#catch up on some chores with a show in the background

[dizaryswrites]

The absolute paralysis that comes with a day off and the overwhelming amount of ways it could be spent

[prettyoatmeal]

TF141 Taking Care of Sick Reader!

A/N: Guys I'm so sick right now. This cold has hit me like a truck at full speed. I literally slept 13 hrs today?!?!?!?!?!? So lets go guys, sick HC's because I need some comfort.

Masterlist here!

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Price just doesn't care because he rarely ever gets sick. Whenever you catch a cold, he's just unfazed because he knows his body well.

This man will PAMPER you. He'll cook you whatever you're craving, and if you're not hungry, you're getting force fed a few cups of broth just so there's something in you.

He'll run you a bath with the soap you love so much, making sure it's nice and steamy in the way you like it. And while your nose his clearing up from the steam, he's massaging your shoulders and the back of your neck and wherever you ask him to. Because he'll be damned if his love has to spend one more second with their body aching.

Taking medicine with him is a chore for both of you. Him because he has to deal with your stubbornness, and you because liquid medicine tastes awful and theres no getting around it. He's just there holding the spoon with the burgundy coloured syrup and you're turning away every time he gets it close to your mouth.

"Sweetheart, I know it tastes awful but it's only here to make you feel better."

Ends up bribing you with taking you out to your favourite restaurant when you're better, but lets face it, he would've taken you anyway.

"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?"

And once you've finally taken it, disregarded the disgusted look on your face, he's actively kissing you on your cheeks, your forehead, maybe your lips as well despite how much you try to pull away from them. But you give in of course. He's only looking out for you and you love him too much.

Gaz I think would be a bit of a germaphobe at first.

Illness on the battlefield? Sure, he can deal with that, who cares Sickness at home?? Nope, the antiseptic spray is coming out and getting sprayed onto every surface of your flat.

You're not getting out of bed until you're sure you're fine because he'll be damned if he catches it from you. He's making sure every second of the day that you're fed, you're hydrated, you're comfy.

If you ask him very nicely, he'll let you cuddle up to him if you promise to not sneeze on him. But when you're finally in his arms, he sees your flushed face, your bleary eyes, the way you cling onto him so tightly even though you're so weak, fading in and out of sleep and he feels himself falling in love all over again.

"Poor baby. I'll take care of you, don't worry."

It happens every single time, it's hilarious. His mind changes every single time. Even if you sneeze on him, you'll get nothing more than a slight scolding as he holds a tissue up to your nose.

Medicine is different with him. Mixes it with your hot tea knowing just how much you hate taking it. If you question why it tastes so weird, he blames it on the temperature distorting the flavour and your messed up taste buds.

And it works, you never question it again.

After that, he'll turn your favourite show on just as background noise and it isn't long until you're falling asleep on top of him.

Ghost is not letting you lift a finger. If you stand up to go get something to eat or drink before he deems you of proper health, he's sweeping you off your feet and laying you back into bed.

"I can do things by- achoo! -by myself."

"No you can't. Stay put, lovie. I'll get your plate for you."

Doesn't want to make it seem like he's babying you.. but he definitely just is.

Simon is normally really good with letting you have your independence, he never wants to make it feel like you don't have a choice. But in times like these where you need to rest, he is having absolutely none of it and there's nothing you can do other that yourself be dragged back to your room.

This man will also chase you around the flat to make sure you take the medicine because you better get through this, and on his watch, you will be.

"Open up, Princess." while you keep turning your head away. Much like John, he definitely needs to bribe you with the shoes you saw on the way home one day or that new restaurant that opened a week ago. And only then you finally take it, gagging at the chemically taste.

After that, you will constantly be swaddled in warmth no matter what. Whether it be him since he's pretty much a radiator himself, a hot bath, or a million blankets and plushies. He just wants you as comfortable as possible for your weakened state.

For baths, it's almost certain he will join you. He'll let you lean back on him as he massages your shoulders, your arms, your thighs and legs. And you're left so dizzy and hazy because he's soothing your aching body so well.

He probably catches it a week after you, once you're already better and then it's your turn to take care of him :3 and you know just how Simon feels about being pampered and looked after.

Soap would be sick with you but stubborn as ever to let you take care of him.

