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johannstutt413 · 3 years

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(requested by mathmaticalknight)

Blemishine was in the Engineering Department, hiding from Zofia with her fellow tech-heads as she often did, the day she first encountered the Nian. She’d heard rumors about the meandering meddling metallurgist and her amorphous armaments, but it was only when the Doctor finally gave in and let her work with the Department that the Kuranta came into contact with her.

“Workshop #3 just sent up the results from their latest alloy test,” Passenger reported matter-of-factly. “No progress.”

“I’m definitely starting to see why we haven’t figured this thing out. It’s like the metal is...alive.” Blemishine was watching VODs of Nian’s combat performance to try and get some new data-

-which meant she was the perfect target when the real Nian arrived and glanced over her shoulder. “Well, you look like you’re having fun.”

“She’s incredible, isn’t she?” The knight looked over her shoulder, realized it was THE Nian standing over her, and with a blush said, “You’re incredible.”

“A lot of people don’t trust me, that’s true. I’m gonna borrow her, alright, Elliot?”

The Liberi waved an arm. “Bring her back in one piece.”

“Oh, you know I’d never hurt a hair on her head.” She hooked one of her arms under one of the Kuranta’s and pulled her out of her chair. “Let’s go.”

“Ehh? O-okay! I’ll be back, Passenger!” And without any resistance, Maria was off on an adventure.

At least, she thought that’s what was happening, though the Nian didn’t exactly explain as they walked through the corridors of Rhodes Island in the direction of the shuttle bay. “What’s your name, kid? I haven’t seen you around much.”

“Blemishine’s my codename, but you can call me Maria.” Honestly, she’d prefer the latter. “Is it true you’re not a Rhodes Island employee? I know you spend a lot of time in Engineering, and I mean, you’d have to be a smith to have a weapon as cool as yours, but I’ve never seen you in person before.”

“Closure offered me a job, but that’s not why I’m here. You like shopping? We’re heading into town.” Now wasn’t the time for worrying about the future; she did that plenty on her own, especially with Dusk around now.

The knight shrugged. “Auntie and I go every now and again, and when I needed new parts for my projects I’d go out to get them, but since I started helping out at the Department I don’t have as much time for that.”

“Projects?” Nian smiled to herself. “Like trying to recreate my weapon? I hope y’all figure it out.”

“Oh, that’s for the Workshop, it’s fun but not really the kind of thing I’d do in my free time, you know? I’m a mechanic at heart, and now that I’m working for the Department, maybe they’ll let me supe up one of the shuttles. I used to have a car that could get some real speed going before I became a competition knight...”

Thinking about the past was just as bad, but fortunately they’d reached the shuttles. “So you wanna mess around with one of these?”

“We’re here already? And yeah, that’d be really fun! They don’t run on quite the same intake system I’m used to, and I’d have to make some openings in the hood to fit everything on I’d need to, and then there’s the nitrous canisters- oh, there I go again.” Blemishine didn’t know many people who actually wanted to listen to her talk about this kind of stuff. “Sorry about that!”

“What do you mean? Keep going! I hate when people try to tamp down on their enthusiasm just to make other people happy, and you were really building up steam there.” Plus, she was super cute when she got excited.

Maria blushed again. “Alright, but only because you asked. So obviously we’d have to start with taking one of these babies apart - I think I could get Broca to help out with that, it really takes two people to get a car onto a maintenance lift when you’re trying to keep the engine cool - because they won’t let me look at the schematics yet even though I asked Closure specifically if I could...”

The entire drive into town was essentially like that; the knight went into the blow-by-blow description of what she wanted the shuttle to look like under the hood when she was done, and Nian only occasionally interrupted with an insight or a question to help her along. She was impressed with how much the Kuranta actually knew despite not having much opportunity to act on that knowledge back in Kazimierz (Nearl’s sister, no question about where she was from), but more than that, she was reminded of some of her old acquaintances who used to get the same gleams in their eyes when talking about sword-smithing or armor-forging. This girl wasn’t like her usual kidnappees for sure.

“-Hey, Nian?” Blemishine looked out the window. “I think we drove past town.”

“Did we? Shit, I guess we did.”

They weren’t turning around. “Are we gonna keep going?”

“Just a little bit.” The Nian smiled to herself. “I was going to take you shopping, but since we’ve been talking about cars, there’s a place I wanna show you. Might help out with this plan you’ve got.”

“Oh, it’s not really a plan, just some ide- is that a junkyard? Out here?!”A sign poked out from behind a dune. Looks like her birthday’d come around early this year.

The smith laughed. “You sound like a kid going to the candy store.”

“Candy can’t take you a hundred kilometers away in an hour, though, and that’s much more exciting than some sugar!” Maria giggled. “Not that I’m against sugar.”

“I can take it or leave it. There was one place I visited that had these cinnamon-pepper candies; those were more my style. Speaking of style...” They pulled into the lot, broken-down vehicles already visible from the entrance, and the tour began.

Well, less of a tour and more of a scavenging run; this wasn’t a museum, after all, and Nian never left home without a few tools. The Kuranta popped the hood on the first ground-level car within eyesight, putting on a pair of goggles and pulling a tool roll seemingly out of thin air. “This one’s in great condition; how’d you end up, little guy? Don’t worry, we’ll be gentle. Hey, Nian, could you help me roll this one forward a bit?”

“I’ve gotcha.” She popped open the door on one side, Blemishine did the same on the other, and the two pushed the car to where there was plenty of room on all sides. “Looking for something specific?”

“Just want to double-check a few things. How’d one of RI’s shuttles end up out here, do you think? I mean, if we had the keys, I’m sure we could get this one to run again, no problem...Do you hear that?”

The Nian sighed. “The rustling from over there? I heard.”

“Hands up!” A gruff voice barked as a small gang of bandits mobilized from behind other junk piles, crossbows trained on the pair. “Thanks for the fresh wheels, ladies. Toss us the keys and leave, and we won’t have to get nasty.”

“What kind of gang sets up shop in a junkyard? You can’t possibly make enough stops to survive,” Maria observed, hands still below her head.

The presumed leader, a Sankta with a black halo, spat on the ground. “Don’t change the subject. Hands, up, or your pretty little friend gets it.”

“Which one of us is little?” The other Defender asked casually, a pool of silver forming around her feet. “We’re about the same height, after all.”

“...Well, boys, can’t say I tried.” The Sankta fired at the Kuranta-

-and missed, partially because his target rolled out of the way, and partially because there was now a lump of metal where his Adam’s apple had been. Nian’s malleable murder-metal formed a curtain around her as she started walking forward with a smile. “Well, boys, you picked the wrong couple to rob.”

“Couple?” Blemishine asked as she reemerged from cover, sword and shield at the ready. “A couple of what?”

“A couple of-” At that moment, a bolt detonated against her tectonic armor, blasting shrapnel through and into her shoulder, and the Beast awoke.

A few minutes later, after the junkyard had had a proper bloodbath, the Nian was sitting on the hood of the car they’d rolled out while Maria patched her up. “Exploding bolts? That’s higher grade gear than your average bandit, isn’t it?” The knight asked

“Probably. Not that we’ve got to worry about it now.” She felt the debris-free gashes knitting back together in the Kuranta’s light. “I need a snack after that. Mind if we head back to town?”

“Nah, I don’t mind; there’s an ice cream shop that Surtr recommended I’ve been meaning to try. We can get a milkshake with two straws, like in the movies.”

Nian would have rolled her eyes if that didn’t sound like something she wanted to try. “You’re the first person I’ve dragged out with me who wanted to make a date out of it.”

“You’re the one who called us a couple,” Maria replied with a momentary smirk. Momentary because she wanted her next words to have the proper gravitas. “But I meant what I said earlier. You really are an incredible person, Nian, and now that we’ve gotten a chance to talk, I know it’s not your weapon we should be trying to emulate at the shop, but your spirit.”

“...I haven’t heard praise like that in a long time.” The Nian slid off the car.

Blemishine stepped off to walk back to their shuttle as the other Defender took her hand. “I don’t know if I’d call it ‘praise-’”

“What else do you call complimenting a goddess?” That stopped the knight in her tracks as Nian walked around her. “And praise of that calibre deserves a blessing.”

“You’re seri-” Whatever thought Maria had loaded up crashed to desktop as the ‘blessing’ in question turned out to be a kiss.

It was a good thing the smith’s eyes had closed before their lips connected; she might’ve gone blind from the Kuranta’s flash of light otherwise.

#arknights #arknights fic #blemishine (arknights)#nian (arknights)#tmw you wrote three pages because it refused to wrap up in two #maria is faqing cute #dunno if i have her voice right yet #but i'll be getting plenty of practice with the next few fics...

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shigarakis-fifth-hand · 4 years

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Mha Smut Scenarios

Anonymous said:

hey there, can i request for alpha ilda, kirishima, and shinsou (separately please) and omega!reader (female) who is desperate during her heat so she begs them to go rough and knot her? can you make it as nsfw as you can? thanks mate

Hiiii! I can only do Iida and Kiri because it took forever for me to do this one bc sis isn’t feeling very horny or motivated so sorryyyyy. If you really want Shinso, maybe I could do an entire series about an x reader for him bc I feel so baddd! If I ever go into a Shinso fangirl phase, I will totally do a series! <3 Thanks for requesting!!

Iida

You two had started dating two years ago, immediately falling for one another as you couldn’t separate from each other after smelling each other. You fell in love with how cute he liked with his hair messy, how he was soft to you only, and how he smelled woodsy and like nature.

He had fallen in love with how breathtakingly gorgeous you are, putting a blush on every single guy in the classroom. At first he didn’t think that he stood a chance, until you had kissed him while cuddling up to him during a movie night. That’s when you fell into a routine, snuggling into his lap and falling asleep on him while he watched a movie with the rest of the class, ignoring the glances of the other jealous alphas.

Iida knew that they all could smell you, and how you smelled like addicting cherry blossoms and raw sugar. But you were all his, and that made him love you just a little bit more, especially when he saw Denki and all of the other Alphas be a little bit too friendly with you on Movie Night... like Bakugo was doing right now.

As Iida and Todoroki made popcorn in the kitchen, Iida couldn’t help but look over to see you and Bakugo laughing about a joke he had said, him resting against your small body with his arm over your shoulder and his other hand on your thigh. Like usual, you were oblivious to any of his obvious intentions that were anything but friendly, and kept laughing, trying to catch your breath as you smiled.

In that moment, Iida slammed the bowl down, ran over to you, and growled at Bakugo, gripping you in his arms and bringing you back to the kitchen with him. “Iida! What are you doing?” You asked as he plopped you on the counter and resumed the popcorn.

“I do not want you hanging out with Bakugo anymore. He has nothing but bad intentions with you, trust me.” He looked you straight in the eyes, his crystal blue ones meeting your e/c gems. “Iida... that’s not-” You stopped talking as Iida went back to the popcorn, trying his best to ignore you. Suddenly, you jumped from your spot next to him and ran to the stairs, closing the door behind you and running to your room.

“Wha- Is she okay?” Mina asked from the couch, looking worryingly at Iida. “Um, I’m not s-” Iida stopped talking as he smelled your lingering scent, burnt sugar and the smell like you walked right out of a Bath and Body Works. “I’m going to go check on her.” Iida growled, his Alpha instincts kicking in. You were in your heat, and he had gotten a smell of you. He needed to help you.

Unlike today, you usually started your heats during the week, and then boarded yourself up in the room with Lysol everywhere and heat suppressants. But those didn’t work for hours, and honestly, Iida wanted more of your smell. He needed a taste of you.

“Y/n, it’s me. Please open the door.” Iida exclaimed through the door, knowing that you were on the other side. Even from the other side, he could smell you ever so slightly. You were just so addicting, he could never have enough of you. “Iida, I don’t think it’s a good idea if you-” Iida slammed his fist into your door, letting the Alpha inside of him take control.

“Omega, open this door right now. That’s an order.”

Inhaling slowly, you opened the door to reveal yourself to Iida. You were in a sports bra and panties, your hair tied back, and your loud fan was on. You were trying to cool down, and help suppress your heat. “Oh Omega... you look so pitiful.” That was right before you fell into his arms, your legs limp. “Alpha, please help me.”

Your eyes were full of tears, and your lips were plump. Iida picked you up in his arms, closed the door behind him, and carried you to the bed, laying you down. “Alpha... please.” You begged, closing your eyes and squeezing the sheets with your fists.

“W-what do you mean-” Not acting like your usual self, you grabbed his uniform shirt and tugged him towards you, your lips inches apart. “Please knot me Alpha. I need you. It feels like I’m dying inside.” A single tear rolled down your cheek, pushing Iida to his limit. He ripped over his shirt, a single button falling off as he began to strip himself of his belt and pants, leaving his top and legs bare.

As Iida removed your shirt, and then the bralette you wore, and finally your skirt and panties, he couldn’t help but stare at you. So breath-taking, and such a goddess, especially in that school uniform. He crawled over you, bending down and sucking your neck tenderly, sucking as hard as he could as his hands wrapped around your waist, pinning you down harshly.

“Iida...” You moaned constantly, only feeding his sex drive and his urges. He wanted you, and your smell was driving him crazy. His thoughts weren’t working, his erection was harder than ever, and all he wanted to do was fuck you until you were screaming. You had let him do whatever he wanted to you during his rut, and now, he was going to please you better than any of your alpha friends could ever imagine of doing.

Iida began to remove his boxers while pinching your nipples, smiling as you moaned and squirmed under him. He loved every bit of it. When he was finally naked, he picked you up and bent you over, positioning you up perfectly. “What’s our safe word Baby?” He asked as you panted, more than ready. “Stop.” You repeated like usual as he nodded, you feeling his gentle hands position your back side as you tried to prepare yourself.

3... 2... 1...

“Iida!” You screamed out as he entered you, squeezing the sheets in your fists as he pushed himself inside of you. Immediately your horny aches went away, and were replaced with the best feelings of pleasure bundling up inside the pit of your stomach. In and out, in and out., in and out.

“Iida... please do it.” You begged as he nodded, understanding what you wanted. You wanted him to knot you, which ended an Omega’s heat for good for nine months, even if you weren’t pregnant. When Iida pulled out, you fell into his arms, weak and unable to move your sore body.

He laid you on the bed, put the light blanket on you, tucked you in, and then sat on your desk chair, reading one of the books he had left over at your place last time he came over. Sure he was tired, but you, he could only imagine what you were going through. Tired, aching, and still you were such a perfect goddess for him. Nothing but perfection and love.

His mother had always told him that he was going to meet a nice omega one day, but never had he imagined someone like you.

Kirishima

Kirishima was at the gym with his dudes when you called him. “Dude, wait up! Y/n’s calling me!” He yelled out to Denki and Sero who teased him, but also understood. They were really just jealous, they didn’t have an Omega like you, nor a s/o who was as chill and bro-like as you, with your long handshakes and the cool way you dyed your hair.

“Hey babe, what’s-” He was met by a tingle in his mind, telling him something was up with you. Alphas instinct. “Kiri... p-p-please come b-back-” Kirishima hung up the phone and grabbed his stuff quickly, slipping his hair out of the man bun. “Sorry guys! I gotta run!” Kirishima exclaimed, grabbing his bag and his adidas sandals. “Dude, you haven’t even started yet! Bros before... female bros?” Denki tried to convince him, but Kirishima refused.

You were in your heat, and he wasn’t there for you. You had told him how hard your heat was, curling up in a ball in your nest, the only thing helping was your Alpha. “No can do Bro! I’ll see y’all in 3-5 days!” Kirishma waved and ran out to his car, leaving the two confused. “3-5 days? What does that even-” Sero stopped as the two looked at each other, remembering something from sex ed class back in high school.

“He’s one lucky bastard...” Denki murmured, thinking of you before Sero punched him in the chest. “Don’t be creepy Bro. Come on, let’s get ripped. Then maybe we can find you a cute omega too!”

Kirishima drove as fast as he could, almost making marks on the street as he pulled into the parking lot of the condo complex that you guys lived in. Being a pro hero had its benefits, and having enough money to buy one of the cutest apartments in the world was one of them. He ran to the elevator, before realizing it was too slow and then zooming up the stairs to your condo.

He entered the key into the lock, twisted it, opened the door, and gasped. The smell of freshly baked cookies filled the room, except Kirishima knew it wasn’t cookies. He ran down the hall, turned the corner into the living room, and then into the bedroom to see you, staring at the wall in your hero uniform while laying on the bed. “Aww, baby.” Kirishima ran to your side as you looked up, your eyes in tears from how needy you were.

“P-please Kiri. My insides feel like I’m going to die. I can barely move.” You begged, your voice weak and pitiful, torture to his ears. He took a hair elastic from your dresser and tied your hair into a loose bun before sitting you up and unzipping your outfit. It was a simple suit that hugged your curves and showed off your legs, with many buttons and zippers in case something slipped.

