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another-random-object-show · 1 year

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ANOTHER RANDOM OBJECT SHOW:

Episode 4 — Questions Answered

Questions Answered

“Like, Triangula!” Heart said to Triangula, who rung out in terror. “AAAHHH!!” She yelped at Heart’s sudden appearance. “...what?!” She pleads. “...like jeez, anyways, you like, never voted for me, have you?” Heart looked at Triangula, narrowing her eyes. “...nnnooo?” Triangula said. “then who voted for me last night?” Heart leaned in, and Star eventually came in as well, both of them ready to scold, threaten and punish Trianguula, however, Flower saw this and immediately yelled out— “YOU GUYS HAVE NO RIGHTS OVER OUR VOTES!” He now slid in, pushing them away. “Triangula can vote for who she wants to leave! That's FINAL!” Flower said. “...honey, I got a new idea.” Heart told Star, holding his hand gently before leaving, Flower then told Triangula— “Listen, we're the only members NOT in that idiotic alliance of theirs. We NEED to get House and Penta to defect as soon as possible.” Triangula looked at Flower, then thought; “...that's true, I’ll go get House, you get Penta.” Flower nodded and they seperated.

“Honey, you do realize if we don't instill trust into our members then one of us will leave soon, yes?” Heart told Star. “Heart, have you ever heard of Dr. Bright?” Star told Heart. “Who?” Heart seemed confused. “He’s a Lightbulb, but that's besides the point— as to quote him, trust is good, but fear is even better.” Heart seemed confused. “When people trust you, you get to know them, sure, but when you instill fear into people? They don't ask questions until it's too late.” Star now had a grin of malicious intent on his face. “How about we REMOVE the traitors then?” Heart raised her eyebrow as Star began smiling widely.

While Heart and Star began to plot something to sabotage their own team, Starry was approached by Lunartic. “Hey bitch, how would you like it if I assaulted your child?” Lunartic asked. Starry glared at him. “...please… don’t?” Starry pleaded. “You can't stop me. What are the chances he knows YOU? He loves ME more, after all.” Lunartic sneered. Cloudy eventually appeared and said— “How come you guys—” Lunartic now threw a Moonshard at her, causing her to dodge. “FUCK OFF! Bitch! You know NOTHING about what’s going on here.” He flipped Cloudy off, but just then, Moony said— “THAT’S IT! I’m DONE!” Moony told Lunartic. “...what?”

“I could give two fucks less about who you insult, but I’m TALKING to Starry. Now prod off!” Moony told Lunartic. “You can't do that.” Lunartic tried intimidating Moony, but Moony glared at him and said: “I can. and I will.” Starry watched as a knot between Lunartic and Moony began to fray.

Meanwhile, The Masquerade, except Starry and Cloudy, were planning with Period. “Yeah, exactly! When the merge comes, we’ll drop like flies, so we need a strategy, and fast.” Period told The Masqueradians. “Perhaps my shapeshifting could come in handy?” Mine said, turning into Period. “Good observation! Hey, wait!” Period realized. “Can't you turn into eliminated contestants, like The Colon Duo or Lightning?” Period asked, Mime tried and became them. “Now what?” Mime said as Devil.

“Go spy, since you're eliminated, people are unlikely to look for you!” Period told Mime, disguised as Devil, who began flying towards Triangula and House.

“Listen. I know voting can be scary, trust me, I’ve been there, but if it's not her or him, it’ll be me or you next.” Triangula told House. “...sigh, you're undoubtedly right… I’ll try to see what I can do. Thanks.” House sighed, before walking off.

“Interesting…” Devil said, or, rather, Mime.

“CHALLENGE HAS BEEN SET UP! EVERYONE! TO YOUR TEAMS!”

Mime quickly returned to normal before being summoned into The Masquerade, alongside everyone else being summoned.

The Gourd now clapped, forming a Game Show Stage around The Cast. “WELCOME EVERYBODY! Today’s challenge revolved around ANSWERING QUESTIONS! Questions Answered, if you will!”

Comedy said— “OH! HE SAID IT!! HE SAID THE EPISODE TITLE!! HAHA!!!” As a fourth-wall break.

“Moving on, we had the 3 previously eliminated contestants submit 12 questions! 3 were picked by me! Everyone submitted questions directed towards each team, HOWEVER! Other teams may STEAL points by answering the question first by slamming their buzzer! You may switch out your buzzer person each round, so in your marks, get set, BEGIN!” The Gourd announced.

“FIRST UP! QUESTIONS ABOUT!!” The Gourd points to himself. “Me!” He chuckles. “Alright, Team FUN! Let’s see… What is my FAVORITE song?” The Gourd asks. “Uhm.. hm… well, I believe it’s—” Question Mark is cut off by House, who despite almost answering, is cut off by Heart stating: “Cumshot by CupcakKe!” The Gourd stares at the team, and says: “Incorrect.” Question Mark buzzes in and says— “It’s The Boys are Back In Town Again by Thin Lizzy, though more specifically the JerryTerry Halloween Remix known as The Boys are Back In Town Again (To Kill You).” Question Mark states. “CORRECT! One point Team FUN!” The Gourd says. “The Masquerade! True or False? I can change my expression!” Paperplates buzzes in and says— “False. You're a Jack-O-Lantern.” The Gourd frowns, and says: “Wh.. YOU GUYS NEVER REALIZED MY CARVINGS CHANGE?! HOW DO YOU GUYS THINK I TALK?!?!” The Gourd says, offended. Star calls in and says “Nah, they're right.” The Gourd replied— “TEAM “WHAT?” NOT YOU GUYS TOO!! :-(“ Sunny buzzes in and says: “True!” Team FUN! now has 2 points. “Team “What?” Tell me! Why is my name The Gourd?” The Gourd asks, before Heart buzzes in and says: “because you’re a bozo!!” She says, blowing a kiss. Lunartic buzzes in and says: “You’re a pumpkin.” Which is accepted as the right answer.

This then continued for a few more rounds. Cuby asked: “What is your darkest secrets?”, “In the realm of the performing arts, how do the nuance interplays of mise-es-scène dramaturgical structure, and the actors’ embodiment of character converge to cultivate a profound emotional resonance with the audience?”, and “0.999 = 1, why?”. The Masquerade got all of them right, giving 4 points.

The Colon Duo asked: “You are in a room with two doors, there are two angels, one guarding each door. One angel will always tell the truth, and the other always lies. You don’t know which one is which, and you don't know which door leads to safety. You can ask one question to one of the angels to find fhe safe door. What question do you ask?”, “Why does the brain go to hell, whilst the heart goes to heaven?”, and “Art thine beings all truly filled with darkness upon creation?”. The Masquerade now has 5 points while Team FUN! has 3 points, and Team “What?” still has 0 points.

Lightning asked: “What’s my favorite movie?”, “What is my favorite makeup shop?”, while Team FUN! and The Masquerade now tied at 5 points, it was this last question that scored Team “What?” a point.

“Who is the most fakeass bitch on this show?” The Gourd read the question as Heart buzzed in. “Correct!” The Gourd gave Team “What?” a SINGLE point as Heart was offended. “and by NO contest… weirdly, Team “What?” is UP FOR ELIMINATION! …again.” The Gourd said, with The Masquerade and Team FUN! high-fiving each other.

“Y’know, it’s funny!” Heart said to Flower. “We already know YOU and your TRIANGULAR friend are out this episode and the episode following.” She and Star grinned sinisterly, with Penta and House sighing and nodding solemnly.

“TEAM “WHAT?”, you guys… are TERRIBLE at these recent challenges. Anyhow, one of you will now be eliminated.” The Gourd said.

4 votes against Flower. 2 against Heart.

As The Gourd read vites, Flower felt his heart sinking. He really had failed to make any difference for his team.

None of them besides Triangula voted with him. Even if it meant following the people who threw the challenge.

“THE FOURTH ELIMINATED CONTESTANT IS…

Flower.”

“...you guys are cowards.” Flower disappointingly said, before looking at Triangula and saying; “Hey?” Triangula looked over. “Good luck, girl.” Flower said, before The Gourd made him disappear.

Heart glared at Triangula, putting her index finger against her own throat as to mimick neck-slitting.

The Gourd spoke one last time;

“See you next time on

ANOTHER

RANDOM

OBJECT

SHOW!”

END.

AROS was written by TheWiseGuest.

All characters' voices, present or not, were acted out by L. Alberto S.

FIN.

“Hm?” Flower picks up a flyer reading “JOIN ANOTHER RANDOM OBJECT SHOW AND YOUR DEEPEST DESIRE SHALL BE FULFILLED.”

“...what a joy it would be if everyone got along… I’ll apply!”

#another random object show #aros season 1 #aros #object shows #thewiseguest #season 1 #episode 4 #another random onject show season 1 episode 4 #drama

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katyasrussianaccent · 4 years

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i don't wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your lips (corpse x reader)

Summary: Corpse suggests you flirt with each other to mess with the fans. What happens when you suddenly catch feelings?

Authors Note: This has been in my brain for so long so I decided to write it. May or may not write a part 2, im not sure. Lemme know what you think! My requests are open for fic/headcannons aswell 💖

It should have been simple.

Flirt, mess with the fans a little, sit back and relax.

It should have been simple.

You remember Corpse coming to you with the idea.

“Why would we do that?” you had asked, frowning at your phone screen. It had been another late night phone conversation with him; something that was starting to become a regular occurrence.

You pictured him shrug as he answered. “Fun?”

“Are you so bored you wanna make a fake relationship with me?”

“Not a relationship. Just do what we do now, but like, more.”

You had agreed before your brain had even registered it. On paper it was straightforward. You already flirted a little anyway, you were naturally a flirtatious person, and so was he. It made sense; or at least you had told yourself that it did. You knew the fans already shipped you together, you saw the things they tweeted as you occasionally lurked the ynhusband tag on Twitter. It was just innocent fun right? No-one was going to get hurt.

For a little while that was true. For a little while he called you baby and you called him darling and it meant nothing. Your face didn’t feel flush when he commented on your latest Instagram post and your heart didn’t do a little flip when he would call you just to see how you were. The phone conversations were your favourite; curled up in bed with the phone on your pillow, trading secrets into the night. He had suddenly become this constant in your life, this almost routine familiarity like brushing your teeth or going to get milk.

You weren’t sure what changed, when it had gone from being innocent fun to meaning something. It was like someone had flicked a switch, and Corpse was no longer a warm glow but this bright, blinding light that hurt your eyes to look at too long. It was almost cruel, the way you wanted something so unobtainable; the universe’s idea of a joke had no humour in it. The thing with Corpse was he was so unaware of the power he had. He was mysterious yes, but he was faceless among a sea of faces; of course people were drawn to him. And you were just another.

You started to pull away. You played different games with different people, you ignored his tweets. It was easier, if you never interacted with him, you could pretend there was nothing but shallow feelings instead of the crashing waves that threatened to pull you under. The fans had started to notice; your streams were filled with questions that you refused to answer.

“Where’s Corpse?” you read aloud as you scrolled down the chat. “Probably in his house? Go ask him.” Your tone was bitter even to you and you inwardly cringed. He hadn’t contacted you in 2 weeks, and while you were thankful, you were hurt by it. It was stupid and hypoctritical of you to be upset by something that was your own doing, and you weren’t sure what you had expected from him. He had other friends, other people to talk to, why would he have cared about you anyway?

Your phone lit up next to you, and you ignored the pang of disappointment at Rae’s picture flashing up.

Rae: Among Us???

You hesitated for a second. The likelihood of Corpse being there was high, but you knew deep down he wouldn’t say a thing to you, not on stream or in front of your friends. You could just ignore him, like you had been doing and it would be fine. You weren’t sure you believed yourself anymore.

“Guys, you want to watch me play Among Us? I’m not sure who’s playing, other than Rae.” You looked at the fast flowing stream of affirmatives and emojis. Guess you had to do it now. You opened up the game and joined the lobby.

“-yeah she looks really fucking cute,” you heard Corpse say as you logged in. You looked down at your outfit,; he definitely wasn’t talking about you in your oversized t-shirt and sweatpants. You had been on stream for a few hours now; your eyeliner was smudged a little and any lipstick had worn off with the constant drinking and licking your lips. No, he definitely wasn’t talking about you.

“Hey guys,” you said tentatively, swallowing down the feeling of jealousy at Corpse’s previous words.

A chorus of greetings hit you, and you smiled at their enthusiasm. You had played with Rae, Sykunno and Toast a few times before, but Felix, Jack and Ash were new to you, though you knew of them.

“Hey Y/N,” Corpse said. You had hoped after 2 weeks he wouldn’t still affect you so much, but the way your stomach turned said otherwise.

“Hey Corpse,” you replied, hoping your tone was casual.

“I haven’t seen you in a while, how are you?” he asked.

“Oh. Uh yeah, I’ve been a bit busy I guess, how are you?” You looked down as you answered, picking at your nail polish. You glanced at the chat that was filled with messages.

corpsesbaby: You can always tell when someones lying coz they look down” llamadelrey: why is this so awkward lmao arent they friends??” simpsforrae: This is like is a breakup i swear

“I’ve been okay, thanks” Corpse answered, drawing your eyes off the chat and back to the game. You nodded as you muted your mic to go back to your stream.

“I hope I don’t get imposter, I always suck at that so much.” You watched as the screen counted down and the word IMPOSTER flashed up alongside Corpse’s name. “Guess I jinxed it guys.”

Great. Not only were you imposter, you were imposter with Corpse, which meant you would have to actually speak to him. Maybe you wouldn’t have to.

You both followed Rae as she walked up towards Greenhouse, and you cornered her while she did her task, killing her quickly.

“Everyone seemed to go right, so we should vent back towards cafeteria to avoid suspicion,” Corpse said.

“Okay,” you answered. You vented together, and you muted your mic to laugh. “This is kinda cosy guys.” You said to your chat. You briefly imagined what it would be like in real life to be so close to him.

You moved to Admin where Toast was doing his task. Before you could say a word, Corpse had already killed him and you both vented outside Cafeteria. “Fuck, that was so close,” you muttered, chuckling a little.

“Don’t worry, I got your back,” he replied, making your heart sing a little.

“Oh my hero,” you said, making a point of swooning to your chat, your voice high and airy. “How will I ever repay you?”

He chuckled, “You shouldn’t ask questions like that.”

You flushed at the suggestive tone he had taken, and you hoped it wasn’t noticeable but judging by the comments in your chat, it clearly had been. This was another issue you had with Corpse; he always made these type of comments with you and it was really annoying. You knew there was no chance he was being serious, and sometimes you wished he would stop it purely because it got your hopes up.

delilah: shes BLUSHING dreamofme: uWu yn uWu

You opened your mouth to respond when Dead Body Reported flashed up, bringing your thoughts back to the game.

“Toast and Rae are dead,” Sykuuno said. “I found Rae in Greenhouse and Toast in admin.”

“I was in balcony, I went there from the cafeteria,” you said confidently. You hated being Imposter, especially being teamed with Corpse, who was so good at the game, you had a lot of pressure to do well.

“I was in MedBay, I didn’t see you YN,” Ash accused.

“You only see if they enter through the left door. She entered through the other door,” Corpse answered for you.

“And how do you know that?” Felix asked.

“I was in Cafeteria,” Corpse replied.

“You could’ve vented YN,” Jack said.

“No I couldn’t have, if Ash was in MedBay, she would have seen me. Unless she wasn’t in MedBay,” you suggested, smirking to your cam as you muted. “It’s not going too bad I don’t think? Always feel like I’ve been arrested when I’m Imposter.”

“Little sus of you Ash to say you were in MedBay when you weren’t,” Corpse said. You gaped a little at how easy it was for him to manipulate the situation, it was almost scary.

Ash argued as the other players began to agree and discuss among themselves. You smiled in success at the text on the screen.

Ash has been ejected.

You split up this time, and while you hadn’t really spoken during the game, you kind of missed Corpse’s astronaut next to yours, and you said that to your chat. “Haha, our colours did look cute together, I agree.”

Any previous trepidation you had had disappeared as soon as you had heard his voice; and you realised how much you had missed him. You would simply just need to deal with your feelings; they would go away eventually anyway. You just hoped it wasn’t too late for you to start again with him.

You walked to MedBay with Skyunno, making small talk as you did.

“I’m glad to see you playing with us, it’s been a little while,” he said and you felt bad that you would have to kill him. As you turned towards him, ready to kill as he did his task, Jack walked in. You mouthed oops at the cam.

“What’s going on here?” Jack asked, suspicion in his voice.

“I was just saying how nice it was to have YN here,” Sykunno replied. You stood and faked your task, watching the green bar fill as you did. It would be too risky to kill here.

“Ah yeah, Corpse has been asking after you constantly,” Jack said. You blinked at the response, it had caught you off guard.

“Oh?” you replied simply. You mentally shrugged it off. Of course he would have asked about you, you were friends, that was all.

DEAD BODY REPORTED

“Felix was dead in Reactor,” Corpse announced. “Oh Corpse, you’re taking a risk here” you said to your chat.

“I was in MedBay with Jack and Sykunno,” you replied, smiling as they agreed. “Where were you Ash?”

She sighed sadly. “I was in Labs, but I was doing a task, I swear!” You all agreed quickly that Ash would be the next voted out.

“2 to go,” you said triumphantly. “I thought I was gonna drag Corpse down, but it’s going okay!”

The round started again and you could feel yourself getting tired. Hopefully this wouldn’t be too much longer to finish the game.

