#amd i looked at a book of earrings it was so cool

[dokyeomini]

good evening i just got home i had a really nice day!

[nightsmarish]

Hihi!! I saw requests are open and I wanted to send in a request if that’s fine haha. here I go

could I request wolfstar x masc! (or GN but I prefer masc) who goes to school at durmstrang AND hogwarts? like the reader is REALLY good at defense against the dark arts and the reader also has handsome looks as well and both sirius and lupin fall for them?…

sorry if it’s confusing 😭! you can decline this if you’d like but thank you so much !

A/n: I'm not even gonna lie, I am NOT a fan of how this came out amd might rewrite in the future. I just can't finish on another fic it this one wasn't done, I am so so so sorry if this sucks ass.

Poly!wolfstar x masc!reader (Remus lupin x masc!readee x Sirius black) | 800+ words

Tw: reader is hot, possible illusion to smut but not in a cool way

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆ ✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆ ✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆ ✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ

Sirius comes running into the dorm, of which is mostly empty besides Remus.

"Moony-" He pauses, panting from running through the moving staircases, planting himself dramatically onto Remus' bed next to the lycan, "did you see the Durmstrang and Beauxbitons students?"

Remus infact did meet the exchange students. The headmaster of the three schools had come to decide that it would be beneficial to have an exchange program for a few months. Allowing students to learn magic under different teachers and styles, as well as continuing the bond between the schools.

"Yes, I did, why do you ask?" He raises an eyebrow, lowering his book to give his boyfriend his full attention.

"That bloody Durmstrang boy, he's fucking hot." Sirius moves over Remus, sitting on his abs while he lays back on his bed.

"Which one, love, there was 3 of them." Remus looks up at Sirius, who is fiddling with one of the gold studs Remus' in his ears.

"The hot one."

Remus smiles up at his boyfriend, hands moving up under the button up shirt Sirius is wearing for his uniform. "I think they all where rather hot. I think it may be a requirement for attending Durmstrang."

"Well I don't bloody know, he was just fucking hot, babe. Like, dear Merlin he was a looker." Sirius' smile matches Remus' hands moving from his earings to rake through his boyfriends hair. Remus draws little shapes onto Sirius' spine.

"Am I not enough for you anymore? Need another boyfriend already?" Remus leans up, kissing Sirius' neck.

"You are more than enough, I'm just saying he's hot." Sirius chuckles, ducking down to capture Remus' lips.

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Okay, Remus gets it. After Sirius pointed you out the next morning at breakfast, you are bloody hot. Both boys shared Defense Against the Dark Arts, the first class they share (other than breakfast) that they can properly gossip in.

"Okay, okay- yes, he's hot, I get what you mean." Remus puts down his book bag, leaning back in his chair as everyone filters into the room.

"Exactly! He's eye candy, right?" Sirius has one foot on the chair, knee bent, while the other leg is like a normal damn person in a chair.

Before he can respond, someone speaks up, "Hey, sorry, is this seat taken?"

Both boys look to their left. And dear Merlin they were not prepared for you to be there.

"Yeah- sure, of course." Sirius answers for them, Remus opting to stay quite.

You smile and take a seat, dropping your book bag on the floor as you scan the room.

None of you talk much during the lesson, at least not verbally. Remus and Sirius keep discreetly writing notes to one another.

Oh Merlin he's next to me

I see that, love

What am I supposed to do???? I look like a sodding idiot!

You look fine, I promise.

Only fine? Thanks, babe, great to know I only look fine when I am next to him!

You look fucking hot

I don't believe you anymore

Want me to prove it in a supply closet after lunch?

Class is dismissed, so everyone quickly gathers there things, excited to go to lunch and see their friends. The boys share a look, do they talk to you, or be a wimp?

"Hey," Sirius grabs your attention, of which you give him, undivided and it makes it slightly harder for him to breath, "I'm Sirius Black, it's a pleasure to meet you." He offers you his hand, which you shake and give him your name.

"And, I'm Remus Lupin." He adds, not entirely a fan of the first greeting people bit, very awkward about the whole thing.

You send Remus the same smile you sent Sirius and dear fuck they have gotten down bad way to quickly, "Great to meet you two."

"Would you like to sit with us? At lunch." The shorter of the two asks, "Obviously our friends will be there too, it would *just* be us."

"Oh, yeah, sure, that'd be nice, thank you." You follow both of them out the classroom and to the Greathall.

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Are they super sweet? Dear Vulpelara, they very much are. As is their friends. You got to meet Peter, Lily, and James so far.

Though, you've met who you are pretty sure is Sirius little brother a few times in passing but you are not completely sure.

Are you having a harder and harder time keeping up your chill persona? Holy fuck, yes.

They are flirty, smooth, and devastatingly hot.

While Sirius is quick to make a flirty remark, so quick you almost don't notice, or throw in a pet name (gods forbid he calls you "Pretty Boy"). Remus is smooth, subtle, and it's like you're his damn prey.

Like now, you're sitting with the group for dinner a few weeks later, James, Lily, and Peter sit across from you. You learned Lily doesn't always join the boys, but James seems to be very pathetic for her and begs her a lot. While next to you, on your left is Sirius, and on your right is Remus.

Your thighs are touching theirs, and at some point Sirius hooked his foot over yours and you think you lost the function to breath seven minutes ago and.... and this is going to be a long, and painful exchange program.

[kaz11283]

Chapter 5

Characters: Clint, you, Loki

Warnings: this is a SLOW burn, slight angst, fluff at the end, Loki starting shit.

Summary: life has never really bwen this complicated. Or well the life that you think you know has never really been this complicated. Living with the avengers, learning new things, yeah its gonna be a long road but what else do you have to look forward to other than the random runins with the god of mischief.

Loki Masterlist

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It had been about a week since you had arrived at the tower and just as long as your incounter with Loki, you hadnt had much time to think about it though since you were normally nose deep in class work or training with Nat and Clint since Tony had sent you the message "If your gonna be an avenger you have to train like one, training starts at 6." You had left him on read after that, you had never been a morning person and you sure as hell wasnt about to start now.

"Alright y/n, lets try you on the bow today." Clint smiled walking into the arena where most of your training took place.

"After I finish this." You said pointing to your coffee. "I swear, you would think that after saving lives you would want to sleep in." You grumbled.

"Bad guys dont sleep, we dont get to sleep." Clint said wiping down a few of his practice arrows.

"You didnt get back till like 3 this morning. Im really starting to wonder if you sleep at all." You tossed your cup away and got up starting to do your stretches.

"Get over here so I can show you how to hold this thing." He saod holding out the bow.

"I know how to use a bow, I was in archery in high school. Top of my team." You grabbed the bow feeling the cool metal in your hand. His bow was diffrent than what you was use to, as light as air almost were yours had been heavy.

"This bow is probably a little different than what your use to. The metal is vibranium, the strings are made of some type of industrial woven string that Tony invinted in his lab. Might be a littlw hard for you to pull back." He smiled looking at the bow like a child.

"It is very beautiful." You examined it looking down the sights has you pulled the string back easily. "Absolutly magnificent peice of weaponry." You looked over at him and seen that he was staring at you wide eyed. "What?"

"No one else has ever been able to draw the string back like that." You let the string gently go back into place amd handed it back to him.

"I told you, I was in archery while I was in high school."

"Theres no way that someone no matter how skilled they are can pull that back."

"Well if your forgetting, apperantly Im not from here either."

"Yup almost forgot, Asguardian. Anyways. You know how to use one of these so lets set up a few targets and get to work. Tony wants to try you out on a few different things, eval you, and see what suits you best. Im already leaning toward you being good at the bow."

After he talked you through some of the basics that you had informed him you knew and he insisted on stating that it was 'mandatory' you were finally able to pick up one of the training bows.

"These bows suck. Stark has all the money in the world and he buys walmart brand bows? If you pull this one back to many times the string will break. Why cant I just use yours?" You roll your eyes looking back at Clint.

"My bow, my baby. If you want ine bad enough you can start off at the bottom and work your way up. You have a card why dont you buy one?" He countered, just then the foor opened drawing your attention.

"Sorry, didnt realize that the area was occupied today, I just wanted to get a few throws in woth the new daggers Stark and Banner decided to enhance for me. Wanted to make sure that they wouldnt bloe up in my face." Loki said walking over to the bay next to you and Clint. You hadnt had a moment alone with the trickster since in the hall weeks ago and now he was here acting as of nothingbhad happened. You looked down at the daggers that he had laid out.

"Wow, those are beautiful." You noticed that not only had he laid down two simple green handeled knives but he had also laid down a set of electric blue ones and a set of gold handle ones engraved with ancient symbols and roses with the stems winding down the hilt. "May I?" You asked leaning down to get a closer look.

"Of course y/n, you are the one that gave me those." He answered casually. Your breathing hitched and you turned to look at him.

"Thats not funny Loki."

"I dont know what your talking about. I was simpl-" he started before you cut him off.

"You know damn good and well what I am talking about. What did you expect? Me to pick it up and everything come barreling back to me? Here I'll do you one even better." You stormed up to the daggers and grabbed one of the gold ones up throwing it at the target on the far side of the room. You had expected it to fall short and clink to the floor but you never hears it fall. When you looked at the target you noticed you had hit the middle.

Clints jaw had dropped as he was looking around the wall to see what you had been yelling about. Loki looked at you with a smug expression. "I assume they must have had knife throwing classes at the school you attended as well."

"Shut up. Clint are we done, I have some studying for class that I really need to do." You looked at clint as he knodded still awestruck. "Thanks, I'll talk with Tony about getting a better bow for me to practice with." You took off toward your room.

Later after you had taken a hot shower and changed into some leggings and a baggy shirt you decided to go to the one place in the tower that you had decided to claim as your own little study corner. It was located on of of the high up floors that happened to be more of an observation deck, you could watch the team leave on missions, see the ocean, and watch some of the most beautiful sun sets that you had seen. You had notice while checking the place out that there was a fairly large window seat that you could spead your work out on as you looked out over the city, this small part of the tower was your little hid away, you hadnt seen any other member of the team up here so you figured when you needed the alone time you could come here. It had seemed to work for the most part until today.

You notice the shadow of the figure standing over you before looking up into the eyes of Lokis confused ones, you had noticed his lips moving before rolling your eyes and taking out your noise canceling ear pods.

"What do you want Loki?" You sighed placing them back into the chsrging dock.

"Well if you hadnt had those things in you would have heard me tell you that I was sorry for earlier." He sassed crossing his arms.

"How did you find me? No one really bothers coming up here." You pulled your legs under your chin and covering you feet with the throw that you had brought up with you this time.

"The AI system has no bounderies when it comes to privacy, it can tell you were anyone is in this god forsaken place." He responded. "May I sit?"

"And if I say no?"

"I'll sit anyways." He shrugged.

"Then what is the point in asking?" You leaned forward moving your papers and books out of the way. He reached down and grabbed a few of the papers to help you.

"Your doing a paper on Shakespeare?" He asked as he sat down reading over the page.

"Umm, yeah. Part of my agreement to come here is so that I can finish up my collage classes. Drama and Art Major." He hamded the paper back to you so that you could stick it in your binder. He gave you a look that you were use to getting from him. "Don't say it Loki." You out your hand up to stop him before he could even open his mouth.

"I wasn't going to say anything." He held his hands up.

"Hum, interesting. The god of lies actually sucks at lying. I should remember that." You smiled. This was the first time you had actually felt half way confortable around him.

"I could never lie to you." He smiled back. "You have always had a knack for seeing right through me."

"I wish you wouldnt do that." You sighed leaning your heas agints the window behind you.

"Do what exactly?" He askes mirroring your position.

"Where you mention something about my past. Its annoying and it breaks my heart."

"Well Dove, how do you think I feel? The worst part about it for me is that while you remember nothing I am stuck remembering everything. Your past, my past, our past together. It truly is the worst pain that I have ever felt. To have something that you have wanted for so long in front of you and they dont even want you back." He sighed looking out the window.

"Loki," you crossed your legs and placed your elbows on your knees. "I have never said that I didnt want you. I just dont know what is what."

"So you do want me?" He laughted.

"That is not what I meant and you know it." You leanded back again. "Tell me about us. About how you and Thor know me." He eyes lite up.

Chapter 6

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[themadauthorshatter]

If you're up to date with my posts, then you know what's about to happen.

I've read the books, WE'VE ALL READ THE BOOKS, but this is a somewhat fun switch-a-roo.

Expect a BUNCH of changes that I'll try justifying, especially painful ones, so bear with me🙏

OTP SWAP PART 1: THE CRUEL PRINCE!!!!

I'm starting with the first book for obvious reasons

Like before, we start in the mortal world with Ashley Duarte(yes, human!Cardan's last name is Duarte, but like I said, bear with me) making tacos in the kitchen while one of the MANY dogs and other animals wait for her to drop some food. Baby boy Cardan and his older half-sister Rhyia are watching some human stuff, maybe Looney Tunes or old Mickey Mouse cartoons, when the door is knocked on, which alerts the animals and wakes a half asleep Cardan; Rhyia does not wake up.

Cardan answers it and finds a cloaked Madoc at the door. Rather than ask who he is or call for his mother, he stares at this man, who kneels and asks as evenly as possible if his mother is home.

Cardan slams the door in his face, which prompts Ashley to ask why he did so.

Madoc BANGS on the door and shouts, "Asha!" and Ashley pales as she realizes who is at the door.

She demands Cardan to go upstairs as Madoc kicks the door open and walks inside, giving the same speech as the original, that Balekin told him she'd ran away with his daughter, that she killed a woman who was just as pregnant as her, that she ran away and married some lowly farm hand and blacksmith. He thought it was a lie, but nope. Here she stands.

Asha(which is her real name) is deeply ashamed at his words, and tries to pull Cardan away; an angry Madoc is an unstable Madoc.

Like before, Justin rushes in to save his family, but ends up getting kebabbed with his wife.

Rhyia does wake up to see both and Madoc spills the tea that she's his and needs to pack her bags because they're leaving, and Cardan's coming with.

Cardan, despite being seven, is outraged and tries to kick Madoc into oblivion with no avail. Rhyia, however, swears that she'll never love a monster like Madoc, who simply scoffs and tells her to wrangle the human and gather her things in half an hour, because they're leaving for Faerie.

Reluctantly, they do and they never see the mortal world again for a very long time.

Jump to the present day as Cardan, a now seventeen year old human heart throb, is getting prim and proper for a revel. His hair is getting styled nice, he's in a nice suit, he's wearing a cool belt that makes him look like he has a tail, and has ear cuffs that make his ears look pointed like a faerie.

He also has rowan berries on his wrist, because he doesn't want the necklace to be easy to see as a lot of his shirts show his chest.

He's dolled up and meets Locke, his brother that came around when Madoc married Oriana and had Oak. The two did not get along, at first, but they began to tolerate each ither as they realized they were the only humans in Faerie that were gentry kids.

Locke is more of a bard or a poet, always seen with a little book, and doesn't wear the same stuff Cardan does, so no pointed ear cuffs for him. He's also more accustomed to Faerie, being good with half truths and minor deception. He's on good terms with both Madoc and Oriana.

