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cherrylovelycherry · 10 months

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Unsigned papers

pairing. Alhaitham x fem! reader cw/genre. divorce, slighty angst, non-dramatic, implicit disaffection, no comfort. masterlist! requests open!

That he ignores Y/N is nothing new, even if they are married. He doesn't pay attention to her anymore.

Today, it would be their 5th anniversary, however, she had other plans. Fed up with him treating her like nothing, she filed for divorce papers.

Alhaitham's eyes narrowed the moment she showed him the papers. He gave them a quick glance, not a hint of sadness in his eyes.

He sighed, shaking his head.

"I'm not going to sign them," he shrugs, before trying to leave again.

"What-" Y/N blurted out.

"Ah, no. You stay here and sign." she spoke, moving closer to him, crushing the papers to his chest.

He scoffs, his eyes narrowing on her.

"Not gonna happen."

"I refuse to sign those papers.", he continues trying to walk past, not bothering to listen to anything she have to say.

"But-" Y/N felt her eye twitch with discomfort.

"You're going to sign it because you're going to sign it, Alhaitham." she spoke again, this time she moved, blocking his path.

His eyes widen at her boldness. He huffs, seeming frustrated.

"Dont test me."

He sternly speaks, his tone harsh, as he tries to walk past her again.

"Oh, yes I do." she for her part also narrowed her eyes, looking at him. Y/N refused to let it go until he signed the divorce papers.

Alhaitham, clearly annoyed, pushes her out of the way forcefully, but not enough to injure her, just enough to get her out of his way.

He takes a deep breath, before looking down at the paperwork in disgust, and then look at her.

"Do you really want to do this? Its the 5th anniversary and you think its best to divorce me?"

She muttered a curse as she was pushed out of the way.

"Oh, come on." She scoffed.

"At least remember our anniversary," she thought rolling her eyes.

"You really think this is a nice marriage?"

He scoffs at her.

"I never said it was a 'nice' marriage.", he crosses his arms and looks up at her.

"But we made a vow and i intend to keep it."

He sighs, his body tensing at the mention of the vow.

"Im not leaving just because you want me to."

"Oh, so I'm the one who wants to end it all?"

"How cynical you are. Since the beginning of our marriage you've ignored me and these past few weeks you haven't even paid me any attention." she spoke, almost spitting out her words.

Alhaitham rolls his eyes, clearly annoyed.

"Stop complaining."

He huffs.

"I know im not the best husband, but in my mind, im doing everything that i need to do to make things work.", he said narrows his eyes.

"What more do you want me to do?"

"Ohhh, it does work.", she spoke, scoffing at his words.

She flicked her hair behind her ear in frustration in her attempt to calm herself. "Just sign the divorce papers, Alhaitham."

"Im not signing them."

He looks up at her sternly.

"You made a vow to be with me…for better…or for worse.", his tone was harsh.

"Im not going anywhere, Y/N."

"Agh, damn it." she complained, rubbing the bridge of her nose, she felt her eye twitch from the strain.

"Why are you doing this, Alhaitham?"

"Why don't you want a divorce once and for all?", she asked.

He sighs, before lowering his head, now speaking in an unusually calm tone.

"I still care about you, Y/N."

He sighs again, his tone turning harsh again.

"I dont want a divorce and i refuse to get one.", he said, shaking his head.

"This marriage is going to continue and that's all there is too it."

Perhaps, in previous years, his words would have made her fall again, sweetened her and made her heart skip a beat. But there simply wasn't that effect anymore.

"Ahh." She sighed.

"Good, okay, perfect." Y/N blurted out, as she threw the divorce papers at his chest.

"If you don't get out, I will.", after saying that, she quickly went to their shared room, hastily pulling out her things and stuffing them into a suitcase.

He huffs, but before he can say anything else, Y/N leave into their shared bedroom. He follows her, the papers in hand, looking down at them.

"What are you-"

But before he can finish his sentence, she´s already leaving with her belongings.

"You cant be serious."

He looks at her, his expression confused and his tone harsh again.

"You cant seriously do this, Y/N."

"Ohh, yes I can.", she merely said that. She closed the two suitcases with her things inside, it wasn't difficult, as she only had her clothes, clothes she bought herself, not the clothes her soon-to-be ex-husband had given her.

She left the room, at a hurried pace. She left the other set of keys she had on the table as she opened the door.

He looks at her in disbelief and looks back down at the paperwork.

"This is absurd."

In a moment he reaches for her, grabbing her arm.

"Y/N. Wait."

"No." She let go easily as the grip was not strong.

"Goodbye, Alhaitham.", she said, a bitter taste left in her mouth. She turned and walked out of the house, not turning back.

She didn't find it hard to say goodbye, she supposed it was because she had already been thinking for a few months about this divorce thing. Now should she be happy or sad? She didn't know.

What about him? He did nothing. He just stood there, in the doorway of their now former shared home, watching her leave. His hands clenched tightly around the divorce papers in his hand, crumpling them.

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jiminshiiisstuff · 2 years

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What happens after love (Pt.1)

Genre: fluff, romantic

Pairing: jimin×reader

Summary: all about life after marriage and romance, but here something is different.

Listen to music, which are given below, while reading the story to bring more interest:

Black swan (BTS)

Fever by (Dua lipa and Angèle)

Film out (BTS)

Solo (Jennie from blackpink)

Stay alive (Jeon Jungkook, Prod. Suga)

My time ( Jeon Jungkook)

Nothing like us ( Jeon Jungkook cover)

My you ( Jeon Jungkook)

2U ( Jeon Jungkook cover)

Make a playlist of these songs and enjoy reading 💜

a/n: This was their wedding day. Both y/n and jimin were waiting for this moment to happen, especially jimin for this day and the night after this day. But y/n is smart and enjoy teasing him, so she is not going to let him enjoy on there first night. Before their marriage, she never let jimin kiss or cuddle, etc. So this time also she is going to do the same. Back to story.

j.m: ( Oh God, where is y/n. On our special day, she should be aware of time. This girl will make me crazy. Agh)

a/n: After he thinks of her being late, y/n enters with a big white beautiful gown, shoulder area visible with her flawless skin, designed with beautiful butterfly and flowers, puffed sleeves with glitter on it. Half tied hair with beautiful design and nude makeup, making her more and more pretty.

j.m: ( omo, she looks so pretty, gorgeous. Ahh, what should I say. No words can explain my y/n's beauty. ) (thinking while smiling)

a/n: Now, both are standing face to face.

y/n: Jimin! JIMINN!!

j.m: huh! Yeah, yes.

Y/n: What happened to you? Are you ok!

J.m: Do you really think I'm gonna be ok after all you are standing in front of me looking this gorgeous, pretty. Me on the other hand, have no words to explain your beauty. (speaking in a teasing way)

Y/n: (looks down and becomes shy after what he said)

J.m: You look so cute while being shy (smiles)

Y/n: Shut up! (Hides her face after turning into a red tomato)

Priest: Do you take Ms. Y/n to be your wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, honour her, comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others , for as long as you both shall live?

J.m: " I do "

Priest: Do you take Mr. Jimin to be your husband, to live together in matrimony, to love him, honour him, comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others , for as long as you both shall live?

Y/n: " I do "

Priest: I now announce you husband and wife. You may kiss now!

Y/n: aa wait! Not now!

J.m: But now we are married ! Wh---

Y/n: no. Not right now!

J.m:( What is she planning to do at our first night? Will she go wild,no,no. Stop jimin, what are you thinking? Stay calm! ) Hmm, ok .

A/n: party was over! They were in their house, in their shared bedroom! Y/n was in the balcony, breathing fresh air, then jimin entered.

J.m: Breathe ,breathe as much as you can because after this, you won't be able to!

Y/n: Ahh, jimin! Can't you stay without doing flirt?

J.m: no... I can't when you are standing in front of me .

Y/n: arghhh!! (She goes inside to change)

A/n: jimin goes inside and stands in a sexy pose near the mirror where y/n was sitting and changing.

J.m: may I help! Mrs. Park (says with a smirky tone)

Y/n: ( blushes but doesn't says anything)

J.m: I know you also have been waiting for this day, babygirl ! (smirks)

Y/n: (stands and says) What do you think im horny like you? I was never waiting for this day, and I will never ! ( turns around ) (in mind: ahh, sry, I had to lie, but it's more enjoying to tease you, don't worry some day(laughs secretly), you know)

J.m: Ahh! This girl will never let me kiss her. I should go to sleep. At least, I'll ask for a cuddle(says while being disappointed)

A/n: y/n comes after a nice shower, and jimin is waiting for her in bed, scrolling phone. Y/n doing her night routine. Jimin is still waiting.

Y/n: ok, now you should sleep. Don't use too much of your phone.

J.m: Hmm, ok!....... Hey y/n .

Y/n: yes

J.m: Can you cuddle me while sleeping! Ahh, actually, I....

Y/n: Stop!no need for an explanation . You don't need to ask. Who am I? Someone unknown to you? Huh!!

J.m: (smiles)( this girl. I don't know. I understand her or not) so it means I don't need to ask for a kiss either. Right!

Y/n: Huh! Sleep now.

J.m: (chuckles) ok

A/n: they cuddle each other and sleep.