When you were finally undressed, leaving you in just your panties and bra, Kirishima couldn’t help but look at you in amazement. You panted, relived to be not as hot. Through five and a half years of dating, Kirishima couldn’t get enough of your body, not to mention your scent hormones driving you crazy.

“P-please hurry.” You wrapped your arms around his neck tightly as he kissed your neck, running his hands all over your body, his alpha hormones corrupting all of your senses. He was all you could think about, and your body was begging for him to make you feel better.

He pushed you down on the bed, stripping himself of any clothes, leaving his long cock free for you to stare at. You moved your hand down to touch yourself before he stopped you, smirking playfully as he pinned your hands above your head. “Tell me when you need me to stop, okay?” Kirishima looked at you as you nodded, shutting your eyes and preparing yourself for impact. He looked down at your entrance, his mouth watering as he aimed himself up.

Interlocking his fingers with yours, he slowly pushed himself into you, watching you gasp and arch your back in response. Eventually, he began to ram himself into you faster and faster, watching the desperation in your expression disappear as you began to breathe more.

Minutes passed before he finally pulled out, rolling over and allowing you to cuddle against him. “I love you Alpha.” You whispered in his ear, purring happily as you gripped tightly to his muscled arm. “I love you more Omega.” You both fell asleep in each other arms.

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ais-for-alex · 3 years

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The Scars of Our Past Chapter 20:

So Ngl I love this chapter, I am a ho for a soft LeLo moment. Hope y’all enjoy 😊 (also you don’t have to listen to the song but I feel like it adds to the moment)

Logan paced the length of his room, back and forth, back and forth wearing a hole in the carpet. He had his lower lip pulled between his teeth, biting, worrying it until it was sore and swollen, his hands clenched and unclenched unconsciously cracking the knuckles over and over again.

He had to say something, he needed to say something. But god, what the fuck was he supposed to say? He hadn’t spoken to Leo aside from the occasional meme, since he ran and hid from him, it had been what? A week? And yet Logan felt like a vital part of himself had been ripped from his body and stolen from him.

Logan huffed an exasperated breath and sat at the foot of his bed, he needed a game plan, things were always easier with a game plan. Mentally Logan began composing a list in hopes that once he had an idea of what to do he would actually do it.

Step 1: Text him and hope that he responds

Step 2: Apologize for nearly accosting him, then running away, then ghosting him (god why are there so many things here?)

Step 3: Hope he accepts the apology

Step 4: …

Then what? Logan groaned at the thought and flopped backwards, what exactly was he trying to accomplish here? Get Leo back into his life as a friend? That didn’t feel quite right and made Logan's stomach clench uncomfortably, but the alternative option filled him with anxiety, all the unanswered questions that pulled up in his brain Logan couldn’t bring himself to put it into words. Well, at least it was the start of a plan, enough to take that first step.

Logan pulled his phone from the pocket of his jeans and pulled up Leo’s contact.

(You): Hey :waving emoji: whatcha up to?

The moment he hit send Logan dropped the phone face down on his chest, too nervous to watch and see if Leo would read the message let alone respond. Only a second late though it buzzed with an incoming message.

(Sunshine Giraffe): Just finishing up at practice

(Sunshine Giraffe): How about you?

Logan felt his stomach do that weird swoopy thing like it does whenever he goes on a roller coaster as he typed out his next text.

(You): Nothing much RN

(You): You want to go find something to do?

(You): Together?

There was a bit of a pause as he watched the typing bubbles pop up then disappear, in the near minute and a half it took for Leo to respond Logan nearly chucked his phone at the wall, but then he felt it buzz in his hand again.

(Sunshine Giraffe): Sure, that would be nice

(Sunshine Giraffe): You have an idea in mind?

(You): Nothing too special

(You): Meet me at the rink?

(You): We can go explore a bit; I can show you the area?

(Sunshine Giraffe): Sounds like a plan

(Sunshine Giraffe): See you in 15ish?

(You): :Thumbs up emoji:

Logan breathed in deep, step 1 done. He rolled up off his bed before snagging a pair of shoes from his closet and making his way up the stairs to the main area of the house.

“Hey Dumo?” he called out, peeking his head into the living room where Dumo and Celeste were curled up together on their couch.

“Quoi?” he asked looking up.

“Mind if I borrow your car? I’m going to meet a friend.”

“Hmm,” he hummed as if thinking hard about the request, “fine. On one condition though.”

“Oh yeah? And what’s that?”

Dumo chuckled as he grabbed the keys off the coffee table in front of him, “Stop moping,” with that he tossed the keys through the air for Logan to catch.

“I have not been moping,” he spluttered, making both Dumo and Celeste laugh at his expense.

“Sorry Tremz, but you kinda have,” Celeste said with a mildly sympathetic grin, “for like the last week at least.”

“I- no- I haven’t,” he stuttered at a loss of ways to defend himself, “alright I’m leaving,” he finally said before turning to make his way to the garage.

“Remember no more moping!” Dumo called after him, still chuckling.

When Logan pulled up outside the rink, he spotted Leo sitting on the stone steps leading into the main entrance of the building. At the sight of Leo all wrapped up in his jacket and scarf, beanie pulled low against the chill of the frosty air, Logan felt an odd warmth settle in his stomach. Somehow that warmth seemed to calm the fluttering butterflies inside him as he parked and hopped out of the car.

“Leo!” he called out as he got closer, making the blond glance up and lock his baby blue eyes on Logan.

“Hey,” he greeted softly, standing up from the steps grinning widely.

Jeeze, Logan always forgot how tall he was until he was right next to him, his face tilting upwards basking in the rays of warm sunshine Leo always seemed to radiate.

“So,” Logan said, a bit lamely not entirely sure where to take this conversation. He dug his hands into his pockets just to hide his nervous fidgeting, he knew he needed to apologize but it felt weird to just jump into it right out of the blue and the words seemed to stick in his throat at the thought. “Um, I thought we could walk around for a bit. I can show you some of the best places around here if you want.”

Leo chuckled and held out his hand gesturing to the sidewalk next to them, “well, where you lead I will follow.”

Logan laughed at the little self-satisfied grin on his face, “Did you really just reference the Gilmore Girls theme?”

“What? Who me? Yes, yes I did.”

“Come on, you dork,” Logan laughed again, rolling his eyes as he grabbed the sleeve of Leo’s hoodie and tugged him forward.

Together they began wandering down the sidewalk leading away from the rink, Logan pointed out all the restaurants with the best take out, the little book shop that Finn would always drag him to after practice, the music store where he bought one of his favorite guitars. He could feel the warmth of Leo’s arm brushing against his own as they walked, Logan could feel those soft blue eyes watching him and each time he would glance up Leo would smile tenderly at him.

The sun began to sink along the horizon as they walked,painting the frosty sky in cotton candy and orange sorbet turning the swirling clouds into sugar coated ice cream cones. Eventually the sidewalk led them into a hidden courtyard, a few people resilient enough to brave the cold were sitting at wrought iron tables outside a little Italian restaurant, a makeshift stage had been set up and a typical hipster looking guy with a guitar was strumming a soft tune his voice mingling with the notes to create a soothing melody.

“Hey,” Leo said, nudging Logan, “let’s sit for a bit.”

Logan nodded and followed Leo over to sit at the edge of a stone lined fire pit, the blaze was contained behind an intricately designed wrought iron cage but the heat still bled into their backs as they sat and watched the musician.

“Hey Leo?” Logan said softly, not looking up.

“Hmm?”

“I’m sorry,” he sighed and tucked his hands under his thighs to stop himself from fidgeting.

“It’s ok,” Leo replied, his voice sounding so earnest.

“No, it’s not,” Logan said, finally looking up, Leo was watching him again with that soft look in his eyes that made something inside his heart melt just a bit. “I shouldn’t have done that, that night. I held you down, took advantage of you. And then I ran away and hid like a scared little child. And then on top of that I couldn’t even nut up enough to text you back.”

“Logan,” Leo’s voice was soft as he reached a hand out and gently brushed a bit of hair off of Logan's face, the light brush of his fingertips made his breath hitch. “Please believe me when I say, it’s ok. You didn’t take advantage of me, I liked you being there. And I mean you’re strong,” he chuckled and glanced down at Logan's body, “but if I didn’t want you on top of me, I very easily could have gotten out of your hold.” Leo let his hand settle at the side of Logan’s neck, the warmth of his palm comforting,“and as for the rest, it’s ok to be scared. It’s ok to not understand the things that you’re feeling. Believe me it’s hard and confusing but it’ll be ok,” his voice tapered to a whisper as he finished speaking.

Logan felt himself crumble at Leo’s words, his eyes fell closed and he couldn’t stop the sigh from falling from his lips. Suddenly, Logan felt like all the energy had drained out of his body, he let himself lean forward to rest his forehead on Leo’s shoulder.

“How are you always so nice?” he asked, he felt Leo chuckle at the words as his fingers tangled into the soft curls that fluffed out under the brim of his snapback.

“It’s my southern charm,” he teased, Leo let his hand wander away from Logan's neck to wrap his arm around his body and tug him just a bit closer into his side.

The two of them sat like that for a while, comfortable in each other’s presence. They let the fire's heat fight away the winter chill as night fell steadily darker and darker around them. The soft music drifted closer on the frosted breeze but with Leo’s warm arms wrapped around him Logan was content to stay right where he was.

Eventually though they did have to leave the little bubble of that hidden courtyard but Logan didn’t want to leave Leo. He had been hiding from him for the last week but after finally finding stability with him again his heart was calling out to be with him as long as possible, so Logan walked with him back in the direction of Finn’s apartment.

“Well…” Logan said softly looking up at Leo’s face when they finally made it to the entrance of the building.

“This is me…” Leo replied, his baby blue eyes watching him tenderly.

“I guess I should get going, I’ll see later Leo.” Logan turned to leave but felt Leo’s hand reach out and grab his arm.

“Wait,” he said, “um… do- do you want to come up?”

“Oh, I don’t know…” Logan hesitated remembering that last conversation with Finn, him walking away. “I don’t think Finn really wants to see me right now.”

Leo huffed a soft little chuckle, “I don’t think Finn would ever object to seeing you. Come on, I’ll make dinner.”

“You’re gonna cook?” Logan laughed a bit disbelievingly.

“Why does everyone act like that’s such a surprise?” Leo said tugging Logan a bit closer to the door, “Come up. Please?”

Logan felt warmth bleed into him at the soft sound of Leo’s please , he was suddenly struck by the realization that if he asked it in that voice Logan wouldn’t be able to deny Leo anything.

“Alright, I’ll come with you.”

The smile that split Leo’s face lit up the entire street with sunlight.

Read on ao3

#sweater weather #coast to coast #leo knut #logan tremblay #lumosinlove #o'knutzy #finn o’hara #writing #figure skating #the scars of our past #hockey

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in-class-daydreams · 4 years

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Youth Coach!Bokuto x Youth Coach!Reader

Hey Anon, so sorry for getting to this so late, but I finally had the time to do this request! Hopefully this is kinda close to what you were expecting!

- Kiwi

Being a sports med college student is definitely not the easiest thing in the world

Why? Well...because college is a thing. College = broke bitch

No tengo dinero :(

So you figured, “hey getting a part time job won’t be the worst thing in the world” You’d be able to make some extra cash

¡logramos este pan!

There’s a youth center close to campus that’s hiring so you figured why not because

You love kids (most of the time)

You have decent volleyball experience to be able to coach since you did play for a while

Few weeks later you heard back from them and you got the job!

Your boss asks if you can come in a couple days before your first day so you can get used to the place and get an idea of how things work

So you get there and you see a VERY familiar floof of white hair sticking out from around the corner

You had to do a double take for a second

Bo.

Bo?

BO?!?!?

He turns around and then he has to do a double take before he recognizes you

“Y/N?!?!?!”

“KOUTAROU?!?!?”

“What are you doing here?”

“What are you doing here????!”

(excessive hooting ensues)

But when you finish he’s like

“I work here as a volleyball coach...oh hold up, are you the new girls’ coach?”

“Yup!”

He was so happy when he found out y’all were working the same shift

Alrighty so backtrack, you guys know each other because you played on the Fukurodani Girls’ Volleyball team

Since first year, you managed to befriend this hyper-energetic kid

You saw this crackhead all 3 years of your high school life which meant that your life was guaranteed to never have a dull moment upon meeting him

And you definitely didn’t have a crush on him what? who? (Y/N)? idk her ahaha

But seriously he's prime boyfriend material ur just a weenie who had fOUR YEARS to shoot your shot but u didn’t boo thumbs down

But tbh he ADORES you

You’re his precious (but scary when necessary) bean and will fight anybody to protect you

You honestly don’t know what you did that made him decide to become captain of Protect Y/N Squad but he is

Aaaand that stayed true even in college. He was so excited when he found out y’all were attending the same university

But since college is a big meanie, you guys haven’t been able to spend as much time with each other >:((

Needless to say, when Bokuto found out you worked the same shift as him, he was so freakin happy

Literally jumping off the walls

He was just really happy to spend more time with you

Before your shifts start, you guys arrive early so you can just chill in the lounge

Actually, more like you’re getting school work done and uh, Bokuto is uhm, well...being him

But it’s not his fault!!

Bo is not a school person

That’s just not his specialty

But he is so so smart in other ways and you will s c r a p with anyone who says otherwise

Anyways

It wasn’t uncommon for a co-worker to walk in and see you getting some schoolwork done, and Bokuto, well, being him

Exhibit A : you’re working on an assignment that’s due later this week, but since you have some time now, you decided to get some of it done until --

“Hey (Y/N) if I punch myself and it hurts, does that mean I’m strong, or I’m weak?”

“Why don’t you find out for yourself?”

“I’ve been trying to! My arm just really hurts, and I still don’t know the answer!”

*Pouty Bo has entered the chat*

Or Exhibit B: For once you’re not doing homework. Bokuto actually brought you some smoothies he bought on his way to work, so y’all are just sipping on smoothies until --

“Hey (Y/N), ya ever notice how cold water tastes sharp, but warm water tastes smooth? Like isn’t that whack?”

＿φ(￣ー￣ )

All jokes aside, he’s really good with kids

His group of 9-10 year olds - The Owlets - absolutely LOVE him (but who wouldn’t?)

Honestly you were kinda surprised at how well he gets along with the kids but not really

Let's be honest he’s the same mental age as them

He’s just as childish as them

Whenever a volleyball from your side of the room rolls over to his, he takes it upon himself to send it back by spiking it towards you

Luckily, you’re able to receive it, and it doesn’t cause much trouble

Other times he’ll just openly sling his arm over your shoulder, and put all his weight on it but uh

he has this thing called... M U S C L E

AND THERE’S SO MUCH

I mean have you seen those back muscles? Literally a blessing from the high heavens themselves

He’s always been toned and had muscle since high school BUT OH MY GOD he got SO BUFF in college and geez those are h e a v y

But your eyes are being blessed everyday so can you really complain?

The answer is no you can’t complain

But you will complain because you’ve had a crush on this mf since high school and yanno that wack feeling when you have unresolved feelings for someone and you feel weird when you look at them?

Like you kinda have feelings but you’re not sure?

Or you’re wondering if your feelings are feeling feelings or they’re just old, stale feelings coming back to harass you?

Mhmm that’s you

And uh you’re not really vibin with it

So the fact that he’s gotten even buffer is not helping your case

AND

He’s always been a sweetie but since college he’s been taking WOMEN’S STUDIES COURSES

You asked him about it and he said he wanted to make sure he was socially aware so he can “use his male privilege to help women make their voices heard”

Is he even real??

He’s drinking his respecc wahman juice ™ everyday, twice a day

Luckily, for the next few weeks, everything goes super smoothly

Your group of kids - The Penguins - are very driven in trying to improve themselves

And kids who want to get better at something they’re passionate about is absolutely ADORABLE

So while you guys are cleaning the gym up Bokuto asks you if you could come to his game on Saturday

And bring the kids ofc because it’d be a good learning experience

Obviously you agree cause you’re not missing out on watching him play volleyball

So it’s finally the long awaited Sunday, and you get there kinda early just so you have more time to make sure all the kiddos get there to the meeting spot safely

And in case you run into a certain volleyball player before the game starts

Turns out, Lady Luck was on your side today

You’re walking down the hallway when you spot a certain owl-haired man

“Koutarou!”

He whips around so fast and his face lights up upon seeing you call out his name

He sprints speed walks over to you

“(Y/N)! I thought you’re supposed to meet up with the kiddos?”

“Yeah, but I got here early so I ended up walking around for a bit,”

In his eyes, you’re so adorable right now

You face is kinda flushed with a light pink spread across your cheeks, and your hair just flows around you and he’s just so in awe

His trance was broken when you checked the time and realized you should be heading to the meeting spot soon

“Ah, I should probably head over to the meeting spot. Good luck, Koutarou! I’ll be cheering you on with the kids!”

“Thanks, I’m looking forward to it!”

So you guys go your separate ways, and make it to the meeting spot 5 minutes in advance. All the kids show up on time, and the parents saying thank you for watching their kid, etc.

