#He doesn't question why I'm so jumpy. Why I'm so scared all the time. Why I cry easy and run at ever opportunity.

[kakusu-shipping]

🥥&/or🍫&/or🧋for Nezu (i hope one of these works haha) - @wheresunandseameet

Yes and thankyou very much!!! I'm so sorry for being picky like this, thankyou for your patients!!

🥥 - If your familiar f/o is being hurt by someone else what would you do to help?

M-Mister Nezu.. Hurt by someone else...? I... I'm not really s-sure... All I'm good at is teleporting an-and I need to be.. touching someone to teleport them and.. Mr. Nezu... Doesn't like being touched... so I couldn't get him out of danger......

I-I'd have to go get some-someone else, someone st-stronger, a-a good hero.. May-maybe Mr. Yagi o-or Mr. Aizawa... Someone else.. wh-who could help..

🍫; What would other characters in your familiar f/o's source think of you and your f/o?

(out of character) Most of the UA staff are rather thrown off by Nezu adopting a kid, especially one raised by the Hero Commission. He's never been a compassionate mouse, he can't handle being touched in any way, and truthfully his energy for children start and end on a professional level.

All Might is probably the only one who understands the guilt Nezu carries for leaving Hawks behind when he left the Hero Commission, and that this, taking one of their child soldiers out of that life, is his way of easing his conscious at least a little. He's also the only one who supports him in this, playing a sort of co-parent to me. More like a grandfather I suppose. He's the main one to give physical affection, support, and encouragement. Though he certainly shows favoritism to Midoriya, he tries to be there for all his students, including me, especially sense I have no one else in my corner.

Most of Class 1-A and 1-B react to Nezu legally adopting me with the same amount of confusion as the teacher's did. It just seems so out of character for their aloof principal. The rumor that we're closer related than just adopted father/son spread and a lot of 1-A pestered me for background information on Nezu for a while until Bakugo made them back off.

[clus444]

The Mall

Simon Riley x Bimbo!reader

This is a Simon Riley introduction to my page. The reader is described as black but anyone can read. This took a minute to post because I had work and I didn't know a good situation. But anywayyys...Enjoy! Outfit inspo!!!

"He had the nerve to tell me that I need to get a grip on life," I speak into the phone. My friend Sasha snorts on the line. I roll my eyes a little bit at the sound of her laugh. I'm trying to tell this girl my problems and she playing. I stop and look at an outfit displayed in the window on a mannequin.

"Girl you need to kick this man to the curb. Hang up on you...not in the mood.," She mimics that TikTok sound. I laugh out loud at that as the jean two-piece rings around my mind. There are endless possibilities for outfits that can come out of this. The gold belt really pulls the outfit together. I smile brightly as a decision is made up in my mind. I get ready to text the man-child that is my boyfriend.

"Shit," Is all I here before I run into a goddamn big ass stone wall. My phone falls out of my hand and I try to catch myself. Big rough hands grip my waist and firmly pull me to them then my phone does one 'fuck you' bounce on the floor to me. I shriek when I look up and see a black face mask close to my face. Not expect him to be leaning down on me.

I can swear by the way his way eyes move, there must be a smirk on his face. I quickly get out of his grasp and move to get my phone. "Jumpy little thing," His British accent catches me off guard. I look him up and down, his 6'0+ self with muscles in places I didn't even know could have muscles. His deliciously thick arms that I would let wrap around me any day. "You're British," I state turning my head up to look him in the face.

He stares blankly for a second, "Am I?" I nod to his question and look at him funny.

"Your accent? Did you forget you have one," I question him and lean my weight on my hip and cross my arms. His mask protrudes a little so I assume he's licking his lips. I have no proof but, by the way his eyes flash what seems to be lust for a split second. Maybe he's a murder and he checking to see if I'm a good victim. I scare myself slightly.

His deep scratchy voice blesses my ears again," What's going on in that little head of yers?"

I finick a French curl braid between my fingers and sway my body a little," I'm trying to figure out what they fed you overseas. I've never seen any Brits look like you," I pause," Kinda like... Hansel on steroids."

He raises a brow at me before turning his expression neutral again. This man radiates that he's emotionally constipated. Lowkey kinda my type apparently since I'm still with Chris. That fucking asshole! The audacity, the courage, the-

He pushes the braid behind my ear and I turn shy. A smile creeps onto my face and I hope it doesn't have fuck me written on them. Ugh! Why Do I feel like this man can see right through me? His eyes...they feel different, something I can't quite place my finger on. But I'm not even sure I want to find out.

"Do yuh think of shit like tha all the time," what appears to be amusement in his tone," I'm Simon."

I place a hand on my chest," I'm Y/n."

"I can take yuh out this Saturday," He interrupts my thoughts. His tone is a matter of faculty. I clear my throat as I take in his words. I'm not shallow but this looks like a ain't shit ni-. Damn, this sucks to do but...

"I have a boyfr-" I try to get out but he quickly shuts that down.

"Dont remember askin'. But 'ell you can bring yer, little boyfriend if yuh want, makes no difference to me," he takes his phone out. Which by god I pity. It looks like it doesn't know what brighter days are. The cracks look like they should be slicing his fingers. But as he slides open his lock screen, he looks back at me.

I bite my lip as girly giggles come out and I give out my number," Don't forget to text me the details." What the hell am I doing? I'm not single so why the fuck am I giving my number out. This feels bad- no wrong but I also can't deny the butterflies in my stomach. I really hope for both of our sake he's not a criminal or something.

I bid him goodbye as I walked deeper into the mall. "Hel- motherfucking- lo? Can you hear me hoe," Sasha's muffled voice comes through.

I quickly pull the phone to my ear," Sash? You still here?" She huffs out loudly and I giggle. This is literally my bitch because who else would stay on the phone. "Why didn't you hang up?"

"WELLL I heard a loud ass crack noise and I guess when you picked the phone up, I heard this clear deep...raspy...sexy-" I cut her off.

"Stand up! You don't even know what this man looks like," I say in replacement of whatever she was going to say. She laughs exaggeratedly and annoyingly.

"WHAT I DO KNOW IS YOU BETTA GO ON THAT DATE! FUCK WANNABE ASS CHRISTOPHER," she yells and I hang up the phone.

I'm not finna let her wild ass keep yelling in my ear. She's literally crazy but I guess that's why are friends. My name and sane have never been in the same sentence before.

I continue to shop but with new energy, some would say a slight pep in my step. A new mission added to my list.

-Get a date night outfit.

A little short but thats because I wanted to work on part two and this other thing I'm creating.. I will have a nice little surprise, some would say chaotic. Also let me know if this was bimbo enough or not

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[pink-princess-pussy-pop]

Scream for Me - Rafe Cameron Ghostface! x reader PART 2

Rafe's texts are in RED, and readers are in PINK.

Warnings: none! I think??

Scream For Me Masterlist

Kenzie's theories kept getting wilder and you couldn't bring yourself to tell her about your "secret admirer". Your heart rate hadn't calmed since your surprise call the night before. Anytime someone said your name you jumped out of your skin. You couldn't help but be a little jumpy. Anyone around you could be... him.

"Are you listening to me?" Kenzie's voice brought you back to reality.

"What? Sorry, I..." You quickly came up with a cover. "I have a test tomorrow that I'm worried about." You felt bad lying to her, but how could you tell her the truth?

"There is a murderer on the island and you are worried about a test? Wow, I wish I could be as chill about this as you are."

You forced yourself to laugh.

...

Your anxiety only worsened as the school day ended. He'd said he'd "talk to you tomorrow" so now all you could do was wait until he called. You had attempted to make plans with anyone, anyone at all after school, even so far as asking Sarah Cameron if you could hang out with her.

"I'm so sorry but I'm going to the mainland with Rose, but thanks for asking!"

So here you were, alone again, on a Friday night, dreading the call you'd be getting soon.

"Fuck." Hours passed and nothing. Not a peep from the household landline.

Then it hit you. If you weren't home, he couldn't call you.

You immediately grabbed your keys and got into your car, planning to go to The Wreck for a quick bite to eat. Who knows? Maybe Kiara was working tonight.

Your anxiety calmed the slightest as you made it to the restaurant, asking for a secluded table in the back. As soon as you had been seated, your phone buzzed.

Your heart sank at the sight of the Unknown Number.

Taking yourself to The Wreck, sweetheart? Or do you have a hot date I should know about?

Immediately, you turned your head about the restaurant, trying to catch a glimpse of anyone looking at you. No one.

Looking for me, pretty girl?

Why did your heart thump at that text? Your eyes were now glued to your screen, watching in anticipation as the little text bubble popped up again.

Why aren't you replying? You're making me sad.

C'mon now. Don't play hard to get.

You couldn't bring yourself to type back.

Don't make me get angry, sweetheart.

Your heart pounds again and with shaky hands, you respond.

Bold of you to text me in a public place.

The text bubble appears immediately.

So you aren't afraid of me?

You barely have time to read the message as Kiara walks over to take your order.

"Hey, Y/N!" You set your phone down and smile at her.

"Hey, Kiara!"

Rafe watches from outside the restaurant, eyes narrowing at the sight of you talking to a pogue. And the fact that you are ignoring him. His grip tightens on his phone and he sends another message.

I don't like to be ignored.

He watches as your phone lights up, but you don't even glance at it.

Do you really want to make me angry?

Still nothing.

Stop talking to Kiara.

Now.

He almost throws the burner phone to the ground after seeing you flip your phone over.

Kiara had noticed your popularity.

"Wow, someone is really wanting to get ahold of you!"

Your heart stops and you turn your phone over.

"It's no big deal!"

"No, let me get your order in and I will leave you to it."

His gaze is still locked on you as he watches Kiara walk away from you, eyes snapping back to you as you turn your phone back over, the light illuminating your face.

Clingy are we?

You are really testing my patience. Now answer my question, sweetheart.

There's that name again. And you can't stop your heart from racing.

Are you scared of me?

Never said I was.

You have no idea where your boldness comes from, but something about this big, scary, serial killer texting you and calling you sweetheart...

Entices you.

He doesn't reply so you further the conversation.

You didn't answer my question last night.

Why me?

The text bubble doesn't appear and you brush off the small disappointment.

Seriously? The silent treatment? The big bad OBX Killer is too upset that I didn't reply to him immediately?

Do you really want to go there?

You can't help the grin that appears on your face.

And neither can Rafe.

I just didn’t know I was that important to you.

An evil smile appeared on Rafe’s face.

“Oh you have no idea.”

See you tomorrow, sweetheart.

You were mortified at the excitement that bloomed in your chest.

Then the realization set in.

He’d see you tomorrow.

You were definitely scared now.

She’s alive and she’s posting!

:)

Pink means I couldn't tag you!

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[ckret2]

The journal 3 said that what fidds saw inside the portal was bill removing his own exoskeleton to feed, and that leads to the question: What does he eat? Does he even need to?

I'm sure doesn't need to, but we see him enjoying some berverages in the show and mention that he drinks margarita in the reddit ama. I guess he'd just eat/drink to try out crazy and lethal stuff because he's just like that.

But I have the headcanon that, when he was removing his exoskeleton to feed, what he was eating was his own exoskeleton, like an arthropoth.

The reason could be out of boredom and/or wanting to creep the hell out of some henchmaniacs. I think he'd often attempt to scare the most jumpy gang members or anyone with anything.

I really like your headcanon of how bill's exoskeleton works btw, it makes so much sense!

As I write him, he eats sunshine.

He doesn't need to—he's a being of pure energy, he's got enough energy in him to survive for so long that I don't know whether I'm even capable of doing that math. Long after our universe has died xillions of times over.

But why burn through any of his energy reserves when all he has to do to replenish it is sunbathe a few minutes?

Besides, beneath all that power, he's still fundamentally the same creature he was born as. His species wasn't designed to be out of sunlight, ever. Even though he CAN survive in the dark, he can only stand it for so long before he starts feeling horrendously wrong and he's got to get some light on his photosynthesis solar panel organs.

