#and they're nothing but soft and sweet and happy and nothing bad happens to them

[ampersandnotdash]

"... He tasted of sunshine and fresh raindrops ..."

[luveline]

hiyaa girlyy!! so i have a fic request and it's totally fine if you don't want to write / don't feel comfortable reading or doing it: and also, i'm not sure if someone thought of this yet, but how about spencer just being friends with a stripper. like their are murders ongoing abt strippers and spencer sees reader at one of the crime scènes and everybody's shocked since their sooo sweet and comfortable together? (and bonus point if she wears his jacket or something since it's cold)

thank you for your request! if you have more requests for this pairing please send them my way!

"I tried to call you!" 

Hotch looks up from his phone at the shout. He'd been texting Jessica one handed in an attempt to tell her and Jack that he won't be home tonight, and he isn't usually easily startled, but he isn't expecting you to talk to him. Or call him. 

He blinks back his fatigue —you're obviously not talking to him. You're almost nondescript in your hoodie, but Hotch isn't confident you're wearing any pants, or underwear. It was a rush job to bring everyone out from the club, and you and the rest of the dancers stand on the sidewalk in various states of undress. 

"Can we get some jackets, please?" Hotch asks, turning back to the beat cops standing by. "Thermal blankets? Anything?" 

When he turns back, Spencer's not where he was. Hotch casts his gaze back to you near the club doors, your hair messed up from the scuffle but your face intricate and untouched, just as pretty as the rest of your fellow dancers, and doubly so as you throw your arms around Spencer Reid's tall shoulders. 

"I'm so glad you're okay," Spencer says, squeezing you hard, your heels lifting off of the rain-sullied sidewalk. "I told you to stay home!" 

"I can't stay home, Spencer. How would I make money?" 

"I'll pay for the hours you miss, I told you that, too." 

"Baby, you couldn't afford it," you tease lightly, setting back down. Your hand immediately rises to Spencer's cheek, your painted nails scratching delicately at his skin. "I've missed you. Where have you been?" 

"California, then Albuquerque." 

"Killing bad guys?" 

Hotch doesn't consider Spencer a lonely guy, and he doesn't think he'd ever be collected enough to enter a strip club, and yet. There he is, hugging and checking over a stripper with as much care and tenderness as he'd show any member of the team. And judging by your smile, you're enamoured with him. Whether romantically or otherwise is anyone's guess. 

Morgan's, apparently. "Sorry, I'm sorry, does Reid have a girlfriend? Like, a…?" 

"You can say stripper," Emily says, though she's similarly nonplussed. "I mean, there's no way. Right?" 

"They're just friends," JJ says. 

The team turns to her in betrayal. Clearly, JJ knew about this and said nothing, and Hotch has things to do but this is so thoroughly bizarre that he gives himself five minutes of curiosity; he lets the others berate her for answers. 

"Come on, JJ! When did this happen? How did this happen?" Emily asks, her voice dropping to a scandalised whisper. 

In the background, Spencer peels out of his jacket that barely fits around your shoulders. You wear it anyhow, wrapping your arm through his and leaning on his shoulder. "Thanks, Dr. Reid." 

"I really wish you'd stay home when I tell you too." He rubs your arm amicably. 

"Her old boss was a typical heavy-handed sleaze," JJ explains, voice soft with sympathy. "Spence said he used to see her at the grocery store with bruises. She stayed with him for a few days and found a new club… He said she can smile through anything, even a broken wrist." 

Hotch understands. This part of Virginia pretends to be better than it is, and while you seem happy enough now in your profession, he knows it can't be easy. Spencer did for you what he would've done for anyone. You've clearly seen the good in him, treating him with a real and easy affection, adoring through shivers as you look up at him and ask, "Are you eating enough? You look tired." 

"I'm exhausted worrying about you. You're exhausting. Like, where are the sweatpants I got you? You'll get hypothermia." 

"I was trying not to get murdered. You're lucky I grabbed the hoodie." You turn to the team, as though you've known they were watching the entire time. "You wanna introduce me to your friends?" you ask. Hotch detects a hint of insecurity under all your bubbly sweetness. 

Spencer laughs loudly, ushering you forward with a hand on your shoulder. "Don't chicken out this time." 

"Don't embarrass me in front of the special agents!" you whisper. 

"I'm a special agent." 

"No, you're a doctor. He's a special agent." Your gaze narrows in on Hotch. "Hi, you're the boss, huh?" You eye his naked marriage finger briefly, and he knows you're kidding, but he still has to fight to stay expressionless as you continue, "How come handsome guys like you don't ever wanna see me dance?" 

Hotch puts out his hand. "Aaron Hotchner. It's nice to meet you." 

You shake his hand, though you stay as close to Spencer as you can manage without stepping on his shoes. "Right. Too respectful. It's really nice to meet you too, Agent Hotchner. Can you catch the bad guy soon? I'll end up on Spencer's cough again if I don't make rent." 

Morgan opens his mouth and Hotch promptly shuts him down with a raised hand. "We will. You have my word." 

[theoriginalkaminari]

A fluffy little oneshot on Izuku x reader, where he’s just crushing on his best friend?

Lil bro I gottchu

(Hope you don't mind, but I did him as a teenager still)

This is pretty bad reading over it ngl but I can't find the right way to write it???

Enjoy at your own risk.

"Today, they had finished Uraraka's strawberry cake so it wouldn't go to waste." The green-haired boy mutters to himself as he furiously scribbles in his notebook. Izuku had found himself writing more about you everyday. Anything and everything you did interested him, even if it was the simplest thing you did.

He first excused it as nothing, he was just writing down everything you did because it would probably strength the bond you two had!

It wasn't until his mother found his open notebook that the realized be might be in love with you.

"Izuku!" Inko had said, her voice slightly panicked. "Why are you stalking this person?" She asks, holding up the notebook in confusion and worry. "I know you're a teenage boy, and you are going through some changes, but-"

Izuku blushes intensely, grabbing the notebook and holding it close to him. "Mom! No, its not like that!" He stammers, face now a heavy red. "They're just beautiful and sweet and amazing and-" He pauses, seeing the look on his mom's face. "...oh..." He mutters to himself, understanding that his feelings for you weren't platonic.

So here he was. You and the Dekucrew all went out to the mall, and had stopped at the food court to eat. Izuku scribbled down everything you did in intense detail.

Uraraka gasps. "Tsu, look! That dress is so cute! Uraraka says excitedly, shaking her friend. Asui perks up, looking at the mushroom patterned dress. "It is! Lets go check it out." She replies, taking her hand and walking towards the dress.

"Stay in groups!" Iida calls after them as he jogs to catch up with the two girls.

Izuku looks up at this, realizing that you and him were left alone, since Todoroki and Tokoyomi went to go find some food a little bit ago already.

Izuku turns red as you make eye contact with him, his palms beginning to sweat and his heart pounding in his chest.

"So, you good?" You ask, raising an eyebrow. "You've been distant the whole day." You say, genuine concern seeping into your voice. You lean closer, trying to get a read on whatevers' inside his head.

Izuku gulps and looks away, using his arms and hands to cover his face. "Yep! I'm good! Just a little...overwhelmed! By all the people here!" He laughs nervously, not daring to make eye contact with you.

You only become more concerned as you place a hand on his arm. "Hey, we can go back to U.A if this is to much for you." Your soft voice makes Izuku blush even more, his hands trembling slightly.

"No! No, I'm okay!" Izuku quickly says, standing up and stepping back. "Hey, just stay here for a sec! I gotta go find Todoroki and Tokoyomi!" He says, needing an excuse to calm himself down.

You seem slightly disappointed, and this makes his heart ache. "Right. Okay." You say quietly, placing your chin on your palm.

Izuku feels terrible for making you dissapointed. No! That wasn't his goal at all! He wants to see you happy, this isn't happy!

Izuku decides to give you a hug as an attempt to make you feel better, but when he does, he just freezes. He can't let go of the hug. He NEEDS to hold you close forever, he needs to just...stay like this. In your arms, where nothing bad could happen.

Izuku hides his face in your shoulder, his body trembling slightly as he realizes how badly he loves you.

Izuku Midoriya had a crush on his bestfriend.

(This is kinda shitty anon if you hate it you can be honest🙏🙏 love u)

[samsblades]

✶ spring, honey, forest, etc. — sam winchester

cw : gn!reader, sappy!reader, fluff, just tooth rotting fluff and a happy sam, unedited, 1K words. for liane's 500 followers event ! inspired by this moodboard <333 @chevroletdean congrats !!

summary : you can't help but compare sam to sweet and beautiful things like spring, honey, and forests.

"sam?" his name leaves your lips like a spring breeze, soft and warm and most definitely in love.

"yeah, honey?"

sweet like honey, thick like honey, golden like honey. his lips don't really taste like honey, but sometimes you think that they do. there's honey in his eyes too, when the sun hits them right. and from this close, you can see all the details. that honey gold, sunflower yellow, woody hazel, and greens that can’t decide whether they're mossy or blue-ish like the sea. right now, as your own eyes soak his up in a morning so blissful that it's almost ridiculous, you decide for them. mossy green it is.

you honestly just said his name because you like the way it feels when it rolls over your tongue and slips out between barely parted lips. but now you actually have something to say to him, voice hushed to match the quiet of the early morning.

"your eyes are like springtime," you tell him, lips curled up into a smile that makes him grin back without even noticing. then you hum and shake your head, cotton pillow case rubbing against your cheek, "mm… wait, no. no, they're like a forest. like trees and moss and pretty rocks."

his eyebrows raise but his smile stays bright. "pretty rocks?" he parrots, trying to tease but only sounding like he could properly swoon.

"yeah. or crystals, i guess. green crystals. sunny yellow ones too," you amend. then you ramble on. "but i like when your eyes look more brown, too. or blue. or anything at all, cuz they're yours and that means i'll always love them." he looks like he has no idea at all what to say to that. your voice quiets, "am i being too sappy?"

"no," he murmurs, his response immediate and sure. "no, i just… just have never had anyone that talks to me the way you do. but i love you. love the way you talk, too."

"good," you settle easily, wondering if your eyes resemble honey in any way just for how sweetly they look at him.

"i love your eyes too," he says, almost surprising you when you think silence is falling back over you like another silky sheet atop the first.

"yeah?" you ask, voice whispery and alight with a sweet hope that's a little silly because there's no need for it. of course he loves your eyes. he loves your all.

"of course," he affirms, "they're so pretty. and… and i feel better when i see them. safer."

and then it feels like nothing bad could ever happen, or at least like nothing in the world would ever dare interrupt something so tender. safer. if something as simple as the sight of your eyes makes him feel safer, you're sure that you've achieved the best thing in life that you ever could. you've done your job, made it to where you want to be, just knowing that. it's like he's telling you that no one could claim that you don't love him without being a complete liar.

it's like he's saying 'i know you love me. i don't doubt it, not anymore. your eyes are my safe place. your love is my safe place.' and that's all you could ever ask for.

"that makes me really happy," you tell him.

"you make me really happy," he says, no need to search for the right words to say. he knows that one without having to think for a moment. and you're blessed to know it too. there's evidence in the curve of his lips and glimpse of his teeth and pretty wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. even in those swirling irises, brighter with the gift of joy that you've given him. you see yourself in them, reflected in those deep pupils and shining just as bright.

[angel-of-the-moons]

Your Beanies are My Babies, too

Steven Grant x Reader (Implied Marc & Jake x Reader)

TW/CW: None!

Summary:

Steven makes sure you know nothing is too silly or childish for him if it makes you happy.

A/N: This came to me because unpacking some things I found the few Beanie Babies I have! Including my sweet lil froggy I thought my sister stole :')

You sighed as you closed the little plastic tote, your shoulders sagging with guilt as you prepared to stuff the container on the top shelf in the back of the closet.

"What's wrong, love?" Steven asked curiously as he carefully placed your clothes in the freshly emptied drawers in the dresser.

You had decided to make everything more official in your relationship by moving in together. Steven's place was bigger than yours, and with some TLC and cleaning, it was plenty big for your stuff as well.

"Oh, it's... it's nothing, don't worry about it." You reply, your smile strained and not quite reaching your eyes. He noticed, but didn't say anything.

Instead, he nodded and smiled back, his dark eyes twinkling, "Right, then. Let's stop and make lunch, yeah? Been at this all morning!"

Steven set the empty cardboard box atop the dresser, and wiped his hands dramatically free of imaginary dust, "You hungry?"

Your smile widened just a bit, genuine mirth taking hold at the thought of one of his delicious veggie wraps. "I'm starving."

He didn't mean to be nosey. He really, really, truly, absolutely didn't!

It's just that you looked so... forlorn when you looked inside the tote. Steven got curious and merely wanted to see what had upset you so.

What he didn't anticipate, was rather cute, small, and well-loved toys! "Beanie Babies"; Marc had told him. "But why keep them in a tote?"

"I d'nno." Steven mumbled softly. "Bad memories? Gifts from a dead relative?"

Jake spoke up. "Well, whatever the case, maybe we should put them back--"

"Oooh! Look at this one! It's a hippo!" Steven cooed at the cute, purple little toy. "This one is called "Happy the Hippo"... And his birthday is..." He said as he read the colorful heart-shaped tag.

"Steven?" Your voice barked.

He jumped and dropped the little toy, his face lighting with a scarlet hue at being caught snooping.

"I--I--" He stammered.

"Wh-why are you..." You paled, beginning to feel a surge of panic sweep through you. The last time this happened....

"Hey, hey! It's okay." Steven said, quickly climbing to his feet to rush over to you. He rubbed your arms up and down as you pressed the heels of your palms to your eyes.

"Please don't be mad..." You say, biting back a soft sob.

"M... Mad?" He blinked, "Why on earth would I be mad at you? I'm the one who went through your things without permission!"

You look into his eyes; not picking up on a single hint of malice or mockery there, all you could see was... concern and sympathy?

"My--my B-Beanie Babies..." You blubber softly, looking over to the tote he'd been looking into.

"Y-yeah? What about them?" He asked, trying to follow your train of thought.

"My... My exes, they..." You sniffle. "They said they were stupid. That they were stupid little kid toys and as an adult I shouldn't have them..."

You swallow, "M-my ex boyfriend before you... He tried to throw them away because he said they were dumb... I've had most of them since I was little. I've taken good care of them, and..."

"Oh, love..." He breathed. "Did you think I'd have a problem with your collection? Is that why you're so scared?"

"I.... Yeah."

"Well, in case you haven't noticed... I have quite the collection myself." Steven giggled, looking around at his stacks of books, museum paraphernalia, bits and baubles... "Why would you think I'd have a problem with your Beanie Babies?"

"I... Everyone says they're a stupid hobby, that they're for kids--" You say hastily, as if trying to defend those that insulted something so precious to you. And that hurt him.