Cardan, however, is not on good terms with either of them, as he has tried multiple times to leave Faerie, with and without Rhyia with him, and every time ended with Madoc outside scowling at him and leading him back to his room. Still has that 'no kill' rule, but he's better with sneaking and a sword, having been able to lighten his steps so he could sneak past Madoc and his guards whenever he tried to leave. He's not bad with a sword, but he still has a lot to learn, being 17 and all. When he doesn't have a sword in his hands, he has an animal in them, i.e. a foal, a dog, or, at one point, a skunk that was calm enough to not spray him. Yeah, animal lover that can hold his own.

The two exchange banter and Locke shows show rare excitement for this revel, saying the two will have the time of their lives. Locke, who isn't as close with her, wonders where Rhyia is, but Cardan reveals she's not attending, instead going to visit some friends in the mortal world.

Her funeral as the boys saddle up with Oriana amd Madic and go to the revel.

Similar events occur, like Oriana telling the boys to be careful, Madoc talking to Dain and Balekin, and Locke leading Cardan through the revel so they can have a good time.

IT GOES DOWNHILL WHEN THE GREENBRIAR TWINS AND THEIR FRIENDS ARRIVE. Jude, her older sister Taryn, and their friends, Edir, a bard that can sing and play anyone under the table, Valerian, who's a sadist, and Nicasia, the princess of the Undersea.

Jude and Taryn may have the same face and body, but don't be fooled, Jude has horns, always wears a sword, and will slap you in a dress and then set it on fire without a second’s hesitation. Taryn, however, always has a bunch of flowers in her hair, always wears a dress, and uses words as her weapon. Did you know that she broke on of the most boisterous men in Faerie qith nothing but her words? True story. Edir is the guy that keeps them both in check, an order of Balekin's, which we'll learn later. He is also more of Jude's friend and Taryn's bed buddy, in SFW terms. Nicasia is Jude's friend, like FRIEND, and Valerian is the same, really, just more of an ass now that he has more even targets.

Everyone bows to these guys, even Cardan and a smirking Locke. That smirk vanishes when Taryn winks at Cardan, who Jude GLARES AT.

Locke feels the same way, cinfused and angry, but no time to think in it because Valerian storms toward a confused Cardan and grabs him by the collar, snarling that he can play dress up and make believe all he wants because it won't hide his plain hair or round ears or barn dog smell, so he shouldn't even bother.

Valerian throws him back and Locke rounds on Cardan, asking him what the hell that was between him and Taryn. Cardan brushes him off, as it was just a wink, not a lap dance. Before they can REALLY go at it, crying draws their attention and see that Jude just pincushioned someone who didn't bow, said someone nkw having a hole in their stomach and a slash across their torso. Taryn is annoyed, Nicasia and Valerian are trying not to laugh, and Edir, who's embarassed, is scolding Jude for losing it at a revel.

Jump to after the revel and the day of school. The boys do indeed get dirt kicked on their food, but instead of 'make me,' Cardan snaps, 'TRY me,' because Nicasia asks if he's as filthy as other human boys. Locke talks him down, but Valerian, kicking more dirt and even throwing some IN Cardan's face, asks if the two qould like them for friends.

Locke apologizes for Cardan, but Jude commands he prove it by dropping out of the tournament, it'll be less embarrassing than getting his ass beaten in front of everyone.

Nicasia spots one of the ear cuffs and pulls it off, asking if he stole it. Big mistake because the cuff burns her hand, as it is iron and iron hurts Faeries.

Cardan smirks and the group leaves, Locke scolding him for being stupid.

Later, at dinnner, after talk of Dain's coronation, Cardan, despite some minor objection from Rhyia, asks Madoc a question: May he please have a green sash for the tournament? Why? He would like to be a knight, please and thank you. Madoc chikes on his wine, Locke coughs to hide a laugh, Rhyia winces, and Oriana os shicked into silence.

Madoc gives it to him straight: he's not bad with a sword, he's good on his feet,and he's the best damned rider that anyone's ever seen, but no. He cannot compete for knighthood, on the count of being the furthest thing from a killer imaginable and just being in over his head.

Cardan protests that he can do just fine, but Madoc warns him to stop before he gets himself thrown in a dungeon instead if his room until the coronation of prince Dain.

Cardan relinquishes and we get the salt prank like before, except Locke is pissed beyond all reason at his foster brother. Cardan doesn't mind until he's grabbed by Edir and Valerian, Locke being pulled by the hair by Jude and both are thrown in the river, which has Nixies in it.

Thier supplies get yeeted, Locke gets pulled out by Valerian and is made to kiss Jude on the lips and both her horns, but, when asked, Cardan does not give up, vowing that he will never give up, which makes Jude laugh and the group leave.

Locke and Cardan walk home, get some baths, and go to bed, except they go to the mortal world with Rhyia and meet her friends Vivienne and Heather at the mall. Vivienne apologizes for Jude's behavior, and we learn that Rhyia is planning to leave Faerie, and is probably going alone.

The boys return and endure a lesson, but Jude pushes Locke's buttons, so Cardan pushes her into a tree. Challenge accepted.

TOURNAMENT TIME!! Cardan fairs wellin that Valerian is lazy, Edir is out of shape, and Jude got cocky, so he wins.

Jude fumes at him, later grabbing him by the tail on his belt amd demanding he beg for her forgiveness. He does... NOT! And spits in her face that she may push him down, but he'll pull her down with him, and it will hurt her like hell.

Taryn approaches him and expresses interest in him, saying that she once took both Edir and Nicasia from Jude because people just like a sensitive girl.

She leaves and the tournament eventually ends, which leads Cardan to return hime and meet Dain, who requested one of Madoc's people to tell Cardan one of Eldred's children had come for a visit.

Dain and Cardan get talking and Dain offers him something that isn't knighthood: spying. Plus one wish.

Cardan knows what he wants: to not be controled.

Granted, but Dain can still control him and the fruits of Faerie will still effect him.

Screwy, but deal, he's a spy now

STAY TUNED FOR PART 2!!!!!

[blackberry-gingham]

Uhh I’m so soft for this concept😔💖 like how each lad would react to reader singing one of their songs

Oh my gosh, yaaaas 🥺🥺 I did some little headcannons for this, I hope that's alright!

George

So first off, I could see the reader like practicing playing guitar and trying to learn it and all, right?

Like, it's such a huge part of George's life, you want to understand it a little more!

Plus let's be real, playing an instrument is pretty cool, so... lol

But of course it needs to be a surprise bc you don't want him to hear you while you're still bad at it djdjsjs

You're practicing "Here Comes the Sun", singing along softly to George's voice

Things are going great!

... Until that same old cord combo trips you up

You cringe at the sour note you've just struck, followed by a frustrated groan

No matter what you can't seem to get it right, and you've been trying for ages!!

Ruminating in your thoughts you let the record go on and try to think of what you could do differently

At least George wasn't here for that

"Why'd you stop singing love?"

Shi-

Cue an awkward, stumbling explanation from you about your mission to learn guitar, and how it's not working out so far

George just smiles, he's so touched that you'd take the time to try and do something like this for him

"Nonsense, you just need a teacher"

Your face lights up at that, and he struts into the room

He walks over to the record, picks up the needle and holds it for a moment as he turns back to you

"But only if I can hear that pretty voice again"

He smirks teasingly, but you laugh and give your word

Finally he resents the record, pulls up a stool behind you, and guides your hands from behind you through the trouble spots while you sing along soft as an angel in his ear

You end up going through that song quite a few more times, just for good measure ;)

John

Ok I'm trying to think of something sweet for John, but honestly? The first thing that pops into my mind when I imagine this scenario is you two causing each other mischief lmao

Like John loves music and the Beatles and all, obviously, but when that's your ENTIRE LIFE it's nice to get away sometimes you know?

Of course, that down time is what he'd expect to get at home with you, but I really feel like any true SO of John's would be as much of a trolling master as he is

So yeah, basically, you're a TERROR with singing his songs

Like, when he's having some downtime, maybe a book or some tea, here you come out of literally nowhere

"COME ON COME ON COME ON BABAAAAY, TwiST aNd ShOUt"

Or when he's brushing his teeth before bed

"AAaaAAAaAaAAAahHHHH SO YOU SAY YOU WANT A REVOLUTIO-ON"

At first he's annoyed, but after a while he catches on and returns the favor

Basically it's an all out singing war in yous guy's house lmao

The only difference is, John has his voice and a guitar so you're in trouble luhv 😌

Like you're having some self care time in your room and he slams the door open like an absolute mad man, whips out his guitar, strumming with fervor, and just-

"SO tHiS Is ChRiSTmaAAAAS"

It's all fun and games tho!

You see, the secret he won't tell you is that he can't get enough of your voice, no matter how "bad" of a singer you think you are

So even though you're usually just messing, it gives him a sense of pride and fulfilment hearing that you care enough to remember and sing all his songs back to him

Even if you're a little shit sometimes <3

Paul

For Paul, I feel like reader would be just SUPER SHY singing for/around him

I mean... He's THE Paul McCartney, you know? Like his songs are amazing and you're afraid to ruin them with your out of practice singing

(which would totally not be the case, btw)

And yet... You just can't help yourself!

His love songs are so sweet and silly, they just put a smile on your face and make you think of him

One day you're lost in your chores of the day and start singing a quiet and sweet rendition of Love Me Do

Paul is just a few feet away doing the dishes

It takes him a moment, but once he picks up on your voice he turns off the water and stops what he's doing to listen

You're voice is gorgeous and he immediately wonders why you don't sing more often

Before long he can't hold in his glee any longer and he whips around and bursts into song with you, adding his voice to yours as you start the next verse

You freeze upon realising what you've been doing, and even worse, at having been caught

But, to your surprise, Paul motions for you to keep going

As he should!!

And when you're still not sure, he dances his way over to you and takes your hands in his wet and soapy ones, then gives you a spin

The chores are soon forgotten as you both dance in the kitchen, laughing and singing a perfect harmony as you finish the song together

Paul looks at you with eyes full of wonder

"That was amazing love! Ya' know any others?"

??? Of course you do lol ??

The two of you move this party to the living room and sing along to a whole records worth of his songs, Paul praising your voice all the while

Ringo

For Ringo I could see just some super soft stuff leading up to you singing

Like maybe it's been a long day of recording for him or he's just feeling a bit frustrated bc the other lads get to sing all these songs, amd he feels left out!

Or even worse, like maybe he's just not as talented as the others!! :(

So yeah, to start the two of you would be spending a chill evening in bed while all that's going on in his head

You're cozied up against a throne of pillows and Ringo has his head nestled on your lap

It's a little strange to see him feeling down, he's usually always so smiley and happy

If only there was something you could do to cheer him up...

As you sit there, petting his hair, and idea comes to you

You start humming "I Wanna be Your Man" and look to see if he notices

"Do you know this one love? It's one of my favorites"

Ringo looks up at you curiously, listening intently

You add in the lyrics soon enough in a soothing, slow cover

"Oh, that old song?"

You earn a little smile from him and he sits up

"Mhm!" You smile back, happy to see Ring more like himself

Now that his spirits are beginning to rise, you add a little layer of humour and alter your voice to try and match his deeper one like it is on the record

He laughs but you don't stop, you even give him an encouraging nudge to sing along with you

And of course he does!!

Which thankfully frees you up to go back to your normal voice as the two of you sing a few more verses together

Your voices blend beautifully, complimenting one another as you weave them together

Suddenly, Ringo gives you a kiss and then laughs his familiar, goofy laugh

"Lovely voice like that, maybe we should get you in there to record some songs"

You humbly decline of course, but Ringo replies

"If you say so, but... How about one more?"

He cuddles back into your lap, looking up at you hopefully with his big puppy like eyes

How can you say no?

You resume stroking his hair and launch into a playful rendition of "Honey Don't"

And Ringo, loves it

[gotxanyxramen]

Hi, I saw you're doing this soo😌

Fav characters: Dazai and Fyodor (if it's only one character allowed, ypu can do for Dazai)

Hobbies: Listening to music, drawing, reading, watching anime, volleyball and cycling

Sign: Scorpio

Fav colors: black, beige amd grey

Personality: My mbti is INTJ. I'm good at listening and giving advices and I'm very understanding and supportive. Some of my traits: innovative, kind, short-tempered, smart, caring, stubborn, sarcastic, perfectionist, perspective, always trying to be one step ahead of my enemy, feminist, ambitious often lazy, but when I want to reach my goal I'll do it. It's hard for me to find more friends because I can't get along with just anyone. I tend to be insecure about myself, but I'm doing everything to rise my confidence and security. I never ever judge anyone or talk about someone behind their back. I like to do whatever I feel like doing in the moment and often end not knowing what's happening in my class which annoys my friends a little, but I don't care. Future is very important to me. I want to be an architect and fashion designer ☺️

Style: grunge and dark academia aesthetic

Likes: coffee, art, books, people with tolerance, chocolate, to make someone happy

Dislikes: Insects, math, stupid people

Sorry if this is a bit too much 😅

Thank you for requesting!! I don't write for fyodor, but I will eventually!

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Sometimes when your both board, you'll listen to music together, you'll either share ear buds, or dazai will blast music on the radio

He's also really interested with what you draw, he thinks your skills are great!!

If you want him to he'll be your own personal model!

He'll watch anime with you on a lazy day!

His face genres are phycological, mystery, and horror

(Idk why I think that lol)

He's also interested in what you read aswell

Recommend him a book and he'll read it, and after he'll give you an honest opinion

(I'm assuming you play volleyball)

He likes to watch you play volleyball

He'll be at all of your games and hype you up

Some people have to tell him to calm him down cuz he gets to loud.

He'll get his own bike and go cycling with you!

Y'all will go near the beach and just ride bikes together

He might even get one of those 2 seater bikes

He's glad your good at listening, he know that if he's struggling he can talk to you, and you'll understand and give him advice

Hes glad your kind to others and want to make people happy.

He finds it funny when you lose your temper

But just not with him

If it's serious he'll find it kinda funny that you showed that person their place

But he'll also be kinda mad at that person because how dare they make fun of his belladonna.

He thinks it funny when your being sarcastic to kunikida.

He like that your pretty chill, but when you have a goal you'll achieve it.

If your feeling insecure, he'll do everything to make you feel better

He'll hype you up real good.

He knows you'll never judge him for anything so he really let's his guard down with you.

He glad that your future is important to you

And he know that you have really good goals for your life, and he'll help you achieve those goals in anyway he can.

He'll take you on cafe dates

He also doesn't like all that much math or stupid people

So he'll do the best he can to get you away from all that

Depending on the bug, finds it cool

Sometimes he'll scare you with fake bugs

But if you look really scared he'll stop doing that

A relationship with dazai is really fun, and he'll always be there for you know that you'll do the same for him.

Hope you liked it!!

[razorblade180]

interdimensional Dads 4

Jaune:Who’s Next?

Jaune:Pick a number from one to a thousand.

Jaune:Since you married Yang it’s either 69

Jaune:Or 420, but because it you I’m gonna with 7

Jaune:Purple gets to go.

Jaune:....Oh did you- oh I see. That’s stupid. I like how he got the answer but it’s stupid.

Jaune:Hate to break it to you all but I can already tell that I’m probably the least interesting here. My Remnant doesn’t have anything crazy going on.

Jaune: Lucky you. We just wanna relax.