He's just way too touchy and kissy and feely when you're infected, it's awful. Makes fun of you for having a bad immune system even though his is just as bad, if not worse.

"Shut your gob, Bonnie. I won't catch it. it's just a wee cold."

He catches it and it was more than just a 'wee cold'. You're both so weak, bodies throbbing and aching all over but he's still determined to make you his priority.

Going to the bathroom is a hassle because when you go, he'll go. He can't leave his love alone, not in this state! He'll stand outside the door like a cat does, just waiting.. and waiting.. and oh! You've accidentally opened the door on him because he can barely pay attention to whatever's in front of him.

To make up for it, you help ice his forehead.

He'll cook for you, infecting the kitchen with his boy-germs. But it's great because he can just put a few cups of broth up to a simmer and drink it with you on the couch.

Once it's time to take medicine, you both chicken out because it just tastes so gross. But knowing you have to take it, you made a deal to take it at the same time. You're both disgusted but clink your mugs together and use your tea as chasers.

Cheers!

Will sneeze on you more than once by accident. He's gross but we love him.

He definitely tries (keyword is tries) to stay awake long enough for you to make sure you're peacefully sleeping through your sick, but he definitely gets knocked out the moment he cuddles up against you.

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GRAHHHHH I'm so sick I'm going to bed. Cheers guys, goodnight

[yandere-romanticaa]

It's a crime just how there's no content for this series, especially because the men in this show are just out of this world. Lucky you, I have thing for the Lord of Crime.

Hell is empty and all the devils are here - that is what William liked to tell you from time to time.

Afternoon tea with William James Moriarty and on occasion his brothers as well, was always lighthearted and enjoyable. Their home was always warm and welcoming, their smiles contagious as the sun and the food they would fill your belly with was always out of this world delicious. Playing games with William became one of your favorite hobbies ever since moving to this neighborhood the Moriarty family took an odd liking to you, William in particular. He would tease you until your ears would burn from embarrassment, his red eyes gleaming with mischief as he would sit across you, a knowing little smirk on his face. He was a bit of a bully like that but it was all in harmless fun at the end of the day. William would never take it far, he detested seeing you in a sour mood. Sometimes if he felt like it, even his elder brother Albert would join in on the fun as Louis calmly watched the commotion in the background, his stance seemingly neutral.

Yes, the Moriarty brothers were a charming little bunch. You loved being with them, you loved being with William. You couldn't deny the way in which his mere presence made your heart flutter. He was handsome, so incredibly handsome. And his unmatched wit only make him more lovable, how could you not fall for him? On the surface he really was the perfect man of anyone's dreams. One simple glance from him took your breath away, as if he somehow managed to crush your lungs with some otherworldly ability unknown to you. William James Moriarty really was the perfect man.

Which is why it became harder to ignore some of the things which disturbed you in the dark of the night.

Suspicious men would linger around the estate, like wild beasts out on a prowl. You managed to identify them as the Moriarty house staff and there was a question which would linger in your mind for ages - what in the devil were they up to in the middle of the night?

They could not be this active by their own choice, someone most definitely ordered them to make haste with whatever mysterious task they were up to. The men clearly knew what they were doing as they would always move with precision and determination, their weapons always hidden well despite being safely covered by the inky black darkness.

You lost sleep over this, monitoring them quickly bled into your evening activities. The Moriarty brothers were hardly ever spotted, it was mostly just the staff. At first you figured that you were nothing more than paranoid and was just looking for an excuse to oogle at William, which wasn't necessarily untrue either. To any random person passing by the men were doing house chores and obeying their bosses. They were good and hardworking men, you had no right to judge them for something that they clearly were not at fault for.

Things took a sharp turn once one of the men came back to the Moriarty estate with a few splatters of blood on his fine white shirt. It was carefully concealed in order to avoid suspicion and yet you still saw it.

Someone out there was dead or dying and you knew who was responsible.

There was no turning back now.

And William, ever the charmer, kept luring you in. The more you observed him the more you came to pick up on his ticks and came to the realization that he was not the simple but perfect gentleman who had so carefully crafted his image. He was like a venus flytrap and you the dumb little fly, it was inevitable that he was going to catch you one way or the other.