He leaned in and kissed your forehead affectionately, "Sweetheart, they're adorable. I didn't have Beanie Babies growing up. Mum was... Well. Things like that were for "girls"..."

"So you... Like them?" You ask hopefully.

"I love them!" He chirped cheerfully. "Why don't we get them out of that dreary old tote and put them on a special little shelf? Give them a view? Maybe they could overlook the fish tank!"

You sniffle again and nod, smiling gratefully as you wipe at your cheek. "Yeah... Yeah. We... We can do that?"

"Yep!" He kissed your cheek, "Because your Babies are my Babies... They're charming and cute... Now let's clear off a shelf for them!"

You watched, your heart squeezing so sweetly in your chest as he began to precariously climb atop his desk (and almost fell) to prepare the new place for your special collection.

Why did you ever think he'd make fun of you?

[the-s1lly-corner]

Kissing the female toons

My ear hurts, like the inside. Ouchie oooooooo owie owie owie anyways how yall liking the blot update

Notes: gn toon reader, can be either pre or post game, short and sweet, written on computer

CWs: none

BRIGHTNEY

she doesnt like pda all that much so kisses are only going to be shared when its just the two of you alone from everyone else- its not a shame thing its a privacy thing

brightney... actually isnt that much of a kisser honestly, shes more likely to hold your hand or give you a compliment- perhaps a gift. kissing simply isnt her thing it seems

but when she does kiss you she tends to aim for your forehead!

her light has a tendency to brighten when you smooch her

CONNIE

she 100% is going to be invisible and jumpscare you with a peck on your cheek every now and then... she doesnt do it all the time but she does it enough that youve caught on to the feeling of being watched when youre "alone"

also doesnt like kissing around others, they dont need to be in her business! but... shes not going to shut you down if you try to give her some quick loving in passing

she likes being kissed on the cheekbone- cheeks in general are nice but sometimes aiming higher hits different

FLUTTER

she has no mouth she cant give you kiss kiss :(

she does sometimes bump where it would be against you to make up for it- its nice but its not the same... and like her brother she highly doubts you want to try something with her proboscis

also has that soft felt fuzz on her body! sometimes it tickles when you learn in to kiss her head

GIGI

another "kissing doesnt really do much for them" toon, she just doesnt really get the appeal. like cool youre swapping spit- gross! yuck! she knows she has a tendency to take things but she has standards!

she thinks its funny you get flustered and red when she decides to surprise you with one... maybe kissing isnt so bad if youre going to be like this...

you never quite know when shes going to give you one or where. one day it could be a fast near non existent kiss on your cheek. another day it could be her tugging your shirt and kissing you quick before pretending like nothing happened

POPPY

shes like yatta but a lot less intense- shes not going to tackle you to give you a kiss but shes definitely going to speed up her walk just to give you some loving- and she doesnt care who sees! is it wrong to kiss your partner? no!

sometimes she tastes like pop though... youve really got to have a talk with her about how much soda she drinks, its worrying...

shes not easy to pop- if she were she wouldnt be here- but you try to be as careful with her as you can be even if she insists you can hold her face

SCRAPS

doesnt like kissing in front of others, she likes having her privacy- this goes for all pda thats not handholding honestly, she never much cared for showing off physical affection in front of others. she doesnt need to prove her love for you to everyone else- you already know she loves you

kissing her is a little weird anyway since shes... you know... a paper craft... paper and water usually dont really get along all that much and suuuuuuuuuuuuuure you dont actually have enough spit, but sometimes you leave a little wet spot and its awkward and she has to wait for it to dry before going out because people are going to ask and-

her hands are more forgiving since they're... not paper

TISHA

simple quick kisses are good enough for her... she doesnt like kissing you too often for two reasons- and neither are your fault! so please dont feel bad!

its like... sometimes if you do something too much sometimes it feels it can take away from the importance. thats how she sees it- she still does her best to make you feel loved but thats like... how she thinks. shes trying to work on it though! also sometimes she thinks too hard on the spit aspect. doesnt like it. yucky.

likes cheek kisses, though. giving and receiving!

TEAGAN

kiss her on the back of her hand and youre going to have a very happy teacup- bonus points if you do it as a greeting when you join them on one of their tea parties!

teagan likes kissing you on the cheek when you do something for her- youre too sweet and shes gotta let you know she appreciates your efforts!

definitely laughs softly into her boa if you never quite get used to her loving and get flustered.. its endearing!

YATTA

definitely has bitten you on accident on more than one occasion- she doesnt mean to hurt you... and honestly the bites themselves arent that bad, just some irritation but gooooooood she still feels bad.. funnily enough she will try to kiss it better

smells like candy and paper mache. a weird combination- if youre being honest she almost smells too sweet. like straight sugar and syrup... sometimes it can be hard to tough through the scent

not at all afraid to kiss you in the company of others. has sprinted towards you full speed to give you some loving while there were other toons nearby- nearly knocked you off your feet

[goatgoesmbe]

MASSIVE CONTENT WARNING: mentions of CSA, reader makes a joke about her past trauma to the 141 and they had no idea

The 141 being military men, making dark jokes about their near death experiences and suffering, they try to tease reader about her being a softie, since shes always been really sweet and soft and she always comforted people, so she seemed like the type to have had a happy childhood and she hits them with a joke about like idk "yeah, life has been fucking you guys, but I was fucked when I was nine" and they all look at the reader like D: and the reader giggles and is confused as to why nobody is laughing, they're all like "Oh no, my girl, my sweet girl, nothing bad should ever happen to my beloved girl... what the fuck, why didn't I know this"

Like yeah they're familiar with trauma and pain but when it's you... :( nooo :( why :(

Ngl i can relate about coping the same way

I feel like Ghost would laugh along tho, bro cope with his own trauma with joke

Gaz would be concerned

Soap is torn between laughing along because if that's how you cope he should also be supportive, but also concerned

Price said nothing and look at you like 👁️_👁️

[raitonsfw]

I always get so excited when a new account is made, I'm constantly on the hunt for sweet Nagito writing. Can I have sfw headcanons of Nagito with an s/o who loves baby-talking to him, and is into a little ageplay? (mommy dom). They're very verbally & physically affectionate and utterly love praising him (also love calling him pet names like precious, pretty, beautiful, baby boy, dove, angel, my hope, etc.). You can add nsfw hc if you want to, and as for gender, gender neutral (although, if you want a specific gender then female pls). Ofc, you don't have to write this if you don't want to. Thank you! 💗

synopsis: A requested variety piece of baby boy (sfw & nsfw) headcanons of Komaeda Nagito. 

warnings: (sfw); pet names, gift giving, compliments, pining, cuddling, a bit of insecurity regarding his talent. (nsfw); pet names, blowjob, begging, desperation, praising, mommy kink.

a/n: i do apologize, it’s not necessarily ageplay, except for the nsfw bit. i tried to incorporate it into the sfw section but my brain turned off on me haha. but i do hope you enjoy it nonetheless! i love writing his character sm, he’s literally my main hyperfixation character in danganronpa atm. wc: 1.2k. m.list

divider credit: @benkeibear & @firefly-graphics

𝚜𝚏𝚠

~ nagito’s absolutely obsessed with you, like he’ll bring you little gifts from the beach he found to give to you (like a penguin), and he’ll present them to you with a grin on his face waiting for you to accept the treasures (this time, a white conch shell) which you do with open palms, a soft praise dripping from the corners of your mouth, ‘it’s beautiful just like you’ or ‘it matches the rays of hope you speak of, my love’; he’s so lucky to have you.

~ sometimes he wonders how you were so well made for him, nothing seemed to phase you, as well as his talent which didn’t even come close to touching you, not even remotely smothering you with bad luck; it was like you were an angel sent for him from the depths of his hell. 

~ you never thought anything of it, just happy to finally have found someone that you could shower with affections and affirmations because God knows he needs that constantly, with his belittling self-esteem. 

~ you tend to watch over him in every way you can, because due to his luck cycles, he can get hurt from the slightest thing, like that time he tripped over a rock and scraped his knee or that other time when you yanked a little too hard on his precious hair as you brushed it out for him, cooing a tiny ‘sorry, my little dove, it won’t happen again’ into his ear as you soothed his pain, and he’d grin up at you in thanks with that aloof smile you fell in love with.

~ he was your baby boy, you couldn’t bear to be away from him for too long, just like him who would sulk around whenever he wasn’t with you, wanting nothing more than to be held by you– cuddled in your embrace with a blanket wrapped around the both of you. 

~ he wanted nothing but your doting kisses upon his flushed cheeks, wanted nothing but your sweet muses whispered into his ear, telling him that he’s enough, wanted nothing but you next to him, always and forever. 

“Nagito love, you’re doing just fine.” 

“I don’t feel like I am.” 

You kissed the top of his forehead, letting his head fall more into your chest and he pouted up at you, promptly asking for a kiss, which of course you obliged happily. “My darling, don’t think too much about it.” 

He huffed into your shoulder, burying his face there. You threaded your fingers into his hair, playing with the tangles that intertwined the locks and you hummed to yourself as you felt him relax underneath your touch. He loved your touch, the stress seemed to melt away from the crevices of his mind whenever you were around him, taking care of him with a soft expression on your face. 

“I’m here for you always, you’re my hope after all.” You reminded him, your voice firm with affection. The viscosity of the word had flown in all directions as he talked about it for hours on end. It was so enchanting to you and you delivered it back to him on multiple occasions, my hope. The first time you said it to him, he nearly bawled from how delighted he was to be called something so jovial.

“Will you still be here when my luck falters?” He asked with a curious tone, looking back up at you and you captured him into an endearing kiss. He returned it, holding onto your waist in a tight embrace. You traced imprints into his skin, tiny hearts and squiggles drew from your fingertips and he welcomed it with contentment. 

“Always and forever.”

𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠

~ when he’s not being doted upon in the midst of public, it’s brought to the bedroom, the intimacy still holding strong when you make him lay on the bed with the quiet phrase, ‘on your back for me pretty’ and he has to try so hard not to get too excited, but the poor thing’s harder than you could ever imagine. 

~ ‘mommy’ll rid your clothes, okay? No need to do anything yourself, gonna take good care of you.’

~ nagito’s whole demeanor breaks, like he basically short circuits as you slide off his clothes with nimble hands, nothing but the cool air hitting his skin and the utter warmth of your breath sinking down onto him. he’s resting by the near edge of the bed now, his knees pressed up against your cheeks as you take good care of him, whilst whiney ‘mommy’s’ are flowing from his mouth, the only time he ever really gasps for breath. 

~ he’s also fond of your appraisal in bed, perhaps even more than you think. he’ll beg for the way your fingers wrap around him all to hear ‘such a good boy’ when he moans out in hazed pleasure, seeking more and more with every desperate thrust into your hand. 

~ when he cums, it’s quick, he always cums so fast when he’s with you, like its too much for him to take, but you always coax him through it, the intimacy pouring from you lets him know that you enjoy this too, enjoy watching him fall apart, enjoy being his caretaker in the darkest of nights and the brightest of days, enjoy being his mommy praising the angel that he is-

~ and you sometimes have to calm him down, from the sheer intensity of his excitement, he tends to behave more like an insolent child who wants more candy. he’d plead for you to kiss him, touch him all over, praise him, need him, need him more than anything else, and you’d do everything he asked of you; because he’s your baby boy and how could you ever say no? 

His thighs pressed into your cheeks as he grinded into your mouth unintentionally, the warmth getting to him. Nagito just couldn’t stop moving and you huffed out a bit from your nostrils, pulling away from his cock that had been nestled deep. 

“Baby boy, please stop moving for me.” You asked politely, rubbing his outer thigh with a free hand. You rested the other against his waist, rubbing circles in order to soothe him as he twitched against you. “You’re doing so well for me, but you have to stop squirming.” 

“M’ sorry.” The words came out of his mouth quicker than you expected, flowing with desperation and apologeticness. “I’ll be good, I promise.” 

You took him back in your mouth and his fingers clutched the loose strands of your hair, pulling with fervor. You moaned around him and he bucked up in the heat of your mouth again, a quiet whine hitching in the back of his throat. You pulled off slightly, but as you did, you heard Nagito plea and his hands trembled in your hair. 

“Please, no! I’ll be good, don’t stop please, please-” He panted out, pushing your head down slightly and you pinched his thigh with a wistful groan. “I’m so close, please mommy…”

How could you say no when he was so close, so far gone, you surely could give him what he begged for, couldn’t you? You sank further your mouth onto his cock, tongue lapping at the base and he came instantly, a string of whimpers flying from his mouth.

You couldn’t praise him then but when he came down from his high, you were sure to shower him with love with ‘such a good boy for me’ spilling from your lips as you wiped off his cum from them. 

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The dark side of a hero

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Chapter 4

Inko

21 years ago

She has gradually changed her mind about Katsuki; sure, he always tries to hide Izuku whenever Inko goes to the Bakugos to pick him up after a sleepover, hoping the woman forgets about her son and doesn't take him back, but he hasn't done anything concerning around her little green bean.

However, even though she understands that's the behavior of a child, she still doesn't find endearing at all when Mitsuki sends her pictures of Katsuki completely wrapped around Izuku even in his sleep.

I can't move him when he's with Izuku, it's like he doesn't want to let your kid go.

Inko sends a smiling emoji back, even though she's not that happy with the situation.

Despite that, she can recognize that Katsuki is not a bad kid at all; after everyone in their classroom found out Izuku was quirkless, the little explosive boy was ready to defend him against the whole class, and he kept hanging out with Inko's heartbroken son like nothing had happened.

Now they're inseparable. Izuku still loves heroes and knows a lot about them and their quirks, but he doesn't mind trying something else in the future. He's still too young to decide what he'll do with his life, but at least he's more kind to himself.

Her little one has told her many times that Katsuki has promised to become the number one pro hero for the both of them. They even talk about Katsuki's future agency; the blond boy assures Izuku he'll get him a job there.

That promise makes Izuku happier and Inko silently thanks the Bakugos' kid for that.

And just when she thinks she can forget about her bad feeling, Izuku comes back with a mark of teeth on his left cheek.

"What happened, Izuku?" Inko kneels in front of him, worriedly checking the mark.

When the little boy touches his cheek, he smiles.

"It's okay, Mom!" Sweet Izuku chuckles. "It doesn't hurt. Kacchan was very gentle."

"But why did he bite you?" Inko asks, trying not to narrow her eyes too much in front of the little one. She wonders if she should call Mitsuki and tell her about her son's inappropriate behavior.

"He says that way the others will know I'm his," Izuku mumbles calmly, taking his shoes off, like it's completely normal.

Inko takes a deep breath, telling herself Katsuki is just a kid, a five-year-old boy who doesn't know any better. And yet, it worries her that her son's best friend is behaving way too possessive for his age.