Next morning

Y/n: uhmm... what time is it!! Ahhh! (Shouts)

J.m: Uhh, what happened y/n? Are you ok? Oh gosh, what time is it. Uhmm... it's 7:45am

Y/n: You are late, Jiminn!!!

J.m: for whaat? (Sleepy tone)

Y/n: for your work, silly! Wake up---

J.m: Ahh y/n, don't worry! I just took days off because we just got married(yawn), and why are you worried about work? Huh!!!

A/n: he asks in a disappointed way because you never asked about him like this.

Y/n: Ah... uhmm. I- I don't know, maybe b-

J.m: because I'm not that important to you! Right ( he said while cutting your words and left you trying to stop him)

Y/n: Hey jimin!(wait. Idea) Hey babe.. wait ( he stopped because after so long, you used that word for him)

J.m: What did you say? ( you camed near to him and said)

Y/n: (whispering softly) wanna hear it again? But I'll say it in one condition!

J.m: Yes, please speak your one condition(speaking softly)

Y/n: You have to forgive me .

J.m: done already (saying while giving his cute eye smile)

A/n: You wrapped your arms on his shoulder, making him wrap his arms on your waist. That was a very romantic atmosphere, so something naughty camed in your mind.

Y/n: (You camed closer to his ears, passing closely from his lips, making him open his damn hot mouth a little and breathe deeply) baby( you said slowly and softly making him close his eyes) I....love....

A/n: You came slowly closer to his lips but did not end up kissing him. You both had eye contact, and he was about to kiss u, but you pushed him towards the bed and ran outside. He land3d on the bed straight. He was shy and was blushing so hard.

J.m: ( while blushing hard) goshhh! This girl! She'll make me crazy (takes the pillow and tries to hide his face and whole self because of being shy)

Y/n: ( outside the door, speaking to herself) Oh God, that was close. He was about to kiss me(chuckle), but that was cute and romantic(you hid your face with your hands) ok girl calmdown ( you took deep breath) lets go cooking.

A/n: You were done cooking. You just have to serve. You were minding your own business, then jimin came downstairs with black, oversized tee and black trousers, wet, messy hair looking hot to you.

J.m: ( saying while putting his both hands on the table where you were serving the breakfast) whay happened babygirl, do I look this hot that you can't remove your eyes! Huh...

A/n: You came back to your sense.

Y/n: h-huh! No, it's not l-like that. Why would I drool over you.

J.m: (smirking), but I never said that you are drooling over me.

Y/n: (You turned around) ahh shit! What did I just say(talking to herself)

J.m: Is there something up to you? You know what ! I know I'm cute and sexy as hell. You can tell me if you are getting needy, although we are husband and wife, I can make your needs come true(saying while putting his one hand on his waist and bitting his lower lips)

Y/n: SHUT UP JIMIN!! I'm not like you ( actually, I was drooling and getting needy, but I am able to control myself, but he can't)

A/n: he said ok very cutely and sat down for breakfast. You both were sitting face to face , he was all the time admiring your beauty while you were serving him food.

J.m: You know what! I'm so lucky to have you ( you stopped at this moment). You are so nice ,kind ,beautiful, and caring, not this much only, there is more , but that all is feelings that I feel and have for you.

Y/n:(You blushed a little and said) now eat your breakfast, we already wasted too much of time.

J.m: ok

A/n: You both finished your food, and you went to do the dishes, and jimin was helping you by giving you the dishes kept on the table. While giving you dishes, he said.

J.m: y/n, we didn't waste our time. That was just a romantic moment.

Y/n: (you smiled) I know that. I just didn't have words to say while you were saying so beautiful words for me.

J.m: is that so(he smiled and left)

Y/n: Gosh, there is so much of work. I should finish it quickly.

A/n: You took out your earphones, plucked it in, and started listening to your fav songs. Jimin, on the other hand, thinking why you were behaving like this, because you knew it that he gets needy very fast and can't control back. He was I'm your shared bedroom, lost in his thoughts.

J.m: (talking to himself) Why is y/n behaving like this? Does she lose her feelings for me? No, this won't be happening . What am I thinking stupid. Wait, she's not a normal girl. She must have planned this all(smirks). If this is what you wanna do with me,then watch what I'm gonna do with you(smirks again). I will make you this much needy , that you will come to me by yourself and ask for it. No, you won't be asking, you will do it .( gives a creepy smile) Wait and watch babygirl(again gives a creepy smile)

Y/n: jimin , I've do-. Why are you laughing like this? ( she stopped speaking when she saw jimin laughing like an evil creature)

J.m:uff! That was close. Now see how I will make you needy in just one day (becomes shy after thinking what he will do)

Y/n: (shouts), did you say something .

J.m: No, you are just imagining

Y/n: Huh! Ok (confused)

A/n: After some time, you came out of the bathroom, feeling fresh. You searched jimin, but he was not there. Then, you found a note, kept on the table,right side of the bed. The message said, " Hey babe, I'm going out, I just remembered a work. Need to go because it's important. I'll be back soon. The work is not important that you. Love you♡♡♡."

Y/n: (You blushed after reading the last line) love you, babe, just be back home soon.

A/n: ok girl, be normal. You know what you are doing, focus on that. If you'll not focus on that, then you will release your feelings for him that you have controlled.

A/n: y/n have controlled her lusty feelings that's wedding day only.

Y/n: Wait! Today is 11oct , it means the day after tomorrow is Jimin's birthday . (You said this in excitement) ok, let's plan for his birthday( you went to the hall)

A/n: You planned everything for his birthday, who you have to call, decoration,etc. You got tired, so you slept on the couch only. When you were planning, it was 1pm. Your work got over at 3 pm. Jimin arrived home after 30min.

J.m: I'm home

A/n: he saw you sleeping on the couch, so he picked you up and went upstairs. He layed you on bed.

J.m: (smiles) You look so gorgeous while sleeping,an angel. ( he kissed you in the forehead and went downstairs)

A/n: it's been 1 hour 30 min, and he is roaming around thinking what to do.

J.m: I guess I should cook dinner, at least I'll not waste my time like this.

Y/n's pov

Ahh... what time is it. (You checked your phone, and it was 7:10pm. Oh no, I haven't cooked anything . Goshhh, stupid me.( You got panicked) I should go now. ( You ran towards the kitchen,say everything was prepared already)

Y/n: y-you cooked this all?

J.m: Hmm

Y/n: agh, why didn't you wake me up.

J.m: I didn't because you were sleeping so peacefully. I didn't wanted to wake you up.

A/n: He came close to you and cupped you.

J.m: Don't worry, baby, what will happen if I cook for one day. Huh, tell me.

Y/n: n-nothing I guess.

J.m: Then why are you getting panicked? Please don't, what if something happened to you . What will I do then. (Making cute and sad faces while saying)

Y/n: (chuckles) ok, then let's eat.

A/n: You both went to have dinner.

Y/n: Hmm.. it's good(while chewing)

J.m: (smiles) I know! Although I made it .

Y/n: From now onwards, you'll cook dinner.

J.m: (smiles disappeared) what! Don't do this with me. I'm just a baby( behaving childish)

Y/n: ok my baby, we will cook together (chuckles)

J.m: ok, sir! ( saluting)

Y/n: I'm not your sir

J.m: uhh....

A/n: Both of you laughed. You both are done with eating and cleaning the kitchen. You went terrace and jimin followed you.

Y/n:(Your eyes were closed, and you were taking deep breaths, enjoying the cold air. Then you felt someone's arm around your waist and his head resting on your shoulder. You knew it was jimin. So you didn't hesitate to come your arms over his arms. The warmth you felt from his body and his breathe which you felt on your neck, you just had goosebumps. But you felt protected, very protected) JIMIN, I LOVE YOU!

A/n: he removed his hands from your waist. You turned around him and held his hands.

J.m: What did you say? (He gulped)

Y/n: I love you, jimin. I-I know this is my second time saying , after so long, but it's true!

A/n: Now his hands are on your face and yours on his chest.

J.m: I know that's true, but you know what! It is very special for me when you say it(pure smile).

A/n: You both were about to kiss, but you remembered what you were doing. You pushed him a little and ran downstairs.

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If you wanna know what happens after so pls wait and like this if you like it. Part 2 will soon be uploaded, and it's gonna be amazing for hard stans. Enjoy.

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thatblondeperson · 2 years

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Among the canonical endings DC’s given Tim, (Both Pre-flashpoint, New 52 and Rebirth) which do you prefer the most? Hopefully he got that happy ending at least somewhere in the elsewords.

Did pre-flashpoint even get an ending really? Like, there's Convergence, I know, with the adorable foregoing sex to just snuggle surrounded by Tim's mountainous candle collection while the world maybe ends around them.

It's cute, but Convergence is also kind of an elseworld? So how official timeline canon is this?? Idfk. Technically this comic is a part of the Ew52, despite this being about the RR and Batgirl pre-flashpoint timelines. Because if this isn't a pre-flashpoint ending, then what is? They didn't really get one. They were just sorta comfortable working with one another, and Steph has that vision of Tim's child.

And then Steph didn't exist in the Ew52. Though technically Convergence is a part of that???? Agh.

Is Eternal a part of Rebirth? Not really I suppose since Timmy is still a swan queen.

If we're calling the end of Ew52 them riding off into the sunset, then sure, that's a very cute ending. But universes overlap awkwardly and idk where Eternal ends and Rebirth really begins.