You circled round Corpse a few times, hoping that he would understand your signal. Luckily he did, and you both vented to Decontamination where Skyunno and Jack were. The room had already started to emit steam, making it extremely easy for you both to vent unnoticed and kill them both.

You grinned at the Victory message that flashed up.

“Good game guys!” you said. The others congratulated you and Corpse on your win and you smiled at the sound of your names together. You had it bad.

“It was all YN,” Corpse said.

“Pfft you ssh being humble, it was all you,” you replied, taking your hair out of your ponytail and running your hand through it.

“Your hair looks nice,” Corpse commented and your eyes widened. Your heart started to beat a little quicker. How long had he been watching your stream?

“It’s bad to watch someone’s stream without telling them,” you replied, making a show of pouting for the camera.

He laughed a little. “What can I say, I’m a bad guy,” he said, singing the last words. You laughed at the sudden Billie Eilish.

“Guys, either play another game, or get a room,” Felix interrupted. You blushed a little and rolled your eyes, the chat going crazy from the corner of your eye.

“And that’s my cue to exit,” you said, yawning. “Bye guys, have a good night!” You wished everyone and your chat goodnight before closing the stream and leaning back in your chat. You couldn’t believe Corpse had been watching you. You hadn’t said anything too incriminating, but still.

You prepared for bed, settling back into the softness of your pillows as you grabbed your phone - a terrible habit you really needed to stop.

Corpse: Can I call you?

You gulped at the message that appeared on your screen, a gnawing feeling of nervous clung to your throat as you typed yes. His name came up almost instantaneously and your hand shook as you pressed to accept the call.

“Hey,” he greeted.

“Hey, what’s up?” you asked, trying to keep your voice even while your heart beat erratically in your chest.

“It was nice playing with you again,” he commented.

You sat up a little as you held the phone against your ear. “Did you call me to tell me that?”

“I haven’t spoken to you in a while.”

You sighed a little. “Yeah, I’ve been a bit busy, sorry - “

“You’re lying to me and I don’t know why,” he replied. You had never heard his voice like that before; so angry and hurt. You tapped your foot against your mattress as you thought what to say.

“I -”

“Did I do something?” he asked. You had been so selfish; blocking him out to avoid being hurt, but you hadn’t thought about his feelings. He was more popular than you were, you had assumed he would be fine, that he wouldn’t care if you were around or not.

“No, you didn’t do anything, I swear -”

“Then what? Because I thought we were friends, close friends and then suddenly you pretty much disappear. But you’re still streaming with other people. It’s pretty shitty of you.”

You chewed the inside of your cheek and looked up, the sting of tears threatening to fall. “It was really shitty of me, I’m sorry.”

“What happened?” he asked. “Please just tell me.”

“I don’t know what I’m meant to say,” you replied softly.

“What do you want to say?”

You blinked, the anticipation of unspoken words caught in your throat, making it hard to swallow. The taste of them was bitter on your tongue. “I...I have feelings for you.”

There. You had said it. There was no taking it back now, and you felt like your heart was about to shatter with every single second of silence that passed. You could hear him swallow on the other end of the phone. “Are you saying you’re in love with me?”

You bit your lip, taking in the meaning of the question he had asked. It wasn’t something you had thought of, you hadn’t conceptualised your feelings for him, not put them in a box labelled love or anything. “I don’t know. I feel something for you. And it kinda sucks being your friend and having those feelings. So I pulled away.”

“Why does it suck?”

You laughed bitterly. “Why wouldn’t it? Feeling something for someone that doesn’t feel the same is fucking shitty.”

“I asked you to flirt with me YN -”

“Yeah, for fun,” you interrupted.

“No, I said for fun, but really I just wanted you to,” he replied. “I feel something for you too. How could I not? Has anything I’ve ever said to you sounded like it was just for fun?” You smiled at his response, your heart no longer on the fit of breaking, but suddenly doing flips and soaring through your chest, radiating warmth through your body.

“Oh,” you said, your brain was overloaded with thoughts, and was apparently no longer capable of coherent sentences.

“Oh? That’s a great response, thanks,” he teased, but you could tell he was smiling as he spoke.

“I wasn’t expecting you to say that, I don’t really know what to say honestly,” you replied.

“Well, baby, how about you say yes to a date?” he asked.

“Yes.”

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vemuabhi · 3 years

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Wait... somebody hold my pasta! Requets are opennnn! Bello, how are you?? I hope you are doing well!

I was wondering if I could ask for a Killer x Reader fic! I thought like, the reader is the new cook and Killer keeps hovering around like she's poisoning the food idk hahaha In reality, he just wants to be around, but doesn't know how to tell her.

Any special touches are so welcome! And please, take your time writing. I know you are swamped with requests and I'm not going anywhere haha Sorry for the gigantic ask!!

Thank you! Wishing you all the inspiration and love! 💙

Hello author san! Im happy to see you here in my box! This is my very first time writing for our favourite Pastaboy!! Im so excited to write for him. I hope its good and I hope you like it @holykillercake swan~~

MR. MASK

Pairing: Killer X Reader

Warning: none. Its Killer fluff!!

Word count: 2.3K

Likes/votes, comments, shares/reblogs are appreciated!

Summary : being the new cook of the Kidd pirates, comes with a very suspicious and also a curious mask dude.

"Yes. I know that and I added extra sugar for Kidd", you replied to the mask dude who was telling you, the official cook for the crew, how to make coffee for the captain.

"Just making sure", he said and started to make pasta.

"I could make it for you", you said.

"Its alright. I can do it myself. You can now go and serve the coffee to the gang", he replied without even looking at you.

'This jerk... why the hell is he like this?', you cursed under your breath and went to the rowdy gang. Mornings were the only time of the day, the assholes didn't drink.

"Heat! Wire! Wake up!!", you knocked the door and went inside. The roomies had a drowsy look on their faces. But ofcourse these two and Killer mostly stayed up guarding the ship.

Then you went to Kidds cabin and knocked once before entering.

"Captain, wake up", you said and carefully placed the hottest mug on the side of the night stand. He just grunted and turned. You knew, once Kidd woke up his drink would turn warm. So his was extra hot than others.

Once when a traitor was about to kill Kidd in his sleep, the first mate used the boiling hot coffee which was on the captains stand just in time. So... its not only a drink but also a weapon.

You quickly handed the rest of the crew, their mugs and went to the kitchen to brew the stew for the breakfast. Yes ofcourse it was wished by Kidd himself the day before.

You saw the first mate eating his pasta peacefully with his mask on. Before you were the cook, he cooked for the crew and this became his habbit to eat before the crew. He never removed his mask. Not once he revealed his face.

It would be a lie, if you said you weren't interested how he looked like and why he wore his mask always. But slowly you got used to him and his behaviour around you.

He always told you what to add and always asked what you were making. His special interest to the ingredients was weird. He looked at the ingredients and cut them for you everytime. As if you'd poison the food, if he wasn't around.

You were getting pissed by his actions day by day. You went to the stove and continued to stir the stew.

The breakfast was hectic with the rowdy crew and their massive appetite. You did feel someone staring at you once in a while. There would be 2 people if you felt like someone is staring at you. One being heat and other, the blond. Heat sat beside you, so you knew it wasnt him. And you made sure Heat could over come his shyness and ask you for food instead of staring.

You turned to look at Killer and yes, his mask was facing you. You shook your head and continued to eat the food.

And after a bit of training with Heat and Wire, you went to the kitchen to make lunch.

You got irritated when you saw the vegetables already cut. It was the work of Killer and you couldn't do anything but to sigh. You quickly started to mix the already cut veggies with the spices.

Making the Lunch was a bit peaceful. Because during this time, Killer and Kidd used to talk about some upcoming events and handled some paperwork. Sometimes they would build machines or new types of weapons.

The dinner was again a bit difficult. You could cut the vegetables this time but, he'd come to the kitchen and ask you what you were making. Sometimes he used to read books during this time. Sometimes it felt weird if... he wasn't in the kitchen.

Just like everyday after dinner, you now sat in the kitchen alone and looked at the new recipes, thinking what to make tomorrow. And like a routine, Heat came towards the Kitchen and stared at you for a few seconds before calling you.

"Hey.. Y/N", you immediately looked at him and knew what he was about to say. So you got up and went towards the fridge.

"Can I have any leftover dessert you made today", he asked as you closed the door with the dessert in your hands.

Walking towards him you placed the food before him and sat opposite to him.

He smiled happily and took a bite of the dessert and started to eat it with delight.

Yes you loved to see people enjoy the food you make. So you always made sure to save a portion for him.

You decided to ask Heat the question you had for months.

"Heat, can I ask you something"

He swallowed the dessert in his mouth and nodded.

"So... its actually about Killer", you said. Heat curiously leaned over to listen to you.

So, actually.. i feel like he is really suspicious of whatever I do and its really bothering me", you said before closing the cook book and sitting straight.

"How can he be so suspicious even after I am here for more than 4 months. I mean, if he has any problem with me, he needs to tell me right. What should I do? ", you ended with an ask and looked at him curious eyes.

He took another bite of the dessert and started to think carefully.

Finally he answered by saying, "I am pretty sure Killer is not doubting you. Maybe its better if you ask him"

"Why do you think its not the case?"

"Well, if it was... you wouldn't be alive. Its as simple as that."

'Damn that makes perfect sense. Why didn't I think like that', you mentally facepalmed yourself.

"Y/N, I believe there is something else. Why not just ask him", he suggested taking another bite.

"Yeah... thanks", you smiled at him and leaned back into your chair as you continued, "ill do that"

But ofcourse. It wasn't that easy to ask Killer. So a few days passed and one evening, the crew reached an island.

After docking, Kidd wanted to get drunk and fight other drunkards in the bar. Thinking it was a good chance to slip out of the place. The island was beautiful and the stars started to twinkle in the sky.

You walked aimlessly in the streets, which were a bit dark but still were beautiful. You didn't have to be scared. You are strong. One of the Kidd pirates. The one who always trains with the super soldiers heat and wire.

Then a park caught your attention. Walking in it you saw a slide.

'Ha... memories', you thought as you walked towards it.

The next thing you knew was you climbing up on the slide. You were ready to slide down it then you noticed the mask staring at you. You didn't know what to do. Your mind was blocked with the embarrassment. Still you slid down. Oh my... the 2 seconds slide was definitely awkward.

Both of you were so silent and just kept staring at eachother, with a blank expression.

You swore you could see his shoulders shaking. Was he... trying to hold back his laughter?

"What is so funny?", you asked with your cheeks flushed pink.

Damn he turned to another side to avoid looking at you, while he still tried to hold his laugh.

"I.. I just felt like... playing because its been a while", you tried to explain yourself while folding your arms. Then he slowly turned to look at you.

"I... didn't ask you anything", he said folding his arms.

"Tsk... why did you come here anyway?", you asked but you didn't receive any answer. You started to walk towards the swing now. He quietly followed you a few steps behind. Well you got caught so, there is no reason to hide or sacrifice the urge to play.

You sat on the swing and looked at him slowly coming towards you.

"Killer! Push the swing up high", you asked.. more like ordered.

He stood behind you in a blink of an eye and pushed the swing forward. It had been so long since you played like this.

The cool breeze felt so good. You chuckled as soon as he pushed you a bit higher. Oh how it felt like music to his ears.

After a while you asked him to stop it. You tripped as you felt a bit dizzy after swinging for so long. Ofcourse Killer was there to make sure you didn't fall down. You tapped his shoulder and made him to sit on the swing.

"Now It's your turn", you declared.

"Woah, you don't have to", he said but you didn't care and pushed the swing forward. If Killer didn't have his mask on, you could've looked at how he blushed at your actions.

Then you suddenly thought about what Heat told you. You decided it was the correct time to ask him as it was neither awkward nor anyone interrupted you two.

"So, Killer I wanted to ask you something for a while now", you saw that Killer definitely flinched when you said it.

"Wh..what is it?", he replied trying to keep him as calm as ever.

"Do you not trust me?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, you are always in the kitchen, asking me what I was doing, what I was adding, what ingredients I was using. It feels like you don't trust me", you pushed him again but he stopped to swing, by placing his legs on the ground.

"Oh no! I do trust you. I never thought you'd misunderstand my actions", he said facing you. You gave him a confused expression for which, he turned away and sighed.

"I was... trying to help you", he mumbled.

Your cheeks turned red at his answer. Then everything made sense. The way he always tried to make you know what the crew liked. How he cut veggies and other items for you. How he made his own pasta to lessen your work.

'God damn it! Now that I think, Ofcourse he was helping me', you started to curse yourself inside.

"So... you didn't knew it", his faced down looking at the ground beneath him.

"Im sorry. Killer please forgive me", you crouched before him and looked up at his mask. 'Aww how sad he seemed now.

"I'm sorry I didn't notice that you were helping me", you said taking his hand in yours.

"Its alright. It might've been my fault. I am this weird looking mask dude. No wonder you got scared"

"No no Killer. Its not because of your mask. Its not your fault. It was my fault. You are calm and collected. You always analyse things before hand. You solve fights between the crew members. You always did help me. You were always around me and made sure I didn't feel uncomfortable. You are an amazing cook and a great partner", you ended saying it.

Well with the last part you got carried away and got real close to his mask. As if you were kissing his mask.

Oh damn. You pulled back but... you were damn fricking sure, you saw shiney light blue eyes.

"Thanks Y/N", he said getting up and as you both still held hands, he pulled you up.

He placed his other hand on your waist to make sure you had balence before letting you go. He waved to you and started to walk towards the exit.

For some reason, you felt like, you'd really miss something if you just let him go now. As if... you'd not see him like always. Your legs worked their way and now you were running behind Killer.

"Killer stop!", you said and he tuned back to look at you. You couldn't stop your legs and almost tackled him down. But he was way too strong for you to tackle him down. So now, his arms were supporting you. Again!

You almost died with embarrassment but... you had to tell him.

"I didn't hate it", you said but he didn't reply. More like he didn't even know what to reply. Or... he didnt even understand what you meant.

"I didn't hate when you helped me. Infact I... liked it. Thanks for helping me then and also from now on too. So please do stay with me", you ended the sentence with looking down at the ground. It was quiet for a while.

'The fuck... why did it sound like a-'

"Is this a confession?", he asked

Your cheeks turned red at his question.

"Ah- I... But...", you struggled to come with an answer then you noticed his shoulders shaking again.

"Idiot! Dont laugh!", you shoved him back and started to walk away.

"Hey wait. No one dared to shove me and walk away", he said and followed you. You smirked at that and continued to walk with your head up.

He then continued, "Well.... except for Kidd, when he is on his period"

This shit made you to crack up and you laughed.

"Damn Kidd would kill you", you said as you placed your hand in his and you two continued to talk. You felt so warm in your heart when you held Killers hand.

Maybe something was about to start between you two.

Meanwhile in the bar of the island.

"*Achoo* I hope I didn't catch a cold", Kidd said as he snatched a drink from another person and started to make a ruckus in the bar.

XOXOXOXO

I hope you enjoyed reading this story. I hope I made justice to my very first Killer fic. I enjoyed writing so much for Killer. He is a comfort charecter of mine after Sanji. I tried so much to get a good plot for Killer.

Like/vote, comment, share/reblog to support me.

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levihan-drabbles · 3 years

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Hey guys !!! I hope everyone in this wonderful fandom is doing amazing <3 Recently, my friend and I have come up with a very interesting and fun event that we're hoping you all would like to participate in. We haven't really seen surprise prompts and drabble weeks for Levihan before, so we decided to make one! Also a very fun contest with cool awards too.

Getting straight to the point, the reason why this event is different from an usual prompt week is because we are only going to be focusing on drabbles here. (And also because the prompts won't be predetermined and given to you beforehand)

(Note: this is also open to artists and other content creators. We will be making another post tomorrow explaining how the event works for them. Till then, the writers can continue)

✒ A drabble is a short work of fiction of precisely one hundred words in length. The purpose of the drabble is brevity, testing the author's ability to express interesting and meaningful ideas in a confined space. (YeS I stole it from google)

As a writer myself, due to the limited word limit, drabbles can be a bit of a struggle sometimes, and that is primarily the reason why this whole event is also somewhat more of a writing practice (other than the fact that we need to get those numbers on AO3 up haha)

Without wasting much time, let's get straight into the details, and how this is really going to work, what are surprise prompts and the contest and its awards of course.

▶ How long are your entries really supposed to be? Well Google says 100 words but that's way too unfair so your fic should be = to or under 1000 words. The maximum you can go up to is 1500.

▶ Are there any certain prompts/themes these drabbles should be on? Yes, and that's what we are going to talk about next.

▶ And what are surprise prompts? Okay so remember back when in school, your annoying math teacher would take a surprise quiz out of nowhere without informing you? Yeah something like that but its not that bad. Also, its a lot more fun than math.

Basically your prompts will be given to you a day before you need to post them. so its really just a writing practice and there is no pressure, so don't think about the quality or something. This is about scribbling down something quick without a lot of planning.

The prompts are also going to be chosen from an OTP prompt generator, so they are going to be uhm interesting and fun to work.

We have a theme for each day (like angst, fluff etc) and the mods will choose 4 random prompts beforehand for each of these days. At the time of giving the prompts to the participants, we will run a machine to choose one randomly out of the 4. So even the mods don't know what the actual prompt is going to be for the day.