"That's not right, Izuku. People are not things, they don't belong to other people," Inko says gently, trying to explain the situation to her child. "Please tell him not to do that again."

"Oh, alright," he nods, like the good boy he's always been. She smiles back and presses a soft kiss on his forehead.

If Katsuki doesn't stop, she'll talk to his parents, but Inko already knows he will, because even though he's quite stubborn and aggressive to other kids, he doesn't seem to want to upset Izuku.

She knows he'll listen to him.

The next day, when Izuku comes back without scratches, but a very distinctive plastic bracelet that says "Kacchan" Inko looks up at the ceiling to calm herself down. Well, at least it's not a bite, and she's sure that Katsuki will get over his fixation with her son like kids get over old toys.

Then, a few weeks later, something happens.

She rushes to the principal's office; good thing that her employer has always been kind to her and lets her leave whenever there's an emergency.

The secretary opens the door for her, not bothering to answer any of her questions. The principal didn't give her any details over the phone so she let her anxiety run wild and was already imagining Izuku seriously injured.

But then she sees him inside, perfectly fine.

"Mom!" He's a bit upset, but otherwise okay.

Only after she's completely sure Izuku is not hurt, she notices the other kid with bandages around his hand, looking a bit scared as his father keeps glaring at the Bakugos.

Then there's Katsuki, ignoring his mother's harsh words and staring at Izuku like he's absolutely devastated.

That's when Inko notices that her son is frowning at his best friend. He's mad at him.

"What happened?" Inko asks, feeling completely lost.

"One of the teachers saw Katsuki hurt Daisuke with a sharp pencil." The principal explains calmly, looking from the sobbing kid to the blond boy.

"But why is my Izuku here?" Inko presses, even more worried now. No, her son will never hurt another child.

"He was involved in the incident."

Before she can ask even more questions, Mitsuki starts scolding her son again, hitting him on the back of his head once.

"He took Izuku's hand!" Katsuki hisses, still glaring at the other kid.

"That's not a reason to hit another kid, brat!"

"But Izuku is mine!"

The principal rolls her eyes, probably thinking that's just a normal behavior among kids like the other adults in the room do, except for Inko. She seems to be the only one who thinks that Katsuki's behavior is rather concerning.

"That wasn't nice, Kacchan!" Izuku frowns at the blond boy before turning around to check on Daisuke.

That seems to be more effective than Mitsuki's scolding, because Katsuki stops yelling and watches, almost devastated, as Izuku moves closer to another kid that's not him.

If he hadn't hurt someone else, Inko would have felt sorry for him.

Katsuki's eyes fill with tears.

"See?" Mitsuki tells the other parent. "He regrets it."

Inko watches as her husband shakes his head behind the blond woman; Masaru seems to realize that his son is not upset because of what he did.

He just doesn't want Izuku to be mad at him.

"I'm sorry," Katsuki mumbles, tearing up, shocking his own parents in the process.

Even Daisuke's father looks pleased now, probably thinking that the kid's words are directed to his own son.

It's not only him, but everyone in the room who thinks Katsuki is apologizing to the other boy, but now that Inko has learned to read the signs, she can't be fooled. Katsuki is only apologizing to Izuku.

And he gets exactly what he wants, because her kindhearted son turns around to smile at him again.

"It's okay, Kacchan. Everyone deserves a second chance."

Katsuki nods, eyes glimmering with hope before he manages to escape from his mother's grip and walk towards Izuku before puling him into his arms.

He looks like he doesn't want to let go of Inko's son, but he eventually does, smiling back at the boy with pretty freckles.

After that, the principal decides Katsuki deserves a suspension; it's only a few days, but it seems like it doesn't affect the boy in the slightest.

At least until he realizes the complete extent of his punishment.

His expression turns devastated after he realizes no school means no more Izuku because his mother also grounded him and the little green bean is not allowed to visit him.

Perhaps that'll make him understand that it's not okay to hurt other people.

However, instead of walking out relieved, like the other parents do, Inko leaves even more worried.

But what can she possibly do about this?

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Jealousy

Imogen Cardulo x fem!reader

Summary: You get jealous when Imogen and Garrick are spending more time together. Imogen later finds you and you finally discuss what has been happening between the two of you

Warnings/tags: Angst? I guess? Mainly fluff. Reader is down bad for this woman (just like me fr). Technically no indication of reader's gender besides the slight implication that they're not a man, however, they are a woman in my head. No use of pronouns though!

Word Count: 1.9k

A/N: I have been trying to write an Imogen fic for like an entire week and I finally did something I liked. Happy birthday to me, Imogen Cardulo is gay 🥳. Hope y'all like it because I was praying for this woman to be a raging lesbian the second we met her in Fourth Wing (and was obviously very disappointed).

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Ridoc swung out, and you quickly dodged his strike, pushing his arm outward before lunging for his waist. The boy let out a laugh as you attempted to bring him to the ground. His core was stronger than yours—as you could tell by his sculpted abs, but you hadn't exactly thought that through. He dug his elbow into your side, causing you to hiss before shoving him away from you. Another laugh escaped his lips in response. He was playing with you.

"You're not gonna be able to take someone bigger than you down like that. Try something else." He raised a brow as he took on his stance again. 

You'd known that, you had done plenty of sparring sessions with cadets larger than you—men larger than you. But you had been distracted and made the mistake of acting on impulse, and it annoyed you that a first year was correcting you. You muttered a vulgar response, shaking off the ache in your side before raising your fists to frame your face.

The two of you danced around one another, both attempting strikes, but both managed to dodge all of them. Neither of you were trying to hurt the other; it was a simple training session. You were okay with dancing around the mat for now, but eventually, someone would have to make a move for the win.

As Ridoc readied a swing for your jaw, you heard an all-too-familiar laugh from across the gym. Your head snapped in the direction of the beautiful sound, your focus now locked on the pink-haired girl talking to Garrick with a smirk. That same smirk was on his lips. Before the jealousy could arise, you felt a fist connect with your jaw. You hissed in pain, and before you knew it, your legs were swept out from under you, and Ridoc had you pinned to the mat. You let out a huff of annoyance as your gaze found him again, a triumphant grin playing on his lips.

"If a pretty man distracts you that much, then I hate to break it to you, sweets, but you're not gonna make it in this quadrant." His tone was teasing, and a soft chuckle escaped his lips. Pretty man? You furrowed your brows for a moment. 

OH! He thought you were staring at Garrick. The idea almost caused you to let out a laugh, but you managed to school your features and gave him a glare. Ridoc laughed in response before standing and holding a hand out to help you up. You took it, allowing him to tug you to your feet. 

You spared another glance in Imogen's direction, but she was deep in conversation with Garrick and Bodhi. Had those stolen moments meant nothing to her? You were well aware of her previous—or current?—crush on Garrick. It hadn't bothered you until now. But seeing them together, looking at each other like that, sent something green and disgusting coursing through your veins. The two of you had only kissed, and yet you couldn't shake the feeling from your body.

Imogen's eyes locked with yours and she gave a small smile. You didn't return it as you gathered your things and made your way to exit the sparring gym.

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You sat on your bed, attempting to focus on the books sprawled across it. You had been studying for an hour, if you could call staring at the pages studying. It was impossible to focus when your mind was elsewhere.

Her laugh echoed through your mind, then that smile flashed, and the look she gave Garrick. You refused to admit to yourself that you were jealous of Garrick Tavis, but it was evident nonetheless. 

A knock sounded at the door.

Your brow furrowed, and your head shot up at the sound, coming out of your trance. You hadn't been expecting anyone, and your study sessions were typically only interrupted by emergencies. What could have possibly happened now?

Setting the book in your hands on the bedside table, you stood from the bed and strode over to the door. Opening it, you revealed the pink-haired-pale-green-eyed girl that you couldn't get out of your head. 

"Hey, Ims." A small smile spread to your lips. "I wasn't expecting you." You reached out a hand and she took it, a spark spreading from your fingertips to the rest of your body before you gently pulled her through your warded doorway.

"I haven't seen you much today… wanted to make sure you were okay." Imogen's gaze fell on the books scattered across your bed. "Studying?" She raised a brow as she glanced back up at you.

You let out a soft hum in response. "Trying to." You let out a sigh, plopping onto the foot of your bed. You could feel her green eyes tracking your movements.

Imogen claimed the seat beside your desk like usual, leaning back in it. She'd been in your room countless times, and countless times you had to ignore the path that your thoughts wanted to stumble down oh so badly. The two of you had never taken it that far, and after today, you doubted you ever would.

"Are you okay?" Her tone was soft, something most people didn't hear from her. She was often intense and intimidating to others. You hardly viewed her that way anymore.

"Yes, I'm okay." You gave her a nod, hoping she wouldn't see through the facade. She had the excellent skill of being able to read people—sometimes even better than Xaden. You suppose that was who she'd learned it from.

The other girl raised a brow, likely debating whether or not to pry. On one hand, she knew you'd open up to her when you were ready. On the other, she wanted to make sure you were okay. It wasn't often that she cared so deeply about somebody.

"I could use some help studying. I could help you as well." She nodded toward the books on your bed. 

"Why don't you ask Garrick? He seems to be your go-to now." You'd said it before you could stop yourself—before you could give it a second thought. You watched as both her eyebrows shot up momentarily, and you knew then that you'd given yourself away.

"Jealous, are we?" Her tone was teasing, but a hint of curiosity shone in her eyes.

You looked away from her. Of course you were jealous. How could you not have been? One second, the two of you were lounging in one of your rooms, talking about your deepest, darkest secrets and exchanging kisses as if they were secrets themselves; the next, she was giggling and giving Garrick—of all people—that look.

"Nothing is happening with Garrick." Imogen shook her head, her voice much softer now. It was the tone she often used when comforting you—the tone that let you know she wouldn't judge you.

You raised a brow, your gaze falling on her once again. You knew she had a crush on him since the beginning of time; how could nothing be happening between them? You always figured that, eventually, he'd finally confess to being in love with her, and she'd drop everything and run into his arms. When you didn't say anything in response, Imogen took the opportunity to continue explaining herself.

"For one, he's not interested. He's had a thing with someone else for a while now, and for once, Garrick seems to be serious about them." A small laugh escaped the girl's lips, and you allowed a soft scoff of amusement to escape yours as well. "And two, there's only one person I'm interested in." She stood from the chair and sauntered toward you, eventually stopping just before she touched your knees, and she moved her hand to tilt your chin toward her with her index finger. "And it's definitely not him."

Your brows knit together in confusion. How could you have read it so wrong? What had you missed? How many signs had there been? When had she fully given up on—

"Stop overthinking." Her voice was even softer now, almost a whisper. "I want you. I was going to tell you, but I couldn't find the time. I want you and only you, and gods, does it terrify me." Your face softened as your gaze took her in—those beautiful eyes, the small scars that decorated her face. A pink tinge had found its way onto the girl's cheeks, which was something you'd yet to see from her.

"I want you too." Your voice came out quieter than you'd expected, like you couldn't believe you were admitting it. You had only admitted it to yourself a few times but never to anyone else.

A grin spread across Imogen's face as she gently cupped her hands around your jaw, studying you as if she didn't already know the majority of your secrets—as if she wanted to know more. 

Before anything else could be said, her lips were pressed against yours. You melted against her, a soft hum falling from your mouth and into hers as your hands found purchase on her hips. 

A soft sound of pleasure fell from your lips when her tongue slid between them, beginning to caress your own. Imogen kept one hand against your jaw, moving to bury the other in your hair as the two of you fought for dominance for what felt like an eternity. Sparks—no, fireworks—were igniting in your stomach, only encouraging you to tug her closer. A soft laugh fell from her lips in response. 

When Imogen pulled away, you let out a soft whine of protest. It was as if the greatest feeling in the world had been snatched from you. You'd give anything to have it back. 

"I know," She mumbled quietly, resting her forehead against yours. She took in a long, slow breath, giving you the sense that you should prepare yourself for whatever would be said next. "Xaden wants me on the supply drop tonight, I can't stay."

You groaned, tilting your head back in slight annoyance. Of course Xaden Riorson would ruin this night for you. The other girl let out a soft hum in reply,  tucking your hair behind your ear. 

"I'll be back before you know it." She pressed another kiss to your lips, less intense this time. "And then we can pick up where we left off." A smug grin formed on her face as she scanned your face for a reaction. Your cheeks heated, no doubt turning pink, but you didn't bother to hide it as you nodded in agreement. 

"If you die, Riorson will be moved to the top of my kill list," You deadpanned.

Imogen's eyebrows shot up as amusement washed over her features. "I'll be sure to tell him you said that." She pecked your lips once more before backing away. "I should go before I convince myself that Xaden's wrath is worth staying behind for." She let out a soft chuckle.

"You can wake me when you get back," You said softly. You'd meant it. You had told her similar things before, but she never took the offer. Maybe this time would be different. 

She nodded, but you couldn't tell if it was in genuine agreement. You hoped it was. Before you could convince her—or she could convince herself—to stay, she quietly opened the door and stepped out, giving a soft smile as she shut the door. 

You let out a sigh as you fell back on your bed, bouncing slightly from the impact. You were so fucked.

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pspspspsps may i have a scenario where the boys receive a kiss from their crush thamks

- bestie anon

You got it, Bestie! o7 :D

Prepare for massive pining.

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Time

Time was having a hard time coming to grips with himself.

He would watch you from afar. Making sure that you were well taken care of and that all your needs were met. He didn't want to admit that he may have given you special treatment compare to the others but it was something that he didn't how to properly control.

The worse part of it was that he was beginning to suspect that you knew and were thus preparing to use it to your advantage.

"Time." You called to him as a warning before you latched onto his arm. 'I have a request."

Time looks to you, unaware of the soft look he gives you. "What is it?"

You don't miss it either, subconsciously matching it with your own. "I wanted to take a few of the boys down to the river to teach them some tricks of the trade that my father showed me. You're the head of group so I wanted to pass it by you. Is that ok?"

His heart flutters, betraying him over the severity of your questions. But it's light and there's little that needs to be done in the immediate. He sees no problem with it. Besides, how long would it take you to get there and come back? A few hours? The whole day? Either way, it's unlike you stay away past sun down.

"Sure. Thank you for taking it into consideration." He smiles. Although, it's not as if he's their father. They're free to do whatever they wanted for the most part. But it's nice that you thought about him.

You grin and pat his shoulder. "Any time. I suppose you'd like everyone to return before nightfall?"

Time clears his throat for a moment. Yes, that was exactly what he was thinking. How did you know?

With a small nod, he meets you head on. "If possible."

You nod back and lean in to kiss his cheek. "Then we'll be back before dinner."

You turn on your heel, as if nothing has happened and start gather a few of the younger members to take them on the short trip.