He found it amusing how you watched over everyone like a hawk. It could not be more obvious but he still silently praised you for your efforts. It was good to remain vigilant, especially in a cruel world like the one you both lived in. Evil and wicked men roamed on the streets freely, who knew just when one was going to snatch you up.

In your eyes, maybe he was one of those men too. Regardless, he was planning on enjoying this silent game of cat and mouse he had set up. And you never failed in taking on the bait, each and every time.

[deadface-abominate]

Dethklok+Charles Catching You Dancing

Suggested by @strangekindaerin

Warnings: Weird song choices

Nathan:

Nathan is hanging out with you in your apartment

He’s eating chips on the couch, waiting for you to finish up some chores so you can watch a movie with him

He can hear a small noise coming from your kitchen. It sounds a little like your voice. He goes to investigate

He’s thinking you might’ve gone insane and started talking to yourself, but he finds that you’re actually just singing quietly to yourself, headphones on and hips swaying as you wash a few dishes

The vision of your ass shaking side to side is pretty hot, but he’s really entranced by your voice

You don’t notice him approaching, the chorus of Lose Yourself To Dance by Daft Punk flowing into your ears and out of your mouth

He taps you on the shoulder, making you jump

“Dammit, Nathan! Don’t sneak up on me like that!”

“That song isn’t brutal,” he tells you, as if you asked

…

“Your voice is nice though…” he mumbles. You smile at him, your anger gone

“Thanks, Nate. Wait for me in the living room, I’ll be done in a minute,” he does as he’s told without a word, but he can’t get the image of you singing and dancing out of his head

When you finally join him, he’s completely lost interest in the idea of watching a movie

“Could you, um, keep singing that song?” He feels a little pathetic asking. The song wasn’t his favorite, but the sound of your voice was irresistible to him

Your eyes go a little wide. “Oh! Sure, but only if you dance with me,” you extend a hand out. He hesitates, but accepts it and stands up from the couch

The two of you sway and swing around your small living room, Nathan allowing you to expose him to this “girl music” just this once. He’ll be sure to put on something nice and heavy for the next song

Pickles

Pickles stumbles back to his room after another wild night of drinking

You had been out with him, but he lost you somewhere along the way. He gave up on looking for you after awhile and decided it was time for bed

He hears some loud pop song playing in his room through the closed door. He cringes at the sound of it

He finds you behind the door, busting it down to Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado and Timbaland. You don’t seem to notice him over the music

He flashes his crooked grin. The song is awful, but seeing you drop that ass down to the floor is an amazing sight

He can’t resist grabbing your shaking ass as you’re dipping to the floor

“Pickles! Babe!” You spin around and give him a big, sloppy kiss on the lips. “Where’d ya disappear to?” 

He chuckles. “You’re the one that ran off. What’s with this terrible music?” 

He knew it wasn’t a song you would listen to sober, so you must be even more hammered than he is

“Dunno, it just kinda felt right,” you do a somersault towards the door, landing in a half split since you can’t quite stretch all the way out. You can’t do tricks like this when your sober mind reminds you that you can hurt yourself

Pickles is so impressed (and turned on) that he’s no longer bothered by the trashy music in the background

“Hey, come over here,” he sits on the side of his bed, patting his lap, clearly requesting a lap dance

You comply, moonwalking over to him and straddling his lap, grinding and thrusting into him

When the song ends, he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you down as he falls back onto the bed

You rest your forehead on his for a minute, staring into each other’s eyes. He kisses you deeply and rolls you onto your back. He was planning to sleep off the booze, but he has a better idea now

Murderface

The boys are supposed to meet you at a strip club this afternoon. The meeting place was, amazingly, your idea

Murderface decided to head to the club a little early. He told the band he wasn’t going to waste time with them that could be spent watching hot sluts. Truth is, he just wants to get some time with you before the others show up and hog you

The sound of 3 by Britney Spears is blasting through the club and can be heard from the outside

To his delight, when he enters, he sees the hottest slut of all twirling around the pole; you

Turns out you got the time wrong and showed up an hour early, but you made friends with the dancers and they brought you on stage for a dance lesson. The club was empty at this hour anyway, so why not have some fun?

