#but whoooo boy if you ever request something i DO know

[spoonmoment119]

I have no clue if we can request something non-minecraft so I'll just sent two:

Can I request a character from the Mandela Catalogue? (Preferably Mark but I'm not picky)

If not then I'll just have a Scott in any flavour

[sister-of-hitoshi]

Bnha main three x turned to child reader

Scenarios with just fluff!

Midoriya Izuku

It was a quaint, idle afternoon, although Midoriya Izuku was as busy as ever.

Being the former no.1 hero's protégé, being the weilder of One for All, being a dutiful student of the most prestigious academy of Japan, being a good son, being a supportive friend, a wonderful partner, a-

Good babysitter?

Yes there was a lot to be, but being a babysitter was really asking too much of him.

Our pure, sweet and innocent boy might be good with kids in general, but he was not made to handle little gremlins with short fuses.

But alas, to be the future no.1 hero of the country, you should be ready to face each and every challenge thrown at you.

Or that's what he kept telling himself.

Because right now, a little gremlin had been pulling at his curls for god knows how long.

And this little gremlin was his adorable s/o...

It all started when he had comeback to his room being left in shambles with a little toddler claiming their throne at it's centre.

"U-ummm"

"W-W-Whoooo a-are youuu??!!"

What is an adorable kid doing in his room? How are they even in his room? Isn't UA supposed to have top-tier security? Why is-

"I'M Y/N!!"

This was enough for his instincts to take over his next movements as he immediately picked you up and full-cowled to Aizawa sensei.

Recovery girl was informed, and following her deductions, he got to know about the duration of three days.

Without further ado, and due to all the qualities mentioned in point number 2, Aizawa immediately put him in charge of his companion.

Which brings us back to the present.

The present where you were running around the common school yard with him chasing after you- because at some point during his conversation with his teachers you had become tired of his curls and had jumped down from his back, ordering requesting him to run and catch you.

The first few minutes he was only trying to humour you to see that adorable grin that you sported.

But this soon wasn't the case anymore since he was now being bested by a literal toddler in terms of running for two hours straight.

This activity was followed by you doing his hair and him doing yours in your room, since his was left in shambles and you wouldn't let him go.

To say you were hyper was an understatement-

And you hadn't even unleashed half of your potential!

At some point, the perplexity of his own precarious situation got to him, leading him to call his mom asking for tips.

Following which he had you strapped on his chest everytime he was busy doing something, he couldn't have you tiring yourself afterall (he didn't have it in him to run after you anymore)

It was pretty alright after your initial tantrums and pulling on his hair, asking to be let down.

You were a somewhat of cuddle bug for him- you slapped everyone's hands away when they tried to touch you, and only permitted him for doing so (he is still very proud of you for doing that).

Want to be entertained? You can swing using his black whips, float around the room with him, the options were endless!- So of course you did everything on the list because why not.

All in all he was a good servant caretaker, you never once cried when he was around and he could keep up with your royal decrees shenanigans.

Of course you would never know that he fantasized about you in his almight onesies

"...Is this the candy that you wanted, Y/N?"

"YEs"

You were pretty pleased with your devoted follower, so being a good ruler, you decided it was best to promise your loyal subject a deserving reward.

"Uh- they said that they've run out of stock for that juice Y/N-san so-"

You interrupted him by giving him a sweet peck on the cheek, as a reward of course-

"Mr. Izukw! I'm gonna marry yu in the fwuture!"

"..umM..."

.......

....

"...- so the kis- I MEAN THE CANDY- NO JUICE-JUICE-"

You child form wasn't enough to keep him from blushing till his ear tips.

He pulled on his bangs to keep you from seeing his red face.

"Umm...m-me too"

For Katsuki Bakugo: Here

For Shouto Todoroki: Here

[gaybananabread]

CONGRATS ON 300! YEEHAW

Could I get some apples, oranges, and bananas for TADC? lee!Jax, ler!Ragatha please!

Love your content, always have, always will!

*Hughug*

Fruit(s): Apples, Oranges, Bananas

EEEEEEGH Thank youuu! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) These TADC requests are so fun, love these insane scronkles! Haven’t explored the circus peeps before this event; it’s been a lot of fun! Hugs returned tenfold! (づ๑•ᴗ•๑)づ Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Jax

Ler: Ragatha

Summary: Jax leaves Ragatha a “special” present in her room, trying to annoy the rag doll. He succeeds, though it backfires in a way he never could’ve expected. All he has to do is apologize…but where’s the fun in that?

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

Bug pizza.

Honestly, Ragatha didn’t even know where he was getting the materials for his “pranks” anymore. Somehow, the jerk had managed to get several bug species, pizza ingredients, and more centipedes than she had ever seen in one place before. Her shriek could be heard across the entirety of the grounds, Caine quickly rushing over to dispose of the wriggling abomination.

Jax, meanwhile, was in his room, laughing his tail off as he heard the scream. Ragatha was, by far, his favorite character to mess with. Sure, it was easy to tease Gangle, and Kinger was occasionally fun to trick, but Ragatha always got so flustered and passive-aggressively mad at him; he loved it.

His laughter died down, though, as loud, angry footsteps approached his door. Eugh boi... Jax quickly sat up, trying to force the giddy smile back into his usual smirk. It took everything he had not to cackle at the look on her face. She was furious.

“Jax. Why the *squawk* was there a freaking bug pizza in my room?!” The bunny man couldn’t contain himself anymore; he burst into loud laughter, falling back onto his bed. Ragatha just watched, her anger slowly growing. That sorry, smug little purple bi- Whoooo. Deep breaths, Ragatha.

“Ohoho, wow, that was- Oooh man. Lookit’ ya, Dollface! Ehehe…he…” The look of amusement slowly got more nervous as he saw her look change. It wasn’t pure anger anymore; there was a hint of something else, something he knew he’d seen before. 

Ragatha stepped into his room, mock-cracking her knuckles. She didn’t exactly have real bones to do it, but the gesture got the message across. “I’ll give you something to laugh about, cotton tail…” 

Okay, time to run! Jax sprang up from his bed, bolting past Ragatha and running for his life. The doll was almost right behind him, his long legs the only thing keeping him ahead. 

Ducking and weaving between objects and furniture, Jax continued his mad dash through the tent. He passed Zooble, who just rolled their eyes and muttered a few onomatopoeia-censored words. That was the least of his concerns; the pissy redhead on his tail was a much bigger threat.

Ragatha could hear the occasional giggle escape him as he ran, either from anticipation or the fact she couldn’t catch him. She took it both ways, running just a bit faster in her attempts to catch him.

With the way he was running, he might’ve gotten away. That is, if he hadn’t tripped over a random plastic ball on the floor. Stupid Caine and his stupid ball pit adventure…

The doll girl pounced, quickly straddling him and pinning his arms above his head. Jax normally would’ve fought for his life, but the giddy adrenaline took over his mind, flooding his thoughts with things he’d never say out loud. Very…embarrassing-lee silly thoughts.

“I'll give you one last chance, cotton tail. Apologize and I'll spare you.” Ragatha smirked as she said it, making a claw and wiggling her fingers above his stomach.

Jax’s ears pinned back, his stomach reflexively sucking in at the sight of her clawed hand. He could have just apologized…but where was the fun in that? The guy had an image to protect, and he wasn’t about to surrender to her without a fight.

Seeing his determination to be a stubborn jerk, she touched the claw down on his stomach, digging in with all five wiggly fingers. “Fine, you asked for it!” Ragatha sounded extremely smug; he was honestly a bit impressed. Well, he would’ve been impressed, had he not been giggling like a little kid.

“Youhuhu lihitle- gehehet ohoff!” He tugged and tugged on his arms, trying to free himself. Her strength wasn’t a huge surprise; that was hardly the first time she’d attacked him. Still, could you blame him for trying?

Chuckling, she started to let her hand wander, moving up to his ribs. Ragatha knew exactly where to go to get him really laughing, but she wanted to give him a chance to apologize first. “I’ll get off when you say sorry.”

His ribs were about as bad as his stomach; they got him giggling, but not much other than that. Jax knew she was dragging it out. All he had to do was outlast her. “S-sohohorry you cahan’t tahahake a johohoke!”

“Ohoho, you’re getting it now, flatfoot.” Tired of his mouth, she went for his hips, drilling her plush thumbs into the divots. Jax squealed, bucking his hips and arching his back as she targeted his worst spot. “I’m done being nice. Now, Jax, apologize.”

Jax thrashed wildly in her grip, trying desperately to get away from the horribly ticklish sensation. “DOHOLL- crahap, RahagATHAHAHA!” She took small, five second pauses in between bouts of squeezing, not wanting to completely overwhelm him. He was her friend, regardless of his mouthy behavior. 

“Sorry Jax, but you’re literally asking for it. Just apologize and I’ll leave you alone.” Deciding to take things a step further, she released his hands, still drilling into his hip with the other. Ragatha took her newly-open hand up to his ears, scritching the bases of them. 

The rabbit was in stitches, unable to get a coherent word out through his laughter. The duality of his favorite most annoying spot versus his death spot was killer; he was torn between melting at the ear scritches and jumping out of his skin from the hip squeezes. While his hands were free, he didn’t have enough space in his mind to even think about using them.

His big feet thumped against the floor, his ears twitching as he frantically tried to escape. Raghatha only teased him, not backing down. “Aww, what’s wrong, Thumper? Does it tickle?” Ugh, those teases…

Finally, with mirthful tears forming in the corners of his eyes, he caved. Jax screeched through his frantic laughter, trying to get her to stop. “FIHIHINE! IHIHI’LL DO IHIHIT, JUHUST- STAHAHAP!”

Ragatha stopped tormenting his hips, moving both hands up to gently scratch his ears. While he did ask her to stop, she knew Jax loved the affection on his ears. “So, what do you have to say to me?”

He whined through his giggles, melting at the touch. Jax’s giggling got softer and airier, as if he were floating on cloud nine. If it were possible, he would’ve absorbed into the floor and hid until she got tired of looking for him. “Uhuhum…I-Ihi’m sohorry abohout the buhuhugs.”

She smiled, booping where his nose would’ve been for extra flair. “There you go, ya goof. Was that so hard?” The groan she got in return was priceless. 

Chuckling, she stood, leaving him on the floor in a giggly puddle. He’d be fine; besides, she wasn’t planning on sticking around while he regained his energy. Jax’s idea of payback was often much crueler than her own.