You bring them to the front row of the cheering section, but a little off to the left so the kids don’t get caught up in whatever the cheering section happens to be doing

The game starts and the kids are in absolute awe over Coach Bokuto and tbh so are you

Now, this isn’t the first time you’ve seen him play, but goddamn every time you do it’s so mesmerizing

He does a complete 180 whenever he plays

Completely focused, and all his movements are precise

and the back muscles oh the high heavens are really testing you today

You can’t help but notice how the energy from the crowd makes him so excited

At some point you could’ve sworn that he was scanning the cheering the section trying to find you

He totally was, and he spots you and the kiddos and it makes him so happy

His captain had to snap Bokuto back into the game since he got distracted, and that made you laugh a lil

The rest of the game progresses smoothly

Really smoothly actually. The team had a comfortable lead and they were match point from winning their second set, so they were doing juuuuust fine

Throughout the game, you point on things that should be brought to attention, and the kids kept asking question, which you were more than happy to answer

The match ends with victory for Tokyo U with a solid 3-1 win, and you escort the kids back to the meeting spot where their parents are supposed to pick them up

What you didn’t expect was for Bokuto to be there too

The kids sprint over and flock him, showering him with compliments about his performance during the game

The parents arrive, and one of the parents asked if they could get a group picture with everybody, and soon all the parents were getting their phones out

Ya know the thing where one parent asks to take a picture and now you have a gallery of parents and like 60% of them take like 2 mins just to take one picture?

Yeah, that

All the parents ended up with a whole bunch of cute pics, and the kids were on their ways home

Since Bokuto was still in his uniform, you walk with him back to the locker rooms, and just as you were about to turn the corner, he suddenly slings his arm over your shoulder, and puts all of his body weight onto your back. You’re really trying hard to shimmy out from under him, but he’s SO FREAKING HEAVY

(It’s the muscles, they are d e n s e)

Ofc he notices this and whines about it

“(Y/N)! Why’re you trying to escape?? I’m so sore, please let me use you as a human crutch for like 2 minutes!”

“Ew, no, Koutarou. You’re still sweaty and smelly, get off of meeee”

You somehow manage to drag your poor body to the locker room doors with this man child dragging behind

“I’ll wait out here Kou--”

Before you could finish your sentence, Bokuto turned you around and wrapped his arms around you, enveloping you into a warm hug

“Thanks for coming to the game, (Y/N)”

Your brain is not comprehending ANyTHing is boy is saying

Your high school crush is hugging you like it's some shoujo manga like eXCUse mE?

And sis you’re not missing this opportunity, so you wrap your arms around his torso, and you can feel him tense up a little underneath your hands

Your brain finally catches up to you, and you’re able to formulate thoughts before you speak (cause otherwise you’re pretty sure you would’ve stuttered like a blubbering mess)

“Of course. Anytime, Koutarou”

“I’m gonna go clean up. Do you mind waiting for me?”

“Not at all. Take your time.”

“Ok, thanks. I’ll be out soon.”

Just as he pulled away from the hug, he leans down to kiss your cheek before reaching out for the door handle

Hold up

Kissed

You

The

Cheek

AND HE’S TRYNA RUN AWAY FROM WHAT HE DID

NAH UH

Before you convince yourself what you’re about to do might change the whole dynamic of your guys relationship, you grab a whole muscley arm, and pull him down a little, and you return a kiss on his left cheek

Oh shit

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh dear god

WE HAVE BUNGLED THIS MISSION

In order to save yourself from any further potential embarrassment, you let go of his arm, and skedaddle (skidoodle ur dicc is now a noodle)

over to the lobby

This poor boy

One (1) whole confused owl

You kissed him back…

YOU KISSED HIM BACK

Kinda. It was on the cheek, not like a kiss in reciprocity

*YOU KISSED HIM ALSO

He realized he’s standing there like an idiot so he hurries into the locker room and showers because even he recognizes that he stank

Mansweat

But he’s literally thinking about that cheek kiss the entire time he’s freshening up

And so were you

You’re sitting on a bench in the lobby trying to think of how to talk to him without making it awkward

But the fact that your heart spazzing out in your chest, and your stomach is doing backflips certainly doesn’t help

But hey...you kissed your crush (go you!)

Time passes a lot quicker when you’re thinking about smooching Bokuto because he’s walking towards you with this bag slung over his shoulder

You get up from the bench sweating anxiety bullets and start heading over to him

“Hey Kou, about earlier I--”

Before you could finish your sentence, Bokuto who is also sweating anxiety bullets but at least he’s smelling nicer quickly interrupted you

“(Y/N) I’M SO SORRY I DIDN’T MEAN TO KISS YOU I JUST THINK YOU’RE SUPER CUTE!”

He’s yelling cause (duh it’s Bo) he can’t help it, but like you also get caught up in it so:

“OH IT’S OK DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT, IT’S COOL..!”

“JUST BECAUSE I LIKE YOU DOESN’T MEAN WE CAN’T BE FRIENDS...ALL CASUAL AND SHIT”

“aHAHAHA CASUAL YEAH YEAH THAT’S RIGHT, WE’RE TOTALLY BUDS ”

“I MEAN JUST FRIENDS IS CHILL, THAT’S COOL I RESPECT THAT, BUT I’D LIKE IT IF YOU WENT OUT WITH ME”

“GOOD CAUSE I WANNA GO OUT WITH YOU!”

Rip to everyone’s eardrums

Meanwhile…

Akaashi: “I suddenly feel super embarrassed… but I don’t know why.”

Back to the main show:

“COOL ARE YOU FREE THIS SATURDAY?”

“YEAH”

“cOOL”

“COOL”

*aggressive hand shake*

Passersby are very confused

But oh my god this poor boy

His hands are shaking, and he has armpit sweat galore

But it’s ok you’re just the same as him

Less pitsweat, but still stressed

Poor Bo was so out of it that when heard his phone go off he jumped a lil bit

Luckily it was a text from you

From: (Y/N) [8:26 pm]

“You’ll ace this date! <3”

Cut to Bokuto, having the meltdown of the century

#headcanon #haikyuu!!#bokuto kotarou #bokuto imagine #bokuto x reader #bokuto headcanon #fukurodani #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios

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starlost-andfound · 4 years

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update...

Hey everyone,

Apologies for not being active these past few weeks.

Things have been really hectic with school. I’m preparing for my last two years of high school (cheers to being in the IB DP curriculum) and so the next few months will be just as busy.

I’m sorry to those who were looking forward to “Broken Love”, you may have noticed that I’ve deleted those posts. I decided not to continue it. Lately, I haven’t really wanted to write anything and I’ve just been so busy that even if I did want to write, I didn’t get the time.

With the way things are, I don’t think I’ll be writing fan fictions any time soon. I might get back to writing again sometime in the future but right now I think I’ll just stick to supporting all the other writers and my friends here. If you send in a request I might write a little blurb or something of that sort but I can’t guarantee that I will.

i just wanted to thank you all for the support and love I have gotten these past few months. I really appreciate it. Y’all are truly the best.

Special shoutout to my friends and mutuals on this site, y’all know who you are! Love you people <3

Anyways, that's all I got to say for now. It’s not goodbye, though. I’ll still pop in and out to keep in touch and support others here.

Stay safe and remember you are loved,

randomlimelightxxx

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lord-explosion-baku · 5 years

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Before You Ask...

Here are the FAQs!

Story Status- These are the most frequent asks in my inbox. The “do you plan on continuing this fic?” “When will you update?” “How often do you update?”

📝For frequent updates

✅For complete

⁉️For on hiatus/non frequent updates/not a priority, but not discontinued

❌For discontinued

THORNS-📝 I try to update every two weeks, although my busy schedule might not make this very consistent. I try not to be too strict with myself so I don’t beat myself up over not getting a chapter out in time, although I’ve been liberally very good about it so far.

Tempting Tempest-✅⁉️ I wrote the two parts I knew I was going to write. I might continue the stiry for option three when I have time

Our Love Is God-⁉️I’ll only be writing for this when I have the time. It’s not an obligation and only something I’ll turn to when I’m like “???huh. Got nothing better to do rn!”

RISING SUN- ⁉️ I know. I know I haven’t updated since 2019 and some of you guys really like this story. I like it, too, and I do plan on continuing it, but goodness gracious do I have to be in the right mindset to write this. Like, come on, it’s a fantasy fluff fic with a made up language, it’s not the easiest thing to write. I do have some plot ideas in mind as well, but I don’t have the whole story fleshed out. I will get to it though. Eventually.

Reread Me- ✅ basically this was a request I turned into a fic. The request was for “Yandere!Aizawa x School Nurse!reader, NSFW pls” and that’s what I did. I don’t plan on delving further into this plot. I surely could and will write more of yandere!Aizawa but this story is over, bro.

Like Ghosts In Snow- ✅ This is completed and I don’t plan on continuing it. I might do random off oneshots for the series, but that’ll be on my own accord.

Fate’s Kiss-⁉️

How Not To Marry a Demon Lord-⁉️

Red Scarf-✅ I do have a request for a continuation that I may get to, but for now I’m satisfied with saying that it’s completed.

You’re All Mine-✅ The story ended with the reader going back to Dabi y’all. No mas. It was literally the first thing I ever wrote and I’m happy with knowing that it’s over since it’s pretty much a train wreck lol.

A SWEET BOY-⁉️

DANCING’S NOT A CRIME (UNLESS YOU DO IT WITHOUT ME)-❌ I’m gonna be real, sport. This was a just-for-fun thing I started when I first got into writing. I didn’t expect people to read it, I didn’t expect it to get popular, I didn’t expect it to be anything. When I started it, I didn’t know how quirks worked, so I made the reader an overpowered Mary-Sue. I also had a bit of a direction for the fic at first but then I let my audience influence how things turned out. I started feeling very iffy about the fic and updates became a huge hassle. The last time I updated, even after it was difficult for me to get it out, people made comments about not liking how things were going. I felt under appreciated and this fic became a stab in my chest. Add that in with people complaining and asking so many times when the next update was going to be, I decided that I would be happier if this shit just stopped. Sorry guys. No mas.

THE FOREST- ✅

Yandere Neko!Shinsou- ✅⁉️ As far as I know, it’s done. I could probably write more, but let’s be real, I cursed it by using the term “tiny pants.” Also, no offense but being berated with “part 2? Pt. 2 pls,,,, part 3???” makes me not want to write anything

The Kiss of Death- ✅this was JUST a one shot. Please see rule #9

Rules For This Blog. The “Please Do Not’s”

These are not the Rules For Requests, but some of them are related.

Please do not berate or spam me with the same ask over and over again. I’ve had people cloud my inbox with multiples of “bloop” or “how many followers do you have?” and like??? If I hadn’t answered you the first couple times, I’m not going to answer you the fifth or sixth time. Please be chill. I announce my follower milestones when it’s relevant and your spam becomes my followers’ spam if I answer every nonsensical thing sent my way. I’m sorry if this seems mean.

Please try to keep asks BNHA related seeing as this is a BNHA blog. I’ll answer personal questions, sure, and I’ll partake in some asks games, however, if you want to strike up a conversation, my PMs are open. I’m not always the best at replying but I do try to get to them on my own time!

No transphobia, homophobia, ableism, racism, or religious call outs of any sort. I want this to be a safe space for all people. If I didn’t know something might be ableist or racist or anything of the sort, I would appreciate being informed about it, and regardless of the intent, I’ll have harmful slander removed for the blog.

Please do not ask me to reblog your posts. I’ve been taken advantage of in the past, and I don’t appreciate it.

Please keep overly sexual or sensitive content out of my ask box. I know I’ve written quite a bit of promiscuous and down right nasty shit, but when I do that, I can at least tag warnings and such for people who don’t want to see the big nasty. It’s only respectful to consider my boundaries, as well as the people who follow my blog’s boundaries. If there’s a not safe for work topic you wish to discuss, again, my PMs are open.

No discourse. No cartoon politics. Whether you are pro or anti characters or ships, whatever, those are not topics of discussion I wish to have in this blog.

Do not request when requests are not open??? I’m sorry, but it’s literally in my bio when requests are open. when requests are open, I put it in my bio as well as the “ask” option that requests are open?? Read people’s bios, dude!

I’m really sorry about this one, but no emergency comfort requests. I’ve gotten at least five and my heart goes out to you guys with problems and like,, I want to help but this is seriously stressful to me. I want to help you, I want you guys to be okay, but I can’t be responsible for that. Like, GOD, I want to help you but as soon as I get an emergency comfort ask I’m like?! Full panic mode. I think about writing something, anything, to make y’all feel okay, but then I overthink and I can’t get to it, and then I feel like I’ve failed you. That’s not fair to any of us.

“Part 2 pls.” Listen. LISTEN. OH MY GOD. there’s nothing that compares to working hard on a oneshot, and getting so excited to see someone comment or send in an anon and it’s literally just “part 2 pls”. God. It means a lot that you liked something enough to see more of it but fffff writers are working hard to get this shit out for you for free and “part 2 pls” should not be acceptable. I’m sorry. There are better ways of telling writers that you liked their work enough to see a continuation. Be considerate dude. Also, appreciate ambiguity a little more. Use your imagination. It’s not that hard.

If you do not agree with some of the unconventional things I write, don’t read it?? Get out?? Leave??? Nothing you say to me will sway me away from writing the shit that I want to write. I simply use the characters of BNHA as a medium for the stories I choose to write. They’re fictional, and I do not support a lot of the shit that goes down on my writing, not irl. There’s a difference between fantasy fiction and real life. If you knew who I was in real life, you’d know how angry I am at the disgusting trash in the world. That doesn’t affect my writing though. Writing is a coping mechanism for me. I do my best at tagging the horrible things I might get to in my fics/one shots, so if you’re reading whatever the fuck I’ve done with an intent in being angry??? Take a bath, maybe eat some bread, and think of another way to expend your energy, dawg. I’m going to ignore you otherwise.

#long post #meeps speaks #FAQ

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madamslayyy · 5 years

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Cake prt. 3 (Trevante Rhodes x Reader)

A/N: Whats up! Back with another weekly update!! Sorry I know I was supposed to post this yesterday but I really had to edit so it’s a day late. If you haven’t read Part 1 or 2 please catch up on the entire Dadvante! Series via my Masterlist

Disclaimer: Yeah I actually don’t know anything about Trevante Rhodes, his mother, or if he even has siblings. This is all fictionalized and no actual research about this man or his family was done prior to writing this.

Trevante:

Malik:

Diane (Malik’s Girlfriend):

Jaime (Trevante’s Brother):

Mama Leigh (Trevante’s Mother):

~*~

“You two spoil him.”

“Okay.”

“It’s too much responsibility for him.”

“He’s a good kid.”

“Yes, he is a good kid but this is too much.”

“Not too much for us. Financially it wouldn’t put us in a bad place so why would we ever limit our kid?”

“To keep him safe! What if he got in a car reck!?”

“He could get in one of those in the car with me. Or Tre. At least this way he’ll have his independence.”

“What if-

“Look, mom, I didn’t call to talk about his gift, I came to tell you that his birthday dinner is going to be this Tuesday and we’ve already picked a restaurant and a time.” You had been on the phone with your mother for only 10 minutes and she had already gotten on your nerves to no end.

“Oh you booked a restaurant? He’s having a party?” She asked.

“No it’s just a family dinner plus his girlfriend and that way he can have all the fun he wants with his friends when the weekend hits.” You said waving to your husband who just entered the house.

“Okay okay, me and your father will be there.” She said and you sighed in relief. Why did everything have to be pulling teeth with her?

“Thanks mom, Love you.”

“Love you too, bye.” You hung up and rubbed your eyes. Well at least that was over.

“They set for Tuesday?” Tre said coming out of the kitchen chomping on celery.

“Yeah, your folks?” You said getting up and wrapping your arms around his neck to hang on him.

“Yep, called them yesterday.”

“Great,” you said closing your eyes.

“You think we’re doing too much getting him a car?” You mumbled into his chest.

“Baby, we got him the safest car out there. And it’s electric so we’re saving the environment too. A lot of planning went into it, dont over think it right before the finish line.” He laughed and you immediately felt your mind go at ease. He always knew how to calm you down when you felt yourself getting worked up.

“Do 16 year old boys even like to drive Hydroelectric cars?’” you asked, cocking your head back to look at your man.

“It’s a brand new model fresh off the lot, he better love to drive it,” Tre chuckled. You leaned up to kiss him but could only reach his colorbone due to your height. He lifted you up, allowing you full access to his lips and neck. Right as you began gnawing at his jugular, the two of you paused at the sound of a growl coming from below. You both looked down to see Malik’s pit bull, Cujo, growling on the floor, warning Tre to put you down. He obliged and you bent over to gather the midsized pooch in your arms. He seemed to purr the second you picked him up and held him in your arms, his tail flailing back and forth with joy.

“Can’t believe he likes you best after you were the one against getting him.” Tre scoffed.