“You gotta squeeze your thighs together reeeal tight,” one of the dancers shows you how to hang from the pole without your hands. She climbs halfway up the pole and flexes her thigh muscles into the pole, leaning back

You try the same, but it only takes a few seconds for your muscles to give out. You fall to the stage, bruising your ass

“It’s okay, sweetie. No one gets it the first try,” another dancer helps you to your feet. That’s when you see Murderface, standing in the door looking dumbfounded 

“Will! You’re early! I was just hanging out with the girls. Look what they taught me!” You snake up the pole and lock your ankles at the top, hanging upside down. You stay in place for about ten seconds before you slowly slide to the floor, hitting your head with an “oof”

“That’s fuckin’ awesome! He shouts, running up to the stage. It was only mildly awesome, but the fact that it was you doing it made it 100x more awesome

“Ready to try the next move again?” The first dancer asks

“This one’s for you, Will!” You dramatically point at him and jump up the pole, clenching your thighs with all your force and leaning back. Murderface starts throwing singles at you to help you get into the stripper mindset

It seems to help, because you make it an entire 15 seconds before dropping again

Murderface claps for you. “That was perfect, y/n! Keep practicing and you’ll be a pro stripper in no time,” you weren’t exactly planning on turning this into a regular thing, but he really wants to see you do this more often

“We were gonna give her some lap dance tips next,” a dancer says

“Right! I was gonna practice on an empty chair, but I guess I can use Will as my test dummy instead!” You grin at him and jump off the stage and onto his shoulders

His head goes foggy. There’s no way this is happening. He doesn’t get this lucky. He has to be dreaming. He’s so excited that he doesn’t hear the dancers in the back wondering if you really want to use him for your practice

Just as he’s about to park his ass on a chair, ready to live out his wildest fantasy, the rest of the band walks through the club door

His face drops. Why did these assholes have to walk in now?

“Y/n, what the hells is goings on?” Skwisgaar asks, seeing your legs locked around Murderface’s neck

“I was just practicing my dancing,” you release yourself from his body, going to greet the boys

“We’ll pick this back up later,” you whisper into his ear as you walk past him. His mood picks back up, his heart races, his palms sweat. He can’t wait to get you alone again

He might invest in getting a stripper pole put in his room

Skwisgaar

Skwisgaar is not having a good night

Once again, he got dragged to some shitty venue to deal with one of his band mate’s half baked schemes. He couldn’t even remember what the plan was or who came up with it. He just knew that this band was playing some garbage nu metal cover of Lady Gaga’s Poker Face, of all songs

The crowd was full of losers, the beer was watered down, the air was musty

Simply put, he was too good to be here

The worst part was that even though he had taken you along to keep him sane, he lost you in the crowd at some point. Now he had to wallow in misery alone

He’s about to step out for fresh air, when he finally spots your face again for the first time in almost an hour

You’re in the club’s lame excuse for a mosh pit, headbanging with some random dudes he had never seen before

He can’t believe he’s seeing you enjoying yourself here, dancing to this song. Have you officially lost your mind?

He pushes through the crowd, zeroing in on you to grab your wrist and drag you out

“Skwis, what the fuck—“ you groan as he pulls you out

“You was supposeds to be hangings out with me tonights! Why’d you runs off?” He pauses. “Hows can you be enjoyings this songs?”

“I’m not. It’s fucking awful. I can’t think of a song that needs a nu metal cover less than this one,” you glance at the stage for a second, still baffled by this no name band and their artistic choices. “But I’d rather have some fun than waste a night being miserable. And, you can’t hear the song as well when you’re in the middle of a crowd of loud assholes.”

“Stills, you shouldn’ts have lefts me,” he pouts. You hold back an eye roll. He could be so spoiled sometimes. 

“Alright, sorry. But I knew you were just gonna be hanging out in a corner looking annoyed the whole time, so I tried to make the night enjoyable for myself,” you hold a hand out to him. “Come back to the pit with me, we can still salvage some of this night”

He frowns at your hand. “I don’t wants to,” he lies. He would love to dance with you, but he’s too stubborn to admit that this evening could possibly have any good come of it

“Yes you do,” you see right through him. This time, you’re the one dragging him by the wrist, back into the sea of sweaty drunks

He stays mostly still as you dance explicitly around his body, but as long as he can watch you dirty dance all night, he can enjoy the rest of his shitty evening

Toki

Toki bought some snacks he wanted to share with you, so he headed to your apartment 