The tickle-drunk bunny laid there, trying to regain his composure. Ugh… Jax rubbed his ears, sitting up as his nerves buzzed with leftover sensations. He knew one thing for sure:

Ragatha was so dead when he found her…

[basilly]

anxious || p!tommy&tubbo x reader

. request:  could I pls request headcanons for platonic tommy and tubbo where they comfort the reader who’s been feeling very anxious about school/streaming?

. pronouns: they/them

. worried bois, and you do school and stream!

. being best friends with tommy and tubbo was the best sort of friendship you could ever ask for

. you guys comforted and hyped one another up, always being there for support and being brutally honest with one another, on and off camera

. it was quite common the three of you would voice chat before each other streamed, just to hang out 

. however, lately your teachers have been giving you tons of tons of homework and the lore streams were taking a lot of your time

. this caused your stress levels to rise, and quickly became anxious about your work 

. so today on call, tubbo and tommy noticed something was up 

“Y/n are you joining us on stream?” Tommy was adjusting his sounds for his stream. “Sorry boys, I have a lot of work to do, and then I have to stream” “You know if you have a lot of work you can skip streaming today” Tubbo was running up minecraft and waiting for Tommy.  “Yea, but I want my fans to have content, and I like streaming” “If you say so...”

. ending the call, you try to finish some more work before your stream

. much later into your own stream, you planned to get off soon and continue working 

“Okay let’s go and get some-” “Y/n, you’re coming too right?”

. at this moment, you knew you should get off before you get stuck in more tedious activities on stream

“Sorry guys but i still have some more work to do- I’ll catch you guys later!”

. after ending stream you got back to work

. however, you were so anxious of if you were doing it right, doing it well, you weren’t able to get much of it done

. worried, tommy and tubbo ended stream as fast as they could after the lore and called you 

“Hey y/n, are you doing okay?” Tommy spoke first.  “Oh- not really, this assignement’s really confusing and I don’t even know if I’m doing it right, and it due soon, and I don’t really want to do it but-” “Wait- let’s calm down.” “Yea y/n- I didn’t like school, plus I learned one small assignment doesn’t matter to your overall grade, don’t worry about it.” “Yea, you’re stressing yourself out- we need you for our streams too, best friends stream together.” (tommy was joking but you knew a part of it was true)

. after a lot of convincing and seeing your assignment was only worth 15 points, you decided to trash it

“that's what, 15 points out of 250-300 points? Just skip this one, it’s stressing you out too much.”

. a huge weight had been lifted off your shoulder, more relieved one assignment was gone

. the boys decided they would stay up with you for support and encourage you throughout the rest of your work, even making you stop streaming for a day or two

“Oh my- one assignment left” “LETS GO ALMOST THERE Y/N!” “Whoooo almost there!”

. they would often remind you to take a break every hour and chat with them to give yourself a reward

“BREAK TIME!” “YES! let me show you this bee plush i bought! Lani has it in her room one sec-”

. even in streams, they would tell chat

“Hey guys! Y/n is busy doing work so if we can all tweet out encouraging words with #yougotthisy/n that’d be great!”

. they got it trending quite fast, but it made you smile

. the two of them really helped, keeping everything light on your mind

. once you finished, they would be so excited on stream

“GUYS TODAY IS AN IMPORTANT STREAM- Y/N IS BACK!” “Hiii!”

. the boys just want you to be less stressed and not have you worry, while supporting you 100% of the way :)

an: i’m trying to make these 500-600 words but if you want me to continue, let me know!

requests are open!

[coffee-and-kpop]

hiya! can i request a sex analysis for san from ateez? (you asked for separate asks per member so heres part 1! 😅)

hi sweet anon! i’m so sorry these are so late!! my life has been kind of crazy lol but i hope you enjoy! thx very much for requesting! :)

San, San, San. Whoooo this boy is complicated, and in the absolute best ways. It’s like he has two completely different sides to him, and you never know which one you’re going to be getting whenever you step into the bedroom with him. He can be super sweet and passionate one night, and then the next he’s the most dominant person you’ve ever met. Like I said, you never know what you’re going to get, but the surprise will always keep you on your toes, and let’s just say your sex life with San will never, ever be vanilla. San is experimental; he’s super brave and confidant and because he’s like that in his day to day life, he’s also going to be like that fucking you. Some how he’ll always know what he’s doing, even if it’s something the two of you have never even tried before.

I think San is a switch, because like I said before he loves to experiment and try new things, including you dominating him from time to time. I think a few things that might stay more consistent in a sex life with San are some sort of restraints and toys. I can definitely see San as a huuuuuge tease (let’s be honest, he’s probably a little shit sometimes), and therefore the more things he can use to tease you with, the better (or you to tease him with, he’s not picky).

San knows how to use those fucking hips, let me tell you what. I can see him fucking you absolutely mercilessly, and then flashingly you that fucking smirk when you’re thoroughly fucked out and he just. keeps. going. I said before he’s a tease, and let me tell you what. This boy will fuck into you and tease you with your favorite toy until you’re near tears, beginning him to let you come. With that being said, any time you and San have sex, it’s always going to be sooooo fucking passionate. He’s always going to tell you he loves you at the end (and give the sweetest after care UGh cuz he really is a sweet bby boy). Sex with San is fucking hot, no doubt about it. I think he’s the definition of hot, passionate, kinky sex. End of story.

In conclusion, San is going to make sure you’re satisfied no matter what you guys are trying or experimenting with. Even though he can be a teasing little shit sometimes, this boy does have a super sweet heart and at the end of the day, you’re his baby and he’s going to take care of you.

kinks: teasing, some public/risky sex, marking, choking

dick size: i think San is about average size, between 4-6 inches. his dick is a bit on the slender side as well

[smolbeandrabbles]

364 Days To Go - Director Keller x Reader (Captain Marvel)

Holiday Fic 4! 🎄🎄

GIF Credit: X 

@wltz-bby​ @happyskywhale​

Author’s Note: This Holiday season belongs to the less popular boys and honestly I’m all here for it! Keller was the last one I came up with and it was just because I put all my Christmas music on shuffle and I was like “whoooo... could I use this for?” And then thought hard on it and came up with a kinda cute Keller scenario. Also he deserves more love!!

Really, by the title alone, this should be the post Christmas fic, but, oh well! 

Disclaimer: Captain Marvel Characters Not mine / gif not mine / lyrics not mine / usual stuff, different fic!

Premise: December 25th may almost be over, but you can both still have a little fun...

Words: 1431

Warnings: The setting is Christmas day, although Christmas is not mentioned by name / drinking / if you squint there is the tiniest of sexual references

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Wrapping paper everywhere Stacked up dishes, but who cares They can wait until tomorrow now It's you and me, and this old couch

The Christmas tree in our living room Fills the room with pine perfume And colored lights dancing on the walls While Nat King Cole sings "Deck The Halls"

Thanks for my robe, no that's ok It looks better on you anyway What is it about this time of year That makes our troubles disappear 'Cause don't you get the sense tonight That for now the world is right And as another Christmas ends My mind drifts and once again I'm thinking like a six year old Only 364 days to go

We can't avoid it No way around it Before too long we'll be Either back to work back to school Or just back to reality

Don't you get the sense tonight That for now the world is right And as another Christmas ends My mind drifts and once again I'm thinking like a six year old Only 364 days to go Be here before you know it

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The house was filled with the sound of holiday music. Although, without putting a damper on things, the holiday was almost over. Well, the main part of it anyway. But neither of you were thinking about that. In fact the music was the only sound, as currently you were both nestled on the couch together, your head on Keller’s chest. There was plenty of reason to move, you supposed. Remnants of brightly coloured paper still littered the floor, a stack of dishes by the sink that - if you were really cognizant - you should probably get started on. But, there was always tomorrow… This was the very last day of the year you would ever have had your partner working on. Even if it wasn’t work work.

Besides, you were both currently stuck in a food coma, and snuggled on the couch was the only place to be; drifting in and out of sleep with the heat on high and his arms around you. You were surprised that he hadn’t even taken one glance at his pager today. You would understand for any other Agent (heck, you’d hurled yours across the room the second you’d got in last night, where it’d clattered against the wall. And even upon Keller’s insistence, you hadn’t gone to retrieve it yet - and, didn’t see him doing it for you), but not the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D… Keller constantly told you that, for him, there was always something going on. Which meant today should be no exception. He was doing this for you, you knew. But you were glad he was taking respite for once; he deserved it. You knew how important his position was, but Keller always worked so damn hard. You thought it was about time he got some recognition for that - even if it was in the form of a quiet moment on the couch with you. Running your fingers gently through his steel grey hair, Keller didn’t really stir; his grip on you loosened slightly, and that sleepy content hum made you do nothing but smile. You pressed a kiss gently to his forehead and cheek before you stole away from his arms. It was about time to get yourself back in your pyjamas you thought! Hurrying quietly from the room, you halted and turned back to his gifts. A little smirk formed on your face; on second thought… *** By the time you returned to him Keller was awake but still looked a little drowsy; head in his hand, propped up by his elbow on his knee, as he held open a book with his other hand. As you shuffled into the room he looked up and then immediately laughed. “Oh, I see you’re wasting no time stealing my clothes, huh?” To be honest the robe was almost a joke gift, you’d had it embroidered with ‘Director J. R. Keller’ across the left breast and then kidded with him that no one was going to be able to take the J off this.  You brought your shoulders up as high as they could go and tucked yourself into it, “It’s very comfy, I gotta say.” Then made a motion to take it off, “Would you like it back?” “No… No…” He waved his free hand, “It looks good on you…” Keller continued to stare at you for a moment before smiling, “Go on, give us a twirl.” “Ah!” You gave him your very best and then posed, “What do you think?” “Yeah.” He almost said it flatly, “Gonna look so much better on you.” Before he placed the book down and opened his arms, “C’mon…”