“He can recognize the leader of the pack, can’t he? Yes he can,” you cooed, cuddling the dog like a newborn baby even though Cujo was way past his puppy days.

~*~

Tuesday was here and you were exhausted. You’d been hearing it about one thing or another by your mother and Tre’s Mother since you got here. Tre’s little brother kept flirting with the waitress’ and you were about to kick him out. Malik and his girlfriend seemed to be enjoying themselves, feeding each other off their plates while the while Malik’s other friends teased them. Meanwhile your combined families seemed to find one thing or another to fuss about all throughout the evening.

“I’m just saying I don’t entirely agree with allowing him to go off so far for school. I know college is still two years away but he’s an only child.” Mama Leigh, Tre’s mother, said.

“He’ll be fine. We sent this one off the second she got that acceptance letter and she turned out just fine.” Your daddy said gesturing to you.

“Well not every case is the same, besides she-“

“Time for cake!” You said ending the conversation. The last thing you wanted was your parents and Tre’s getting into it. It seemed there was only one thing they could ever agree on and it was that they wanted more grand babies. You were not about to have that discussion again and was ready to just get the night over with. Plus, the sooner you served the cake meant the sooner you could get to presents.

One Birthday song, followed of course by the infamous Stevie Wonder version, later and it was finally time for gifts. You let Malik’s girlfriend give him her gift first, followed by Jaime, Tre’s mother, you and Tre’s more mundane gifts (sneakers, video games, etc.) when finally the only thing left was the grand finale.

“Alright is that everyone? Great! So Malik, me and your father have been doing a lot of thinking an-“

“Wait where is Dad? And Grandpa?” Malik asked and the room went silent. You knew where Tre was: pulling the car around and slapping the biggest bow on the hood imaginable, per your request of course.

“He’ll be back in a minute. As I was saying, we-“

“Um, Y/N-“ Tre said rushing back inside.

“One second-“

“This really can’t wait, we have a problem.”

“With the, um, thing?” You said trying to be discreet. You did have the entire room’s eyes on you.

“Um, yeah, you might wanna step outside real quick.” You could tell by the look on Tre’s face it was something bad. Real bad.

“Why don’t we all step outside!” Your mother said cheerfully.

“NO!” You and Tre said in unison.

“Watch your tone, you two. We’re going outside, that’s final. Come, Malik,” she said rising from her seat. Malik hopped up excitedly, the rest of the party getting up as well following him.

“Who’s in charge here?” You asked exasperated. You rushed out with your husband and your jaw immediately dropped to the floor.

Parked right next to you and Trevante’s gift to Malik was a brand new cherry red Dodge Charger complete with a fresh set of rims and neon lights illuminating the underside of the vehicle and the interior.

“What the-“

“Happy Birthday Malik!” Your parents chimed in unison tossing him the keys. Malik was having an absolute fit of excitement bouncing up and down while hugging his grandparents. He then ran over and hopped in the car, immediately revving the engine.

“B-But But we-“ you were in a complete state of shock as Trevante rubbed your lower back, trying to calm you down.

“I know, baby” Tre grumbled, kissing the said of your forehead.

“They stole our thunder,” you whined.

“Yep,”

“I didn’t even get to say my speech,” you said in a watery voice, the tears beginning to well in your eyes.

“Hey hey hey, it’s still the little man’s birthday, no tears where he can see em. You wanna go inside?” Tre asked cupping your face.

“No, no. I’ll be okay.” You composed yourself, while Tre rubbed your arms, effectively calming you down but you couldn’t deny you were hurt. Your mother knew you were getting him a car and she’d turned around and done this anyway. It was probably why she’d been so adamant about talking you out of it in the first place.

“Aye what’s this other car here with the bow?” One of Malik friends asked.

“Ughhh....?” Malik looked over to where you and Tre were standing.

“Suprise....” you said dully.

“It’s for me?” He asked, confused.

“Yeah, we see we weren’t the only ones with this gift idea,” Tre chuckled, tossing him the keys.

“Damn, Lik, yo folks got you two whips?! And both them bitches brand new? Oh y’all got MONEY money!” One of his friends exclaimed, clamping him on the shoulder.

“Forreal,” Diane smirked.

“I don’t know what to say....” Malik said looking at the keys.

“You don’t have to say anything, go take it for a spin,” Trevante winked and you elbowed his side.

“He doesn’t have his license yet,”

“He can go get it tomorrow, c’mon baby let him have some fun,” Tre smiled showing you all them pretty ass teeth and you knew you couldn’t say no.

~*~

Later on that night at home, you and Trevante were sipping wine in the kitchen while Malik was putting away the rest of his gifts that could actually fit inside the house. Tre was seated across from you, giving you a foot massage that was out of this world while you downed your second glass that night.

“You really think he enjoyed today?” You asked for what had to be the third time since the dinner party ended.

“Lil man had a blast. You saw him earlier, he couldn’t stop smiling the whole rest of the night,” Tre was right, of course, but you always needed the extra reassurance.

“I’m gonna kill my mother next time I see her,” you said mundanely. Just because you were happy your son enjoyed his birthday did not mean she was off the hook.

“Y/N...”

“Okay okay I’ll settle for never talking her again,” you took another swig of wine.

“Mom... Dad...,” Malik came down the stairs and entered the kitchen. You could tell by his pajamas and sleepy expression he was ready for bed. He was even wearing his new Yeezy’s Trevante had just gifted him, having already vowed earlier he was never gonna take them off.

“Lik Lik...” you reached for your son and he came and sat in your lap like when he was a little kid, only this time he was much heavier. Your feet were still sprawled across Trevante’s thighs so they were really the ones supporting this whole arrangement. He was strong enough to take it though. Hell he was strong enough to pick you, Malik and Cujo up if he wanted to.

“I came down to tell you guys thank you for the car, and my birthday in general,” he yawned, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. Sometimes you didn’t know who was the bigger baby, him or Cujo.

“Your welcome. After all you only turn 16 once.” You smiled. “But you know you’re not keeping both those cars right?”

“Grandpa said legally you couldn’t make me choose,” Malik said, already half asleep.

“Whose the lawyer, me or Grandpa? Plus legally speaking, until your license is acquired and you’re insured, you’d be driving any vehicle unlawfully.” Your words fell on deaf ears as Malik was already fast asleep.

“Seems like just yesterday we were bringing him home from the hospital,” Trevante said, looking at the two of you with nostalgia in his eyes.

“He’s growing like a weed,” you smiled and ruffled his hair. “A weed that’s getting pretty heavy, can you take him? And please remove those ridiculous shoes when you put him down.”

Trevante chuckled as he took his sleeping son from you and began carrying him to his room before stopping and turning at the base of the stairs.

“Aye, meet me in bed in five minutes.”

“What for?” You asked, stretching.

“You been working hard coordinating all this, thought I might show a little gratitude. Love on my baby,” he winked, heading back upstairs.

You had to pick your jaw up off the floor for the second time tonight. You poured yourself another glass of wine, knowing it was about to go straight to your nether regions which were already buzzing with excitement. You knew it was about to be a long night, because when Trevante was feeling a special type of grateful, he could eat it for hours. You found yourself humming as you strolled up the stair grinning ear from ear.

~*~

A/N: sorry I had planned on dropping this weeks ago but life kept getting in the way. Hope y’all enjoyed this and let me know what y’all think!

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high school!mark

request: highschool!mark if u love me plspls

word count: 5.5k

a/n: lucky that I love u anon hehehehe !!!!! also wOW I didnt mean to make this so god damn long itS REALLY JUST THESE GOD DAMN HIGH SCHOOL AUS IM WEAK FOR THEM OKAY. look at this cutie hOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO RESIST

mark, renjun, jeno, donghyuck, jaemin, chenle, jisung

warnings: the usual intermittent cussing and probably an inappropriate joke or two

this au is my Ultimate Weakness it makes me soft as hell alright

………………….

LETS DIVE IN

okay so your mom has a job that forces your family to move around….. A LOT

and while you’ve gotten used to it for the most part it still sucks having to leave people behind and make completely new friends once every couple of years

this time you’re moving to a new school for your SENIOR YEAR and you’re livid

bc like ??? it’s senior year and you have exactly zero (0) friends since you’re new,,, yet again

you Threw A Fit when you found out but your mom was like shut up you ingrate soon you’ll be in college and won’t even have to worry about it

so you, an ingrate, shut up :/

you move in a month before school starts and the house is nice and your room is cute so that’s a plus !!!!!

you hang up some pictures and organize all your cute little trinkets you’ve collected over the years aw

you’ve even got a lil succulent garden growing on your windowsill

ITS CUTE AS HELL OKAY

alright so you’re gonna go explore around town because you , don’t know where anything is and you wanna find some good spots to hang

you take the bus into the middle of town because who tf is tryna drive themselves amirite ladies

support ur local bus driver

anywhom this isn’t a HUGE town but it’s one of those cute towns where you can pretty much walk anywhere you need to go

(god i wish that were me)

so you spend all day just, walkin

you find a library and pick up some books …….

both for decoration and reading okay

and you find a couple of restaurants and write them down to try later along with some coffee shops and whatnot

eventually you’re tired and prolly a lil sweaty bc it’s summer and you’re outside and ugh

so you find a nice big park and a tree and sit down at the base of it to read and mindlessly sketch things in the margins of your book

whEN OUT OF NOWHERE

someone shouts

“HEY WATCH OUT”

and you look up just in time to dodge a sOCCER BALL HURTLING TOWARDS YOUR FACE

it bounces off the tree and rolls a couple feet away

“uhhhh holy shit” - you

you just kind of sit there astonished for 5 seconds before you get up to get the ball and look around for who saved your LIFE

and there’s boy jogging toward you looking extremely embarrassed

you meet him halfway to hand him the ball and he’s like

“oh mY GOD i’m so sorry i told them to settle down but they never listen to me and jisung just ??? doesn’t know how to not take everything seriously and he lost and got pissed and kicked it and we didn’t even kNOW you were over here and also i’m so sorry”

you smile and tell him it’s fine and hand him the ball

you go to get back to your tree and he’s like hey uh you there uh wait up

god he’s awkward

and you turn around to face him with an expectant look

“so um, what’s your name? i haven’t seen you around here before and like in case i ever gotta make this up to you you know ??”

cute

you tell him your name and stick out your hand to shake and he grabs it very hesitantly and tells you his name is mark

he has , very warm hands and they’re only slightly bigger than yours but that’s still cUTE

MARK HAS BABY HANDS I DARE U TO SAY HE DOESNT

he says he hopes you enjoy your book and he’ll make sure the boys don’t disturb you anymore than they already have

you wave as he goes and he gives you a smile over his shoulder and his cheeks are tinged pink and wOw this boy is a cutie patootie

you go back to your reading but now instead of doodling you’re just writing his name or drawing his big doe eyes or his smooth hands

(((((let’s pretend we’re all good at drawing okay god knows i can’t do much more than a stick figure)))))

the boys leave after an hour or two and you leave pretty soon after then because the sun is setting and you gotta be home for dinner

basically your mom wants to make sure you aren’t kidnapped and/or lost in a new town

which, to be fair, is not that unlikely

you have your headphones in and you’re leaned against the bus window half asleep as you go

bitch wake up youRE GONNA MISS YOUR STOP

it’s the same bus driver who saw you get on and honestly there aren’t a lot of people on the bus so he makes sure you get off

“hey you, girl back there, hEY! this is your stop girly”

you thank him profusely and tip him because uhhhh u gotta get home and like Not Lost

you skip home with your bag of books and miscellaneous items you found at the thrift store!!!

you bought a little figurine of a dragon and she’s beautiful her name is saraphina because why not

that’s completely irrelevant i’m so sorry

i have ADHD

anywhom

you walk in and you’re all like hey momma !!! how goes it !!:3

and your mom is Sus™️ because why are you in such a good mood

and you’re like !!! cause i had a good day okay love u bye i’m going to my rOOM

don’t let her question anymore or else she’ll dig out that you met a Cute Boy

you go to your room and get out all your purchases and organize them while you still have the motivation to do so

and yeah

you use one of the blank notes to start like a lil drawing diary of sorts ???? like just to draw stuff in whenever you’re inspired or you see something pretty

and you definitely saw smth pretty today ;))))))))

hint: ITS MARK

you try to draw him from memory but it doesn’t look quite right and like :(((((( how sad is that what if you don’t even see him again

the rest of the month passes pretty quickly in the same fashion

by now you’ve befriended the bus driver and he tells you all the cool secret nooks and crannies of town for you to go find

he’s also your bff pretty much he always tells you about his daughter and all the cute things she does and you just talk about your life in general and he gives you advice

congrats you’ve unlocked Wise Uncle

he gives you directions to this teeny TINY flower shop where you befriend the old lady who works there by bringing a muffin everytime you go by

she trades you for a seasonal flower and makes a big deal out of tucking it behind your ear herself

basically you find all the cute old people in town and make them your friend because.

THATS CUTE

ADDED BONUS OF LIKE 17 PARENT FIGURES TO GIVE YOU ADVICE

this is accidentally straying into art hoe territory i hope y’all are okay w/ that

school is starting really soon and you’re nervous but also used to this so it doesn’t affect you as bad as normally

also you did meet some people so you aren’t going in with no friends but like, pretty close to no friends

on the first day of school you ride the bus and you see ???? mark ????? on your bus ????????

so you get on and do your daily greeting of the bus driver

his daughter lost her first tooth AW

you fake cry and he says “mood” and you lose it because you’re pushing internet culture onto this unsuspecting middle aged man skdkdkkd

you pat him on the shoulder as you walk back to find a seat but there are none because for some reason the bus is busy this early in the morning ????

you wouldn’t know lmao summer sleep schedule had you up at 10 at the earliest

so you go to stand and hold onto one of the poles in the center

(nearby our boy mark LEE)

mark looks up from his phone

these god damn millennials always on that damn phone

and he sees you and he’s like wHOA what’s up uhhh Soccer Ball Girl

and nice you remembered his name bUT HE DIDNT REMEMBER YOURS

but then he’s like nahhhh just kidding i remember ur name hey y/n !!!

you talk otw to school and find out you’re both seniors at the same school and how you’re excited for sports games and like, GRADUATING

mark keeps trying to offer you his seat but you refuse and he pouts everytime you say no :((((

good god just take the seat look at the sad baby boy :((((((((((((

there is an, occurrence

at one point the bus goes over a bump and you stumble a little and mark reaches up to catch you before you literally fall on him

his hands fly out and grab you by the hips to steady you since he’s sitting and you’re standing and he can’t exactly reach your shoulders sO YEA

or at least that’s his explanation in his head huehuehuehe

his hands linger for MAYBE 10 seconds before he whips them back into his pockets and blushes while you thank him

you: are also blushing

the bus driver: completely did that on purpose

when you get off the bus your Second Dad tells you good luck and pats you on the head and mark is like ???? do you know him

and you’re like yeah that’s my man maurice we’re buds

and he’s like ???? i’ve rode that bus all my life to school and i’m not buds with him wtf :/

“srry you’re not as lovable as me!! jealousy is a disease <3”

and he laughs his dorky laugh

you highkey are smiling so big because this boy is so cute and he’s walking close enough that your shoulders brush every once in a while and he has a silly laugh and AW

as you walk into the school marks group of Boys starts waving him over excitedly and he turns in their direction but then stops when he sees you aren’t following

“hey whatcha doin???”

“well uhhh those are Your Boys you know and i’m, i don’t, really, uh they don’t know me”

“aw cmon they’ll love you!!! look ill just introduce you and if they’re terrible and annoying you can leave”

“........ i gue-“

but he’s already grabbed your hand and is pulling you over to them

“sup fellas this is y/n and she just moved here this year so don’t be too overwhelming.”

the smaller one with the highish voice chimes in

“aww but overwhelming is my only setting”

“then just don’t be yourself, chenle”

“heYYY it’s that girl i almost killed in the park !!! so sorry about that by the way”

he introduces them to you one by one and they all shake your hand

jisung is the one with the big ass yaoi hands and also the one who almost ended your young life

jaemin is the one with pretty smile

jeno is the one with the squishy eyes

renjun is the Art Hoe of the group you can just tell

he’s wearing some got damn overalls you gotta befriend him immediately

donghyuck is the one with beautiful skin and a v high voice you’re highkey like hey but can you dROP THE SKINCARE ROUTINE and he’s like “i just wash my face every day xoxo :*”

you quickly learn who is a piece of shit and who isn’t

you figure out who has classes with you and then set off for the day !!

mark has gym and economics with you but those are after lunch :(((

he squeezes your shoulder before he leaves and says good luck though so you’ll survive

you have art with renjun first and this boy is your bestie already

he’s such a sarcastic shit and he too likes drawing random things and vandalizing school textbooks with artistically correct memes

he also has the AUDACITY

“so, you and mark already ;););)(;);)))”

“i uh don’t know what you mean by that”

“you SO do!!!!! you guys walked into school together everyone probably already thinks you’re a thing”

“oh shit really??? ah i feel so bad”

“is that a bad thing???”