The themes for each day (except Wednesdays and Thursdays, we will get to them later)

Angst Mondays

Trope Tuesdays

Fluff Fridays

Comic Saturdays (this is for the artists, so you can ignore it)

Smut Sundays

Now, here's the challenge (and probably my favorite part about the event) -- The prompts you get are not exclusively going to be in accordance with the themes for each day.

For example, you can definitely get this for Angst Mondays :

Prompt : "Levi having to rescue Hange from a pack of kittens/puppies."

Now its up to you, with the power of levihan on your side, to write an angsty drabble based on this prompt, (okay fine, the prompts probably won't be this off bat but still)

**Exception, : for trope Tuesdays, you won't be getting a prompt but a particular trope like (enemies to lovers, protective levi, caring hange etc)

▶ What time will you exactly get the prompt then? So basically, if Levihan drabble week begins on Tuesday, 25th May, you will getting your trope (prompt for the other days) around Monday afternoon-ish. And you are allowed to post until Tuesday midnight, before Wednesday begins. (Wednesday and Thursday are contest days which we will talk about later, so you don't have to worry about getting another prompt on Tuesday and finishing it on Wednesday itself)

▶How will you get your prompt? And any other details? We'll be making another post later where we will dive deep into the timezone specifics and how you will get the prompt, and what you will tag your posts with so we can see your stuff and reblog it.

You will get the prompt for fluff Friday around Thursday afternoon, and then the writers will have a break as Saturday is for artists. Friday night, you will get the prompt for smut Sunday you will have Saturday as a break in between before posting your smut on Sunday.

The same formula applies to angst Mondays.

1st June, Tuesday, last day of the week will be the prize day. We are gonna talk about the prize day in the next section.

Wednesday and Thursdays (The contest days)

So, first of all, this is optional. If you are participating in the rest of the drabble week, its okay if you leave to opt out of the contest. Similarly, you can also just participate in the contest and not do the other days. It's up to you.

The people participating in the contest would be divided into two groups. There are going to be two winners.

Suppose we have group 1 and group 2, a random participant from each group will be chosen. This chosen participant is called the selector. Its purely luck and a machine that chooses the selector. The selector gets to choose a prompt (from a list the mods will give them) Suppose the said selector is from group 1, then the prompt they chose will be given to group two, and everyone in group two have to write on that. The selector from group two will do the same thing for group 1 members.

All of the preparation for the contest will be done beforehand, and the selectors will be informed before the week begins. The selected prompts will be given to both groups Tuesday night. By Thursday evening their works should be posted.

The word limit for Contest Drabbles can be extended to 3000 words. This is ONLY for the contest.

After all works are submitted by Thursday evening, there will be a voting period which will stretch till 1st June, Tuesday. During this period, group 1 will read group 2's stuff, and group 2 will do the same for group 1. Then they will vote for their favorite fics accordingly, the fic with the maximum votes from both groups wins. The mods will be supervising this, and reading the stuff too.

▶How do we vote? All the details related to voting will also be explained in a different post.

▶What are the awards? Okay, so one thing unique about drabble week is that there are going to be no permanent mods. We will probably have these events rather frequently, and the mods will change for each event. The mods will decide the awards so different awards for different months.

This month, the gifts are :

Well detailed and long comments on 2 chapters of a fic of your choice. These can also be two different one shots if you want.

Beta reading for a few (3-4 chapters) for any fic the winner wants (the other details can be discussed in dms)

The winners will have the opportunity/chance to become mods for the next week, next month. This is also a great way to make new friends and work with them while holding an event!

To participate, PLEASE FILL OUT THIS FORM. The last date to fill in is 20th May, so do it before that. We'll be making another post for the artists soon, posting it tomorrow most likely. You will be constantly updated, so don't worry!

if anyone has any questions, feel free to ask. Thank you so much, we will be looking forward for your participation! Much love.

#levihan #aot #snk #levi x hange #levi x hanji #levi ackerman #hanji zoe #hange zoe #drabbleweekMAY'21

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amenomiko · 4 years

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Linguist MC Gets Angry

Nobunaga - East Malaysia (Borneo)

It was that moment when he lift her chin during their argument with "You have become very bold in lecturing me, aren't you, fireball?" And he expect for her to pout, or maybe sulk, just like she always do, but..

"OI. Ko pikir ko siapa oh??" (Translated: Oi. Who do you think you are??)

He blinked. Thrice. "..What-"

"Lucky charm la, bebola api la. Sa sumbat nasi lemak dalam pantat kau biar ko jadi api naga sana nah baru ko tau apa maciam jadi fireball. BUDUH la ko sana!" (Translated: Lucky charm, fireball. I will shove nasi lemak in your asshole and let you become a fire dragon so you know how a fireball is! IDIOT!)

Then she roll her eyes, flipping her hair before stomping off angrily, leaving bewildered Nobunaga alone in his Tenshu. "As expected of my lucky charm.. She is very unique indeed. Hmph."

Somehow he is happy. Not knowing what he is called just now.

Hideyoshi - Indonesian

"MC! Stop running in the hallway!"

"MC! Don't carry those stuffs! What if you fall and scrap your knees??"

God..! Another day, another nagging. What is he? Disciplinary teacher??

"MC--"

She fumed, turning to him with a gritted teeth, "Iya udahlah. Brisik, lebay banget sih. Cerewet betul orangnya. Anjir." (Translated : Yes, enough already. So noisy-- you are overreacting. Such a naggy person. You dog.) then earn a very confused Hideyoshi.

He literally froze, even when she look at him, up and down, shaking her head and continue with her task in hand.

It took him few minutes to realize that she is somehow cursing him, ...in a weird language.

Masamune - Korean

MC is a lucky woman. She got a handsome lover, the most good looking warlord (as voted by the women of Azuchi town), which is Date Masamune.

She would always be happy and giddy around him. If this is an animated world, she could see flying hearts all around her when he is nearby. But today..

Is not the best day. EVER.

Everything pisses her off. Ah yes, it's just what you think. That damn time of the month. Oh gosh she is angry, she was so, so angry thanks to her mood swings, and was trying her best not to show it away. Which she failed miserably.

Masamune had brought her to the tea house, not knowing she was cursing the whole time when she was walking. "Let's get an anmitsu, shall we? They say it was good as they imported those 'ice cream' thing." She smiled (not reaching her eyes) and nodded.

He had realized this; it could be those time of the month again, he thought. But maybe with some sweets and kisses, she would be better. Ah..! Good timing. The dessert has arrived and he instantly let her have a taste first. And another perfect timing. There was a stain of vanilla near her lips.

"Kitten."

"..Hm-"

His lips pressed against hers, aiming for the vanilla, yet also a sweet gesture that makes the people around them gasped. However..

"....YA!!" (Translated : HEY!!)

SMACK!

"OPPA MICHYEOSS-EO?? AISH- JINJJA!" (Translated : Oppa (A way to call a lover other than brother) are you crazy?? Aish- really!!"

His only eye widen like plate, taken aback and rub his painful cheek that were smacked by her. "K-Kitten- I didn't mean to--" What language is that anyway??

"Wait..! Lass!"

She already walk away, back to the castle before he realized it.

Note taken. No affection should be given when she is in a bad mood. "Ahh.. That time of the month is horrifying indeed.."

Mitsuhide - West Malaysian (Semenanjung)

If Mitsuhide could choose one thing that he like about MC, it would be (obviously) her interesting reactions to his teasings. Her angry face, her pouting face, and her frowning is his favorite, yet there's one thing he always be curious about.

She never get angry. As in really, really angry. Especially towards him. Sometimes he think she is too pure for him, loving him to the point she won't do such thing no matter how hurt she is.

"AMBOI." (Translated : Interjection word used to express angry/admiration/wonder feelings. But in this case, it's for feeling angry)

'Amboi' what now? For as long as he live, such word is new to him. He read her gesture-- furious expression, hands on hips,.. Ah, it could be an angry word? "I believe I require for you to explain what does that mean. Is it a new language other than Japanese back in your time--""Hang diam." (Translated : You be quiet.)

Miraculously he stopped, somehow feeling uncharacteristically nervous to her unknown language. She huffed, shaking her head, "Hang ni memang dah takda keja ka hah? Dok asyik nak cuba buat aku marah. HAH tahniah pada hang la aku dah marah ni. Perangai poyo. Nasib hang hensem kalau tak dah lama aku hantaq hang ni pi kahwin ngan Hideyoshi. Hisshhhh!" (Translated : Don't you have any other work to do, huh? Do nothing but keep on trying to make me angry. HAH. Congratulations to you, I AM angry. You act like a damn show-off. Thankfully you are handsome or else I would've sent you to get married with Hideyoshi. Hisshhhh!)

"....." He watched her turn around with a groan, and couldn't bring himself to call out for her. Trying to understand what she's trying to say (which obviously NOTHING), all he can understand is the word 'Hideyoshi'. "Somehow I don't think it's a good thing."

Duh.

Ieyasu - Chinese

"How many times do I have to tell you to NOT overdo it?"

"But-"

He takes the bow and arrow from her, despite the adorable way she pouted; which is very hard for him.

...Not knowing she was not pouting, but being angry. Seriously angry.

"I know you are worried about me, but just give me chance to learn more about this..! Bow and arrow is way better than a sword itself don't you agree?"

"No."

"It is not for the purpose of killing, obviously. It's for me to protect myself! I'm determined to do it! H-hey wait..!"

He already walk away from her, giving the weapon to a nearby vassal before continuing with a grunt, "No means no. I've told you that there's no such need to do so as I will be the one to protect you, have you forgotten that?"

"Of course I didn't! But let me just--"

"No buts."

"Ieyasu--..!!"

"...No."

"Stop right there!"

He ignored her, and continue to walk yet about to give another answer when she suddenly shout on top of her lungs;

"Ni zhè wángù de háozū. Ni yiwéi ni shì shéi? Ni bixū ganxié wo méiyou zài ni yan li sāi jièmò!" (Translated : You stubborn porcupine. Who do you think you are? You have to thank me for not stuffing mustard in your eyes!")

...in a weird language.

Making the nearby vassal goes (　☉д⊙)?? until the bow and arrow in his hands loosen its grip.

"Hmf! Fine!"

Ieyasu swallowed the lump in his throat, he didn't know why but he got a feeling he will be sleeping in a different bedchamber tonight. Obviously.

Mitsunari - Romanian

Being a chatelaine; particularly appointed to be the tactician's assistant, is NOT easy.

Yeah, okay. He is the less complaining type. The one who is easy to discuss with, and the one who won't make your eyes roll. Haha. Ha. Ha. Nope.

Mitsunari as a whole is easy. But to ask him to eat is NOT easy. There were time when he mistook MC's hair as ramen, and her fingers as crab stick, to MC's misery. It will take half of her life to successfully feed him completely, making the bowl empty until there's no rice grain left.

Eyes glaring at the book in his hands, MC tried for another method. "Mitsunari. Look at me."

"....."

She take the book away from him. "Mitsunari. Look. Here."

"....Hm? Oh- oh..! Hello princess I didn't see you there-"

His cheeks were then cupped tightly with her hands as she said with a gritted teeth; "Hei! Vrei să-ți dau una peste față cu un dicționar sau cu un morcov. Alege!" (Translated : Hey! Do you want me to smack your face with a 1000 pages of dictionary or a carrot? Choose!) ...while squeezing her cheeks inwards until his face literally goes like this ( O)3(O ).

"Mmh- mmmh- mmm." He nodded, silently gulped to the flare of glare in her eyes.

"(눈‸눈)....(❁´◡`❁) Good!" And she hopped away happily, placing his meal in front of him before tossing away such book from his room (which got a handful of nagging session because the book accidentally knocked on passing Hideyoshi).

Kenshin - East Malaysia (Kadazan)

He is strucked with nightmare again. Nightmare of MC leaving him, but it was.......

Ridiculous.

"I saw an animal, similar to Motonari's pet. But bigger. We were about to get married, and it came. Placing you in its pouch, jumping away no matter how I've tried to reach to you. Even with my fastest horse-- I- I couldn't--"

MC watched as he cupped his face, being emotionally emotional, secretly pursed her lips to hold back her anger. Yes. Anger. It was not of pity but anger.

First, she had a rough day lately. Lack of sleep, that's for sure.

Second, when she FINALLY get some rest, certain good looking dragon shakes her in the middle of the night, telling a story about a kangaroo kidnapping her during their wedding.

Problem is--

They are already married for fu- fish sake.

"I see now. There there. It's just a silly nightmare. You will be fine."

"It's not MC..! You were kidnapped..! Just like those days when you were attacked and I wasn't there-- and--"

"Yes, yes, I understand. Now let's forget about it slowly and once you get some sleep those dream is nothing more than a dream itsel-"

"I can't forgive myself..! MC-- I--"

"Kada agagau, Avantang tanak laja do kusai! Siodop noh ku tih!" (Translated : Shut up handsome prince! I want to sleep!) She said under one breath, and with a grumpy huff, she takes all the blanket and sleep facing the other side.

Meanwhile, Kenshin: (　ﾟдﾟ).... (He was dumbfounded until sunrise)

Shingen - Tagalog

She had found herself being kabedon-ed again.

In any other normal days, this is how he start their daily routine - flirting session. Her eyes stared at those openly broad chest in front of her, ah that is so nice. That will be a very nice feeling if she could feel it with her palms now but--

Ah, she is tired. Her body feels like a log-- heavy and tired, and slumpy. It is as if all, ALL the fatigue in the world just slapped her-- no, just KICKED her on her lower belly area; yes, that time of the month is coming soon. There comes the usual pre-menstrual syndromes, she feels fatigued, clumsy, and most importantly,.... irritation. Irritated to the point his handsome voice couldn't reach her ears.

He then let out a chuckle, lifting her chin to kiss it, when her already bored eyes changed into menacing ones as she grunted, "Hoy! Dyan ka lang, poging oso na to. Subukan mo kong halikan, pagtatatadyakan ko kalamnan mo hanggang walang matira!" (Translated : Hey! Stop right there you charming bear, if you dare to kiss me I will kick your guts until there's nothing left.).

It instantly send jolt of cold shivers all over him, hands automatically back away from her and legs took a step back cautiously. "I- I'm.. sorry..?"

"Hmn (눈‸눈). You are lucky. For now."

Shingen gulped, lips pressed tight as he watch her go with the same scowl on her face all the way. "Somehow I... Escaped a death warning.. Maybe? Heheh. Heh. Uhm--" Feigning a cough, he pats his chest to calm his rapid heart beat of fear.

Yukimura - English (Just assume all this while they were speaking Japanese and suddenly she let out this language)

"H-hey wait-- MC..!!" He chased after her, who have been stomping her way off from another of their short arguments of the week. Yukimura realizes this, it's good for relationship bond they say, but he can't help but to be afraid of it. Usually it will be him to start it, but this time,...it came from her.

With "Get away from me, damn it!" As a morning greeting. All of sudden. Making him confused, thinking if he had offended her a day before, of which he just came back from long mission that took him a week. And to assume he will be greeted with a hug, or a kiss, or maybe a word of "I miss you" plus a cute smile of hers, is indeed wrong.

"MC please..! Just tell me what's going on?? Did I make you wait for too long? But I have informed you that I will be in a long missio-- hey MC did you hear me?? Just stop stomping off like a REAL wild boar will you--"

Ah. She stopped. That is definitely an ultimate magic word.

"Inform-- informed you say--" He stared at her trembling fists, but before he could hold her shoulders, he was startled to her change in language--

"(English) Informed MY FOOT! There's no single letter coming, NONE! I don't see any damn birds nor eagle or those pelican whatever bird that is assigned to send your letter! I've been worried sick, and you came back yesterday to just casually slipped into the bed to sleep?? To. Just. Sleep?? Even without KISSING or HUGGING ME?? YOU- YOU- *sniffs* EEEHHHEEEE ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥A˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚!!"

"Wha- wha- WHAT LANGUAGE ARE YOU SPEAKING AUDJSHDKSKSF (　☉д⊙) SPARE ME WILL YOU--"

Too late. Shingen and the others has appeared to separate him away from her, and Sasuke has made him feel EXTRA guilty after translating it.

Sasuke - Nepali

Sasuke blinked at his wife, who is currently glaring at him. "MC, you look like those meme with a bald man with hands on hips." He said casually, earning a loud sigh from her as reaction.

"I believe you are still injured from your previous trap check in the ceiling, and I believe I've told you to have a meal and rest, so why are you still here, sitting on your futon, and clean your weapons?"

"...MC, you will be a good inspector because you have a very detailed report (´・_・｀)👌."

"..Honey. I am NOT in the MOOD to be playing around now ʕʘ̅͜ʘ̅ʔ."

Pressing his lips shut in instant, he nodded at her while placing his weapon away. "I apologize, MC. I will eat my lunch now, as you wished. I wouldn't want to make my wife worried."

She huffed through her nose, pursing her lips before narrowing his eyes at him. "Really? You promise."

"Yes. ..But may I have the permission to clean another set of my shuriken and kunai, I will be rest assured if I do so--"

"...SARUTOBI SASUKE! TYO FERI GARA ANI MA TIMRO SISA SANO THUKRAMA FUTAERA TIMRO CHAMAL SANGA MISAUCHU (　☉д⊙)!" (Translated : Do that again and I will break your glasses into small pieces and mix it with your rice!)

"....." The box of weapon in his hands fell, despite having expressionless emotion on his face.

"EAT. NOW." She groaned before stomping away angrily, continuing to curse in any other languages.

Meanwhile, Sasuke who turned to his phone after MC stomped away be like

"...If only my phone is alive. I want to translate that (´◦_◦｀)."