Jaune:Hehe, anyways I started dating Blake when we were at Beacon. Well I guess technically we didn’t date but we went on a lot of dates because we liked similar things. Music, tea, some books.

Jaune:Filth!

Jaune:*red* It’s been called that, yes. It’s something nice to bond over.

Jaune:Bond over, or bind over?

Jaune:I’m surprised you didn’t say bondage over.

Jaune:So scandalous. How grown of you.

Jaune:What would your dear parents think? Oh the shock!

Jaune:Why am I the one getting picked on!? You guys would literally find a similar interest in it!

Jaune:We know, it’s just funny seeing you red. Please continue.

Jaune:I can’t imagine the trip around the world was dramatically different. Reuniting with Blake was super comforting. We finally started officially dating after she scared me half to death at Argus. After beating Salem I decided to go with her back home after visiting my folks. Her parents were stunned to see yet another blonde-

Jaune:Sun or Yang?

Jaune:Both...you see, they new Sun for obvious reasons. Yang was a little more....how to put it?

Jaune:....She was in love with her too, wasn’t she?

A strange feeling of guilt and sadness filled the air.

Jaune:Yang and Blake were always pretty close, more so than with me in certain aspects. They were partners so of course it would be like amd with all the stuff that happened between them since Beacon, Yang falling in love with her was so easy to see. It wasn’t like it was one sided either, but those aspects, the knitty gritty hardships they shared? Sometimes sharing all that history makes it hard to have a normal relationship. So Yang took it pretty rough when we officially got together.

Jaune:That must’ve been a rough pill to swallow.

Jaune:It definitely was awkward at first l and a little bit of animosity. But eventually overtime it got better, until it didn’t... Blake and I had a kid. Our quiet little Lucas. Yang never out right said anything but having him and seeing us, me have a life with Blake brought sadness along with whatever happiness she did have for us. So she barely visits; she’s still kind when does though but it’s hard not to see that she would rather be somewhere else.

Jaune:Damn that’s....that’s rough. I couldn’t imagine my life without Yang. She’s practically my best friend at this point; always there to pick me up.

Jaune:Yeah she’s been a real life saver for me too.

Jaune:She’s my wife so it goes without saying that a world where she doesn’t want to be around me or Blake for that matter is pretty crazy. Do you at least have Ruby, Weiss, Ren and Nora?

Jaune:Yeah they’re around doing their own thing and we take turns visiting. Ruby tried to act like a bridge between us and Yang and it works for the most part. It’s rough but not as rough as it sounds. But any who, I guess I should talk about Lucas now.

Jaune:Before that, I couldn’t help but notice that you sound a little more...proper than the rest of us.

Jaune:*red* I’m always running into some important faunus that meets with Blake about equal rights stuff. It’s very weird being the only human around sometimes so I try extra hard not to say anything dumb. Don’t you have to meet with wealthy people a bunch?

Jaune:Yeah. They no better than to give me a hard time, or Weiss will kill them. They are very aware of the name ice queen.

Jaune:Ah.....Weiss. *smiles*

Jaune:So joe is your kid? I bet he’s as driven as his mother!

Jaune:*puts head on table* That boy has zero motivation! If you don’t bother him then he’ll lay around all day and sleep like a....well like a cat!

Jaune:Yikes...

Jaune:To be fair, I understand why. His semblance shows him various glimpses of the future that he’s never been able to complete control. Sometimes it activates without warning so it’s not uncommon for him to know something coming up. Poor guy can’t even finish a book sometimes without seeing his future self reading the ending.

Jaune:No wonder he has not motivation. The spice of life is being spoiled for him!

Jaune:Lucas is such a bright kid, a little bit awkward at times but he’s kind too. It’s a real bummer to see him in this constant slump. It’s not small things that get spot either. There are times he’s seen accidents happen and could do nothing to stop it, or the vision was so vague he didn’t know what was going on until it was too late. The world becomes pretty anxiety inducing if all you see is potential accidents.

Jaune:Potential?

Jaune:Yeah, it’s possible to avoid his visions. They aren’t set in stone by any means. He’s seen me beat him up in sparring and then didn’t show up. He’s walked out into the ocean before out of nowhere and speared a barracuda that he says “would’ve been bothersome later.” A family went swimming later on in that area. Still wish he went outside just to smell the roses though.

Jaune:Sounds frustrating, I feel for him. I don’t think my mind could function.

Jaune: I don’t think his is if he’s becoming a shut in. Maybe therapy or something? What does Blake think about all of this?

Jaune:Blake can convince him more than I can to move around more consistently. She’s always checking in out of nowhere and making sure both of us are doing well. This girl video chatted one time just to see if anything done anything fun, then forced us to find something fun to do if we haven’t. She knows if we’re left alone then we start stewing in our own thoughts way too much.

Jaune:That’s actually really sweet.

Jaune:I know! I can’t believe that’s my wife! We call her to make sure she takes a break from work or else she’ll work through lunch. We are basically tripping and picking each other up, it’s such a weird mess hehehe. That’s family though. It gets a little tense but nothing we can’t handle. Especially Lucas, I got a feeling his slump is about to turn into a rollercoaster.

Jaune:What makes you say that?

Jaune:Well....

xxxx

On a sunny day in menagerie a beautiful young girl looks up at the sky with complete serenity and wonder. It’s so blue, so simple, yet so fulfilling.

“You ever look at the sky and just wish you could touch it?” Her gaze drops to in front of her to see a very unamused Lucas.

“No, no I don’t.”

“That’s too bad. Are you more of a deep blue see guy or...”

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to know my bodyguard.”

“Still not your bodyguard.” He groaned. “Can you focus on not moving. I have three shots at this.”

“I bet you’ll get it right first try, no pressure.”

Lucas’s eye twitched as the girl gave him a big smile in her frayed harness, fifty feet from the ground. The boy angled his feet on the unsecured steel beam just enough to distribute his weight evenly.

“You and I have very different viewpoints on tense situations...” He slowly leaned forward with his hands stretched out. “Grab my hands at the same time.”

“Is it bad I wanna know what happens if I don’t?”

Her question was meant with stressful silence and anxious looks that only made her smile. “Just kidding, I can’t grab your hands at the same time when they’re trembling. Lighten up a little.”

“You do know this is your life right now?”

“Yeah I know. Hey, you single?”

That came out of nowhere. He folded his ears, flustered and confused. “What does that have to do with-”

The girl suddenly grabbed his hands. “Boom, you stopped trembling. That’s what I call team-” the harness snapped. The feeling of complete weightlessness took her for a moment before gravity came to pull her down. It was in that second Lucas yanked her close, her body in his arms.

He slowly slid backwards onto sturdy ground and then felt a strong breeze that was more than enough to sever the beam from the rest. The girl gasped.

“The workers!”

“Don’t worry.” He looked over the edge to see all of them far away and the beam falling right into their massive pile of dirt he told them to put down. Lucas let out a long sigh before looking at the girl.

She raised her eyebrow. “You haven’t answered my question yet.”

He groaned again. Go for a walk they said. It would do you some good they said. Now I’m dealing with this.

“I’m single.”

“Cool, I’m not.” She giggled.

“.....” He slowly nodded. “I should drop you.”

“But you won’t.”

“Sadly....”

Part 3

[eleanorbloom]

Relighting the spark. Part 03.

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x F!MC (Tesse Sterling)

Word Count: 3.4k

Warning: Bit of angst and cursing.

A/N: Hello darlings! A few weeks ago Chahnaz invited me to do a collaborative fic with her and Georgia, and after weeks working on it, I’m finally posting it! It’s cheeeeesy, a little self-indulgent amd maybe experimental, but I think I made justice to the previous work the girls did. 

I hope you like it!

Part One  was written by @brycelahelalover​

Part Two was written by @lahamseiroshoe​

Taglist: @utterlyinevitable​​  @binny1985​​ @shanzay44​​ @choicesficwriterscreations​​ @laiba-the-person​​ @starrystarrytrouble​​ @lahellacute​​ @lucy-268​​ @aylamreads​​ @cinnamonspongecake​​ @romewritingshop​​ 

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Tesse sat on the first bench she found in the locker room, feeling her stomach quivering. She wasn’t sure if she was ready for that something that had hoped—dreamed— for years. 

But there was only a way to find out.

She sauntered towards her locker, changed her scrubs into a pair of blue jeans, a peach shirt, and a caramel jacket on top. Her hands were trembling while she was zipping it up. Then, she exited to the main entry and waited a few feet away from the doors. 

A couple of minutes after, she heard a "hey” behind her back. 

“Hey”—Tesse answered, her voice barely a whisper.

“So, did you think about my plan?”

After the kiss, she felt confused and slightly regretful for being so weak, because there were so many things both had to say. And as if ten years hadn’t passed, he could read her like a book. He proposed her to go to his place to have a proper talk without noises and intromissions.

“Yeah, and I accept.”

“Your favorite dish is still luau stew?”

Tesse froze. The question had been thrown so out of the blue, and with such specific information that it took her a while to process it. 

How he could remember that? she thought.

“Y… you still remember?”

“Yeah, practically the 90% of the time it reminds me of you, if it’s not always, but I don't want to brag.”

He gave her a charming smile that made Tesse melt more than she already was. 

“Wow. I don’t know what to say.”

“Yes? No? I actually hate it now?”

“Oh, that.”—Her cheeks flushed—"Yes, it is still my favorite”

“Cool, because near my place there is a Hawaiian restaurant I wanna try.”

He pulled out his phone and after a few touches he took it to his ear

“Goodnight, I would like two luau stew… Takeout… Great. By any chance do you have strawberry mochi? Really? Cool. Yes, two, please. Bryce Lahela. Thank you. I’ll be there in twenty, good night.”

He pocketed his phone into the inner layer of his jacket.

“All settled. I hope you don’t mind I imposed my dinner election.”

“I don’t. I actually had been wondering if there were any good places here.”

“Yeah, me too. When I arrived last week, I tried one downtown. It was great but could’ve been better. Maybe I just got used to my favorite at Stanford.”

They took the train and chatted about their day, trying to avoid more uncomfortable topics. It still felt awkward. Tesse was having a hard time trying to accept that after years of wishing, Bryce was by his side, and would probably be back as she always dreamed.

“And how’s your family?”

“Fine, I think so. My dad’s applying for parole for good behavior, I think. Keiki is 15. But I haven’t been there since… a lot.”

“How much?”

Tesse saw how the tension invaded his whole body, as he started to scratch the back of his head.

“I don’t know, I…I’ve been busy with med school.”

“You haven’t seen her in all this time?”

He didn’t reply,  but it wasn’t necessary.

“Bryce! She’s your sister, you can’t abandon her like that.”

His cheeks blushed and she could see the guilt in his eyes. 

“This is our stop”—He announced, taking a few steps towards the door. Once the train stopped, they got off the train. 

“Why you haven’t gone with your family? Your sister must be needing you, Bryce.”

“I’ll never forget my parents for what they did. They destroyed my life, Tesse. My life at school, even at college was a nightmare because of what they did. Hell, I left you because I wanted to protect you from that. I just can’t see them.”

“But Keiki has nothing to do with that, she was a kid, she is a teenager now, and must be living the same hell you lived, and you’re the only one who can understand her”

Bryce swallowed hard, his eyes sparkling. The thought of her suffering just like he did... It was too much for him.

“I’m sorry, I have no right to talk to you like that”

“That’s not true. You are the only one who has the right because you know how much she means to me,  it’s just… I know what I’ve been doing it’s awfully shitty, but it’s different when somebody else says it.”

Tesse took his hand and caressed the back softly.

“I’m sorry, I know this is difficult for you.”

Bryce nodded and then they walked in silence, each one with their own demons, regrets, and questions. 

After a few minutes, they got into the restaurant.

“Good night, takeout for two, please. Name’s Bryce Lahela”—He informed as they both reached the dispatch counter.

“Two Luau and mochi?”

“Correct”

The man behind the counter handed the bag to Tesse while Bryce took out his credit card. After a few seconds, the man handed him the receipt and Bryce folded it to put it in his wallet.

“Thank you, good night.”—Both Tesse and Bryce said before going back to the entry.

After a short walk, they entered the building. The façade showed a modern building, but it could be said it had been built about ten years ago.

“Heavens, nice place”—She said looking around the living room, decorated with a modern and sleek style, but it wasn't ostentatious. 

“Make yourself comfortable” —He invited, taking off his jacket and shoes. Tesse did the same. 

Then they sat in the table and started eating, sharing memories of the countless times they had luau stew for lunch at school, at his place, at hers… at their spot, even. 

“Mmmhh this is so great!! It’s almost as good as the stew my tutu cooks”—She says, with satisfaction both in her words and her face. (A/N: Tutu: Grandma in Hawaiian)

“Yeah, it’s delicious. I would give it 4 out of 5 stars, anyway.”

After a few seconds, Tesse stared at him, smiling brightly, forcing herself to forget all the pain, all the rage she had feeling for a few hours, and just enjoy the moment with him, before she would be back to her senses. 

“God. I missed you so much. I can’t believe fate put us together.”

Bryce slid his hand in the table to reach hers.

“Me neither. I wish it would have been sooner, though”—He let out a breath, melancholy in his eyes.

“Maybe, but you should know everything happens at the right time, Bryce.—She assured, now her taking his hand.—Maybe before this moment, we wouldn’t have been as ready or healed as now. If we really are, of course. We have a lot to talk about yet.

“Yeah.”—He looked at her, thoughtfully and then continued—“What I said earlier is true. I regret all the pain I caused, Tesse. I regret pushing you away because I knew you wanted to be there for me, but I thought I was protecting you.”

Tesse just listened to him quietly, assimilating all the words and gestures that would make her decide if he was really sorry and he was being honest and sincere about what had happened all these years.

“I realized too late that you were stronger than I thought. You were stronger than me even. I just ended up hurting you anyway, and maybe worse than what I was trying to protect you from.”

“Yes, because I never cared what people said, Bryce. I knew you, I knew you had nothing to do with what your father had done, and that was enough for me. People would always talk, but I only cared about you.”

“I know. Tesse, I’m so, so, sorry. There’s no day that I didn’t think about you and the pain I caused on you.”—He shook his head—"I… I tried to move on, but your memory always haunted me. No one was enough compared to what you gave me and how you made me feel.”

“It… It happened to me too. I never got interested in anyone after you. When you left it was like something inside me turned off. Like a bulb light had broken inside me. Some guys gave me a sparkle, a twinkle, but nothing more than that. Nothing like the light, the fire I felt with you. And… that I felt when I kissed you this afternoon.”

“Tesse...” — He whispered incredulous.

“Bryce, I’ve never wanted anything more than to be with you again. Seeing you here makes me forget everything that happened, but I know that someday, even in an hour or tomorrow, it will hit me again, and I don’t wanna hold grudges on you, feel resentment out of the blue, and ruin what we could have.”

“I know. I know this isn’t gonna be easy… But I’m willing to do whatever it takes to have you back, Tesse. Whatever it takes.”

“I know this sounds kind of… torturing, but would you tell me how has been these years for you? The good, the bad…”

Bryce was nervous, but he had promised Tesse that he would do anything to have her back, and if she wanted him to tell her how the last ten years have been, he would give her that.