“i mean yeah i’m not tryna Tarnish mark’s reputation”

“that is some self hatred bs he would be lucky to have you !!!!”

“renjun you don’t even know me that well yet”

“i know enOUGH”

you just uhh change the subject which renjun def notices but like

who cares

renjun apparently also goes to the same flower shop as you !!!

you find out because you see him drawing the front of it and you’re like heY i’ve been there my girl edna works there !!!!! she insist i call her grandma tho

and he’s all oh sHIT that’s my girl too !!!!!!

long story short edna is now your shared grandmother

now THAT is some uwu shit

you go about your day and it’s lunchtime and yOU uh don’t know where to sit :(

you see a girl that you met who works at the little coffee shop you like so you set off in her direction and you’re almost there when jeno and jaemin walk up and sling an arm around your shoulder from either side

“hEY BUDDY” -jeno

“SUP SQUIRT” -jaemin

and they start steering you in another direction towards their own table

“god of all nicknames you had to give me sQUIRT”

“yes it’s because you’re cute and small like squirtle”

“that’s a god damn reach if i’ve ever seen one but okay”

you get there and they practically TOSS you into the seat next to mark

he winces and gives you and apologetic pat on the back before starting the conversation

“alright so who actually did the summer reading”

as the table bursts into Absolute Ruckus you just kind of sit back and watch

mark notices you being quiet and while renjun and chenle are arm wrestling he leans over to quietly be like

“hey you doin okay over there? are they too much”

“oh not at all i’m just takin it in lmao”

“yeah that’s understandable. they’re easily the most entertaining group of people you’ll ever meet but also i’ve wanted to strangle every single one of them at least once”

“what are you 30??? you talk about them like you’re their mom”

“i mean someone’s gotta do it”

you and mark talk all throughout lunch and head to gym together since that’s next

exercising right after eating ??? sounds like a GREAT plan thanks so much public school system !!!!

you go to pull out your bag of gym clothes but ??? all you’ve got is shorts ?????

S H I T

you start whining because you’re like aWW i’m gonna get in trouble :(((((

and he’s like here i have like 12 shirts in here because i always bring too many and then leave some when i got soccer practice i gotchu

(he gives you the clean shirt that hasn’t been sitting in his locker <3333 what a guy)

you thank him proFUSELY and then go to the girls locker room to change

the shirt is too big and you don’t wanna look like a Bag so you tie a lil knot in it in the front

you don’t look like a thot tho you just look Cute As Fuck

some girl in the locker room lets you borrow a hair tie and off we go !!!

it’s the first day so everyone literally just stretches and sits around talking

you’ve hashtag LOST mark and you don’t have any friends yet so you’re just chillin talking to the girl who gave you a hair tie because she seems nice and you got nothin better to do

you’re explaining to her how to take care of a succulent /properly/ when mark catches a basketball that was headed right for you yelling a watch it !!!! over his shoulder

he turns to you and giggles a little, nudging your foot with his

“you’re just a danger magnet aren’t you”

“i mean danger is my middle name so”

“uGH get your ass over here away from all those freshman hoodlums who think they can play”

you wave bye to your friend because there’s literal fear in her eyes at the sight of mark ??

you ask her what’s wrong later and she’s like oh it’s not him i just have a crippling fear of boys

(that’s a mood)

you and mark pass a volleyball back and forth and fuck around pretty much all period

this is actually the one (1) sport he isn’t good at thank GOD you were worried he had no flaws

at the end of the class you ask him if he wants his shirt back and he says, and i quote,

“nah you and your thot knot can keep it, looks cuter on you anyways”

you smack his arm for calling you a thot but then thank him anyways for the shirt and for calling you cute :))))))))

econ passes the same way except normal clothing and no sports

although mark does throw a wadded up piece of paper on you that says u want 2 hang w the boys n me after school ? if yes then breathe if no do a backflip

this headass boy

you throw it back so it bounces off his forehead and then nod to confirm you will

you don’t have any of the boys in your last class and you don’t where to meet up so you just kind of loiter by your locker since jeno’s is pretty close to yours and maybe they’ll meet here ????

luckily jisung spots you and is like hey what r u doin here aren’t u hanging with us after school??? cmon

you follow him out to the parking lot where they’re all gathered around jeno and jaemins vehicles because apparently they’re the only ones with actual cars

rip

they start waving too excitedly when they see you and mark smiles all big

wooOOO baby boy already has a crush on you :3

they’ve apparently already decided to go to chenles house because apparently he’s fuckin loaded

you don’t believe that for a sECOND because he’s wearing crocs and an old ass polo shirt but

we’ll see

you mark and renjun ride with jaemin while the Babies ride with jeno since he is able to ignore them being crackheads in the backseat and drive his vehicle without crashing

apparently they’ve cause multiple vehicular accidents ??? possibly the reason renjun doesn’t have a car ???????

who knows

y’all have a blast in jaemins car tho playing tokyo drift from the third fast and furious movie if u haven’t heard that shit plEASE GO LISTEN WHAT A SONG HEHEHHEHHEHE

you pull into this BIG ASS house and you’re like no fucking way dude

and everyone else in the car simultaneously says

“i know right ???”

y’all pull in and go inside and it’s real nice holy SHIT

chenle comes in cackling followed closely be jisung and more sedately by jeno who looks ready to fckin die

you pat him on the shoulder and go you did well, soldier

he salutes solemnly before breaking out into the smile

y’all know the one

you UWU right there on the spot but hold yourself back from poking his cheek and cooing

chenle then SCREECHES and yells

“WHO IS TRYNA PLAY JUST DANCE”

and everyone crowds into his living room

somehow the couch is big enough to fit all of you comfortably that’s fckin impressive

you play just dance for 3 whole ass hours and now you’re Tired and Ready To Go Home

there’s a bus stop nearby and you insist upon walking since jaemin already have you a ride here and you didn’t even have gas money to give him :(((

mark goes to since you have to catch the same bus

you hum as you skip around the sidewalk and he walks behind you smiling fondly while you twirl around

he recognizes the song and whistles along and wow !!!!

Harmony™️

when you get to the stop you’re like 5 mins early

so to entertain yourselves you play rock paper scissors and each time the winner gets to flick the loser on the forehead

mark is a sweet boy so he flicks softly but you go all out

wouldn’t be surprised if he had a bruise tmrw girly u need to chill

you sit on the bus together when it arrives since there’s actually room now and he slumps down low until his head is pretty much rested on your shoulder

(our man maurice sees and is like GET IT GIRL but only so you notice and you make threatening hand motions at him)

you’re not sure if he’s asleep so you stay extra still just in case

and no one needs to know you rested your cheek on top of his head

but when it gets to your stop you’re like mark? mark lee??? mork ???? wake up ??? and you nudge him a little with your shoulder and he sits up and rubs his eyes aW

he slow blinks at you and goes

“hm?”

and you’re like i uh gotta go now

and he’s like :/// okay i’ll see you tomorrow and stands up and gives you a half hug before you go

maurice is DYING in the front you’re going to kill him

you walk home with a smile on your face and again your mom is suspicious of your good mood but you’re like aw it’s nothin just had a good day at school made lots of friends !!!!!!

as summer turns into fall you make more friends but you mostly hang out with the boys because they’re funny and nice to you and also Mark is there and we love our boy

you guys all attend football games together and go absolutely ALL OUT for whatever the theme is

for example: the theme was halloween and you all dressed as god damn SMURFS

it was legendary there was not one bit of you all that wasn’t covered in blue paint

jisung almost fought some girl who thought he was from the movie Avatar until everyone was like jisung cHILL OUT ITS NOT HER FAULT YOURE VERY TALL AND COMPLETELY BLUE

and well

can’t argue with that

it gets chillier though so you all bring blankets and cuddle most of the games

all of the boys suspiciously aren’t cold at first until you and mark share a blanket

they’re so obvious GOD

with each time y’all share you get more relaxed around each other until eventually mark has one arm slung around you and your legs are hooked over one of his thighs while y’all Snuggle

renjun waggles his eyebrows at you every five minutes and you discreetly give him the finger every time

little ASSHOLE

college applications are due like. right now

you all apply to a nice university close by as a backup/safe place and then apply to more brazy places just to see if you can get in

everyone’s been real stressed lately so you’re like !!!!! hey imma throw a friendsgiving party !!! yeehaw !!!!!!!!!

and you invite all of them over

“everyone bring smth and i’ll bake a ham or smth,,, i swear to GOD if all of you show up with store-bought pumpkin pie. i will kill you and then myself”

“what’s with you and pumpkin pie?”

“jUST. don’t”

((((srry i’m projecting my hatred of pumpkin pie onto u reader heheehehheh))))

everyone comes over and it’s really chilly so you have a fire in the fireplace and you have a couple of your gal pals over too

your mom is nice enough to leave y’all alone for the night and she’s not hurt since it’s not real thanksgiving

we stan moms

you bring out the ham and someone has brought green beans and mark ,,,, tHAT ANGEL he brought cornbread stuffing do y’all know what i’m talking abt

OOO THAT STUFF IS GOOD

and there’s sweet potatoes and apple pie and all the Thanksgiving Essentials

jisung wanted to be a dick so he brought cranberry jelly

“why don’t you have some:) cranberry preserves:) , jisung” -you, every 30 seconds

everyone sits down to eat and it’s LOUD so you’re like shut UP !!!!!!!!!!

“every1 say smth ur thankful for :3333”

“my family !!!!”

“you guys <3”

“awW BOOO” - everyone, while throwing things at jaemin

“my life !!”

“that i’m happy”

“gay” -chenle

“minecraft”

anyways no one took it seriously until it got to mark

“i’m grateful y/n moved here :))))))”

everyone goes KSKDDIDI and you blush and you’re like okay ily mark JSKKD

everyone EATS A LOT and then you go sit in a pile in the living room

you go to make hot chocolate for everyone and when you come back it’s , interesting how there’s only room for you next to mark . hm

you pass out the hot chocolate and everyone reaches Maximum Sleepytime

at this point you’re too tired to give a fuck and you just flop onto the couch next to mark and curl up into his side

he puts his arm around you to pull you close and this mf presses a tiny barely there kiss to your temple

you look up and like talk with your eyes

did u just

i did

yeah

and then you just settle back down

it’s too crowded in here for any Moves to be Made

bUT YALL BEST BELIEVE WHEN ALL THESE YOUNGINS GET OUT UR HOUSE

you’ve got the karate kid on bc ??? who doesn’t love the karate kid and all of your cutie friends are asleep in various places

but once it gets super late you start waking people up and going hey i love you but your mom called mine like 8 times you gotta gO

you make sure everyone is awake fully if they’re driving and to text you when they got home safe

at long last

you’re alone

in your house

with mark

actually where is mark

mark has disappeared ?????

you start looking around for him and find him in your room ???

“you snoopin thru my things ??!?!??”

he jumps and is like uHH but you’re like nah you’re fine idc

so he continues and he was really just lookin at what kind of books you have and the little drawings and paintings and knick knacks everywhere

you just sit on your bed and observe him

let’s be real he’s nice to look at and you’d be perfectly fine doing this for uhhh the rest of your life

he pulls a book off your shelf and starts flipping through it until he pauses at a page

and his face blooms into this big smile and he looks hella giddy

and you’re like uhh hey whatcha lookin at there bud

and he just keep smiling and it’s a little smug now wtf

“when were you reading this?”

“oh uh i don’t know i got it this summer at that cute little bookshop”

“was it, by chance, the day we met?”

“i mean maybe??? why ????”

and he shows you the page and it’s tHAT oNE WHERE YOU WERE DOODLING BITS OF HIM AND WRITING HIS NAME ALL OVER IT

FUCK !!!!!!!

you immediately turn tomato red and snatch the book in to hold it tightly to your chest

“uhhh i do that with uhhhh eVerYONE I MEET”

“aw i thought i was special:((((”

he’s creeping closer to you this whole time until he’s INCHES AWAY

he gently pulls the book out of your hands and places it aside before grabbing your wrists and uncrossing your arms

“personally, i think it’s really cute”

you blush even more this man knows what he’s doing

you mumble a thanks with your eyes trained on his fuzzy socks what a dork

he releases one of your wrists to push your chin up so he can look you in the eyes

“do you really do that with everyone you meet?”

“,,,,,,, no it’s just you”

“alright cool”

and then he wraps his arms around your waist to pull you close til you’re pressed together chest to chest AW

he nudges his nose against yours and you close your eyes because your god daMN HEART IS POUNDING AND YOU CANT LOOK DIRECTLY INTO THOSE BIG PUPPY EYES

he presses the sweetest and gentlest of kisses to each cheek and then to the top of your nose

he presses one last lingering kiss on your forehead before he tilts his chin down to press your lips together

it’s so soft and innocent wow i’m going to SHED TEARS WRITING THIS

and he pulls away and you press your face into his neck in embarrassment

he chuckles a lil and rubs your back, leaning his cheek against your head

“hey, you down there”

you say “yeah?” but your voice is muffled by his neck and it’s more like eh ???

“my girlfriend y/n will you be ???”

what the fuck

you pull your head back so you can look at his face which is turning steadily redder

“uh what”

“shIT uh i meant will you uh bemygirlfriend”

your confused expression turns into a shit eating grin and you’re like

“what was that :)))) i didn’t hear you :)))))”

he groans and rests his forehead on your shoulder and pitifully whines out

“please be my girlfriend :(((((“

you pick his face up and hold it between your palms and he pouts playfully

“well how could i say no to that face”

and you smooch him right on those lil pouted lips

“yes i’ll be your girlfriend”

he smiles real big and smooshes you against him aw

wow so now you’re mark lee’s gf

LUCKY BITCH

lowkey you get a few threats but as soon as mark catches wind of that he stands on the statue in front of the school and announces that if anyone has a problem with you they’ve got a problem with him !!!!

and he looks like: ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

you drag him down while apologizing to everyone in the general vicinity

mark is. veRY CLINGY NOW

i mean no complaints here it’s just

wow

you’ll be standing at your locker when BAM mark is wrapped around you from behind and you get a hey baby how’s ur day right in your ear

in gym class he restrains himself since the coaches are always like LEE KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF

but he always whines after and is like

:((((( but you look so cute in my shirt i wanna squish you

whenever mark comes over you force him to let you draw him at least once

each time it gets easier since you’ve started to memorize the details of his face and the knuckles of his hands and the shape of his shoulders

a lot of times he just comes over to watch movies and talk

he’s not an eloquent guy

(“you all look like pretty grass :)))” - mark lee)

but he gets what he needs to say out and he enjoys listening to you talk about whatever’s on your mind

you’ve started a glow in the dark star sticker collection to put on your ceiling and each time he comes over you put a constellation up there

so you’ll lay in bed and turn off the lights and just stare at the ceiling and try to name them all

soon you’ll just get sleepy though and press your face into his chest

he uwu’s every time :((((

after he’s done being astonished by his Baby™️ he’ll wrap his arms around you and stroke a hand up and down your spine wow

Real Relaxation Hours

your mom will come home and find y’all asleep and then SHE uwu’s and it’s just one big cute MESS

he loves to kiss you right as he’s leaving like he’ll lay one on you then RUN to the bus stop

p.s. maurice is on y’all every day saying he called it AY

his other favorite kisses are when he catches you off guard and just turns you around and kisses you and you’re like

I’m Confused But I Like This

lots of sweet pecks throughout the day and then longer slower stuff when you’re home and alone and relaxing

leaves hickeys on your neck literally just to be annoying

it’s oKAY THO DONT TELL HIM YOU LIKE IT

months pass and youve said your first “i love you’s” to each other and renjun is always like so when y’all gettin married huh

you both SMACK him simultaneously

but lowkey you would marry mark he’s the best and you love him so wHY NOT

but it’s early and you know that and you’re happy with what you have now :))))))

pls love and support our hardworking baby mark lee he is doing his best and i love him goodnight

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haikyuu-imagines-and-others · 7 years

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Sup~ could you make headcanons for the seijouh 3rd years with a smol a lil chubby s/o who's often really insecure about herself, please? :3

Awww please know that you are beautiful sweetie! And any boy anywhere would LOVE to tell you the same! Especially the Seijoh boys lol They’re a very affectionate bunch! Thanks for requesting! - Admin Satori

Oikawa Tooru:

Do you really think this boy is anyone to talk about being insecure????? He lives behind like 6 personas in order to survive!!!!!

He’s the perfect guy to talk to about being insecure… because he’s literally the same, so the two of you have really deep conversations - no matter the time of day

“_____-chan? Do you think I would look better if I wore clothes like Iwa-chan?”

Instead of focusing on your own insecurities, you’ll have to focus on his - they’re far bigger and broader than yours, and in a way you’re a little thankful that taking care of him takes the attention off of you

But that doesn’t stop the topics being brought up now and then

“You really shouldn’t be so insecure, ______… You’re absolutely beautiful… Amazing… Funny… Perfect… I’m, honestly, surprised someone like you would look my way… And see me for me.”