Time however can feel the very well crafted and fortified walls of his psyche crack slightly. Admittedly, he was caught off guard. But there was something in such a simple moment that only endeared you more to him.

It was so sweet. You did it so quickly. Were you even aware? Was that planned?

The moment replays in his head and he's forced to cover his face. He's a grown man- surely he would be past this level of fluster and tame the butterflies that tickle the inside of his torso.

His hand comes up and covers his mouth, slowly inching up to cover the rest of his face. That was cute. You're cute. And nice. And pretty. And delightful. And he's doomed.

Hopefully no else saw that.

Twilight

Twilight was almost certain that he was in love with you. Call him dramatic or exaggerating- but he was about 87% certain that he knew this feeling and that it was going to lead him down a very familiar path.

Part of him wanted to nip it in the bud and cut it off before it became anything larger than he knew he was capable of handling. The other part of him threw a fit at the thought of doing that.

He wants to be by your side and make you smile and laugh and make you pretty things and make sure that you're happy and- and- and-

"Hi Twilight." You hopped right next to him with your hand behind your back. "You seem deep in thought again. Care to share?"

Twilight clears his throat, ignoring the way he wants to blush at being caught. Even fi you have no idea what he was thinking about. "Nothing too bad. Just some things about our next steps. Sorry if I worried you."

You hummed and grabbed his arm, leaning on his without a care in the world. "Apology accepted. Here I thought that you had some dark secret or something that was eating you alive and would inadvertently change your life forever whether you kept it to yourself or told others."

Twilight chokes on his own spit. That's one way to say it.

"It can't be that bad." He tries to brush it off. "I was a little lost in thought, that's all."

"Hm..." You don't seem to believe him. "Alright. Keep your secrets, Mr. Man."

You lean over, kissing the corner of his mouth. "Just don't get too lost in thought anytime soon. Wild is about done with lunch. That's what I wanted to tell you. Anyway- that's all!"

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute- Twilight tries to reach for you but you dance out of his range. What was that about?

You don't seem to want to acknowledge it but Twilight knows that it's going to be around in his head if he doesn't get any answers!

You laugh under your breath but he hears it. Something clicks in his mind to catch you. To get you to explain yourself. But also- something in him just wants to run.

So he starts to do so but you seem to catch on to what he's doing and also take off running. You take a turn away from the camp, trying to lose him in the surrounding thicket.

It excites him and he pushes himself faster to catch you.

Come back here!

Wild

Wild was watching you play a card game with Warrior and Legend, keeping them close to your chest as you looked at your opponent with a mischievous gleam in your eye.

Twilight snickers beside him. "They're going to notice."

"No they won't."

"Yes they will."

Wild rolls his eyes, turning to the other hero to face him head on. "No, they're not going to notice me. I am stealth and secrecy. I am invisible-"

"Wild, do you want to play with us?" You shout, still keeping your cards close even as you wave to him. "This game is really easy to learn if you're interested."

Wild chokes on his own spit as he looks back to you. This could be a chance to get close to you. Physically anyway. He can keep himself in check as he plays a simple game. You don't have to know how much he's been fantasizing about holding your hand or playing with your hair.

"Um..."

Twilight starts snickering a little louder, albeit trying to keep himself quiet. He's fails. But Wild wants to keep in mind that at least he's trying.

"Maybe!" Wild stands, decided to take the chance. "What do I have to do?"

"He can't join yet." Warrior points out. "Not until the match is over. It's too late to deal him in."

"Oh..." Wild tries to not sound too disappointed. "Next round then."

Legend is too focused on the game to comment but he plays down another card, only for you to cheer and place a different one. Legend curses as you take a small pile of acorns in the middle that they had piling up.

"One more and they win, Vet." Warrior hisses.

"I know! Don't remind me!"

You laugh and give a small wink to Wild. "Let me wipe the floor with these two first."

Wild can only smile. "I hope you win."

You grin, hopping up to give him a quick kiss to his cheek. He gasps but you seem none the wiser. "I'll take that as my good luck charm! I'm winning this!"

He coughs again, feeling himself grow a little hot under the collar. "As long as it's painless!"

"Naturally."

Warrior places down another card, which Legend seem to take advantage of- but you cheer again and win the game.

"Woo hoo! Let's go again. Thank you Wild!"

"Champion, help us." Warrior groans. "This is the third game in a row."

Wild sits down next to you, struggling to keep his composure. "SuRe. How do I play?"

Four

Four was going to lose his mind.

Here you were, helping him with fixing his tunic, and being incredibly close to his body, while also marginally whispering in his ear through the entire process.

It was maddening.

Four was trying his hardest to keep a straight face as you worked. What had happened was that he was working on sharpening your sword, as a request when you had tried to sit next to him and sliced the embroidery on his tunic.

He thought you were going to start crying with how apologetic you sounded. Between mentioned that he was doing you a favor to ruining something that had taken a lot of time, you had offered to fix it for him in return.

He didn't expect you to run off and come back with a small sewing kit and get to work right then and there.

"Again- I'm so sorry-"

"I know. You've said that ten times already." Four snorts, moving his arm out of the way so that you could reach it better. He doesn't expect you to lean closer, borderline putting your face against his chest as you work with the flayed threads.

Four can feel his cheeks start to burn and he has to look away. He's glad you're not in a position to see him at the moment. He's not sure if he would be able to handle himself in what would be considered the correct and polite way.

He coughs once and slowly moves his arm over your head. "It's not as bad you think it is. It's made in a way where it's easy to fix. It's not the first time this has happened."

"Really?" You seem to calm down. "What happened the first time?"

"I was wearing in the forge because I had a few orders backed up." four admits with a small laugh. Stay cool. Don't worry about your proximity. He's fine. He's totally fine. "I managed to get most of my work down, but at the cost of the treads. The designed has changed after some time."

"Oh thank god." You give a little bow with your head. "Because I had no idea what it looked like so I just planned on winging it and hoping that you didn't notice."

Four laughs and shakes his head. "I mean... I probably would. But knowing you did it would just make it more special."

"Really?" You snap your head up and you're nose to nose with him. "Ah- Sorry."

You pull back, before something comes over you. "Oh, what the hell!"

You kiss his the tip of his nose and grin. "In that case, I have to make this extra special then! Just you wait, Link! It's going to look... mediocre. But with feeling!"

Four has completely checked out at this point, feeling his blush finally push past his defenses.

"I'm glad you're ok with this. I still feel really bad."

"...I think I owe you now."

"What?"

"Nothing!"

Legend

He knew he was doomed before anyone else did.

It was a quiet thing at first. It usually is. It was just a little look here, a short conversation there and a giggle and a blush the next minute then a blinding smile the next.

Legend knew his patterns better than anyone would have been able to guess. He knew the route he was on. And he a afraid of going any further down the familiar road.

"Good morning, Legend!" You raised your hand in greeting.

Legend ruffled his hair, shoving his hat over his head. With a yawn, he waves back, ignoring the giddy way he feels knowing that you've called out to him specifically. "Good morning."

"Sit next to me! Breakfast is almost ready!"

He nods, making his way over to the log by the fire. He sits and tries to rub the sleep out of his eyes. "What's on the menu?"

"Eggs and bacon." Wild answers easily.

"I've never had bacon." You say absentmindedly. "So I hope it's good."

Wild looks up for a moment before he looks back down into the pan. "These have to be the best bacon I've ever made."

Legend snorts. "It's bacon. That's pretty hard to mess up."

"What do you usually have for breakfast, Legend?" You bump your shoulder with his. "Bacon and eggs."

Legend yawns again, shaking his head. "Just some bread and cheese usually. Nothing fancy."

You nod and rest your head on his shoulder. "I would always have a bowl of oatmeal...but I guess that's a bit harder to find while you're traveling than the rest of it, huh?"

"A bit." Legend rests his head on yours. This is ok, right? If you did it first, then it should be fine. It's safe, platonic, good. It's nice. It's doesn't have to be anything else.

You sigh before you lift yourself off of his, giving a quick kiss to his cheek. "I suppose it's just as good as everything else."

Legend's brain stops working. His eyes widen and all thoughts cease.

Wild had missed it thankfully, but the captain was already awake, along with the Rancher and the Old Man. They all send him knowing looks and smirking smiles.

Legend coughs. Where did that come from? Why did you do that? Why was that so cute?

It was the final nail on the coffin. Legend finds that he's fully embarrassed and unable to keep his head up, even while you're right next to him.

You laugh at his reaction, pulling away slightly. He stops you from getting too far despite his better judgement. You snort. "Too much?"

"The day just started." Warrior snorts. "Go easy on him."

You nod, still smiling. "Alright then. I will. Sorry Legend."

"It's fINe."

More giggles follow, and Legend realizes that he doesn't actually care that much. It's such a lovely sound.

Hyrule

Hyrule didn't know just how soft the world could be, not until he met you. It was hard to explain. One moment it was life or death and the next is was tender touches, feather light whispers and stolen glances.

His heart fluttered at the thought of being by your side. He gets nervous and shy but happy and playful. It was strange to feel a mix of everything soft but good and light.

His life was always full of intensity whether he wanted to acknowledge it or not. He was always on the move and everything was big and bright and bold. Suddenly, when he's next to you, it all comes to a stop and it's quiet. It's sweet and lovely and new and just as exciting as everything else.

"You ok?" You asked him out of the blue. You bumped your hips against his and it's enough for him to struggle to meet your eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Hyrule laughs nervously, ruffling his hair for good measure. He hopes that he doesn't seem too strange or weird. He just wants to have a good time with you today as you all make your way to the town. "Sorry, I'm just thinking about some stuff."

"Must be pretty serious." You nod, putting your hands behind your back. "It has nothing to do with me, does it?"

You're being cheeky but it's closer to the truth than Hyrule wants to admit. He coughs, hitting himself in the chest a few times for good measure. "You'll never know."

"That's a yes." You laugh. "What's it about? I'm not annoying you, am I?"

"Of course not!" He snaps to you, horrified about the implications. "I love hanging out with you! I would never think that!"

You snort, beginning to pink up a little. It's a lovely shade on you, Hyrule realizes. And they way you giggle, hiding your smile behind your hand simply makes it a sweeter image in his mind. "Rulie, I was kidding."

His mind comes to a screeching halt.

"...Oh." Hyrule can feel his face pink up a little as well. Perhaps he came on a little too strong. "Right...I knew that."

You giggle even louder and pat him on the head before you toss your arms around his shoulders. "You're a sweetheart, Traveler. May you never change."

You then give him a big kiss on his cheek, poking it for good measure as you tease. "You're too good for this world. I might just have to take you home with me."

He gulps, biting his lip in an attempt to keep his cool. "CoOl."

He loses it.

With his voice crack, he gives up completely and hides his face behind his own hands. You seem to find it more amusing, laughing louder at his expense.

"Don't worry, Link. I love hanging out with you too."

"...AwesOme."

Bury him, this is embarrassing. He thought he was better than this... At least you seem to be having a good time.

Warrior

Warrior was about to have a crisis.

Why were you so alluring? How can someone do everything so perfectly? How is it that he makes himself look like an idiot when he so much as opens his mouth when he talks to you?

Warrior knew that this was a dangerous road he was on.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, he tries to keep the idea that he's being watched, either by Lana or by Cia. He can't afford to step out of his place. To be close to you would just put a new target on your back.

Granted, he knows that she's changed... supposedly. He has no reason to trust that Cia would be able to control herself if she couldn't do it the first time around- Ganondorf or no Ganondorf.

And here he was, spending more time trying to impress you and get your attention that he knew it was worth.

"Found a new target, lover boy?" Twilight knocks the side of his head, sitting down by his side. "You know you can ask for a painting of them. It would last longer."

"Shut up." Warrior punches him. "Don't make it weird. They're just... very nice to look at."

"Uh-huh."

"Don't say a word-"

"Hey!" Twilight calls out to you, getting your attention. You wave back and jog over.

"What's up?" You put your hands on your hips. Warrior can't believe this. He so needs to get back at Twilight for this. This is just cruel.

"The Captain and I need a third person opinion." Twilight explains naturally. Warrior has no idea where he's going with this. "Would it be better or worse if we were to compliment you on your hair today?"

You snort and raise an eyebrow. "I beg your pardon?"

"You're pardoned." Twilight smirks. "Warrior wasn't so sure if he should say something but I'm under the idea that he should."

Warrior coughs. Is he being helped or dragged alive? He's lost full control of the situation. What is he supposed to do?"

"Aww!" You grin and lean down to kiss his cheek. "Thank you very much, Captain. Just say so next time."

He makes a choked sound before he nods. He's surely blushing. You're little snicker is all the confirmation he needs.

Twilight gives a lazy salute. "Thank you for clearing that up Darlin'."

"Any time."

Warrior turns to Twilight as you walk away. The Rancher has the most face splitting grin he's ever. "You're welcome."

"You're horrible."

"I believe a thank you is in order."

"....No..."

"Alright."

Sky

You were so pretty, Sky sighed into his hand. And so sweet and sassy. It excited him. It caught his attention in more ways than he thought possible. He wanted to know everything you had to say. He wanted you to be happy and he wanted you to be safe.

He wanted to be your friend and he wanted you to like him so bad.

Sky knew that he was a romantic at heart and he knew (at least in some degree) that he was slowly crushing on you.

Not that he had any chance with you. He wouldn't dare be that hopeful. You seemed to get along better with Legend and Four than with him and he was ok with that.

He'd just admire you from a distance.

At least that's what he told himself.

"Hey." He approached you one day. He noticed that you had done something different with your hair and well... no one else commented on it. That's what people like, right? They change something up and get a compliment on it and it's nice, right? He's not overstepping some unspoken rule, right? There's no way he can overthink a simple compliment, right?

You turn to him, all smiles and oblivious to his internal turmoil. "Hey Sky! Good morning!"

He can feel himself flushing. Why is he already embarrassed? He didn't even say anything yet! He can't jump ship now!

"Good morning." He replies back, losing some of his bravado. He shouldn't say it. Oh, but he already has your attention. You're going to ask him if he needs anything. You're going to ask why he called out to them. You're going to ask him what's on his mind and he's going to have nothing to say to any your questions.

"What's up?" You pull some of your hair back and Sky's heart flutters with the movement.

"You changed your hair today." He admits softly. He anticipated your question yet it still managed to catch him off guard. There was no way for him to even remotely change the pathways in his head. He might as well be honest. "I thought that it looked really nice. I wanted to tell you that."

You blink before beaming.

He's aback by your reaction, but at least you seem happy.

"Oh Sky! You're a sweet heart!" You cry, leaning over. You kiss his cheek faster than he can react and poke his nose. "Thank you! I'm really happy with how it came out. I have to go help Time with something real quick, but I'll talk to you later, ok?"

Sky nods, not trusting his tongue.