The two of you have the kind of relationship where he can show up unannounced, and he has his own key to your place

He knocks out of courtesy, but when you don’t answer, he lets himself in

“Y/n, I broughts snacks!” He calls to you as he enters your living room, but you still don’t answer. He hears music coming from your room

He opens the door to your room to find you dancing joyfully to Die Young by Ke$ha. The sound of your door opening startles you into stopping. You’re about to freak out at the intruder when you realize it’s just Toki

“Jesus, Toki! I thought someone broke in!” You scold him, but go to give him a hug. The comforting feeling of his surprisingly strong arms around you makes your heart rate go back down

“Y/n, this songs ams really bad. Buts you looks so cute whens you dance!” Toki releases you

“I know, I know. It isn’t the kind of thing you listen to, but I’ve been wanting to get better at dancing, and no offense, but Dethklok isn’t exactly danceable music,” Toki smiles at you

“You is learnings to dance?! I wants to learns with you!” This man is way too sweet. You love the idea of learning to dance alongside Toki

The two of you will meet up in your apartment twice a week to practice together. Neither of you are very good, but you both have so much fun that you don’t even care

You eventually sign up for dance classes together. The guys tease both of you over it. You brush off their comments

You even start noticing that there’s more technique to Toki’s headbanging at their concerts

He secretly starts fantasizing about the two of you getting married and blowing everyone away with how flawless your first dance is at your wedding

Charles

You’re in Charles’s room, reorganizing some stuff as you wait for him to be done with work for the day (he’s never really done, but he’s gotta sleep eventually)

He didn’t ask you to rearrange his room, but it was something you started doing to cure boredom

You turn on some music to make the tasks more fun, blasting Pallbearer’s cover of Love You to Death

At first, you just hum along with it, but you soon start swaying your hips and doing the occasional twirl as you move around the room

Charles managed to finish up a little earlier than usual. He rushed straight to his room, knowing you would be there and he could finally relax in your presence

He opens the door and finds you waltzing around. You don’t notice him, so he decides to watch for awhile

His expression lightens up, his shoulders relax, and he puts on a rare smile. No matter how stressful his day is, coming back to see you doing something stupid or weird would always lift the weight from his shoulders

He quietly closed the door behind him, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You jolt a little, but realize almost immediately it’s him

“You’re done early,” you say in a soft voice. You try to turn around to kiss him, but he keeps his grip on your waist

“Shh, keep dancing,” he whispers, leaving a kiss on the side of your neck. He lets you go so you can keep moving while he changes into more comfortable clothes

He just sits on his bed and watches you move your body to the soft song. He almost never gets to hear music this slow and soothing. The music and gentle movements of your body put him in a dreamlike state

You notice his eyelids getting heavy and turn off the music. You go to stand in front of him to rub his shoulders and give him a kiss on the top of his head

You force him to lie down and wiggle in next to him. You sling one arm over his chest and run your fingers through his hair with the other

He’s out much faster than he normally would be. You silently pledge to dance for him more often if it will help him decompress

Keep the requests coming!! I should I add I'll only write for Dethklok and Charles

[lemonlover1110]

Baby Steps

[Chapter 1] One Night Stand

Story Masterlist - Next Chapter →

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x f!Reader

Chapter Warnings: Smut

Usually Saturday nights are for you to stay home and relax. You take the night off from studying or doing any chore. You prefer to stay home, watch the newest thriller movie or a romantic show, order some junk food and stay up till your body can no longer stay awake. But tonight your best friend had other plans.

She swayed you in, starting on Monday with saying stuff like, you stayed in again? Pfft you’re so boring and, only 20 and here you are, acting like a grandma. With subtle phrases like that is how she began her plan, making you feel old for not going out as much. While it is true that you prefer to stay in, you also don’t like to be shamed for it and especially don’t like being made to feel old for it.

Although you stood your ground. But Friday night you caved in when she told you the possibility of attractive people showing up to this hang out. Kaya refuses to call it a party, just saying that just a couple of her friends were showing up and they’d spend the night together. She couldn’t show up without her best friend, could she? And that was that. But this doesn’t look like just a couple of her friends hanging out. 