Of course, at a trillion years old, he's adapted to absorb more forms of energy than just light.

Like the energy pouring out of a newly-opened interdimensional portal to a new dimension.

It's not a coincidence that Bill was so close to the portal during the test, or that Fiddleford happened to catch him feeding.

[munsons-maiden]

Yes selling ketamine to a vulnerable teenager is bad but Eddie is a worse person for the way he treated Lucas and encouraged Lucas' friends to act.

Even if you hate jocks and hate sports and hate parties and whatever.... it's pretty obvious Lucas didn't have friends outside of Hellfire Club and the fact Eddie scheduled the campaign final specifically on the night of the championship game (he wouldve known the exact date, there wouldve been posters and announcements for months prior and hes not stupid) had to have been on purpose. And if he was trying to make Lucas choose a side? That's fucked up. Let a kid have a hobby outside your realm of interests you gatekeeping prick.

If by chance he genuinely didn't know the date? He could've postponed. People postpone D&D campaigns all the fucking time and it's not like Eddie had a job so he had to worry about scheduling issues. It's clear why you can't just move the date of a championship basketball game for 7 nerds to play a boardgame. No, he did this on purpose. To weed out the jocks in his nerd club. To ostracise Lucas specifically.The way Eddie interacts with Mike and Dustin shows he knows the people in Hellfire Club. He would've known who Lucas is. He wouldve known he loves D&D as much as the rest of them but because he also has a different interest that Eddie dislikes (not even for a moral reason but just because its popular), he's forced out. A group supposedly for outsiders is excluding one of their own for *checks notes* being an outsider? It's fucked up and just plain mean.

And Lucas will never forget that none of his friends NOT A SINGLE ONE went to the championship game that he won.

What say you, Kiki The Maiden?

Okay first of all, a disclaimer: I disagree with about everything you said. I love analyzing things, and everyone has different headcanons and interpretations, but the writers took great efforts to canonically exclude these arguments. I mean if it were like you said, I'd agree, but it canonically isn’t. I rewatched the key scenes for this reply and transcribed the relevant dialogues for the following analysis. Again, this isn't meant to be rude - you asked about my honest opinion, I'm giving it.

1.”Eddie selling ketamine to a vulnerable teenager”:

The scenes:

Eddie bumps into Chrissy in the woods, sees her obvious distress and asks whether she's okay, obviously concerned. From the context, it's obvious Chrissy initiated the deal and made him come to the woods because that's how most drug deals work and Eddie himself is obviously surprised that Chrissy asked for this deal.

They sit down, Eddie takes off his leather jacket and denim vest, his "shield" against the world as the costume designer Amy L. Forsythe calls it, thereby taking off his guard like he did in the D&D sequence. He canonically makes himself less intimidating because since people think he's mean and scary because he's a metalhead who plays D&D and deals drugs, and he wants Chrissy to see she doesn't have to be scared.

Chrissy asks how the deal works, Eddie explains it. His tone is neutral, the little quip about "and for obvious reasons...no receipts" meant to set her a bit at ease by making a little joke. He then proceeds to ask her whether his conditions - 20 dollars for the half - are okay, giving her control over the situation.

Chrissy stays jumpy and distressed. Eddie relates it to himself, takes the drugs away, out of her line of vision, avoids eye contact as he tells her "we don't have to do this. Just say the word and I'll walk away." He's defensive that she sees him as a danger because that's obviously how most people conceive him and it hurts. And since he doesn't want to pressure her into anything, he offers her a way out - no consequences, no questions asked; he puts Chrissy in charge again. He moves to go to show her he means it - and he does mean it, what he sees is that Chrissy obviously doesn't want him there from his POV - until Chrissy says: "No, it's not that. I don't want you to go."

That's where Eddie realizes she isn't scared of him, and does what she asked him to: he stays. He tries to build a connection, a common ground to talk about and set her at ease. He does. He yeets himself off the bench, making her laugh AND giving her more physical space. He's a little self-deprecating in a charming, sweet way (the yeeting off the bench and rolling on the ground, "we actually got a crowd of about five...drunks") and they get along well. Whether you ship them or not doesn't matter: they both are at ease with each other and laugh together, both sides have their guards down and the interaction is genuine and void of any ulterior motives, as the Duffers as well as Grace and Joe confirmed in various interviews.

Eddie offers Chrissy a 25% discount, which reaffirms he's not interested in the money. I mean, yes, he deals because he needs the money, but he wants those deals to be consentual and in Chrissy's case, he likes her. Again, no matter whether you ship them or not, he wants to be nice, no ulterior motives.

Chrissy asks him "do you have anything maybe...stronger?"

Eddie reacts shocked/surprised.

Chrissy is smiling very hard when she steps out of the van and follows Eddie into the trailer, which implies she didn’t seem nervous on the way or anything like that. (she only starts to get nervous/panic when she starts hearing Vecna’s clock - and even then, she doesn’t try to escape the trailer, but she tries to get to Eddie)

At the trailer, Eddie stars searching for the ketamine, which implies - as well as his "no, no, no, I got it. Somewhere." - that he doesn't often sell other things than weed. His confusion as to where he placed the ketamine is genuine.

Chrissy dies. Another thing: even while Chrissy is in her trance, Eddie respects her boundaries. He stays a few feet away, dancing, snapping, clapping to wake her up and only when she doesn't and he realizes she's in actual danger from something, he crosses into her personal space to grab her shoulders and as a last resort pat her cheeks to wake her up. If we compare the whole scene with that of Eddie and Steve in the UD, we can see the glaring contrast: Eddie sways in and out of Steve's personal space.

Ketamine isn’t classified as a hard drug, btw; its risk of causing addiction/dependency is as high or low as that of weed, and the risk of a deadly overdose is so low there’s not even a statistic for it.

Yes, Eddie sells ketamine to a vulnerable teenager (bear in mind that Chrissy is canonically 18 and Eddie is 20, there is no power imbalance, they're both seniors) - but he doesn't know Chrissy is vulnerable. We, the audience, know it, because we see Chrissy's POV, her ed, and we see her getting targeted by Vecna and we even get a glimpse at the abuse she suffers through her mother.

Eddie, from his POV sees: Chrissy Cunningham, the Queen of Hawkins High, from a good middle class/upper middle class family, the most popular girl of school, on top of the hierarchy. He doesn't know she even has struggles. We see the picture Chrissy paints for everyone is a perfect one (the little kiss she blows Jason at the Pep Rally symbolizes that). For all he knows, Chrissy is the Queen of Hawkins High who wants to be a bit rebellious before her graduation in one and a half months, the good girl being nervous about her first drug deal, or she’s simply having a bad day. The last time they canonically interacted was in middle school, and Eddie doesn’t know her. He doesn’t know how she usually acts or how to tell that she’s vulnerable.

Chrissy asks him to do the deal in the woods, Chrissy is the one who tells him she doesn't want him to go vehemently enough to make sure she means it, and Chrissy is the one who asks him for something stronger than weed (he never offers it!). Chrissy is initiating things, and she's her own autonomous person capable - at least from Eddie's POV - of making her own decisions, having her own agenda; she’s not some helpless little vulnerable girl. She’s a senior, just like Eddie. Stop vilifying Eddie in this situation. It wasn’t a good thing to do, it’s a flaw, but he never had ill intentions or ulterior motives and he had no way to know that Chrissy was vulnerable.

And selling drugs is what he does. It's a flaw, and one that makes him a complex character. He's a person, and sometimes people do stupid things. It be like that.

2.Eddie not postponing the campaign:

I'll sum up all four scenes relevant for this because again, what we see in canon and what is obviously canonically implied are the facts.

The Pep Rally: At the pep rally, during Jason's speech, we find out that the Hawkins tigers won the game "last night" which means that they're in the championship finale "tonight". Dustin and Mike react shocked that the championship game is "tonight", and Max explains "they call it a tournament. you win one game, you go on and so on until only one team is left." It's canon that they only knew 24 hours beforehand that the championship game would take place because they only won the final game to enable it the night prior.

Walking back from the rally, Lucas tells Dustin and Mike to "just talk to Eddie", which they both at first refuse, instead trying to coerce Lucas into not attending the championship game but the end of the D&D campaign, a campaign which has gone on for the "past semester" as Dustin points out, "we need you." To which Mike adds, "Yes, and the Tigers don't. You've been on the bench all year."

Lucas tells them that the point isn't only the game but "I'm getting good with these guys. I'll be in the popular crowd, and then you guys will be, too. Mike: "Has is ever occured to you that we don't want to be popular?" Lucas: "So you wanna be stuck with the nerds and freaks for three more years?" Dustin: "We are nerds and freaks." Lucas: "But maybe we don't have to be. Look, I'm tired of being bullied. I'm tired of girls laughing at us, I'm tired of feeling like a loser. We came to high school wanting things to be different, right?" - Dustin and Mike nod. Lucas: "So now we have that chance. I skip tonight, that's all out the window. So I'm asking you guys, as a friend, talk to Eddie. Get him to move Hellfire. Come to my game. Please."

The cafeteria scene begins with Eddie reading out the article linking D&D to satanism, sodomy, suicide and murder, poking fun of it before launching into the table speech during which he shows and states that he's tired and defensive and angry at his hobby being not only labelled as "less" than band, science, parties or basketball, but as evil, once again painting him as mean and scary, a freak "because we like to play a fantasy game."

When Dustin asks Eddie to postpone the campaign in the cafeteria, ALL the rest of Hellfire protests before Eddie yells "STOP" so he can speak and say he won't postpone, telling them to find a sub for Lucas.

Those are the relevant scenes. Now, on to your comments:

Even if you hate jocks and hate sports and hate parties and whatever....

he resents them for kicking him down, for having hobbies which are deemed good while his own, absolutely harmless hobby, is called less and even dangerous. The resentment of someone who got bullied and still gets bullied and scorned upon all his life simply because he dresses differently and his hobby is different. We see what those little pricks in season 1 did to Mike and Dustin and Will for being nerds and playing D&D - we all know for Eddie, it hasn't been any different. He jusged people the same way he gets judged and doesn't realize it, which, yes, is a character flaw, and one he very quickly strips after his encounter with Erica who, rightly so, absolutely roasted him to which he realized he didn't act nice and did the shitty thing people were doing to him and owned it and did better, genuinely welcoming him to Hellfire even though he just got roasted and insulted ("long-haired freak", the name freak something Jason calls him and which in the cafeteria scene is revealed to be a very sore spot for him) by her in front of his friends. Flawed? Yes. Learning and doing better? Yes.

it's pretty obvious Lucas didn't have friends outside of Hellfire Club

Canonically wrong. It's not obvious. It might have been if he and Eddie were close, but they aren't (later a bit more on that but bear with me.) The canon facts:

1.The costume design already shows Lucas, at the start of ST4, belongs more to the jocks than the nerds: he wears his basketball attire while Dustin and Mike wear the Hellfire Club shirts. It's the game of the pap rally where everyone wears their club's outfits (the Cheerleaders, the Jocks, the Nerds) so it's not the common outfit but it already separates Lucas from the rest of Hellfire/his friends Mike and Dustin.

2.Lucas is sitting with the basketball players.

It is canonically implied, in two instances, that Lucas started sitting with them regularly, leaving Mike and Dustin to sit alone with each other even before they joined Hellfire/met Eddie. a) in the cafeteria scene when Eddie remembers the moment he invited Dustin and Mike into Hellfire: "You were sitting on that table right there, looking like...looking like TWO little lost sheep" and b) in the scene where Dustin tells Max that Eddie has to be innocent: "When we got to High School, Lucas made all his sports friends. Mike and me? I mean no one was nice to us. No one except Eddie." -> Lucas had started leaving Mike and Dustin behind for the jocks long before Eddie invited them to Hellfire. Implying that Eddie as Hellfire's leader invited Lucas, who was already starting to join the crowd of jocks Eddie dislikes, into Hellfire despite him becoming one of the jocks.