If Rebirth is what's going now, then their ending is still an off-panel breakup with no explanation really other than Tim is exploring his sexuality, which, fab for him, we love to see it, but considering how attached at the hip he and Steph were prior to that it just seems sill to rip them apart without any sort of conversation between them. The two have a strong emotional bond, let's not just toss that aside.

Elseworlds are doing better in this respect. They're def married in Return of the Joker. Like who else is that purple and blonde woman supposed to be?? Tim looks like his father...

In Nightwing New Order, they're def married with KIDS.

Again, not explicitly stated, but who else is that little purple car supposed to belong to???

Genuinely there are an infinite number of "endings" out there for them. Some good, some bad, some romantic, some platonic. I don't think I've ever had one that I loved. I like them riding off into the sunset or snuggling at the end of the world because it just shows that at the end of it all, it's just the two of them against the world. But happy endings with them clearly married with kids is a TREAT. Like yes, now show me the simple courthouse wedding plz.

I don't know anon. I just want them happy. Any ending that at least recognizes their importance to one another and the reliance and trust they share is fine by me. I'm not overly picky in that sense, I just always HOPE that it ends with them in love. Can you really blame me?

#timsteph #tim drake #stephanie brown #personal #ask tbp

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scoups4lyfe · 2 years

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Hebi Anon

I need to stop going too fast when writing out long thongs because I forgot another extremely important thought I have about Taro's "relationship" with the others

Understanding is a two way street. Haruka at least has shown that she's putting in the effort to understand. Going to Jin to learn Taro's history and asking the questions of what is happening to try and understand their shared predicament of the Noto Layer. These are actions taken to understand Taro.

However, as I said before, I feel that Taro's not trying to understand on his end, which is frustrating to me. I'm neurodivergent and the word runs off of what I see are strange and arbitrary rules, so I ask questions and seek answers to understand. Trying to understand and failing I can get, but not trying at all is just AGH

(Yeah as you can probably tell, I don't like Taro. Sorry about that)

Haahahahahaha It's okay yo -- I'm more than sure that I'm liking Tarou enough for everyone else in this entire world

LOL

I can understand your frustration here :33. As someone used to actively seeking answers to understand whatever my lil homie's got going on would be More Than infuriating (lol).

But the thing is ---and I think this is important to state here ---

there are some things in life that you have to learn.

My friend Sushi is exactly (handshake) with you when it comes to asking questions and seeking answers when you fail to understand, because that would be the rational thing to do right?

Well I'm the opposite

(HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA rip)

And this is because I'm DAIJI ™ .

I was raised the same-ish way where since everyone else did everything for me, the idea of searching for answers (that, for example, my parents would just tell me) NEVER pops into my head first

instead I speedrun through all the stages of grief and have a full-on meltdown and then, MAYBE I'll think 'Oh yeah -- I can just google this?'

This is my learned helplessness nerfing me in the face (yeehaw). I'm used to being handed answers, to the point that I never think about asking questions ---that even the mere IDEA of asking when I'm confused doesn't ever pop inside my head

9/10 I go "Guess I'll die" and hope that I understand enough to get whatever confusing thing or situation solved.

For a long time I didn't understand show versus tell. But when I did BOOK CLUB with J and Nacho, their live-blogging of the material we read each month gave me that skill. Hearing Nacho say:

"Okay author-nim, why are you telling us this??? You should be showing us this instead" had me going

"O!!! That IS telling!!!!" and now I'm a pro when it comes to that topic.

Book Club started in November of 2020 -- so this skill was developed relatively not too long ago, but it wouldn't have developed at ALL if I didn't hear my comrades honest thoughts and criticism.

It's the same with analysis, I remember in my freshman year of college, after reading passages of the assigned literature, the professor (this is for english / english LIT classes) would ask: "Thoughts? Questions?"

And no lie it would be like

"You people got thoughts on these things??? Y'all got QUESTIONS????" ....But after experiencing class discussion enough, it became easier and easier to begin to learn how to ask questions or how to analyze the material I was consuming. Because I learned what questions I needed to be asking.

This happened because of (1) Proximity, (2) being challenged, and (3) learning through Osmosis.

I said in the previous ask, that Momoi hasn't ever been challenged. So while it might be obvious to ask questions and try to find answers, Momoi's never learned this. He's never needed to learn this.

Because he's been good at everything he's ever done, and had no one to help him grow (say, socially) he doesn't have the skills to ask questions. Why would he need to ask when he just does it easily, anyways? When he never had any trouble? He's never had to ask --so now he doesn't have the language he needs to learn how to understand, or how to seek out that understanding.

Something he DOES have trouble with is the social aspect of life. But again, all he knows is that he's wrong somehow --- he doesn't know why, he doesn't understand, and he has no one to ask, he doesn't even know how to ask.

He just accepts it as fact.

And because of this he operates on Momoi™ logic.

#Momoi doesn't understand not for lack of trying #its a skill #and he never learned it because no one challenged him to learn it #We are the environments and ppl we've been raised around #Your frustration with Momoi is because he is on the exact opposite side of how you've learned to navigate life #hence the 'wtf you freak???'#Believe me he isn't doing this maliciously #he really just doesn't know and doesn't know how to ask #which is a personal tragedy of someone in his situation RIP #my thougts #avataro sentai donbrothers #donbrothers liveblog #donbrothers #6 peach falls #before harvesting season #who let delivery boy bring a parade float to a gun fight #sentaisouped #hebi anon 🫡🤝💋#asks

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ssamie · 3 years

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twelve. “the moon looks beautiful tonight, doesn’t it?”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide

masterlist. suicide freak!

"kenma just this once please!!" y/n pleaded with a frown

"literally why?" kenma grumbled back.

they were currently seated by the stairway of the second-year building, five minutes away from being late to their next class, which was history. "because it's fun!" she reasoned "besides, you don't even listen to the lesson, you just play games under your desk"

"yeah, but it's not considered skipping classes" kenma sighed

"c'mon kenma, live a little!" she chuckled "then you can die with me afterwards."

kenma sighed but nodded in reluctance "fine, but please don't kill me" he said with a sigh

"huh? then how are we supposed to die?"

"the point is we're not going to."

after a little bit more convincing, and a very troublesome escape from the school grounds, they were finally on their way off. the pair was walking towards the same riverbank kenma found her on after disappearing

"ah, isn't this nice, kenma-kun?" she said with a content sigh. she was holding a box of apple pie, while kenma chomps on a slice. "the air is nice, the apple pie is nice, the bridge is kinda nice" she hummed

"did you know, this is where i found atsushi-kun on the brink of death from starvation!" she exclaimed with a bright smile

"i- what?"

"yes, that's right" she said "ah, good times~"

"i don't think you should consider that a good time" kenma sweat dropped "also, what's with you lately?" kenma asks her

"hm? what do you mean?" she responded with a raised brow "you've been kinda.. tamed?" he muttered as more of a question than a statement "like, usually your attempts would be more bizarre." he said with a shrug

kenma then reached out to grab another slice of the apple pie. that is, until his whole body shuddered. he looked up at her, looking like a shaken up kitten as he immediately shook his head.

"i don't mean that i want you to start going all crazy again!" he shrieked

she simply laughed, shaking her head as she sat down on the ground "well then i guess you're fulfilling your promise of keeping me alive, huh?" she mused

kenma blinked at her words and meekly nodded, a faint smile ghosting his lips "i guess.." he replied "anyways, what are we doing here?" he asks as he takes a seat next to her

"were here to slack off" she responded with a nonchalant grin "work is like, really stressful" she said with an exaggerated sigh

kenma simply furrowed his brows as he sent her a questioning look "but atsushi said you haven't done anything in like a week-"

"anyways, kenma." she cut him off "in return of making you skip class, i'll share some of my incredibly utile knowledge to you!" she announced cockily

"i don't think i need it.. nor do i want it" kenma deadpanned

"well, i'm gonna tell you anyways"

"but first, let me beat this level" she said with a cheeky grin as she snatches his PSP from his pocket. as she began to play, kenma simply watched her fingers click the buttons, silently watching as he nibbled on the apple pie

"now, as i was saying.." she muttered "my knowledge consists of the mafia and their history.."

"that's kind of relevant right?" she beamed with a small smile

"no, not really."

"alright! well, the mafia is kind of fun" she started out

"im gonna have to disagree." kenma sighed "it's the mafia, why would it be fun?"

"also, why are we talking about this anyway?" he rolled his eyes playfully at her

"because its literally all i know about" she chuckled "unless you wanna hear about how to dispose of dead bodies."

"no."

"okay. well, in this same spot we're sitting on, there have been at least.. like, maybe one or ten murders?" she cooed out with a small smile. kenma looked at her, face scrunching up as he picked himself up from the ground, holding his apple pie tightly as he walked away

"goodbye."

she laughed loudly as she watched him walk away, eyes darting from between the boy and the PSP in her hands "wait! kenma, im kidding!" she yelled out

"well, im actually not, but.. COME BACK!"

kenma sighed, looking back only to find her shuffling around with the device in her hands as she screams about losing.