You eagerly crossed the room, and back into Keller’s welcoming embrace. “I love you so much.” “I got the idea… yeah!” That only made you giggle again as he captured your lips with his own, rubbing his hands over your arms as if to warm you up. “PJs too? Man, I missed the memo…” Keller was still in a nice shirt and pants. A little more relaxed than his usual suit (and sleeves rolled up, as you would have requested; his forearms were something to behold), but no less easy on the eye. “Time to get comfortable.” “Just seems like a typical non-work day for you, then.” You gasped, pretending to get offended and smacked his arm, “Don’t say the ‘W’ word!” “Oh, geez, I should have guessed that was banned too.” “Are you trying to be humorous?” He quirked an eyebrow, amused, and you tried to hold your serious face for all of 3 seconds before you snorted, “Okay. You win this round, Mr. Keller!” He allowed you to steal a series of short kisses, before he settled you back on the couch alone; turning the music up a little, he poured you both a glass of mulled wine. Handing your glass over to you, Keller didn’t sit back down. You wondered if he was attempting to stretch his body out after the confines of the couch. “Hey, don’t get any of this over my robe now.” “Oh my god…” You shook your head at him, “Just tell me if you want me to take it off-!” He smirked through his sip, “Wouldn’t dream of it.” You rolled your eyes, and for a minute it went quiet before you studied him a little closer. He wasn’t even really looking at you, more surveying the decor of the house and paying attention to the songs, but Keller still knew what you were doing; “What?” “Just making sure that pager of yours isn’t on you!” He scoffed, “So you can yell at me today of all days of the year?” He took another sip before he placed his glass down and held his hand out for you. You took a bigger gulp of wine than you thought was necessarily, and you watched his face try to remain stoic and not even a little disappointed in you for doing so, before you took the hand he offered and let him pull you off the couch. Keller spun you into his arms and held you close, letting you lay your hand flat against his before you laced your fingers together, and he swayed you gently to the music. “Oh? You want to dance with me when I’m not even dressed appropriately?” “I’ll forgive it.” He chuckled, but then took a more serious breath, “You know that I don’t care, right?” “I’m just teasing you-!” Although you couldn’t help but blush gently; you knew he would take you any way you wished to present to him. That was just the kind of man that he was. You weren’t sure that anyone in the world deserved him really, but you weren’t about to argue with the look of love on his face today. Instead you’d simply bask in it, honoured that Keller chose to give it to you. You continued to sway slowly to the music as song changed into song, changed into song… and both of you once again surveyed the room, and tried not to think of everything you’d have to do tomorrow. The darkness had drawn in, but there was still something magical about it today, instead of gloomy and depressing. You couldn’t help but grin as you looked back into his soft blue eyes, it might have almost been over, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t still have childish excitement about next year. “Only 364 days to go!” Keller gave an encouraged nod of agreement, “And imagine what can happen in that time-!” Only he added a mysterious little wink, causing you to narrow your eyes; “OKAY what is going on at work!?” His look was of pure innocence, “Nothing! Well- No, maybe something, but I can promise I don’t know!” You tilted your head, “To be honest, I’m surprised. Your fingers must be itching to click that little button.” Keller shrugged, “100% honesty? I haven’t really thought about it.” And he really did mean it, although he laughed, “But I’m sure I’ll wake to a million messages tomorrow-!” “Any way I could persuade you to collect another million more?” “Not check tomorrow?” Keller paused your swaying for a second, sucking his breath in between his teeth and pretending to think hard on it, “Just try it…” “Mmm. Think I will.” You winked, before removing your hands from his and wrapping your arms around his neck to pull Keller into a deep kiss. 

364 days to go, maybe… But if it was 364 days filled with kisses like this, you wouldn’t mind waiting one bit.

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Thank you for reading! And as my last fic before Christmas, Happy Holidays!!! 🎁🎅🎄

[anemonenemerosa]

Omg if you’re taking requests for coops, maybe sirius showing up with a huge bouquet of roses and remus and the team not being able to handle it, or the team trying to stealthily follow them on their first date by like hiding behind pillars and having code names lol. oR sirius asking for the teams help to do something for remus. hope one of these peaks your interest!

Dear Anon,

you have not been forgotten! I just needed a moment to come up with something.

Abort Mission!

He would rather eat a skate than admitting that he's a total sap and yet, here we are.

Remus was lying on a blanket in the middle of a wildflower meadow at the edge of lolligo-lake in the park, surrounded by candles, his head on his boyfrieds lap while being fed strawberries by said boyfried.

He absolutely loved it! And even more, he loved that Sirius obviously loved it. His dopey smile hadn’t left his face since he removed Remus' blindfold on the blanket.  

Little did Remus know that in the nearby shrubbery, a certain Russian tried to not freak-out as a little spider slowly roped down in front of his face.

"Kuny be quiet! They will hear us!" Nado was on edge.

"NADO is spider, might bite us, might be ve- veno... Might be bad!" Kuny whisper-yelled while leaning as far away as possible without leaving the greenery.

"You are 6'4'' Russian terror on legs! Stop getting spooked by a tiny spider."

"But spider..."

"There are no venomous spiders in Gryffindor. Keep calm, love." Nado patted the head of his, secretly very soft and sensitive, flatmate in a calming way.

Nados phone lit up with a message.

 WHAT THEY HELL ARE THE DISASTER TWINS DOING?! THEY WILL BE SEEN! – The coolest Team

Who? – Voice of reason?

Kuny and Nado. – The coolest Team

This night will be over before I have learned that. – Voice of Reason

 On the other side of the completely undisturbed and definitely not spied on couple, Kasey and James were laying flat on the ground between the high grass, binoculars rised.

"See anyone snooping on our precious lovebirds, Kase?"

"You mean except us?"

"Oi! We're not snooping, we protect them. With love. No one dare interrupting my lovesick puppies. I will take them all down before they even come close!!"

"Endearing, Pots. I think I already have like nine ticks at my- Hell no!" Kasey dropped his binoculars and started frantically tapping on his phone.

 I think they have spotted the Voice of Reason! Abort approach! – The coolest Team

Who? – Voice of Reason

YOU! Stir the boat away from the shore before they can make out your faces! – Disaster Twins

Whose idea was it with the stupid code names anyway? – Voice of Reason

Oh, Shut up Dumo, they're brilliant! – The coolest Team

No. No, they're not. – Lovebirds

It's Talker here and they are brilliant! – Voice of Reason

NO! Do not betray me! – Voice of Reason

Nicknames is fun. Not have much fun here! Spider try kill us! – Disaster Twins

Oh, hell xD – Lovebirds

 "Oh my god, this is gold!" Leo sniggered and leaned out of the giant hammock they've installed the day prior in the crown of a large weeping willow, directly above Remus and Sirius.

He and his two boys were scheduled to keep an overview of proceedings and who would say no to a night out in a hammock with the hottest guys of the NHL, which just so happened to be his boyfriends? Even if the occasion was absolutely ludicrous, he was in.

"But the codenames are bad." Logan put his binoculars down to rub at his eyes.

"Well, Pots came up with them, what did you expect?"

"True." Logan yawned and carefully rolled over to bury his face in Finns chest.

"It's funny in Potty's flat and stupid sense of humour. I Mean Lovebirds. Us. In the tree. In a Hammock that resembles a nest. Not subtle but entertaining."

"Shut up Fish." The other two groaned in unison.

"What is that?" Leo sat up, making grabby hands for Logan's spy glasses.

"What?" Finn peaked up, too.

"Over there, near Kuny and Nado"

"You mean the disaster twins?"

"Finn you're sleeping in your own bed tonight." Leo was getting a little irritated with these stupid, overcomplicating names. Potter!

"Ok."

"Alone."

"NOOOOOOO!" Finn was a man! He would never whine! But he did.

"Then shut up, there are people coming! Logan, send an alert."

 Hey, Nado there is a group of teenage girls approaching! – Lovebirds

Oh no. And it’s Disaster Twins. – The coolest team

 And sure, when Nado turned around there was a gaggle of gushing girls ducking a few feet away in the same bushes, peaking out to get a glimpse at the unsuspecting couple in the meadow. Nado tried to stand very still while also looking intimidating wnough to scare the girly away. If I don't move, they won't see me. Just like in Jurassic Park.

"Nado."

"Nado."

"Nado."

"WHat?" This time, it was the addressee's turn to whisper-yell.

"I'm think is too much same." Kuny quietly fidgeted with his hands.

"What?"

"They and we. Should feel bad for snooping on cap. We just like girls."

"Kuny, we do not snoop. We protect!"

"Sure?"

"...no." Nado, veeery slowly, turned to his phone.

 Hey guys, you think we've taken this too far? -Disaster Twins

Why, what would ever make you think that? - Lovebirds

WE. NEED. TO. PROTECT. – The coolest Team

And who is gonna protect them from you? Or... us? – The voice of Reason

OH SHIT! One of the girls in the shrubbery is Adele!!!! – Disaster Twins

Has she seen you? – Voice of Reason

ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSON! – The coolest Team

My end is near. Farewell, friends. It was tolerable knowing you. – Voice of Reason

RIP Dumo. - Lovebirds

 After watching the others flee the scene, more or less stealthily, Leo turned to Finn and Logan.

"Think we're we done now?"

"Seems like it." Finn just shrugged.

"Then let's go home."

"We can't." Logan stopped mid getting up and looked at Leo.

"Why?"

"Caps and Loops cannot not notice us climbing down the tree directly besides them. And so far, I think we might be the safest of them all."

"Right." Logan plopped down again.

"Well... We have blankets, it's a mild night with a clear sky..." Finn just noticed airily. And continued with a little smile while his boys were following along with interest.

"We're together..."

"Rather romantic up here isn't it, with the branches like curtains..." Leo continued with bright eyes.

"Might make the best out of it?" Logan patted suggestively at his side.

"YES!!!" Leo exclaimed in a very quiet whoop and flung himself between the others.

  Little did Remus know... Or, did he?

  Three days earlier...

  Remus created HELP!

 Re added Lils to the group-chat.

Re added Nat to the group-chat.