Her arm is intertwined with yours as you walk into the apartment. There’s some music playing softly in the background, careful not to be too loud and bother the neighbors. Some groups stay aside, sipping on their drinks and speaking with their friends or new acquaintances. There’s not so many people, but definitely a lot. Too many for it to be just a small hang out, and you’re almost one hundred percent sure that Kaya doesn’t know half of these people.

“Daisuke!” Kaya raises her voice to get his attention, and the man turns his head. She waves at him and his cheeks begin to turn pink. He shyly waves back. She lets go of you and walks over to him, while you decide to go to the kitchen to grab yourself a drink.

There’s a couple in the kitchen, at least you think they’re a couple before catching a bit of their conversation. You try not to stare as you grab a drink, but it’s hard not to. The conversation is so interesting to hear, considering you don’t get this kind of free entertainment at home.

“I told you to leave me alone.” The man says. You take in every single one of his features, and you can’t deny that he’s handsome. He’s tall– Very tall. His hair is an unusual white color and he wears it down. You can’t get a look at his eyes since he wears shades, which you find unusual since it’s dark out and you’re inside. 

“Oh, c’mon. Stop pretending like you don’t want me. I’ve seen the way you look at me.” She tells him. Although you don’t understand where she’s coming from since the shades that he wears hide anything. She’s talking confidently, and she has a basis for this confidence because she’s stunning.

“I don’t fucking want you. I’ve made it clear around six times already.” The man is getting irritated. You understand his point of view and his reaction, because you would be the same if you had to repeatedly reject a guy. “I’ve been so nice to you the other times to not hurt your feelings but you can’t seem to get it through your skull. I. Don’t. Want. To. Be. With. You.”

You see her get flushed, and she looks down at the ground in shame, not liking the harsh tone that the man used when talking to her. It’s quite mean, but you understand why he’s talking that way. “Look, Leiko, I’m tired of this. Every single time I come around Daisuke, you keep bugging me. I enjoy spending time with Daisuke but I’ll have to stop coming around if you’re with him because I can’t take it. You’re irritating.”

She composes herself, realizing that he’s just a weak man and he’ll fall eventually. For now he’s just playing hard to get, maybe to just brag to his friends about how he kept rejecting her and she always went back. She smooths out her skirt before turning on her heel. 

“Your loss.” She tells him before beginning to walk away. She tosses her hair back before noticing how you’ve been staring. She scoffs, “What are you looking at?”

Your face goes warm, realizing how you were just blatantly staring as she got rejected. You grab your drink and leave before the man can say anything to you. You walk over to Kaya, who sits on the couch and talks to Daisuke. She lays her head on your shoulder as she continues talking.

You look around, disassociating with the conversation and sounds around you. You sip on your drink and notice the people around you. Your eyes lock on someone and a sigh leaves your lips, one that makes Kaya look at you. “What’s wrong?”

“Guess who’s here.” Your voice is beyond apathetic, and she looks around for a minute. Then she spots him and rolls her eyes, throwing her arm over your shoulder. 

“We can find you a boyfriend for the night if you want.” She suggests and you shake your head. You take a deep breath before chugging down every drop of your drink. You put the empty cup down on the coffee table.

“I’m leaving.” You tell her as you stand up from the couch. She grabs your arm and tries to stop you, but you brush her hand off. You walk out of the apartment, not caring to stop for your best friend who calls your name.

You run down the stairs and exit the building, just wanting to go as far away as possible just in case Kaya has plans of stopping you. You don’t care to look at your surroundings, something very irresponsible and dangerous considering how late it is.

You walk in the street, not noticing how many cars come. There’s a hand that pulls you back in, and in that moment you feel the breeze of the car that almost hit you at full speed. You look up at the man who’s looking down at you. You finally see the blue eyes that the man was hiding.

“Are you an idiot?” Are the words that leave his mouth. He’s still a bit upset about having to reject Leiko for the umpienth time. You don’t say anything, standing so close to him for another minute or so. It feels weird. Although you’re pressed against him, it doesn’t feel as if you’re really touching him.

“Sorry.” You finally say, coming to your senses. He lets go of you and practically tosses you to the side. “I wasn’t really… Thinking.”

“Yeah, I can see that.” He responds. You awkwardly stand for another second or so before turning. This time you actually stop and watch for cars. But you get this sudden impulse and you turn back to him. He stands there, watching so you don’t decide to walk into traffic again.