"Thank you, Sky!" You call out as you walk away.

Sky takes a shaky breath. He didn't anticipate that reaction. His mind betrays him as it replays the soft touch of your lips against his skin. His hands come to cover his face as he falls into a squat.

That was cute. He's doomed.

Wind (Reader is same age as Wind)

Wind was hiding behind a rock, watching as you fluttered around the camp. You'd spend a little time between each guy, watch what he was doing, ask a few questions about it, then move on the next one.

They all seemed to give you a little bit of time to tell you about themselves, their hobbies, they're hopes, their passions and maybe, if you smiled sweetly enough, they would tell a little story as well.

It was driving Wind crazy.

It was taking too long! Each guy was getting their turn but never once looked around for him! He was cool! He had stories! He could make stuff too!

He huffed and tossed himself on the side of the rock, sliding down his hiding spot with his arms crossed. Some guys seemed to be annoyed when you talked to them, but he wouldn't dare treat you that way. They should feel honored to have your attention.

You were so special. You were wonderful. Incredible. Breath taking.

Wind jumps and pulls his arm away from the rock. He had gotten cut. Great, another disappointment. Wind pokes it, watching as little beads of crimson blink up at him as he shifts. "Ow."

"Are you finally going to come out, scardy cat?" You teased popping your head around the rock.

Wind jumped again, hiding his arm against his side. He says your name, because it's the only thing he can think to do. "H-hi!"

"I've been watching you." You continue to tease. "Just like you've been watching me! What are you doing over here anyway?"

"Um. I...Was..." Wind can't think of a lie fast enough. Given the way you raise an eyebrow, Wind knows that he also has his lying face on. He sighs, suddenly feeling stupid. "Hiding."

"Hiding?" You don't sound impressed. It's another hit to his pride. "Hiding from what? Get up, dork."

You giggle and grab his arm. Wind hiss and you drop him like a hot potato. "Wind?"

He looks back to his cut. There's more blood than before, but it's not the worst cut he's gotten. It just stings.

"Oh...oh my god, when did that happen?" You drop to your knees, taking a rag from your belt, to wipe the blood. "Wind! When did you get hurt?"

"Not long ago." He pouts, letting you do whatever. It's too late for him. There's no coming back from this. "It just happened."

You frown, putting pressure above the cut. Wind hisses again but doesn't move away. "No wonder. If Warrior saw this, you wouldn't get your sword back for a week."

"He acts like my dad." Wind gripes. "Who let him do that?"

"You do."

"What!?"

You laugh again, pulling the rag away. It appears that the bleeding has stopped. "Don't be stupid. Come hang out with the rest of us. It's not the end of the world."

"No."

"Why not?"

"I don't wanna."

"Pleeaasee?" You pout back, gesturing to his arm. "I'd even kiss it better."

"No, you wouldn't-"

You reach and take his wrist, pulling his arm away so that you can kiss the spot where he's hurt. Suddenly, it doesn't sting so much anymore.

He flushes a deep red color while you look... not that much better actually. "There. Come on. It's all better now."

You get to your feet and pull him up. Wind follows you without a second thought. Both of your faces are flushed with embaressment.

"What happened to you two?" Time raises an eyebrow.

"I fell." You blurt. "On top of Wind. Not my great moment."

Time hums and turns to Wind. "Is this true sailor?"

Wind curses in his head. Time has some knowing look on his face. He doesn't like it. Not trusting to speak, and only feeling more shame creep up his neck, Wind covers his face and nods.

Let them guess. He won't talk about it.

[pixie-felix]

Last message for the night I promise. I'm so sorry for blowing up your inbox ;-; If this is bad I sincerely apologize. More better thoughts will come in the future

Dom!Innie: He may be the maknae and he def has a noona kink, but he likes taking care of you (as seen in previous conversations. It's giving service/soft dom. Turning off both your phones because you don't need that right now? Treating you to extra orgasms because you had a hard day/week?) He loves making you smile whether that means gifting you that dress you had your eye on or getting the dorm to himself for an at-home date. He does love having things to himself and that includes you most of the time. You're his sweet loving noona so it's unlikely you'll have to endure punishments. He's not one for edging, but thrives off your pleasure so he'd more likely be into overstimming you (he's confident you can give him one more). It fills him with pride that he can make you cum that many times, that he knows just what makes your legs shake, that you let him mark you up to his heart's content. He takes aftercare notes from you and you're the main person he enjoys skinship from so on long nights be ready for cuddles, kisses, and falling asleep with one arm around your waist locking you in place as the other traces your back.

--🍭

First of all, spam me. Spam me all day, every day, as much as you want. Every time I see your emoji in my inbox I do a little happy dance (very cool, I know) and find a quiet corner to huddle over my phone like some kind of smut goblin.

Secondly. You have never had a bad idea in your life. Stop such nonsense thinking. Or, just put your insecurities in my ask box so I can BEAT THEM OUT OF YOU WITH LOVE AND ENTHUSIASM BECAUSE YOU'RE BRAIN IS GREAT AND EVERYONE WHO IS COOL AGREES.

That was a little intense, I apologise. Threats of violence are my love language 🫶

Okay, so I've had this Innie headcanon in my brain for a while, waiting for the right moment to crawl out through my keyboard and into the wilds of Tumblr.

So, it seems in these scenarios we're making, we're basically poly with all of skz, right? The ballbusting one is my favourite so far. That is taking me places.

You remember how Innie (fuck it, I might start calling him Ayen too, that's such a pretty spelling, and it's accurate, I'm going off topic, shit) is your kiss and don't tell boy?

Well, there's one accidental exception to that rule.

Much like how Felix and Innie discovered about ballbusting because hyung line were discussing it?

Well, drunk!hyung line were discussing the inaccuracies of porn, and Innie isn't really listening because he's beating Lixxie at uno. So when a currently unidentified hyung starts bemoaning squirting as something that never happens in real life, I.N doesn't think twice before going "What are you talking about? Noona does that every time."

BOOM. ACCIDENTAL MIC DROP.

Chaos ensues. All the hyungs are pestering, nay, hounding Innie for the deets. Trying to figure out exactly. What. It. Is. that Innie does that causes the mythical squirting happen.

Felix is having a minor uno based breakdown, but tomorrow when he remembers the kerfuffle he might be brave and ask Innie about it. After all, they shared their first ballbusting together. That forms a bond, right?

Of course, Innie tells them nothing. And makes a point of never being around drunk!hyung line when they're discussing anything sexual henceforth.

Chan/Changbin/Hyunjin (+Han) are going to be going mad trying to figure it out. Hyunjin is definitely going to start "accidentally" walking in on you and the maknae a lot. Heck, maybe Chan will too. Suddenly, they're all doing your laundry for you, buying you silly little gifts, any little excuse to come into your room urgently.

Han: LOOK NOONA I BOUGHT YOU A CACTUS THEY'RE SO CUTE DON'T YOU LOVE HIM!? 🥰🥰🥰 (I feel like I read this in a fic or an smau, I'll see if I can find it to link up but yes hello if this is your fic/smau I've taken the idea from pls let me know so I can credit u 🫶)

Chan: Hey love, I tumble dried your pajamas. They're still warm so if you put them on now, you can be all cozy 🥰 Oh, hi Jeongin. Fancy seeing you here. Well, now that noona is getting undressed, who's up for a quick three way?

Changbin: I made you a protein shake now please may I bench press you 💪🙏🥰

Hyunjin: *bursts in* YANG JEONGIN YOUR SECRETS WILL BE MINE HOW DOES SQUIRTING WORK TELL ME NOW OR I'M GOING TO WALK INTO TRAFFIC

Lino "doesn't care". But he does start paying more attention to how you and Innie interact on a daily basis. For completely unrelated reasons of course.

Seungmin actually doesn't care. Because Seungmin is full of his own secrets... 👀 And because he's careful to never be around drunk!hyung line when they're horny. (I feel like there is a backstory as to why he avoids his drunk horny hyungs, but I currently have nothing for that.)

[specialagentartemis]

speaking of Rowland, what changed your mind on grimdark stories? You used to post about how much you hated them lol

Hopepunk started to annoy me more lol.

It's been several things. Partially, it's just been years; I've gotten older, read more books, found authors I really really loved writing really bleak really sad really upsetting and really fascinating books.

Partially it's that I don't really believe in the definitions people use about grimdark anymore; the more I read, the more I feel it's a strawman stereotype that barely exists moreso than it's an actual social force in literature.

Partially I do stand by my irritation with a lot of dark and gritty remakes/reboots of mostly A/V media; Star Trek does not need to be a dark and gritty war story, LOTR doesn't need to be sexy, etc. They feel lazy and trend-chasing more than they feel like a genuine creative endeavor. Too often, they can feel like they're jettisoning the aspects that made me like them in an attempt to be more Mature by adding Violence and Swearing and Sex. I stand by that Star Trek Discovery wasn't good, and the fact that it felt like it was embarrassed that it had to be Star Trek when it really wanted to be Game of Thrones in Space was a big part of why.

But honestly that seems to primarily be happening in TV/movies, and it's stopped being nearly the inescapable social force it was 6-10 years ago. The zeitgeist moves on and new trends annoy me. In sci-fi/fantasy books, the movement seems to be in the other direction: hopepunk and cozy. And they have just. been bad books. So many of them have been bad in new and frustrating ways. In the same time period that hopepunk and cozy were on the rise in the sff zeitgeist, I also read books like The Fortunate Fall by Cameron Reed, Ninefox Gambit by Yoon Ha Lee, and The Vanished Birds by Simon Jimenez... heavy and sad and serious and unhappy and with brilliant artistry that feels like it actually has something to say and isn't ignoring how humans actually act by saying "well it wouldn't be a problem if everyone was just nice :)" I read the bleakest, most upsetting, most depressing sci-fi book I've ever encountered, Harmony by Project Itoh, which he wrote while he was in and out of hospitals dying of cancer and it shows. It's unsettling and unnerving and upsetting and different, and you can tell it comes from the heart. Is it grimdark? Maybe, yeah. And it has value as literature, and I got a lot more out of it than I did from a lot of things touting how important they are for being Hopeful and Cozy and Conflict-Free.

Honestly, part of it is my natural plain contrarianism. When making fun, hopeful, funny, campy, or adventure-y things Dark and Gritty and Violent was held up as better and more inherently mature writing, it annoyed me and made me dislike it; now that violence and selfishness and cruelty and pain in stories seems to be considered immature and unnecessary, and rather hope, softness, gentleness, happiness, cheerfulness, conflict-aversion, and harmony are the Morally Correct and Mature ways to write stories, I resent that too. It ends up feeling trend-chasing and reductive, and when bland nothing books are held up as The Most Ethically Correct And Best Writing Because They Are Hopeful, it makes me just as annoyed as when dark and gritty TV is held up as The Most Mature And Serious Prestige Television.

Also, honestly, the world kept getting worse and sometimes I want media that acknowledges that I feel afraid and hurt and angry, and that things aren't all sweet and good and nice actually. It often makes me feel better, more seen, more understood, than media that goes actually everyone is nice and and problems are easy to solve and the world is basically just and people can be trusted to all be mature and good and reasonable. (And if you're ever impatient, or selfish, or snappish, or mean, or insufficiently hopeful... then you don't belong in our utopia. As someone who *gestures above* can be impatient, snappish, and mean... that doesn't make me feel all that hopeful.)

[shygirl4991]

Chapter 5 Rivals in love

All art belongs to @b-r-i-n-g-x do not repost! Fic prompt from @itsajanea Tags: Angst, Romance, Action Adventure, jealously, love confessions, SMG4 discovers he is bi, fluff, abuse, PTSD, Blood, Abuse mention, eldritch horror Last Chapter Next Chapter

The crew made it back to the showgrounds after cleaning up the mess at inkopolis, the crew chatted with each other as SMG3 kept his distance. He felt sick after everything, the fear in his partner's eyes told Three everything he needed to know. He was an idiot for not believing in Aster, an idiot for pushing them away. He watches the crew chatting, he could already hear what they were saying. 

“God SMG3 is the worst, Aster really deserves a better partner.” Meggy sighs as she turns to SMG4. He nods as he frowns thinking over what happened “Yeah…if I was gay I know I would treat Aster better. Not like SMG3 wasn't pushing us to be a couple.” Three knew that was being said, he could feel the crew glaring at him for screwing everything up. His breathing was getting rapid as the space around him was closing in, he was nothing but a villain. Villains don't deserve love, they deserve to suffer for all the evil they have done in their life. That's right perhaps it would be the best outcome if Aster returned and left him, after all what kind of boyfriend accuses his partner of cheating when they have done nothing to make you think that beside being loving.  Four stops chatting with the crew when he notices Three walking away from them, he walks towards the man hearing his heavy breathing. Four reaches out before pulling back, he looks at the others and realizes they haven't noticed him walking away from them. He bites his lip as he calls out to his other half “SMG3!”  The man stops walking as he turns, Three’s eyes water as his body shakes from the rapid breathing.  Seeing the man he loves this upset made his stomach drop “Lets go get coffee.” he quietly said as he grabbed Three’s hand and dragged him to the cafe. Eggdog bounces over to them hearing the front door open, seeing his father upset he tackles the man cuddling up to him. SMG3 lets out soft giggles as the pup licks him, Four smiles as he takes a seat watching the sweet moment. 

After a while Three seemed to relax as he was petting Eggdog, he took out treats from his pocket and handed it over.  He smiles softly before turning to Four “Thought you wanted coffee?” Four shakes his head as he smiles at Eggdog. “You looked really bad so I thought Eggdog was the medicine you needed.” Eggdog barks as he cuddles up with Three again, the man chuckles as he sadly gives the pup a kiss “Well…I’m pretty sure things are over with Aster. Bet you're happy, you get to be on top again.”  Four frowns hearing the man's comment “Hey dude, of course this doesn't make me happy! You deeply care for Aster and with what they did im sure they care deeply about you too,” Four gets up from the chair and sits next to Three on the floor “Maybe Aster needs space.”  Four smiles at Three making the man blush as he quickly looks away “Didn't need you to cheer me up…baka.” Four chuckles as he leans against Three “Plus if Aster does decide to leave you well they're an idiot,” Four blushes as he plays with his sleeve “after all you're an amazing man with so much talent.” Three looks back at Four, his cheeks still pink, he smiles softly as he grabs Four’s hand. “That's pretty gay.” Four rolled his eyes as he intertwined their fingers, Four let out a shaky breath as he thought on how to help his other half. Three stares at their hands, his heart skips a beat as he feels their connection flow between them. Letting out a sigh he takes out his phone looking at his wallpaper of him and Aster, after a moment of silence Four gets up dragging Three to his feet. “I GOT IT! I have an idea to get Aster to come back, stay at the cafe I will be sure to bring Aster back then get answers!” 