 Sweetie, what's the matter? - Nat

Sirius and I will have our first official date in three days. - Re

Yes, baby! - Nat

Whoooo! - Lils

What do you need? - Lils

They are up to something. - Re

Who? - Nat

Potts and Kase. - Re

What do you mean? - Nat

Yes, they are. - Lils

What do you know lils? - Re

James is too excited. Somethings Fishy. - Lils

You think Finn is in there, too? - Re

xD - Nat

Not what I meant, but most likely. Yeah. - Lils

But why? - Nat

I don't know. - Lils

Hey, let's add Celeste. She can read Dumo like a book and if Finn is involved, Logan is, too. - Nat

...And then Dumo knows... and then Celeste knows. - Lils

Correct! - Nat

 Remus added Celeste to the group-chat

 Bonsoir messieurs dames! What is the occasion? - Celeste

Remus and Sirius are going to have a date and some of the other idiots are up to something, you know something? - Lils

HEY! - Re

You are not an idiot, love but you boyfried.... -Lils

... Fair. - Re

Ohhhh, that is happening. Pascal is very excited! Je suis content pour toi, Remus. - Celeste

Thank you, Celeste <3 But do you know whether they are planning some nerve-racking stuff to destroy my moment? - Re

I will not let that happen! - Celeste

Leave it to us, sweetie, we're gonna stop them. - Nat

Oh, I don't want them to stop. - Re

Really? - Lils

I want them to regret. - Re

LOVE IT! - Nat

YES! I'm in. - Lils

Absulemont. - Celeste

I love you all. - Re

  Two hours before the date...

  Everything is ready. – Nat

Thank you!!! – Re

You get an update after your date. - Lils

Adele is ready and wants you to know that she got it. Now go and don't worry ma chérie. - Celeste

Alright :D Love you! - Re

  The morning after the date...

 When Kuny and Noda arrived at the locker room, about five minutes late, they were in for a shock. Every stall of the 'Mission protect- squad' was plastered with photographs of them spying. The guys that politely declined any involvement were chirping them badly for being that bad in secrecy.

They would probably never hear the end of it.

 Although, no pictures of O'Knutzy were taken during the mission, there were indeed pictures of them setting up the hammock.

Sirius and Remus were nowhere to be seen... the quiet was freaking them more out than any yelling ever could.

And then, it came down on them. Cap and Loops were already waiting on the ice with snacks for the team and death-drills for the assholes.

 "We'll never do that again!"

"Snooping on our Cap and PT? No, they are too much of a powerful combination."

"But how did they get all the photos?"

"Adele." Dumos face was crestfallen.

"But that means-" Nado piqued up while rubbing his sore ass.

"Celeste." Dumo nodded. 

"Oh, hell." Leo muttered while he and Finn dragged an almost passed-out Logan along. If his exclamation concerned that or the evil genius of Dumo's wife, no one knew.

"Probably Lily and Natalie, too." James and Kasey were leaning against each other.

"No chance. Too smart." Kuny shook his head while he softly kneaded Nados shoulders.

"Caps and Loops are gonna pay for that mean trickery." The desperation on Dumo's face was replaced with utter determination.

"I've pranked people before they were even out of their diapers! With my own wife, nontheless! Je n'accepterai pas la défaite!"

 "What have we done...."

 I really hope you like it!

Writing it was a lot of fun. I would never laugh at my own jokes.

As always stay safe and channel your inner Hufflepuff <3

[manialwaysfeelsoguilty]

Long reply post

Ooof, I missed a lot of messages and I’m so sorry for answering so so so so late. 

@sonicpsycho : You should ask masakoX to do one his what if DBZ  series on your saiyan siblings AU

He kinda already has one like it with the whole “What if Raditz was good” series that became Dragonball R&R. And the “What if Gine came to Earth with Goku” one feels like it’d have similar beats to my AU (haven’t watched that one yet tbh).

@eirenii  AAA I love your style and how your designs are unique! I hope to see your art more!

Aah, thank you!!!! I feel really bad for not posting for so long tbh :’0

@ Anonymous1: Are you a french speaker, if so in which part of the francophonie do you live?

Yup, I’m French! I’ve been living in France for over a decade now. 

@lisathedork : so I gotta ask cause I can’t find anything from canon and it’s frustrating. How much older than Goku do you think Raditz is? Older than Vegeta maybe?

Well, I dunno about canon, but in my Saiyan Siblings AU, he’s 7 years older than Goku, and thus 2 years older than Vegeta. I wanted him to be old enough to remember his parents and Planet Vegeta and I figured that was a good number. That and seven is kind of an important number in DB.

@ Anonymous2: Big fan of the artwork and liking the Oni Chichi(s), kinda inspired me to think up a fanfic which revolves around a family of Chichis - Chichi (End of Z) is the eldest sister, Chichi (Buu Saga) is the second eldest, Chichi (Saiyan Saga) third and Chichi (Teen) & Chichi (Kid) the youngest and of course the long lost eldest sister they never knew they had Chichi (Future).

sikjzezjc why is this so funny??? Honestly, I would 100% read a story about this.

@ Anonymous3: Any love for Tien? I love your art style 🖤✨ 

Oh yeah, I love Tien! I just never draw him for some reason, ahaha. Kinda don’t draw a lot of characters now that I think about it, oops :’D Def gotta remedy that. And thank you ^ 3 ^

@newbenieroudbottom: been browsing your tumblr 4 so long now, I feel like I should say something, but cant find the words to convey how happy ur art makes me feel so I'll just go ahead w/ the cliche and say YOU'RE AWESOMEEEE

Oh gosh, thank you so muuuch! Messages like this really mean a lot! ; u ;

@cyberbirdperson:I loooove your draws of dbz specially the kidz ones! 😍 are you taking request? You're style is soo cute!😊

Thank yoooou! I’m still on the fence about reopening requests tbh ahaha

@Anonymous4: is this blog still active?

*sweats* i-it is now!

@hoshisakurai-kawaiiartblog: I LOVE YOUR ART SO MUCH! An the Saiyan Siblins AU too... YOU ARE AMAZING! :D

AAAAH! Thank you! You’re so sweet!

@Anonymous5: So in that one post where Raditz and Kakarot are having a conversation in Saiyago(that's just my guess, don't shoot me), what exactly are they saying?

Tbh, I have no idea. Kinda just wrote random gibberish :P

@Anonymous6: Have you ever considered Bulla x Pan? I think it has the potential to be really cute

Oh boy, Anon, I sure have!!! I def need to draw it

@Anonymous7: Do you think that Raditz would have know anything about the Great Ape transformation before landing on earth? If so, would be have been able to save Gohan when they were younger?

Well, Raditz does know about the Great Ape transformation and he even told Gohan about it a little while after they started living him (super casually because he’d never turned and didn’t think it was that big a deal). Kakarot was kinda raised with the idea that something bad would happen if he looked at the full moon but never exactly what, so things do end up happening like in canon. 

@noeggets: Your reverting me back to my dragon ball ways

 @msmileena: Idk if anyone asked this for your sayian siblings AU but... has Goku or Raditz ever go Oozaru on earth by accident?

Kakarot has gone Oozaru thrice, like in canon, but Raditz never has. He kinda avoided the full moon out of habit when Gohan was still alive, and when his lil bro turned and accidentally killed their grandfather, he actually started fearing the Oozaeu state altogether.

@smashndash7777: You art good 

wow fam thx

@Anonymous8: Are you active on social media anymore?

oOF well uh I’m trying to get back on Tumblr right now, and I might start posting on Instagram again whoooo knoooows

[f-l-writes]

Common Enemy

Warnings: Swearing. If anything else seems like it should be warned, let me know.

Word Count: 7912 (whoooo boy)

Requested: Yes, @taeyoapple / @sxngminhx

Enjoy this shit show! Also, feel free to request!

You let out a sharp gasp as you were suddenly pushed forward by your best friend, Lee Min Ho. The two of you had been pretty much inseparable since fourth grade when you met and had virtually no secrets between you. Until today.

He had woken you up at the ass crack of dawn just to drag you out of the house so you two could spend the day together. While you had initially been annoyed, you had lost that feeling as soon as you stepped into Beansbins Myeongdong, one of your favorite restaurants. Immediately, you had grown semi-affectionate to Min Ho, imitating a sort of thanks to the man for taking you out to eat.

As you two settled down and began to eat, Min Ho got a call. He only listened, never saying a word before he hung up and focused his dark chocolate eyes on you before he spoke up, his voice eerily serious and somewhat scary, a state you rarely saw him and never wished to see him in.

“Once we’re done here, I’m going to take you home. I know I planned a day for us together, but something came up and I don’t need you getting caught in the crossfire,” he finished, looking over your worried features from the way your brows drew together and your lips formed a slight frown. He noted the concern in your Y/E/C orbs and he knew he would have to deal with it, unable to explain why. It wasn’t something you would understand until a later time.

“You have to promise me not to ask questions. I will explain everything once I get the chance but this is something too important for now. Do you understand, Y/N?” he questioned, watching as you slowly nodded, you frown deepening.

You didn’t like how odd Min Ho was acting. Even when he got into his scary serious state, he was never this vague. He always told you what was going on with him as soon as you asked but now he was telling you not to ask even a single question about why he was ending your day together early.

“Let’s just finish up, yeah?” you finally spoke, your voice low and timid, almost as though you weren’t sitting in front of your best friend Lee Min Ho. Instead, your voice imitated that of someone who was speaking to someone they were meeting for the first time and was shy of the interaction. On top of that shyness, though, was a sound of undeniable fear. For what, you didn’t know. However, it settled over your stomach, immediately snuffing out your appetite and want to be in the restaurant any further.

Once Min Ho had finished up, the two of you made your way out to his car and climbed in. His eyes seemed darker than they had ever been as he took another glance at his phone before pulling out of the parking lot, barely giving you time to put on your seatbelt and not even bothering with his own.

As you began the short, eight-minute drive back to your house, you noticed the slight paranoia that was rising in Min Ho as he continued to glance in his side view and rearview mirror. This, naturally, didn’t settle the ascending fear in your stomach, forcing you to wrestle down what you had eaten only three minutes prior.

“We’re taking a detour,” Min Ho suddenly stated as he pulled over into the turn lane, making a quick left turn as soon as he possibly could. You knew the path as one that led down to an underdeveloped and neglected road that not many people bothered traveling unless wanting to get a look at all the abandoned buildings in this particular part of the city. As he began the drive down the road, he swore quietly as he glanced back out the window.

Now you were in panic mode, wondering what the fuck was going on. Soon enough, Min Ho had turned sharply into the yard of one of the abandoned homes, leaving the engine going as he went to open the door. Turning back to you once more, he spoke, that uneasy seriousness back in his voice. “Duck down and do not move.” It was an absolute demand and you didn’t understand why.

However, you did as he asked and unbuckled your belt, settling into the spot on the floor where you wouldn’t be spotted from any outsiders unless they were right against the window. Your heart was pounding viciously in your chest as you remained on the floor, doing your best to calm your breathing, racing heart, and thousands of wild thoughts.