He started telling her that after he moved to California, he never returned home, and hadn’t been in touch with his parents for all the hell the put him through but he usually called Keiki for her birthday, but not more than that.

Bryce also told her that most people he met at Stanford knew he was the son of a criminal and had a hard time trying to not let it get under his skin. He accepted that everything would have been easier if he had had her, she would have found the exact words to make him feel better, and her presence would have been enough to ease his pain, but he had to live with his decision, his mistake. 

He told her about some girls he met and dated, but even the coolest and greatest girls never made him feel like it was supposed he had to feel. It never felt the same as with Tesse. He felt empty all those years, always feeling something was missing but he couldn’t be sure if it was her who was missing or if it was just the guilt haunting him even after all these years. 

The moment he saw her he knew it has always been her who he wanted.

Once Bryce told him about his last two years, they served the dessert on the couch, talking more calmly about what had happened in the last two days, how shocked both were, and how incredibly awkward is life giving second chances.

“Do you want some more?”—Tesse said playfully, with a strawberry mocchi on her hand, and bringing it to his mouth. He took a bite looking at her invitingly. His lips brushed her fingers and Tesse bite her lips at the feeling. That was the impulse he needed to took her by the waist and pulling her into his mouth and kiss her. Both had been wanting it since they met outside Edenbrook.

It was like the mochi had turned on the sweet mode because, after a few minutes, they started sharing sweet looks, soft smiles, and somehow they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. 

“You have no idea how much I missed you”—He whispers in her ear, while Tesse had her arms locked around his torso, and Bryce was just stroking her hair, feeling the silkiness of her locks. 

And Tesse was feeling so peaceful, she couldn’t ask for a better place to be at that moment.

Then they would stare at each other in silence, observing eyes, noses, freckles, lips, chins, as if trying to remember how they were and if all this was true. 

But then, they realized that it wasn’t only about that. They were knowing each other again. As adults, not as the teenagers they were in Maui. Because their faces, bodies, minds and maybe hearts weren’t the same they knew once. 

As Tesse changed through the years, so did he. Bryce wasn’t the boy with a timid smile and long hair, who wore leather jackets and rode a motorcycle.

He was a man with a styled haircut and highlights in his locks, giving his tanned skin an irresistible shine. And he was dressing like someone who never was a rebel in his youth. And his eyes, his dreamy eyes just showed all the pain and loneliness he had lived in all these years.

Important parts of their characters had been changed too. Some defined, others accentuated and some others were just part of their grown-up, but not part of them anymore. Bryce had confidence she never had seen in him. The hell he lived at college forced him to show the world how worthy he was, that no one could undermine him for what his parents had done. But knowing him as she knew him back in school, she new that sensitive Bryce was still there, and all the flirty, self-assured looks Bryce shows to the world was a shield to his scars.

The Bryce that didn’t talk about his feelings was still there, she could tell, even he had opened to her just know. She had mastered the art of making him open more than ten years ago. She had the key, and even after all these years, the lock was the same. 

They had changed, but they were the same in the essence of their cores. 

The same old innocence in her heart that made her stomach flutter every time he looked at her, every time she felt his lips on hers. The same sweetness in his heart, that made him look at her like she was heaven, and show her with gestures and caresses that she still was the one. 

She still could make him feel an adrenaline rush every time she kissed him, and he still could steal the same silly laughs from her with his shenanigans.

They still had their own small world of tender looks, of amused smirks, of winks and funny faces where time hasn’t passed, and they would laugh just like when they were foolish teenagers in love.

Ten years had passed, but their hearts had saved all those treasured memories to keep them alive until they would meet again, when their hearts and minds would be open and understanding enough to accept each other back in their lives, despite the mistakes and the pain. Because it was true, no one ever hurt her as Bryce did, but no one could make her feel like him neither. Even if she tried to believe otherwise, she knew no one could love her as he did. And if he was willing to make her happy and never let her go again, all those years of suffering would worth it. 

“How is possible to feel the same way as before, even if we are not the same people?” —She asked, lost in his amber eyes.

“Maybe our love never changed. Maybe love it’s like home. You could change, you could grow up, but every time you go there, it feels the same and it feels right.”

“But you… you never came back home, how could you know how that feels?”

“Because you are my home, Tesse. When I kissed you this afternoon I knew. I knew why I felt so hollow and never could do anything to change it.”

She felt a light getting warmer inside her, her core enlightened. But it wasn’t a twinkle like she felt before with other guys. She had her own floodlight inside her.

And that warmth is what lulled them in that moment. They stared at each other what it seemed an eternity, observing their features, their sparkling eyes, their lips until they met again in a sweet and comfortable kiss. One of many.

* 

She woke up in the darkness, startled. Tesse didn’t know where she was. After a few moments, she remembered her last few conscious moments cuddled with Bryce on the couch, resting over his lap while he was stroking her hair gently and they were just chatting about everything and nothing, just like old times.

Was it true or was it a dream? She felt panic that it all had been a dream, and the reality was a nightmare where Bryce wasn’t back in her life. 

Suddenly, all her fears were gone as she heard a deep breath a few inches from her ear and his arms were still secured around her.  

After a few moments of hesitation, she tried to move slowly to get up from the couch.

“What are you doing, Tesse?” 

“I… I should get home”

“You don’t have to go. Stay.”—He said in a raspy voice.

She felt stiff. For a moment she felt nervous that Bryce would want to try things she wasn’t ready to try yet. They were adults now. But if Bryce knew her like she used to, he would never push her to do something she didn’t want. Besides, there was nothing bad about wanting to sleep together. They did it countless times in their adolescence.

“Okay”—She finally muttered.

“Let’s get to the bed.”

Bryce guided her to his bedroom with a king-size bed and two nightstands; a desk full of medical books and two doors, the first one to a walk-in closet and the second one to the bathroom. The room was clean just as she thought it would. 

“I’m gonna use the bathroom”—She said, sautering towards the second door, holding her purse on her hand. 

She looked at the mirror while she was brushing her teeth, trying to comprehend all that had happened in the last hours. Bryce Lahela was back in her life. She could have him if she wanted, but it wasn’t a decision she could make now or in a few days, it would take weeks and even months before she would feel ready and free of grudges and pain to finally make a choice. And for that, she had to be brave, take a step forward and try. Maybe things in her life would finally be happy for her. 

There was only one way to know.

By the time Tesse was back, Bryce was with shirt and bottoms on and had already opened the bed and turned off the lights, just a tenuous light over the nightstand was on.

“I thought you would want to change into something more comfy” — He said pointing out a par of bottoms and a shirt.

“Thank you”—She said, and then he went to the bathroom.

Tesse changed her clothes into the white shirt and a red bottoms. It looked bigger on her, just like ten years ago, or maybe bigger. Bryce was a bit taller and very muscled compared to what he used to be, so he probably was using one or two sizes bigger.

Then she just laid down in bed and waited anxiously for Bryce to come back to the room.

“Are you comfortable or do you need another pillow?” —He asked, standing in front of her.

“I’m okay, but I’ll be better when you’re here with me.”—Just that small gesture made all her anxiety go. He was the same Bryce Lahela she had fallen in love ten ywars ago. How that could be possible? 

He chuckled, amused.

“You’re so cute, Tesse, you know that?”—He said, laying by her side and taking her in his arms.

“I think so, you used to tell me that a lot.”

“And I don’t plan it to be different now.”

“Aww”—She glanced up at him and brushed her lips into his. Then he locked his eyes into hers, smiling tenderly.

“I just want to hold you as much as possible, so I can believe this is real.” 

“I hope all this is real. Would be a real nightmare if I wake up one day and you’re not here, and you’re not sorry and you never really cared after you left.”

“How could I not be sorry? How could I not care about you, Tesse?”

“You wouldn’t be the boy I loved. The man I love.”

“Precisely. I’m just an idiot who pulled you away, but I always cared.”

He rested his lips on her temple.

“Bryce?”

“Yeah?”

“I really hope this works.”

“Me too, Tesse.”

And they would make their best to do so. 

_____

[mytwilightimagines13]

Amnesia (Book one, part nine)(Alec Volturi)

Maeryn woke up, slightly gasping for air as she sat up straight in bed. She looked around the room and found herself in her own bedroom. Had everything been a dream? She thought to herself. Her door opened gently and Agnella walked in, a cup of tea in her hands as she placed it on Maeryn's nightstand. "Are you alright, mio caro?" Agnella asked. Maeryn nodded her head and thanked Agnella for the tea. "Nice boy, Alec. After you fell asleep on your date he brought you back here and laid you doen in bed." Agnella said as she smiled at Maeryn. Maeryn smiled back. "Now, drink your tea and come downstairs. Adolfo made your favourite breakfast." Agnella said as she made her way out of Maeryn's room. Maeryn ran a hand through her hair. Last night wasn't a dream. Alec was a vampire, and Maeryn had finally found out the trith about what had happened the night that Diablo dissapeared. And she had been the cause of his death. Maeryn slightly felt bad at first, but remembered what he would have done if she hadn't stopped him. No matter what, Diablo had deserved it. Rather him dead than that he had touched her in ways that where foul and against her will. But something else came back from her memory. Alec. He and his family had been there and saved her. Aro even made sure she wouldn't remember this night so she could live happily for alittle longer. Maeryn guessed that the Volturi had already been a part of her life and theybhad already cared for her before. A small smile made it's way onto Maeryn's lips as she took a quick shower and got dressed for the day, hoping she wpuld see Alec again.

And she wasn't dissapointed. As soon as she had opened the cafe, Alec had walked in, giving her a rare smile. "Goodmorning, amore mio." He said as he quickly pecked her lips. Maeryn smiled. "Goodmorning." She replied and watched as he hung his coat on a rack and stayed away from the sunlight that was coming through the windows. "Can I talk to you quickly?" She asked as she smiled. Alec frowned slightly but nodded his head as he followed Maeryn to the back of the cafe, where nobody came. "Is something bothering you?" Alec asked concerned. Maeryn shook her head. "No. I just wanted to thank you for helping me thay night, two years ago." She said as she looked down. "And I was wondering how I could thank you?" She continued. Alec smiled as he gently pushed her against the wall, his hands on her waist and his lips claiming hers. Maeryn returned his sweet kiss, feeling like floating in the air. He soon left butterfly kisses down her jaw and onto her neck, gently kissing a vein where he could feel her heart beating agaonst his lips. "All I wish, is for you to stay by my side. Forever." He murmered against her neck. Maeryn bit her lip amd closed her eyes. "As a vampire you mean?" She whispered softly. "Yes. I know this is selfish to ask, but I am that. A selfish man who needs you by his side? Untill the end of the world." He whispered as his cool breath hot her ear. Maeryn shivered slightly in delight. "Then do it. Change me." Maeryn said, wanting nothing more. But Alec smiled against her neck and looked into her eyes. "Soon. I promise. But I would say it would only be fair for Agnella and Adolfo to have a proper goodbye. Don't you think?" He asked. Maeryn sighed softly as she came out of her floating state. "I guess you are right." She replied. Alec smiled and pecked her lips once more. "Come on. There are quite a few people in the cafe already." He said as he pulled away and let her out of his grip, much to his dislike. Maeryn nodded her head and quickly went to the front of the cafe, serving people all day, while Alec stayed in the back and out of the sun, regularly stealing kisses whenever Maeryn came to the back of the shop to fetch something.

That night, Maeryn had trouble sleeping as she was reading a book. A soft knock on the window brought her back to reality as she placed her book down and stood up. She pushed her curtains away only to reveal Alec infront of her window. Maeryn smiled as she opened the window for Alec to crawl through. Alec closed the window behind him and pulled Maeryn's warm body close to his cold one, burrying his head in her neck and placing his cold lips onto the vein that beated against his lips in the rythm of her heartbeat. He gently took in her sweet scent, feeling his mouth watering and the burning in his throat rise, but he resisted. Many centuries of being a vampire would make sure he could keep control of his body, even though he wanted nothing more than to pierce his teeth through this delacite skin and drink her blood, he also knew he would never forgive himself if he would. "Goodevening, amore mio." Alec whispered into her ear. "Hello." Maeryn replied as he slowly let go. "I something wrong? I saw your light was lit." Alec asked as he pulled away slightly to look into her grey-green eyes. Maeryn nodded her head. "Yes. I just can not seem to fall asleep, so I was reading a book." she explained. Alec nodded his head. "Want to talk for a while?" he asked as let gor of her waist and took off his coat. Maeryn watched him and was quite surprised to see modern clothing underneath it. He wore a simple black t-shirt, where his muscles where visible through, black trousers and neat shoes. "Sure." Maeryn replied as she laid back down onto her bed while Alec sat down on the side on the bed. "You can lay down if you'd like. Maybe alittle more comfortable?" she said, murmering the last bit slightly in shame. Alec chuckled but took off his shoes before laying next to her. "So, would you like to talk about?" he asked. "Well, I would like to know more about you." Maeryn said. Alec bit his lip slightly. His human life had been horrible but he was mostly affraid of what she might think of him after she knew about his vampire life. Not that he was ashamed or would change, but he was affraid he might scare her off. "What would you like to know?" he asked her as he watched her sit opposite of him and cross his legs. "Everything." she said. Alec sighed softly in defeat as he grabbed her hand into his and started to tell his story. “Well, I guess I better start from the beginning. I was born in England around 800 A.D, the son of an Anglo-Saxon woman and a Frankish soldier. I was born a few minutes after my twin sister, Jane. Both Jane and I had strong psychic abilities that were evident even in our human state.

Aro had shown interest in my sister and I since we were toddlers, but decided to wait until we were old enough to turn us., This was because the Volturi had already instated its rules about immortal children and, so left us in the care of our parents. Our talents had not taken a focused shape at that point, but bad things happened to people who were unkind to us or our family, and good luck followed those who were friendly to us. Eventually, the superstitious locals found Jane and I too frightening to endure. So, we were accused as witches and condemned to be burned at the stake.”

Maeryn frowned slightly and watched Alec, whom seemed to be staring at the wall opposite of him no longer noticing that Maeryn was there. He was back to his horrible past and the horrible moment of when they had been accused. Alec continued his story without pausing.

“Mother and Father had tried to safe us. Father had been killed by the house while mother followed us to the stake, screaming as the fire was lit underneath our feet. She had tried to reach us but someone hit her so hard on the head that her skull cracked. She also died infront of our eyes. However, the pain of the fire distracted us. Whilst burning alive, Jane focused on the pain and anger the humans caused her, thus manifested her ability of creating the illusion of burning pain in any one individual she focuses on. Conversely, while being burned, I focused on escaping the pain, and so my ability manifested into cutting off the senses of any human or vampire. Aro was apprised of the situation by a nomad who knew of Aro's interest in the Jane and I. Aro hurried to the village, arriving just in time to interrupt the execution. We were transformed at the age of about 18, making us one of the youngest vampires in the Volturi. But my sister and I are grateful for what Aro did. He saved our lives and gave us something even better. Power and immortality.” Alec said. Maeryn listened closely to what he said. She could almost see it infront of her, of the horrors that they had gone through. “We had returned to the village and took our revenge, ofcourse the bloodlust that accompanied us as newborns helped us wanting revenge. We killed every last person there was, showing them our true gifts that had gotten even more powerful after the change. Believe me, it wasn’t a pretty sight.” Alec said as he chuckled darkly. Maeryn bit her lip. She wasn’t used to Alec being slightly dark and sadistic, but she understood. The villagers had killed their parents and planned to kill them aswell.