"kenma you made me lose!" she groaned out. the pudding head simply sighed as he trudged back to her with an unamused look on his face

"well, whatever" she shrugged it off. she placed the PSP back in his pocket as she jumped up from the ground "you know what we should do?" she mused "we should steal a car and have a road trip!"

"no! are you crazy?" kenma let out an exasperated sigh

"i dunno about crazy, but i do know that kunikida-kun has a car and.." she trailed of with a suggesting smirk

(he prolly doesn't have a car i think, but go along w it 😋)

"were not gonna steal a car just to go on a road trip." kenma said to her

"really? i don't think that's the right response, kenma" she slumped out defeatedly

"we are NOT gonna steal a fucking car-"

"YOU STOLE THE FUCKING CAR?!" kenma rubbed his temples in distress as she stood proudly before him, holding the car keys with a grin

"yep!"

it has been fifteen minutes since she's disappeared, only to come back to announce that she had carnapped kunikida

"y/n, im pretty sure this is illegal." kenma sighed tiredly "do you even know how to drive?" he asked

"of course!" she said with an offended scoff "well..last time i drived, it ended in a crash" she mumbled sheepishly "but that's not gonna happen, i promise!"

kenma looked at her up and down, before shaking his head. "that doesn't sound very promising.."

"cmon, live a little!" she exclaimed as she unlocked the car doors

"i won't be able to if i die in a car crash, you understand that right?"

"that's even better!"

although despite his disputes, kenma ended up joining her anyways. now, he's seated in the passenger seat while y/n drives the car. music was softly playing through the speakers, though it was getting drowned out by kunikida's yelling, which was emitting through her phone

"oi! you bandage-covered brat, where the hell is my car?!" kunikida exclaimed

"stop with the names, kunikida-kun!" she whined out "and how dare you accuse me of such!" she exclaimed with a dramatic cry

kenma simply deadpanned at her as kunikida let out a deep breath from the other line

"i have very right to accuse you becauSE RANPO TOLD ME IN EXCHANGE OF A CHOCOLATE BAR!"

"AGH! BUT I MADE HIM PINKY PROMISE NOT TO SAY IN EXCHANGE OF A CHOCOLATE BAR TOO!"

she fake cried as kunikida continued on scolding her through the phone "now, now, kunikida-kun~" she cooed out "dont go screaming a lot, or else your vocal system gets messed up" she warned "they say you can cough your throat out."

"you- wait really?" kunikida asked in wonder

"i dunno" she responded nonchalantly

"STOP RIDICULING ME, BASTARD!" he exclaimed

"whatever.. there better not be any scratches or dents or i'll kill you myself" it was all he said before hanging up

she pocketed her phone and looked over at kenma, sending him a smile "that went well, won't you say so?"

"50/50" kenma responded "anyways, where are we going?" he asked her

"i don't know kenma, i've never done this before" she laughed softly "let's just drive around and stop for food once in a while" she said "let's just talk! preferably about our double suicide"

kenma laughed at her antics and nodded "okay, i'd like that."

in the end, they ended up roaming around the city. at some point they stopped by a wine shop to buy all of chuuya's favourite wine just to mess with him

chuuya did in fact come into the shop minutes later and had a fit.

by the time the sky got darker, kenma suggested going to a mcdonald's for some fries. but sadly, it ended with y/n flirting with the female cashiers, so he had to drag her away. they even stopped by a cliff to 'stargaze' but it ended with y/n trying to make them fall to their deaths, so that ended quite quickly.

now, they were back in the usual restaurant the agency goes to, having a light dinner.

"so, kenma-kun, how was our road trip?" she cooed out

"it was chaotic." he responded "but it was very fun, thanks for that y/n" he said with a smile

she smiled cockily as she sipped on her coffee, letting out a small chuckle as she does so. "heh, let's just hope kunikida-kun won't notice the scratches on his car"

kenma shifted nervously in his seat as he noticed kunikida leaning on the back of her seat, as well as atsushi listening in on their conversation.

"um y/n.." he said nervously, slyly pointing behind her, though she seemed to ignore him anyways

she snickered under her breath as she continued to talk. "there's so many scratches on the side! and-" she was cut off by kunikida's fist making contact with the side of her head, resulting in her falling off the seat

"y/n-san?!" atsushi called out with widened eyes

"what did you say, brat?" kunikida asked in a low tone as his tall figure loomed over her

"a-ah! what did i say?" she mused "i don't think i said anything, kunikida-kun! you must be hearing things!" she laughed sheepishly as she stood up straight once again "and why are you interrupting our dinner, hm?" she asked him

"shouldn't you be at work? tsk tsk tsk" she clisked her tounge as she shook her head disappointedly

kenma and atsushi froze in fear as kunikida seemed to have grew angrier by the second. veins popped out of his temple from agitation as he started strangling her, all while she still had that dumb and taunting smile on her face

"and who gave you, the poster child for sloth and irresponsibility, the right to say that to me?!" he yelled

"kunikida-san! don't kill her!" atsushi yelled out in panic "why not?! that's exactly what she wants!" kunikida exclaimed

"ehehehe- AGH!" she coughed out, wheezing slightly as he shook her around

after a quick minute of calming down, y/n was now back in her seat, facing kenma who was talking about a game he was currently playing "and this one is um- um.." kenma cut himself off, feeling himself grow anxious

his cat-like eyes look up to meet kunikida looking at him like a disappointed father "is something wrong?" he asked quietly

"i had trust in you, brat." kunikida said "i thought you were sensible enough to keep the maniac grounded."

"buT INSTEAD YOU BOTH HAD YOUR FUN CRASHING MY CAR AROUND-"

kunikida was cut short as y/n slammed her hand on his face and pushed him away with an innocent smile "now, now, kunikida-kun~" she cooed "kenma was talking about his new game, don't interrupt him!" she scolded him

"i don't care, you're paying me back" he said as he sent her a pointed glare. she simply laughed carelessly at that statement. though her laughter abruptly died down as she spun around to face atsushi.

"atsushi." she called out

"y-yeah?" atsushi replied hesitantly

"as your senior, i command you to pay the cost!" she exclaimed

"no! also, im older than you!" atsushi yelled at her

"oya~" she cooed tauntingly at him "but aren't i the one that saved your dying self months ago?!"

"and to think i believed we had a special bond" she sulked

"but y/n-san!!" atsushi panicked "I DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY!!"

"work it out~" she cooed as she ushered kenma out of the restaurant "we'll be going now~"

"are you really making me pay?!" atsushi shrieked

"bye-bye~"

"so what do you wanna do to end the night?" she asked him

they were currently walking around, basking in the moonlight while kenma talks himself up in his mind "um.. can we go back to the riverbank? like, by the bridge..?" he muttered quietly

"why? its already so late" she said

"just- can we just go?" he pleaded "... please?"

she looked at him and smiled, nodding along silently to his request. the walk to the bridge was quick and quiet. no one was speaking a word, only y/n humming under her breath and the sounds of cars passing by

the whole time, kenma was just screaming in his mind.

he was pondering over kuroo's oh-so-wise words. the suggestion to confess to her sounded more simpler at the moment. he's been preparing for it the whole day. but now that it was actually happening, he was honestly just considering jumping into oncoming traffic

"were here." she announced

kenma jolted, sporting a confused expression as he looked around their surroundings

"it seems you've been so lost in thought that you couldn't even tell we've arrived" she chuckled "so, what's on your mind, kenma?"

he didn't answer but simply watched her from his peripheral vision. she leaned on the metal railings, resting her hands on the bars as she looked down at the flowing water

the only light source they had was the moon, and the street lights littered around the bridge

"um.. it's just that-" he cut himself off with a deep breath

"that..?" she urged him further

"i- um-" he stammered nervously

kenma inhaled deeply through his nose before sighing. "i can't do this." he muttered

"what is it?" she asked worriedly "are you okay??"

"is it cause you wanna die with me? are you agreeing to the double-"

"t-thE MOON LOOKS BEAUTIFUL TONIGHT DOESN'T IT?!"

"i- why are you screaming?"

"fuck it. i like you, okay?"

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xelles-archive · 4 years

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Her Cure

➥ Peter Maximoff x Self-insert

➥ Genre: Fluff with a bit of venting

➥ Summary: Peter comes to his girlfriend's house, but wasn't expecting to see her with a down mood.

➥ Word Count: 3.3k

➥ Warnings: Don't read if you don't like sharing Peter as an f/o. This is super, SUPER self-indulgent, so please don't send any hate.

➥ A/N: I'll be using she/her pronouns in this story because I still haven't gotten used to writing myself as 'they' in stories. Also, Peter's little sister's name isn't confirmed. It's just a headcanon of mine that her name is Lorna.

➥ Tags: @nougatships @just-sinag @selfshipping-port

The ringing from the alarm clock on Peter's desk was the very first thing that welcomed him into this new day, but the repeating, annoying sound was immediately dismissed when he slammed his hand on it. He nearly punched down the whole thing due to his pressure. He groggily sat up on his bed and harshly rubbed his eye. "Agh!" He groaned, getting weird glitches in his vision. That didn't stop Peter from doing his routine though, as it quickly disappeared, too.

He went to his closet and changed from his pajamas to his casual wear. The classic black band t-shirt and silver leather jacket. He dashed upstairs once, then came back to his room and grabbed a comb to brush his hair. "Hell yeah, you're looking great." He clicked his tongue and pointed finger guns at himself in the mirror. He finally went upstairs, for real this time.