“Min Ho,” an unfamiliar voice began, “you really think you can get out of not paying back your debts? Instead, you take your little girlfriend on a breakfast date knowing well enough that I’m going to get my money back from you one way or another. And your interest has been piling up quite a bit. So what are you going to do? I can’t assume that your drug peddling and arms dealing has been making you much profit,” the unidentified man chuckled. “So you can pass over your girlfriend or you can take your proper punishment and gain sixty thousand dollars in three days.

Min Ho said nothing at this time and you hated that you couldn’t see him. You had developed the ability to know what he was thinking most of the time when you could see him, but now, unable to do so, you worried.

Soon, you were greeted with light pouring in through the now fully opened door of the car as Min Ho stood above you, pulling you out of the car quickly. I’ll rescue you, don’t worry. That was what he had whispered before he pushed you forward, giving you to the man who, you assumed, he had been speaking to prior. At this point, Min Ho was unable to meet your eyes and instead kept his focus trained on the unnamed man.

“Thank you for your compliance, Min Ho. As soon as we get our money, you get your girl,” he stated, grasping your left forearm tightly in his right hand, pulling you towards the completely blacked out van that had been following you and Min Ho previously. You didn’t bother fighting the man, still in too much of a shock at what Min Ho had done. What best friend hands you over for compensation?

Once you were inside the van and seated in one of the black leather seats, you buckled yourself in, letting your mind wander. The man who had interrupted your and Min Ho’s day was the only one in the van with you. He wore a white, oversized tee that was tucked into black jeans and had on black Adidas with white striped. His hair was dyed a dirty blonde like color with a few streaks of different color on the front.

The unnamed man had a rounded face, heart-shaped lips, and was clearly well maintained. As you continued to examine the man from your spot in the seat diagonal to his, you failed to realize the way his umber eyes flicked over to you in the rearview mirror. Even then, since he remained quiet as he flicked his gaze between the road and you, you continued to examine him as best you could. He had a broad nose bridge and obvious smile lines around his mouth. He had tanned skin that suited him perfectly and a resting face that would make you worry about talking to him even in a normal setting.

While you couldn’t deny the obvious beauty of the man, the fact that he was taking you somewhere unknown and you didn’t even know his name was rightfully off-putting to you. Building a sudden courage, you caught his eyes in the rearview mirror and spoke. “What’s your name and…” you faltered at the intensity of the look in his eyes as he watched you. Your voice quieted as you continued to speak. “Where are you taking me?”

If animals could speak, you knew you would be sounding like a scared mouse who was cornered by a cat that was ready for the kill. The look the boy gave you sent chills up and down your spine and it made you wonder what exactly was going to happen when you reached wherever you were going. Would he torture you? Kill you? So many thoughts whirled through your head as you let your eyes drop from his piercing gaze.

He remained silent for a moment, a regarding look now settling on his face. “I suppose that’s fair enough…” he said after a couple of minutes. “My name is Dong Hyuk. Most people call me Hae Chan, though, so feel free to do the same. As for where we’re going, I’m taking you to… my workplace of sorts,” he finished.

You thought for a moment, not about what he said, but rather the way his voice sounded. It was pleasant, to say the least. To you, it sounded smooth and honey-like. He paced his words in such a way that it made you want to listen to him talk forever under normal circumstances. Now, however, you only had a mild appreciation for it.

When the van pulled to a stop in an alleyway, Dong Hyuk climbed out and stood at the hood of the van, waiting for you to follow. He was fairly confident you wouldn’t do anything stupid such as trying to run, but if you did he always had a gun in the waistband of his jeans to scare you into submission. He wasn’t one who liked to lead by fear but he would if he needed to.

He watched as you circled around and, like before, Dong Hyuk grabbed your forearm and headed over to an entrance towards the end of the long alley. The actual door was guarded by a padlocked metal shutter*. Dong Hyuk pulled a set of keys out from his back pocket before quickly flicking through and unlocking the padlock, opening the shutter and then the unlocked door.

Gently, Dong Hyuk pushed you into the dimly lit area before stepping in himself, closing the gate and dummy-locking the lock. Once the second door was closed, he flicked on the light switches and revealed the full visuals for the indoor area.

It was high walled, the ceiling being too high for anyone to reach. The walls were painted an off-white and the floor was hardwood, made of what you assumed to be cedar wood. The main room was furnished with black furniture from the loveseat to the bean bag that was resting in the corner, a young boy perched on its seemingly velvety surface.

The boy on the bean bag chair had blonde hair that fell somewhat over his eyes as he focused on the book that was clutched in his hands. He had angular features from his nose and cheeks to jawline and he had a bit of an intimidating aura about him that made you want to avoid him. He seemed like the type of person who would have no care as he tore you down both physically and mentally. He was attractive, that much you could admit, but you couldn't see yourself approaching him for the life of you.

“That's Ren Jun,” Dong Hyuk stated, earning you the gaze of the young boy. He nodded in your direction once before he began to focus on his book once more. “He's not the most talkative. Prefers to keep to himself but he's our most effective weapons man, something I'd advise you keep in mind.”

Though you knew you were technically being kidnapped, it didn't seem that way at all. sure, there was a bit of a coldness towards you from Dong Hyuk due to him being your kidnapper, but you also felt like they wouldn't do anything to harm.you unless you disobeyed them, something you'd be too scared to do anyhow. You still don't know how you ended up in the middle of a crime lord money issue and you knew you could live without the answer too. Once you got out of this place, though, you foresaw you and Min Ho having a long talk about him handing you over to his rival.

“What are we doing with her?” a sudden voice, one that didn't match Ren Jun's or Dong Hyuk's, questioned. You turned towards the voice, your eyes landing on yet another pleasant-to-look-at boy.

This one has pink hair that was fading to more of a peach color and, like the others, extremely dark colored eyes. He had softer features than Ren Jun but was still fairly masculine looking, especially when you got to his jawline. Even from where you were standing, you could tell he had long lashes, the shadows from them casting over his eyes slightly. His lips were chapped in a way you never thought a person's lips could be chapped. It almost made you want to ask him if he wanted to borrow any, but you refrained seeing as you a) didn't have any on you and b) didn't know what kind of person he was to jokes like that. Instead, you allowed Dong Hyuk to speak up, introducing you to the third of the group.

“Jae Min, this is our… compensation for what Min Ho owes us,” he stated, pausing for a moment. “Why don’t you show them where they’ll be staying?”

You weren’t sure why, but the words immediately brought images of a dark, dank room with bloodstains on the walls and floors. The thought made you shiver slightly before looking back Jae Min, the boy flashing a smile in your direction. After a moment of refusing to move, Dong Hyuk took you by the shoulder, pushing you forward gently. Not wanting to be shoved again, you trudged behind Jae Min, your mental gears whirring over hundreds of different ideas as the stretched out silence enveloped you and the peach-haired man.

Once Jae Min stopped at a door that was painted a light blue color, he twisted the handle and pushed it open, revealing a room that was already set up and occupied. On two beds, that were in opposing corners, were two other girls. You furrowed your brows slightly as you looked at them, confused. Were they compensations as well?

Stepping into the room, you flinched slightly at the sound of hearing the door close behind you. One of the girls, who appeared to be Chinese, glanced up from the phone she had in her hand, greeting you silently with a smile. The other one, this one being Korean, was more excited to be introduced to a new girl. She hopped out of her bed and made her way over to you with a smile as she spoke.

“Hello! My name’s Ha Yoon. I’m Je No’s girlfriend,” that statement took you by surprise and your eyes widened. She was dating one of the guys here? You watched as she pointed to the Chinese girl before picking up again. “That’s Chao Xing. She’s with Chen Le.” Again, you were surprised. The fact that they were living here willingly was quite the surprise to you.

“Anyways, enough about us~ Who are you?”

You froze for a moment, your brain shutting down for a second before restarting. “I’m, uh, I’m Y/N…” you didn’t want to go beyond that, seeing as while they were here on their own accord, you were forced over because of your best friends ridiculous decision.

Instinctively, you meant to reach into your back pocket and grab your phone to check for messages from Min Ho or even to check the time. Your heart skipped a beat upon realizing it wasn’t there, meaning it must have fallen out while you were on the floor of Min Ho’s car. You restrained yourself from swearing aloud before looking to Ha Yoon, the girl chuckling slightly.

“Don’t worry about your phone. They would have taken it anyways. And you don’t need to worry about not telling us your situation. Chao Xing was taken by Ren Jun from a rival group in China and brought her here. Chen Le ended up being the one that comforted her during her nightmares and eventually the two started dating. As for myself, I…,” her bubbly demeanor faltered for a moment, her eyes growing dark, “I was being used as a ploy to bait other gangs. These boys, they call themselves “Dream”, took the bait but they ended up getting into a gunfight and ended up killing everyone who was part of it and hadn’t run off halfway through. They brought me to their old hideout and Je No was the one who was supposed to get information out of me about everything the group I was forced to work for did since the leader wasn’t there during the fight… Once I told them what I knew, though, I was pretty much free to do as I wanted!” the bubbliness was back and honestly you weren’t sure if you preferred her being more hallowed out in the memory of the past or being upbeat.

“I wasn’t really a special case. My best friend borrowed some money from Dong Hyuk and he didn’t have it today so I was passed over until Dong Hyuk gets what he needs…” you explained with a shrug, feeling somewhat sheepish and not wanting to explain that Min Ho was part of his own underground crime network.

Ha Yoon looked at you with what seemed to be pity before the door was pushed open slightly, a head poking through a moment after. It was Jae Min again, his lips pulled back in a bright smile again as he looked at the three before speaking.

“Dong Hyuk wants to talk to you, Y/N. Don’t take too long.” though the words sounded harmless, you couldn’t help but to feel a slight threat behind those words.

Excusing yourself from the girls, you made your way out of the room and followed Jae Min, who’d been waiting behind a closed door, to where Dong Hyuk was. Once in the nearly bare room, you took a seat across from where Dong Hyuk was, folding your hands in your lap, playing with your nails nervously.

“I need you to tell me what you know about Min Ho and what he had been planning on doing with the money I lent him,” Dong Hyuk stated. It was less of a demand and more so like he was speaking to a scared animal and, while the concern touched you slightly, you were sure it was just a device to get you to say something. Not, of course, that you knew anything.