Alec looked up with an apolitical look in his eyes. “I am sorry. I went too far.” He said. Maeryn gently squeezed his hand.  “It’s okay. I understand. I might have done the same thing.” Maeryn said. Alec smiled as he pulled her into his lap, burying his face into her neck once more. “Is that so, my innocent flower?” he murmered against her neck. Maeryn relaxed instantly. “I am not as innocent as you might think. I have killed a man before. And I do not feel any regret.” Maeryn said as she looked down at her hands. “Even though I do not know how I did it.” She added silently. Alec gently grabbed a hand into his and kissed it. “It’s your gift, amore mio. You were in danger and your gift protected you. Besides, you could kill thousands of people, but to me you would still remain an innocent flower.” Alec whispered as he gently placed his cold lips onto hers for a short while. Maeryn calmed down and smiled at him. “How does your gift work exactly?” she asked.

“Well, like I said, while being burned, I focused on escaping the pain, and my ability manifested into cutting off the senses of any human or vampire. I can selectively or completely block the senses of several people at the same time. When I use my ability, it manifests into the form of a shimmering black mist that slowly moves toward his target, and it cannot be affected by the physical materials, such as wind or gravity. Unlike Jane, I can affect multiple targets at a time. For this reason, my sister and I are the Volturi's strongest weapons in combat. However, while Jane's power works almost immediately, my power requires time to take effect. Since our gifts are long range, my sister and I fight from the sidelines, under the protection of bodyguards. My main purpose is to paralyze the senses of the guilty party, so they cannot flee or defend themselves during deliberation or execution.” Alec finished. “Do you battle a lot?” Maeryn asked. Alec smiled. “From time to time. Some vampires don’t like it that we are in charge and try to take us down. Stupid ofcourse.” He said as he played with Maeryn’s long hair. “And if I am changed, where would my position be on a battle field?” Maeryn asked as she was holding his other hand. “Near my side. We believe you can take down the guilty party from the sidelines as well, so there will be no need for you to be in the middle of it all. Plus, that way I could protect you and keep a close eye on you at all times.” He said as he kissed the vein in her neck once more. Maeryn smiled. “But don’t worry. We have never lost a battle before and we are not planning to lose any anytime soon.” He whispered. Maeryn smiled and moved her head so his lips where no longer on her neck. Alec frowned slightly but that frown soon turned into a smile as Maeryn placed her lips onto his. Alec held her close to him, being careful as to not harm her. He pulled away and laid her down next to him and tucked her in. “Get some sleep, amore mio. There will be enough time to talk about the past and future.” He said as he kissed her head and stood up. “Wait.” Maeryn said as she grabbed his hand. “You can stay if you like?” she said as a small blush crept upon her face. Alec smiled and laid back down next to her, gladly accepting her offer. Maeryn smiled and carefully laid her head down onto his cold, hard chest. On the exact spot where his heart should be beating, but all she heard was silence. But it didn’t bother Maeryn, nor did the coldness of his skin bother her, because soon she was drifting into a nice dream.

Alec looked down at his little flower and smiled. He imagined her with porcelain like skin and beautiful crimson eyes. He already loved her grey-green ones but as soon as they would turn crimson, would that mean that nothing could separate them any longer. Even though he knew he would be stealing her innocence and turn her into a soulless, blood drinking and killing creature, he also knew that that would be the only way to keep her safe and by his side forever. Even though these thoughts where very selfish of him, he wouldn’t care. Throughout centuries of living, he had always gotten what he had wanted. And right now, he wanted her. More than anything.

[stardancerluv]

Being a Good Friend

Part 13a

Summary: Having fun always costs something. Amd downstairs, things happen...

Arthor’s Note: dialogue from movie is in Italics. Made it fit my story. Moved around when the burgerly happened too!

Looking up, you saw David as he hung over the two of you holding the camera. You had forgotten where that had gotten to. Alex had delightfully distracted you.

“Yes, David can I help you?” But then, you broke in to a fit of giggles as he stood there looking so damn serious. Alex, was not far behind you in the giggles as he managed to rest against your hip.

“Yes, what’s on your mind?” And he started giggling.

He made a wide sweep gesture to the room. “So you two bought all of this?”

Still smiling you nodded. “Yes.”

“Oh, will you relax?” Alex managed to say as pulled more of himself up as he leaned against you. He panted slightly from laughing so hard.

“Stop David, with that look you’re making us so nervous.” Alex, remarked.

The door slammed once again.

“Uh oh!” You said and the both broke into giggles. “I think we’re really in trouble now.”

Soon, Juliet stood beside David, Rose peered from behind her. You saw her whisper something to Rose. You went over to where the mp3 player was playing. Silence dell over the room.

“What did you two do?” She hollered looking like a disapproving mum.

The giggles came back, you tried to compose yourself. You took a breath, pressing your lips together. “We...we went shopping Juliet.” You glanced over at Rose. “Hi Rose.”

Juliet made a very disapproving sigh. “Was any of this...any of this crap needed?”

You looked at Alex. He nodded wiggling his eyebrows. “You bet. It was fun.”

“How much did you pay for it?” David shook the camera.

“I don’t know.”

“How much did you pay for it?” David turned to look at you, down his beak like nose.

You shrugged, “I can’t remember.”

“How much did you pay for it?” Juliet, look at Alex incredulously.

“I don’t know.” He replied simply

She blew some of her red hair our of her eyes “How much did you pay for this?”

You shook your head. “I don’t know.”

“How much did you pay for it?” She repeated you could tell from her cheeks beginning to flush that she was getting angry. Rose was backing up.

“No idea.” Alex replied, maintaining his cool. It made you proud.

“How much did you pay for this?” David, finally barked at the two of you.

“500 pounds!” You finally remembered exasperated, rolling your eyes.

“500 pounds?” He repeated, like an angry parrot.

“You paid 500 pounds for this much for this?” Juliet was becoming exasperated.

“That’s what it cost, Juliet.” Alex said, looking over at you, he smiled.

“Oh that’s how much you paid for it.” David, began to lecture the two of you. “We don’t know it cost us yet.”

You just sighed. “This is why you and Juliet should take some of the money and have fun. Right, Alex?”

“Yeah, pretty much.” He agreed.

“For you two to have a good time, we don’t know the cost of that yet.” Juliet admonished.

Silence, fell over everyone again. The ring of the phone sliced through the apartment.

“I need another drink Y/N, how about you?”

“Please.”

He pressed a kiss into your hip, before pulling himself up and off the floor.

David, shook his head and disappeared into his room slamming the door.

Juliet, “Want to say anything?”

“I did. We had fun. You and David should I too.”

She walked away, she pulled Rose away who grimaced at you before the two of them left.

Getting up, you got up from the floor and dusted yourself off. Going, over to Alex you leaned against the wall near him. You sighed. “They are insufferable.”

He nodded, “They are. Here you go!�� He gave you, your drink.

“Thank you.”

He poured himself a drink. “Let’s go to my room.”

******

He pulled you onto his lap.

“Yes, Alex?” You me his crystal blue eyes, the eyeliner still made them look amazing. But deep in them, you could see pain.

“We all had been friends.” His voice was distant.

“I know.” It tore at your heart to see him like this.

He nuzzled your throat. “Want to watch some tv?”

You smiled at him. “I would love to.” Quickly, you slipped out of the garish transparent dress. And pulled on one of his tshirts and a pair of his pajama pants.

“Y/N, sometimes you can be such a tease.” He whispered in your ear, as he settled behind you. Kissing you shoulder he began switching around the channels.

Turning, you looked back at him and kissed his chin. Loving how he looked resting, his cheek in his hand. “I could say the same thing about you mister.”

“How about this?” He found a channel playing the Wicker Man.

“You just want me curling up to you when it gets scary.”

He smirked down at you. “Maybe.”

“Sure, we can keep this on.”

“Thank you, baby.” He tossed away the remote. His arm lazily draped over your middle.

********

Your eyes were fluttering with heaviness. Sleeping was trying desperately to pull you into the velvety softness. You struggled and lost. You awoke again and fell asleep but once again, you were awake. You smiled realizing though, that Alex had actually fallen asleep. His forehead rested on your arm, as he breathed deeply.

Reaching, you got the remote and changed the movie right as they were dragging a guy which you could only assume would be a horrible fate.

You were struggling with the urge to sleep again when you heard something. Was that wood breaking, what had just happened.

“Alex..Alex.” You whispered.

He mumbled incoherently, he exhaled and stirred. “Are you ok?” He finally asked.

“I think I heard breaking wood or something.” You turned, your heart was racing, a sliver of fear began to expand within you.

His face became grim. “I’ll go look.” Gently eased of the bed. “Lock the door behind me.”

“Alex?” You couldn’t do that.

“Just to be safe.”

“Ok.”

*****

Stopping by his closet, he grabbed a baseball bat. “It will be ok.” He met your eyes.

He crept out. He heard you lock the door. Good girl, he thought.

So it was the door for here, thankfully. Turning, the knob slowly. He almost screamed as he felt a hand on his arm. “Fuck David. You could have warned me.”

“I’m sorry.” He ran a frustrated hand through his hair. He had a book.

“Alright, come on.” Alex sighed.

Together, they crept down the stairs. They looked at each other upon seeing the cops and their frantic neighbors.

“What happened?” Alex, asked at officer as he glanced up at them. Alex’s grip on his baseball loosening.

“Standard break-in tactic.” The officer told them.

“Did they take anything?” David asked.

“We don’t know yet.” The officer gave them a noncommittal look. “Everything ok up there?”

Alex nodded. “Yeah, we’re good.”

******

“I’m glad they’re already there.” David mumbled.

“Me too.” Alex sighed. “See you in the morning.”

“Yeah.”

Alex, knocked on his door. “Baby, its ok. It’s me.”

You opened the door and immediately, threw yourself at him. He let go of the bat, to hold you. “I was so afraid.” Your voice was small. He could hear your fear, it echoed how he had felt a short time again.

“Its ok. The cops are here and handling it.” He rubbed your back. You pulled back and looked at him. He gave you a brave smile. “We’re safe. I would never let anything happened to you.”

“I know.” Together, you stood there. He relaxed as you nestled close to his throat. Your perfume tickling his eyes. Your trust, your warmth, made his heart swell.

Tomorrow, that was it. He would go to a travel agency and get tickets for you and him. It was time to get out here.

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It All Started With A Keychain

Paring: Shinso x female reader

Warnings: None, just fluff

Word count:1,888 words 

Note: I know you all have waited for me to write for sleepy boi, I tried my best and this is the longest time I've taken on writing something. I spent almost three weeks writing and re writing. I hope you all enjoy this!  My ask box is always open!

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Being a support course student was also your dream, and going to UA was one of the best things that’s happened to you. But being shy and easily scared was a downfall. You were also very, very short, making it hard to reach the tools on the shelves. Your classmates would also put the tools you used on the high shelves. It was all fun and games, you liked to climb. But it was hard sometimes, why? You were an exchange student from the USA, you begged your parents to let you go to school in Japan for the next three years. You hadn’t seen your family and you were getting homesick.

 “Hey l/n can you pass me a drill?!” One of your classmates yelled, pulling you out of thought.

 “Yeah.” You handed them a drill that was in reach. They nodded as a thank you. This week was the week all the students from the hero course would come down to modify their costumes and support gear. You knew all their faces, but was too scared to talk to them.

 You were quiet and shy. You had friends but not a lot. You were also in the workshop, creating new support items for the hero students to try out. But today, a new face was in the classroom.

 He was tall, with messy purple hair and soft eyes. He had bags under his eyes. Must be like you, you couldn’t sleep most nights, so he must have the same issue.

 “Hey, I need this fixed up.” He said glancing at you, which you hid behind your work area. Your teacher Powerloader looked at it.

 “Hmm, this took on a lot of damage Shinso. L/n come here please.”

  You came out from your hiding spot, your hair in your face.

 “Yes?”

 “Do you mind fixing this up? It shouldn’t take you too long.”

 You rubbed your eyes. “Sure.” You took his mouth guard amd look at it. “I’ll have this done by tomorrow morning. Well as long as you didn’t damage it too much.”

 Your sensei noticed your tiredness. “Did you sleep last night l/n?”

 “Nope! You know me, I can’t sleep even if I tried too.” You put your headphones on and gave a thumbs up. You noticed the boy was looking at you. He walked toward were you were at, your work desk. It was a mess, tools and papers across it. Along with a lot of cups of coffee and tea. You decided not to pay attention to the boy, besides you had work to do. Shinso just stood there and watched you. This was making you nervous. You took off your headphones and goggles.

  “C-Can I help you?”

 He rubbed the back of his neck.

 “I’m just curious of what your doing?”

“Oh?” You smiled. “Well this doesn’t look too bad; however, I’ll need to order a certain type of martial in order to fix this up. So unfortunately, you’ll have to wait a while. All I can do is fix up the strap that goes around your neck.” You where comfortable taking about things like this but an actual conversation, was unthinkable.

 “I see.”

 You set it down and walked towards the large tool box. “Mei, I need a hex key!”

 “Look in the tool box that on the top shelf!” She yelled back.

 You groaned and grabbed a step stool.

 “You need to stop placing the tools in places where other students can’t reach!” Your teacher scolded, some of your classmates giggled.

 You were fed up. “I can’t reach this stupid thing! I’m too short!”

 You didn’t realize the someone was right next to you. “Is this what you wanted?” He just got the tool box that was labeled with “hex Key”

 “Y-Yeah. T-T-Thank you.” He nodded and you smiled sheepishly at him.

 Once he left you asked Powerloader what his quirk was.

 “Brainwash, he was training with class A and B today. He’ll be a fine hero once he transforms to the hero course.”

 You smiled and then worked on the paperwork to get the material you needed.

  At the dorms that night your best friend Mei Hatsume came up to you.

 “Hey, what was with you and the boy with the purple hair?”

 “Oh, nothing much besides I’m just fixing his item up. I have got more information on his quirk so I’m going to ask him tomorrow if I can add something to his support item. Well as long as it’s approved.” You smiled, and took a sip of tea.

 “Is that the new baby you’ve been working on, the one that controls sound and can modify it?”

 “Yeah, but I know it’s not exactly special. Besides you’ve built more support items than anybody here. I also was thinking about adding a recording mic into it. For spy missions in the future.”

 “I’m just working hard and plus sensei banned me from going in after 4 o’clock.” You laughed at the one time one of her babies exploded in the middle of the night.

“Well I’m heading up to my dorm, I’ve got a good book waiting for me.” You grabbed your mug and said goodnight to your friend.

 About an hour went by and then someone knocked on your door.

 “Come in.” You just thought it was one of your friends, so your nose was still in your book.

 “You dropped this earlier and it broke. So, I fixed it.”

 You looked up instantly, and set your book down.

 He was holding a keychain your mother gave you before you left for Japan. It had beads and a few other charms in it. It was old and has been in your family for generations. You were on the floor, trying not to cry because you missed home and that you almost lost a family air loom. You took the keychain from him and held it close to your heart.

 “You’re one of the exchanges students, right?” He was sitting on your floor across from you.