He was met with his mother cooking breakfast, and the smell of eggs and bacon rose to Peter's nostrils, making him inhale the precious scent. It was a classic breakfast, and he can't wait to eat it.

Finally, after a minute or so, Magda noticed his presence. "Oh, Peter! I didn't notice you there." She looked behind to give her son a bright smile, which he nicely reflected back. "Oh, well, ya know. Just doin' things as fast as I can." Peter shrugged his shoulders, as the sarcasm in his line of voice made the woman giggle. The wide smile stuck on her face as she went back to cooking. "It's almost finished. Maybe you could wake up your sister for the meantime."

Peter nodded in response, and even though his mom wasn't looking, she knew he already obeyed what she said. It's one of the good sides to his mutation.

Not even a minute has passed, and the young boy was already back to his previous spot. The mother looked at him in confusion and opened her mouth to ask, but Peter already knew – almost like predicting it — what she was supposed to say. "She's dressing up. Don't worry."

She smiled again, and expected nothing more or less of her son. When was there a time without Peter ever lightening up the mood? She doesn't remember at least one moment when it felt boring in the house, well, probably except before Peter came.

But none of that matters, as they're all together now.

Soon enough, the youngest member of the family came down. "Hey there, lil sis." Peter greeted his younger sibling, who seemed to be still sleepy. She yawned quite loudly and nearly fell off when she climbed up on the chair. Even with the lack of response, the cute little scene that occurred in front of him made Peter smile. "Still sleepy, huh?" He mocked.

Lorna merely hummed and nodded her head with her eyes still fluttering open. Their mother turned around with two plates in her hand, scooting them over to where Peter and Lorna were sitting. Both of them childishly eyed the well-done dish, their mouths watering in hunger. "Well then, let's dig in." The woman clasped her hands together, and the small family grabbed their respective utensils to start eating.

In just a blink of an eye, Peter was munching down on the food. Maybe too fast. Not even having a single bite, Magda placed down her spoon on the plate. "Peter, slow down." She remarked, quite calmly in fact. As a mother, she had the right to be concerned of her children's intentions.

"Hm?" Peter looked up from his plate, and when he saw the disapproving look on his mother's face, he gulped down the food as hard as he can. "Sorry." He raised his hand as a sign of apology.

A gentle smile replaced the frown on her face. "What's with the rush? Do you have a date?"

Lorna nearly choked on her food as soon as their mother ended her statement. She placed down her utensils and looked over to his older brother with excited eyes. "You're going out with Xelle again?!"

"Whaaaaat?" Peter scoffed. "Noooo." He waved his hand, rolling his eyes as he did so. "I'm just gonna visit her house, that's all." He was supposedly going to continue eating, but Lorna still had more questions. This little girl was always excited when it comes to Peter's girlfriend.

"But it's still considered a date, right?" She raised her eyebrows, awaiting for her older brother's response. Peter opened his mouth to speak, closed it, then opened it again with a cocked brow. "I guess? I mean, we're still going out, so yeah, maybe it's considered a date." He just shrugged it off as he grabbed his glass of water to drink.

Lorna squealed, shaking her arms in excitement, and even rocking her legs back and forth under the table. "Ooooh man! I can't wait to have my sister-in-law!"

Even one single word could cause everything to crumble. Their mother had been listening to their conversations at the start, but she wasn't expecting to hear such words from her daughter. Her eyes widened, while Peter spat out the water he was drinking. Magda quickly scolded him for making a mess in front of them. But then, it's gone in an instant. The table looked clean again.

The mother anxiously looked over to her daughter, giving her an uncertain smile. "Maybe that's too early for your brother, dear."

Tilting her head in confusion, she asked another question. Oh, how different the circumstances will be if Xelle was here right now. She could have hushed the young girl, at least. "Why? Is he not old enough to marry her?"

"Okay, Lorna, I'm only twenty years old." Peter suddenly intruded in the conversation as he wiped the excess liquid on his face. "Plus, I still got college to catch up to. I don't wanna rush things."

Their mother laughed at him. "That's funny coming from you." It took a while for Lorna to register the joke, but even Peter's humor was fast enough for him to understand. He didn't even realize he was making a joke, yet he still laughed along. "Hah, real funny, Mom. Anyway, I gotta go." He took one last bite from his food before dashing off, probably to Xelle's place.

Neither of the two females were able to say something before he left. Magda's eyes brought themselves to check Peter's plate, and she was not happy to see it. She frowned, and even if she knew he wouldn't hear her, she shouted out his name.

He suddenly appeared in the dining room again. "Sorry. Again." He gave his mother an apologetic smile as he grabbed his plate and washed it really quickly. He made sure he got to say goodbye properly this time.

Magda released a sigh. "I sure do hope I'll get a daughter-in-law, too."

The young girl smiled widely at her mother. "So you agree with me!"

Arriving in his girlfriend's place, Peter was refreshed to see the familiar green plants in her tiny little garden. With all the flowers and succulents, her house looked adorable. Thank heavens her father allowed her to live alone. He's been here multiple times already, mainly for checking up on her and taking her out on dates, but when he saw somebody on her doorstep, he stopped in his tracks.

It looked like a woman. Well, at least to Peter. She had long brownish hair and wore fancy clothing, she even had a purse dangling from her arm. There stood Xelle in the doorway, a clear frown on her face. Peter furrowed his eyebrows in worry as he watched this lady talk to his girlfriend. He couldn't hear what they were saying from this distance, so he just stood there. Besides, it was only a few steps away.

A few minutes had passed, and the lady finally turned around and entered her car, which was parked just outside. Peter pretended to walk as a passerby when the car zoomed past him. He looked behind him to check the plate number.

Xelle didn't even bother to look after that lecture from her stepmother. She ran her hand over her hair, tugging on it out of anger, as a long, sad sigh escaped from her lips. She had been fighting off her tears while she listened to those harsh words. She always thought of herself as a crybaby, and now that she finally has some time alone, she closed the door.

"Ow."

Or maybe not.

The female looked at her door, making an assumption that someone was behind it. She looked down at the ground, catching a glimpse of that silver-colored shoe she always recognized, stuck in between the door frame. She immediately opened the door, and to no surprise, she was faced with her boyfriend.

Peter waved his hand as a cute smile was embedded on his face. He didn't even need to say anything and Xelle already found herself smiling again, even the slightest. "Hi, Peter."

That was highly unusual. She'd usually jump at him for a hug or smile widely at him. The young boy noticed her change of behavior, the smile on his face disappearing. "You okay?" He brought his hand down.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She responded, turning around as she allowed Peter to come inside. He was polite enough to remove his shoes and set it aside before actually coming in. He closed the door and followed Xelle into the kitchen, which was just beside the living room.

Washing dishes, once again. Never the same, never different either. Peter watched her fingers gracefully slip past the smooth plates and place them down on a dryer. It was a weird thing for him to observe, but he loved every little thing about her. He can't resist himself.

Xelle was finally done with the dishes, dabbing a towel on her hands to get rid of the wetness, when Peter suddenly appeared beside her. He leaned onto the counter as he smiled at her. "So who was that lady earlier?"

Bringing her gaze to him, she raised an eyebrow at him. "What lady?" She asked as she hung the towel on the fridge's handle. "The lady you were talking to in the doorway." Peter responded, tilting his head while he awaited for her answer.

Xelle narrowed her eyes at him. "You were eavesdropping on us?" She asked in disbelief. The male in front of her widened his eyes and awkwardly laughed. "What? No. I just saw you talking with her." He stood up straight, placing a firm hand on her waist and bringing her over to him. Their bodies ended up colliding each other as their eyes focused on the ones in front of them. "You know I wouldn't lie to you." He pushed back a strand of her hair behind her ear.

She smiled at him, genuinely this time. "I know." As she thought the heavy burden in her chest was finally going to disappear, it just came back again. The corners of her lips deepened themselves into a frown, and to prevent Peter from seeing it, she pushed herself away from him. "But you don't need to worry about her. She's just my stepmother." She walked away into the living room.

Peter was, at first, confused why she suddenly distanced herself like that. The biggest thing that confused him was the stepmother. "Wait, stepmother? You have a stepmom?" He questioned as he followed her path.

"Yeah," she plopped down on the couch, "she and Papa didn't last long, though." Grabbing the remote control, she turned on the television. Her arm was laid out on the couch's backrest while her other one faced the squarish electronic. "But like I said, you don't need to worry about her." A few static sounds were brought to life until she stopped to one channel.

Even if she says that, of course he's still going to worry. Xelle was acting strange and he was not liking it. He pressed his lips into a thin line, shaking his head and stepping towards the couch. "Do you really think," he started as he sat beside Xelle, "I would believe that when you have that look on your face?"

Xelle brought her gaze to him and slightly tilted her head. "What do you mean?" In a flash, the remote control in her hand was gone. She looked at the absence of the object for a quick moment before she looked at Peter, who now had the remote in his hand, with wide eyes. "You know what I mean." He turned off the television and set the remote aside.

The short-haired female merely stayed silent and stared at him with uncertainty, this lack of response made Peter cross his arms. "C'moooon. You can't keep hiding things from me." He cooed a bit teasingly.