#ikemen sengoku #ikemen sengoku ieyasu tokugawa #ikemen sengoku imagines #ikemen sengoku masamune #ikemen sengoku hideyoshi #ikemen sengoku mitsuhide #ikemen sengoku nobunaga #ikemen sengoku kenshin #ikemen sengoku mitsunari #ikemen sengoku shingen #ikemen sengoku yukimura #ikemen sengoku sasuke #ikemen sengoku mc #linguist

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unohanadaydreams · 4 years

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In your personal opinion, out of all the cast who is the most likely to be a yandere? And, who would be the worst one?

Well, considering the abundance of large personalities with poor respect for boundaries in Bleach, we’ve got some nice choices tbh.

FEATURES: talk of yandere, unhealthy relationships, possessiveness, ect.

My vote for the worst, in terms of how extreme, unapologetic, and violent, would be:

Kenpachi Zaraki -

He’s obsessive in canon, chasing after what he wants with no regard for consequences or other people. If he’s after a fight, for example, the other person saying no doesn’t compute. He just starts attacking.

He is offered and accepts genuine kindness and closeness from ONE person--Yachiru, who is also a reflection of his own soul. His ONLY primer for love of ANY kind is a little girl who is fucking obsessed with him and wants only what he does (with the exception of candy). Kenpachi views fighting as the only way to garner respect, power, and security--Ikkaku sticking around first and foremost because of Kenpachi’s strength and Yumichika sticking around first and foremost for Ikkaku lend me to leave them off this list.

Also, think about where he grew up and the way he is likely to hoard and protect with deadly prejudice the person he loves, like he probably did with anything he valued growing up. He lived in a world where no one gave a shit to give him a NAME--he had to name himself--, where everyone fought over scraps, and where protecting yourself probably meant treating everyone else as the enemy until proven otherwise. I mean, he fights fellow captains NO problem--the structure of captains of the gotei 13 being allies means fucking zilch to him.

When this man switches from apathy to care for a person (more accurately, when he REALIZES his care for someone), the table flips and fucking shatters. The rules change. Kenpachi becomes possessive of your time and attention because love is clingy and needs constant protection from a world where the strong live and the weak get left to bleed in the streets. Especially after the loss of Yachiru, he’d feel extremely motivated to keep you in a position where you could not leave him. He loves you and therefore you are a part of him. And he can’t lose another part of him.

Kenpachi is like the perfect storm of earnest feelings, poor emotional maturity, blatant disregard for people at large, and proclivity to violence imo.

I think the fandom at large has a tendency to really sanitize how little fucks he gives regarding the boundaries of others. As well as how little he cares about other people.

He killed the only person he ever admired for the SOLE purpose of strength--to have the chance to get stronger--to fight and prove himself the strongest. Maybe he felt something about it, but he still DID it, and his attitude toward Unohana leading up to that point could lead one to believe he missed Yachiru the opponent in that moment of her death more than he could ever miss Unohana the person.

That said, if we look at Yachiru, he does not mistreat her. He allows her anything and everything at the disregard of others. Yachiru can do no wrong and is, at most, annoying to him some times. She can undermine his words and yell at him and terrorize his district and he does not care. He loves her, so she’s above reproach. Partly because he loves her and partly because he simply doesn’t care about his or her actions affecting others!!! Even Ikkaku doesn’t dare really discipline Yachiru for all the physical abuse she throws at him.

Obviously there would be differences between how he treats a child and how he treats a romantic interest, but the jist is: He would express his love how he knows and be violently possessive. All the yandere boxes are checked.

Other ones I think just SCREAM most likely?

Izuru Kira -

The slope he finds himself sliding down to ensure you won’t abandon him is awful slippery. It starts small, of course. Some person he doesn’t particularly like invites you to a party through him--that classic ‘hey tell Reader they should come by tonight! and you too, Izuru-kun!’ Well. ‘Should come’ isn’t a formal invitation is it?

He starts falling from there. Starts being a more subtle two faced scumbag than his captain previous. Starts being more ‘grave’ than ‘sullen’. Izuru blooms a love strong enough to brave any person or obstacle and wields shears sharp and ready for anyone foolish enough to touch it.

A lot of his actions are less physical violence and more social and emotional harm to others. He gets away with stabbing a small fry and challenging a peer to a duel and leaving them with one less arm here, but for the most part he’s more covert.

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez -

He’s really similar to Kenpachi in violent and obsessive tendencies. I think the main differences are 1. he is more self aware emotionally 2. he is much more violent.

And I think what keeps me from considering Grimmjow as the Worst is that he would be initially pretty shitty to his romantic interest as opposed to Kenpachi. There would be an initial fight within himself that would cause him to be prickly and mean, to scare them off and spare himself potential heart ache.

Mashiro Kuna -

For fucks sake, she gets mad when Orihime talks to Hachi. She is VERY possessive. The fact that she just got left behind in Karakura town severely blows my mind (I mean, I’ll digress on that because the splitting up of the vizards was just!!!!!!!!!!), but she is clearly clingy of those she cares for in canon.

She would be one who might try to hide her violence and threatening under a thin veneer of ‘oops, haha, that silly Mashiro threw a tantrum and accidentally clawed some dude’s eyes out after he cat called reader!’ She really leans into being viewed as a vapid, silly woman who acts too young for her age. For the most part it works. Or she doesn’t get caught at all.

There’s a reason she has the longest manifestation of her mask and it’s because she and her hollow stand united in fucking people up when they both don’t get their way.

Momo Hinamori -

Another victim of betrayal, like Izuru. The difference is that Momo knows when she falls in love that if someone like Aizen were to ever do to you what he did to her, she wouldn’t be able to recover. Her post breakdown revelation was this: no one deserves first chances.

If someone in your division puts their hands on you, two weeks later there’s news that person was a horrible person who got thrown into the maggot’s nest for conspiracy to harm the gotei 13.

Momo’s smart like that. Never outwardly that violent. Never one to reach for her sword first. She thinks. She plans. She ruins the lives of anyone so dumb as to fuck with you.

Unlike Izuru, she never lets her partner in on the game. There’s no begging for you to understand she’s doing this for you--she never lets any one survive or feel safe enough to tattle on her--none of that.

Giselle Gewelle -

Probably the most transparently there. The most likely. The reigning ‘she was practically one in canon so what did you expect’.

She will keep you by her side forever and ever even if you need to be a zombie for that to happen.

#thirst post tower #its not technically but its also not technically a headcanon lmaoo #bleach imagines #yandere x reader #yandere #mars made it #kenpachi zaraki

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every1studio · 4 years

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REQUESTED: area 127″ [nct127]

genre: fluff + reverse harem + self-love (mentions of self worth)

ficstyle: bulletpoints

request: “ Hello, my love! I was wondering if you could possibly write a NCT 127 bullet-point/reaction similar to your Stray Kids “Wow” and Ateez “KQ University?” I absolutely adore those two fics- makes my heart go bOOM BOOM. “

note: I need to write more for SM artists....

You had to start high school a new school because your parents were transferred to another area for work. You wanted to be happy for them but you were upset that you had to go make new friends. You always struggled with making friends and now you had to leave the ones that you made. Well there’s nothing you can do about it so you straightened your back and go on with your new life...

YUTA

you woke up a little earlier than usual since you didn’t want to be late for your first day of school

you came across a pretty cool selection of vending machines and thought you should get something

after much thought, you chose the banana milk

you rummaged in your bag for your wallet only to find that you didn’t have enough change

you hung your head down a little to express how you were currently feeling but you just made your way to the bus stop

“hey!”

you turned to see who it was

the smiley boy pulled up to you with his bike and stuck his arm out, holding the banana milk

“I saw that you didn’t get it and you looked upset.. you should start a day with a smile!”

he wore the same uniform as you so you didn’t he was too suspicious

“uh thanks-”

“you must be a transfer student.. you can call me Yuta~” he slowly walked, hoping you would walk and talk with him

“I’m Y/N...but how do you know? I mean there’s probably tons of kids at the school, how would you know who I was?”

he shot a smile at you and said, “I would notice if I saw someone like you at our school”

you flushed in embarrassment

“what? do I look weird or something?”

he walks with you up until you two get to the bus stop, “no, nothing like that.. you just.. you stand out because you’re pretty..”

no one really said that to you before; it was something you only heard from your parents and relatives

you were about to say something but your bus came

“see ya later, Y/N~” Yuta sped away on his bike

flustered and confused, you boarded the bus hoping that he was just being nice and wasn’t actually flirting with you...

TAEIL

there was basically no space on the bus

but you managed to snag a spot next to a boy wearing your uniform; he had his earphones in and was gazing out the window

you didn’t want to bother him so you sat the the edge of your seat so that you didn’t touch him

there were lots kids from your school as well as a lot of daytime workers

speaking of daytime workers, there was this old business man that kept trying to shove his junk in your face

at first you thought that it was because the bus was crowded

but you soon realized that he was purposely doing it and kept a sleazey smile at you

you kept trying move away and say something to him but he would always interrupt you by coughing or clearing his throat

you were seconds away from punching his junk until the boy sitting next to you tapped on your shoulder

“sit in my seat..” he murmured

he was your hero, you nodded so you got up to change seats

the sleazebag grabbed your arm to try to push you back down into the seat but the boy next to you grabbed his wrist

“I don’t know what you’re doing to her but you better stop it, sir...” he said quite loudly for the whole bus to hear

everyone looked at the commotion; everyone shifted away from him in response after seeing what was happening

you switched seats with the boy

“thank you..”

he noticed you were still disturbed by the incident so he offered one of his earphone

“do you like Kim Bum Soo?”

you nod at him as you took his earphones

the both of you sat in silence as the bus took you to school

MARK

you and Taeil walked towards the main auditorium for the first assembly of the school year after scanning your IDs through the main entrance

“you’re a second year right? you’re going to be sitting in that area,” Taeil pointed to area you were suppose to be at

“I’m a third-year so I gotta sit here.. oh, and there’s a reserved area for each class so make sure you sit with your class”

you gave him a small smile and waved, “see you later, Taeil..”

you found your class and sat quietly as people in the same class scurried around to find seats next to each other

you sat at the edge so that you wouldn’t separate friends together

the spot next to you stayed empty until some boy rushed to sit down before the assembly started

“I made it! this is 1-A for first years right?” he panted as he tried to tame his bedhead

“this is 1-A for second years...” you murmured trying not to cause a commotion

the boy’s jaw dropped and looked at his orientation pamphlet, “ohh.. the first years are in the front.... well, too late now, I’ll just sit here..”

you nodded and you shifted your attention away from him; not because you didn’t like him but because you didn’t want to get in trouble

so you sat quietly with your hands facing up in your lap and your eyes slowly started to droop

you saw a wrapped candy appear in your hands and you turned to see that it came from the first year sitting next to you

“it’ll help you not fall asleep.. I was fall asleep during assemblies..”

“oh.. thank you” you whispered

“I’m Mark..”

“I’m Y/N..”

“SHH~” a teacher that was nearby shushed the two of you

you both flinched

looked at each other

and snickered in silence

after the assembly, you and Mark parted way because he was in a different year

JOHNNY

you didn’t have to worry about getting into class early because you were a transfer student, you had to go to the teacher’s office

here’s the thing.. you didn’t get an orientation pamphlet because you thought you didn’t need one

that backfired on you; you didn’t know where the teacher’s office was

through a crowd of students chatting before class, you didn’t want too much attention on you for being new

so you didn’t ask for directions

but someone saw you walking back and forth through different floors of the school

“hey, need help, little lamb?”

a taller boy wearing an arm band saying “student council” called out to you while leaning near the windows of the hallway

“me?” you pointed to yourself while looking around you

“it’s just you and me on this hall,” he pointed out as he walked towards you

“oh.. yeah..”

“I’m Johnny, the president of student council, at your service.. so you looking for your class or the teacher’s office, little lamb?”

“I have a name, you know..” you were flustered by the nickname

“eh, little lamb matches you well though,” he leans towards you until your back hits the wall behind you

then proceeds to props his arm above you so that you’re literally trapped under him

Johnny smiles as your ears turn red

you gently shifted away, “I need to go to the teacher’s office..”

“sure thing.. just keep on going straight take the stairs on your right.. you’ll see it when you reach the main floor..”

“ah thank you.. bye..” you rushed out of there so fast

“don’t run in the hallways!” he called out

Johnny chuckles at you when you went from running to power walking as he makes his way towards the student council office

JAEHYUN

adrenaline was still rushing when you turned the corner to get to the stairs, you almost missed the staircase

you missed a step on top of the stairs

you tried to reach for the rail but you were too far away

your eyes squeezed shut as you braced yourself for a nasty fall

but you feel yourself fall against someone’s sturdy chest

you could see their nametag

Jung Jaehyun

you exhaled the breath you were holding but you found it hard to breathe again when you saw that you fell on a guy

and a handsome one at that

“I’m sor-”

“you should watch where you’re going..” he said under his breath

you furrowed your brows at him because the attitude was unnecessary and you never usually speak up unless it irritates you

“I did say sorry.. if you were gonna be bothered, why would you help me in the first place?”

“because I would look like the bad person if you feel and I didn’t help you,” he pointed to the surveillance camera

your jaws dropped as you were shocked to hear how unbelievable he was

you didn’t get a chance to say anything as he passed you

when he met up with his friends at the top of the stairs, he was smiling as if he was an angel

“do you know her?” someone from his group pointed at me

“no, I just helped her because she tripped on the stairs..”

everyone began to adore him

“you’re so nice!”

“that’s Prince Jaehyun for you~”

“you’re such an angel~”

you gagged at the sight and went to the teacher’s office

TAEYONG

after finding and talking to your homeroom teacher, a boy came up behind you

“I’m here, Mr. C~”

“perfect! Taeyong can you take Y/N to the classroom? I need to get a couple of handouts together..”

“sure thing.. let’s go~” the boy named Taeyong opened the door for you

“thanks..”

he smiles, “yeah no problem.. since we’re classmates, can I call you by your first name? it was Y/N, right?”

you nodded happily

“cool, you can call me Taeyong~ I’m the class rep so lemme know if you need anything~”

at your old school, each class rep was chosen by grades so you wondered if he was the class genius, “do you get high marks on your tests?”

Taeyong laughs as he holds his stomach

“do I look like I get good grades?”

you looked at him up and down

his effortlessly yet messy and dyed hair was pushed back and made his brows stand out; he had multiple ear piercings

“I don’t know maybe? you could be?”

“no, no.. I get below average grades, haha... you wondering how I’m a class rep?”

you meekly smiled and nod

“it was a class vote.. I got the most votes, I guess.. I wanted to have an easy high school life but it’s not too bad..”

you two made it to your classroom; it made you anxious

“don’t worry! everyone’s nice and if they have a problem with you, YOU let ME know, okay, promise?” Taeyong brought his pinky finger

you couldn’t help but smile at his cute little action, and locked your pinky finger with his, “okay. promise~”

JUNGWOO

you kept on focusing in class until it was time for lunch

you were planning to eat with Taeyong but he was already surrounded with the girls in your class

some kids in your class offered to eat with you but you told them that you wanted to explore the school during break by yourself

they understood and said that you can eat with them whenever

you thanked them; it wasn’t like you hated people but it was hard for you to open up to people

part of it is trust but the other part of it is confidence; you were scared to open up to people. what if they don’t like you? what if they think you’re weird?

you had an hour for lunch; which was a nice amount of time to do some exploring

you were walking down the hall until you saw Johnny; still traumatized by his advances, you ran in the other direction, up the stairs and pushed the heavy-set doors

you were amazed at the bright blue skies; it was like you could touch the clouds and the breeze calmed you down as it danced through your hair

you walked up to the wall of the rooftop to overlook the school

it was such a big and beautiful school; you admired the architecture each building

you turned to go back to the door and saw a boy laying on top of the roof of the door

it was like he saw you at the corner of his eyes, “no one ever goes up here..”

“why not? it’s beautiful up here..”

he smiles as he sits up and lets his legs dangle at the edge of the roof, “well there’s the fancy cafeteria, big library and there’s a cafe..”

“there’s a cafe?!”

the boy loses his cold demeanor for a bright one; his smile was like sunshine and sparkles

“you must be new.. you a second-year?”

“yeah..” you mumbled, you started to fidget in place

he jumps down from the roof, “what’d you say?”

“ye-yeah.. I’m new...”

he sticks his hand out for you to take, “hi new, I’m Jungwoo~”

you giggled at his remark but no other words were shared between you to because the bell rung

DOYOUNG

Jungwoo wanted to walk you to class but his class was in the opposite direction; his next class was self-study and he told you that he usually goes to the library for self-study because it’s quieter

time went on and your last class was self-study

going off of what Jungwoo said, you packed your things and headed for the library

“where ya going?” Taeyong tugs on your bag as you made it to the door

“just somewhere quieter..”

“ah okay, just remember to scan your ID when you go into the library so the school can keep track of where you are~”

you nodded and made your way to the library

you asked Jungwoo where it was earlier so you won’t be lost this time

after scanning your ID, you tried to find somewhere that was secluded than the several groups that were scattered in the spacious library

you found a spot near the window; it was perfect

you got everything setup when a boy sat across from you

you went wide-eyed as he also setup his workspace

he saw you staring at him so he spoke up

“this is my usual area but I don’t mind sharing it.. don’t mind me..”

you nodded and plugged your headset to your tablet

you thought it was going to be awkward but you both quickly got lost in your work

you came across something you didn’t understand in class; you didn’t get that far into the lesson at your old school

you looked online for help but the methods given weren’t helpful

you were hesitant to ask the guy in front of you but you couldn’t make up your mind

the guy looked up and pull out an earpod, “is there something wrong?’

he probably noticed that you kept looking at him

“I don’t really understand this.. we didn’t get this far into the lesson at my old school..”