3. Lucas canonically never hangs with Hellfire and Dustin and Mike because the jocks didn't know Lucas was friends with Eddie or anyone in Hellfire. They didn't even know he was friends with Dustin and Mike.

At Benny's when Jason rallies his mob:

When the mob shows up at Corroded Coffin's band practice:

Lucas: "Hellfire isn't a cult. It's just a D&D club. D&D? Dungeons and dragons? It's like a...it's like a game. It's fantasy."

Andy Warren: "And how exactly do you know all of that, Sinclair?"

Lucas: "Uh...well. It's my sister. Yeah. She's like...she's like a total nerd."

DISCLAIMER: Lucas lies here because he wants to find out what the jocks plan, not because he means it. He's a double agent already if you will, I'm only quoting this because obviously the jocks don't know Lucas is in Hellfire or even affiliated with any of its members, canonically implying that Lucas takes care not to be seen with anyone in Hellfire at school. When Jason attacks Garreth and forces him to tell him where Eddie is and Gareth says "Dustin Henderson" there's no indication that the jocks know Lucas is even friends with Dustin, else, they'd have asked Lucas about him.

Gareth: "Lucas? What are you doing with those douchebags?"

Jason: "You know these freaks, Sinclair?"

Lucas: "Uh. They know my sister. They tried to recruit me to their club, cult."

Lucas has friends outside of Hellfire, and he chose them, and it's canonically implied that he doesn't even hang around with Mike, Dustin or the rest of Hellfire during school. His reasons are totally relatable, I'm just saying your point is canonically wrong.

Eddie scheduled the campaign final specifically on the night of the championship game (he wouldve known the exact date, there wouldve been posters and announcements for months prior and hes not stupid) had to have been on purpose.

As per the dialogue in the episode with Max, Mike and Dustin didn't know, and Eddie had no way of knowing since he wasn't at the pep rally where it was said. There can't have been announcements etc because as I said, it's canon that nobody knew until 24 hours prior that the championship game would take place that night. If anybody had known that the game might take place at that date, it would have been Lucas, but since Mike and Dustin didn't know, I don't think Lucas thought about telling them, if he even knew. Canon is only that Mike, Dustin, Eddie and the rest of Hellfire didn't know because the whole school didn't know until 24 hours earlier.

And if he was trying to make Lucas choose a side?

Eddie never threatened to kick anybody out of Hellfire and as we got to know him in the later episodes, he never would have. It was about ONE night, the finale of the campaign, not generally about being part of Hellfire. Plus, Eddie never put Lucas to the test to see which side he'd choose, and he never even implied that he would've kicked Lucas out of Hellfire. It was about one single night. Again, petty and definitely selfish - but there was no ulterior motive, no mind games or power play going on.

That's fucked up. Let a kid have a hobby outside your realm of interests you gatekeeping prick.

Everything in canon implies that it wasn't Eddie's intention. He didn't know the date. He learned that day in the cafeteria. There were loads of equipment for the game and the setting - candles, chalices, all that stuff, and since Hellfire shares the room with the theater club (which is canon by the scenes and the lightning etc. that it's the theatre room) it means he needed to book the room to make sure it was free, meaning that it took work and time to organize everything so the campaign could take place. It never once is even implied that Eddie tried to gatekeep - and from everything we know, the one time when he did try to gatekeep D&D with Erica, he realized the mistake and stopped gatekeeping immediately, holding no ill will.

If by chance he genuinely didn't know the date?

He didn't know the date, that's canon, as I pointed out.

He could've postponed. People postpone D&D campaigns all the fucking time and it's not like Eddie had a job so he had to worry about scheduling issues. It's clear why you can't just move the date of a championship basketball game for 7 nerds to play a boardgame. No, he did this on purpose.

Eddie is the leader of Hellfire, but he's not the only one calling the shots.

The three others - Gareth, Jeff and Freak#3 as he's called in the credits - protested VERY loudly and vehemently as soon as Dustin asked to postpone, before Eddie even got to react. Eddie called them to stop protesting, and it was evident that out of 7 people (Eddie, Lucas, Mike, Dustin, Gareth, Jeff, Freak#3), 3 had already made it clear that they were firmly against postponing, Mike and Dustin wanted to postpone, and Lucas - who wanted to postpone - didn't even go to the trouble to show Eddie the courtesy of asking him himself whether he could postpone the game. Yes, Eddie is Hellfire's leader and DM, but it was 3 against 2 without Eddie and Lucas and 4 against 3 with them, a clear democratic decision not to postpone.

Part of Hellfire are Dustin and Mike who never, not once, asked him to postpone because they wanted to be at the championship game to support Lucas, but because Lucas couldn't be there because of the game. Eddie never knew it was important, Mike and Dustin never voiced that they wanted to support Lucas at the basketball game because they didn't want to and they made it clear with Lucas, only being swayed briefly. It's easy to point at Eddie and say "he didn't want to postpone, we had no choice!" when Eddie didn't even know Mike and Dustin wanted to go to the basketball game (which, again, they didn't make clear was something they wanted).

Had they told Eddie they wouldn't make it to Hellfire alongside Lucas, because they wanted to support him, Eddie and the rest of Hellfire would have had no choice but to postpone, with three missing players. Dustin and Mike had a choice here, and they chose against Lucas.

About the 7 nerds...yes, Eddie doesn't have a job. But what about the other three, Gareth and Jeff and Freak#3? We don't know whether they had jobs, other scheduling issues. You tend to forget that Hellfire isn't just Eddie, but 5, (without Dustin and Mike 3) other people who are included in scheduling decisions. It doesn't work this way that the DM is calling the shots and everyone else follows - no club works like this, except when it's a cult.

To weed out the jocks in his nerd club. To ostracise Lucas specifically. The way Eddie interacts with Mike and Dustin shows he knows the people in Hellfire Club. He would've known who Lucas is. He wouldve known he loves D&D as much as the rest of them but because he also has a different interest that Eddie dislikes (not even for a moral reason but just because its popular), he's forced out.

No, he wouldn't have, because Eddie wasn't close to Lucas, canonically, he didn't know him outside of the D&D games where you play and don't talk a lot about anything outside of the game. It's already been established that at school, Lucas was with the jocks, never with Eddie or Hellfire because else the jocks would have remembered seeing one of their own with one of the "freaks". And Lucas left before Mike and Dustin joined Hellfire, which implies Eddie never ostracized anyone, he never was responsible for Mike and Dustin growing apart from Lucas. They simply had different interests, like teenagers do. People grow apart, interests change. Lucas (and Mike) didn't show much interest in D&D in ST3 - that was Will's whole storyline! - and it is in no way implied that Lucas is sad to miss the campaign (he's sad that Mike and Dustin would miss his game, not that he wouldn't be able to play D&D, judging by the entire dialogue) or that he still loves playing D&D as much as he did. We don't know how he was during the campaigns when there were no jocks around to criticize Lucas and Lucas was free to be himself at Hellfire, but since Lucas never stayed Eddie and the rest of Hellfire during school, while Mike and Dustin did because Lucas was with the jocks and they didn't want to be with the jocks, it's canon that Lucas and Eddie weren't close, and maybe not even friends before the events of ST4. Another proof: Lucas at first actually believes Eddie killed Chrissy (which is relatable since everyone not knowing Eddie, Max included, came to that first conclusion until learning of Vecna and getting to know Eddie):

Again, relatable and Max showed the same reaction but Dustin knew Eddie didn't do it because Dustin was very close to Eddie, much closer than Lucas was.

Lucas: "You guys know he (Eddie) killed Chrissy, right?"

Dustin: "That's bullshit. Eddie tried to save Chrissy."

Lucas: "Then why do all the cops say he did?"

Not once was it implied that Eddie didn't want to postpone because he didn't like Lucas having other interests. It was, however, implied in several instances that it was the moment a whole semester-long campaign had been leading to.

A group supposedly for outsiders is excluding one of their own for *checks notes* being an outsider? It's fucked up and just plain mean.

It would have been, would it have been the case, yes. Canonically, it isn't the case, and Lucas is no outsider. He is an insider with the jocks (Jason: "I should've never let you in." - Lucas:"I shouldn't have knocked."), albeit within the circle of jocks, he's an outsider. We don’t know whether Eddie knows that.

And might I remind you that Eddie's last breath, the last moments of his life after sacrificing himself "for a town that hated him", were spent to make Dustin promise he would look out after all the lost little sheepies because he couldn't anymore? Yes, he did gatekeep (with Erica, not Lucas) but he had a lot of character growth during the series regarding his us-vs-them perspective (with Chrissy not being mean and scary, with Erica being a D&D nerd despite being an eleven-years-old girl, with Steve not being a douche, with Nancy Wheeler having guns, plural, in her bedroom) - but Eddie did never intentionally ostracize anyone. His entire character was written to embody exactly the opposite in the narrative: someone who founded a club for those who'd been ostracised from the rest of high school hierarchy. That was a canon core of Eddie's character and narrative.

That was the canon. Here's my opinion, based on those canon facts and implications I listed:

It was a fucked up situation for ALL of them, and that it went the way it did is their fault, all together, and I'm sorry for all of them that it went this way.

Lucas' POV is relatable: he's tired of being bullied and sticking with Jason and the jocks is his ticket out, and he genuinely believes sticking with the jocks to become part of the popular crowd will benefit Mike and Dustin as well, in the long run, to not being bullied anymore. He never has any ill intent towards anyone.

Mike and Dustin's POV is less relatable than Lucas', in my opinion: They want to play D&D instead of watching the basketball game they're absolutely not interested in even if it's their best friend on the bench and maybe even playing (nobody could have known he'd be playing, he only was because another player was injured, but Mike’s jab at Lucas being a benchwarmer is mean) - they wanted the old times back, they wanted to play D&D alongside Lucas but they chose to play without him instead of supporting him. Eddie never threatened to kick anybody out of Hellfire and as we got to know him in the later episodes, he never would have. It was about ONE night, the finale of the campaign, not generally about being part of Hellfire - they could have opted to support Lucas and Eddie would have needed to postpone. They didn't.

Eddie's POV: He doesn't know Lucas as well as he knows Dustin and Mike because Lucas never spends any time with him outside of the campaigns outside of school. Lucas doesn't even ask Eddie himself to postpone, which, in my opinion, is a bit rude. There has been a lot of work involved for Eddie, preparations for the setting as well as planning of the campaign since he's the DM. By not asking him himself, Lucas didn't show Eddie it was important to him that he could partake in the campaign so no, Eddie didn't know it was important to Lucas, who was sitting with the jocks while he let Mike and Dustin do the talking so he wouldn't be seen with Eddie and the other "freaks and nerds" as Lucas called them. Eddie was petty, yes, but he didn't have any ill intent either, neither towards Lucas nor towards Dustin and Mike - he simply wanted to play D&D and didn't know it was important to postpone because the only explanation Mike and Dustin gave was "we need Lucas as a player", to which the obvious solution was "get a sub". Plus, Eddie never put Lucas to the test to see which side he'd choose, and he never even implied that he would've kicked Lucas out of Hellfire. It was about one single night. Again, a bit petty and definitely selfish and a flaw - but there was no ulterior motive, no mind games or power play going on.

I'm not saying Eddie doesn't have flaws: he has, and that's important because they make him relatable. He acted selfish and ignorant because it was about basketball, and he did gatekeep with Erica until he realized he was and corrected the mistake immediately without being childish about it. Yes, he judges people prematurely and stacks them in neat little boxes just like they do him, and he learns it later on and stops doing it because he’s self-aware. Yes, he was stupid to sell Chrissy ketamine. But canonically, none of these things happened with ulterior motives or ill intent, and the narrative and writers went out of their way to show that because else, they would have failed to depict Eddie as the lovable character he was meant to be.