 You could only nod.

 “I know your away from home but you’ll be okay.”

 “I just feel alone sometimes, and that keychain is something my mom gave me before I left...” You continued to ramble about being homesick. You’d only been away from home for a few months and was starting to re-think everything. But he listened to you.

 “So, I guess were the same, both lonely.”

 “What do you mean? You’ve got a cool quick and you actually live here.” She looks t him confused.

 “I didn’t come to make friends; I came here to become a hero. I assume your aiming to become a support item builder or whatever it’s called?”

 “Yes, speaking of support items I was going to ask you about yours.”

 He looked at you. “What about it?”

 “Well I was thinking about adding a better voice box thingy, so that you cab change your voice better and more quickly. I was also thinking about adding a mic too. For in the future if you go on spy missions. I’ll have to built a receiver so what you record can be transferred to that.”

 He nodded. “Impressive.”

 You smiled. “I’ll have to fill out the paperwork to get it approved!”

  Six months later

  The two of you somehow become really close friends. You taught him about your culture and family traditions. You also become friends with a girl in class 1-B thanks to Shinso. But today something seemed odd about your purple haired male friend. He was avoiding you all day. So, you decided to bake him his favourite cookies and bring over the tea you two like to drink. Heading over to the 1-C dorms you waved to some of the General study students. You knocked on his door.

 “Shinso, it’s me (l/n). I baked your favourite cookies and brought tea.” You smiled and waiting for the door to open.

 It didn’t, so you knocked again. You decided it was time for payback, last week he opened your door without knocking. It was by accident but eh. You found Shinso at his desk with headphones on. There was knitting supplies on his bed. You took of his headphones and he jumped.

 “Sorry about that. I made cookies!” You gave him the bowl of cookies.

 “Thanks y/n.” He only said your first name when he was speaking from his heart.

 “You’re welcome Toshi.” You grinned but noticed his face was red. You put your hand on his forehead. “Are you feeling okay? You’ve been avoiding me all day, are you sick?”

 He shook his head no. “I’ve been training a lot; I’m just trying to catch up with the rest of the hero course students.” He had a lot on his mind and you. Oh god you just looked cute; you were wearing a hoodie with cat ears on it. He picked up a cookie and started to eat it.

 “Well the tea I made should help you get some better sleep.” You smiled and looked at his bed.

“What are you knitting this time?”

 He smirked and looked at you. “You’ll find out. I’m almost finished with it though.”

 When he smirked, a pink colour was on your cheeks. You’ve liked the boy in front of you for a while but decided not to say anything.

  Two weeks later

  Shinso had texted you asking you to meet him in the courtyard. You were excited to be able to hang out with him again. Since he had been really busy the past two weeks. Once you got to the courtyard, you saw him sitting under a cherry tree. But it wasn’t any tree, it was your favorited one. Why? You just liked the way it smelled. You ran up to him and hugged him tightly.

 “Toshi!” You exclaimed.

 He returned the hug.

 “Hi y/n, how are you?”

 “Happy now because I haven’t seen you in like two weeks.”

 He smiled and handed you a bag.

 “Aww, you didn’t have too.” You smiled as you took at the small box. You could see Shinso grinning as you opened the box. Inside was a black knitted cat with a (f/c) collar. It looked like your cat you had back at home. You hugged the cat.

 “Thank you, Hitoshi, I love it.”

 “You’re welcome.” This boy’s heart almost melted because you had the biggest smile on your face. He couldn’t hold back what he was feeling. He put his arms around your waist.

 “I’m sorry for what I’m about to do y/n but I can’t control myself.” Without giving you a change to respond he kissed you on the cheek. “I like your y/n, more than friends.” He was about to walk away before you pulled on his shirt.

 “Don’t apologize. Now shut up and kiss me again.” You smirked at him. You gained confidence in yourself thanks to him.

  The two of you kissed, it was amazing. Well until someone cleared their throat.

 “So, this is what’s been bothering you Shinso.” It was Aizawa. “Glad you to know you two are together, now please, no PDA on the school yard. I’ll let this one side.” He smirked at the two you, he suspected that Shinso had a crush on someone

 Shinso bowed and thanked him.

 “So uhh, wanna go out sometime?” You asked sheepishly with the red blush still in your face from the kiss.

 He nodded and held your hand.

[im-not-a-joke]

Mmh... All the field

the whole- the whole field....

thank you for asking, this is going to be one long post

Alisons: Sexuality?

asexual, unlabeled/queer romantic

Amaranth: Pronouns/Gender?

they/them or he/him, nonbinary

Amaryllis: Birthday?

february 4th

Anemone: Favorite flower?

bleeding heart

Angelonia: Favorite t.v. show?

steven universe

Arum-Lily: What’s the farthest you’d go for a stranger?

probably offer a place to sleep overnight

Aster: What’s one of your favorite quotes?

“Do you think God stays in heaven because he, too, lives in fear of what he’s created?”

Aubrieta: Favorite drink?

strawberry lemonade

Baby’s Breath: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

my gf? yes, absolutely.

Balsam Fir: Have you ever been in love?

i’d like to think so, yes

Baneberries: Favorite song?

currently “better than me” by the brobecks

Basket of Gold: Describe your family.

a mess, i have three siblings, and two of them are currently living at home, we also have two large dogs

Beebalm: Do you have a best friend? Who is it?

yes! my best friend anna, and her brother bryan!

Begonia: Favorite color?

purple

Bellflower: Favorite animal?

mantis shrimp

Bergenia: Are you a morning or night person?

night person

Black-Eyed Susan: If you could be any animal for a day, what would it be?

dog, i want the constant love and affection

Bloodroots: When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?

first a botanist, then a geologist

Bluemink: What are your thoughts on children?

i want to adopt some someday! sometimes they suck, but i want to be there for someone who doesn’t have a family to lean on.

Blazing Stars: What are you afraid of? Is there a reason why?

abandonment, because i’m annoying

Borage: Give a random fact about your childhood.

i shared a room with my little brother until i was like 12.

Bugleherb: How would you spend your last day on Earth?  

visiting all the people i love most, all of my friends, my gf, i’d call my sister

Buttercup: Relationship Status?

taken!

Camelia: If you could visit anywhere, where would you want to go?

france

Candytufts: When do you feel most loved?

when people take the time out of their day to talk to me

Canna: Do you have any tattoos?  

nope, i do want some someday, though

Canterbury Bells: Do you have any piercings?  

yes! i got my ears pierced twice because it ripped my earlobe the first time

California Poppy: Height?  

~5′8″

Cardinal Flower: Do you believe in ghosts?

yes, and if i die before any of my friends, i’m coming back to haunt them

Carnation: What are you currently wearing?  

a floral tank top, my favorite sleeveless cardigan, and jean shorts

Catnip: Have you ever slept with a nightlight?

yes, my little brother was afraid of the dark and insisted on having a nightlight on

Chives: Who was the last person you hugged?  

my mom

Chrysanthemum: Who’s the last person you kissed?

my gf

Cock’s Comb: Favorite font?

architect’s daughter

Columbine: Are you tired?

yes, very

Common Boneset: What are you looking forward to?

tomorrow i get to leave the house all day to drive across the state and it’s going to be a lot of fun

Coneflower: Dream job?

language teacher! either english to people who don’t speak it or german/french to english speakers

Crane’s-Bill: Introvert or extrovert?

introvert. i’m on tumblr all day

Crocus: Have you ever been in love?

yeah, i think so

Crown Imperial: What’s the farthest you would go for someone you care about?

i’d actually die for multiple people in my life

Cyclamen: Did you have a favorite stuffed animal as a child? What was it?

yes! a stuffed white dog with a plaid scarf and matching antlers! my friend got it for me because it reminded her of my big white dog.

Daffodil: What’s your zodiac sign?

aquarius

Dahlia: Have you done anything worth remembering?

once i came 3rd in my age group for a 5k i ran

Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment?

i successfully kept a frail axolotl alive for an entire summer

Daylily: What would you do if your parents didn’t like your partner(s)?  

i dont care what my parents think about stuff like that, they cant tell my who i am or am not allowed to date

Dendrobium: Who is the last person that you said “I love you” to?

@byler-obsessed literally like, maybe 15 minutes ago as of writing this

False Goat’s Beard: What is something you are good at?

i’d like to think i’m decent at singing

Foxgloves: What’s something you’re bad at?

staying awake during the day

Freesia: What are three good things that have happened in the past month?

i saw my gf for the first time in months! i came out to the girls team for xc! i spent a lot of time with one of my closest irl friends!

Garden Cosmos: How was your day today?

decent, i had coach practice, which was nice

Gardenia: Are you happy with where you’re at in your life?

yeah, i’d say i’m pretty happy where i am

Gladiolus: What is something you hope to do in the next year or two?

learn guitar

Glory-of-the-Snow: What are ten things that make you happy/you’re grateful to have in your life?

my best friends anna and bryan, my older brother, the girls on the team, my ukulele, my therapist, my dogs, the creek in my back yard, my grandma’s amish apple dumpling recipe, random internet memes, books

Heliotropium: What helps you calm down when you feel stressed?  

listening to my spotify playlist

Hellebore: How do you show affection?

reassurance and/or talking about things that i enjoy, i’m really insecure so if i’m talking about something i like, that’s me trusting you. 

Hoary Stock: What are you proudest of?

the mental health progress i’ve made

Hollyhock: Describe your ideal day.

i lay in bed until like 11, then, i spend the rest of the day out with my friends, we get sushi for dinner and stay up until like 3am

Hyacinth: What do you like to do in your free time?  

be on tumblr

Hydrangea: How long have you known your best friend? How did you meet them?

i met them both in 6th grade, anna nad i were in the same science class and i met bryan at lunch, he didn’t talk to me for at least the first half of the year.

Irises: Who can you talk to about (almost) everything?

bryan, he always knows just what to say, and knows that he doesn’t have to fix my problems to be a good friend.

Laceleaf: How many friends do you have?

like, 13?

Lantanas: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received?

my friend once told me that they couldn’t tell if i was a boy or girl upon first meeting me and it made my day.

Larkspur: What do you think of yourself?

i’m a mess, an anxious, depressed, gay mess

Lavender: What’s your favorite thing about yourself?

my hair, it’s really fluffy and soft, and just about light enough to dye bright colors

Leather Flower: What’s your least favorite thing about yourself?  

my chest, it’s always been a huge part of my dysphoria and i want it gone please

Lilac: What’s something you liked to do as a child?

i would play dress up with my dog, he had to suffer through wearing all my old dresses, but he got treats so it was ok

Lily: Who was your best friend when you were a kid?

my friend ry, we met in second grade, we’re still on and off friends, currently off

Lily of the Incas: What is something you still feel guilty for?

in 5th grade i used the word “suck” in class and got yelled at

Lily of the Nile: What is something you feel guilty for that you shouldn’t feel guilty about?  

see above answer

Lupine: What does your name mean? Why is that your name?

carson: christian. it’s my name because i like how it sounds, and anna really liked it too, she picked it for me.

Marigold: Where did you grow up? Tell us about it.

white, suburban ohio. all the kids had cliques by the second day of kindergarten, and if you were knew, you generally had a pretty good chance of being picked up by the popular kids.

Morning Glory: What was your bedroom like growing up?

i had bunkbeds with my little brother, i slept on the bottom.

Mugworts: What was it like for you as a teenager? Did you enjoy your teenage years?  

so far, not really. i’m just mentally ill and closeted, it’s not great

Norwegian Angelica: Tell us about your mom.

she likes to dye her hair crazy colors, and she used to be a beekeeper, even though she’s allergic to bee stings.

Onions: Tell about your dad.  

he rides his bike almost every day, and supports my mom in whatever she does

Orchid: Tell about your grandparents.

on my mom’s side, the kindest boomers i’ve ever met, my grandpa used to take us on “adventures” to the park and just watch us play

on my dad’s side: my grandpa loves seeing us but doesn’t get out much, my grandma laughs hysterically at every family gathering, and has all the best amish recipes

Pansy: What was your most memorable birthday? What made it be so memorable?

when i turned 13, i went ice skating for the first time and fell and sprained my wrist

Peony: What was your first job?

mowing lawns

Petunia: If you’re in a relationship, how did you meet your partner(s)? If you’re not in a relationship, how did you meet your crush/how do you hope to meet your future partner(s), if you want any?

we had mutual friends and slowly ended up being close, we were in school plays and track together.

Pincushion: How do you deal with pain?

i bite down on my finger to simultaneously distract myself, focus on something else, and hold myself back

Pink: Where is home?

my best friends’ living room at 1 am, with the golden girls playing in the background

Plantain Lilies: If you could go back in time, what is one thing you would stop/change?

i’d go back and stop current president from becoming president

Prairie Gentian: Who is someone you look up to? Describe them.

my sister, she has always been driven and passionate and talented, and she makes everything seem effortless and still gives it her all.

Primrose: Describe your ideal life.

me and my spouse and my kids amd my dogs all live in a decently spacious house in europe, my job is stable and i love my work, my students think i’m cool and come to me if they need help, i am doing well.

Rhodendron: What is something you used to believe in as a child?

i used to believe that the smoke from fireworks was where clouds came from

Ricinus: Who’s the most important in your life?

my best friends

Rose: What’s your favorite sound?

the sound of rain on my roof at night

Rosemallows: What’s your favorite memory?

when my sister, dad, and i all climbed to the top of a mountain in california

Sage: What’s your least favorite memory?

throwing up in the car on the way home for visiting my sister in new york

Snapdragon: At this moment, what do you want?  

a hug from anna

St. John’s Wort: Is it easy or difficult for you to express how you feel about things?

it’s hard because i don’t trust people

Sunflower: What is something you don’t want to imagine life without?

the internet

Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night?

like 5.5 hours

Tickseed: What’s your main reason to get up every morning?

to run, it makes me feel better and i love cross country

Touch-Me-Not: How do you feel about your current job?

lmao i dont have one

Transvaal Daisy: What’s your favorite item of clothing?

my binder!

Tropical White Morning Glory: Describe your aesthetic.  

the record player song but a boy

Tulip: What would be the best present to get you?

a list of reasons why you deal with me/things you like about me

Vervain: What’s stressing you out most right now?

the fact that this is taking a lot longer than anticipated and i don’t want people to think i’m ignoring their asks

Wisteria: How many books have you read in the past few months? What were they called?

actual books? only 2, Catcher in the Rye and the Night Circus

Wolf’s Bane: Where do you want to be in life this time next year?

out with my friends

Yarrow: Do you know what vore is?

yes, and i regret it

Zinnia: Give a random fact about yourself.

i’m double jointed in my left pinky

[stellar-imagines]

SCENARIO REQUEST: ❝meeting your son’s lover.❞

[ Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia ] [ Characters: Bakugou Katsuki ]

「Bakugou and your son suddenly announces that he has a girlfriend all of a sudden, surprising you two. What surprised you more was the fact that he invited her over for dinner. And another surprise, she was deaf.」

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

“I.....I got a girlfriend.” your son ― Yozora, muttered all of a sudden while the three of you had dinner together. Katsuki blinked a few times and had stopped midway to process what his son had said. You stopped eating for a while to stare at your son.