“ah ok ok..” he takes your handout, looks at it then quickly scribbles on it

“hopefully these keys help.. there’s no point in doing it for you..”

you agreed, “um.. thank you..”

“no problem.. lemme know if you need anymore help..”

and with that, you were still hesitant to ask for help so you just thanked him and left the library

the boy wondered if he made you uncomfortable; maybe it was a little creepy to look at your name on your handout

SICHENG/WINWIN

since you were a new student, your teachers didn’t expect you to do finish all of the homework by tomorrow so you’ll just wait until you get the chance to talk to them and get help

you figured that if you couldn’t do your homework, you could go look at the track field

you were surprised to see some students studying on the bleachers

there were empty seats but had schoolwork

a basketball rolled to your feet and you looked up to see a boy dashing towards you

“sorry could you get that for me?”

you quietly picked it up and tossed it to him

he takes it and tosses it to the group of guys behind him, “I’m gonna take a break!”

you shuffled away from him; not expecting that he was going to talk to you

“hey, you’re Y/N the transfer student right? you’re in the same class as me.. I didn’t get the chance to introduce myself.. my friends call me WinWin~”

“hi..” was all you managed to say

“you here to study?” he followed you like a puppy

“no I just-”

“came here to slack off like me?”

“wh-what? no-”

“come here, I’ll teach you how to play basketball~” he took your hand and dragged you to the courts

“what about your homework?” you pointed to the lonely books and handouts that were sprawled on the bleachers

“huh? that’s just for show for when the teachers show up~”

and that’s how you skipped self-study to play basketball with your classmate

HAECHAN

after a tiring day, you decided to walk home instead of riding the bus

since it was so nice outside, you decided this was the best time to be alone and self-reflect

you were listening to music until you felt a gush of wind

soon after you saw a boy wearing the same uniform as you was wailing on the ground with his skateboard

concerned you dashed up to him

“are you okay?”

“I THINK I BROKE MY ARM OR SOMETHING! IT FRICKING HURTS!!”

then he looked up at you and paused for a moment before clearing his throat

he got up and tried to shrug it off, “I’m okay now, don’t worry-”

drips of blood trickled down his arm

“can I see your arm?”

he nods quietly

you pulled him to the side so that you wouldn’t bother other pedestrians

you rolled his sleeves up and saw that his arm was scraped up but wasn’t bruised

you poke around his joints, “does it hurt?”

“AH AH OWW!” he wailed

you quickly moved your hand away, “I’m sorry!”

he snickers at you, “just kidding~ no it doesn’t hurt~”

you frowned at him and pulled out some disinfectant and bandages; you cleaned his wounds, blowing on them so that he wouldn’t yell in your ears

after you wrapped him up, he thanked you

“thank you, Y/N~”

you figured that he was looking at your nametag so you looked at his

“stay safe, Haechan..”

you quickly walked away towards home

leaving the boy all pouty

You felt totally spent. Today was too much human interaction for you to handle.. And all of the guys were EXTREMELY GOOD-LOOKING. You figured that you should steer clear from them because you didn’t want to be trampled by their fans. While you were stuck in your thoughts, you got hungry. You saw a huge sign that said “CAFE” so you walked in.

“WELCOME TO AREA 127, MY PRINCESS~ HOW CAN WE SERVE YOU TODAY~” All of the boys that you had an interaction with today were all dressed as butlers. You looked at the sign again and it said, “CAFE AREA 127; Butler Cafe.”

“oh Y/N, it’s you!” You turned to see the boy that you kept on thinking about the whole day. That boy was....

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[ @sasuhinabigflash2020 || Day One: Chance ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata, Uzumaki Naruto, Haruno Sakura ] [ SasuHina, NaruSaku ] [ Verse: A Light Amongst Shadows ] [ AO3 Link ]

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With the end of the war and the aftermath all around it, Sasuke finds that what he feels the most is tired. Between the fighting, the politics, and his own personal struggles, all he wants to do upon securing his freedom is lay down and sleep for a thousand years. No more risks, no more struggling...just some peace and quiet.

But unfortunately, life waits for no man, not even Uchiha Sasuke. So, while he spends a great deal of his time cooped up at home, he eventually finds he can’t do so forever. While he has plenty on his mind, and could think himself through an entire day, there’s more that needs to be done.

Like work.

Missions are hardly a challenge, and he only takes them occasionally. Enough to support himself. Otherwise, he’s not too keen on supporting a system within a village that’s so cruelly wronged him in the past.

...but that’s what he devotes all of his spare thinking time into: it’s not going to be this way forever. So in the interim, he does what he must.

But that’s not all he finds himself unable to avoid.

“Oi! Teme!”

Lying on his stomach on a couch, Sasuke’s eyes peel open, gaze already murderous as Naruto quite clearly pounds on his door.

“I know you’re in there, ya bastard! Open up!”

Teeth gritting in a snarl, Sasuke takes to his feet and wrenches the door open. “What?”

Retreating half a step and looking ready to block a blow, Naruto hesitates a moment. “...jeez, what’s got you so crabby?”

“You, obviously. What do you want?”

“Well, uh...how to explain…” A finger itches at his chin. “The Academy’s putting on a fundraiser, and...I thought I’d ask if you could...help?”

“...help how?”

“Well the point is, it’s supposed t’be, like...a little carnival! Booths and all that. And you pay to play games or eat food or whatever. So, I thought, if you had some spare time tonight while it was going...you could maybe throw a few ryō their way…?”

Sasuke’s eyes narrow. “I can’t just make a donation or something?”

“Well, sure! But...c’mon man, that’s no fun! The kids have been working really hard on all their booths! And you know they’d be psyched to see ya!”

At that, the Uchiha’s expression painfully sours. “...I doubt that.”

“No, really! Look, I know…” Naruto sighs, a hand at his neck. “...I know it’s not easy. But these kids need people to look up to. And hey, you want people to know the truth, right? Well...where better to start than with kids? Before they get other garbage in their heads!”

He considers that. “...anyone else going?”

“I’ve got a few others roped in, but some of us are on missions right now. Sakura’s going, Kiba, Shikamaru...I think Ino said she’d think about it, and Hinata’s going!”

Though unchanged in expression, Sasuke internally brightens just a hair. “...all right, I’ll come out for a bit. Just...don’t expect much. I don’t want to be out late.”

“Oh please, they’ve all got bedtimes, too. The kids, I mean! It’s not gonna run all right or nothin’. It’ll open at two! So, y’know, you’ve got a little time.”

“Fine. I’ll be there.”

Naruto’s blues go starry. “Thanks, man! It means a lot! Iruka-sensei’s really excited about it!”

Ah, that explains a lot. Nodding, Sasuke watches the blond retreat before shutting his door. A little carnival, huh?

...sounds cute.

After a proper breakfast, some kata, and then a shower, Sasuke deems himself ready. Dressed as casually as any other day, he meanders toward the Academy grounds to see - as Naruto promised - little aisleways of booths.

...huh.

“Sasuke-kun!”

Repressing a cringe, he turns to see Sakura waving him over. Beside her stand Naruto and Hinata.

“See? Told you he’d come!”

“I’m a man of my word,” he replies blandly as he approaches.

“So, where to first? Games, food…?” Sakura asks, digging out her wallet.

“Games!” Naruto declares, hands thrown into the air. “I’m gonna win all of ‘em!”

“Carnivals are known for their rigged games,” the rosette counters with a grin.

“Pshhh, they’re kids! How much could they do?”

Heading for the proper booths, Sasuke stands idly toward the rear of the group, watching with guarded eyes. He hasn’t been to the Academy since…

“See anything you want to try, Sasuke-kun?”

Glancing to Hinata, Sasuke then roves eyes over the games. Most are...pretty basic. A ring toss, catching fish with a paper net, hitting targets...but one catches his attention. A game of chance, it declares.

“What’re the rules?” he asks the kid behind the booth, who quails slightly at the sight of him.

“We’d like to play, if that’s all right.” Coming up beside Sasuke, Hinata smiles charmingly. “But...we don’t know how.”

Glancing between the two, the little girl offers a set of dice. “...w-we roll. Whoever gets the higher number wins. The more rolls you do, the...the bigger the pot.”

“What are your prizes?”

After a pause, she fetches a little bag of...smaller bags? “I...made treats. If you win more, you get a bigger bag.”

“Well I like treats,” Hinata chirps in reply. “How about...two out of three to start?”

Nodding, the student hands Hinata a die, and they both roll. Hinata’s stops on a three, and the girl’s a five. Again. This time, Hinata’s six to her two.

In spite of himself, Sasuke finds himself watching the last cast a bit nervously. Hinata’s die lands with a five facing up. But the other spins and spins on a corner, landing on...a six.

“Aw, you got me!” Hinata laughs, handing over the proper ryō. “Want to try, Sasuke-kun?”

Eyeing the prizes, he admits, “...I’m not a big fan of sweets…”

“Well, maybe you can win them for me! And I’ll trade you another booth’s prize later.”

Again he glances to her, a flicker of uncertainty in his gaze. “...all right. Two out of three.”

Looking far more wary, the girl hands him a die. His first roll is a four, hers a one. Then his two to her five.

“Sure these dice aren’t loaded?” he teases, hesitating as she swiftly shakes her head.

“N-no! I just bought them this morning, I promise!”

“It’s all right,” Hinata gently cuts in. “He’s only joking. It’s all a game of chance after all, ne?”

“...yeah.” Taking up his die, Sasuke waits for the girl before casting. He ends up with a six, brightening only to see...a second six.

A tie.

“...roll again?” he asks, looking up.

Clearly unsure, the girl rapidly shakes her head again, and just hands him the bag. “T-thank you for playing!”

“...hey, I -?”

“Thank you,” Hinata intercedes, a hand on Sasuke’s arm before guiding him away.

In spite of himself, he feels his shoulders wilt. “...I just…”

“It’s all right, Sasuke-kun,” Hinata murmurs.

“No, it’s not. I knew coming here was a mistake,” he hisses bitterly. “I knew they’d -”

“Opinions are some of the slowest things to change. Sometimes...they never do. But not all of them matter.”

Watching a gaggle of students crowd around Naruto, Sasuke finds himself surprised by the painful pang in his chest. “...some matter more than you think.”

Softening, Hinata lays a hand upon his shoulder. “...it might not mean much, but...I’m not afraid of you, Sasuke-kun. I might not know or...understand completely, but I hope you know I’m on your side.”

Looking to her touch, Sasuke makes to reply...but soon finds himself interrupted as Naruto and Sakura rejoin them.

“Whoa, win some candy? Nice!”

“It took Naruto ten tries to beat the ring toss,” Sakura offers with a smirk, ignoring as the Uzumaki tries to make excuses.

Shaking his head, Sasuke hears Hinata giggle beside him, clearly amused by Naruto’s pleading.

...it brings another feeling to his chest, but...not quite the same as before.

“I vote we try some food next!” Sakura then offers, cutting Naruto off. “You can buy me my portion since you borrowed ryō for that game, Naruto.”

“But -! Sakura-chan, I -!”

“You want anything, Hinata?” Sasuke asks, following as the other pair start to move.

“No, thank you - I think the candy will suffice,” the Hyūga replies, smiling. “I don’t want to get a bellyache. Besides, I’m happy you won it for me.”

Ever so lightly, pink blooms along the bridge of Sasuke’s nose. “...hn. You’re welcome.”

Maybe this was all a good chance to take.

Heya everybody! Long time no see! Not gonna lie, it feels both good and yet a little weird to be posting on this blog again, haha! Since I wasn’t able to participate in SHM this year due to the schedule change and my own busyness, I’m super psyched to be able to do this event. Admittedly I’m a little on the slow side writing lately (I recently took nearly a month hiatus from my main blog), but I’m going to do my best to do every day that I can, and try and keep the same word count average I had during the year-long challenge. That said, there might be days I skip if it keeps to be too much. But I’m hoping that will not be the case! Anywho, just a little canon-divergent fluff-angst combo. I tried something in a modern verse first but it...flopped lol, so we have this instead which I like a lot better. Poor Sasuke...he has a lot to come to terms with and face upon his return after the war. But at least he’s got someone in his corner! That said, it’s very late and my eyeballs are not happy lol, so I’ll be back tomorrow! Thanks for reading!

#sasuhinabigflash2020 #shbf2020 #sasuhina #narusaku #uchiha sasuke #hyūga hinata #uzumaki naruto #haruno sakura #a light amongst shadows [ canon verse ]

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bssaz97 · 5 years

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Fun Times #1

*Atlas Academy, Recreation Room*

The RWBYNOR group have been experiencing a problem that many Huntsmen experience from time to time....boredom. They had no missions as of late and everything else was pretty much run of the mill errands to do. Something that they all either didn’t want to do or found too tame. The door to the rec room opens and comes in Jaune Arc with frizzed hair and a ‘STOP’ sign he got from his babysit- er, primary school voluntary work. He took a look at the room around him and found a spot to sit at on the end of a couch, in between RWBY and NOR. He sat down and sets the sign on his lap.

Yang: ....Ok I’ll bite, what happened to you Vomit Boy? Did those kids become rascals and tried to climb you like a tree?

Jaune: Pff, I wish, the kids were fine. It’s the mothers of those kids that I had to ward off.

Ruby: Wait what? Those ladies are still giving you trouble?

Jaune: (Rubs his face) No, it’s not that, they’re actually very friendly. A bit too friendly. I swear I had so many of them trying to ‘thank me’ for taking care of their kids that it’s really starting to get on my nerves. I think I’ve been given so many casseroles from Mrs. Lars that it’s starting to pile up in the fridge faster than we can get rid of.

Ruby: Well have you tried I don’t know......telling them to back off or that you’re not interested in their advances.

Jaune: I’ve thought about doing that but I’m worried that if I do that and they take it the wrong way, or maybe they aren’t trying to flirt with me and were just trying to be nice in a over friendly way and they’ll look at me like I’m the one getting the wrong idea.

Nora: Mmm. That’s a good point, a lot of ways they could spin it to make it seem you’re the bad guy. Thirsty moms are a scary thing.

Ruby:(Murmurs) I’ll give 'em something to be scared about....

Jaune: What was that Ruby?

Ruby: What? I didn’t say anything. I was....thinking about that casserole that you mentioned. I’m gonna go get some! (Saying the last statement very tightly then left for the kitchen)

Oscar: So, I’m gonna assume we’re going to be having casserole again for dinner?

Nora: Looks like it. I gotta say, I loved the idea of you getting more attention from the ladies because of the new haircut, but now it’s starting to become old. I miss eating other food!

Blake: Maybe we can go out somewhere to eat so that we have something to do.

Weiss: Actually that does remind me of something. Winter said that the academy was going to be holding a ceremony for a class reunion for older Atlas graduates that she’s going to be attending this evening. Perhaps we can go there.

Oscar: Wouldn’t you all need clearance for that from Ironwood?

Weiss: Nonsense, the event is open to all the Atlas students and hunters, besides it more of a formality for old friends to reacquaint with old peers.

Blake: Well that could be fun. What do you think Yang? ....Yang?

She turned to see that her partner was locked on to her scroll and was having a content smile. Yang looked to be texting someone when all of a sudden she feels a nudge on her shoulder. Yang looks away from the screen and sees everyone’s eyes looking at her inquisitively.

Yang: (Closes her scroll) Haha! Sorry guys you were saying?

Nora: Well.~ You seemed in a good mood, who were you texting?

Yang: Hmm. Oh! I was just reading a message from a pen pal of sorts.

Weiss: Pen pal? I wasn’t aware you had kept in contact with any social relationships outside the rest of us.

Yang: Well Weisscream, I’m sorry to disappoint but I do have a life outside of you all and saving the world. Plus you can’t tell me talking to the same people everyday doesn’t sometimes get on your nerves.

Weiss: Hmm. Fair point. So who are they?

Yang: Oh they’re called Nunya.

Weiss: ‘Nunya’? That’s a interesting name.

Yang: Yeah and their full name is Nunya Business!

Weiss: What kind of name is.....Hey wait a minute!

The other remaining friends starts to laugh at the expense of former heiress. While on of the more intellectual of the group, slang was still foreign to her.

Weiss: Alright! Alright! I get that I walked myself into that one. Sense you are not willing to reveal the identity of your friend Xiao-Long, I will not pry any more.

Yang: Great. Glad to hear Weisscream. Now if you’ll excuse me I’m gonna go to the dorm.

Blake: You’re not going to the ceremony with us?

Yang: Sorry Blakey but I’m gonna be flying solo tonight. Miss me too much you guys!~

With that Yang left the rec room and was out of sight from the group.

Jaune: Well sense she’s gonna be doing her own thing, maybe we should try going out someplace fun. Be nice to spend with people my age than moms and kids. By the way is Ruby back yet? She’s been in the kitchen for awhile.

Ren: I’ll check. (Walks from couch to rec room Kitchen) Ruby were you able to-

Ruby is seen looking at a burning pile of what smelt of casseroles in a trash bin. She looks at Ren and they make eye contact for a brief moment before he slowly backtracked his steps and made his way back to the couch.

Ren: Just checked with Ruby, turns out we’re out of casserole. Went bad.