She knows she can't. He could always tell when something is bothering her, and that's why she still loves him to this very day. It's one of the biggest reasons why she's so happy every time she's with him. She took one deep breath before crawling over to Peter, to which took him by surprise. "Oop-" He yelped as Xelle pushed him down on the couch. She somehow got in between his legs and made herself comfortable to lay on his chest.

The adorable sight that took appearance in front of Peter's eyes made him chuckle out of amusement. He wrapped his arms around her and smirked down at her. "What, we're just gonna cuddle without even telling me what the problem is?"

Xelle giggled in response. As soon as her light laughter died down, her eyes wandered off to somewhere. "It's just…" She started. "Sometimes it's hard having alexithymia."

"Alexi- wha-" Peter narrowed his eyes, but it didn't take him long to realize what she was talking about. "Ohh, right. Alexithemic."

"Alexithymia." She corrected him.

"Right. Yeah."

She couldn't help but to at least smile at his silliness. "I don't know, it's just, it's hard expressing my emotions." The weight on her body — even though nothing was on her — felt heavy, as she found herself sinking deeper into Peter's embrace. "Especially since I don't have the confidence to speak up." Her hands gently hovered his shoulders. "I mean, it's not very severe, but it's, it's still difficult. It causes misunderstandings."

"Your emotions seep out a lot to me, though."

Xelle brought her eyes to look at him. He had that adorable little smile and raised his eyebrows, as if he was trying to prove what she said was wrong. "I could tell that you're sad, and…happy, oh, and…angry?" His statement sounded so unsure, but that somehow still made her laugh.

That's all he wanted to hear, after all.

A tiny chuckle is enough to relieve him that she's doing fine. He doesn't really consider himself a good person to ask for advice, but if Xelle sees him that way, he'll try the best he can.

Peter caressed the top of her head, despite the shortness of her hair, he wanted to get a better look on her face. "I'm kidding. But what makes you say that?" He tried to continue the conversation.

"Well, you saw my stepmother earlier, right?"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." She fiddled with her fingers and lightly clasped them together as she tried to find the right words to say. Peter could sense a bit of hesitance from her, but nonetheless, he waited for her to speak. "We kinda got into, uh, we got into an argument because I didn't get to say I'm sorry." Fully clasping her fingers together into a tight hold, her breath hitched for a quick second. "It's, it's one of the things I hate about myself."

Xelle was supposed to bury her face on Peter's chest out of the shame, until she felt sudden movement and had no choice but to look up. "Heeey." Peter pushed himself up with his arms and stared down at her. "Just because you didn't get to do something you want doesn't mean you can hate yourself." He said, receiving an astonished look from his girlfriend.

He didn't know what he truly meant, but he was saying it from the heart. He knew how it felt like to hate yourself for the things you do. He just didn't want to see the sweetest girl he had ever met do it to herself, too.

"I mean," his eyes looked everywhere before quickly bringing themselves back to Xelle, "you were considering the fact that you should apologize to her. That already makes you a good person, right?" He attempted to reach out to her face and caress her cheek with his thumb. "Besides, if you hate yourself, I'm hating myself, too."

Eyes burning up in tears, Xelle found herself melting into Peter's touch. A silent weep escaped from her lips, and as she couldn't bring herself to speak up, she just nodded her head in response. It was so easy for her to tear up, and yet Peter doesn't mind any of that. As soon as he saw her crying, he brought her into a hug. At moments like these, it felt like her alexithymia was gone.

Peter was her cure.

What sounded like sniffs turning into sobs eventually took over the conversation as the couple found comfort just by being in each other's arms. Peter gave her the time to let out her tears, giving her occasional back rubs and gripping onto her like he didn't want to ever let her go. It always hurt him to see her like this.

When her tightened posture finally loosened up, and her breath seemed to slow down, Peter also found himself finally calming down. It almost felt like their heartbeats were synchronized, being so physically close to each other gave them more of a chance to be connected.

Just as Peter opened his mouth to speak, his ears was met with something he never expected to hear on a day like this,

"I love you."

His eyes widened. "What?"

"I said I love you, Peter."

Did she really say that? She never voluntarily says 'I love you' to anyone, including Peter himself. Did she just really say 'I love you' to him?

"I- Wow-" He stopped himself mid-sentence as he chortled. Xelle pulled herself away and took a glance at her boyfriend's shocked expression. The corners of her lips brought themselves up to form a smile as she breathed out a laugh. "What, you're not used to it?" She teased.

"Yeah, well," Peter shook his head, "you never say those three words to anyone." He spoke through gritted teeth. Xelle's chest felt lighter as she released another hearty laugh. That laugh of hers that always gets Peter's head in cloud nine. It's something he always treasured, and now that he heard it again, he almost flinched when he felt her hands fondle with his cheeks. "Then consider yourself lucky." She placed a peck on his nose before nuzzling her face in his neck.

Peter was left speechless, his mouth slightly agape, after that unexpected occurrence. That quick nose kiss made his heart skip an extra beat. He was weak for those types of kisses. He doesn't know why, but he always gets flushed and hot when he receives affection from Xelle — let alone her rare, peculiar, wholesome behavior.

He was going to wrap his arms around her, when an idea popped in his head.

"Hey, you know what?"

She hummed in response, staying in position.

Peter grabbed her shoulders and gently pushed her away, grinning widely at her.

"I love you too." Using his superspeed to his advantage, he showered her with lots of kisses on her face. To Xelle, it felt like she was being tickled. She laughed out loud as she tried to cover her face from any further kisses, but they still kept coming. Overwhelmed with the amount of love she's getting, she just slammed her hands and managed to catch Peter's face, finally closing in their distance and placing a firm kiss on his lips. It wasn't long enough before he gave in and returned the pleasure to her.

At this moment of time and day, Xelle feels content with everything that involves Peter.

#xelle.content #selfship con 2020 #self ship con 2020 #wooo this will be my first contribution for the con!!#i have more drafts to post so idk maybe look forward to that??#i plan to give imagine scenarios to y'all so :eyes:#👣 gotta go fast #s/i: kryxelle xavier

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dark-and-kawaii · 6 years

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Hey! I was wondering if we could get another teaser excerpt from your Chisakixreaderxshigaraki fic? I'm so excited for it! Btw that recent request you made for Chisakixreaderxchrono was so so freaking good!! But I felt bad for Hari tho, I just want them to equally share the s/o (trust me, they would be doing the s/o a favor lol)

Hari is just too easy for me to hurt, i can’t help it… Maybe one day he will find happiness… maybe *shrugs* ╮( ˘ ､ ˘ )╭

SURE THOUGH!!!! I have the first part written out and the third part! (i skipped part two for now!) BUT SURE!!!!

Sorry it took SO DANG LONG!!!!! I just didn’t know how i felt about this!

Please please please you, and everyone else let me know if you liked how i did this part >_

SHIGARAKI X READER X CHISAKI

PART ONE.

You don’t know how you managed it, but by some miracle you were able to press the dial button on your phone before your attacker smacked it out of your hand.

“Te-Tenko…” Your eyes were filled with watery tears as your arm covered the lower half of your face, shielding your trembling lips.

Your savior had arrived, you saw the dark purplish portal opening in the corner of the elevator. Out coming was Tomura Shigaraki. His face covered with Father; despite the rest of his facial features being covered you could see in the smallest slit the rage in his eyes.

Shigaraki saw that not only were your denim shorts unzipped but your white tie up top was now opened, exposing your left breast. He had never seen so much red before from anger. Who did this attacker think he was? Laying his filthy hands on something that didn’t belong to him.

Shigaraki had no idea what took over his mind, but all he could think was ‘gotta protect her. End this piece of trash now!’ Never in his life did he have the urge to actually “save” someone, but when it came down to you he was willing to put aside the evil that laid dormant…

Dropping to the elevator floor from the portal, Shigaraki stands between you and your attacker.

“Just who in the hell do you think you are? Didn’t anyone teach you that you can’t just go around touching things that don’t belong to you… Especially when they belong to me!” Not giving the man time to react, with his hands held out, Shigaraki lunged at the man. Making contact with the mans face, Shigaraki pressed all five fingers on the mans face as his other hand pressed on the mans stomach. It didn’t take long for the man to decay away…

You don’t know why, but as your body shakes and your lips tremble… A flashback plays through your mind as you remember how Shigaraki came to be apart of your life…

It was a quiet evening when you were walking yourself home after your shift. You didn’t know what took over you but instead of cherishing the long way home you had decided to take a shortcut through an alleyway. Which is where you discovered the injured male.

His body looked tattered, blood drenching his already dark clothing, and adding to the mess was a gash on the side of his face which you could barely make out due to the hand covering his face.

The hands all over him were a dead giveaway… you knew who this young male was. He’s supposedly the leader of the league of villains, but still. Could you really just leave him here to die like this?

All your life all you’ve ever wanted was to help people, but being born quirkless gave you a huge disadvantage. Leaving you to be just an average girl trying to survive med school.

You wanted to leave him, he’s a criminal, a villain, someone who’s definitely, maybe, killed before, maybe? Of course he has! You turned your back towards him, your hands on your head, you were so confused, why was this so hard? Just leave and forget about it… Looking over your shoulder, you saw his breathing was faint, his chest was lifting slowly, he was struggling… bad.