Crying sessions are almost a weekly thing for y’all - misery loves company, and Oikawa provides very much to that saying

Of course, you focus on making yourself, and your boyfriend, feel better, and he does the same for you - both of you become stronger and stronger and realize how amazing you both are

“I haven’t had an anxiety attack in almost 3 weeks, ______-chan!”

And when your boyfriend is doing good, so are you - meaning you start feeling better about yourself

Now and there one of you will have a fall out, end up breaking down, having panic or anxiety attacks, feeling like you’re not good enough, feeling like he’ll never succeed, feeling that darkness coming back

But when that starts to happen, the other will swoop in and be the knight or princess in shining armor and save them - you’re each others rocks, and the world will bow to the power you two wield within yourselves and with each other

Iwaizumi Hajime:

He’s more of a hands-on kind of guy, and he has his own insecurities

If you’re feeling particularly bad about yourself, his solution is usually exercise - it helps him clear his head and maybe it could help you!

Yuck, exercising, I hear ya - so if you’re not into that mess, he’ll gladly pull you into his arms and tell you all the things he loves about you

“You have no need to be insecure, ______. You’re beautiful, perfect in every way.”

He knows that no matter how many times he says it, your demons won’t listen - so he tries by his own methods

Will take you out on date nights, every night, go shopping with you even though he hates it, spends the entire weekend with you wrapped in his arms and curled in tons of blankets

When you’re feeling particularly down - he’ll indulge you in his own grievous insecurity so you feel you’re not alone

“I’m… I don’t really like… how I look… I’m not as… Uh… good looking? As Oikawa…. Never have been…”

What an eyeopener! Your boyfriend, who was so indifferent to being ignored by girls before you came along, was really jealous of the fan club Oikawa seemed to have gained

Now that you both know each others insecurities, it’s easier for the two of you to heal with each other

“Want me to show you how much I love you for how you are?”

He’s more of a hands-on kind of guy anyway ;D Long nights are usually on the schedule

Matsukawa Issei:

While he is known as one of the two meme kings, he’s very serious when it comes to insecurities

He won’t make your insecurities a big deal - won’t really act like anything is wrong unless you actually tell him

He kind of assumes that you’re able to handle it well enough on your own - but when you come to him with those insecurities, he knows it’s gotten serious and will spend all his time with you

“Want me to go get all the ice cream we can eat?”

Super chill, doesn’t mind wasting away on the couch with you or laying in bed and dreaming together

Will do a little something every day to make you see how perfect you are to him

“Hm.. Did you want to sleep in today or did you want to go out on a date?”

Won’t let go of your hand the entire time you two are out of the house, walks proudly by your side, and stares back at anyone that he catches blatantly looking at you

Over time, you start to realize that your insecurities are kind of silly while dating Matsukawa… because he doesn’t see you for what you’re worried about - he sees all of you, you for who you really are

“Have I told you recently how much I love you?”

When you have your ultra lows, he’s a little more talkative than usual and actually does the most of the talking for you while you’re not feeling yourself

Even when you do get in your lows, he’s right there beside you, holding your hand, stroking your hair back, letting you go through your lows but having you know you’re not alone - he’s right there beside you

Hanamaki Takahiro:

Being the second of the meme king squad, he’s less serious about such a topic

In fact, he really hates seeing you so downtrodden and tries to cheer you up in any way he can think of

Meaning you’re the victim of a few pranks

“Oh my God! Babe! Hahaha! Nice going ther-… Wait… A-are you crying? Wha.. No.. I-I’m sorry!”

Immediately realizes that pranks aren’t going to solve anything, so puts all his prank things away and focuses on trying to make you feel better - especially after he’d made you cry

But he knows you appreciate laughing as much as he does, so he tries to crack small jokes now and then, gauging your reaction as he goes

“Hey, sweets, how do fish get high?…. Seaweed.”

That was such an awful joke, you gave him a deadpan stare and he laughed not only at his own joke but also at your expression

Won’t stop throwing out terrible jokes until you finally crack and show him one of your smiles, and he feels like he’s falling in love all over again

“I’m sorry… about earlier, _____… I thought it would make you feel better to laugh…”

While his actions were rude and mean, his heart was in the right place, so it’s easy to forgive him

After you’ve told him about your insecurities, he’s very understanding and wont make fun of you for it - in fact, he avoids any of his jokes that have your insecurities involved

#admin Satori #haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! Headcanons #Oikawa Tooru #Iwaizumi Hajime #Matsukawa Issei #Hanamaki Takahiro

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sept-dix · 7 years

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soulmate! au (bae jinyoung)

summary: soulmate! au with baejin in which he’s still an idol who’s part of wanna one a/n: requested

so how it works is that soulmates share emotions

kind of

whenever your soulmate is feeling any type of extreme emotion, you feel it too

and vice versa

and apparently, according to everyone around you who had already met their own soulmates, you’ll just know when you meet yours?

apparently you’re supposed to feel like a rush of a range of emotions when you meet them for the first time, and you just know in your heart that you’ve met them

or whatever

sounds kinda sketchy to you but ok

anyways the one thing you’re thankful for is that whoever your soulmate was seemed to be relatively emotionless lol

he seemed to rarely feel any type of way extremely enough that you felt it too

most of the time growing up, you’d just feel a random sense of joy now and then

of course there were times when he got sad and angry too but those times were rare

but tbh you kind of felt bad for him bc although you were generally an optimistic and happy person, you’re also super short-tempered

so there must have been times when your soulmate who was having a perfectly good and happy day must have gotten fricking irritated out of nowhere

so you always make a mental note to yourself to apologise to him when you two finally meet lol

ok anyways things were going smoothly for about the first 15 years of your life

until suddenly you started to feel super down all the time?

like on some days you’d be going to school, doing your work, hanging out with your friends, doing whatever you usually do but there’d always be this dull ache and sort of.. hopelessness? at the back of your mind

it started out with you feeling this way for like 1 or 2 days in a few weeks but the frequency started increasing to the point where you were feeling like this almost every other day

the reason why you were feeling this way should have been obvious to you but for some reason you just couldn’t figure it out

guess it’s like how people sometimes miss what’s right under their nose

you try to think of reasons why you were feeling this way because honestly everything in your life was going relatively fine and you weren’t particularly having any big problems

you were having a particularly bad day once when you were hanging out with your friends and they notice

so they start asking you about it and once you confess that you have no idea why you’re so lost

they’re like “omg y/n... it’s obvious isn’t it? it’s your soulmate”

and it suddenly hits you and you’re like oh wtf....

and you get a little overwhelmed bc for some reason you’re thinking about how if you were already feeling so low all the time, your soulmate who was the actual person feeling the full force of the emotions must be going through such a hard time

what’s he going through that makes almost every other day so confusing and hard for him? assuming he’s around your age, he’s kinda young to have gone through anything too horrible

the thought breaks your heart

in fact you somehow feel so bad for him that you start tearing up

your friends are like oh y/n :((((

one thing you hate about all this though is that sometimes your own emotions get buried under your soulmates’

like now and then you feel sad or down because of your own life but because your soulmate was feeling that way pretty often you don’t even know whether you’re the one who’s sad or if it’s your soulmate

and this means you can’t even take care of yourself properly

the inherent flaw in the system tskkk

anyways after a few days one of your friends invites all of you over to her house to like hang out

and one of your friends is having a super bad day bc of her soulmate

wtf this kind of thing makes you hate the soulmate system so much because if one person is already sad then why does the universe have to double the feeling and increase the negativity index in the world? smh

in fact you’re so angry about it that you tell yourself to calm down bc if not your soulmate’s gonna feel it lol

so in order to cheer up your friend your other friend suggests you guys watch the second season of produce 101 which had started airing a while ago

and you’re all eager to agree bc y’all loved the first season

so you guys marathon the first few episodes of broduce and even from the first episode you have your eyes set on the mmo boys

i mean how could you not they are literally talking every five seconds

and their performance of A is not too bad and you’re especially interested in the guy with the pink hair like you think he dances super well

so this means that while watching the show you should be most affected by daniel right since you’re the most impressed by him?

wronggg

there’s this other trainee called baejin who looks super shy and anxious throughout the first few episodes and for some reason your heart breaks every time they show him struggling

like you empathise with him so much that you feel like you almost know exactly how he must feel?

you don’t even know much about this guy but you can tell how unsure and hesitant he is

as the weeks pass it becomes a tradition for you and your friends to come together every friday night and watch broduce together (where can i get friends like these lol)

you’re kind of surprised because in the episode where daniel gets ranked last in his sorry sorry team and the disappointment shines through in his eyes despite his smile

you’re more concerned and curious about what’s gonna happen to baejin

so like although you claim to your friends that daniel is your one pick they all know that it’s baejin lmao

as the episodes pass you are sooo glad and proud to see him gaining confidence

when you guys are watching the final episode and baejin is the center for hands on me you actually cRY because of how happy and proud you are

and when it’s announced that he’s going to debut? there are no words to explain how happy and relieved you are bc ur FAV MADE IT!!!

but as you’re watching the ending moments of the last episode and it’s late into the night and all your friends including yourself are sobbing messes

suddenly there’s a thought that sneaks its way into your mind

tbh you weren’t really feeling all sad and low recently? especially in the past few weeks

and it’s just that of course all of you guys were pretty emo about broduce but you were so particularly invested and focused on baejin

and considering the fact that you weren’t one to get so emotional about stuff like survival shows

you feel like it’s almost as if,,,,,,

never mind, you shut yourself up before you can even entertain the thought because it’s a ridiculous one and your friends would probably laugh at you if you voiced it out loud

so you just let it go and cry happy tears for baejin that night and a little bit more for your original fav daniel who has risen to the status of a king and a little more sad tears for jonghyun & the rest

anyways so yeah the days go on as usual after that and you get so busy with school stuff that you don’t really have time to pay too much attention to wanna one stuff

so like around a month later you’re with your friends as always hanging out when one of your friends is like

“hey guys i think wanna one just released their debut mv wanna watch”

and you guys are like hell yeah

so you watch

and the thing is??? you haven’t seen baejin for so long despite being so attached to him bc you’re so busy but the moment he appears on the screen again you’re so overwhelmed bc wtHECK you love this boy

you’re so happy watching them at their debut showcon

and you’re like wow i’m gonna be this boy’s fan forever he’s so talented and amazing and handsome and funny etc etc etc the list goes on 4ever

but as you’re thinking that there’s the other thought creeping into your mind again and you’re troubled

you think about it for a while

and decide that the only way to understand it is if you could meet him

which is nearly impossible because he’s a fricking superstar

but,,, they’re having their first fansign soon and although you don’t have enough money to like buy hundreds of albums to guarantee yourself a spot in it

you decide that maybe you could apply with just one album

if you got in, then it was the universe trying to make something happen

sounds kinda stupid and highly unlikely even to you but you have nothing to lose so you buy that album

((you get daehwi’s photocard lmao))

when the announcement for who got in is up you’re super anxious and you open the website and ???!!!!!

!?!?!!??!

your name is there??!!

you have to rub your eyes and squint a little to make sure that you’re not hallucinating but yes, your name is right there

you are overwhelmed to say the least

like you had no idea what to make of this because??? you literally bought ONE album?????? this has to be a joke

you know you should be grateful and thanking the lords for the miracle because that’s what this was - a damn miracle

and beyond that you’d never actually expected to make it this far but now that you’re here you have no idea what to do next

like you’re Actually gonna be meeting baejin (at the back of ur mind you’re kinda feeling lightheaded at the thought of daniel up close but mmm yeah)

and you want time to slow down so you can slowly plan everything out but of course not

time moves the fastest when you want it to pause

so when the day comes you spend like 3 whole hours getting ready with the help of your friends who are screaming at you because they can’t believe your luck

you don’t dare to tell them the actual reason behind why you applied bc you’re embarrassed lol

but anyways everything else passes in a blur and before you know it you’re inside the tiny fansign venue and the 11 members are right there in front of you

you purposely avoid looking at baejin bc it makes you super anxious and you’re afraid to do it but you do get a little distracted from your original intentions by the other members lol

after all you were a fan of them all

soon you’re queuing up to go talk to them and baejin is towards the middle of the members

you don’t even remember what you talked about with the first few members but once you get to baejin

and look at him

and he looks up at you and says hi?

you

are

floored

for a fleeting second you wonder if this was the feeling of being starstruck

but you look at him and..,,

why does he look starstruck too

“hi! what’s your name?”

he manages out after a second but his voice is kinda shaky and his wide eyes stay on yours

and you try to reply him but you can’t because your voice has run away

and after a second he just puts down the marker and looks at you with his eyes full of so many different emotions

and as cliched as it sounds, in that moment you know

after a few moments of silence you somehow manage to choke out your name

and baejin somehow manages to write it out and sign your album

just as he finishes signing and opens his mouth as if to finally say something, the security behind him looks over and gestures for you to move on to the next member

and your mind is telling your feet to move but somehow you stay rooted to the spot looking at baejin who looks like he has so many things to say

but in the end the security ends up asking you to move again and this time you do

you can’t say anything to the rest of the members because you are sooo conflicted like first of all??? baejin

second of all?? was this the end? you hadn’t even managed to say anything to him

so the rest of the time is a daze and the reality only hits you when you’re back at your seat

and you see him looking at your direction several times

you’re panicking though because you’ve missed your only chance to talk to him so how is anything gonna work out after this?

but suddenly you remember what your mother always told you about these things

if it’s meant to happen, it’ll happen. the universe will find a way to make it happen

surely enough, when the fansign wraps up and everyone leaves

you’ve just stepped out of the door when a burly big man comes towards you

“excuse me, is this y/n?”

one second you’re lowkey scared but you nod anyway

“i’m sorry, could you come back in for a second? bae jinyoung asked for you. i believe it’s something important”

drop me an ask or message me to tell me what u think! thank uuuu for reading <3

ps requests are open

#bae jinyoung #bae jinyoung scenarios #bae jinyoung imagines #wanna one #wanna one imagines #wanna one scenarios #produce 101 scenarios #produce 101 #produce 101 imagiens #p101 #kang daniel

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ivanaskye · 7 years

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y’all need yet more Elrond fic (so, pt. 3 I guess), ft. Gil-galad

(sorry not sorry. chapter one is here and chapter two is here. yes I know this is supposed to be my professional tumblr wtf happened to me.)

It is night, it is deep night, and I remember the sunrise, I remember the sunset, I remember it all! Every light of every star and every position of the sun and my father, my father now long set from the sky but still traversing across it each evening and morning, the very last Silmaril on the helm of his ship—all of it!

The wind blows in my hair now, as I run down a hill near the sea. I know, I know that I should sleep, and I love to wrap my memories around me—but there is so much to experience! There is so much to feel and see, here and now, with my eyes and heart changed, although not changed at all—in my core, I must have always wanted this, there is no other way I could have chosen it, but now it is, and I want it all, even though I will never run out of this life.

Never, never—I will never!

So I am grinning, and doing more besides as I run back up the hill to run down it again, and again—I am practicing. It is said Elves are more graceful than Men. I am trying to learn if this is true. Do my legs now hold more skill and balance than they once did? It seems that maybe, maybe it is so; but I will have to try running down the hill a few more times to be sure.

And so I do, I do, the wind rushing in my hair and the stars rushing in my eyes, so bright, so bright; were they this bright before? No, I know with near-certain clarity, they were not—for my eyes now find light in the dark so much easier. This Kindred is of the stars, I have always been told, and now I am too, I am too—

—I am of the stars, and I did not expect to find myself met with obstruction. The front of my body has hit something, something moving, and—

“Having fun there, Elrond?”

I almost blush in embarrassment. That voice that I hear is the voice of Gil-galad, who, well, I would not be surprised if judged me for this.

And yet, is not holding onto joy much the same thing as standing by it, even in the face of one you halfway want to fear?

“Yes,” I defiantly say to him, stepping back and looking up with strength.

He smiles at me and inclines his head to the side; this surprises me. “That is good,” he says, “for indeed I had hoped that you would enjoy your choice.”

I want to pout and look to the side, the way both I and my brother so often do when confronted; but I am not a child, not anymore. So instead I stare right into his face, making certain there is strength in my expression and my posture. “Of course I am enjoying it,” I said.

All he does is laugh again, and I have to wonder if I look like some kind of repentant-yet-strong elfling, adorable and yet also worthy of pride. Perhaps that is what I am, now.

“Why are you up, I wonder?” I decide to ask, smiling back at him.

“You know full well I could ask the same of you,” he says with a smile. Something in his shoulder and arm twitches, and I realize that he is almost reaching to put an arm behind my back, before seemingly thinking better of it. “Would you like to walk together?” He asks.

I acquiesce to this request, deciding that it is probably worth getting to know this [elf-lord]. “I am just getting used to things,” I say as we start strolling among the young [aspens] which have sprung up quickly after all the destruction this landscape has so recently endured.

“Things,” he echoes.

“I think you know what I mean,” I say.