[pink-tonic]

Last One... Right?🔪

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Warnings: Mentions of Ayato's injury, but nothing graphic

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Bold - Ayato

Red text - Info-Chan

It's Tuesday, and I can immediately hear the vibrations coming from my phone. All I can think of is Info. I'm pissed right now because my plan with Shidesu completely failed. I did all those favors for nothing. I am a bit happy that I did take my anger out on one of the rival delinquents since now I don't have as much of an urge to kill as before. But the urge just might come back if Info is texting me because of a new rival.

But there is a silver lining. I might have ruined his chances with my darling. I blamed all my injuries on him, and I think that it might have worked. My darling will start to think that Shidesu is more violent than he actually is, and he won't want to be anywhere near him.

I grab my phone, and I check the message.

Plan failed?

Interesting. I thought she was going to talk about something else. But there has to be more to this. She wouldn't check up on me just to check up on me.

Yeah.

Sorry to hear that.

You might not like what I'm about to tell you.

New rival?

Yes.

Who is it?

I know that you have tendencies, Aishi, and I don't want you to snap.

Who is it?

Hanako Yamada, the younger sibling of the Yamada siblings.

He goes here?

As of yesterday, he is a student at Akademi.

Do you have any ideas?

I do.

Passive or aggressive?

Passive.

Surprising.

Are you lying?

Leave it to me.

I then close the application. I resist the urge to throw my phone against the wall or on the ground. I grip it tightly, and it feels like I could break it if I just held it a little tighter.

Every time.

Every time I try to have my darling all to myself, someone has to come in and mess it all up! All those bastards have to come in and claim that they are the one for him, but they could never be the one for him! I'm the one for him! We have been together since childhood, and he picked me over everyone else. The same has to happen again.

It has to. He has to pick me.

I'll make him see that I am the prefect and only option for him.

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I go into school with a mission. It's simple, but it needs to be effective. After I switch out my shoes, I go looking for my darling. I walk around the hallways that he usually walks 7 I find him, but with someone else. It's neither of the older Yamada siblings, even though I slightly wished it was them over their younger, more annoying brother.

I see the youngest Yamada sibling clinging to my darlings arm, acting as if my darling is all his. They walk down the hallway where the cooking club is located, and then I see the younger of the two let go and go into the club.

Perfect.

My darling is waiting outside and on his phone. I don't know why he doesn't go inside with Hanako, but it doesn't matter all that much to me. This is the perfect time to go and approach him.

As I approach him, he is completely distracted by his phone. I wonder what he is looking at? I hope he isn't looking at someone else's pictures. I don't know what I would do if I saw him doing that.

I tower over him, and I tap his shoulder. I notice that he jumps, and I can't help to find it cute. I know it's wrong to find his fear cute, but that emotion looks so good on him when he expresses it through his jumpy movements.

He almost drops his phone as he turns around and looks at me. I swear, I heard his voice quiver as he noticed that I was the one standing behind him. He quickly puts his phone away and greets me with a shy tone. I greet him back, but then it's silent. He seems scared to tell me anything, and I'm frozen in place because his attention is all dedicated to me now. I think I will start seeing pink again.

He crosses his arms over his cheat and looks up at me. "So, is everything okay now, Ayato?" He asks me with a soft and gentle tone, I'm sure he doesn't want other people to listen and question what we are talking about.

"A bit better," I answer. Truthfully, I haven't been bothered by the injury. If I move in certain directions, it does hurt, but other than that, it's not bothering me at all. But I could use this to my advantage.

"But I was wondering," I start off, "If you could switch out my bandages?" I try my best to look a bit sheepish when I ask.

"Don't tell me you haven't changed them!" My darling gasps and scolds me. I bask in the feeling of him being worried over me. I love it when he becomes worried over me, I know that once we get married, he will be such a doting husband.

"I have... but it hurts when I do it all by myself," I have changed my bandages over the past day, but like before it hurts when I move in certain directions so putting new bandages on becomes a struggle very quickly.

"We could go to the nurse's office and have her help you, would you like that?" He sounds so gentle when he asks me. The softness of his voice makes my heartbeat faster, I just hope my feelings aren't present on my face.

"I'm just worried," I confess to him, "It's a stab wound, and I'm sure she'll ask what happened." What I'm saying is an actual concern that I have. If it was a minor injury, then I wouldn't care that much, but a knife was shoved into my side, and it will definitely cause her to get worried.

I see my darling start to think for a moment. His thinking face is so cute. His eyelids lower a tiny bit, and it's clear that he is in a daze. After a quick moment, he stops thinking and looks at me with a bright smile.

"I know! How about I get the bandages and all of the supplies, and we go to the bathroom and I help you out there, would that work?" I like his plan a lot. The two of us could be alone together in the bathroom, all while he has his hands on me. I know it won't be anything intimate, but my mind can't help to wonder about the possibility that it could become that.

"Yeah," I simply respond. I see him turn around and go into the Cooking Club. He must have gone to go and talk to Hanako. A small smile appears on my face because he is leaving behind that childish boy for me. My darling didn't even mention to me that he was with him, I wonder if he even cares for that boy that much?

He comes back out quickly and leads the way towards the nurses office. When we make it to the nurse's office, he tells me to stay outside while he goes inside. I wait outside, and he comes out with the bandages, cotton balls, and rubbing alcohol. We make our way to the closest bathroom, and we go inside.

The bathroom is dimly lit by the weak lightbulb. The bathroom looks like it's straight out of some horror movie. It feels like something could jump out of one of the stalls. We walk over to the sink, and my darling places everything inside of one of the sinks. There are no counters, so that's the best he could do.

"Do you want me to help you take off your shirt?" He asks me with a nervous tone. It's clear he knows that the sentence sounds odd, but he still wants to help me nonetheless. How adorable.

I decide to take the opportunity, and I nod my head. He responds with a small 'Okay', and he gets close to me. The closer he gets to me, the more I freeze. He does something to me that I can't explain. It's like I can't get close to him, or else I'll be trapped in a daze.

I can feel his gentle fingers start from the top of my white button-up. He starts to remove the buttons from their holes, and he does it slowly. It almost feels like he's teasing me, like he wants something more.

Eventually, he gets to the last button, and my chest is now fully exposed to him. He can now see the bandaged area more clearly. The new bandages are soaked in a little bit of blood, but it's not as bad as the first set of bandages. He starts to unravel the stained bandages, and once it's all off, he places them in the garbage. He then starts to work on my wound. He cleans it and then places new bandages on me.

To me, it all happens fast, but that could be because I'm still lost in my daze. His soft figures always graze my skin, and it's intoxicating. I wish he could make the lingering feeling last longer. It's all over in five minutes or so, and he buttons my shirt back up. He goes to wash his hand in one of the sinks and then goes to grab the supplies.

We both walk out, and I can't help but follow him like a puppy. I wished it would be the opposite. I want him to be the one to follow me, but this is fine, too. He goes back to the nurse's office and puts everything back. When he comes back out, he jumps at the sight of me.

"What's wrong?" I really couldn't help myself from asking. Did he not know I was behind him the whole time?

"I'm sorry, Ayato! I thought that you left already! Is there something wrong?" He looks so confused, and he looks even cuter with his confused face. But I need to stop myself from staring at him. If I keep staring, he is bound to get creeped out and walk away from me.

"Can we hang out? Just the two of us?" I ask, and I could feel the world stop at my words. It's as if I was never supposed to ask him that again in this lifetime.

"Oh! Um, I wouldn't mind. But I have to tell Hanako," He sounds unsure, and it makes me a bit mad. Why is he so unsure? "Do you want to hang out the whole day?"

"Yes."

[snwusberry]

warning(s): throwing up (mentioned once)

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THIS IS FICTION AND DOESN'T DEPICT THE ACTUAL PEOPLE IRL

san's point of view

vagas. a place of fun, glitz, glamor and a people throwing up on the pavement apparently.

were here on a mission. you know, call us mystery incorporated, minus scooby-doo. except, we're here to find a missing gem (the ring) and not some paranormal stuff.

"so uh... we're here but how exactly are we planning on finding this ring?" wooyoung asks and honestly, i don't know.

"man i don't know... i've never had to play detective before."

"i say we hit up the casino." yeosang suggests.

"bro we're here to find someone, not to have a fun outing in sin city." seonghwa scolds, flicking his forehead.

"we're not going for that fool, we go to the one san went to and ask for security footage.

"you know, i didn't think of that." wooyoung comments with a nod.

this detective shits easy.

this detective shit is not easy.

"what do you mean you can't remember?" seonghwa asks while i bite my nails.

"what difference will it make? we can't just go and ask for security footage without a permit." yeosang tells us.

"we're wasting our time here..." i say to myself with a sigh.

kaya's point of view

after taking to mrs choi and coming back i'm left feeling nervous to go and approach him.

for fuck sake he's your boyfriend, get a grip.

"why you just standing there?" miyoung asks and i look at her.

"huh?"

"you've been standing there for like 2 minutes. are you planning on scaring him when he comes out?"

"what? no, of course not. i was..." cook your lies. "checking the hinges." fool.

"you were checking the hinges?" sje asks with a deadpan expression.

"yeah. what if they need to be oiled?"

"is everything okay here?" we both jump at the sudden sound of beomgyu's voice as he stands in the open doorway.

"yes... yeah, everything is fine. why?" i ask him amd he raises an eyebrow at me. "uhh gyu can i talk to you?"

"yeah, you didn't need to ask permission to come in, you know... it's your room too..."

i smile awkwardly and turn my head to miyoung who's still standing there.

"yeah." i push him into the room, closing the door behind us.

"babe, is everything okay? you kinda look on edge." he comments, giving me a worried look.

"what?"

"and seemingly jumpy. did anything happen while you were out? but mom would've told me if that was the case." he rambles while i dumbly look at him with no expression. "is something bothering you?" he asks me, looking me dead in the eye.

yes actually.

"no..." fucking hell. "wait, there actually is."

he tilts his head slightly before taking me to the bed so we can sit and talk.

"what's going on?" he takes both my hands in his, rubbing tge back of them with his thumbs which never fails to soothe me... except not.

i could quite literally be overthinking things and he wasn't avoiding me at all. that's very possible.

"yaya-"

"do you still love me?" i blurt out before thinking and immediately cringe at myself for asking him that of all questions.

"what?" he asks and starts laughing.

"what's so funny?"

"ask that question again?" he doesn't stop laughing.

"just leave it."

"no i'm sorry. i'm sorry... just- babe where does this all come from?"

"i don't know..."

"look, i'm sorry that i made you feel like i don't love you anymore. i-" i hear his tone become more serious.

"it's fine. you didn't-"

"if i didn't then you wouldn't have a reason to come ask me that and look all nervous around me. you know you can tell me anything." i nod. "then tell me, what made you feel that way?"

"i'm probably overthinking, it's okay." i answer and he shakes his head.

"what do i always tell you?"

"not to feel like a problem is too big or too small to tell you."

"so i'm asking you again. if not me then what made you feel that way?" he asks me gently.

"i guess i just felt like you've been avoiding me lately."

"so it was me..."

"or i'm in over my head."

"yaya... babe, it's okay to tell me if i'm the problem so i can fix it, hmm? otherwise what's the point even talking with all these half truths? i'm sorry i distanced myself from you. i didn't even realize i was doing it... i'm sorry kaya."

"it's okay, i'm just glad i told you. i miss being around you."

"yeah i know you're obsessed with me."

"pipe down sir." he laughs bringing me into his body so that i'm pretty much using him as a back rest.

"tell him about the childhood crush thing!"

"MA??"

beomgyu laughs and looks at me again.

"what childhood crush baby?"

"nothing! ma why you listening in??"

he laughs harder, pulling me into his body as he continues laughing.

[mystic-monkey-express]

👨‍👩‍👦-Hyousuke, Yoshino

🤔-Minori

🎲-Jun

(/◕ヮ◕)/:･ﾟ☆✧

This is a week late but in my defense 1. It wasn't friday 2. Brain full of pudding RIP

Hyousuke Fujimura

👪 - What’s their relationship with their parents like?