Before Three could reply Four was already out the doors, he looked around to see which of the crew was still around. Tari sits down on a bench frowning, seeing her he runs up to her “Tari! Can you help me with finding Aster, I feel that idiot needs a good talking to.” Tari looks surprised “Oh sure! I have been worried about them, I have never seen them so emotional before.”  Four pauses for a moment thinking over Aster’s reaction, the fear and confusion in their face. He rubs his chin wondering what exactly caused Aster to run away, noticing Tari staring at him Four decides to not overthink things as waves his hand to her. 

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Aster looks around confused “Hello?” They hear the old man chuckle, making Aster’s eyes flicker red for a moment. They walk around the area looking for the old man, they start to walk away before they hear a hum “Where are you going? Hiding behind your fathers orders so you don't have to face the truth?”  Aster growls as they turn around looking around “Alright stop fucking around and show yourself!” The old man sighs, “There is nothing to show, kids these days.” Aster blinks as they slowly touch their head, it slowly clicked that the reason the voice sounded close was due to the fact it was coming from their head. They shake their head “Ha..this whole mess with my darling seems to have messed with me more than i thought.”  

“Oh Aster, I was hoping by the time we talked with each other you would have figured out the truth.” the old man lets out a sigh before Aster feels a strange pull in their chest. “I’m well a millennium star, a star of pure energy unlike the other one.” Aster silently listens before they decide to walk again “Listen, I’m going to need you out of my head old man. I have a mission to do and having you in my head is not helping me.” They decide to ignore the voice as they keep walking down the road, after a while the voice begins to speak again “What story did Ztar feed you?” Aster sighs as they keep walking, the strange pull is felt again causing them to stop walking. “Ztar and I are the last of our kind of star, thanks to the meme guardians that got in the way.”  Millennium laughs hearing the story getting on Aster’s nerves “Listen you asked i answered, what is so funny!” 

Before the voice can answer they hear footsteps approaching them, they turn to the sound to see SMG4 and Tari. They pinch the bridge of their nose slightly, Four steps forward staring them down “Why did you run away?” Aster crossed their arms staring at the man in front of them, they could feel a headache building from the stress of everything. It wasn't enough that they started to feel strange around SMG3, now they had to deal with a strange old man voice in their head along with SMG4. The tug in their chest was stronger, the pull making them feel sick. Tari gently grabs Four’s arm holding him back “Aster we have all been worried with how you ran off, are you hurt?” Aster frowns seeing the gentle look Tari is giving them, they look away thinking over the event “It was…overwhelming, after all my boyfriend almost died then we also had that fight. Hearing his apology was too much, look i'm not a fan of talking about my feelings can we just stop this?”  SMG4 pulls his arms away from Tari as he walks towards Aster “No, do you know how bad Three is taking this. You really think you can just use your good looks and charming smile to make us feel sorry for you?!” Aster glares at Four as they step forward “I’m not asking for a pity party cupcake. What, am I not allowed to have my own feelings?” As the two fight the ground begins to shake causing Tari to panic, she calls out to the two men hoping to catch their attention. 

The floor starts to crack causing Tari to gasp, the ground shakes harder now catching the pair’s attention. They look at each other before turning to Tari “RUN!”  she gasps when the floor breaks swallowing the pair, she reaches out and grabs Four’s hand at the last second. Four turns to see Aster fall to the pit below, taking a deep breath he gives Tari a small smile as he pulls her hand from his.  Tari’s eyes go wide seeing him fall, she screams out to the pair as they descend into the darkness. Four looked around in a panic as he fell looking for anything he could get a hold of, before he could grab onto something a piece of debris hit him. Aster groans sitting up, they wait a moment for their eyes to adjust to the new lighting. As they look around they notice SMG4 passed out next to them, they crawl over to Four checking on him. The old voice sighs as Aster is checking on the man “You're a confused child you know that? If you really were your fathers child you have the perfect chance to get rid of Four, that's one guardian down. Then Three would follow you anywhere just to get his mind off of losing his other half, yet you're taking care of him why?’ Aster finishes checking up on Four, they let out a small sigh of relief before replying to their inner voice “I…that's not how I want to do things.” The voice chuckles at the response, Aster couldn't help but growl hitting the wall, they pause as they slowly feel the wall they hit. 

Aster stares at the wall concerned “Why…does it feel…” they pull out their cellphone to give themself light. Their eyes go wide seeing the walls of the pit with a strange flesh all over, the more they looked around they notice an eye open up looking at them “AH WHAT THE FUCK!?” They grab Four and pull him away as they stare at the eye before it closes again, they hold Four close feeling anxiety growing. Four slowly opens his eyes seeing he was laying on Aster’s lap, he blushes as he quickly sits up scaring Aster “AH! Fuck man dont suddenly do that this place is already freaking me out!” SMG4 looks around confused as to what the man meant, his eyes wide seeing the familiar walls. He felt himself shake before taking a deep breath. “It…spread.” 

Aster gives Four a confused look, before he has a chance to ask further questions Four takes their hand. Aster looks around feeling all the eyes watching the pair “What..is all this? What do you mean it spread?” Four doesn't answer as he focuses on getting out of the pit, he can't bring himself to answer knowing that everything down here was created because of him. Annoyed Aster pulls back causing Four to trip, he falls slamming his face onto the floor. With a groan Four looks up “WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!” Aster crosses their arm “Waiting for answers here cupcake, what is this place?” Four gets up glaring at Aster “We don't have time for stories, this place isn't safe!” 

Aster rolls their eyes at the man's reply, they push Four aside as they walk forward only to pause when they notice something moving. They squint staring at the moving shadow, after a moment of silence they jump hearing Four talk “What? Thought you were the big man walking ahead.” Four smirks as Aster glares at him “I saw something walking around, but since you're such a smartass why don't you walk ahead. After all, I'm sure out of the two of us, I'm the favorite.”  SMG4 lets out a sarcastic laugh “Right, which is why right now you and Three are doing so well as a couple huh?”  As Four takes a step forward Aster trips him, Four catches himself as he turns ready to fight before he sees the dark look Aster is giving him.

“Listen here, I know you have some weird relationship with my boyfriend. But Three is mine understand? Just cause we are fighting doesn't mean you can be smug about it.”  Aster gets close to Four giving him a smile filled with rage it took the man by surprise, Four huffs “HA! What's wrong, the mighty Aster is jealous that I'm closer to Three?”  Aster grabs Four by the straps of his overalls “Listen here smartass i know you're in love with my boyfriend you're not sneaky!” Four’s face goes bright red as he panics at Aster’s words, as the two bicker the shadow slowly creeps closer to them. Four struggles to free himself “What? Me? In love with SMG3? haha you're really funny, I'm not even gay!”  Aster drops Four as they glare at the man “No? Well then you must be pan or bi cause I see the looks you give Three. Or maybe you're too stupid to see that you're in love with the man,I don't care, just know that you're my rival and I won't let you take Three from me.” Four gets up brushing the dirt off his overalls “Alright then Mx knows it all, if you're marking me as your rival, does that mean you actually love Three? Because last time I checked You never told him you do.” 

Aster’s eyes go wide as the elderly voice chuckles “You're getting called out, what will you do young one?” Aster opens his mouth ready to fight back only to notice movement from the side of his eye, he turns looking down the dark tunnel. Noticing the strange way Aster is acting, Four also turns, he squints down the dark tunnel wondering what the person next to him was looking at.  Millennium felt uneasy by the silence of the tunnel “Aster..do you feel that dark energy?” Aster sees movement coming for SMG4, their eyes go wide as they push Four out of the way. Once Four hits the ground a tentacle wraps around Aster, next thing Four knew Aster was getting dragged into the darkness. Four gets up quickly and runs after them “ASTER!” 

Aster digs their fingers into the ground trying to slow down the tentacle “Alright i'm having a shitty couple days SO LET GO!” Their eyes begin to glow red as they use their magic to cut it, once they sliced it a loud roar was heard.  Due to the speed they were being pulled they ended up rolling after being freed, Aster coughs as they stand up  “What was that roar?” They make their move to find Four when they notice their legs felt heavy, they looked down seeing a pool of strange black liquid “What..the fuck?” Millennium starts to panic slightly “Aster don't move, this strange substance is eldritch origin. The more you move the more it eats away your magic!” Aster pauses as they look around nervously, suddenly the room glowed blue catching Aster attention. 

There Four’s eyes glowed blue as he lifts his hands in the air, glowing blue hands begin to manifest behind him. Aster stared in awe before the hands quickly grabbed their waist, Aster looked at them surprised. “Weird..I can feel his warmth.” Aster squeaks when the hands lift them up and pull them to safety, Four smiles seeing Aster safe causing him to lose his focus. Aster gets dropped on the floor, Four gasp running to them to make sure they are okay. Aster picks themself up glaring at Four “Wow thanks for the soft landing.” Four gives them a sheepish smile “Sorry, Three practices solo meme powers more than I do after all I’m busy with my youtube channel.”  Aster sighs getting up they feel their legs shake as they slowly walk “What was that slime ick, stars im going to have to take a month long shower after this.” Four grabs Aster’s arm “Need help walking?” Aster shakes their head as they keep walking with Four staying close, they can feel their magic weak. It made them feel uneasy after all with their magic weak they wouldn't be able to protect themself, another roar was heard causing the pair to stop walking.  Four looks down hearing the roar, guilt beginning to eat him. Aster sighs as they keep walking. “We can figure out what to do with that roar later, we need to move forward before more of those tentacles grab us.”  Four nods as he follows after them, as they walk through the tunnel Four could feel his heart racing as he starts to see parts of Peach’s castle. 

Four steps in front of Aster getting them to stop walking “Yes?” they stare at Four “Listen,  I think i know where the roar is coming from. So I say the plan is we run like hell right to the exit and we never speak of this place again!” Four gives them a thumbs up before he starts to walk, Aster grabs his arm “As much as i love being left in the dark, I was close to dying back there. You know what's going on, so mind sharing cupcake?”  Four pulls his arm away as he looks at the broken pieces of the castle, he gently touches it “We all have a past right? I don't think you need to know about mine.” Aster glares at Four before passing by him, he turns his head opening his mouth before closing it as he follows Aster. The pair smile slightly seeing the light to the outside world, they start running towards it Millennium  starts to scream “SOMETHING IS COMING FOR THE BLUE ONE!” Aster acts quickly grabbing Four, they pull the man back causing Four to fall and hit the ground. There a claw slam into the spot where Four was, Aster purple eyes meeting red ones filled with rage. “Peach…you have gotten worse…” Four feels his guilt eating at him as the creature takes a step back, she sniffs around before glaring at Four. Seeing Four is the target, Aster grabs Four and runs off with him “Peach?! You mean the missing princess is here?!”  She dashes at them slamming down on the castle's piller causing Aster to lose balance, seeing they were falling Aster made sure to cover Four from the shards of rocks and glass flying by them. As they hit the ground Aster let go of Four “Damn it, Four run into the castle quickly!”

Aster touches their cheek and gasps as they look at their hand seeing blood, their eyes go wide as they look at Peach then their hand. “I’m…hurt?” Aster kept staring at their hand before feeling a strange pull, Millennium focuses his energy on Aster forcing them to look at Peach “Your magic can't protect your body anymore thanks to that substance, you need to keep your eyes open..otherwise she will kill you.” Aster shivers at the comment as they watch Peach walk towards them, they get in position ready to fight. The creature growls as she sniffs at their direction, Aster’s eyes glow, getting ready for anything. Peach blinks at him before passing by him “Smell..death…need…living.” Aster turns confused as they sniff themself “Death? Could that stuff I was in cover my scent…shit Four!”

Aster watches Peach movement waiting for an opening before passing her, they look around seeing Four crying in a room. They look around the room seeing a broken computer, they step closer seeing the decoration in the room. Four wipes his tears “I lost my hat…was looking for it then found my old room.” Aster stops walking as they stare at Four “You lived in the castle with Peach? Hm..I see why this place shakes you, whatever happened must have been really bad.” Four turns to Aster with a sad smile before giving them a confused expression when they start to strip off their flannel “HEY WHOA THINK WE MADE IT CLEAR ABOUT THREE BEING MY TYPE!”  Aster rolled their eyes “I'm not hitting on you dumbass, I need you to wea-”  Four sighs walking away from Aster, they groan as they follow Four with their flannel in hand “To think i could let my walls down, honestly what does Three se-” Aster, having enough of the meme guardian throws their flannel around Four “Shut up! That goop I landed on covers your scent, so wear my flannel now unless you want to be the princess dinner!”

Four blushes as he takes the flannel, he feels ashamed for how he is acting. He is supposed to be Three’s friend, doesn't matter if he has feelings for the man after all he missed his chance now Three has someone else. Four puts on their flannel as Aster watches Peach, the very person watching over him trying to make sure they both make it out. All Four has been doing is treating them like he did with Three all those years ago, Four frowns as he steps forward hearing a crunch under his foot. He looks down to see shards of the keyboard that once caused the crew so much trouble, he picks up a shard then walks over to Aster to show them “..I made a bad purchase on a keyboard, all in the name of making a perfect video. I almost got everyone killed…I turned Peach into a monster, that's why I hate it here. It's a reminder of how much of a failure I am.” Aster looks at the shard of the keyboard then at Peach “That was one hell of a purchase, look we all make mistakes. The main thing is you can make things up, your friends still are by your side.” Four lets out a bitter chuckle “Getting all old and wise on me?” Aster gives him a small smile “Please cupcake I'm only being nice so we both dont die here, once we are free you bet your ass i'm going to be showing off Three.”  Four rolls his eyes before jumping hearing Peach roar, the pair peek out seeing Peach sniffing around.  Four gasps seeing his hat in her claws before turning to the castle, Four grabs Aster pulling them away from the hole. “You don't think she works like a dog right?” 

At that moment Peach sprints towards the castle before any of them could react Peach swings her arms around smacking the pair, Four coughs as he slams on the floor. Through blurry vision he quickly looks for Aster,  he slowly crawls towards them only to pause seeing Peach sniffing near him. He shakes as he holds his breath, a rock flys hitting Peach’s head. She turns roaring at Aster “Sorry princess but your dinner is in another castle, but I wouldn't mind being your date!”  Peach charges at them as they throw themself out of the way “Stars that was stupid of me.”  Four gets up running to Aster “WE HAVE A CHANCE LET'S GO!”  Aster gets up running after Four, as the pair run the roaring gets louder as Peach was catching up.  Four grabs  Aster and hides behind a boulder, they stay silent as she sniffs around looking for them. She steps away  as she continues her hunt, Aster sighs “She is too aware that we are here, not to mention she’s fast. If we run she will catch up to us. If we walk there is a chance she could smell you thanks to your hat…damn why did she have to be a smart monster.”  While their flannel hides most of Four's scent, thanks to Peach finding his hat she can get an idea where the man is, Four gently taps Aster shoulder “I can be the bait, she wants me. You go back to the showgrounds and get the others to come back, that way you wont get hurt.” 