“I do,” he says. “But I might like to hear it from you? I’d rather you not fear me, Peredhil; I would like to know who you are, beyond just a list of your accomplishments in the war.”

“My brother accomplished more than I,” I say with a shrug, although of course no bitterness—I was glad, glad, and so lucky, to see all the ways in which he pulled through.

“Still,” he says as I close my eyes to better take in the sound of crunching leaves under my feet.

“And I am not afraid of you,” I say, a little late. “I just don’t know how to act when you come near. I don’t know whether you seek something of me, or whether you rightly even should—something of my growth, maybe?”

He laughs yet again. “Ah, the true measure of growing up. I seem like I should be an authority or mentor figure, to you, but you no longer need one—well, perhaps, in my mind a mentor can always be of use, but still, but still! You do not know whether to see me as an equal or something else, nor do you know what I see of you.”

“I’m afraid you have the right of it,” I say.

“Well, let it be known, then, that although I do rather clearly see you as younger than myself, you are not a child in my eyes—I would offer advice, yes, if you wanted it, but I also would simply offer companionship. I can’t help but be curious about you and your brother, for you have had an opportunity only six others ever had before.”

“Six others who I’m related to,” I comment.

“Exactly,” he says. “And you were more in the middle of it than any of them ever were, hm? You were never one Kindred or the other, and so your choice says nothing of your past ancestry, and everything of you.”

“And what of you?” I ask. “Would you have chosen the same, to be as you are now?”

He smiled, and I suspected what he was about to say before he said it. “I do not know, and that is rather selfishly why I wish to get to know you. Maybe then I will better be able to imagine what I would have done in your place, and what kind of person I truly am.”

“That is not a bad,” I respond. I close my eyes and nearly without thinking remember the patterns of starlight I’ve just seen. “Or so I would say.”

“One day I hope you will learn to have the confidence to treat all others as your peers!” Gil-galad says, a smile in his voice. I open my eyes to see that he has nearly the exact same smile as I had imagined, except with more creasing around the eyes—I’ve gotten too used to predicting my brother’s expressions, which I of course know as well as my own heart.

I smile in return; he is right, and it would be good to find a way to be his friend. “It’s almost as if I’ve gotten younger, since,” I comment. “This age is nothing, compared to so many of my kind now—and yet my brother is well of the age to be a venerated leader of his!”

Gil-galad laughs, gently. “Your situation is like none Arda has before seen.”

I smile and incline my head. “Indeed.”

Silence passes between us as we walk forward, slow and aimless and under the stars. My eyes trace the shadows and the way they mix with fallen leaves; and I know with a softer, easier smile that I will remember the look of it forever. My smile widens, my eyes closing; forever! I will be and I will remember, forever!

It rises in me and I want to laugh with it, with the remembered sounds of tiny streams running to the sea. And in fact I find that I do laugh, but only gently, as soft as a whisper.

“Not something I said, I take it,” Gil-galad says.

“My apologies,” I say, “but no.”

“No apology is necessary,” he says and pauses, glancing to the sky. “I wonder, is there anything I could do to make you more comfortable around me? I do not seek to be intimidating.”

The trees pass around us as we walk by, and we turn between them at an angle I haven’t done so before. And of course that reveals what I maybe should have expected: the sight of the sea.

I sigh. “Beleriand,” I say under my breath, as if I could not say it.

“I know,” Gil-galad says gently; we have stopped walking, we are standing here between the trees. He turns to me and smiles, though there is sadness clear in his eyes. “We are inheritants of a lost people, of a drowned country, of a broken past. How are we then to move forward? How are we to provide anything - be it direction or comfort or love - to a people who have so long been crying? Do you hear them, Elrond? Do you hear them cry and scream?”

I hold onto all feelings too tight — have chosen to, have promised to — to flinch at his words. They are pain, they feel like pain, but they are bright and as deep as every love I’ve yet felt. It hurts like needles but I hold it close, I hold it close. “Yes,” I respond. “I do hear them.”

“Good,” he says.

“For me,” I correct. “Not all would chose as I have done, to hold it forever.”

“And yet your brother hears them too, does he not?”

I smile fondly, remembering his own smiles, his own tears, the compassion in his face. “Yes,” I say, “he does.”

“And so it would seem to be that there is a good in hearing it—in knowing, I’m not flinching away, so that you may be aware of the people you can help.”

“And yet for some that hearing and knows could not last for always—they would one day need rest.”

He smiles still, looking to me as I look out to the sea, its waves crashing against the sand nonchalantly, as if nothing beautiful lies lost under them. “You understand your brother’s Kindred better than I.”

“They are my Kindred too,” I say, looking to him with the smile of knowing it is true. “I am both, no matter what I’ve chosen.”

“And would you, then, one day demand rest from it all?”

“No,” I say, “never.” But the word is slightly cold to my lips, as if not wholly true. “Or, even if I did, it would not be rest for ever. A break, nothing more.”

“I think you will do great things for us,” he comments.

“I feel that I’ve heard that before,” I say, letting a bit of wryness into my voice. “But if by ‘us’ you mean only Elves, I may have some quibbles with the full implication of your words.”

“Because you are of Men too?”

“Yes,” I say. “Though I would also hope it is in me to care for more than just those.”

“More than ‘just’ the two Kindreds?” Gil-galad asks, a laugh in his voice. “You are ambitious.”

“Oh, no,” I say. “My brother has always been the ambitious one.”

A single glance to Gil-galad tells me I have not convinced him, but I don’t mind. I smile.

“You look more comfortable already,” he says.

“Perhaps.”

“Well, for all that I may have pushed you into it, I do know that it does take time,” he says. “Though I stand by your being unique upon Arda, we do have similarities. I wasn’t so much older than you when I was placed into kingship.”

“So I’ve heard,” I say.

“So do not fear me!” He admonishes me, the ocean roaring somewhere behind his voice. They go together, strangely, and I can’t quite figure out why, but I don’t have to, because I will remember it forever, so I can think on it and work it out later. “Even if it takes you a while,” he continues.

“A while to get to that point,” I echo. “And a while to think on things I hear and experience, a long while to consider, because I will not forget, not any of them...”

“Ah,” Gil-galad says with another smile. “There are so many things I hardly ever think of as unique, as I have lived all my life with them.”

“And I now discover all of them anew,” I say. “It’s a lovely experience, I find.”

“And I believe it!” He says. “But you say that you are Man too, that you still find yourself so?”

“Yes,” I say, though I do not need to, for I have already said it, and he remembers my words as clearly as I remember his.

“Yet you have chosen what I was born to, for love of it, so I would near say you are more Elf than I.”

“Maybe so!” I say with a laugh. “But that doesn’t give falsehood to all else I’ve said.”

“Of course it doesn’t,” he says, and I realize in the continuation of my smile that he really has succeeded in making me more comfortable. And he—oh, it occurs to me now—he understands, not the choice itself, but the love in making it, and what I experience now.

“So would you like to hear more?” I ask, and his eyes crinkle with unrestrained joy.

“Yes,” he says, although this also need not be said aloud.

“Well, my balance seems a little better,” I start.

“I noticed you practicing.”

“Of course you did,” I say. “I ran into you.”

“I have not forgotten!”

“Exactly,” I say with a smile. “You have not, and now neither do I. It all stays in me now, without effort, like it is meant to be mine, always.”

“And it is!” Gil-galad says. “You have proven that, by the choice you made.”

I smile and the waves break, and I still cannot look at this sea without thinking of Beleriand so yes, yes there is still sadness in me, but the stars are bright, and here I am remembering them, and remembering the feel of sand under my feet, and remembering how Elros looked when that leaf fell into his hair, us laughing and smiling...

And I will remember it always.

The thought is sweet, as it has been each time I’ve thought it, though of course it is not without pain, for I will also remember pain.

“You lose yourself in thought quite like us too,” Gil-galad notes.

“And again I must say that my brother does so just as much.”

Gil-galad smiles at me again; the wind is in his hair. “You love him a lot, do you not?”

“Yes,” I respond simply and without hesitation. “Yes I do.”

He looks to me again, and I fully look back, making eye contact; there is sorrow in his eyes, and I know it, for it has these past days lived in mine as well. And yet, it is worth bearing.

And so I hold it tight, and somehow even pain to come seems soft and gentle, because with it is also smiles. And I look to Gil-galad, a century my elder, and know that he knows feelings much the same.

#silm #elrond #gil-galad #why am I writing so much fic... oh wait it's bc I need to take a break from evocation lmaaaao

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g0dblessthefandom · 7 years

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Wags and Kisses (A DogPark!Brittana One Shot in 3? Parts)

Heeeeeyyyyyy y’all. Remember when I was saying I wanted to write some more? Yeah, here it is. (Will be on FFF.net once it’s done here)

Santana should have known better than agreeing to babysit Quinn’s spoiled lap dog, Dolly.

She should have said no. She wanted to say no. She’d known Quinn and her wife, Mercedes, since they were all in high school, and Santana could say no to Quinn no problem. In fact, she relished it. Quinn was a proud woman, and since they’d started their law firm in the city almost a decade prior, they’d spent most of their days arguing. Over the last eight years they’d gone from a handful of lawyers and law clerks to a firm rocketing its way through the ranks. She made her living arguing, and spent a lot of that time arguing with Quinn. Getting to say no when Quinn asked anything was almost the highlight of her day.

But Quinn hadn’t asked her. Mercedes had.

The same Mercedes who’d been her best friend in high school. The same Mercedes who’d let her crash at her place in the city when she had nowhere else to go. The same Mercedes who’d encouraged her when law school was kicking her ass (meanwhile, of course, Quinn was on her third highly competitive internship in some international city). That same patient, kind, giving Mercedes, who very rarely asked her for anything, had to only look at her once, and make a request and she was stuck.

So, that’s how Santana found herself at the dog park twice a day for the past week, walking the ball of fluff that went by the name Dolly. Mercedes and Quinn were still pretending they didn’t want kids (though Santana was sure it would only be a matter of time), so Dolly was a stand-in until they figured out why they stopped every time a baby carriage went by, and it showed. Santana had never met a more pampered pooch, and the list Mercedes had given her as Quinn was trying to get them out the door so they wouldn’t miss their flight, was atrocious.

Dolly had a specific diet, medicine that had to be administered every day, special bedding, and, inexplicably, a collection of DVDs that were to be played everyday while Santana was at work. It was madness, but she had the sneaking suspicion that both Mercedes and Quinn would know if she missed any of the steps on the list, and she’d never hear the end of it.

So, she dutifully walked Dolly, mostly ignoring the other people at the dog park with their pets. She didn’t have anything against socializing per se, but half of the people there seemed to be even more insufferable about their pets than Quinn and Mercedes, and the other half seemed to only be there to chat up any people who looked single.

Today, in particular, she found herself in a mood. She had been managing Quinn’s cases (most of which were headed up by junior partners), but one specific one would require a court appearance that she hadn’t prepared for. She’d need to step in for Quinn in court, and she felt underprepared in a way she hadn’t felt in years. It was like an itchy collar that just didn’t fit correctly, and it seemed no matter what she did, that feeling just wouldn’t go away.

There would have been worse places to spend an afternoon. The dog park was nice, in a small green space in the heart of the city with big trees that the dogs could sniff at and plenty of room for them to run around.

Santana paced back and forth while Dolly sniffed at new dogs and played tag. The scene should have been relaxing, but she furrowed her brow in frustration as she held her cell phone up to her ear.

“Because, Rachel, I have my own problems right now that don’t include listening to you whine about how there were anchovies in your caesar dressing.”

She had known Rachel as long as she’d known Quinn and Mercedes, but where Mercedes brought out a warm protectiveness, and Quinn brought out a fierce competitiveness; Rachel brought out what one might feel if they were strapped to a circus clown everyday of their life: annoyed, inconvenienced and a bit terrified. Anyway, she had a lot of her mind. The case that they were working on at the moment was an important one. She humoured her because they'd been through so much they were practically sisters, but she could only take so much. She's gotten lost in thought but tuned back into Rachel who’d taken exception to her complaint.

“And furthermore, Santana it’s not just about the anchovies, it was the entire attitude of the waitstaff! They were completely out of order!”

“Look, Yentl, I have actual problems like what I’m going to do with Quinn’s case. If anything goes wrong with it. Quinn will have my ass.”

Sugar Motta was one of their firm’s wealthiest clients, and her divorce from famous musician Artie Abrams was the talk of the town. It was also a make or break case for them. One that would take their good firm to great, and ensure they could have their pick of clients in the future. So, a lot was riding on it. A fact that Rachel didn’t seem to appreciate.

“You'd probably be into that.” Rachel muttered.

“What was that, Berry?”

“Oh nothing.”

“Anyway, I don’t get it, Santana. You’ve got a whole team of associates working for you, why don’t you just leave it to them?”

“Well, first of all, if I just leave it to them and they screw it up, what do you think Quinn is going to do to me? Secondly, I am Santana Lopez, I don’t leave things half done. I’m going to go in there and show those newbies what a real lawyer looks like.”

“And what does a lawyer look like?”

“Me, idiot.”

“No need to be rude, Santana.” Rachel responded in a clipped tone.

“Whatever. Sorry, okay? I’m just running around in circles, and this case is killing me, and top it all off, I have that dumb dog yapping at all hours of the night because I left the green kibbles in her food bowl and-”

Santana trailed off as she realized she lost sight of Dolly. She looked around frantically, and took a step back as a blur whizzed by her.

“Frank, no!”

Santana’s gaze was drawn towards the woman the voice belonged to. She was one of the most gorgeous women that Santana had ever seen. Tall, and blonde, with legs for days and a face that even when curled up into a gentle chastising of her dog was adorable in every way conceivable. For the first time in a long time, Santana found herself at a loss for words. She could only stare at the other woman as she raced towards what looked to be a mix between a French bulldog and a poodle.

The dog that was currently humping Dolly.

“Rachel, I’ve gotta go.” Santana didn’t even give Rachel a chance to respond before ending the call, and stuffing the phone into her pocket, striding over to the blonde and her mutt.

“Franklin Beans Pierce!” The woman called again. “What do you think you’re doing? Get offa her!”

She probably thought she was being stern, but Santana could only laugh. There wasn’t a stern bone in that woman’s whole body.

“It’s fine, you know.” Santana said, interrupting.

“Huh?” The woman turned, and Santana almost had to take a step back. She was facing some of the brightest blue eyes she’d ever seen. They were deep and beautiful, and they made Santana want to drop down on one knee right then and there and propose in front of the entire dog park.

She lost her voice for a second, and cleared it to get it back (though there was still a bit of a squeak left behind). “Hi, um, hi. I just meant, she’s fixed. My dog, she’s spayed, so she can’t get pregnant.”

The blonde smiled and Santana did take a step back. The smile lit up her face in a way that was almost blinding.

“Oh! Well, that’s good. I mean, I just don’t know if your pup was that into it, but I’m glad there’s no harm done.”

She stuck out a hand. “Hi, I’m Brittany. Nice to meet you.”

Santana placed her hand in Brittany’s and nearly melted on the spot. There was a firmness in that hand, all long, strong fingers. Santana tried not to think about it.

“Um, Santana. Santana Lopez. Nice to meet you, too.”

Brittany seemed to linger in the handshake, and then reluctantly let go of Santana’s hand. She turned back to the dogs, who were now chasing each other happily.

“They’re having a good time, huh?”

“Yeah.”

Santana couldn’t take her eyes off of Brittany. Even in profile, she still made for a striking figure. Her face was like something carved out of marble, but surprisingly soft. Santana was almost overcome with the desire to cup Brittany’s cheek and pull her close. She shook herself, and tried to come up with a topic of conversation. She could feel the thread of their possible meeting coming undone, and she scrambled to catch it before it got away. She fumbled for a few seconds more when Brittany turned back to her with an effortless grace.

“I haven’t seen you around before. Is the little lady a new addition to your family?”

She was smiling again, and Santana could feel herself smiling back. “Uh, yeah, she’s actually my best friend’s dog. She and her wife went on vacation, and I told them I’d watch the mutt.”

Santana almost slapped her hand over her mouth. This woman clearly liked dogs. What would she think of Santana bad mouthing them? She scrambled, desperate to correct. “I mean, she’s a nice dog, but kind of spoiled.”

Brittany laughed again, that tinkling thing that seemed to ripple out of her and surrounded Santana in a soft warmth.

“It’s ok. I could tell from the bow she could be a bit of a handful. Even though she looks really cute in it.”

“Yeah, and I always get the feeling if I don’t put it on her, my friends will hear and never speak to me again.”

“Pup mommies tend to be like that.” She said with another chuckle. “So, no pets of your own?”

Santana thought of her spotless foyer and imagined Dolly sitting in the middle of it, holding a freshly chewed pair of her favorite Louboutins, and shuddered.

“No, they’re really not my bag.” She felt more than saw the disappointment coming from Brittany so she quickly changed the subject. “What about you? How long have you had Frank?”