Jaune: Dang it! I knew we wouldn’t be able to finish them before they spoiled.

Ruby:(Coming back from kitchen) Welp! Since we’re out of food, I vote we go do something fun! Maybe we could get Penny to join along.

Weiss: I think she maybe too busy attending the ceremony with Winter as she’s a Atlas representative.

Ruby: Oooohhh yeah. Bummer.

Jaune: Hey Ruby how about we all go see that new movie that we’ve been seeing on the posters lately?

Oscar: Can I come along?

Ruby: Oh, sure I don’t see why not? Jaune?

Jaune: Yeah that’s sounds good the more the merrier!

Oscar: Yes!

Nora: Well you can count us in too! Beats going to a snore fest like a social event. (Grabs Ren and wrapped her arm around him)

Weiss: Well I guess that just leaves you and me Blake.

Blake: You know actually I noticed that the Atlas library had a book that really seemed interesting to read-!

Weiss:(Grabbing her via summon arm) Oh no you don’t! I refuse to attend this event by myself, and you’re the only one singled out by everyone here. So dare try to weasel your way out of this!

Blake: But-! Books!

Weiss: (Dragging her friend to the exit of the rec room exit) They aren’t going to grow legs and run away, they’ll be there when we return.

Blake:(Whimpers)

Soon both W and B of team of their group left the rec room leaving only five of the eight friends by themselves.

Jaune: Guess that just leaves us. Kinda funny, this may be one of the first times we’ve had a chance to hang out as team RNJR.

Ruby: Wait really?! ....oh yeah! Oh this’ll be great then, this will be just like when we had time to relax during our time in Anima!

Nora: Oh yeah Team RNJR is back baby! Wait a minute, we have Oscar with us so that does kind of chance the name a bit.

Ren: So what should we call this arrangement then?

Nora:Hmmmmmmmmmmm.

Jaune: Guys we don’t need necessarily a new name for the group, we’re just going to see a movie, not fight a final boss Grimm.

Ruby: Besides, it’s just like Jaune said, doesn’t matter what we’re called. As long as we’re together. (Smiles)

Nora: Yeah you’re right. I’ll think of something later. Anyway let’s make this night a killer!

Ruby/Jaune: Yeah!

Ren/Oscar: Yeah.

*RWBY Dormitory*

Yang entered the room and sighed. That was a close one, she almost didn’t think they would let her leave that easily. Before she could think about the matter further she felt her scroll vibrate as her friend had messaged her once more. She opened the scroll to view the message.

White_Knight: Are you still up for tonight? I didn’t rush you too soon did I?

White_Knight: I could always reschedule!

Sun_Dragon: Nah . You’re good, just my friend was trying to be nosey.

Sun_Dragon: Anyway, you still want to go see that new horror flick that’s out now? Heard it’s supposed to be intense.

White_Knight: Most definitely. I’ve reserved private seats for us on top where we won’t have anyone being ‘nosey’ as you say it.

Sun_Dragon: Really?! Dang I thought reserving a seat was hella expensive on primere night!

White_Knight: Never to fear, I have good connections so the seats are very much legit.

Sun_Dragon: ....bet?

White_Knight: On everything.

Sun_Dragon: Geez Knight, keep tryin’ to impress me and you might get yourself a girlfriend by the end of the night cutie~ ;-)

White_Knight: I like to impress my dear. But let’s keep it slow before we start talking about relationships. Or you might come off as desperate ;-)

Sun_Dragon: Ok see you tonight <3

White_Knight: Can’t wait! <3

Yang smiled after the chat with her pen pal. She originally started talking to Knight after download Instaspam on her scroll when she took that selfie with Blake. Originally she got a lot of likes for how the two looked like a cute lesbian couple but she put a plug on that real quick. While she and Blake we’re getting back to better times, she wasn’t really interested in starting a full on relationship with her partner. Kind of brought bad thoughts about her own family dynamic so that was a no-no. Of course she did lose a few subs for the apparent ‘queer baiting’ from some of the ruder people on the app, but others were actually glad that she made the clarification early on so that people wouldn’t make inaccurate assumptions.

It was actually how she met Knight, through a personal message saying how brave she was to tell the truth and not to take the fake friends words seriously. Yang was a bit suprised about the message so she thanked him later and one thing lead to another and they were talking almost everyday whenever she wasn’t on missions. She got a look at his profile and it looked like he was a music enthusiast and played multiple instruments like the piano and violin. She of course teased him of being a nerd for apparently liking classical music for being a young man. However to her suprise he sent her a link to one of his tracks of his music and while not of fan of classical, he was very good at playing piano covers. He didn’t have a profile picture so she asked if she could send her a picture, she had to be sure he wasn’t a creepy old man or something. To her suprise he did send a picture. Granted he was wearing a hat and a pair of glasses but he definitely looked young. Maybe a bit too young. She was a bit uncomfortable about this little tidbit about Knight, but she knew he was definitely only two years younger than her.

Yang’s sisterly instinct was too let Knight know that he shouldn’t try to flirt with girls older than him but the more she thought about it....it couldn’t be that bad. They stayed only as friends and besides casual teasing it wasn’t anything excessive that would send people the wrong message. So she kept in contact with him. Besides her own sister had a massive crush on a guy two years her senior so it wasn’t that bad. Besides Knight was a nice guy, always polite, never vulgar or tried to ask for body shots of her. What really got her was his respect for women. He apparently had a family mostly consisting of women so that put some insight. So Yang was very glad that Knight didn’t turn out to be a creep. Who knows, maybe she might give him a reward if this first outing goes smoothly.

Yang: Guess I’ll see you tonight Mr. Knight.~

*Schnee Manor*

Whitley has been rereading the chat for the past two minutes and couldn’t believe how far Sun_Dragon and him have come from complete strangers to good friends. He originally gotten Instaspam as a way to entertain himself and share his musical taste to other musical enthusiasts. When one of his recommended came up one day and he saw a picture that immediately took his breath away. That was when first was introduced to Sun_Dragon. He saw at the time how people were bashing her for the honestly miss assumptions about her relationship with a friend. He couldn’t believe how others could be so ignorant and uncouth behavior they were treating the poor dear. He normally doesn’t try to engage in these types of topics but he knew he needed to say something that would let her know that not everyone was like these wolves who just enjoyed to harass her. From their their interactions developed then blossomed into the first genuine relationship he’s ever had.

Truthfully if he had to say, Sun_Dragon may have been his only friend. A friend that he had grown especially fond of. Whitley tried to reason that he was only had a small crush because of her majestic beauty, but soon he began to realize that he found everything about her wonderful, her personality, her casual attude and her plain honesty she told. He had never met a more genuine person than Sun_Dragon. The only problem he was worried about was if his age had worried her some, because being a underage minor made some who were female admirers scared off because of fear of being called a pedophile. However she seemed not too worried about the age gap as she was only two years older than him. That made his whole day when she told him that. Whitley was content for the most part with the screen conversations they had but soon he desired to step up the pace, to meet in person. Whitley was sure she would turn down his advances but surprisingly Sun_Dragon favored the idea as well and now brought him to this moment. In a mere few hours he will meet the woman of his dreams. So naturally he only had one response.

Whitley: YES!!! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes yes, yes! Whitley you’re a genius! Oh my gods! Thank you! Oh......this is officially the best day of my life.

So yes, he was excited.

*Trying something different just a bit of a side story, not canon to anything just a spoof or omake if you will. More for comedy than anything. Hope you all enjoy!*

#rwby lancaster #lancaster #ruby rose x jaune arc #ruby rose #jaune arc #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #blake belladona #nora valkyrie #lie ren #oscar pine #whitley schnee #rwby frozen dragon

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myhockeyworld87 · 5 years

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Choices - Tyler Seguin/Jamie Benn - Part 1

Alright, here is the new series I’ve been promising. So remember the books,(and now they have apps) where you chose your own adventure? Well it’s kind of like that. I’m going to try and post this every Wednesday; I will then wait 48 hours for people to vote and tell me how the next part should go. You can do this by commenting in the notes or shooting me a message in my Ask Me Anything box if you want to be anonymous. This is either going to be a great idea I had or really dumb. I guess we will see….haha. I just thought it would be a fun way to be a little more active with everyone. I may give it an extra day since this is the first part. Anyway feedback is appreciated. It will jump from different points of views as well.

Word Count: 1630

POV: Tyler

Song Inspiration: Dreamer by Kari Kimmel

Warnings: None

Notes: So full disclosure, I used to sing in a band for years and sometimes when I listen to those songs again; I get inspired to write. This one totally made me think of a love triangle and who better than Tyler and Jamie. Hope you guys like this. Peace, Love and Hugs Y’All!

It was somewhat exciting to finally meet the woman who had captured Jamie’s attention. She was all he seemed to talk about these days; and from the sounds of it she was really something special. So when he came to you with the idea that you two double date tonight; you had no problem saying yes. It wasn’t like you had someone special in your life, just a regular that you called on from time to time; though she liked to claim she was your girlfriend. As long as you got what you needed, and she kept you off her social sites; you saw no harm in the moniker.

Walking into the quaint little lounge with Kathleen, you saw Jamie seated at a table close to the front. Jamie’s girl was new to the area, moving here for a job; though she had a gig singing at a club from time to time. Tonight being one of those nights. “Hey guys,” Jamie greeted you. “It’s good to see you again Kathleen.” Luckily Kathleen wasn’t too bright and missed the side eye Jamie gave you. He kept insisting the doe-eyed girl was bad news; vaguely you wondered if he was right. “(Y/N) is up shortly, then after her set, she’ll join us.”

“Do you think you could get any closer to the stage Chubbs? I don’t think I can see anything from here.” You had to give him a hard time. It was easy to tell he was in love.

“Whatever Segs. Try not to be an ass tonight.”

A waitress came by and took your drink orders, Jamie knowing her name; since he’d become a regular here. “What me an ass? Never.” Mockingly you put your hand to your heart; as if Jamie’s accusations hurt you. “In all honesty I’m anxious to meet this woman, who you can’t seem to stop talking about.”

“I can’t wait for you to meet her. I’m sure you’re going to love her just like I do.” Kathleen faked coughed; as if to draw attention to herself. Jamie was right you really needed to cut the poor girl loose; she was only a plus one, here to be silent and look pretty, that was all.

The lights dimmed then, a spotlight focused on an empty piano on stage; drawing the attention of the audience. Slowly band members came in focus, before a figure hidden in shadows made their way onto the stage. At that moment you could only see her hourglass figure; something that appealed to your masculine nature. As she took the seat at the piano, the details of her face came into focus; they were details that were familiar to you. It was only her profile but you would swear on a stack of bibles you knew that face; it haunted you in your dreams. Notes floated to your brain, as her fingers deftly moved over the keys. It was a sad melody, one you didn’t recognize; but then her voice broke through the fog in your brain.

Used to laugh aloud when you’re around,

now your far away

Can’t even hear me

Every other word you said to me

As I fell asleep

Are now, just fading whispers

I can’t remember

I believe we were in this together

Giving everything for a chance at forever

It all started rushing back to you. Two summers ago in Toronto, you’d met her at some boating party; she’d been a guest of a friend and had immediately captured your attention. The two of you had flirted wildly, and it wasn’t a surprise to anyone when you took her home that night to your downtown apartment. From there it had been one passionate night after another. She was a fire that wouldn’t quit burning inside you; nor did you want it to die. She would work during the day and you would train; but every night was spent together. To say that you fell fast and hard, would be an understatement; you fell madly in love with her days after knowing her. It was as if you couldn’t get enough of her.

I’m a dreamer, who should’ve known better

And I thought you had a dream here too.

I’m a dreamer, who should’ve known better

Cause now I have to live, have to live

In this dream without you.

On the weekends, you took her to your house on the lake; where at night you would lay out on a blanket and look at all the stars. She told you all her dreams, and you’d confided yours in turn. She’d always had a passion for singing, and she had the voice of an angel; though it didn’t pay the bills. So, instead she sang for fun. She would sing in the shower, until you joined her and then instead of a melody filling the room, it was her moans; you could still hear them. Though now her voice was filled with sadness, as the song in the present continued.

With every other word you made me yours,

With every wish you breathed, and every promise.

How did ya read my mind, tell me every line that I longed to hear,

Well you were so convincing, but you left me empty.

I remember when we were both so naive,

And now you’re telling me that you never believed.

The two of you would make love for hours. Then you’d lay in bed, holding her in your arms; as you whispered how you never wanted to let her go. How you wanted to spend the rest of your life with her. All those words had been true then, you believed them as much as she did. You had painted a beautiful picture of the two of you; happily married, kids running around the house. It was what you both wanted; even thought that’s where you were headed.

When did it all become too much

And couldn’t you fight a little harder for us.

You traded dreams for reality, and promises you couldn’t keep

And nothing was the way it seemed.

The words resonated in your brain. How did things go wrong? You’d made her promises of love, of a life filled with forever. But then you’d gone back to Dallas, and all those promises got thrown out the door in one night, when you’d let too much alcohol get the best of you. You’d woken up with some random chick draped across you. Vaguely, you remembered rushing out of the room and calling (Y/N), though it was too late. Mike Stud, had captured your little tryst on Instagram; the thirty seconds did more damage than you could’ve ever thought. She didn’t answer the phone for two days, and when she did, she told you to go to hell; and so you did. Drinking and partying, trying to forget the one woman you wanted to spend your life with. Until now, now you were sitting front row, while she sang what was undoubtedly a song about the two of you.

I’m a dreamer, who should’ve known better;

And I thought you had a dream here too.

I’m a dreamer, who should’ve known better;

Cause now I have to live, have to live in this dream without you.

I should’ve known better.

Oh and I thought you had a dream here too

I’m a dreamer who should’ve known better

because now I have to live have to live in this dream without you.

As the last strands of the melody faded away, you felt a tear slide down your cheek.She didn’t need to live a life without you; you were right here. You could have everything back; only now she was with your best friend. Who when you looked over was beaming with pride, at what you were sure was the love of his life. Anger boiled inside you, it wasn’t fair; Jamie couldn’t be in love with her; not when (Y/N) was yours.

The next thought that jumped into your head, was how in the hell was she with Jamie? Your mind raced back to what Jamie had told you about her. They met at the supermarket of all places, she’d slipped or something; you couldn’t recall the exact details. Distantly you remembered him saying something about her not knowing he played hockey; but he really hadn’t gone into specifics. You searched your mind to try and recall if you’d ever talked about Jamie to (Y/N) two years ago; but you weren’t sure. The two of you had focused solely on each other, not really caring about the outside world. Of course she knew you played hockey for the Dallas Stars; so how did she not connect the dots with Jamie. There were a million questions, swirling around in your head; and only one woman could answer them. Currently, she was up on stage belting out another tune. There was no way you could sit there another second; your heart was beating fast and it felt like you couldn’t breathe. Excusing yourself from the table you got up; walking straight out the door. It took you a full five minutes before you could collect yourself and go inside.

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Alright, now it’s your turn to make the next choice in the story. Should Tyler:

Walk back inside and go straight back behind stage to confront you.

Walk back inside, sit back down at the table and wait for a better opportunity to talk to you.

Walk back inside and pretend he doesn’t remember you.

Walk away! This was a stupid idea and I should just end this story.

The choice is your. You can send your A, B, C or D answer in the comments or to my Ask Me Anything box if you’d like to remain anonymous.

#tyler seguin #jamie benn #tyler seguin imagine #tyler seguin imagines #jamie benn imagine #jamie benn imagines #dallas stars #dallas stars imagine #dallas stars imagines #nhl imagines #nhl imagine #nhl fanfic #hockey imagines #hockey imagine #hockey fanfiction #choices #Bennguin #choices series Tyler Seguin Jamie Benn

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caddyheron · 5 years

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Deck the halls

LATE CHRISTMAS FIC AND IT HAS BARELY BEEN EDITED IT IS 3:30 IN THE MORNING I HAVE TO BE AWAKE IN THREE HOURS, pls help/

Overdue fluffy fic that needs proper editing haha i’m tired

Words: 1189

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Reds and blues and yellows shone fervently into the living room, shining directly into Katherine Howard’s eyes. At any regular time, Katherine disliked Christmas and the discussion of Christmas, but the brightly shining tree which Jane insisted on having increased her agitation. Jane’s joyous cheer was oddly irking Katherine – it wasn’t how she felt, so she didn’t want Jane to either.

Sitting, soft white blanket wrapped around her, Katherine sulked. Even to the delightful scent of Jane’s ginger and chocolate cookies. She wasn’t sure why she was sulking, but she was annoyed. Everyone else had bright smiles plastered on their faces, constantly chatting about how excited they were to have their second non-Tudor Christmas. But Katherine? She couldn’t find the same joy, and she was annoyed at that.

“Hey, love,” Jane beamed, dusting off her hands on her apron branded “queen”.

“Hi,” the younger girl stated bluntly.

Jane screwed up her face to the bluntness of the youngest queen’s words, mild worry filling her. She softened her features and cocked her head to the side before sitting down beside Katherine. “Not excited?” Jane asked, a tender pondering.

The youngest queen turned away from Jane, frustration brimming. She wanted to be excited like everyone else! But it just wasn’t what she wanted. The traditions of the Tudor Christmas were so much nicer. Even if it was her second Christmas in the modern era, Katherine had barely remembered her first as it was filled with anxiety and trust aversion, that she simply found it had been impossible to enjoy.

“What gave that away, hm?” Katherine bit, unintentionally a little harsher than her intentions were.