“I didn’t know anything about his criminal life. He never brought me into it before today and the days were we had to end hanging out early he just claimed it was work. I never knew he loaned money from anyone,” you admitted, your eyes flickering from your hands to Dong Hyuk’s eyes while you spoke.

He seemed like he was about to push for something before shaking his head and leaning back. “Do you remember seeing anything off while visiting his home?” Dong Hyuk questioned, choosing a different approach.

“Maybe? His counter was usually filled with papers that had stuff written on them that didn’t make sense to me…” you paused for a moment, thinking back on one of the pieces that you read. “On one of them it mentioned a heist…” you said quietly, your eyes going back to Dong Hyuk from where they fell on the papers. “That might be what it was for but it’s hard to tell if it was for something else,” you admitted.

“Any information is good information, Y/N. Just tell me what you know.”

“He has a safe in his basement. I didn’t know about it until recently when he left me at his house alone for a couple hours but I was able to find the combination and unlock it. It had cash in it but I’m not sure how much… I wasn’t sure at the time how he acquired so much until hearing you two talk earlier,” you admitted, watching as the boy nodded.

“I think that’s all I’ll need for today. Why don’t you go settle down in your room and get some rest?” there was a slight level of sinisterness to his words but you simply nodded as you stood, making your way back to the room as quickly as you could, not even realizing that you had stepped into the wrong one at first.

Once the door was closed behind you, you close your eyes and leaned against it with a sigh, only opening them when you heard a timid sounding male voice break through the silence. On a bed that was pushed up to the wall in the center of the room was an orange-ish haired boy watching something on his phone, curled up in his bed.

“Oh shit, sorry,” you said, your cheeks lighting up in a blush as you turned to open the door again, hands fumbling with the knob for a second before retreating back into the hallway.

You were promptly met with a laugh, causing your eyes to snap up from the floor, thinking it was Jae Min. Instead, you saw yet another unfamiliar boy. He was somewhat cat-like with features that bordered both soft and angular. He was handsome, to say the least, but there was a slight glint in his eyes that caused you to be wary of him almost immediately.

“I take it you’re the one who just got pulled from Min Ho’s shit?” the boy questioned, leaning against the wall as he looked you over.

“Uh, yeah, I guess you could say that… Who are you?”

“I’m Je No. More than likely you’ve probably heard my name from Ha Yoon. She likes to “flaunt”,” he made air quotes with his fingers, “that we’re dating but it’s just something she’s made up in her mind. Chao Xing and Chen Le, on the other hand actually are so I wouldn’t mess around with Chen Le too much,” Je No spoke, watching you nod.

“Why lead Ha Yoon on then?”

“I’m not. She’s doing this to herself. She thinks anytime I speak to her is me speaking to her as a significant other. Honestly, I’m just hoping she’ll come to her senses soon,” he responded, his tone lazy and uncaring.

“I’m sure it’ll dawn on her soon,” you said, your own tone souring and turning bitter now.

“Oh, I would hope. I’m tired of her clinging to me as soon as she steps out of that room,” Je No admitted pushing himself off the wall before walking back towards the living room. “I’ll see you around though.”

As soon as he disappeared down the hall and around the corner, you turned and made your way back towards the proper room, deciding to make proper friends with the girls as a feeling that you were going to be there for a while filled you.

A few weeks passed and there was still no sign of Min Ho. You didn’t speak much to the boys and your patience with Ha Yoon and Chao Xing had worn thin. Ha Yoon only ever really gushed about Je No while Chao Xing, while still somewhat practicing her Korean yet knew English well enough, refused to speak to you in either language.

Dong Hyuk hardly spoke to you and he was the only one you really wanted to bother speaking to for the fact that you wanted to know more about his and Min Ho’s interactions. However, he avoided you like the plague and whenever you did try to talk to him, he just ignored you and walked off.

At this point, you were sure you could just walk out and no one would bat an eye. With that thought on your mind, you made your way towards the door and gripped the handle, only to be yanked away from the door.

“Don’t do that again,” you were warned, the voice sending chills down your spine as it was whispered in your ear dangerously.

If you couldn’t tell who it was by the voice, you may as well have been a fool, especially when he stepped back and revealed himself to be Dong Hyuk.

“What does it even matter at this point? How can I even be compensation if I’m not worth anything?” you complained, crossing your arms over your chest as you looked up to the slightly taller male.

“Because you’re the incentive that I need to get my money back from Min Ho. I have been sending him threats with you involved for the last week. Be glad we’re not as bad as some gangs out there who would be beating you within an inch of your life,” Dong Hyuk stated with a low growl in his voice before he turned away, making his way off to, you assumed, his room. His words sent chills down your spine and you worried about what might happen the next time you try something similar.

When you finally got over his words, you made your way over to the couch. settling down on the black, plush surface and leaning back, eyes staring out at the white wall in front of you. Where the hell was Min Ho? Why wasn't he there to get you out yet? Thousands of questions went through your mind as you stared blankly at the wall, the feelings that should have been there within the first three weeks hitting you hard now. You turned over on the couch after snapping your eyes away on the wall, curling up. You made sure to keep quiet, though it didn’t make your shaking body invisible to anyone.

It was now that your brain went into overdrive as it thought about everything that you had missed in the last three weeks. You were sure you had at least one hundred missed calls on your phone from your mom and you were positive that you had just been dropped from college. You didn’t know if Min Ho was alright or not and you weren’t even sure if any of your other friends had noticed your sudden disappearance. A sarcastic voice answered back in your head, causing you to feel more guilt than you had ever felt in your life. If you hadn’t pushed everyone away, then maybe they would care.

Maybe it was only the release of tears that hadn’t been there for a long while that was pushing these thoughts onto your mind or maybe it was a genuine guilt that you had buried and refused to let it come up for this exact reason. Whatever it was, more and more thoughts surfaced and left you a mess on the couch.

You didn’t realize when one of the boys entered the room or made their way over to you until you felt a hand on your shoulder, jerking you out of your thoughts. You refused to turn to see who it was and simply stated “go away”, hoping that they would listen.

“Are you alright?” It was Ji Sung. After the first day of you stumbling into his room, he had been one of the more friendly ones to you. Je No proved to be less of an asshole than you thought and Jae Min was an intense flirt. You didn’t talk much with Ren Jun but when you did, he always revealed some interesting things. Chen Le and you didn’t talk at all and only spared one another short glances and nods in greeting. You had had your fair share of conversations with Dong Hyuk and, while most were pleasant, he could be quite difficult to understand. To you, it seemed like he was always trying to pull information out of you about Min Ho and his little crime group. Every now and then a man named Mark would stop by and check in on the boys who lived in the building. He seemed to be some sort of honorary member and you liked it when he was around. He was nice to talk to and didn’t pose the same problems that the others did.

“It’s nothing, Ji Sung,” you muttered into the black surface of the couch before suddenly you were forced to turn onto your back so you didn’t fall off the couch by him pulling you off.

“What’s wrong?” he questioned, his voice a bit harsher than before as he looked down at your puffy-eyed form.

He felt bad for you, he really did. Though he had basically been raised in a gang, he was still an emotional teenage boy who felt bad for what you were going through. He didn’t like seeing people sad and you were a big one on that list. Though you two hadn’t spoken much since you walked in on him watching YouTube that one day, the times when you did have a conversation were meaningful and often lasted hours. In this sense, Ji Sung had claimed you as a partial sister and mother. You listened to his every word in his rants, offered him help and advice and now it was his turn.

“You know you can tell me,” his voice was quiet now, watching as you moved to sit up, Ji Sung leaping at the chance to sit beside you as his knees began to throb at the slight pain of kneeling for so long.

“I just want to know why Min Ho hasn’t come to get me yet… I’m sure it couldn’t take three weeks to get what he needs. Not when he’s doing this... job…” you weren’t even sure what to call it. Was it even a proper occupation? Sure, you made money but it wasn’t legal.

“I don’t know, Y/N. Maybe he’s still will but… I don’t think he will. It seems he’s more focused on keeping his money to himself than he is to save you. I don’t know him personally like you did but… If I were in his situation I’d be doing everything to get you back.” he was startled at the end of his words when you pulled him into a tight hug, beginning to sob lightly once more into the top of his head.

Despite being much taller than you, the way he was sitting prompted him to be pulled into your chest and he felt almost like a child. He pulled away after an awkward moment on his end before moved closing, pulling you into a tentative hug, letting you sob into his black Slayer shirt instead. He patted you back slowly, wanting to help you calm down as best as he could.

When you stopped crying after what seemed like an eternity and pulled away from the younger, yet towering, male, you stood and thanked him for his words.

“Try and get some rest. I’ll talk to you later,” he said with a smile as he stood as well, placing a hand on your shoulder, watching as you nodded before walking down the hallway.

Dong Hyuk appeared in the room not much longer after you walked down the hall before walking over to Ji Sung. The younger boy was quite surprised by the determined look in Dong Hyuk’s eyes as he strode over before standing before Ji Sung.

“Why was she crying?” he questioned, his tone showing no hint of actual care.

“She missed Min Ho. She was wondering why he hadn’t come to save her yet. She doesn’t want to be here, Dong Hyuk. Why can’t we just let her go? It’s obvious that Min Ho’s not going to give you your money back,” Ji Sung stated, his tone sharper than it had been with you and his demeanor a bit harsher.

“Because-”

“I don’t want to hear it, Dong Hyuk. She’s not compensation for your lost money. You just made the loan to the wrong man and he’s not giving it back, not even for his friend. It’s time you let her out cause you’re not getting anything from her. She doesn’t deserve to be here.” with that, Ji Sung walked off, heading out for a walk to calm himself and leaving Dong Hyuk to think over his words.

Was he going to let you go? Absolutely not. Would try to make you feel more at home? He figured now was the best time to try. Making his way back down the hall, he found himself in front of the door to the room you shared with the two other girls. He knocked quickly and entered once he heard someone say come in.

Poking his head through the opening he made, he glanced in, looking immediately over to your bed. He noticed just how puffy your eyes still were and something in his chest ached at the thought that you were crying over a friend who had abandoned you after giving you up so easily.

“Y/N…” he began carefully, unsure of what to say, “can I talk to you for a moment?”

“Why?”

“I just need to talk to you, please. Don’t make this difficult.”