Brittany faltered for a moment, her eyes widening slightly. It was enough that Santana hurried to backtrack.

“It’s just that you seem like a real natural with him, so I figured-”

“No, it’s okay, yeah, he’s like my little doggy buddy.”

Santana wanted to keep talking, but at that moment the alarm on her smartwatch began to beep and she looked down with annoyance.

“Sorry, I’ve gotta go. Dolly gets her pills in about five minutes, and it takes me at least that much time to stuff them into her snausages.”

The brightness returned to Brittany’s face, and she nodded. “That makes sense. Maybe I’ll see you the next time you bring her for a walk?”

“Yeah, for sure. I always come at the same time anyway, so if you come at the same time, then, um, we’ll be here at the same time.”

“Cool. It’s a date, then.”

Santana felt her face burning, and did her best to attach Dolly to her leash, all the while trying to keep her smile from getting too desperate. She walked out of the double gate, and back towards her condo, looking back every so often to Brittany who would wave and she would wave back. She felt a bit silly, but more than that she felt elated. Who was that woman, and how could she spend every day with her?

When Mercedes and Quinn called to FaceTime with Dolly, Santana took a moment of her own, telling Mercedes all about her meeting with Brittany.

“She must have been hot.”

“Oh man, she was! Like, you wouldn’t believe, ‘Cedes. But she was more than hot, she was amazing. Her smile, her laugh. I think I’m in love.”

Mercedes laughed. “Wow, Santana, I never heard you fall so fast. And this is including that girl you dated who could put both of her feet behind her head.”

“This is way beyond that.”

“Are you really going to see her again tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I hope so.” Santana said wistfully. “I’m going to wear something cute.”

“If she likes you as much as you seem to like her, you’re in good shape. Good luck.”

“If she likes me as much as I like her, I’m not going to need it.”

#brittana #glee #fanfiction #santana lopez #brittany s. pierce #Wags and Kisses #i literally came up with that title five seconds ago #i do not hate it

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theepolynesian · 7 years

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Not So Bad

Summary: The company gets caught and you meet the Prince of the Woodland Realm.

Pairing: Legolas x Reader

Warnings: Mention of parent death

Word Count: 1,704

Request #1 by Anon: Okay yay! Thank you! Can you do a Legolas x reader fic where the reader is a part of the company in the Hobbit and somehow the reader gets left in Mirkwood and Legolas sneaks her out when he leaves with Tauriel? Thank you!

Request #2 by Anon: Hmm... how about your a human traveling with the company, but when you get to mirkwood, you get pulled from the cells to go talk to thranduil after thorin gets back... and then bilbo arrives and they have to leave you in mirkwood?

Request # 3 by @bee-wrecker : Maybe human reader x legolas where he sees a human, still learning archery but already has a passion for the sport?

Master Lists: Drabbles/Imagines, and Completed Series

A/N: I decided to tackle three requests at once. Now I’m down to 37. Sorry if y’all don’t like it anons but I tried! ALSO THOSE WHO WANT TO BE TAGGED ON MY TAG LIST, INCLUDING THOSE THAT WERE TAGGED ON MY FIRST TAG LIST, PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT TAG LIST YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED ON. THOSE ON MY OLD TAG LIST WILL NOT BE TAGGED UNLESS THEY TELL ME WHAT THEY WANT TO BE SORTED ON.

Also new tag list starts today.

You quickly grab an arrow from your quiver, notching it, and sending it flying into the large spider. How the hell did spiders get here? Especially these large bastards.

You continue shooting the spiders, collecting the arrows as you go.

“Y/n! Let’s move!” you hear Thorin call.

You pull out your last arrow before moving behind Thorin and running to get away from them. Thorin immediately stops and you almost collide into him. Thorin is looking up and you follow his gaze to find an elf sliding down a spider’s silk.

The blonde elf kills two spiders and you quickly pull your bow and arrow again, stepping in front of Thorin so that the elve stands a centimeter away from your tip. His eyes widen in surprise before he glares at you and pulls his string tighter.

“A human travelling with dwarves. What an interesting sight,” he says and you narrow your eyes at him before it catches movement in the back of him.

You quickly pull another arrow, notching it so that it was at an angle before moving an inch to the left and letting it fly to the two spiders about to attack the blonde elf.

He immediately puts his arrow down and looks at the two spiders in shock. You smirk at the fact that an elf did not hear a spider coming.

“Quick on your feet as well,” he mutters, before looking at you carefully as if perplexed.

“Search them.”

You try not to growl as your favorite bow gets taken away. You had gotten it from your father as a birthday gift and you treasured it. It was the last thing you had ever gotten for him as he had passed away a few weeks later while on a hunting trip. Since then, you started training yourself and while you were not on elf level, you considered yourself skillful. So had other villagers according to Thorin who had personally asked you to join on his quest. If a dwarf asked you to reclaim something sacred to him, you must’ve been very important.

“I would kindly ask that you do not damage them,” you say and you don’t realize that the blonde elf had stopped to look at you, “I received that as a gift from my father and it is very important to me.”

The elf searching you just ignores you and soon you are all herded like cattle to what you assume is going to be Mirkwood.

You silently walk next to the blonde elf. You didn't really like, but who are you to judge? You haven't even spoken to him yet.

“Very rarely do humans practice archery,” the blonde says and that surprises you. Was he really talking to you?

“You need to get out more than. A lot of humans practice archery. Archery is not subject to one race,” you reply, looking up at him.

You chose the wrong moment to look up as you trip on a tree root. You hear a snort as you catch yourself. You look up to the elf and he had a smile on his face causing you to smile as well.

“Y/n,” you say.

He looks down at you, smiling a bit as well.

“Legolas. Prince of the Woodland Realm,” he introduces and you quite liked his name but you scoff.

“Don’t seem so princley to me. I mean that blonde dwarf. Now he just oozes prince,” you joke and it seems he doesn’t get it because he looks offended.

“You’re comparing me to a dwarf?” Legolas asks, absolutely disgusted at the thought.

You shrug, turning forward. You make eye contact with Thorin and he narrows his eyes at you, a sign that you should shut up. You stick your tongue out at him, but nevertheless you decide to keep your mouth shut even when you are none to gently shoved into a cell.

Thorin is taken separately to talk to the king. You had a feeling that you were going to be up next. I mean, why wouldn’t you? You were a human travelling with 13 dwarves and a ho- wait a minute! Where was the hobbit?

You run to the bars, to see if you could spot the hobbit. You can't and you decide to call his name in case that gave him up.

Taking a seat on the bench, wondering how Bilbo was going to help you escape.

The little light you had disappears from the stone ceiling and you look at the doorway to find the prince.

You smile, sitting up.

“Couldn't resist my charming self?”

He shrugs before looking around and taking a seat in front of the stone steps in front of your cell.

“You are interesting I'll give you that,” he says and you smile.

“I'll take it,” you say, laying on your stomach and resting your head in your hands.

“What got you interested in archery?”

You smile at the memory of your father.

“My father did. He was very adamant on me learning to defend myself and archery was the way to go for me. It covers longer distances than swords do but it is very inaccurate depending on the skill of the archer. I myself am still learning but I am happy with my skill level.”

“You are very skilled indeed. I have yet to fire two arrows at once and hit the target. You shouldn't doubt yourself,” Legolas says looking at you kindly. You were starting to like this elf.

“My father used to say that,” you voice.

“You speak as if he does not walk this earth,” he replies and the smile slowly disappears from your face.

“He does not. He had died on a hunting trip a few years back. Attacked by orcs according to a few friends that were with him. They bought his body back to us and I don't think I've been the same since. I trained and trained and trained and I will continue to train until I know that I will make my father proud,” you tell him softly.

“I think you're doing just that,” he says and you look at him with a small smile on your face.

“If you'll excuse me,” he says, smiling at you before standing and leaving.

A few minutes later, you hear: “‘I think you're doing just that” followed by gagging noises. You roll your eyes at the nosy princes and decide to take a nap.

You don't think an hour has passed before you are woken up by doors being pulled open.

Another guard had opened the doors and was now waiting as if he wanted you to follow him.

“The King wants a word.”

You nod and stand, following the elf and taking Thorin’s passing word of “don't tell him anything” very seriously.

When you get to the King, he’s pacing. Thorin must have really pissed him off if an elven king was pacing. This would probably not go well.

“Human. I offer you a proposition,” the King suddenly snaps, causing you to raise a brow.

“I offer you freedom of and only if you promise to return what is mine,” he says.

“And what is that exactly?”

“White germs of pure starlight. If you return them to me I-,”

“My lord!” An elf exclaims, running into the throne room.” The dwarves. They have escaped!”

You smile at the thought but you can't help but think about how you were supposed get out.

“Return them to me! Do not let them enter that mountain and return her to her cell!”

With that, your very short conversation with the elf king ends.

When you get back to your cell, you take a seat on the ground thinking about the rest of your life. You were most definitely going to spend it in here and you had no problem with it. You had no one left and no one would care what happened to you and you were okay with that.

You close your eyes and finish your nap.

You wake up to a hand on your arm and you lash out, punching the unknown thing in the nose.

Legolas reels back clutching his now bleeding nose.

“Oh goodness. I’m sorry,” you say and he shakes his head, using his sleeve to wipe the blood.

“Do not be. I should not have frightened you like that. You must hurry. We need to get going,” he says and that’s all you need to get up.

“Where are you taking me?” you ask quietly as you weave your way through the halls. You had a feeling that he was not allowed to be doing this and you did not want to get caught.

“I did not think that you would want to spend the rest of your life in the cells so I have come to collect you,” he says, leading you outside by a river.

You smile at him, but then you frown.

“My-,” before you can finish your sentence, he reaches behind his back and brings out your bow and arrow. You smile at him and take it, grateful for the blonde elf and his quick thinking.

“You know, I didn’t like you in the beginning, but now you’re not so bad,” you say and he laughs.

“Couldn’t resist my charming self?”

You smile and roll your eyes.

“I suppose not. Still though, you’re still not oozing princely,” you reply.

“I’m still better than that dwarf in many ways,” he retorts and you raise a brow at him.

“I highly doubt that.”

“Would you like to find out? Many elfmaids seem to agree with me.”

You roll your eyes at his cockiness.

“The only reason they say that is because they’re forced to. Your father probably pays them.”

That earns you a shove and you laugh. You look to Legolas and he seems that he wasn’t that offended because he was smiling.

“Maybe, when this is all over, I’ll find out for myself,” you say and he looks down at you with a smile on his face.

“I would like that,” he says softly and give him a wide smile and you can’t help but think that elves were not so bad.

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11/15/2017 DAB Transcript

Ezekiel 31:1-32:32, Hebrews 12:14-29, Psalms 113:1-114:8, Proverbs 27:18-20

Today is the 15th day of November. Welcome to the Daily Audio Bible. I am Brian. It’s great to be here with you today around this global campfire that we share together, where no matter where we are, no matter when we’re listening, someone else is as well, and we’re never alone here. And it's a beautiful. It's a beautiful thing. And we’ve come together to take the next step forward in the Scriptures. We’re reading from the common English Bible this week and we’ll continue our journey through Ezekiel and Hebrews. Tomorrow we’ll conclude the book of Hebrews, but Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Ezekiel chapter 31 verse 1 through 32 verse 32.

Commentary:

Okay. So, in the book of Hebrews we’ve been talking for the last couple of days about faith and the fact that its presence in our lives is a necessity to operate in this kingdom or to enter into this new covenant. And we went through many examples from the Old Testament of biblical people who were regarded as the most influential people to the Hebrews. And they were all used as examples of people who had faith, people who saw something that they could not see, and hoped in it, hoped in the promise. And then we were led into the understanding that we find ourselves in the same place. We have to have the same kind of faith in what we can't see but in what we know is coming, because at the time of this writing those were following Jesus were being marginalized and sidelined and persecuted and it didn't feel like things were getting better, it felt like things were getting worse. And, so, that's where faith comes in. And Hebrews counseled us on perseverance and discipline and the fact that what we can see right this minute isn't all there is there is, there’s much more going on, there's a larger story happening, but the only way to renew our hope in this coming thing is through faith. And so, today we’re kind of reaching the climax. We’re just about done with the book of Hebrews. We’ll complete it tomorrow. And so, we’re instructed on how to navigate, how to navigate life, and how to look at things. And, so, we’re instructed and we should pay attention to this because it applies to our lives. ‘Pursue the goal of peace along with everyone and holiness as well because no one will see the Lord without it. Make sure that no one misses out on God's grace. Make sure that no root of bitterness grows up that might cause trouble and pollute many people. Make sure that no one becomes sexually immoral or ungodly like Esau’. These are postures. These are instructions on what our lives are supposed to be shaped like in order to cultivate faith that will bring hope. And then we’re led into a contrasting example of Mount Sinai and Mount Zion. Mount Sinai, of course, representing God meeting with the people in the wilderness, and giving the 10 Commandments, and instituting the first covenant. And the writer of Hebrews reminds them that everyone was freaked out. Like, no one could even touch the mountain. Even Moses said that he was terrified and shaking. And that was brought up to represent the institution of the old covenant, but then the writer says ‘but you have drawn near to Mount Zion’ and goes on to explain how this represents this new thing that God is doing, this new covenant through Jesus. And then we’re given a warning and a hopeful picture. The warning is that everything is going to get shaken up because of this. And certainly 2000 years later, we can see that Jesus has indeed shaken the world. Before the Hebrews, at this time, it’s just counsel. Everything that can shake his calling to get shaken up because of this new covenant because it's a new era, a new dawning of a new day. Things among the human race have profoundly been changed. So, it's going to shake things up but that’s necessary. Everything that can shake is going to get shaken and the things that aren't shaken are the things that will remain. And because of this new covenant we are entering into and receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken and our response to that can only be gratitude. And we can take the last statement from our reading today and place it in our hearts as we move forward in our lives. ‘With this gratitude let's serve in a way that is pleasing to God, with respect and awe because our God really is a consuming fire’.

Prayer:

Father, there is no doubt that we experience shaking and shake up in our lives. And most of the time we see this is a horribly bad thing. And rarely do we look at it as everything that needs to be shaken lose. Everything that needs to fall away is falling away because of the shaking and rarely do we run to You and embrace the process and move through it by the council and power of Your Holy Spirit. Usually we’re asking You why You let this happen. And from the book of Hebrews today, we can see that things need to be shaken up. Things need to fall away so that that which is stable and solid and cannot be shaken is what remains. And Your kingdom cannot be shaken. And You have invited us to participate in it. And, so, we embrace all of the things that we are going through. And we invite Your Holy Spirit. We run to You, not with accusation, but with gratitude. We express our gratitude that You can continue to pursue us and to shake loose the things it will only take us down in the end. We are grateful that You are a consuming fire, You consume the things that do not belong in and around us, and You consume us with the power of Your Holy Spirit to operate as Your image bearers, ambassadors, and representatives on this earth. And we invite Your Holy Spirit to give us this awareness, a much larger perspective on all of the issues that we face in our lives. Come Holy Spirit, give us the eyes and the ears of Your unshakable kingdom. We ask in Jesus’ name. Amen.

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Hi Daily Audio Bible this is ___ from Maryland. Just wanted to say, this message is for Jill. Jill, I hear everybody talking about you when they thank Brian and Jill. And I’ve heard Brian’s voice and I haven’t gotten to know you yet. But yesterday I started listening to some of the resources that are on the app, the first videos and the women resources, it was your interviews with Stacey. If I am saying her name wrong, I’m sorry. But you are awesome Jill and it was so great to get to know you. I was listening to the interviews that were from 2014, but so profoundly, exactly what I needed here in the moment that I heard it. And I could hear your heart and your love of God and I just wanted to thank you, and nice to meet you, Brian and Jill, both of you. Thank you for everything. I'm overwhelmed with gratitude for God and for you all for the resources that you’ve provided us with to be in his word every day. I cannot thank you enough. Just thank you. And anyone who feels inspired to tap into the resources that Jill has put forth through DAB with Brian, just do it. I highly recommend it. Love you guys.

Windows of opportunity surround us each day Choices are chances to do things God's way Is there healing or venom in the things that you say Help us sweet Jesus to do things your way Do you do unto others before they do you Do you render to Caesar the all that he’s due Do you humbly ask Jesus your strength to renew Are you really for God or is it all about you Storm clouds may gather but they will not prevail God has all power and his word will not fail Satan is a liar, a robber, a thief Help me sweet Jesus with my unbelief Windows of opportunity surround us each day Choices and chances to do things God's way Is there healing or venom in the things that you say Help us sweet Jesus to do things your way Mom was a Christian and daddy was too They did all the good things that parents can do Sometimes we’d listen and sometimes we’d stray But we always had chances to do things God's way Jobs, friends, and family, they all have their place They all can add balance if we run the good race But they also add attention and trials each day Help us sweet Jesus to do things your way Do you encourage your family Do you uplift your friends Do you know that your jobs are just means to your ends Do you glorify Jesus in all that you do Are you really for God or is it all about you

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