Hahahahahahaa what a question to ask for Hyousuke this is a great ask. So him and his mother are on okay grounds with each other. While he does dislike some of the choices she did in the past, he does understand why she was strict. Its not easy being a single mother of a demi-god of war and lust. Hyousuke inherently has a short, borderline violent, temper as well as an aura that attracts demons who wants to consume his demi-god power and life-force to reach a longer lifespan. Having a child as a single parent is already a lot for anybody, but a demi-god child would be too much for anybody. So Hyousuke's mother, to try to protect them both, went the strict "when school is over you immediately come back home" parent rant. But at least she explains to her son why it has to be this way. Anyways he runs away from home when he was a teenager and got way too use to fighting demons before he had to come crawling back to his mom for help with Mitsuko, his daughter, while he has to go to court because he was being framed for murder.

So they're on good terms now, but it was a rocky relationship at the beginning. Hyousuke's mom loves Mitsuko though. Her and Minori compete with trying to spoil her.

NOW LETS TALK ABOUT HYOUSUKE AND HIS BASTARD OF A FATHER!

Hyousuke's dad is Kyou, the major god of war and lust. Hyousuke absolutely despises his dad for multiple reasons and always has. Kyou knocked up his mom as a one night stand knowing damn well he was going to do so because of his curse and then deciding to ditch his mom and monitor from the heavens. Kyou didn't monitor Hyousuke to protect him or out of love, Kyou purely monitor him as a potential successor and/or as a favorite chosen human as well as for his own entertainment. The other main reason as to why Hyousuke despises his father is because Kyou killed his wife.

So whenever Hyousuke catches just a glimpse of Kyou, he goes into a mostly blind violent rage. He has ripped out poles from the ground to throw them at the god as an attempt to kill him. Kyou just see's all of this as a fun game to taunt Hyousuke even more.

Yoshino Iwasaki

👪 - What’s their relationship with their parents like?

Yoshino has an average relationship with her parents. She's not super close with them but she does love and care for them both. She does visit and invite them to festivals. She is more close to her missing grandma though.

Minori Løgner

🤔 - What’s something they’ll never understand?

Minori is a dishonored god of knowledge, use to being the major god of knowledge so there's not a lot that she won't ever understand. She struggles a bit with modern concepts like cars but if she's curious enough and you leave her alone with a mechanic book and a car she can figure it out.

However, she will never understand anime and the culture that follows it. Yoshino can and has explained it time and time again, but it all goes over her head. It's not even a spite thing, Minori's brain just won't wrap itself around the concept of it. She still lets Yoshino show her anime and lets her talk about it whenever she wants.

She likes the passion and knowledge Yoshino has so its pleasant noise for her even if she just doesn't get it.

Jun Masipag

🎲 - Pick a random question to answer from this list

Cool I'm going to pick "💀 - How do they feel about horror movies?"

Jun is fine with horror movies, he watches them from time to time. However he's always jumpy afterwards and will make Yoshino dump the trash before he follows along with a light cuz he scared himself that he sent his friend to her death. Absolutely has the mind set of throwing whatever he has in his hands at the source of a spooky sound before sprinting away.

His phone has a lot of cracks on its screen and his phone protector is absolutely chipped. He's also spooked stray cats and dogs.

[bi-bard]

Mysterious - The Corinthian Imagine (The Sandman)

Title: Mysterious

Pairing: The Corinthian X Platonic!Reader

Word Count: 1,097 words

Warning(s): none

Summary: The Corinthian allowed himself to have the closest thing to a best friend that you can have. Even he doesn't know why he didn't expect them to have some questions about who he is.

Author's Note: Listen. I just thought this was kinda funny. The idea of the Corinthian having a best friend that really isn't anything like him makes me chuckle.

Also, I haven't seen anyone write for him. Which was honestly kinda shocking, but I may have just missed them.

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Being friends with the Corinthian was such a strange but amazing thing.

Even after getting past the fact that he called himself the Corinthian and refused to call himself anything else, there were just so many mysteries. The fancy suits, the attitude, the way he seemed to disappear for days (he would go on to explain them as work trips).

However, after being friends with him for so long, there was only one mystery that I wanted an answer to.

The damn glasses.

All hours of the day, no matter the weather, no matter the activity. He was always wearing glasses that perfectly covered his eyes. At first, I thought it was just a fashion choice. But as I saw how protective he got over them, I realized that it was something very different.

Now, I felt awful for doing this.

This was my best friend- or as close as I had ever gotten to a best friend- and I should've been able to just trust him. But I needed answers.

"I have a peace offering!"

I grinned as I walked down the hall to my apartment. The Corinthian was standing by my door with a bag of takeout.

"How long have you been out here," I asked.

"Not long."

"I don't believe you."

"Well, that's not my fault, now, is it?"

I chuckled and unlocked the door. He passed me and set the bag on my table as I shut the door behind me. I had to walk around him to put my stuff down.

"How's your day been?"

"Boring," I confessed.

"That's what happens when you don't see this face," he replied.

"Ah, yes, what a lesson I've learned," I rolled my eyes. "So humble, aren't you?"

"Oh, of course," he nodded.

I chuckled. "Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did."

"Don't be an ass," I scoffed. He held up his hands for a moment. "Why do you keep the glasses on?"

"Because I look damn good in them."

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"You don't agree?"

"You're not telling me the truth."

"Then, what's your theory?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. I wanted you to tell me."

"Trust me," the Corinthian stepped closer to me. "There's nothing mysterious going on here."

I nodded before biting my lip for a second. It was time to do something very, very stupid.

“Sorry!”

I snagged the glasses off of his face and ran in the opposite direction. I was left with one option: jump onto the bed and hope he won’t follow me.

I held the glasses stretched out in one arm, holding them away from him, and the other pushed out to attempt to keep him away.

When I saw his eyes, my heart felt like it stopped for a moment. Instead of eyes, there were two small mouths. I wasn’t scared of him. I was sad. Sad for him.

He didn’t move past the edge of the bed. Something about the look on my face made him less jumpy, I guess.

“Who did that to you,” I asked.

“Not the reaction I normally get,” the Corinthian replied like he was trying to make some kind of joke. When I didn’t laugh, he sighed.

“Who did this to you,” I repeated, voice louder and firmer. “And what did they actually do?”

His jaw clenched and he tilted his head down for a moment.

"I'm a nightmare."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "I mean... sometimes you seem a bit grumpy for no reason, but I don't see that being a good enough-"

"Not like that," he stopped me. He stepped forward. "I was created in the realm of dreams. I was created as a literal nightmare."

I blinked at him a few times.

"I didn't want you knowing," he continued. "You're the only person that I see any real value in. I thought this would scare you off."

I was still processing. A nightmare. I wasn't even sure that I fully understood what he was saying.

"You were made to haunt people's dreams," I asked, trying to make sure that I wasn't being stupid.

"Yeah," he replied. His shoulders dropped when I didn't say anything else. "I should go. Just hand me back my glasses and you'll never hear from me again."

My heart dropped when he said that.

"Well, as long as you keep your mouth shut about- woah."

I jumped off the bed and quickly pulled him into a hug. There was a long pause before I felt his arms wrap around me. He let out another sigh as his body relaxed, hugging me tighter.

"I don't want you to go," I muttered, almost sounding like a child begging their parent not to go to work. "Please don't go."

"I won't, I won't," he promised. "Just don't make me leave."

"I won't."

I stepped back and grinned at him, holding the glasses out to him. Even if I did mind- which I didn't- it was his choice if he wanted to waltz around without his glasses.

"Thank you," he grabbed the glasses from my hand and placed them back on his face. "See? They make me look good."

I scoffed, rolling my eyes at him.

"You really don't agree?"

"Didn't say that."

He pointed at me. "HA! I knew it!"

I stuck my tongue out at him before chuckling and shaking my head. I looked at him for a moment.

"What," the Corinthian asked. I raised an eyebrow at him. "I can see the little gears in your head working. Now, what is it?"

"I just... I have some really dumb questions about the mouth-for-eye thing."

He let out a laugh. "Let's get a drink and I'll answer any question you want."

I nodded and walked over to the counter, getting two drinks together. I handed him a glass and he motioned over to my table.

"Alright," he said, relaxing into the seat across from me. "What do you wanna know?"

"Do you have to eat through them," I asked.

"Have to? No."

"But you can?"

"Yup."

"What's that look like?"

"I don't think you actually wanna see that."

"Okay," I nodded. "Do you... Do you brush your... eye-teeth?"

There was a moment of silence before he spoke, "I am too sober for this conversation."

"Come on."

"No, I don't."

"What are you actually seeing with?"

"(Y/n)..."

"It's a good question!"

The night continued like that. Stupid conversations. Like nothing had happened. Nothing had changed.

And really, that's all I could've hoped for. Because I still had him.

And that's all I wanted.

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Author's Note: We. love. wholesome. besties. Even when one of them is a murderer.

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[noctivaguz]

dead by daylight silent killers with a easily scared S/O

warnings: stab, swearing, passing out/fainting, and i have never written before but got bored And decided to because why not, hope you enjoy.

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The Shape (Michael Myers)

✙ starting the trial and looking around you realized two things: you are at Léry's Memorial Institute and you are alone. amazing.

✙ deciding to go straight to a generator, you started doing it while while on full alert, occasionally shivering at the crackling sounds. no matter how much time you've spent in this place, you'll never get used to this environment

✙ the silent was too loud, but just as you were thinking about leaving the generator, you hear a scream in the distance, presumably from Claudette, making you instantly relax a little knowing that the killer is far from you and busy with someone else

✙ but relaxing was a mistake

✙ almost finished with the generator, you think about the possibilities of who it could be, maybe it's the legion you thought, i'm not hearing any particular noise like throwing bottles,screams of rage, bell ringing, so maybe it is, but it could also be a- "HOLLY FUAAAAAAAAAA"

✙ it was Michael

✙ behind the mask he gets a bit confused, why are you screaming so much? he knows that this is normal because in a trial everyone gets scared, and seeing a killer silently watching you is not a pleasant sight, but you are more jumpy than everybody else

✙ so he has an idea

✙ and this idea involves a scratched mirror and an offering to Hawkins National Laboratory.

✙ and so the plan begins

✙ walking from gen to gen and passing through other survivors, he searches for a specific person only, you

✙ after a small time he finds you, and there you are, working on a generator looking behind you every two seconds like always, just turning your attention to the machine again when there is a skill check

✙ he can see your stressed expression, muttering something incomprehensible, that probably is complaints as to why anyone would put an offering for this map

✙ After a few seconds watching you, he decides to reveal himself, earning from you a scream that he's already got used to hearing, and started to walk after you, but then he stopped after a short time, making you confused, and looking behind seeing nothing you questioned what is he doing?

✙ you kept walking but when you turned a corner you bumped into him again making you scream one more time

✙ so he continued, chased you a bit, stopped, stalked you through the walls to see where you would go and jumpscare you again and again

✙ but then you passed out

✙ you just fell hard on the floor, not even screamed, Just shutted down

✙ noticing your lack of movement, he lifts your body and inspects your face, noticing your eyes closed and slack limbs, not moving even a inch

✙ is this….. normal? how did you faint? can't the entity like, prevent that? And talking about It, why isn't doing anything?

✙ not knowing what to do and a little frustrated, he decides to just throw your body near a hook and then starts chasing someone else, And when he is done killing everyone, he throws your still unconscious self into the Hatch

✙ if you feel bad after that he will Just think something between the lines of "stop being so scared", but after seeing you really upset he doesn't know how to comfort you, but will let you lay down on him to calm down If you want to and will try not to do that again

✙ key word try not to

✙ If you stay mad at him he will absolutely do it again

✙ anyway you never stopped using spine chill after that day

Ghost Face (Danny Johnson)

✙ you were just there quietly making your generator and when you look to the side there he is, only half of his head out, with the mask boring into your soul

✙ you made a sound so loud that even he got a little scared and then you ran away

✙ a tremendous asshole about it

✙ when he realizes how easily scared you are he gets t h r i l l e d

✙ he loves the survivors' feeling of fear and panic, but seeing yours? the best of them all

✙ will constantly scare you and look for different ways to give you a heart attack

✙ one day he even purposely stepped on a branch but out of your sight so you can be paranoid about noises but seeing nobody, and he heard you stop working on the gen and just saying a loud NO.