So doing what most humans wouldn’t do, you tossed one of his arms over you, attempting to carry the injured villain… ‘Man why are you so heavy!? For a skinny thing you sure do weigh a lot.’

It took you an extra hour to get home, but you managed to drag him through your front door…

Panting you fell beside him, it was a long journey home… you had to keep taking breaks, plus whenever someone came by you threw him on the ground behind either a trash can or garbage bags.

Once you were home with him you dragged him inside, laying him on the ground next to your couch you ran to your bathroom so you could find your supplies.

Gathering your medical box you patched him up, but there was still the giant gash on his face… you wanted to patch it up too… but that hand on his face… what if… it zaps you? You were aiming to grab it so you could reveal his face, but when you heard a small noise escape him you became frightened and ceased your movements. “Okay… there goes that idea, maybe i can manage to place a band-aid there with the help of some tweezers…” You did as you said to yourself, you were able to squeeze your tweezers under the hand that rested against his face so you could place a band-aid on his gash.

After you had him all patched up you didn’t know what to do next, leave him on the ground? Throw him back outside? Give him a stuffed animal incase he gets lonely? Throw him out your window? Call the cops? No! That’s the worst idea! He would kill you if he found out, literally! “Agh! What do i do?” Holding your head you sat next to the villain, your hair sticking up all over the place. Scratching your head you finally decided to bring him a pillow and blanket, lifting his head you placed the pillow under his head before throwing the blanket over his body.

You were just too nice, and deep down you knew it would haunt you if you threw him back out on the streets.

There was little to nothing else you could do for him after getting him situated on the floor so you decided to head to your room for the night hoping and praying he wouldn’t wake up and kill you in your sleep.

You were slowly regaining consciousness as the scintillating light from outside your window crept through, hitting you directly on the face. You shut your eyes, remembering that there was a villain in the very next room… ‘Maybe he left’ you thought, but you doubted it. Cracking back open your eyes, you knew you had to face the music.

Slipping on some sweats and a hoodie, you made yourself presentable before making your way out of your room.

“Uhm- hel-hello?” Peeking out of your room you saw that the villain was still passed out on your floor.

‘He’ll probably be hungry by the time he wakes up… should i?’ thinking to yourself, pondering whether you should fix him breakfast or not. You eventually decide to cook him up something delicious. ‘Eggs and bacon it is then’ Heading to your itty bitty kitchen you started gathering everything for breakfast.

Unbeknownst to you, Shigaraki’s lashes began to flutter open, waking as he heard a loud clatter. Awakening, his head is spinning, but that isn’t the main focus right now. Analyzing his surroundings he realizes that someone had brought him here, but who?

Flipping the eggs, you heard movement coming from your living room. This was it, time to face the villain you had rescued. Placing the eggs and bacon on a plate you hesitantly took a step towards your living room. Upon entering you were shoved against a wall, the force knocking the air out of you for a split moment. That’s the least of your concern though, your shoulder is burning, and it feels like pins are going into your flesh. Viewing down at your shoulder, you see a small part of your shoulder is starting to decay.

Grabbing his wrist with your hand you beg him to stop, but he only glares at you through the hand on his face, “St-stop please!” Your nails dug into his wrist a bit and that’s when Shigaraki peered down to see that his arm was patched up.

“Are you the one who brought me here?” He loosened his grip and lifted his index finger to stop you from decaying completely. “Ye-yes… I- I am… You wer-”

“Why!?”

“You were badly injured, and i didn’t want you to die in a forlorn alley! No one deserves that, right!?” Eventually, Shigaraki freed your shoulder.

He should just kill you right here and now, but you clearly knew what you were doing when it came to the medical field… Maybe you would come in handy.

“And the cops?”

You shook your head, “I- I haven’t called them! I knew better than that, you would kill me if i called them or have one of your minions do it!”

Glaring at you from behind the hand on his face, Shigaraki tries to believe you, but he’s having doubts.

“You seem to know what you’re doing in the medical field, are you some sort of hero healer?”

He was still standing extremely close to you, his body and arms caging you in, you could feel his body heat radiate off him.

“N-no, i’m just trying to make it through medical school so i can become a doctor.” Your voice was low, why hasn’t he killed you yet?

“Then let’s make a deal, you’ll become my personal healer and i won’t kill you. Got it? You wouldn’t want to die before you made it to the final level would you?”

Final level? What was this guy talking about, was he seriously making video game references…

“…Deal… Just please let me go before the rest of your food burns…”

Gripping Shigaraki’s shirt as he holds you close, you peek to see what was left of your attacker as you and Shigaraki both sit and hold one another on the elevator.

“Tenko… I was so scared.”

He knew this feeling in his chest, he was terrified. Holding you tightly, he’s afraid that if he lets go you’ll evaporate. He hears your words, but he says nothing.

You didn’t expect him to say anything, he was still new to this whole love thing, and before you he didn’t have anyone except his master. Worlds wouldn’t have mattered anyway, because the way he’s cradling you in his arms says everything.

“You’ll no longer be staying here in these apartments. You’re coming back with me to the hideout. That’s a demand not a request.”

Nodding your head against his chest, you agree to it as Shigaraki pulls out his phone.

“Kurogiri, portal.”

Back at the hideout, Shigaraki shows you his room. You’ve never seen it after all these months, he’s always only came to your place.

“This looks like it would be your room, Ten-”

“Don’t say my name while you’re here. The others don’t need to know it.”

“Right…”

Pulling back the sheets on his bed, you climb in, exhausted from the event that just occurred. You watched as he moved around his room, ‘Why are all these memories popping into my head… Is it because i thought i would never see him again?’

Looking down at your hands you smooth out the sheets, ‘Who would have thought, me? In a secret relationship with a villain… A villain who just saved me… I love him… so damn much… I love you, Tenko Shimura.’ Holding your head, it throbbed as another memory kicked in..

“Are you ever going to let me see your full face, Shigaraki? I mean it’s been about two weeks now, I feel like you at least owe me a face reveal. Especially since you keep having me use all my medical supplies, and besides I was nice enough not to take the hand off your face when I patched you up the first night I found you… I could’ve done it but I didn’t.”

“You thought it would zap you if you touched it, that’s the only reason you left it on.”

Your face had fallen to a small little pout.

“…That’s somewhat true… but still. I just really want to see the guy I’ve been harboring, it’s only fair! You already know I won’t go to the police! So what harm could this do?”

Shigaraki reached up to scratch his neck only to be stopped by both your hands. One hand gently covered where he was about to scratch while your other hand rested on his to hold it back from going up further.

“Please.” You could feel him stiffen due to your hand laying on the side of his neck. You could tell it wasn’t because he was scared you’d run off to the police, more so judge him.

Gliding your hand down slowly from his neck until you reached where his heart lays dormant inside him.

“Shigaraki… no one is hideous in my eyes. It’s all about what’s in here.”

Pressing lightly on his chest you could feel his increased heartbeat. You really wondered why his heart was beating so fast… has he never experienced this, someone touching him so gently… at all?

“I kill people, doesn’t even matter if they’re kids. I attempted to kill a little brat not long ago until eraserhead stopped me.”

In the time he was explaining how he kills people he gradually moved one of his hands to your face, only leaving his pinky finger extended out.

“My hand was pressed to her face, I was ready to do it but eraserhead is just too cool.”

Your living room was silent, neither of you made a sound. Your hand was still pressed against his heart while his palm and four fingers were pressed to your face.

“I could do it now ya know. End your life as if it was nothing, it would be game over for you.”

Shigaraki’s pinky inched closer to your temple, but unlike most people instead of feeling fear you were at ease. You were tense for only a second before realizing it. So you did what most wouldn’t do in a situation like this. Your hand left his chest, now guiding both your hands to the one that covered his face. You waited for him to smack your hands away, but instead Shigaraki grasped your wrist making sure to leave one finger extended on both his hands.

“Don’t.”

“Please.”

“I’m what you would call repulsive in the facial department. So there’s no need for you to be so curious. It’s annoying anyhow.”

“Tomura… Please.”

Using his first name kind of hit him hard, you were being serious. Is this really all you wanted? To see his disabled face? Why? Shigaraki was so confused, why would someone be so curious, and about his face? It’s nothing to look at, it’ll only scare you away… Wait. Why would he care if it scared you away?

Shigaraki was scared you would run if you saw his face, but he was even more scared of you leaving if you didn’t see it… So unnaturally his grasped loosened on your wrists, “I’ll do it, don’t touch father.”

You nodded, agreeing to his request.

Taking hold of father, Shigaraki lowered the hand so you could get a full view of his tattered face.

“There, happy? Is it everything you weren’t hoping for and more? Go ahead tell me how you really fee-”

Placing your hands on his cheeks had silenced him. No he didn’t have a face society would deem as attractive, but… “I like it but,” to you, he was exquisite and quite handsome. Your hands wandered closer to his lips where two scars rested, “You should smile more.” That’s when you pushed his lips up so you could force a smile on his face.

That’s when he finally smacked your hands away, “enough of your games, i hate liars.” Five of his fingers were reaching close to your face, but instead of backing down you raised your hand and smacked his hand that was reaching for your face.

“Liar? I was being hones-”

You were knocked back by him.