“Sweetheart, you don’t need to find it exciting, enjoyable or entertaining…” Jane trailed off, unsure. “If,” she pondered once more, truly wondering if now was a decent time to open up to Katherine. “If it wasn’t for you lot, I… I very much doubt that I would be celebrating it myself.”

The reaction which came from Katherine was an intrigued and a little nervous look; she turned back to face Jane. “Hmm?” Katherine queried, almost sure of the answer, however.

Jane swallowed, quite obviously still unsure if it was really her place to speak. Christmas was meant to be about joy and family coming together to celebrate, to love each other and be thankful for what they have. It shouldn’t be a time for focusing on upsetting pasts and hurtful memories, Jane was sure.

“What is it, mum?” Katherine asked again, her tone a lot lighter than before, body fully turned to Jane. Katherine relaxed more and more in the presence of Jane

The word mum, even if Katherine had been calling her mum for months, filled Jane with unimaginable glee; she had to stop herself from smiling so wide it hurt. “It’s Edward,” Jane began, testing the waters to see if the warm feeling would falter. It didn’t. “I never got to spend a Christmas with him. Christmas, with all the mums and their children, it makes me think of him, even if I try not to. If I didn’t have you girls then I certainly wouldn’t even consider celebrating…”

Without a second consideration, Katherine tackled Jane into a hug, a little Christmas cheer filling her suddenly. “Christmas is about family,” Katherine nodded, still deep in hug with Jane who had received it happily. “Christmas is about family an- “Katherine attempted to reiterate, but before she could, she was cut off by two voices.

“Course it is babes… and presents!” The first voice spoke, distinctly the voice of Katherine’s older cousin, Anne.

And a second voice: “Hugging without me?” a mock offended tone, very obviously Anna of Cleves.

Smiling, Katherine momentarily pulled away from Jane, who’s eyes were beginning to well up with the happiest tears in a long time. Swallowing them down, Jane laughed. “Lady Anne Boleyn, I’ll have you find that if you say Christmas is about presents, then Santa won’t come!”

At that, Anne burst out in a fit of laughter, barely able to contain herself for such mock offense on Jane’s face. “Right, I’ll go plead with our fairy them and explain how I’ve been such a good girl this year!” Anne spoke between gasping breaths of laughter.

Before Jane or Anna had time to retort, Katherine quickly dragged Anna onto the sofa with herself and Jane, cuddling up in the middle of them both, a smile happily plastered on her face, Christmas spirit filling her. Jane smiled too, warmth filling her chest once more, head filled with happiness, rather than thoughts of her son.

“Come onnn,” Anne whined, once more, faux offended. “Can I get any cuddles around here?”

Little did Anne know that the chaos of the living room had attracted the attention of the other two Catherine’s, the youngest one using Anne’s remark as the perfect opportunity to pull her backwards into a hug.

Which did not go as planned. Both Cathy Parr and Anne fell backwards onto Catherine of Aragon, who had had just enough time to make herself a lovely mug of hot tea, before it was promptly spilled. All over her. Because Anne and Cathy fell.

“I swear to Heaven above you-“Catherine began before Anne had a chance to stand up.

“Oh Catalina!” Anne quipped, sarcasm biting her tone as she laughed. “My ever so sincerest apologies for donning your such wonderous gown in that foul liquid one calls tea! How could I ever have been so clumsy?”

The mild tension caused by tea spilling, was suddenly interrupted in mountains of laughter – even from Cathy who had felt quite awful at making her godmother spill scalding hot tea all over herself. The awful feeling quelled significantly when noted that Catherine was also almost to the floor with laughter from yet another famous Anne Boleyn quip.

Once the laughter had all died down, Catherine had put on something not tea stained, and everyone was in the living room, sporadically placed from the sofa to a chair to Cathy Parr sitting cross legged on the floor, blanket wrapped around her cosily, hot chocolate in her left hand.

“Let’s watch Elf!” Katherine beamed suddenly, sitting straight up between Anna and Jane, so close to spilling the hot chocolate which everyone voted on Anne making for the ruining of one of Catherine’s dresses.

Smiling, Jane agreed. “Certainly!” They hadn’t seen the movie for some time, and they had nominated it best 21st century movie last Christmas.

For being in best view of the television, Catherine grabbed the remote and pressed play. The chattering fell silent as they all watched with happy contentment, sipping hot chocolate. Katherine Howard wasn’t sure what had been missing earlier, as she sat alone, aggravated by the cheer spread by everyone else, but she was sure this was how she was meant to feel now. Loved and warm, filled with family and Christmas spirit. For Jane (and both Catherines and Anne admittedly) the thing they knew they were missing were their children… but it felt right, even without them now. Happiness was present in all of the queens, hearts filled with joy.

#six #six fanfiction #six the musical fanfiction #six the musical #six the musical fanfic #catherine of aragon #catherine parr #anna of cleves #katherine howard #jane seymour #anne boleyn #pls like this am sleepy

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jungkookiebus · 6 years

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Grammy Fuck (m)

A/N: Just as the title states, this is a Grammy fuck, haha. I based this off a dream someone told me they had. It’s just a quick little drabble. :)

Genre: Smut

Pairings: idol!Jimin x Reader

Warnings: explicit sexual content, oral (m receiving), they fuck in a dressing room, it’s quick but hey who wouldn’t want to fuck Jimin at the Grammys.

The red carpet was swarmed with people. Your insides buzzed with excitement and nervousness as you held the small voice recorder in your hand. Miles stood beside you fiddling with the camera.

“Stop fidgeting,” he said while checking the memory card was inserted properly.

“This is my first time at the Grammys.” You tried to look brave, but your voice wavered.

“Well, it’s not mine. It’ll all happen so quickly you won’t know your head from your ass, and it’ll be over before you know it.”

“Very helpful.”

Miles just shrugged. “The truth is all.”

You heard the swell of voices rise around you as cars started to pull up curbside to let out the night’s invited celebrities. You readied yourself at the edge of the barricade in hopes of getting a small interview with anyone.

After many failed attempts, Miles sighed heavily beside you.

“Really, ______, you gotta put yourself out there. These people have been doing this for years. You have to be cutthroat if you’re going to get any interview.”

He was right. If you were going to drag yourself back to your new job with nothing, you knew for sure you’d be out on the street come Monday. That’s when you saw them. The first k-pop group to grace the red carpet at the Grammys. This was your chance to get the interview everyone at that barricade coveted.

Their leader, Namjoon(…was that his name?), was doing his best to talk to as many people as possible. You wracked your brain for names, but in your nervousness your mind fucked you over and dumped all information you had stored there. Fuck, fuck, fuck. How could you be so fucking stupid? All the other members followed dutifully behind looking like supermodels on the runway. Putting on a brave face you set your shoulders and took a deep breath.

“Go for it, girl,” Miles whispered behind you.

“Excuse me!” you yelled over the din of voices around you. There were several people on both sides of you that were desperately trying to get the attention of the group. You hoped you didn’t look too desperate. “Would you mind answering a few questions?” You really hoped he would choose you to stop with next. Handlers were moving them along so as not to hold up the rest of the people exiting their cars.

The pink haired boy tapped Namjoon’s shoulder and pointed in your direction. Or did he? Were you imagining things? Your palms began to sweat as the group shuffled in your direction. Oh god, they were coming to you. This was really happening. A smile was plastered across his face as he nodded in your direction as he drew closer.

“Show time,” Miles said beside you bringing his camera up to film your interview.

“Hello!” Namjoon said with a slight bow as he firmly planted himself in front of you and smiled down brightly.

They were all so tall…and so beautiful. You almost forgot to breathe for a second as you took in all seven faces smiling back at you with kindness and patience. You could do this.

“Hi!” you said brightly. Fuck. Were you overdoing it? You bet you looked like the biggest goober that graced the red carpet in the history of ever. You were already making a mental list of things you would need to do when you had to find a new job.

There were randomly shouted hi’s and hello’s in your direction. A blonde head popped around the shoulder of Namjoon.

“Hello I am Jin. Worldwide Handsome,” he said while extending his hand towards you.

You laughed as his large hand swallowed yours in a gentle shake. The mint-haired boy slapped him on the back and said something to him excitedly in Korean.

“How does it feel being the first Korean group to make it to the Grammys?” you asked. And then you were off; questions came naturally from you and after a few minutes the handlers were telling them they needed to move on. You gushed your thanks yous to the group as they started to move forward. The pink-haired boy that had pointed you out earlier quickly came to the barricade holding out his hand.

“Jimin,” he smiled. “ARMY?” You weren’t so dumb that you didn’t know their fanbase.

“Of course.” You gave him your biggest smile. His was so infectious that you couldn’t help smile back.

“See you later, okay?” he asked.

“Y-yeah. Later!” And with that he moved on with the rest of the group.

“See you later?” Miles asked beside you. “He’s a strange one.”

“English isn’t his first language, leave him alone. Did you get it?”

“Every last bit. Good job. I knew you had it in you.”

You playfully punched his shoulder. “Thanks for the vote of confidence, asshat.”

“Alright, we got the gold. Let’s get inside. They got us press seats this year,” he said with a waggle of his eyebrows.

Inside the center was loud. So many people were talking and shouting to one another from different rows and others were gathered in the aisles talking amongst themselves.

“This is us,” Miles said pointing to a pair of seats right at the end of the aisle. “Easy escape if you want to dip out early.”

This was all new and exciting to you. You took in the sights around you and even felt a sense of surreal reality as you watched various celebrities you had only seen online or in magazines mingle with one another. Before you knew it, people were taking their seats and the awards ceremony was starting. It all became a blur after a while with the stopping, starting, film this, film that, performances, etc.

You were startled out of a daze when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You jumped slightly as you turned to see a suited security guard standing next to you.

“_______?” he asked.

“Yes?” you looked quickly to Miles who looked just as confused as you.

“The press committee just has a couple of questions for you, then you can come back to your seat.”

You looked at Miles again with a look of ‘does this normally happen?’ written on your face. He just shrugged as you stood from your seat and followed the man. He led you around the perimeter of seats and towards a door that lead somewhere in the backstage area. He weaved in and out of workers that were bustling in the back before stopping in front of a door. With a gesture of his hand he stood in the hallway and looked at the door.

“In there?” you asked pointing at it.

“Yes, ma’am.”

This was all strange. Something in the back of your head told you this was not right, but who were you to argue right now? Tentatively you opened the door and walked inside. The room was dimly lit, which was very different from the harsh fluorescents of the hallways, and was stuffed almost to the gills with various dresses, coats, suits, costumes, etc.

“Hello,” you heard from your right.

You stifled a yelp as your back hit the door. You saw the pink hair first as the light caught it in the dim glow.

“Jimin?” you asked. What the fuck was going on? Press committee your ass. You were suddenly very nervous. The same beautiful boy that had pointed to you earlier and made a point to talk to you after was now standing in front of you, but what was happening? Why were you here and why the fuck was he in here with you?

“I said I’d see you later, yea?” he said stepping forward. He was a good foot taller than you. You heart pounded in your chest and the tension was heavy, but why? Why could you cut the air with a knife right now?

You licked your lips nervously. Jimin’s gaze flickered minutely down to your lips before he was looking at you again.

“Sorry. I’m not good,” he said smiling once again and playfully pointing to his mouth.

“Ah, it’s okay.” Your laugh came out a little crazy in your opinion. This was all making you very nervous and you weren’t sure why.

“You okay?” he asked as he stepped forward even more. Shit, shit, shit, shit. Seriously, what the hell is going on here? Your mind raced to a million different conclusions to this. Outside you heard the deep boom of bass as someone started to perform. You heard a light tune play in the room and Jimin held up one finger as he took his phone out of his pocket. He quickly put it back after he viewed the message and looked at you again. This time his gaze seemed a little darker; a little more coy from what you could tell in the dim lighting. You gulped audibly.

“Not much time,” he said.

“For…?” Before you knew it, your back was most definitely up against the door and Jimin’s lips were on yours.

What, your brain shouted, is happening?!

Jimin drew back from you breathing heavily. Your breath was caught in your throat as you drank in the sight of him.

“Is this okay?” he asked.

Fuck it.

“Yes.” His lips were on yours again as his hand came down to your ass and pulled your hips into his. He moaned lowly as you allowed him access to your mouth to explore you fully. You had never experienced a kiss so sinful. His plush lips moved softly against yours, but his tongue was telling an entirely different story. You were suddenly wondering what else he could do with it. As if on cue he moved his mouth to your jaw and the column of your neck. Your head lolled sideways to give him more access. His hands dug into your hips as he held you more firmly against him. His fingers found the button to your pants and he quickly undid them, and his hand immediately dived into the front of them, bypassing your underwear, and straight to your folds. You were suddenly, and instantly, wet. He was trying to be soft, but you knew he was in a hurry. His fingers started a slow, rolling motion over your clit.

“Ah,” you sighed as your head hit the door again. His other hand guided yours to his now painfully hard cock that strained the front of his slacks. Right, he probably wanted to be touched as well. His motions on your clit never slowed as you fumbled to undo his pants. It took all your concentration to get to what you wanted. You pulled his boxers down slightly to free his cock as it landed heavily in your hand. You moaned at the sight; you had never seen one so beautiful in your life. It was not overly long, but the girth had your mouth watering at the sight. You brought your hand to the head to gather the precum gathering there to spread it down his length. Jimin let out a low moan as he brought his hand against the door beside your head to brace himself. All the while, he never let up on his motions on your clit. He knew exactly how to use his fingers to get you wetter by the second.

“Taste?” he asked. You weren’t sure in what sense, so instead of trying to find out you dropped to your knees. You immediately grasped the base of his cock and brought the head to your lips. You looked up from your position to see him now bracing himself with both hands against the door and gazing down at you. The pink hair framed his face and his mouth fell open at the sight of you on your knees. Still gazing upwards, you opened your mouth and sank down on his cock until your nose hit his abdomen and he slipped past your gag reflex. You saw his eyes roll into the back of his head as he muttered something you couldn’t understand. You had never had much trouble with deep-throating so you kept your mouth there and swallowed hard around him and his hips bucked forward into you. He looked conflicted as he asked you a question in Korean. You just hummed around his cock as you placed both hands on his thighs. Your fingers gripped around the tight muscles there as you looked at him, hoping that your gaze would give him consent to whatever he had asked you. He seemed to understand as he started to slowly move his hips, fucking himself into your mouth. It didn’t take him long to realize your gag reflex was almost non-existent as he started to thrust faster into you. Spit started to collect at the corner of your mouth, and it all became messy very quickly. You pulled his pants down the rest of the way, so you could reach to cup and squeeze his balls in your hand. The sight above you was one to behold as sweat started to roll down his temples, his mouth slightly open, and his eyes hooded has he watched his cock disappear into your mouth. You moaned around his cock again and he thrust harder a few more times before he quickly stepped back and out of your mouth. He grabbed you up from the floor harshly and your back slammed into the door again as his lips found yours once more. He was all hands as he pulled your pants down enough to expose your ass. He grabbed your hips and turned you around harshly and brought his chest against your back, reaching from behind his hand found your folds once more. He slid two fingers inside of you easily and started to pump them in and out of you at a fast pace. You felt his impatience when he pulled his hand from you too soon and you felt him as he guided his cock to slip between your folds. He rubbed it back and forth there to coat it with your now abundant arousal that he was causing. He grabbed your hips to bring them slightly back towards him as he slid into your cunt. You both moaned as he bottomed out, but there wasn’t time to draw this out. His thrusts started hard and fast and didn’t let up from there. Your hands were braced against the door and your cheek was on the cool metal; your face slid slightly on the door on each thrust. Sweat was now rolling down your face and back as he brought you to new heights. Never before had you been so deliciously stretched and fucked before. You stood on your tip toes to bring your hips higher as his cock started to brush along your g-spot. Jimin reached around you and placed a harsh slap on your clit. You cried out as your hands slid further up the door and your chest was brought flush to it. Jimin pushed harder against you to bring most of your body against the door to brace himself as his fingers began to rub hard circles on your clit. You felt your orgasm quickly approaching and you suddenly couldn’t stop the noises coming from your mouth. He was very effectively hitting your g-spot on each thrust and the screams coming from you were almost animalistic. That was when you heard the knock on the door and the, ”You better be quiet.” from the guard outside. Jimin brought the hand that was previously bracing himself against the door to your mouth and pulled your head back against his shoulder as he leaned into you, speeding up his thrusts, and his ministrations on your clit. Your breath came quick and heavy as you whimpered into Jimin’s hand and before you knew it your orgasm hit you with a blinding white light. Jimin’s thrusts became harsher as his hand tightened over your mouth. When your screams died down, he pulled out, turned you around, and pushed on your shoulders to make you kneel again. You knew exactly what he wanted as you opened your mouth when he took his cock in his hand and started to furiously pump himself. Within seconds he was coming into your mouth and wherever else it landed on your face as his hips stuttered into his hand. You were about to close and swallow when he grabbed your chin, effectively stopping you from swallowing as he brought his mouth down to yours and kissed you deeply; tasting himself as he kissed you. He stood up, bringing you with him. There was an awkward moment as he pulled his pants up and righted himself as best as he could while you did the same. You looked down at your dark shirt to see cum starting to dry and stain there.

“Sorry,” he said sheepishly when he saw you looking.

You laughed. “No, it’s okay.”

He suddenly seemed to have an idea as he quickly turned and began digging through the rack of clothing before pulling a much fancier blouse from a hanger.