✙ but one day your body just couldn't take it and you passed out not so gracefully on the floor of the Yamaoka Estate

✙ he was stunned, so he crouched down and shook your shoulder

✙ "Y/N? Y/N!!!! oh my fucking god they fucking dead"

✙ so he did the most logical thing to do and took a picture on top of your passed out body and went in search of other survivors, but hey at least you got the hatch

✙ even knowing what might happen he will probably do it again (and he probably loved it) so better prepare spine chill

The Pig (Amanda Young)

✙ she of all the silent killers is the easiest to spot because of her jigsaw boxes scattered across the map, not counting her roar before attacking

✙ but even you sometimes get tired of being alert all the time and end up getting distracted

✙ she realized that you hadn't made any move to exit the generator so she knew you didn't detect her

✙ so the last thing you saw and heard before you stumbled out of the generator was a roar and a knife being stuck in your back, you didn't even have time to scream because of the stab giving you a sprint

✙ she finds It kind of funny when you scream but also too loud

✙ she's understandable and won't push your limits too much but will still do her job

✙ boop the snoot to get a free escape pass

✙ she's not much of the touchy time but after a tiring match, why not? So cuddles after the trial? cuddles after the trial.

The Wraith (Philip Ojomo)

✙ the first time it happened you got to see his silhouette, but even so it didn't stop you from getting scared, mainly because of the sound of the bell, you're absolutely sure that your body took a screenshot that day

✙ he is the most understandable of them all

✙ when he first realized how genuinely scared you were, he apologized, he doesn't like hurting you

✙ but you reassured him that it's okay, he is Just doing his job, besides, he at least still has a warning to start running so It is still something

✙ after your matches together you two sit by the fire and lie on each other

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if you read this far thank you very much you're a champ

[charliedawn]

What is their reaction when they find out that they may have grown attached to you ?

You know how Jason can be very insecure and self-conscious ? Well. Prepare for a whole new level. He will check himself in the mirror when you're not looking, and if he doesn't like what he is seeing ? He will smash the mirror and go in a corner to sit and move back and forth, to give himself some reassurance. He still remembers what his mother used to tell him.

" Persons are a nuisance, Jason. You don't need them to survive."

But then, why does he feel like he needs you ? He feels conflicted as to what to believe.

Super jumpy ! He will jump almost every time you touch him or lose his grip of the things he is holding, often ending broken and splattered on the floor. He would be as clumsy as Jason and would want you to spend more time with him. However, he would also be scared of you breaking his heart.

" I..I c..care.."

Like many of your patients, Brahms has trouble finding his words. At first, many thought he was mute, like Jason or Michael. This is why hearing him speak to you always means it is important.

" I..I care.."

He wants to say many things, how he cherishes every moment you spend together, how you make his heart race everytime you are near him or how he wants you to be by his side forever..But, he can't. He can just hope that what he feels can be expressed through eye contact. You may not understand what he wants to say, but you still try to understand. You put your hand on his and reply with a compassionate smile.

" I care about you too. You are a very good friend, Brahms.."

Did you just indirectly friendzone him ? Possibly..You walk out and Brahms sighs before sitting on his bed while hugging his doll to comfort him.

" You turn me on."

He will be absolutely frank about it. He will just step up and tell you in front of anyone. He doesn't give a damn if the others hear him as well. Also, creep alert, will watch you sleep. He will sneak in your bedroom in the middle of the night and just look at you sleep. He wants to touch you so bad, but he knows that that would wake you up. And he doesn't want that. He will just admire you from afar, even pretend that you may like him back. He would just want to get close to you, to look at you and wonder what you may be dreaming about..hoping that you are dreaming of him.

" Oh my sweet..You look so perfect when you sleep.."

Now..You know how Five is very serious about his relationship with Dolores ? Well, you better be prepared by lots of imaginary fights between the two of them, and even a break-up ! *gasp* Drama. He would be in a very bad mood and would scream and attack everyone that approaches his personal space. He would also smash everything in his room. Like, everything. So much that the other nurses would be too scared of him and ask you to handle it.

" Hey. Are you okay, Five ? Did something happen ?"

He would snort and look up at you with visible frustration.

" You happened. Dolores and I broke up. Not that she was one to share her feelings anyway."

You frown in incomprehension before asking with a small airy laugh.

" I don't understand, what does that have to do with me ?"

Your question seems to trigger a nerve and he suddenly stands up to look at you dead in the eye with anger and, somehow, pain..

" Everything ! You're too nice ! Too forgiving ! Too perfect ! You wiped our past as if it was nothing, goddammit ! We're serial killers, Y/N! We're monsters and you treat us as if we were..as if we were.."

He doesn't get to finish that sentence as he seems on the verge of tears. He jumps on his bed to sit and hide his face behind his knees. You seem to finally understand the problem and sigh before sitting next to Five.

" It's okay to have feelings, Five. You can't hide them forever. I'm sorry if it upsets you but, I don't think you're all that bad. Sure, you kill and even eat people. But, I've seen you change. You are a lot less violent and a few more months ? And I'm sure you'll be out of here in no time."

He looks up at you again with a sort of desperation, very uncharacteristic of Five, before finally asking in a tearful voice.

" What if..What if I don't want to go back ? Out there, I'm just a freak. But, here ? I got.."

He doesn't finish his sentence, but you guess what he is going to say and smile understandingly.

"..Friends ?"

He doesn't answer, he only suddenly hugs you tightly and hides his face in your skirt. You hesitate before slowly petting the top of his head affectionately. The gesture seems to relax him, but he quickly straightens up and wipes his tears away. He then stands up and apologizes.

" I..I'm sorry, it was highly inappropriate of me. I'll..I'll let you work."

Before you could say anything, he runs out of the room and leaves you confused and worried.

Lots of uncontrollable laughter. More than usual. He is very nervous when you're around him and sometimes cries while laughing, showing that he is deeply ashamed of his condition. He is very bipolar and will sometimes act very casually around you, only to break into tears when you leave the room. He will stare at you and turn his gaze away as soon as you would notice.

" Well, would you look at that ? Sir Sh*tty the clown seems to have a little crush on the nice nurse.."

Pennywise would tease him about it while Penny cackles behind him. Arthur glares at them both before either ignoring them or leaving the room.

No. Nope. Certainly not. He will try to hide from you. He knows very well what he is feeling, and also what happens to the people he feels this way towards. He just managed to get rid of his curse, he is not about to risk getting on a murder rampage again ! Every time he would see you, he would pretend to be busy or hide. One time, he even jumped out the window to get away from you. It is very odd since Michael is normally the most chill and calm out of all the patients. But one look at you ? And he becomes a panicking mess. He has to get away. He doesn't want to hurt you like he hurt everyone else close to him, like he hurt his family..

" Me ? Having feelings ? Ah !"

One word: denial. He doesn't want to hear about things like feelings. He saved you ? Bah. It was only because he was bored. He will deny everything, but still follow you and pop up out of nowhere to see what you're doing. He enjoys talking to you, even if he doesn't want to admit it.

" Pennywise..You're staring again."

Penny would gently warn him as his big brother would pretend to not have done such a thing.

" Can't an old clown appreciate to look at nice things sometimes ?"

Penny frowns, not understanding his big brother's words until Freddy intervenes by popping next to him with a huge grin.

" Let it go, kid. Your big bro is just too much of a chicken to go talk to her.."

Pennywise growls in annoyance at Freddy before raising his middle finger at him.

" F*ck off Freddy ! At least I don't watch her sleep like a total perv !"

That would result in a fight that you would have to break. Again..

" Pennywise..I think I'm sick.."

Pennywise would admit some day to Pennywise that would sigh in annoyance.

" Stop saying stupid sh*t. You know very well that we can't be sick."

But, upon seeing the devastated face of his brother, Pennywise sighs loudly before turning towards him to focus his whole attention on him.

" Fiiinnneee...Tell me."

Penny's mood seems to lit up as his brother seems to be willing to listen to him.

" OK, so it concerns the nurse, Y/N. Everytime they are near me, I feel things in my stomach, like a million kids were kicking me in there..Everytime they touch me, I feel as if a part of me in my chest is about to burst and I feel warm, very very warm. And then, I feel very very bad when they talk to anyone else..It's horrible. I want it to stop..Should I eat them ?"

Pennywise stays silent for a while before saying with an unusual straight face.

" Penny.."

He starts, but Penny starts panicking as he sees the sour look on his brother's face.

" Oh ! It's bad, isn't it ?! What is it ?! How long do I have ?!"

Pennywise rolls his eyes dramatically at his brother's exaggerated reaction before cutting him off in his worried questions.

" Shut up, you idiot ! You're not dying. You're just feeling.."things" for them."

Penny stops talking and frowns in confusion, his eyes diverging in deep concentration, as if trying to understand Pennywise's words.

" Things ?! What things ?!"

He finally asks with his eyes wide open in obvious loss and Pennywise face-palms himself before answering with a loud sigh.

" You're falling in love, you dumb f*ck !"

At the word, Penny's face freezes and his smile goes downwards as he realizes that his older brother is right.

" Oh, sh*t.."

He curses and Pennywise frowns, as Penny hates curses.

" Language ! I'm the only one allowed to use curses, remember ?!"

Penny nods before asking in a worried tone.

" How do I get rid of it ? I don't like it.."

Pennywise can't help but feel sorry for Penny, as he knew better than anyone that there was no turning back..

" I'm sorry kid. But if it's really love ? You can't..like I can't.."

Penny's eyes widen at his brother's confession.

" You..You..love her too ?"

Pennywise seems to realize what he just said and groans before walking away. He didn't want anyone to know, even though Penny is his brother. Penny understands the wish of his brother to be left alone and starts walking out in the garden to think over what his older brother said..Could it be ? Could he really be falling in love ?

Bonus : The deal

The Horde is blindfolded and dragged to another room where a man and a woman are waiting for them. At first look, he can already tell that this man is one of the unworthy. The unbroken. The weak..His interest is cut short and he then turns towards the woman sitting next to him. Now, this one was interesting..Her eyes betrayed a much deeper complexity and she had a scar running from her forehead to her left cheek that proved she was worthy.

" You..You are broken. Rejoice.."

The woman smiles, but before she could start talking, her partner does it for her.

" Mister Wendell Crumb, we have a mission for you."

But Kevin only grits his teeths at the man.

" You are impure..I want to kill you.."

The man arks an eyebrow, but ignores his threat.

" Fine. Whatever. But first, I want you to be my spy. We didn't get you out of this prison for nothing, mister Wendell Crumb. We want you to be our little spy in the facility. We want you to find out how a certain miss L/N managed to control the patients outside of the facility. Do that, and you'll be as free as a bird..Do we have a deal ?"

He frowns, they wanted him to spy on a nurse ? She must be quite special for them to go to such lengths, to use him as a spy..Yes, quite the unique prey. The Beast was already impatient and Kevin licks his lips before nodding.

" Fine, but on one condition. When you're finished with her, I get to eat her heart.."

The request seems to take the man aback, but it is the lady that Kevin is looking at. She smiles coldly before nodding in agreement.

" Deal."

Kevin finally smiles widely and can't help the excited giggle that gets out from deep within him. Then, the dark and low voice of the beast makes itself heard as the smile grows almost ferocious as he announces. .

" Let the hunt begin.."

[free-boundsoul]

my brain is FILLED with vega brainrot!!!!!!!! help!!!!!!!!! esp a rly specific and self indulgent idea of vega who doesnt listen to music (or human music idk about music in aria,, id assume theres alot since most of their terminology is just musical terms but whatever) feeding on a human who loves music/is a musician and having a whole "whats the point of it? its just noise" conversation and and and and and um dont bully me 4 this i am soft for vega but he develops a soft spot for them and their passion and all that sssappy stuff ,,.,.,.,.,.,. soft vega,,..,.,...