You grunted as you threw yourself up into a sitting position before getting off the bed and walking towards the door, walking past him once you pulled it open wide enough. You didn’t want to talk to him, he knew that much, but he needed to start making you feel better. Like you were at home instead of being held captive. Once the two of you made it to his room, he opened the door and let you in.

You were reluctant to talk to him, but you had no fight left in you to argue against him so you simply went along with him. You figured he’d be taking you to that godforsaken interrogation room again but you were surprised to see he took you to his own bedroom instead. Stepping in, you glanced around to see that it was the most minimalist room you have ever stood in. There was nothing on the walls and his nightstand was nearly bare as well except for a lamp and one framed photo. The walls were the same white as the walls in the living room and his bed was carefully done with a dark blue comforter and light blue pillows.

Walking over to the bed once Dong Hyuk had taken a seat on it, you stood at the end of it, looking at him while you crossed your arms over his chest, wondering just what the hell he wanted.

“Ji Sung told me why you were crying. Don’t yell at him for telling you, I told him to tell me and they don’t usually disobey me. But… I can’t let you go cause there’s still a slim chance that he’ll give me what I need. However, I don’t want you feeling trapped so I’ll make a deal with you, does that sound alright?”

Slowly, you nodded your head, interested suddenly in what he was saying. What kind of deal would make you want to stay with them at all?

“As long as you have someone with you, you can go out and do your day to day things. We can get you a job somewhere and have one of the boys watch over you to make sure Min Ho doesn’t try anything and we can get you enrolled in a community college alongside myself or Je No or even Mark once we tell him what’s going on. You don’t have to love it here, but consider it a temporary home until I get my money and you can go back to living life like you used to.”

Fuck. It was a good deal and hardly came with any costs aside from having someone watch over you every time you went out. You hardly needed any time to think before nodding. “I’ll take it,” you stated, your eyes brighter than they had been in weeks. You wanted nothing more than to finally go outside. You felt like you were going crazy being locked inside for three weeks.

“Glad to hear. Let’s start with arranging who you’ll be with your first week. This is the person you’ll be around all week to make sure nothing happens to you. Who would you feel comfortable with for week one?”

Your answer, to Dong Hyuk, was to be expected. “Ji Sung.”

“Then him it shall be. Once he gets back from his walk, I’ll get everyone together to explain what’s happening and then you two are free to do as you like,” Dong Hyuk stated as he stood.

Within two more months, you had begun to feel like everything was finally normal, more or less at least. You hadn’t had any run-ins with Min Ho despite going to what had been your favorite places to hang out and you had a fun time getting to know each of the guys within the criminal group. Dong Hyuk had proved to be better than you thought during your week of being with him and it almost made you want to hang around him longer. Most weeks, you chose to be around either Ji Sung or Jae Min as they were the ones you had gotten closest two over you three months of being around the boys.

However, as of lately, you’d found yourself wanting to be around Dong Hyuk more and more. He was showing himself to be a great person that you had a lot in common with and you really enjoyed his company. In fact, though you would never say it to anyone else, you were beginning to get a slight crush on the man.

You weren’t sure how he felt, so you kept your mouth shut, but the crush was there and festering, waiting for the day you accidentally did something to fuck it all up and expose yourself. You didn’t like that you liked him, you hated it in fact. but you had tried everything to get yourself to stop liking him and it seemed like nothing was working. You reminded yourself he was a crime lord, not someone to be in a relationship and it didn't work. He was just so… perfect? Well, more like imperfectly perfect but it still went without saying that every time you were around him, the feeling grew more and more.

Even as you made your way to his room ask him to head out with you, you felt your heart speed up fifty times faster than what was good for you. Your hands became sweaty, your cheeks blushed red as you thought about him and your stomach churned. You hadn’t ever liked someone as much as you liked Dong Hyuk and it was almost painful. Every time you thought about him now, you found yourself thinking about his lips, how soft his hands were and how you would give anything to hold them more often than him grabbing your hand to pull you away from waltzing in front of someone.

There you went again, losing yourself in thoughts of him even though you were right outside his door. Knocking lightly, you pushed it open when you thought you heard a “come in”. Instead, you stumbled in on a conversation between Je No and Hyuk.

“How the fuck do you expect me to tell her that, Je No? It’s like I just walk up to her out of nowhere and be like ‘hey, I like you a lot can we go on a date and maybe make you my girlfriend?”

“Not when you say it like that you can’t, Jesus. That was horrible.”

“Je No,” he voice held a warning to it.

“Sorry. But you can tell her, you know. It won’t be that hard,” Je No said, before turning and freezing when he saw you there. It was only temporary though as a casual smile came to light up his face as he walked past you.

“Uh, sorry about barging in. I thought I heard you say I could…” you muttered quietly, your mind playing over the conversation. Surely it wasn’t you he could like, right? There had to be someone else. You didn’t find yourself to be someone special and with his job, you were sure he had met plenty of beautiful women.

“It’s fine,” he said, his sweet voice filling your ears like music. “What did you need?”

“I wanted to head out for a walk in the park and I wanted you to come with me…”

“I think it was Ji Sung’s week to be with you?” he questioned, quirking a brow slightly as he looked at your now blushing figure.

“It is, but I wanted to spend some time with you.” Oh, there you went. If he didn’t catch on now he was blinder than you.

“Sure. I needed to talk to you anyways,” he said with a smile as he stood and walked over to the door, the two of you walking down the hall together to get your shoes. The entire time, you were trying to control your speeding heart, wondering what he needed to talk to you about.

Once the two of you made it to the park, you began to walk down one of the darkening trails as the sun slowly set, peeping the beautiful pinks, oranges, and lingering blues through the trees. At first, it was complete silence, neither of you saying a word as you took in the nature around you from the trees to the flowers that were growing in the well-kept grass.

The pathway itself was beautiful, the branches intertwining overhead and never hanging low enough to get in one’s face. You could only wonder how it looked in winter. Probably like a wonderland, somewhere you would want to spend every day until winter ended.

In the corner of your eye, you caught Dong Hyuk looking at you, his eyes bright and wide. You turned your own head to look at him as he suddenly stopped, you following behind shortly.

“Dong Hyu-”

You were quickly cut off by him stepping towards you and, quite harshly, pressing his lips to yours. However, when you reciprocated the action, he grew softer, his hands coming to a rest on your cheeks while your own claimed his shoulders.

When you finally drew apart, you were both out of breath, your cheeks burning a deep crimson red. Dong Hyuk suddenly grew shy as he hid himself behind his hands, mumbling “sorry” and “my god I’m an idiot”. You couldn’t help but to release a school-girlish giggle as you walked up to him, pulling his hands away from his face before taking the male’s soft and rounded cheeks in your own and pulling him into a careful kiss.

Your worries from earlier were proven to be wrong and you didn’t know why you liked him despite his occupation, but knowing he liked you back made it hard to be against being with him. When you pulled away this time, you kept him close, letting your breath mingling with his as your cheeks widened to accommodate a smile and his only burned darker, the heat bringing pricks of tears to his eyes.

“So, I’m assuming you like me too?” he questioned, trying to calm his own galloping heart.

“I would hope so or it might seem odd I kissed you,” you chuckled, grabbing his hand and entwining it with your own. “And that I’m doing this.”

“So… You’re my girlfriend now?”

“Woah there, never agreed to that,” you joked, watching as his face fell before quickly fixing it. “I’m kidding, Hyuk. I would love to be your girlfriend,” you responded, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.

From somewhere behind you, you heard a gentle, familiar “holy shit”. Both of you turned around to spot Min Ho, standing in the middle of the path where he had happened to stumble and ended up spotting the two of you.

As Hyuk was about to say something, you stopped him, waved goodbye to Min Ho with a slight smile on your face and pulled Dong Hyuk away. Who knew that being abandoned by your once greatest friend could lead to making a better friend and boyfriend.

[tpnks]

Our Secret

Request: Hey can you do a draco x reader where the reader is friends w/ the golden trio but has an eye on draco and he also fancies her but they Never really talked just sometimes changed some words and then theres a party (e.g. in the gryffindor common room) and they get closer there and so they start a secret relationship (because of the golden trio) that would be great! Thanks xx - anon

Warnings: This does NOT follow canon, drinking,

Pairings: Draco x Reader, Ron x Hermione

A/N: Ahhh so this is my first oneshot on this account, I actually loved this request the moment you sent it! I hope it’s alright and that you all like it! I had fun writing it and, you never know, there may be a part 2 if people like it enough :) Feedback would be appreciated, hope you enjoy!

REQUEST A ONESHOT

“Y/N! Y/N, wake up!” Hermione screamed, she’d been shouting at you for at least two minutes but you just didn’t want to get out of bed. Groaning, you rolled over and pulled the duvet up over your face in an attempt to block out the light flooding in from the windows.

“Just five more minutes,” you mumbled, you’d hardly gotten any sleep last night and just wanted to stay in bed.

“You can’t sleep any more Y/N, we need to get to the boys Quidditch match,” Hermione said.

“I don’t want to go,” You whined, snuggling closer to the duvet as you envisioned the cold wind out by the Quidditch pitch. 

Hermione decided she’d had enough and grabbed the end of the duvet, trying to pull it off you.

At that very moment, Ginny decided to make an appearance in the 6th year dorm and watched in amusement as Hermione tried to tug the duvet away from you, even though you’d wound yourself around the duvet and was clinging on to it for dear life.

“Miaaa, stooppp!” you cried. Ginny laughed at the use of Hermiones’ nickname, you’d given it to her the year before and had continued using it ever since. Hermione hated the nickname and anyone who tried to call her it, apart from yourself, would get a hex thrown in their direction.

“Get *tug* your *tug* lazy arse *tug* out of bed!” Hermione bellowed, giving one last pull before she toppled over onto the floor, duvet in hand, as you and Ginny laughed hysterically.

Hermione got up, dusted herself off and sent a glare in your direction before giving in and laughing herself.

“At least I got you out of bed,” Hermione chuckled, looking quite proud of her accomplishment.

“ha ha,” you replied sarcastically, before making your way to the bathroom, “Tell the boys I’ll be down in a minute, I just need to get ready.”

“Will do, we’ll meet you in the Great Hall,” Ginny shouted as she and Hermione left the common room and made their way towards the hall for breakfast.

...

“Finally,” Hermione said, “We thought you’d gone back to bed.” You simply elbowed Hermione in the side as you sat down to join your friends for breakfast.