“This?” he asked holding it up. You couldn’t argue at this point, so you shrugged as you pulled your shirt off and put on the new one.

Jimin stepped up to you one more time to place a sweet kiss on your lips and then on your forehead.

“Had fun?” he asked.

“Very.”

“I’ll see you, yea?” You knew his English wasn’t well and was trying his best to be polite.

“Definitely,” you smiled.

“Me first,” he said pointing towards the door.

“Oh, yea. Have fun Jimin.”

“You too,” he smiled at you before quickly ducking out. You waited a few minutes before leaving yourself. The guard was now gone, probably having gone with Jimin since he was much more high profile than you.

As you made your way back to your seat, you glanced across the crowd to see the mop of pink hair as he joined his members once more. You smiled to yourself as you went back to your seat and sank back into it next to Miles.

“Dude, where the fuck did you go?” Miles asked as he looked up from his phone. “And why are you wearing a different shirt?”

#bts smut #bts #bts au #bts scenarios #bts imagines #idol!jimin #idol!jimin x reader #grammys #grammy fuck #jimin #park jimin #bts fics #bts fanfic #smut #jimin x reader

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lovemesomesurveys · 4 years

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What Rhymes With “AY”? Warning: This survey has 114 questions

1. Do you enjoy listening to reggae music? I haven’t listened to much reggae music.

2. Have you ever rolled in hay before? No. I’m actually allergic.

3. Has anyone ever broken a promise they made? Of course.

4. Last time you went to a café, what did you order? Coffee.

5. Have you ever been to a matinee performance before? No.

6. Would you like a chance to ride in Santa’s sleigh? Why or why not? Would it be like the one in The Santa Clause that had a hot chocolate and cookie dispenser? ha. Swap the hot chocolate with coffee, though.

7. Have you ever taken ballet lessons before? How about any other type of dance lessons? No. That was actually something I wished I could do when I was a kid and in high school. I thought the dance team was cool.

8. Do you own any sexy lingerie? Nope.

9. Have you ever caught a bouquet of flowers at a wedding before? Nope.

10. Do you know how to do the Whip/Nae Nae? I do, actually.

11. Have you ever played croquet before? Nope.

12. Has a horse ever neighed at you before? No.

13. How much do you weigh? I’m not exactly sure, but I am definitely underweight.

14. Do you ever wear a beret? No.

15. When’s the last time you’ve been to a buffet? Back in February. There was a breakfast buffet at Disneyland where you got to visit with various characters while you ate. It was cute.

16. Have you ever attended a cabaret? No.

17. Have you ever eaten at Swiss Chalet? No. Never even heard of it.

18. Do you know how to crochet? How about doing macrame? No.

19. Do you have a duvet on your bed? No.

20. What was the last thing that ricocheted off of a surface? My phone did.

21. What do you put on your ice cream sundaes? I’m good with just vanilla ice cream and strawberry syrup, but sometimes I’ll add chocolate syrup as well. Bananas and whip cream are also great additions. Wow, it’s been yearsss since I’ve had one but that sounds really good right now.

22. Have you ever woken up to the “Reveille” bugle wake-up call at summer camp? No. I’ve never been to summer camp.

23. What is your favorite entrée to order at your favorite restaurant? My favorite restaurant is Wingstop and I always get the garlic parm and lemon pepper boneless wings.

24. Is crème brulee your favorite dessert? I don’t like actual creme brulee, but I like the creme brulee latte at Starbucks that they offer in the winter.

25. Do you know anyone who wears a toupee? I don’t think so.

26. Have you ever made a soufflé before? Was it good? Nope. I like the spinach and artichoke breakfast souffle from Panera, though.

27. Do you prefer ice cream or sorbet? Ice cream.

28. Do you know anyone named Renee, Jay, Clay, or Ray? I know someone whose middle name is Renee if that counts, and I also know a Jay and a Ray.

29. Have you ever had café au lait? Yes.

30. Have you ever gone to a restaurant called “Chez ______”? No.

31. Hey, how’s it going? It’s almost 730AM I should be going to sleep. My medicine I took a bit ago is making me feel a little nauseous, too, cause I took it on an empty stomach. That wouldn’t have been a problem if I just went to bed, but nooo. :/

32. When’s the last time you wore a lei? It’s been several years.

33. Did you obey your parents when you were younger? Yes.

34. Who do you want to hunt down like prey? No one.

35. Have you ever had whey before? No.

36. What message would you like to convey to someone right now? Nothing at the moment.

37. Whose survey did you take last? I don’t know who made it.

38. Have you ever been to a bay before? Yes.

39. Do you have a bae? “Or nah.” Ha, old Vine reference. Anyway, no, I do not.

40. What’s your favorite day of the week? They’re all the same to me, really, since I’m not in school nor do I have a job.

41. Have you ever had to read “The Cay”? Nope. That title doesn’t ring a bell.

42. Are you feeling okay? I’m feeling tired, hot, and kind of nauseous.

43. Do you know anyone who is gay? Yeah, a few people.

44. Do you like the acting of Tina Fey? Sure.

45. Have you ever listened to The Fray? Yes, I like a few of their songs.

46. Do you have any frayed clothing? No.

47. Do you prefer bluebirds or bluejays? Bluebirds.

48. Is May your favorite month? No. I only like saying, “It’s gonna be May” haha. You know, the NSYNC/Justin Timberlake meme.

49. May I ask you some more questions? Sure.

50. Have you ever voted “nay” to anything before? What? Yeah. I was a board member for a club in college and there were things we voted on.

51. Have you ever wanted to make someone pay for something that they did? I’m not a revengeful person.

52. Do you ever just lay around all day? That’s all I pretty much do everyday.

53. Are you a happy little frickin’ ray of sunshine? No. I’m a little black raincloud.

54. Is there something that you would like to say to someone? “There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don’t know howwww.”

55. When’s the last time that you were so excited that you exclaimed (or at least thought) “yay!” ? I said that the other night when my brother said he was making his bomb spaghetti. haha.

56. Have you ever felt like you’ve lost your way? I’ve been feeling that way for the past few years.

57. Do you ever wish that people would just go away? lol I’ve felt that way in some situations.

58. Have you heard an animal bray before? What animal was it? Yeah, a donkey.

59. What’s the last thing that you made out of clay? Nothing.

60. Are you starting to go gray? I’ve found a few here and there. D: It was like the minute I turned 30 I found my first one, ha.

61. Are you feeling okay right now? No. I still feel how I felt earlier when you asked how it was goin’. :/

62. Do you pray? How often? Yes, but not nearly as much as I ought to.

63. What’s the best play you’ve seen before? The Phantom of the Opera.

64. What did you like to play with when you were younger? I was obsessed Barbies, I could play for hours. I also liked playing house and school.

65. Do you know how to sashay? “Sashay away.”

66. Would you like to slay dragons? Nah. I wouldn’t want to mess with a dragon.

67. Have you gotten your pets spayed? All my dogs were fixed/spayed. My doggo was spayed before we could take her home from the adoption shelter.

68. Have you ever begged someone to stay with you? Not begged, but I didn’t want them to leave.

69. Has the room ever started to sway before? I hateeee that feeling.

70. When’s the last time you ate a meal on a tray? Uhhh. I don’t recall.

71. Do you know how to do math arrays? You’re speaking math so no.

72. Have you ever experienced a delay of any sort? Yeah.

73. Do you have any tooth decay? No.

74. When’s the last time you wrote an essay? What was it about? Back when I was still in school, so it’s been 5 years now since the last time.

75. When’s the last time you competed in a relay race? I participated in a few wheelchair race events when I was a kid.

76. Have you ever wondered how you could ever repay someone? Yes. I wish I could spoil and take care of my mom one day for everything she has done and continues to do for me. She deserves so much.

77. What did you do today? So far just Tumblr, surveys, and listening to ASMR.

78. Would you ever take in a stray animal? We don’t really have room for another pet, but I’d want to help in some way. Once we had a stray dog wander in our backyard and we took care of him until we were able to find him a good home. We also once had a cat who often went into our backyard and she ended up having kittens, so we cared for them and found them all homes, including the mama.

79. What’s the last cleaning spray that you’ve used? Lysol disinfectant spray.

80. When’s the last time you splayed your fingers? I’ll do it right now.

81. Has your airway ever been blocked before? Yes. Such a scary, traumatizing experience. It’s why I can’t take pills now at all unless I can crush them.

82. Has anyone ever led you astray? In some ways.

83. When it’s hot out, do you sleep with blankets anyways? Noooo.

84. Have you ever felt betrayed? Yep. Not a nice feeling.

85. When’s the last time you listened to a DJ? My cousin’s quince a few years ago.

86. What’s the last unfortunate thing that happened, to your dismay? This pandemic.

87. When is payday? The 1st of the month (disability).

88. Do good moments or bad moments replay through your mind more often? My mind likes to dwell on all the bad stuff instead.

89. Do you prepay for anything? I typically like to pay all my bills at the same time each month instead of waiting until the day each of them are due.

90. Have you ever walked on a runway before? No.

91. Do you know a runaway? No.

92. Have you ever ridden the subway before? How about driven on the skyway? Nope.

93. Have you ever used an ashtray before? No.

94.How do you feel about public displays of affection? I don’t mind a little bit, like a quick kiss, hand holding, arms around each other, or a hug.

95. Where would you like to go for a getaway? I wish I could rent a beach house and have my own private beach area.

96. Do you do any gateway drugs? Some say weed is a gateway drug, but I personally never had any interest in try anything beyond that.

97. Have you ever felt like someone wasn’t meeting you halfway? Yes.

98. What were you doing at midday? I’ll be sleeping.

99. Have you ever stopped midway through a survey before? Yeah, I did that with this one. I started it last night, but got too tired to finish it.

100. What’s your favorite holiday? Christmas.

101. Do you like to drive on the highway/thruway? I don’t drive, but yeah I prefer taking the highway over driving through town and hitting all the red lights.

102. Have you ever put something on layaway before? I haven’t, personally, but I’ve gone shopping with my mom and added stuff of my own along with her’s that she put on layaway.

103. Have you ever been cornered in an alleyway? No.

104. When is your birthday? July 28th.

105. Do you know anyone who was a castaway? No.

106. How long is your workday? I don’t have a job.

107. What do you typically do on the weekdays? I do the same things everyday.

108. Is there a walkway or a pathway to your front door? Yeah.

109. What do you want to be someday? A functioning adult.

110. What is something that you do everyday? Drink coffee.

111. Do you park in your driveway? Do you even have a driveway? I don’t have a car, but yeah my house has a driveway that my parent’s use for their cars.

112. Have you ever won a giveaway? Yes.

113. How important is foreplay? I wouldn’t know.

114. Hooray! You’ve made it to the end! What are you going to do now? Eat my ramen. I was waiting for it to cool a bit.

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DAVID DOBRIK X DAUGHTER READER

(This is from my Wattpad (hiqhway)

Hey everyone! Welcome to my imagines book! The beginning of this story will be told in your POV!

WARNINGS- some cursing, mentions of young pregnancy.

I was a mistake, plain and simple. I was convinced at a high school party. And nine months later, I was born. My mother was only 16 when she gave birth to me. She was too young to take care of a child, she put me up for adoption a week after I was born and left without a trace.

I don't know much about her besides a necklace she gave to me as a child. Ever since she dropped me of at the center i have been jumping from one foster home to another, but none of them ever wanted to adopt me. I'm now 15.

I've been here for my whole life. 15 long years of being neglected and left behind by my piers. All my friends where adopted, I had to constantly make new friends. I was just one of the unlucky ones, the one that nobody wants. Madam Lizzie said that I still have a chance but so far, I'm giving up hope.

Every night before adoption day I stay awake until the birds start chirping, my thoughts were always so loud, wondering if tomorrow would be the day I would have a family of my own. But it never was. Today was adoption day, and I had to get ready.

I just slipped on my tank top and jeans and helped the kids onto the bus. Two hours later we arrived at a large park, all decorated at usual.

Now when I say I was the only kid who didn't get adopted isn't completely true. Me and a huge group of other teenagers rarely get adopted because everyone wants a young kid, not a teen. The thing is, over half the kids who age out of foster care end up homeless, addicted, incarcerated, or dead within two years. So with no parents to cry to when I'm heartbroken or nobody to come home to on the holidays... I felt, lonely. But me and the rest of the kids were used to it by now.

Me and the other teens sat on our usual spot on the stairs away from the rest of the kids. We all were casually eating and drinking just talking to each other without a care in the world. That's when a voice interrupted my thoughts.

"David what are you doing?" Said an annoyed voice. Which grabbed my attention. "Everybody's avoiding them like they're

dipped in shit. I'm just gonna go say hi!" I could tell hey were referring to me and my friends.

"I know. I think it's awful. But they're teenagers, okay? They use drugs, and they masturbate!"

I then stood up and lightly threw my drink on the grass and walked over to them.

"Excuse me? Hi." I said to them, both their heads turning to me. One of them had black messy hair with a black hat on, he was holding a camera by his side. The other one was an older looking man.

"Just FYI, we can all hear you." I said

"Hmm?" They replied with a confused expression.

"Uh, we appreciate the concern, but there's no need to go all pity crazy. We know how this works. So just go on. It's okay. Go mingle with the kiddies and don't give it another thought, okay? Have a good day, folks. Thanks. Bye-bye" I said walking away leaving them dumbfounded.

[TIME SKIP]

"Y/N there is someone who wants to talk to you!" Madam Lizzie told me with a bright smile.

Is this my chance to finally have a family? My anxiety started to build up when I walked into the room, but I put on a bright smile. The door opened to the two men that I saw earlier at the park.

"Hi Y/N, my name is David Dobrik and this is my good friend Jason, nice to meet you." The man with the black cap told me with his hand out for me to shake which I gladly took.

"Hi! Im Y/N. I'm sorry about earlier, it's just that kids like me don't really get these kinds of chances here at the adoption center."

"We understand, but we don't care about age. You deserve a chance. We would like to adopt you."

I stared at David will my mouth hung open. I was at a loss of words that I didn't realize the tears streaming down my face. Without realizing I gave David a bear hug.

"Thank you, thank you so much." I said between sobs. Before I pulled away, wiping the tears from my eyes.

"Now David I need you to sign these papers and your all set." Madam Lizzie said as she handed the release papers to David. After he signed them, him and Jason brought me outside.

"HOLY SHIT DUDE! Is that a real Tesla?!" I said referring to the expensive white car that we got into. David laughed at what I said, nodding.

"So Y/N tell us about yourself." Jason said, grabbing my attention.

"Well, I'm 15 years old and when I was a child my mother was only 16, so she put me up for adoption. I've been jumping from foster home to foster home my whole life. I play volleyball, the adoption center has some sports teams. I'm really good with dogs, like a can basically speak to them. I love animals" I said with a laugh

"Umm I have trouble falling asleep sometimes, my thoughts are always so loud. I also like to draw things. I actually have some sketches if you want to see them."

David put his Tesla on auto pilot as I took out my sketch book, opening to my favorite and most recent sketch.

"I like to draw dogs mostly but I also like drawing people. Whenever I'm in public I always draw things around me."

I handed the book to David who passed it onto Jason. "Damn girl, these are good" Jason said in an annoying white girl voice.

"Yeah Y/N these are really good!"

"So David can you tell about yourself?"

"In around 2013 I was a famous viner and a couple of years after I made a YouTube Chanel. I make vlogs with my friends Corinna, Jeff, Alex, Todd, Johona, Zane, Heath, Jason and so on. Also my assistant Natalie, who is my best friend from my hometown Chicago. I used to live in Slovakia but immigrated to America. FYI me and my friends so dumb shit." David explained.

"So your like famous? Shit that's cool"

After a while of talking we finally pulled up to this HUGE house on top of a hill. I just stared out the window looking at it, zoning out, that I didn't realize that David was calling my name and that him and Jason already left the car.

"Sorry, this place is just so AWSOME" i apologized as we walked into the house.

"Natalie! Y/N is here!" David yelled out. Shortly after a girl with dark hair walked in. She was so pretty.

"Hi I'm Natalie" she introduced herself, with her hand out for me to shake, which I took. "I'm Y/N it's really nice to meet you. And btw your house is sick!" I said with a laugh.

"Haha. I can already tell we will be good friends. Here I'll show you to your room." She motioned for me to follow her. She led me to a big room. It was so pretty.

(Kinda like David's but the shapes are grey not black)

"Wow. I love it! Thank you so much." I gave Natalie a big awkward hug. "No problem kid. You should get some sleep. It's been a long day for you." She said shutting the lights off on the way out.

THE NEXT MORNING

I woke up to screams and laughs coming from the living room. Rubbing my eyes and brushing my hair I walked into the living room to be meet with a group of people fooling around.

"Oh I forgot to tell you. This is Y/N she is 15 and I adopted her yesterday. Y/N these are my friends Corinna, Jeff, Todd, Erin, Carly, zane, heath, Alex, josh, Ilya, Dom and Mariah" David said motioning to the big group

"Hey guys. I'm Y/N and I'm tired" I said plopping down on the couch. Making them all laugh.

TIME SK IP

After a long day of fooling around and getting to know each other I finally got close with everyone, they were basically like family now. I'm mostly close with Jeff out of them all besides David and Natalie of course. But they are all so amazing. I guess life is gonna be great from now on.

A/N- Thank you guys for reading! Don't forget to Vote and leave your comments! Hope you guys enjoyed this! If you didn't notice some of this was based off of the script of INSTANT FAMILY (2018)

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