Aster looks at Four in shock. “You must be stupid, I'm not leaving you behind.”  Four sighs “If you don't then how will we get out of here?” Aster think’s to themself for a moment before snapping their fingers “Do you have Three’s emergency bombs?” Four’s eyes go wide realizing what Aster is hinting at, he touches his head and frowns “I do but..it's in my hat.” Aster peeks around seeing the hat being held by Peach, Millennium hums for a moment “You know youngster, I think I know how you can get the hat. But it's risky, you could get badly hurt.” Aster looks back at Four who was watching them, before looking back at Peach “Give it to me.” They whisper to themself hoping Four wouldn't pick up that they were talking to themself. 

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Bob sighs seeing Three sadly drinking coffee in his cafe “BRO, YOU CANT LET A BITCH GET YOU DOWN!”  He turns, staring at his close friend, seeing the angry expression on his face brought comfort. It was always nice to know he had a friend who was ready to be mad in his honor, not that he would tell Bob any of that. Eggdog looks at his father concern on the counter, Three smiles softly at the pup before petting him “I caused this shit to happen, but Aster didnt say it was the end….even if i did fuck up.” Three finishes his coffee holding back his tears, Bob squints at him thinking before coming up with an idea. He slides up to Three whispering “Want to rob a bank or scam some losers?” Three smirks liking the idea only to be interrupted by Tari running into the room, she was out of breath covered in dirt. Three and Bob exchange a look before Bob pointed at him “IT WAS HIS IDEA TO SCAM THOSE ORPHANS!”  Three looked shocked at Bob for a moment before Tari started to wave her arms “SMG4 AND ASTER ARE IN DANGER!” Everything around Three slowed down as his red eyes began to glow, he focused his thoughts on his connection. He could feel the meme energy dance around him till he felt the familiar presence “Four is okay…but Aster.”  Tari catches her breath before pointing outside “I can take you both to where it happened.  ” The pair nod as they get ready to leave, Three hands over a glass of water to the gamer before he finishes packing a small backpack of items. 

Tari softly smiles at Three “I’m sure Aster is okay, they're not alone.”  Three nods as waiting for Bob to leave the cafe, once everyone was out he locked the cafe. The crew start to run to the location as Three thinks about the missing pair, Four just wanted to help fix the mess he did, Aster ran away thanks to him being jealous and scared that things felt too perfect. It felt as if his past karma was hitting him, as they ran Three feels pain surge through his body causing him to fall. The group stops as Tari runs up to Three concerned “Are you okay?” Three coughs feeling his body sore, he gets up touching his cheek feeling as someone punched him. Tari frowns checking on him before getting pushed away “I’m fine don't baby me, just hurry and show us where the idiots fell so we can save them!” Tari nods, getting up then pointing down the road “We found Aster over there, then Four and Aster started to fight next thing I knew the ground opened up taking them!”  Three felt the pain surging through his body, it was a clear sign something was wrong with his other half. He ignores the pain to his best ability as he runs with the others to the hole, Mario frowns getting close to Three “Mario doesnt like that…” Three bites his lip thinking on what to do “Well no way we can follow them this way…if we follow the crack there might be a faster and bigger opening for us! But we need to hurry!” Meggy pats Marios back to help him relax, Tari looks at the hole then catches up to Three “What's the plan when we get there?”  Her worried expression reminded Three that without Four the crew essentially didn't have a leader, given he is more of the straight man in the crew it felt as the crew were leaning on to him. 

Three is the king of the internet graveyard. He knew he had to relax himself and show the crew things were going to be okay. “Not sure yet, I just hope they remember what i always tell them.” Three keeps walking as Bob nods along with his words “THAT BOOBIES ARE A POWERFUL WEAPON!” Three glares at Bob “Where the hell do you think they're going to have that down there?!”  Bob looks side to side before getting closer to Three “Have you seen SMG4?” Three blushes as he pushes Bob away as they make their way to another entrance. 

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Four nervously walks towards the location of the cannon, if he remembers right when Three and Mario used it the cannon wasn't too far from the front of the castle. Four smirks seeing the star cover, he looks around making sure Peach hasn't picked up his scent. Looking at Aster flannel Four smiles at it, thankful that it was covering his scent, he picks up a rock and tosses it where Aster is hiding. Aster takes a deep breath “Millennium…you sure I can pull this off?”  The old man chuckles as Aster feels warmth on their hand, they stare at it confused “Child, you're a star with a power not many stars have. You just need to focus not on the dark but on the light, think on what makes you happy once you have it, hold it and do what I told you.” Aster frowns as they begin to think about something that makes them happy, they start going over everything they do. “Hm, cooking is fun! Designing clothes? Helping dad with his plans so I can spend time with him!” No matter what he mentions nothing seems to spark what the old voice told him, Millennium  sighs “you're so blind, here's an idea SMG3.” 

Aster roll their eyes as they focus on thinking of their target, the monster that killed all of their people. Yet the soft look he has when he is with Eggdog was adorable, he had strange ways of cooking things not to mention they swore one day he caught Three drinking hot sauce. Aster smiles softly as they remember Three’s giggles at Four’s party, hey they made a bet on who is better at rizzing. All the memories they shared with Three made them giggle as their hair started to glow, they opened their eyes looking over their body that was softly glowing “Three..makes me happy?” Could Aster have made the mistake of getting too close, could they truly be falling for their enemy. They Shake their head, no matter what they felt for Three they knew it would never be real after all Three will be dead once everything is said. Aster noticing the glow vanish they go back to thinking of the happy memories as they get up, there they see Peach slowly picking up on Four’s scent. Aster then grabs a rock making sure that their magic wasn't obvious, they then toss it hitting Peach face causing her to fall hitting the ground. The hat slips from her claws as it flies in the air, Aster runs after the hat catching it. Millennium gasps as he attempts to pull Aster's attention “BEHIND YOU!” Hearing this Aster turns to see Peach about to strike him, using the last bit of their magic they cover their body with a small shield. Her claw slashes at them cutting their side, Aster yells in pain as they hit the floor “AH FUCK!” they hold their side seeing blood staining their hand.  “Quick thinking on that son that would have killed you.” Millennium's voice begins to fade until Aster isn't able to hear it anymore, Peach roars as she gets ready to strike again. 

 Aster starts crawling with the hat in one of their hands, focusing the last of their strength they toss the hat to Four.  Seeing the hat land near him, Four takes action, activating the cannon he focuses his aim at Peach.  Four smirks as he places Three’s bombs in it “Hey Peach!” The monster turned growling at Four “Say hello to my secret weapon!” He smacks the cannon and launches the bombs at her. As Peach screams in pain Aster hears a voice “SOMEONE FREE ME SAVE ME FROM THIS HELL PLEASE I WISH I COULD GO BACK TO MY NORMAL LIFE!” Aster eyes go wide hearing the voice “Peach is still there.”

Peach collapse near Aster groaning in pain, their eyes meet again causing Aster to frown as they begin to glow. The moment Four sees Peach collapse he makes his run to Aster, he hits the brakes when he sees Aster glowing as they touch Peach. “Aster..?”  Everything begins to shake again as loose rocks begin to fall around them, seeing the rocks land close to Aster made the meme guardian panic “Aster I dont know whats going on but we need to mo-” a bright light strikes where Aster was causing Four to fall to his knees. The shaking stopped as Four stared in shock “Aster…no no ASTER ARE YOU THERE!?” His eyes begin to water as he struggles to get up, he needed to find Aster, just because their rivals in love didn't mean he would leave them for dead. As he gets up a large shadow is seen, Four looks up wide eyed to see Peach looking down at him. Four was ready for the worst only to notice Aster in her arms “This man collapsed on me…where are we?”

Four looks at her nervously “Peach? Is..that you?” He couldn't believe his eyes, Peach looked around confused and scared “Yes..I see you guys finally remember me.” Four rubs his arms “yeah…very late, I’m sorry about…” Peach shakes her head, handing Aster to him “The man is bleeding.” Four panics, hearing that as he sees their hand stained with blood, quickly checking their body to see the wound on their hip. He rips the sleeve of the flannel wrapping it around the wound, as he does this Peach notices on Aster chest a star-shaped birthmark. She stares at it until Four finishes covering the wound, he gently taps Aster face in hopes to wake them up.  Peach looks around where they are seeing her castle in ruin, along with the eldritch remains surrounding them.  She then looked at her claws then the rest of her body, she had become something new. No longer was she the princess the kingdom knew, she turns glaring at Four as she walks over to him with Aster “I can still feel my white magic, I should be able to wake him.” Four looks up at her surprised “White…magic?” Peach nods “As a child the stars blessed me with the power to heal, the last white star before Three decided to make a new one with Ztar.” 

Peach looks at Aster as she places her claw where she saw the birthmark, she focuses her energy as it flows to Aster. Four watches Aster glow before their eyes open, Peach pulls her claw away watching them sit up. They hold their side as they look around confused, their eyes landing on Peach they jump slightly. Four grabs their hand. “Um Peach is back, she won't hurt us.”  Aster relaxed for a moment then looked at the two confused “Wait, how did she wake up when she was so ready to kill us.” Four shrugs as Peach stares at Aster “You don't know what happened also? I thought perhaps you…we must return to the kingdom. I'm sure the place needs its ruler back.”  Four helps Aster stand up as they slowly walk out the exit of the cave, only to be greeted with SMG3 and the rest of the crew. Mario tackles Four crying his eyes out “S-M-G-4 YOUR OKAY! STOP SCARING MARIO LIKE THIS!” Four smiles softly as he hugs Mario back “Sorry buddy.”  The crew smile at the warm reunion before staring wide eyed at the monster behind Aster, Peach notices them staring at her “Hello, It's been quite a while since i have seen you all, having fun while you left me here to rot?”  Meggy frowns looking down in shame “I’m sorry we forgot about you Peach, so much happened!”  Tari smiles softly at Peach “It’s great to see you back, you um really rocking the new look!” Peach sighs seeing the crew giving her guilty looks, that is until her eyes land on Three. 

Three steps forward causing Aster to nervously look to the side, Three looks at Aster seeing how dirty they are along with the cut on their cheek. Three takes a deep breath holding back his tears, Aster starts to play with their hair trying to figure out their emotions,  Millennium chuckles at the sight “I return and see you're still unsure.” Aster pouts hearing the voice in their head teasing them, after a few moments Three runs to Aster tackling them into a hug. Three’s hat flies off as they land on the floor, Three holds Aster close. “Can't leave you alone without you getting into trouble, not like you scared the shit out of me baka.” Aster giggles wrapping their arms around Three “I’m sorry I left your side, everything just felt overwhelming. But I will make sure to not leave your side again darling.” Aster pulls away, caressing Three’s face they both smile lovingly at each other. Slowly they lean in pressing their lips together in a sweet kiss, a kiss filled with real affection from both sides. An apology and forgiveness all in one action, Millennium hums at the sight feeling proud of Aster. 

The crew watches for a few moments before Four lets out a soft cough “Maybe you guys could make out later? Aster needs a hospital.”  Three pulls away with panic in his eyes “Hospital?!” Peach gently grabs Aster with her claw pulling him away from Three “Before I woke up I gave your boyfriend here a good cut on his right hip. There was lots of blood before.” Peach lifts Aster and gently places them on their feet “I suggest we all head to the hospital,  who knows what these two went through in this hell.” With the crew in agreement Three and Four hold each other's hand focusing on their destination, Aster watches in awe as a portal appears showing the hospital lobby. 

Aster slowly walks through the portal scaring several patients and doctors, Four awkwardly waves as people gasp seeing him. Doctors came running in to take Four away before fans started to line up demanding autographs, noticing the looks women were giving Aster some of the toads grab Aster hand also taking them to a room quickly. The crew slowly started taking their seat, Peach was the last to walk in causing the lobby to go dead silent. Peach looked around the room seeing the fear and shock in their faces. “Does anyone have contact with Toadsworth,  Princess Peach has returned.” The moment she said this the toads went into a frenzy, some were in a panic while others were into the new look of the princess. 

Meggy looks at Three who was looking at the hospital doors, she sits next to him giving him a pat on the back “I’m taking that you two kissed and made up?” Three shakes his head “Not yet, what does it even matter to you squid?” Meggy lifts her hand up “I’m just checking on you we are friends after all.” Three huffs as he rolls his eyes at her, his mind focused on both Aster and Four. He couldn't imagine how rough it must have been to be back there again, last time they went there to get a power star for his new castle. Even then Four was scared out of his mind being there, Then Aster was also a victim of that place without having the full story on what happened, his eyes drop to lap as he thinks back on how they looked.  For once the charming person he has known wasn't there, instead in front of him was a person drained from trying to survive a nightmare.  Their hair was a mess, their clothing was covered with dirt and other substances. 

Peach said her goodbye to the crew as she left the hospital getting annoyed from the reactions she was getting. Three watches Peach leave before returning to look at the door wondering what exactly happened. Four was the first to go out the doors, Three got up walking straight to him “Hey scrub next time you want to help me, don't get your ass in this much trouble.”  Four smirks at Three “Aw worried about me?” Three rolls his eyes as he blushes  “As if, all your friends were worried about you. I could care less.” Four giggles as he lightly hits Three “Always the tsundere.” The crew all pull Four into a group hug excited to see him okay, Three frowns at the sight as he walks to the counter “Um any update on Aster dusk?” The toad turns typing on the computer for a moment, she smiles at Three “Sorry no one by that name is checked in.” Three stares at her confused “What? They’re blond, black t-shirt with ripped jeans.” The nurse shakes her head “I’m sorry, our computer shows nothing.”   —--------------------------------------------

Aster groans holding their side “Ugh these three days felt like years.”  They look around seeing that no one notices them leave. They sit under a tree “ Millennium, why are you here?” They look up at the night sky waiting for a reply “To guide you, Aster you're not like Ztar. Did you not see what you were able to pull today?” Aster sighs hearing the voice “I don't need a guide, my father taught me all I know.”  Millennium shushes Aster making them pout “Aster your father isn't who you think he is, wasn't today enough to show where your happiness lies?”  Aster mind thinks about Three, how the man will be upset to learn that they sneaked out of the hospital. Then their mind goes over how Ztar would be pissed seeing that they failed in protecting themself and have gotten hurt. “I need to get home, been away for so long I dont need my father to think I'm back stabbing him.” Aster gets up ready to head home when their phone rings, they stare at their pocket shocked. So much happened they forgot they even had a cellphone on them in the whole mess, they took out their phone to see missed calls from their father. The newest call being from Three, Aster frowns sending a text “I will explain later, I’m sorry three.” They stare at their phone watching the dots appear, a ding sounds as Aster reads the reply “You better, if I find out you died because of something stupid Im getting Luigi to summon your ass from the grave.” 