“Hey Y/N, sleep well?” Harry asked, a smirk playing on his lips and a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Mia, did you seriously have to tell them?” You whined, grabbing all the food you could off the plates before they were taken by your house mates.

“Come on Y/N, everyone already knows you’re not a morning person,” Ginny responded, winking at you as she popped some food into her mouth.

“Yeah - well - I ... ugh fine,” You groaned, knowing that this was a battle you were not going to win.

“Hey where’s Ron?” You asked, noticing that he wasn’t at breakfast, which was a shock because wherever there was food there was usually a Ron to accompany it.

“He’s still in our room, he’ll be down in time for the game, he’s real nervous.” Harry said, worry creeping into his features as he thought about his best mate.

“Oh, okay. I’m going to go talk to him,” you replied, saying a quick bye to everyone and grabbing a piece of toast for Ron before making your way out of the Great Hall.

You’d just walked out into the corridor and as you turned the corner towards the common room you were hit by a larger body, just as you were about to hit the floor an arm snaked around your waist and pulled you back up.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to - “ you began, but stopped once the face of your rescuer came into focus, “Draco?!” You blurted out, suddenly going red in the face.

“Hey Y/N, um, sorry about that, I, uh, wasn’t looking where I was going,” He apologised, rubbing the back of his neck nervously with his free hand.

“Oh ... uh ... don’t worry about it,” you mumbled, smiling up at him. 

It was at that moment that you both realised just how close the two of you were, your faces were merely inches apart, Dracos’ arm was still wrapped around your waist and you could smell his cologne fresh from this morning.

“Well, I’ll ... um, see you around then,” Draco said, blushing profusely and walking past you towards the Great Hall.

“Draco!” You called, almost laughing out loud when he stopped mid stride and almost tripped over his own feet.

“Yeah?” He asked, confusion on his face,

“Good luck in the match today,”

“Oh,” He replied, obviously surprised that she’d wish him luck against her own house, “Thanks,” and with a shy smile he turned and walked away.

Why can’t he just act like that around everyone, instead of being a pompous arse in public?

Oh well, best go check on Ron.

Clutching the piece of toast you’d picked up for Ron, you made your way towards the Gryffindor common room to slap some sense into your good friend Ronald.

...

“WE WON!!” Ron bellowed, standing on top of a table in the Room of Requirement as Hermione tried to pull him down.

“Ronald! You’re embarrassing yourself,” Hermione scolded, finally managing to pull him off the table, only to pull him on top of her as they fell to the floor, the room providing a comfortable landing in the form of some cushions.

“You know you’re very beautiful Mione,” Ron blurted out, smiling at Hermione from his place on top of her.

“Oh, I, thanks?” Hermione replied, a blush creeping up her neck as she smiled nervously back at Ron. You watched as two of your best friends shared this moment, then an idea hit you.

“KISS KISS KISS!” You chanted, smirking when Ron and Hermione stared at you in horror. Soon Harry and Ginny joined in, then the whole room began chanting for the pair to kiss.

“Eh What the hell?” Ron yelled, before leaning forward and capturing Hermiones’ lips in a passionate kiss.

“WHOOOO!” The uproar from the party was ecstatic, people were clapping and screaming.

“Finally, they sure took there time,” A voice said behind her. Turning around she was surprised to find Draco standing behind her, holding out a bottle of cider for her to take.

Harry had decided that after the war he was going to let go of all house prejudices, he always made sure to invite everyone 4th year and over from each house to any celebrations the Gryffindors had, even if his other house mates disagreed with his actions.

“Thanks,” you said gratefully, taking the bottle before turning back to watch Hermione and Ron, who were now stood up and whispering to each other in the corner of the room. 

“They make a cute couple, I’ve been trying to get them together for a while now.”

“They make a good match,” Draco admitted grudgingly, taking a swig from his own bottle. 

“They do, don’t they,” you replied happily, “Draco? Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“How come you don’t act like this around everyone else?” you asked, the alcohol making you braver than you normally would be.

“Act like what?” He asked.

“Like you. Every time me and you talk you’re always so nice, so un-Draco-like but you still pretend to be a pompous brat with a stick up your arse around everyone else, why?”

“I - I guess I just want you to - I don’t know, like me? You know actually like me for me. I don’t care about any one else so why should I show them the real me when all they know is the old Draco, they wouldn’t understand.” Draco muttered, looking down at the bottle in his hand.

“You - you like me?”

“Of course I like you Y/N! Have you met you? you’re amazing, smart, funny, and you’re always so cute when you - “ Draco suddenly stopped, as if he was only just aware of what he was actually saying and that he was saying it to you of all people.

“I like you too,” You whispered, smiling up at him.

“You do?” He asked, hope evident in his voice as his eyes came up to meet yours. You were surprised at how much passion and emotion those grey orbs held in the moments they connected with your own.

“I do,” You replied, seizing the moment and leaning forward to kiss him lightly on the lips.

“Our secret?” He smirked, taking his hand in yours.

“Our secret,” You agreed, knowing the uproar that would occur if any one were to find out.

What you didn’t know is that one set of emerald green eyes had been watching the whole time and followed you as you and Draco made your way out of the room of requirements, giggling like a couple in love.

[drabblemesilly]

Thomas Chabot #2

Requested by Anon(s):

1. Can you please write a Thomas chabot imagine where his girlfriend comforts him after they lose please.

2.  hello i am feeling awfully proud (and a lil upset) w/ team canada, but mostly proud of the sweet lil precious babes. can i request a thomas chabot imagine? something where hes upset with the loss and the reader tries to cheer him up? thanks so much!! love your writing <3

*I still think about the WJC results like how I think about Team NA. Help. Anyway, I was traveling the past few days so I wasn’t able to update but here it is!! I hope this is worth the wait. Enjoy!! :) Thank you so much. Lots of love from me!!*

Word count: 992

Dylan Strome.

Carter Hart, the poor baby boy.

Connor Ingram.

Tyson Jost.

Jake Bean.

Nicolas Roy.

One after the other, sad and disappointed faces piled out of the dressing room after the frustrating loss to the American team on the World Junior Cup finals game. You’re not close with anyone of them, except maybe the other QMJHL boys because you’ve seen them around before, but you managed to give every single one a warm-hearted smile as soon as they left their locker room. If you, just a mere spectator, feel like this after that loss, you couldn’t even begin to imagine how they feel.

You tightened the grip you had on the cardboard, knuckles turning white from the pressure, and waited. You’ve been in a relationship with Thomas Chabot long enough to know that even though he was named the MVP, he’d still wish he weren’t if that meant he won the Cup. You, on the other hand, are bursting with pride because hello… your boyfriend is a damn heck good hockey player and he just proved to the whole hockey community – and probably the whole world – that he can hold his own.

Mathieu Joseph walked out of the double doors. He looked as glum as you felt but when he spotted you, he forced a lopsided smile that just made your heart break into ten million tiny little piece.

You gave him an encouraging smile, “tu es bien joué,” you played well.

He shrugged, “not good enough,” he said in English, “but it got us a silver so maybe I shouldn’t complain?”

You dropped the cardboard long enough to give him a one-arm comforting hug, “I think you did great so you shouldn’t be too hard on yourself,” you reminded him, “for what it’s worth,” you grinned, “I’m still a fan.”

Mat smiled, “ça va.” Okay.

You’ll take that answer.

You held Mathieu a little longer before finally letting him get to his family. You knew who would go out next, because there aren’t a lot of them left inside and you unfolded the sign. You checked to see that it was still covered in glitter before holding it up.

Thomas Chabot was looking down on the floor when he finally managed to drag his feet out of the locker room. One hand was clasping a trophy like it was some worthless piece of garbage he wanted to throw out while the other hand was holding the strap of his bag.

He looked like he just lost a battle he was sure he was going to win but, in his defense, you also thought he was going to win too.

He would’ve walked past you if you didn’t call his attention.

“Tho!” you exclaimed, making him look up.

It took all of your strength to grin the widest grin you’ve ever had and hold up the sign you were holding, wishing upon all the stars that it will brighten his mood. You even shook the sign a little, making it rain glitter on your face, “whoooo,” you cheered, “proud of you!”

A small lopsided smile played on his face as he walked over to you, reading the cardboard you were holding up.

“What’s this?” he asked, stopping right in front of you.

“This,” you held up the sign even higher, “was especially made by me,” you bounced on the balls of your feet, “to you,” you told him excitedly, jumping to kiss his cheeks, “because you’re special and I’m proud of you.”

He looked at you unbelievingly, “I don’t know which game you were watching,” he said, “but I think you missed the fact that we lost.”

You shook the sign you again, “in case you missed it but Team Canada gave Team USA a hell of a fight,” you shimmied, “and they won by pure luck,” you shrugged, “I might have cried, though, I’ll tell you that.”

He smiled softly at you and that was when you noticed his red-rimmed eyes and flushed face. Seeing Thomas Chabot, your big defenceman boyfriend, crumble in the middle of the ice was like being slapped in the face multiple times. You hated every second of it.

He stroked your cheek with the back of his hand, “I cried a little too.”

“I saw,” you confirmed, “I don’t want to see you cry again,” you smiled, “I hate it.”

He shrugged, “I failed my team,” he confessed, “and that’s the worst feeling in the world.”

You pointed at the trophy he had on his hand and said, “not really.”

“This,” he slightly raised his award, “doesn’t really mean anything.”

“This,” you told him, holding his hand up, “means a lot.” You reminded him, “this means your hours of training and two-a-days were worth it,” you gave him an encouraging smile, “you’re the first defenceman to win this award which means you basically told all the little defenceman-in-training that they could do it too,” you hugged him, crushing the cardboard sign between your bodies, “you inspired a lot of kids out there tonight and I think that’s something you should be proud of.”

Thomas wrapped his arm around you and hoisted you up, giving you a solid kiss, “thank you,” he whispered, pulling back enough to smile at you, “losing with you here is better than losing without you.”

You rested your cheek on his, “rest assured that I was cheering for you up until the last second.”

“Because,” he smirked, “when everyone else leaves, you’d still be here for me, right?”

You nodded once, “right,” you grinned as he set you back on your feet, “I’d be the last person standing, holding this thing up,” you chuckled.

He read the sign that really didn’t say anything except some phrase that rhymed with his name that you came up with the other night. He looked back at you with a certain calmness in his eyes, “je t'aime, mon ange.”

“I love you too, you devil.”