“You’re not joking right?” you managed to say after a few moments of silence. Your son let out a gasp of surprise, his cheeks turning red in embarrassment at your assumption. He snapped his gaze at you, looking a little offended that you thought he was just making it up.

“Of course not! I have a girlfriend!”

“So, what led you to telling us this?” Katsuki questioned calmly.

“She wants to meet you guys.....or something like that. I couldn’t refuse because she was practically begging me to bring her over so I have no other choice but to take her.” your son muttered, his cheeks bright red as he continued to eat his meal that you had prepared.

It wasn’t as if you didn’t believe your son or anything. The two of you had gone through the nerve-wracking experience together before. You’re actually pretty curious to what kind of girl your son was dating. Is she the bubbly type that smiles a lot like Uraraka? Or is she the well-mannered girl like Yaoyorozu? The only thing you talked about was what kind of person your son’s girlfriend is. Katsuki was pretty curious as well, wondering what kind of girl his own son was dating. He only hoped that she treated him well.

Soon the dreaded day came and your son couldn’t help but pray to the Gods above him that you wouldn’t embarrass him in front of his girlfriend. Now that he was standing in front of his house door with his girlfriend by his side, he was debating on going in or not. The girl squeezed his hand gently, making him turn to her. He noticed the nervous smile on her face and she rose her other hand, signing a few things. 

"I'm nervous. I hope your parents like me." 

"Don't worry, my mom is super nice and my dad is pretty much cool with everything. Even if they don't approve you, I'll always be by your side, Iroha." he said, assuring the girl's anxiety. 

He had entered the house pulling the girl along with him as he decided to use all his courage to invite her in. Yozora announced that he was home and immediately heard your footsteps coming from the kitchen. You beamed at the girl who hurriedly bowed to you to show her respect. 

"Is this your girlfriend, Sora? Come in, come in! Your dad will be home soon, just sit amd some TV while you wait. I'm almost done with dinner." you told your son as he took off his shoes at the genkan. As soon as you said that, you rushed off to the kitchen to finish cooking dinner.

Iroha glanced around the house, taking note of how large it was. Considering that both you and Katsuki were heroes, she thought that a house of this size and elegance was normal. She found herself awkwardly sitting on the couch while Yozora headed into the kitchen to grab something to drink. She was nervous and couldn't help but to fidget every now and then. The sound of the door opening was enough to make her jump.

"I'm home." 

"Katsuki! Welcome home, you don't look as tired as I expected." you placed a hand on your hip as your husband took off his boots and handed you his case which held his hero costume. 

"Yeah, villains are staying low today. And it's a fucking great thing." Katsuki uttered before pressing his lips on your forehead. 

"So, is Sora back yet?" he asked. 

"Yeah! He brought his girlfriend over! She's real pretty you know! Let's have dinner together now." you pulled your husband to the dining table and called the two kids to wait at the table.

"Are you alright? Do you not like any of these food? Should I make something else?" you fretted, noticing that the girl was fiddling with her fingers as if she was trying to say something. Instantly, she looked up with a worried look. 

"Th-That's not it, mom! Iroha is just.....!" Yozora felt her tug at his sleeve and saw her sign something at him. 

"She's deaf?" Katsuki rose an eyebrow, looking a little surprised.

“Don't tell me that you asked for those sign language books to communicate with her? Ah, you even wanted to have classes too, didn't you!" you pointed out with a wide knowing grin, now realizing your son's feats from over a year ago.

"M-Mom!" he lightly scolded you, cheeks turning bright red ― almost rivaling a tomato.

"What's so embarrassing about that!? Your dad here crashed my weekly girls night during high school all because he wanted to spend time with me. And mentioned that he didn't care if he had join the girls night." you pointed at the man sitting beside you. Katsuki put down his bowl of miso soup and lightly glared at you. 

“But that's still fine―" 

“I made his nails super pretty too! We also had those temporary tattoos and we pasted it on his biceps. It looked so cu―" 

"Here!" Katsuki shoved a piece of sushi into your mouth to stop you from babbling more about his embarrassing moments.

‘You're supposed to embarrass him and not me!" your husband grumbled in a low tone. 

"No! You should know better! Remember when I first visited Mitsuki and Masaru and they embarrassed the hell out of you? You should know how that feels! And do you want Sora to go through the same?" you questioned your husband. 

"Don't you remind me of that. Can't we just eat? For fuck's sake. The food's gonna get cold." Katsuki muttered, taking a piece of the karaage and placing it on your plate. 

Iroha who was sitting across you found herself smiling, watching as you and Katsuki argue about something ― though it seemed one-sided because Katsuki was the one yelling at you. Yozora saw the small movements coming from the girl next to him and wondered what she was thinking. The girl faced him, giving him a small smile as she raised her hand. The male watched carefully as she signed something to him. At this, you stopped whatever you were doing and watched this little scene going on. 

"What did she say? What did she say!?" you asked excitedly. 

"She said.....that we're a very lively family and that you're both amazing parents." Yozora mumbled. 

"Thank you. Now, go ahead and eat before the food gets cold." you said. 

"H-Hah!? Wh-Why do I have to tell them that?"  your son was beet red and his girlfriend flashed him a pout, tugging at his sleeve as she made a few signs with a small frown on her face. 

"I-I don't care! You can tell them any other time! It's embarrassing for me to say that in front of them." Yozora immediately excused himself and ran up the stairs. His girlfriend was left alone with the two of you, looking a little sad. You know that Yozora was always nervous when it came to expressing his feelings, he was like Katsuki back in the days. 

"What's wrong? He just ran off like that, it's pretty fucking rude to his girlfriend." Katsuki grumbled, listening to the slam of a door that came from the second floor. 

"Sorry, Sora is usually a nice guy but I wonder what's got him so riled up....." you wondered, letting your gaze wander to the stairs. The girl immediately rummaged her bag for something and pulled out a notebook and her pencil case. She began to scribble something on the very last page before showing it to the two of you.

“It was my fault. He's always easily embarrassed when I say weird things." 

"Oh, it's nothing to worry about! He got it from his father!" you patted Katsuki's back who clicked hie tongue in response. 

"I wanted to tell you how much I love your son. He's an amazing person. Hardworking, bright and friendly. He's any girl's dream. Earlier, he was embarrassed to say these kind of things to you." 

"Really? I'm so glad that he has someone like you as his girlfriend. Please continue to look after Yozora, he…can be stubborn and hard to handle sometimes. So please be patient with him. You're already a part of our family. Come and visit it any time you want." you smiled at the girl who gave you a smile before scribbling down something on another page. 

"Thank you. I'll treasure him forever." 

You ushered Iroha upstairs, not before handing her a packet of Yozora's favorite snacks and telling her where his room was. She bowed to show appreciation before going up the stairs, bringing her bag along with her. You sighed happily, resting your elbow on the table with your hands holding your cheeks. Katsuki cleared up the table and  put the dirty dishes into the sink before walking out of the kitchen to stand next to you. He noted the dreamy smile on your face and rose an eyebrow.  

“That brat finally has a girlfriend huh?” Katsuki muttered as he helped you with washing the dishes. You stacked the clean plates on the dishwasher and smiled at your husband.

“Sora is growing up. He’s already in his second year in UA so it’s not a surprise that he’s interested in having a relationship.” you pointed out.

“She’s a really sweet person so I don’t see a problem with it.” you grinned from ear to ear.

"You seem awfully happy." he commented. 

"Of course, our son has a girlfriend and she's such a nice person. How could I not be happy?! Soon he's gonna become a man." you hummed to yourself.

".....doing this and that behind our backs. Just like how we did back in the days." you smirked, lightly poking your husband in the rib. 

"Oh shut up, you were making faces like you wanted it too." Bakugou grumbled with a small pout on his lips. You giggled softly and wrapped your hands around him, pressing yourself up on his back. 

"How about you go shower while I clean up the kitchen?" you suggested. Bakugou looked over his shoulder and turned around, wrapping his arms around your waist as he flashed you a smirk. 

"Only if you join me." 

"You horny bastard." you teased.

Total: 1761 words Published: 22.04.2019

Thank you for requesting! (ㅅ•᎑•) This was pretty cute owo Hope y’all liked it!― author Lou

Thank you for requesting! Very interesting scenario to type. We hope that it came out just as you wanted it, anon. If ya’ll noticed, we used Yozora which is the same name mentioned in Lou’s work on quotev. ― author Natsuki

We posted a birthday special for Bakugou! If you’re interested, have a look here! 

Please do not mind the grammar mistakes and typos

[sunnylildragun]

Merging Souls

Day threr of three of the Bumbleby week! This one came in a bit of a rush, but I wrote it with a lot of love ^-^

"So... you're telling us that you already bought the ring but hasn't proposed yet?" Weiss asked before sipping the wine in her glass. He other hand was intertwined with Ilia's on the table, exhibiting her silver wedding ring. Both women were staring at Blake with disbelief, what made the tallest amongst them sigh.

"Listen, it's not that I don't want to... I just..." the woman sighed. "I'm not sure about how to do it. Would it be good to make a speech? Should I take her out for dinner? Or should it be something more intimate, like a candlelit dinner? Or are these too cheesy?"

"I don't think she would mind it, to be honest." Ilia voiced her opinion. "She would say yes if you proposed on the battlefield, sweaty and bloody and gross."

"Like you did to me?" Weiss nudged her wife playfully.

"You know my ways, sweetheart heart." Ilia pecked white haired woman's cheek.

"First of all, please get a room." Blake said with a smirk, just before sighing. "Secondly, a few years ago she told me marriage was a huge deal to her! I don't want to disappoint her."

Weiss reached out for Blake's hand over the table. "Blake, she loves you. She loves you a lot, soulmates level of a lot. I don't think anything you do regarding asking her to marry you could ever disappoint her."

"Yeah!" Ilia agreed. "Besides... I think she was talking about the wedding itself when she said it's a big deal to her. Not about how either of you is gonna propose."

The ravenette remained silent for a moment, and then nodded in agreement. "I think you're right. Both of you."

That made Weiss smirk. "Of course we are. We're the voices of reason in your life."

"Sure," the cat faunus rolled her eyes.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?!"

"It means you should recall how I was the one who helped you through your countless gay panics when you and Ilia were still in the 'is she flirting or just being nice?' phase."

"I- you- how dare- the nerve of-" the CEO blushed so hard there's no shade of red to describe it. "Fuck you, Belladonna."

"Nah, that's for Yang to do." Blake grinned at their friends' disgusted expressions. "That reminds me... I should probably head back home. It was nice talking to you and having some wine, but Yang's winter break from Beacon starts today, and I wanna celebrate with her."

Blake hugged them goodbye and went out of the diner that was by the Senate, where she worked. She still didn't believe how far she had been able to take the Faunus Rights cause. In a few years, she was able to have laws in protection of her people approved by her fellow Senators. Now any kind of discrimination towards faunus was punishable. There were also separate classes on Faunus History, Faunus Literature and Faunus Rights, from kindergarten to the academies.

She hadn't done things only for the faunus, though. Blake reviewed various projects on the reconstruction of the city, helped founding an effective police force to avoid crime lords such as Torchwick from rising again. She also suggested the building of the Municipal Vale Library, which is planned to be a safe haven to many students, researchers and bookworms. Blake has a bold dream for it, and wanted it to have more books than one would be able to read in a lifetime.

She thought about it as she rode her truck back home. As she stopped in a red light, thoughts about Yang came to her mind. If what Ilia and Weiss said was true, then Blake wouldn't be able to hold herself back when she got home. She would propose to Yang right then and there, and kiss her girlfriend- fiancée by then- as if that was the last time she would do so. And then they would do it all over their apartment to celebrate their engagement.

Blake's eyes finally found the building they lived in. It wasn't nothing too high class, but it was still considerably big. As heroes of Remnant they receive an ungodly amount of privileges and gifts, ones that she found very unnecessary, but accepted anyway. Most of them she and Yang donated to people who actually needed the money that could come from selling them.

They didn't need expensive things. They just needed the world to be safe.

Blake parked her car in her spot, and couldn't help but notice Bumblebee 2.0 parked in its own spot as well. Yang said she would work on some students files until a little bit later that evening, as she was just back from a training trip. Then what in the world was her motorcycle doing there? Had something happen? Probably. Was she suddenly feeling ill? No... she would tell Blake if she were.

The only way to find out was asking, the woman figured. She walked to the elevator, entering it and pressing the button to the eighth floor. A person entered as well, a man named Robin who lived in the sixth floor. He was a fox faunus, and had chatted with Blake some times. He used to be a robber, doing his own kind of justice, but not quite into the White Fang. Being caught in the middle gave him a few scars, which he wore proudly even as he settled down with his wife.

"Senator." Robin smiled at Blake, nodding respectfully.

"Greetings, Robin. And I told you already, there's no need for these formalities. Out of the Senate Building, I'm just Blake."

"It's force of habit. It's just so common to see you on TV, giving speeches, that I forget that you're actually my two floors up neighbor."

Blake chuckled at that. "Well, you should get used to it."

The elevator ringed, making both of them drop their ears. "Geez, they should really make this shit stop doing that noise."

"Yeah... pretty disrespectful." Blake agreed as she rubbed her cat ears. "I'll try to talk them into it. Again. For the thousandth time in six years."

"I believe it's my time to go, though. See you around, Blake."

"See you."

Soon enough, Blake was in her own floor. As she reached her apartment door, she could feel the unique smell of Yang's grilled salmon. It made her stomach growl like an angry Sabyr, which prompted her to rush to the door. She fumbled with the keys for some seconds, saliva almost spilling from her mouth. Yang knew the effect seafood had in Blake, what made the short haired woman wonder what was the occasion.

Just as she closed the door, a body collided with her own. She was caught in a tight, warm hug that could only be given by the sunshine of her life, Yang Xiao Long. She hugged back, head burying into her girlfriend's shoulder. Blake took in all the warmth she could, enjoying the moment.

"Welcome home, dear." Yang said in her cat ears, kissing the space between the two.

"Hi." was Blake's muffled answer.

They pulled away for a moment, and then their lips met. Yang's trip had taken some days and there was no words to express how much Blake missed her. Missed her lips. Missed her arms. Missed her as a whole. So she pushed her girlfriend to their sofa, making her sit there. Then, she sat on the blonde's lap amd they started kissing again. It was a mess of damcing tongues, of biting teeth and of light moans.

Yang's hands were already unbuttoning Blake's dress shirt as the shorter rolled her hips agains her. The groan that came from the brawler was almost a growl, feral and raw as she pulled away from their kiss- with teeth pulling her lower lip- to attack Blake's collarbone. She kissed and sucked and bit, and there were hands on her hair. Her hear was soon guided by impatient hands to the ravenette's neck.

Yang licked the column, taking a moan from Blake's lips. She then proceeded to bite and suck on her girlfriend's pulse point, as more room was given for her to explore. She felt a hand pulling her blond locks lightly, and it triggered something in her. The hands that were once moving with Blake's hips were soon exploring her back and her stomach and only some times- teasingly- grazing her neglected breasts.

"Please." Blake's voice was wavering as Yang scratched her stomach. "Take me, Yang."

"You gonna have to wait till after dinner, Blakey." came the raspy response.

"What is so important about dinner that can't wait?"

"I haven't eaten with you for days now, babe." she sucked on the other's ear, and than bit it. "I really miss having a quiet moment with you."