Mars....darling... I don't know if you wanted me to help get rid of the brainrot (if that's the case, you came to the wrong person, I only seem to indulge in brainrot) or to make it worse? But you definitely don't have to worry about me bullying you because one of my favorite tropes is the big bad asshole of a villain being soft for their chosen person. So I definitely love Vega being all soft.

~~~♤~~~

Vega bit back a growl as he rifted into his charge's home. He had several different to choose from but this one...well, they had plenty of his preferred emotions that he used for sustenance so he ended up dropping by them more than the others.

Today didn't seem like a good day, well, not for him since they were in such high spirits. They were singing along to some of that drivel they were always listening to, dancing to the beat as they tidied their living room.

Music... it wasn't something he cared for. Most of the time it only seemed to encourage ugh...happy feelings. Though this charge had a semblance of taste, some of this noise had at times made them feel worse though it was far and few between.

"I don't know why you're always listening to this noise." He sighed as he plopped down on the couch, dropping the invisibility. He'd long since introduced himself to this charge.

Still, it didn't stop them from letting out a squeak at his sudden appearance, it was almost cute...if they hadn't grabbed the nearest knickknack from the shelf and lobbing it at his head.

He rolled his eyes as he caught it with psychokinesis, letting it hover in the air in front of him. "You're awfully jumpy today, darling."

"You scared the shit out of me! You're lucky I don't throw another one you asshole!" They huffed, crossing their arms over their chest. "Would it kill you to like...knock or something?"

"And deprive myself of your reaction? I think not. Are you going to answer my question?"

They blinked, "What question?"

"The noise?"

"Oh, pfft, you gave me a statement, not a question. But anyway. Who doesn't like music? Well, besides you. But you seem to dislike most things anyway." They chuckled at their own quip. They had a tendency to do that...tease him of all beings. He didn't understand that either.

"Its just noise. What's the point?"

"Its not just noise. Its...wow. I've never had to explain music before. It's ...inspiration. It helps a lot of people create new things. Like writers or artists, I think a lot of them listen to music as they create. It brings people peace, helps them silence the voices in their heads. It amps people up, making them feel like they can do anything. It even makes people feel sad, gives them an outlet... sorry, I'm probably not explaining it too well."

The sadism demon hummed, resting his chin on his hand as he studied them. The way their eyes lit up as they rambled, their voice rising a bit as they tried to explain with their hands. The way their aura started to sparkle was usually nauseating to him. But for some reason...he didn't mind it right now.

"Hmmm...maybe you should demonstrate, darling? Let me hear some music that you've been obsessed with lately."

[writemywaytoyourheart]

First Date | Park Jimin

a/n: this was requested by @bangtan-sonyeonddaeng thank you love, I hope you like it 💕 I'm sorry this took so long but it was so cute and fun to write! I also made a mood board for you^^

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Pairing: Jimin x reader

Genre: Fluffy fluff uwu

Warnings: none ^_^

Word count: 2.6k oh sit, I went a bit crazy...I hope y'all like this.

Summary: Jimin finally worked up the courage to ask you out, and now? He just hopes everything goes according to plan.

Park Jimin...

The Park Jimin, asked you to go out on a date with him...?

Um...what?

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You weren't sure exactly what happened at the time. You were at the boys' dorm, having been their friend for almost a year now. You were playing board games with Namjoon, Hoseok, Yoongi and Jimin, while Seokjin, Tae, and Jungkook settled for video games instead. Now, you weren't gonna lie, you'd had the biggest crush on Jimin since the very first time you met him when Namjoon introduced you to the rest of the boys.

His sweet smile and caring personality won you over and you knew it was all over for you then. Then that one night, as you all talked and cheered and fought over the paper money that Yoongi was trying to claim as his 'fair and square'. Seokjin and Jungkook were shoving each other playfully trying to distract the other one while playing Mario Kart, while Tae quietly got ahead of the other two; having pretended to be uninterested in winning, and scored first place, pumping his fists in the air and saying over and over again, "yes yes yes!!" As the two other boys groaned in disappointment. You laugh at the three of them and turn back to see Hobi and Yoongi each clutching a side of the fake money, neither one willing to let go first, and Namjoon sitting there with his head in his hands as the two bickered back and forth. You look at Jimin who's sitting across the game from you and he smiles and shakes his head, silently agreeing with you that they were all fools. Lovable fools. But fools just the same.

You smiled back, willing yourself not to blush, and mouthed to him that you were gonna go get a drink. He nodded and smiled again and you stood up, gesturing at him, wondering if he wanted something as well. He shook his head and mouthed 'no thank you' back. Picking your way carefully over everyone you finally made it into the kitchen for some water.

-

"Jimin, what are you doing? Have you asked her yet?" Namjoon whispered to him in his ear once you disappeared into the other room. Jimin turned positively crimson then shook his head slightly. He looked up and saw Jin gesturing toward the kitchen like a mad man with his head, eyes wide, telling Jimin to do it now. Jimin stood up quickly and tried not to stumble going through the crowded room, and trying to ignore the giggles coming from the other excited members. He'd liked you since the day he met you, you were super sweet, friendly, and funny too. They knew that he liked you and it was maddening for them to watch him try again and again to get the courage to ask you out. His heart pounded as he rounded the corner and saw you leaning on the counter, drinking a glass of water.

He was finally doing it.

-

You saw Jimin come around the corner suddenly and you choked on your water, sputtering and wiping your mouth, cursing yourself for being so jumpy all of a sudden.

He walked over to you, concern written all over his cute face, "you ok y/n? Sorry if I scared you. I-I, I decided I d-did need a drink." You shook your head and smiled at him then brushed it off quickly, "I'm fine, a little water never hurt anyone haha." He smiled again and his eyes crinkled up, his cheeks all bunching up and oh gosh you wanted to squish them.

What. No. You did not just think that.

He grabbed a glass and filled it up then took a sip before he turned to you. He gulped, it wasn't the water he was swallowing, he was so nervous. Just blurt it out Jimin, he thought to himself, just do it, it's now or never.

"Uh, y/n?"

"Yeah?" You tried to sound nonchalant, why were you so nervous? Jimin was your friend.

"Um, uh, I just, I was wondering, that is, I mean, can I, do you, maybe, could, uh..." The poor boy couldn't get a single sentence out, stuttering and blushing profusely. You reached out before you could even think, and touched his arm lightly, "hey, it's okay Jimin, what is it?" He seemed to relax with your soft tone and touch and he straightened up a bit, then said in a rush, "I was wondering if you'd like to go out–with me–on, on a date...maybe...?"

Well that was unexpected.

-

Of course you had said yes, probably a bit faster than you should have, but Jimin was all smiles and the tension between you two that night disappeared quickly. The rest of the boys were over the moon with relief that night after Jimin related what had happened to them, after you had left of course, and they were all super excited for the both of you.

-

A few days later and you're sitting on your couch, fiddling with your hands that are starting to sweat a little. You have no idea why you're so nervous, Jimin was your friend and this wouldn't change anything between the two of you. Except, maybe it would. You aren't sure but now was not the time to be dwelling on such things. The doorbell suddenly rings and you jump up, from excitement and partly surprise.

You hurry over, grabbing your purse and opening the door to see Jimin standing there smiling–he looked very handsome in a long sleeved black shirt and pants, that contrasted with his blonde hair.

You smile back and step outside to walk with him to his car.

"You look beautiful, y/n." He says it shyly but you can hear the smile in his voice. Seeing as you spent a lot of time getting ready, you're so grateful that he said that. You turn and look at him, trying to keep your blush under control, "thank you Jimin, you look very nice as well." He really did, and you can tell he's trying his very best not to blush too as he says a quiet 'thank you'. It wasn't awkward at all, just new for you. You two get to the car and he opens your door, waits for you to be seated comfortably and then shuts it before trotting over to his own side. You smile at him through the windows when he isn't looking, he is just too cute.

He sighs happily when he opens the door, sits down, and starts putting his buckle on. Then he turns to smile at you again, "it's really nice out today, thank goodness. We're in luck y/n!" You laugh at his excitement and clap your hands, it really was lucky that today wasn't too hot or too cold, it was perfect and you couldn't be happier.

The two of you start talking about what you'd done the past few days and fall into talking about the most random stuff; things you found on the internet or a stupid project you had at work, his new dances and what song he wanted to cover next with Jungkook. It was just like it was whenever you two hung out with the other boys, nothing was weird, just familiar and comfortable; which you were extremely grateful for.

Eventually he pulls the car up to the side of the road and unbuckles. You look out the window and see that you're at a little park with a big open green field, not many people were walking around and there was a little trail looping around it, surrounded by cherry blossom trees–it's the most beautiful park you've ever seen.

Jimin sees the look on your face and giggles, he hops out of the car and opens your door. He parked so that you were by the sidewalk, so you step out and follow him around to the trunk of the car. He opens it and you see a blanket, a little umbrella, and a big picnic basket. You look at him in question about the little umbrella and he shrugs, "just in case, for sun or rain, wanted to be prepared." You try so hard not to uwu right then and there, of course Jimin would do this; a peaceful picnic in this park sounded just like something this boy would do, and you loved picnics–did he know that? You wonder and look over at him. He was smiling down at the stuff and starts pulling it all out. You offer to carry the blanket and he hands it to you then takes out the basket and umbrella. Jimin shuts the trunk and hangs the basket on his arm, umbrella in hand–then he turns to you and smiles again, earning a smile back from you. You both make your way through the grass, it was so green and beautiful today. Jimin finds a nice spot under the shade of a tree, and sets the basket down, "this looks like a good place, what do you think y/n?" You turn around, scanning the area, it really was a nice place, not too much sun and just enough away from the few people that were walking the trails.

"It's perfect Jimin. Have you been here before?" You ask as you lay the blanket down, Jimin walks over and helps you spread the blanket out, then when that's finished he starts pulling food out of the basket. "Yeah, me and the boys came here once, I haven't been here since though. I want to come more often." He looks sideways at you and you pretend not to notice as you nod and help pull the food out. There was a lot, and it all looked so good. Jimin giggles when he sees your face, "Jin hyung made most of it, but he let me help with some stuff that he thought I wouldn't mess up." You laugh and shake your head, "well, I'm sure you did an amazing job Jiminie, make sure to send Jin my thanks as well." He nods happily and pulls out the last of the food.

Jimin hands you a sandwich and you both start to eat, you close your eyes and feel the slight breeze on your face. The sandwhich was delicious and when you open your eyes to tell him that, you see Jimin look away from you, blushing madly and taking a bite of his own sandwich. You try to change the subject so he doesn't get too embarrassed that you caught him looking at you.

"Hey Jimin."

He looks at you sheepishly and swallows almost choking, "y-yeah?" You hold up the sandwich and smile, "it's really good, did you help make this?" He nods and his eyes crinkle up–you try not to freak out again, but your heart can't stop fluttering at how adorable he is. You two spend the time eating all the food you can handle, and talking about the most random things, as usual. Eventually you're both lying on the blanket and looking up at the tree your picnic is under. A squirrel is running along a branch and you watch it as you sigh happily, you aren't sure how this day could get any better, the sun was just warm enough and the sky was so blue, when you reach over the blanket and touch the grass it's super soft under your fingers. Jimin can't stop smiling as you two relax on the blanket and even close your eyes for a bit.