Aster laughs from the text making the star in their mind smile “Aster, you have two paths to pick. It's never too late to pick the one that is better for you.” Aster stops laughing hearing the voice in their head, they frown “I am, I could never abandon my father, everything he does is to protect me.”  Millennium couldn't help the venomous tone that came out “Right, cause a loving father would abuse his child into being perfect. Cause a loving father would hurt you whenever you make a mistake, Aster can't you see!” Aster holds his head feeling frustrated over the voice words “SHUT IT! HE LOVES ME!” Millennium takes a deep breath “You have two paths Aster. One of love, one of darkness. Think for one moment what you want, whatever you pick I will be by your side. I apologize for attacking your father.” The voice goes silent leaving Aster fully alone, they look at their phone then the path to their home with Ztar. Putting their phone away they slowly start their walk back home getting ready to explain everything to their father. 

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: I'm a little biased as always when it comes to those two but this was one of my best fics imo, look at their happy faces. They're so precious! I love them sm ipjwiojweoijg. There's probably some typos but I'm super busy with uni stuff + can't find the time now to proofread and this has been on my drafts for a while now, so I'm posting how it is. Tagging u bcs u asked, I hope u like this silly fic! @hanafubukki

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Not necessarily a warning but there's some suggestiveness at the start.

"Today I'm going to steal Rook's hat!" Those were your exact words.

You said this at six o'clock in the morning, the sun still creeping across the sky to brighten everyone and everything another day, after having entered through the open window of Vil's room like a gremlin - how you did it he had no idea considering his room was on the top floor of Pomefiore.

And in that moment, when you gush about how smooth and soft Rook's hat felt to the touch, and how you would play with the feather and laugh at the surprised expression on Rook's face, Vil wanted nothing more than to turn to the other side of the bed and go back to sleep.

You threw yourself into the vacant space next to Vil, swinging your legs happily as you asked for your beloved's help. Your little puppy eyes making his heart clench and twist inside his chest, like it always did when you used that same trick time and time again.

Breathe, exhale. He remembered. He couldn't give in to your whims again, he remembered well what happened last time.

You invited yourself even closer to him, ignoring your personal distance to cup his face in your hands, fingers massaging the silky skin as you looked up at him. "Please, Mein Lieber."

For a long second, Vil wondered how he could love two persons as chaotic as you and Rook. You two were practically the same and more times than you should you followed the hunter around, imitating his mannerisms and making him laugh like that because you think it was funny. You liked imitating him and Rook loved to have you around, taking you to people watch while you both stated your observations on each person.

This and Rook liked to teach you the hunter ways. So far, you haven't killed anyone with your bad bow skills.

"Du bist die Liebe meiines Lebeéns." You whispered against his ear, consonants and vowels completely exaggerated and some pronounced wrong. And he ignored you, rolling his eyes, accustomed to your antics by now.

One of the different things between you and Rook is that the Chasseur D'amour would use flattery and his good observation to get what he wanted, you instead always chose to irritate people (mainly Vil) with your terrible German speech. Was it your only weapon or was it just because Vil couldn't bear such torture?

He preferred not to know.

You then changed tactics, preferring to fill his face with slow kisses but always avoiding the place he wanted you to kiss him. His temples, his cheeks, his nose, his chin, every bit of skin your lips touched made him feel dizzy. Vil could mentally hear Rook's whines if he were there, ignored, Rook was always so needy for his and yours attention.

His rough, chipped lips slowly descending though the queen's neck while his hands free from his gloves gently navigated Vil's sides and hips. He trembled in your arms.

"That's enough!" Vil looked at you, panting. He held you before you could kiss his eyebrows too. "I'll help you, but you better come here right now and kiss me. On the lips, darling."

You didn't need to hear it twice. The kiss began softly, a needy dance of emotions. But he wanted more, needed more until he was truly satisfied with it. You had woken him up too early, had disturbed him and irritated him. He needed this to restore his good mood.

He needed you like you needed him.

Time seemed to slow down as you met again for a kiss, and another, and another, and hundreds of others, leaving only a sweet freshness behind. That was how he described all the kisses he shared with you, all of them precious.

Vil felt you smiling through the kiss, he could feel the aura of victory and presumption that exuded from you. He bit your bottom lip hard to keep your attention on him, making you whine.

"However, the execution of this plan of yours will depend entirely on you, Liebling. I don't need to remind you that Rook is a great observer and will instantly know you’re up to something if you act differently.”

You nodded as if you were confident that your other lover wouldn't be able to notice anything. Or at least, that he didn't realize it until it was too late.

Later, after you had kissed Vil until he was beaming and satisfied, and his lips were softly swollen, you found yourself sitting on a high branch of a tree, hidden from view and engulfed by green leaves. Waiting for the right moment, watching your target.

You forced your eyes to follow every movement of your vulnerable prey, the one who was sitting a few meters away from you, resting in his usual spot and polishing his bow.

As promised, Vil was talking to Rook about a subject you didn't know what it was. His expression carried the usual serious air but it was accompanied by a calm smile. Rook had that effect on him. And in you too, as if he always knew what you needed to hear to smile, to laugh and to cry.

Yuu notices the way Rook tilts his head to better hear what Vil is saying and how Vil laughs at Rook's jokes. A few seconds go by, you very slowly starts to climb down from your hiding spot, at this point you didn't even need to think anymore, your hands knew where to hold and how to search. It was like second nature.

Finally on the ground again, you do your best to mingle with the tall trees and huge bushes. You can still make out Rook and Vil's figures, the hunter stood up, showing Vil his bow and arrows, and he demonstrated the correct way to hold it.

It occurred to you that maybe Vil was talking about some role he would need to play as an archer and you had to admit that captured Rook's attention perfectly. He was so excited while he explained this and that to his lover, you almost wished to forget your little plan and come closer to listen to him. When he goes on a rant, his beautiful green eyes lighten up while he explain and demonstrates, even more when he can answer some doubts.

'Focus, soldier', you thought to yourself.

The hunter handed his bow to the queen, placing his hands over Vil's and explaining how Vil should shoot to hit the target. And Vil did perfectly. As Vil gracefully executed the instructions, Rook's admiration was evident by his big smile.

As Vil's aim improved under Rook's guidance, you edged closer, careful not to disturb the serene moment. Careful to remember every little detail. You could feel the tension building within you, anticipation mingling with determination. As Vil hitted the target, Rook engulfed him in a warm and long hug, swaying side to side as if they were doing a little comemmoration dance.

This was the moment you had been waiting for, as Rook kept praising Vil, you were getting closer, silent, deadly, your hands strecthed to grab your prize. sensed the perfect opportunity to strike. Timing was crucial, very important for you mission, and you waited a little more, watching them.

His hat was so close now... The sun shone into it, making it looks so comfy. You almost wanted to rush, to grab and run but you waited just a little more.

Vil handed back the bow, still smiling. You could tell it was genuine, he was proud of himself to be able to hit the target even if he wouldn't use this knowledge anywhere. More than this, as he put a stray hair behind his ear, Rook stood on his tiptoes to give his queen a kiss as reward.

And was then that you emerged from your hiding place, your presence initially unnoticed amidst the rustling leaves. Before either could react, you grabbed his hat and ran as if your life depended on it. It was so much beautiful, so soft and comfy, you putted on your head, the last thing you saw was Rook's shocked but proud eyes staring at you.

You had accomplished your mission, feeling very proud of yourself. But now it was time to proceed with the next phase of your plan; run away from Rook.

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Accidental Confessions

REQUEST: I FINALLY THOUGHT OF MY REQUEST May I request Azul, Jade and Riddle getting high because of mushrooms for some unknown reason and confessing to a gn reader bc their ability to stay composed just went completely out the window? It's more of a fluff/crack idea I came up with, sorry if it's not too clear @thehollowwriter

SUMMARY: When the usually cool and composed guys accidentally confess due to... Some interesting foods. WORD COUNT: 1.3k

WARNINGS: Mushrooms (need I say anything else), maybe OOC, Jade and Floyd and Azul shenanigans, they may act like they're under the influence of drugs (no actual drugs in the story though!!), these poor guys (please give them hugs), Ace is chaos A/N: Me, trying to make sure I get everything right: *types in Google* "what happens when you get high" on my school computer Don't do drugs guys :D (I would've said kids but I'm like 96% sure that most of the people reading my fics are in fact older than me) I love how I finished this a while ago and then was like "I'm gonna add a bit more to the end" and it was only like a paragraph- Azul is my favorite, you can see from how much I write for him </3 Also I love fluff and crack, I enjoy writing it the most! Feel free to send more requests like these <3

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Azul Ashengrotto

You know, Azul should have known better.

Jade always went out and got some mushrooms on his hikes, and he seemed pretty confident that he knew the different types of mushrooms.

But one single mistake - a mushroom similar enough to a perfectly fine edible one - and now he felt woozy.

Great.

It wasn't an unpleasant experience - he felt happy in that dreamy way, where you weren't able to comprehend much. But he knew this was bad.

What if he got addicted? That would ruin all his plans for his future. He needed to have a clear head.

He really should've been resting, but unfortunately, Floyd had ran off (most likely so he didn't have to be near the mushrooms). Due to that, Mostro Lounge needed an extra pair of hands.

So when he saw you, he immediately was on guard as much as he could be. Who knows what he could let slip when you were so close, and his thinking wasn't at its best…

He tried to avoid you, but unfortunately (again? Why were so many bad things happening to him today?) you sat at the table closest to him.

He had to go up to you and take your order. Your sweet smile almost made him melt, a soft flush on his cheeks as he just nodded quietly, jotting your order down.

You thought it was odd - Azul was usually the type to chat people up, try to get as much of a profit in as possible - but today was different. It made you a bit worried, honestly.

As you asked if he was all right, Azul's eyes widened.

His mind went blank, and the only words that left his lips were, "Sorry, you were just really cute, and I-" He froze as he realized the words he said, trying to backtrack, but he couldn't think right. "I mean, I just thought your smile was- you- I-" He shook his head slightly. "Forget it," he said, hands shaking slightly out of embarrassment as he turned and walked away.

As Jade had been watching and listening to the interaction, he quickly made your order before handing it to Azul (who had been hoping for some rest behind the counter before seeing you). Jade was saying something about how Azul really needed to be quicker with processing orders - Azul was pretty sure that Jade knew about his feelings toward the Prefect of Ramshackle Dorm.

Azul sighed softly before trudging back to you, the food and drink you ordered held in a tray. "There you go."

As you inquired about what his previous words had been about, he saw the teasing glint in your eyes.

Did you know?

"It was nothing- I just like you a-" A slip of the tongue. Damn it. He hadn't meant to say that. He quickly backed away before almost sprinting to the VIP Room, his cheeks flushed a bright red. He almost ran into the doorframe though (which Jade may or may not have taken a picture of).

Bonus:

"I told you that Azul likes you a lot." Jade smiled, a small glint of his teeth showing. "Did you plan this?" "Jade might've given Azul an unusual mushroom~" That sing-songy voice had to be Floyd's. "I knew it." You rolled your eyes a little. "That was cute, though. Although your method might have been a little mean. Poor Azul." "You can go talk to him after you enjoy your meal." Jade smiled at you. "And Floyd, you haven't had anything to eat. Perhaps you would like one of the mushroom soups I've made?" "No- I've had enough of your mushrooms." A soft whine came out of the other tweel's lips. "But maybe Koebi-chan wants some?" "Thanks for the offer, but I probably should go to Azul as soon as possible." You laughed softly. "There's no telling what's happening to him right now, after all."

Jade Leech

Jade had a heavy mishap on his hands. He had gone a bit overboard with picking his mushrooms, and then Floyd had gone and messed with his careful labeling.

And then he didn't check the contents and labels thoroughly before he put them into a little snack for himself.

So now here he was, stumbling to Ramshackle Dorm for no reason in particular.

It was a wonder how he hadn't stumbled off the path, what with the hallucinations he was seeing.

He stumbled inside (luckily the door wasn't locked), quickly moving to your room.

At first you thought he was Floyd due to how off he was acting. But nope, that was definitely Jade.

"Jade?" Your eyes were wide as you stared at the male. "What are you doing here?"

"I love youuuuu." Well, that was a surprise.

Now you were really wondering if this wasn't Floyd. It sounded like something he would say.

As the tall male draped himself over you, you awkwardly tried to get both of you comfortable on the small chair. It was no use, however, as you toppled off of your chair and onto the ground.

You let out a soft huff, staring up at Jade who had fallen on top of you. How fun…

He seemed to have fallen asleep, relaxed on top of you. Well, at least he didn't seem to have gotten hurt.

You awkwardly patted his hair as you gave up trying to move. The floor was uncomfortable… But you could bear it, you didn't want to stop looking at Jade's sleeping face.

Riddle Rosehearts

Ace, the prankster he was, had put in an insane amount of sugar in some cookies he was making. He had then given the cookies to Riddle.

The unsuspecting Riddle had accepted the cookies, feeling a bit confused. Why was Ace making cookies…? No matter.

He was starting to eat some of the cookies when you had been brought to the Heartslabyul dorm (totally not by force).

You were also confused, and for good reason. Ace was saying something about pranking his housewarden, but to be honest? What reason did he have for calling you here?

You were pretty sure it was just so Ace didn't get punished. He didn't want to keep getting in trouble, after all. Though, the rational thought would be to not prank Riddle at all… But oh well.

"Hey, Riddle," you said, feeling a bit uncertain. You smiled a little at the male.

"Oh- hi, kantokusei." The red-haired male blinked at you, looking confused.

"Yeah, so- Ace dragged me here? I don't really know why, but-"

He paused for a heartbeat before replying. "I don't know why he brought you here either." He sighed softly, shaking his head.

"Well…" You shrugged awkwardly. "Are those cookies any good?" You gestured vaguely towards the plate in front of him.

"They're too sweet." Riddle frowned a little. "Ace has no delicacy in doing these things, he thinks more is always better."

You let out a soft laugh. "Sounds like him." Just as you reached for a cookie, his hand brushed past yours.

He froze, cheeks flushing adorably. All the sugar in his system was making his heart race and not be focused on what he was thinking.

Before he could even question it, he grabbed your hands. "…I like you a lot." he got out before freezing yet again, hands still holding yours. Why had he said that?

Little did either of you know, Ace was wheezing behind the closed door. He had put in a small little potion, nothing major, that caused a person to say what they felt to the person they liked. He had gotten it from Azul, and it clearly had worked.

The deal had been worth it to get blackmail on his housewarden. Now, if only he could somehow use this to get rid of Riddle as housewarden and all of his strict rules… That would be great. Maybe he could even actually win?

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