"You could be eating me right now. Isn't that even better?"

"It sure is. But I bet you don't wanna miss on the salmon I cooked."

"Ugh, I hate it when you do that."

"Do what?"

"Tease me."

"You actually love it, don't lie to yourself."

"Let's just get this dinner over with."

"Okay. You're gonna love it, I promise."

Blake got off of Yang and then helped her up. She didn't even bother buttoning her shirt up again, and swayed her hips on the way to the kitchen. Yang started the show, then she sure as hell will have it to the end.

They sat on the table, face to face. Their plates were already served, and Blake dived in as soon as she looked at her fish. She could feel Yang's eyes on her, could tell she had a smirk on those delicious lips. But Blake couldn't care less that instant. It was her and her salmon. Girlfriend could wait.

"How were things with Weiss and Ilia?"

"Good." Blake answered after swallowing. "The two of them are progressing well with their project of dissolving the Schnee Dust Company. Weiss wants it to become something else and she said that to do so, she must destroy it from the inside to build it back up."

"Sounds cool. What about their married life? Are they past the honey moon phase?"

"Will they ever be?" Blake shot back, making Yang laugh.

"Yeah, I don't think so." she smiled. "You should really take a look at your napkin, though."

"Huh?" Blake was confused for a moment, but did as she was told. She started unfolding the napkin, and a metallic object fell to the ground. Just as she was about to lean down to get it, Yang shot up from her chair and grabbed it. She kneeled before Blake, holding an engagement ring with her right hand. "Yang-"

"Listen, Blake. Please. Or I may never be able to say what I want to say. We've known each other for twelve years now. During all this time, we've been through a lot together. We cried together, we laughed together, we hurt together. We rebuilt ourselves, and then rebuilt what we had with one another. We defeated our biggest demon together... and then we defeated the world's worst nightmare together. You're to me, Blake Belladonna, what no one else ever was. You're the one who came back. You're the one who stayed, even after slipping from my fingers. You're the one who raises my spirits. You're the one I can't see myself without. You're the one I love. And that's why I ask you here and now. Blake Belladonna, will you be my wife?"

Blake's jaw dropped and tears started falling from her eyes. The ring was marvelous, sculpted in black metal and gold. There was a yellow gem on the top, a shade that matched Blake's eyes- and Yang's aura. It reminded her of the engagement ring she had bought to propose to Yang.

Right.

She was going to propose, too.

She started laughing involuntarily, tears of joy spilling from her eyes. Yang looked at her in confusion. Just... what was she laughing about?

"Uh... why are you laughing?"

Blake reached in the pocket of her skirt. She took a velvety black box from it and kneeled down before the blonde.

"Yang Xiao Long... there are no words to describe the love I feel for you. It transcends time, it transcends our weak and breakable bodies, it transcends everything. My soul is yous, and yous only. My whole being falls in love with you every single day, over and over again. You complement me in a way no one ever har, and that I thought no one would ever be able to. So yes, I wanna marry you. What about you, though? Would you do me the immense honor of being my wife?"

"Yes!" Yang shouted, hugging Blake and knocking both of them to the ground. "A million times yes!"

They kissed again, this time sweet and slow. There was no desperation in the way Yang's prosthetic fingers traced the scar on her left side. So many years ago, those wounds pulled them apart, just to tie them back together. And today, they started a new phase in their lives. A new step into their futures, a whole of possibilities for their eternity.

[knivxsanddespair]

F.I.N.D CHAPTER 1; FOR WHEN HE SINGS.

There was nothing like the joy and thrill of an adventure that can make anyone's blood pumping with excitement. Mounting tales of old legends spun of heroes, villains and rogues in between coming from all walks of life, regardless of their differences. And so forth begins one with a modern witch boy, who does things at a rather modern way. With a mao on a phone, some potions, a broom that doubles as both a getaway and a weapon and some spells his dear mother took the time to make him learn...only for him to put the spells on blank, ready-to-apply-magic cards for easy use.

"Well, this seems correct so far, according to the maps Mother gave me." Swerving from left to right with the broom like a surfer, he finally stops over to a garden beside a big lake. "Let's see on the phone here..alright, seems just to be the flowers I need to make the potions." The proceeding to snip some of those flowers was for a moment, forgotten when a voice was heard from afar.

"Hmmm~ it has been a while since I have expected guests. Would you be the first to entertain me?" A voice called out. It seemed to be from someone around the boy's age.

"Depends on what you call 'entertainment' is. I'm up for a game or two! Though I can't be here for long, cause I have other places to explore!" The young witch replied, to which enabled further chuckling from the other party.

"Very well then, it's settled! Oh, where are my manners? Allow me to introduce myself!"

He could see something was heading from the lake to where he is right now from a trail of bubbles travelling. It didn't take long for the person to come out, settling himself on a rock before the witch. "Well, aren't you a handsome one?"

The spellmaker could only look at the young merman with amazement. "Look who's talking. You're quite a looker yourself, so stop selling yourself so short."

"Ohoho!" His tone played it cool, but Neptune himself would know how he was feeling right now. "You've got a big heart to go with the big hat, sweetheart. And You are?"

"Rei. Just call me Rei. You could say that I'm the first of the many magical witch boys"

"Why not be called a wizard?"

"Meh, that's so overrated nowadays, you know? And what about you? What's your name?"

"Ahhh...it's a pleasure always. You can just call me Mercury." The fish boy smiled at him, focusing on his next words.

"Well then Mercury, what are we gonna play today?"

"I have seen you have great interest in those flowers just now in the garden. They have been guarded by my family for centuries, for it's great healing purposes were sought by many, most of them desperate and would do anything to take a bunch of them. But this wouldn't be a game if there wasn't any other rules right?"

"You have made a point, carry on then."

Mercury proceeded to make a few balls out of water. "A simple game really. Three stages where I will throw these spheres on the sky, and you must destroy every single one of them before they landed on the ground. You miss one of them, you must never seek these flowers again, deal?"

Rei thought about it for a while. "That's for your part. Now would you want to here my oart of the wager?"

"Carry on, I'm all ears~"

"We'll make it one stage, and you can throw all the balls you need all at once. Now should I manage to get all of them, I'll get the flowers and you!"

That got the merman real red faced. "Getting real frisky for someone you have just met."

Rei realises what he said. "N-no! Not like that! M-maybe someday if we have the fortune of time for ourselves and we get to know each other better. But what I'm saying is..I want you to join my team! I just have a knack for exploring many places and meeting new people. Along with adventures of course! I could use a second in command in my team, you know?"

"Hmm..interesting proposition. Fine, I'll accept. You have five minutes to get ready, before I throw all of them up."

Rei proceeded to go to an app on his Witch Phone that would scan all his magic spell cards, before sticking it to the end of his broom. He took out one of his many cards before nodding to Mercury.

"And...GO!!"

The water balls were going down as fast as they went up. Rei swiped the card on the phone before making a full, strong swing and made a tornado, and just like that, one by one the balls were wiped out.

Mercury needed a moment to summarize what has just happen between those few short minutes, before looking back at Rei. "I have never seen such magic..usually they came with a wand, a book or something else!"

Rei just chuckled at that comment. "Well, I guess I'm just different then! The world is rapidly changing you know? You can't just stick to traditions of dates old just because epders say so. I say just make things easier for you, for your own comfort!"

"Well, colour me impressed then!" Mercury smiled while plucking out some flowers for Rei. "As promised, here are the flowers. And as per stated condition, I will join you on your quest! But, before that..let me do one more traditional custom for you."

"Anything, as long as you feel ready and prepared!" Rei nodded to him, as the Merman got closer to him.

"Amongst my people, when one feels the need to leave with others, they sing first, both to the place they guarded for safety always, amd to the person for good tidings and a deep relationship always." Mercury stated with a smile.

"W-well then, don't let me stop you from doing what you must!"

And with that, he heard the beautiful melody only a selected few had the privilege of hearing. As Rei thanked himself and his mom for installing the fun of adventures, he also counted his blessing in having a good partner tagging alongside him, and just having a blast with the many adventures that might come.

Maybe they could grow into something more, but that's a secret only father time knows.

(Well, it's about time I do something of my own. So maybe expect something more when I'm not busy working, I guess.)

[chelleaslin]

Lukadrien June 2019 Day 8- Rumours

@miraculouschallenges

Luka sighed, laying back in his bed in pure bliss. He did it, he kissed Adrien. Dispite he cool nature he couldn’t hold back the happy hum in the back of his throat as he rolled around his bed like a squealing preeteen.

He sighed as he remembered it clearly, Adrien’s blush as he took a step closer, the obnoxious smell of Camembert that always confused him, the small gasp that he drew out of Adrien’s throat, how soft the boys lips were and they way Adrien gripped his shirt when he tried to pull way.

“Yeah, hello?” Juleka called as she stood at the end of his bed, leaning agaisnt the way. Luka jumped, suprised amd embarrassed by being caught. He sat up quickly and sorted himself out, cheeks tinted pink. Juleka smirked at his expression before a look of concern passed her features. “Yo, you and Adrien, huh?”

Luka was thrown off, how did she know? She must have read his expression because she gave him a small smile and sat on the end of his bed.

“A news article came out..” Juleka slowly explained. “About the two of you.”

“Oh?” Luka was starting to feel nervous. Juleka pulled out her phone, nervously fiddling with the skull charm she attached to it.

“Here, look for yourself.” She handed him her phone, crossing her arms across her chest as she fiddled with her forearms.

Luka ignored the title, scrolling till he found the picture. It was of him and Adrien out on their date, eating at a small local restaurant, scrolling in the park and then their kiss. He blushed as he realised how happy he looked, how happy they both looked. He quickly scrolled to the top, taking a mental note of the sites name, he was going to make that picture his background photo.

“I’m okay with this.” He suddenly said, he realised now that she was probably worried about his reaction to the publicity. He knew the risks when he first started developing feeling for the boy. He turn to his little sister and gave her a reasurring smile. That smile instantly disappeared when he saw her worried expression didn’t falter, if anything, it grew.

“How does Adrien feel?” She asked, worrying her bottle, lip between her teeth.

“I’m not sure about this? I haven’t spoken to him since the kiss, that was 2 days ago..” he suddenly frowned, He did find it weird that Adrien hadn’t spoke to him at all since the kiss, not even a text and they texted almost daily. Every time he worried about it, he pushed it to the back of his mind and made excuses, he was a busy lad, perhaps he was over booked at work? Or his phone broke? Did he get grounded?

“I..” Juleka hesitated, she sighed in defeat and just silently typed on her phone before handing it back to him. “I’ll come back for my phone after, I don’t need it just yet.” She squeezed his shoulder, letting her hand linger before finally walking out.

Luka’s throat suddenly felt awfully dry, he had the feeling that something dreadful was about to happen and they’re was nothing he could do about it. Taking a deep breath he forced himself to glance down at the screen to see a video. The thumbnail was of Adrien at what seemed to be some kind of press conference. He pressed play and laid back on his bed.

The first few minutes were quite boring, just basic question about the Gabriel brand and what it was like being a teen model. Luka loved Adrien, he truly did but he could bare listening to him lie about how much he loves his job. Frowning he skipped through the video.

Modeling.

Akumas.

Fashion leaks.

“What’s happening with this Luka boy now?”

Luka froze, his finger instantly taking the video back only a couple seconds.

“Adrien.” A young and perky reporter called out, her hand raised.

“Yes?” He nodded, pointing to her. She smiled widely at him, pushing herself in front of the other reporters to get closer to him, a flirtatious expression on her face. Luka grimaced, didn’t seem realise she was almost around 10 years older then him?

“What do you have to say about the scandalous picture of you and a local boy that’s gone viral?” She smirked. Adrien’s eyes visibility widened as the question caught him off guard.

“What picture?” Adrien panicked, his eyes glancing at a tall, stoic looking women who was frowning down at a tablet. The lady then walked on stage and presented the tablet to Adrien, whose face held more panic as he glanced at what Luka assumed was the picture. Adrien cleared his throat before sitting up in his seat, he looked nervous, Luka noted.

“I wasn’t aware of this photos existence.” Adrien replied.

“Are you denying that the blonde male is you?” She raised an eyebrow at him. “He is wearing your one of a kind, signature, Gabriel sneakers.”

Adrien’s face dropped. She was right, there was no deniying this. Luka watched as he side, face relaxed, he glanced at that women once again, she was glaring at him.

“He is a fan, a crazed one.” He blurted out. Lukas heart stopped, what?

“He is?” The female reporter asked, her brow furrowed. “Speculation suggested that this-“ he glanced down at a piece of paper. “Luka Couffine, was your boyfriend.”

The crowd started murmuring amoung themselves, while Adrien chewed on his lip.

“Quiet down everyone.” The stoic women from earlier interrupted everyone’s gossiping as she walked on stage once again. “Mr. Couffine had been stalking Mr. Agreste recently and had tried to force himself on Mr. Agreste. We have tried very hard to keep this out of the press so we would hope that each and everyone one of you can respect our privacy in this matter.” She sternly called out, glaring at the crowd, expecially the female reporter in the front row. “Our lawyers are over paid and far too good at their jobs.” She smirked. It was quiet for a second before the report spoke up again.

“What’s happening with this Luka boy now?”

Adrien opened his mouth but never got any words out, the serious women that had been speaking for and over Adrien, Addressed the audience herself, again.

“The matter has been handle quietly. Mr. a Couffine won’t be bother or having ANY-“ she glanced at Adrien. “Contact with Mr. Agreste ever again, This meeting is over.”

The video needed abruptly at that, the video window minimising. Luka glanced at the title, taking note that he was be portrayed as a stalker and pervert. He didn’t really know what to feel at this moment.

Numbly, he scrolled down to see that the video had over 23 thousand views.

He scrolled further into the comment.

“Ew, what a sicko!”

“Poor, Adrien, this must have been so hard for him.”

“You’d think that lowl life’s like this wouldn’t be around since Paris has other problems with Akuma but.. some people are heartless.”

He couldn’t read anymore, emotionally or physically. His eyes were blurred with teRs as he locked the phone and tossed it at the edge of his bed. He threw himself back and stared at his ceiling. What is he supposed to do now? The world thought is tried to hurt Adrien, he’d never hurt Adrien, he loved him with all his heart. A tear slipped out of his eyes and she squeezed the, shut, why would Adrien say that?

His eyes glanced over to. His bed side table, he noticed his phone. Perhaps he should call him? He picked up the phone, swinging his legs off the bed and pressed on his contacts icon, an adorable photo of Adrien making a funny face. He placed the phone to his ear and waited for the familiar dial tone.

“Sorry, the number you have dial has been disconnected.”

Luka felt his world come crashing down around him.

“No, no, no, no, NO!” He panicked, he tried to ring him again and again, to no advail, it was too late. He threw his phone across the phone in frustration. It made a horrible loud cracking noise as it collide with his wall. He didn’t care at this moment, he just didn’t want to be awake, he didn’t want to deal with anything right now. He hastily threw the covers back as he climbed into his bed, throwing the covers over his head and forcing sleep to take him away.

When he awoke, hours later, outside his window was pitch black, Juleka’s phone was missing, his lamp was on and an energy drink and his favourite packet of chips were on his bedside table..