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The sun is starting to set and you have no idea how the time flew by so fast. You start feeling sad, knowing that Jimin will probably start packing everything up soon, and the date will be over. So you're surprised when he stands up and reaches out for your hand, not making any move to clean anything up yet. You take his hand and he pulls you to stand up, intertwining your fingers with his, "come on," he says softly. Then he grabs another small blanket from the basket and starts walking over a little to where there are no trees around. Once he finds a spot he likes, he spreads the blanket and sits on it patting next to him, signalling for you to do the same. You sit down and laugh, "what are we doing Jimin?" He just lies down and pulls you down next to him, "you'll see in a minute." You two are on your sides, propped up on your elbows, facing each other. The sun is down now and only a few little lamps are on, over by the trails. There is a soft glow from the lamps and from the moon, and you can see him smiling at you happily. You grin back and look at him quizzically, "well, what are we doing?" You giggle a little nervously. He doesn't say anything but turns onto his back and scoots closer to you, then points up at the sky. You move to lie on your back as well, your arm touching his, your heart pounding at the close proximity. Your gaze follows his arm, "oh," you let out a surprised breath at what you see; Jimin's arm is lifted and he's pointing up at the sky that's completely full of stars, the brightest you've ever seen. Without the lights from the city you can see the night sky in all its beautiful wonder. Jimin whispers softly, "Look, y/n... It's the Big Dipper over there, and right there that's the Archer. Do you see it?" You follow the line of his arm and hand as he moves and points out the constellations. You've never seen them this clearly before and you nod in awe, "I see them, they're so big, and bright, a-and beautiful." You feel warmth in your left hand and turn your head to see Jimin has put his right arm down from pointing out the stars and has taken your hand in his slowly, almost like asking permission. You wrap your fingers around his and look at him, his eyes have squinted up again from the smile that's broken out on his face, cheeks all squished up. You smile at him, not knowing how you could've gotten so lucky. Little did you know he's thinking the same thing as he gazes at you in the soft light. Then suddenly you both look away shyly and look back up at the sky again. For a few minutes you both point out different shapes you see and laugh at a few of them.

After a while you feel tears spring into your eyes at how absolutely gorgeous it all is, the millions of stars, the bright moon, how happy you are to be sitting here and sharing this with him. You hear his voice softly from next to you then,

"Y/n, do you want to come here with me again? O-or somewhere else if you'd like, but I mean- that is..."

You try not to laugh, he honestly had your heart beating like a conga drum and he was the one feeling nervous? You weren't sure how you could make him nervous like this, but you squeeze his hand and look at him, "Jimin," he turns and looks at you a bit anxiously, "y-yeah?" His cheeks are burning again and he prays that you can't see it in this light.

"I'd love to go out with you again, and thank you for today." He lets out a breath he was holding and almost cries in relief. Today couldn't have gone better for the both of you, and it was way past overdue, but the outcome made it all worth it.

Park Jimin.

The Park Jimin....asked you out on a date?

Yes, yes he did.

[herofics]

May I request HCs or Scenario (whichever is easier for you dear, I'm happy with either) of Aizawa with his daughter whose been quietly dealing with being raped by a new really shady teacher, if that violates the rules then it could be a shady friend instead, but how would 'Zawa find out about this assuming that his daughter doesn't tell him herself so maybe a good friend *cough* bakugou *cough* tells him, what would he do to help her? Pretty Please and Thank you deary. 😘 Keep up the good work

I love and hate writing these. I feel like they are third years, so they have a super solid friendship. Thanks for the good request hun.

You were sitting in the shower, as the warm water poured over you. You felt so dirty, stained with that man’s touch and no matter how much you scrubbed it just didn’t seem to go away. Your thighs were bright red after you had been scrubbing them with the rough side of your washing sponge for the last half an hour. You had been sobbing the whole time, but now you just felt unbelievably empty. At least the emptiness felt better than the sickly feeling.

It had been a few weeks since it happened. The teacher was still eyeing you each period you had with him. He looked like he had won something. Like breaking you so totally was a cause for celebration. You saw him talking with Present Mic and your father. Just normal conversation but every time the teacher caught you looking at them he winked at you. Like you two had some little secret together.

Aizawa was sensing some weird vibes from the new teacher. He seemed like a good guy, but there was something about the guy that bothered him. Like there was something rotting underneath that clean and well kept surface.

Bakugou had been keeping a closer eye on you these past few weeks. You had seemed extremely on edge and jumpy. He had once put his hand on your shoulder like he usually did when he wanted your attention, and you had flinched away and almost started crying. He immediately backed off and apologized, but it was bothering him. One day when Todoroki pumped into you by accident, you left the room crying. That was the last straw he had to know what the fuck was going on.

You were walking back to the dorms with Uraraka and Asui, when you heard Bakugou calling you. He was standing under one of the trees some way away from the dorm building. You excused yourself and went to see what he wanted. You had been debating on talking to him about what happened. He acted like your big brother after all. He would make sure you’d be safe from that monster. He would help you.

“Hey”

“What’s up with you lately?” he growled, clearly trying to mask the worry in his voice with aggression.

“I’ve been meaning to talk about it with you” you said quietly. “Let’s go somewhere else”

“You led him to the edge of the forest that was behind the dorms. No one else would be able to hear you there.

"You-you know that new teacher, who is kinda shady?” you sniffled.

“Yeah what about him?”

Bakugou had a really bad feeling about where this was going.

“He-he… Wan-wanted to talk to-to me about some school work one-one evening so I went to his office and he-he…” now you were full on sobbing.

“What?! Did he grope you or some shit?” Bakugou asked and shook your shoulders.

You flinced away and leaned against a tree, sliding down to the ground.

“Please… Please don't…”

You pulled your knees to your chest and started rocking back and forth.

Now Bakugou was seriously pissed. What the fuck had that bastard done. Then it dawned on him. Why you were so jumpy if anyone came too close to you.

“Did he…?”

You were crying so hard you couldn’t even speak so you just nodded furiously and kept on crying.

“That son of a bitch!” he growled and was about to stomp off to the school, probably to confront him.

“Don’t leave me alone… Please” you sobbed and grabbed his hand.

Bakugou sighed and sat down in front of you. You kept holding his hand and he didn’t talk. What could he say anyway? That it was going to be fine? No. He knew that wouldn’t help you right now. He was pretty sure there was nothing he could say that would make you feel better.

You just sat there for a while, your crying turned to sniffles and you could talk again.

“Have you told your dad?”

“I don’t want to do it myself, I’m kinda scared of his reaction”

“He’s a good guy, he won’t blame you or any dumb shit like that. But do you want me to tell him?”

“Would you?”

“Hell yes I would”

You and Bakugou parted ways. You went to take a nap in your dorm room, and he rushed towards the school.

Bakugou found Aizawa in his classroom, grading some papers. He stomped in and closed the door.

“What is it?” Aizawa asked tiredly.

“Your daughter was raped by that new creep of a teacher” Bakugou stated bluntly.

Aizawa’s brain just stopped processing. He heard the words but it was like they were in a completely strange language and he couldn’t understand it. Bakugou repeated himself and it still didn’t make any sense. The third time he said it, it finally clicked in Aizawa’s head and he understood the words.

“When?” he asked.

“I don’t fucking know, she wouldn’t say”

“Where is she now?”

“At the dorm probably”

Aizawa basically zoomed out of the room, leaving Bakugou in the dust and papers flying around the room.

You had barely gotten to put your stuff donw when someone -probably your dad- was already banging on the door.

“Yeah, yeah” you sighed.

As you placed your hand on the door handle, you took a deep breathe. You could do this. You just had to talk with him, tell him what happened, maybe cry a little, or a lot…

You opened the door and you were immediately enveloped in a bear hug. You thought you had cried enough earlier, but you started sniffling again and hugged him back. He pushed you to arms length and kept his hands on your shoulders.

“Are you okay? No that’s a stupid question of course you’re not” he babbled

“Dad calm down”

“The hell I will. I’m going to give that bastard a piece of my mind”

“Could you at least hear me out first?”

His eyes softened a bit and you lead him to sit on your bed.

“Is it true, what Bakugou said?”

“Yes” you said quietly.

You two talked. You explained as much as you could without wanting to puke and he listened. After you were done talking. Aizawa proposed that you at least start seeing the school’s psychiatrist, and you agreed, even if reluctantly. Then he left to go tell the principle. He gave you one more hug and a kiss on the forehead. And of course he petted you hair wildly as he had done since you were a kid.

You went to take a shower again. Maybe someday you wouldn’t feel so stained anymore. You would heal… eventually.

[kaiyeti]

Qrow: So you must be my nieces emo friend Blake, am I right? *Qrow after as he stepped out of the Inn He and the reunited team RWBY were staying in, watching the cat faunus jump up slightly as she quickly turns to face he.* Jumpy much.

Blake: Huh? Oh yeah... *Blake spoke relaxing after seeing the older hunter.* Yes, I'm Blake. You're Qrow Branwen. Yang... Yang told me about you.

Qrow: All good things I'm sure. *Qrow smirked, making his way next to Blake, sitting against the railing as his took a sip from him flask.*

Blake: She said you saved her and Ruby when they were little.

Qrow: Part of being an Uncle. Let them do crazy stupid stuff and step in when they need saving. *He watched from the corner of his eye Blake flinch at his words and turned her gaze down towards the railing.* Something on your mind kid?

Blake: ...It's... It's nothing. Just lost in thought.

Qrow: And I'm guessing those "thoughts" are blonde, lilac eyed and red when pissed, Not to mention packs one hell of a punch, huh? *Qrow replied as he took a sip of his flask while Blake Whipped her head towards him.*

Blake: ... Sigh, Yeah. *Blake admitted as she looks back out to the street, leaning against the railing.* I'm just... I'm just scared. Yang hasn't said a word to me this entire time unless we are with the us. I'm afraid she wants nothing to do with me... That she hates me now. *Blake gripped her coat sleeve to stop her hands from shaking* I haven't seen her in almost a year and yet not a day has gone by that I haven't thought of her. Not one day were I wanted nothing more then to go to her and apologize to her. For running, for leaving her... For causing her so much pain...

Qrow: *Qrow looked at the sorrow filled girl before placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.* Well I can tell you from personally experience she doesn't hate you, kid. Maybe mad as all hell at you and rightly so, with the whole leaving without a word since that reopens some old wounds as you probably already know. *Qrow told her, Making Blake cringe as she remembers the story Yang told her about her mother.* But she doesn't hate you.

Blake: How can you be so sure? How can you know that after I caused her to lose so much and just left her? *Blake asked with watery eyes.* Adam only attacked her because of me. Because I l- *Blake stopped herself not wanting to confuse her love for Yang to her uncle.* ... Sigh, I'm like a black cat... All I do is bring misfortune to everyone I cross paths.

Qrow: ... Did you know I'm the reason why Summer Rose, Ruby and Yang's mom, is dead? *At this Blake stared at Qrow in shock and surprise* My Semblance is to bring misfortune. Unfortunately, I don't get a say one who it effect and one day as me and Summer were out on a mission, my misfortune fell upon her. Ruby don't know this, She was to young when it happened but Tai, their father, and Yang do. Yang was sad and Tai was furious but neither one blamed or hated me because of it. Hell, the night I had to tell them I was debating where to put the bullet in my brain until Yang and Ruby, a 6 and 4 year old little girls, told me it wasn't my fault and that everything was going to be okay and that they still loved me all the same.

Blake: *At first Blake found herself speechless before quietly muttering* I... I'm sorry. I had no idea...

Qrow: Meh, Don't sweat it. Just don't give up on Yang. Give her time to cool off. *Qrow said to her offering Blake his flask, only to pull it away slight as she hesitantly reaches for it.* Just promise you won't do something stupid and breaking my niece's heart again will ya? I hate to have to help Tai bury ya even before she gets to use her "Xiao-Long" charms on ya.

Blake: *At this Blake both gulped in fear and blushed at the realization that Qrow basically told her Yang felt the same way.* I-I will... Thank you.

Qrow: Don't mention it. Us Bad luck charms have to stick together. Now drink up. *With this Qrow handed Blake his flask as he pushed off the railing and headed inside.* You're going to need to liquid courage for you two's "Talk"... And to numb the pain from her left hook.

Blake: What ar-!?! *Blake started to question, turning to the old hunter only to find Yang standing at the doorway of the inn. It was also only 4 seconds before quickly downed the rest flask and unfortunately finding it empty as she whsisper.* Just my luck.