Shigaraki had a firm grip on your throat, using your neck to support nearly his entire body, his pinky up in order to keep you from decaying for the time being. Steadily your oxygen was decreasing, slowly you were slipping unconscious, but with the tiny strength you had left… Instead of fighting him off, you elevated one hand to his cheek again. Placing it there tenderly while showing him a benevolent smile.

The compassion in your touch had caused him to release his grip on your throat before his pinky was able to make contact.

You were finally able to breath again after a few coughs, but you noticed his hands were still placed on either side of your head… He was looking down at you, his red eyes full of shock, and yours full of loving warmth.

You were both lost in one another’s eyes that you had both failed to realize the position you were both currently in…

Shigaraki laid above you on the couch, his right knee pressing in between your legs, and your hands caressing his face.“Tomura?”

Despite him trying to kill you seconds ago, your voice was full of concern for him. His crimson eyes began to soften… You could see though, there was something more in his eyes… Like, he felt guilty about something.

“Tomura? Are you oka-”

“Tenko… Tenko is my real name. Tenko Shimura.”

He leisurely began to sit up from you, but when he had moved his knee that was pressed in between you he heard a subtle noise… it was a subtle squish. He’s played plenty of R rated games to know… You were excited down there…

You however did not catch the noise your womanhood had made, you just continued to sit up with him.

“Tenko?” -you reached out with your hand, only to hesitate for a second before you gently place your hand atop of his- “Ya know… I like that name a lot more, Tenko. It’s got a nice ring to it, ~Teeennnnkkkooo.” Giggling softly you didn’t even catch that you placed your head on his shoulder, as your hand laid on his still.

Shigaraki stared down at you, all this contact was making him uneasy but at the same time, he felt this warm feeling in his chest. What was this? Why didn’t he push you off of him… Why were you… wet for him…

Holding your head, you smiled at the memory. He was a complex guy, but it would be so boring if he wasn’t. He really did make your life a bit more interesting, and in all honesty you wouldn’t want it to be anyone else in your life.

“Tenk-Tomura, i know you have a lot to do still tonight, but do you think you could stay with me until i fell asleep. I know you need to find the others but i-”

“Shut up. Why would you think i wouldn’t stay?”

Walking over to his computer desk, Shigaraki grabbed the gloves you made for him a few days after he told you his real name…

“Thanks for letting me go to the mall with you, Tenko! I really needed a new pair of shoes! Who was that kid you ran into? I saw you talking to him but-”

As soon as Shigaraki closed the door you gasped as he yanked down the zipper of your dress and pushed you onto the couch.

Shigaraki’s figure hovered over your nearly bare form, as he stared at your soul. He was devouring you and you were swimming into his brain. You both could feel everything about each other in that moment. You were both in love. Crashing his lips to yours, it was a bruising kiss, he didn’t know what to do, but he figured this was the way to do it. Yours and his breath synchronized. Unclasping your bra as he destroyed your panties, clothes were just a simple nuisance now.

Your hands were tangled in his hair as he rocked his hips deep against you. Shigaraki was too far gone in his moment of bravery, and the second he touched your hips… You yelped in pain.

Looking down he saw that he had placed all ten of his fingers onto your soft flesh… Quickly removing his hands he removed himself off you.

“I’m leaving!”

He wanted to touch you, to feel you, to experience this desire with you… but… he would only end up killing you…

“W-Wait! Tenko! You can’t!”

“Why the hell now? It’s pointless for me to be here, i’m not injured.”

Flying off the couch you embrace him from behind, “Y-You can’t leave…-” He could feel your tears dampen the back of his hoodie… His teeth bitting at him already damaged lips, his fists balled up, if he stays you’ll be the one needing healing…

Moving his legs, Shigaraki drifted towards the door causing you let go of his hoodie…

“Please… It was an accident, you didn’t mean to, Tenko. I-I don’t hate you… I know it wasn’t on purpose.”

He laid his his forehead on your door, his hand carefully around the knob…

“I-I was waiting to give you something, but i-” You wiped your face, “I didn’t know when to give them to you… I guess now would be the perfect time… Just… Don’t go, please… Tenko…”

Rushing to your room, Shigaraki stayed next to door, all he had to do was twist the handle and leave, but… Something maybe him stay, he was curious at least to see what this stupid gift was.

Sprinting to his side you grabbed hold of his arm and placed the item in his palm, “Here, I made these for you! Now please, don’t leave me to be here alone tonight.”

Shigaraki saw a pair of gloves placed in his palm… The fingers were missing except for the pinky…

“If you put these on, you won’t be able to use your quirk… You can… feel… and touch things without worrying about your quirk… you can-” You looked away from him, “…You can touch me…”

Slipping on the gloves you made for him so he couldn’t hurt you in his sleep, Shigaraki made his way towards you and his bed.

“What’s that look for?”

“Hmm? Oh nothing. Just remembering some things, that’s all.”

Shigaraki glared at you, but soon crawled into bed alongside with you.

“Tomura, thank you.”

“For?”

“For saving me today… and staying.”

His room was silent minus his computer screen buzzing…

“You belong to me, _____.” Pinning you down, Shigaraki’s gleaming red eyes gazed down at you. “And only me.”

Caressing his cheek you twinkle at him, “Who else would i belong to? I don’t know how you did it, but you captured my whole heart. I love you so much-” You began to whisper into his ear, ”Tenko Shimura

Pressing his forehead to yours, Shigaraki spoke with question, “Is that this feeling then? The same feeling i had that night i hurt you… Am i…”

“In love?” You giggled, “I think so, why else would you be here with me right, why else would you have saved me?”

His lips finally met yours. This was only the second time he has kissed you, and still he was unsure of what to do fully, but as you wrapped your arms around you guided him through the kiss as you did the first time.

His gloved hands move awkwardly around your body as your tongue traces his dried lips. Clumsily he opens his mouth to let you explore before he begins to move his mouth with your movements.

It’s getting hard to breath and you need to break the kiss for air, doing so you pulled back to see his messy blue locks hiding his face. Pushing his hair back so you can see his face, you can’t help but think how adorable he looks right now.

“Was that, better than the first time?”

Pressing your head to his you laughed, “Much! You’re actually a pretty decent kisser.”

Pushing your head with his, Shigaraki kisses you once again, but this time… he was the dominant one.

Discarding your both your clothes, Shigaraki lined himself up with your entrance, but before he pushed inside you he remembered how your attacker had gotten your top down and your breast out… Shigaraki remembered that some piece of trash had his hands on you…

“He had his hands on you…”

“Hmm?”

“He touched you… I’ve never been so enraged… I want to erase his touch…”

Grabbing you by the hips, Shigaraki then spread your beautiful legs and aimed his hard, ready to explode cock directly at your waiting pussy. His lips locked onto yours as he slid it inside of you slowly, filling you and causing you to shift your hips to accept it. You couldn’t get used to his size, even after the first few times. A gentle rhythm began and you matched him, bucking your hips to meet each stroke. You both remained in sync. Slowly the pace increased and he could hear his own voice groaning as the warmth of your cunt enveloped his cock over and over again. Moaning into his mouth as your tongues danced in concert with the music his locked cock and your cunt created. Wrapping your legs around Shigaraki’s back you then used him to pull your own ass off the bed as he withdrew and pulled himself back as he plunged into your cunt again. Shigaraki’s chest was rubbing against the raw flesh on your breasts as you both fucked. You broke your mouth away from his and buried your head in his shoulder, your arms holding on for dear life and your gasping breath made his shoulder damp.

“Am I hurting you?” he rasped.You felt a sudden powerful fierceness, as if a challenge had been issued. You smiled into his shoulder, "No,“ You said, “But I want you to.” Shigaraki’s devilish smile returned. Grabbing you violently and pushing his cock deep inside of you, your head flew back as you gasped at the impact and the pleasure. Never in your life had you felt anything so satisfying as his flesh pounded into you. For a few minutes you were paralyzed. Your eyes wide and tearing up with the ecstasy. You stared blankly as he fucked your body into oblivion. Railing ruthlessly against your pelvis. Shigaraki held your wrists up over your head and pinned them to the mattress with his protected hands. Laying you out like a helpless doll. Your tits bounced with each thrust he made and your entire being was rocked. You began orgasming so powerfully that you started to squirt. The wet slapping of his flesh against your own grew ever harder and more violent.

You moaned out his name, “Tenk- Tomura! Right there! Please keep going!” He moved his hands from your wrists to your throat and clasped them tightly. His face was alive with all of his spirit, his eyes aflame with savage desire. The faster and harder he thrust the more tightly and more desperately he closed his hands around your throat. You were floating in a mist of ecstasy, your body limp and completely destroyed. You were cumming uncontrollably. Squirting and pulsing as if your body were losing all control, and then he gave a final, earth shattering thrust as he came inside you. Coating your walls with his milky white seed.Falling upon you. Both of you were heaving and sweating and completely entranced by the power of this drug called sex. You kissed him and tasted blood. You had both bitten each other so hard that both of your lips were bleeding…

“I’ll never leave, ___…” With his eyes closed, Shigaraki had drifted off to sleep while laying on top of you.

Smiling to yourself, you played with his hair and traced your finger tips across his lean back.

“Me either, Tenko…”

Embracing the night with him you closed your heavy eyes and joined him in sleep… Sadly though, neither of you knew… This would be the last night you two would embrace one another for quite some time… If ever again…

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