“I overheard your conversation with Leiko-“

“More like eavesdropped… Look, if you come to her defense, I don’t want to hear it. I’m tired of her and her little friends.” The man tells you, and you feel as if he’s rolling his eyes at you.

“No- On the contrary.” You say, which catches his attention. Nearly everyone around him is bugging him to take her as his girlfriend. It’s like they’re all secretly in love with her and know they can only live their dream through him. “I’m sorry. I know rejecting someone over and over again is hard and I totally understand why you spoke to her the way you did.”

“Thank you.” He responds. He’s glad to hear that because everyone else around him tells him otherwise. “I just feel so pressured by everyone.”

“Yeah… We went to the same high school and she was the prettiest girl there. She’s not used to getting rejected so I guess it’s why she’s acting like this.” You share. “And everyone loves her so it’s why they want you to say yes.”

“I don’t get why, she’s irritating.” He scoffs, which makes you let out a chuckle because you couldn’t agree more. It feels nice to know someone feels the same way as you.

“I totally agree. She’s so mean too but no one takes it seriously.” You tell him. He stands quietly for a minute, and you’re sure he’s staring at you but there’s no way for you to confirm since his shades block everything.

“Do you need to go somewhere?” He asks and you shake your head in response. Your plans are to go back home and that’s it. Your phone is silenced, and you’re sure that Kaya is blowing it up, but you know she isn’t going to leave the apartment and chase after you. “Do- Do you want to take a walk?”

“Uh… Sure.” You agree. He walks towards you and you turn to watch the oncoming traffic. You watch the pedestrian traffic light, and wait for it to turn green. Once it does, he does the unexpected and grabs your hand. He begins to walk, standing between you and the cars that are stopped. 

“Have to make sure you don’t decide to jump on a car or something.” He says, and an awkward chuckle leaves your lips. You get to the other side and continue walking down the sidewalk, with no trajectory.

It hits you for a moment that you’re walking with a complete stranger. No name, no nothing. He could have malicious intent as he walks with you, yet you put your full trust in him. 

“What’s your name?” You ask as he lets go of your hand.

“Satoru Gojo. You?” He responds. You tell him your name.

You walk mindlessly for a couple of minutes. You walk past multitudes of people in silence, and considering how neither of you speak, this all feels so futile. You wonder why he asked to walk together, and why you agreed.

“Do you want something to eat?” You offer and he hums in response. Although you have no idea where you’re at and what place offers good food.

Something catches Satoru’s eye. Not something that you were thinking of when you thought of food. The cupcake food truck is more of a dessert, but regardless he walks over there and you follow. And the list of cupcakes is endless, and it makes your mouth water a little.

“Hmm… What do you want?” He asks while your eyes are just glued to the menu, indecisive with the list that goes on and on. He receives silence from you, and he can’t blame you because he also has no idea what to pick. He’d buy every single item on the menu, but he knows that it’s too much. He’d end up full fast, and he doesn’t want to carry so many cupcakes back home.

“I think… Chocolate caramel.” You finally decide. There’s a bit of a line so Satoru has a bit of time to decide. In less than five minutes, you’re being attended.

“One chocolate caramel cupcake, a carrot cupcake and a red velvet cupcake.” He orders, and hearing the carrot cupcake makes you scrunch up your nose, but you keep your comments to yourself. He pays, and you immediately get them. His hands are very large so he manages to hold both of his cupcakes with one hand.

You walk a bit before finding a park that’s across the street. You both cross the street, this time Satoru doesn’t hold your hand. The park is empty, and you both stand around to eat your treats. You watch Satoru eat the red velvet cupcake first. He notices you staring and he raises his eyebrow, “Do you want to try?”

“I’m good.” You respond, eating your cupcake in peace. He finishes the red velvet one fast. He throws away the paper cup in the trash can that’s practically next to him. He gives it a minute before taking the first bite of his carrot cupcake. “Is that good?”

“Yeah, why?” He questions as he chews. He swallows before speaking again. “Have you never had carrot cake?”

You shake your head. He takes your cupcake from your hands and forces you to take the carrot one. He practically holds yours hostage. “Try it.”

“I’m good. Maybe some other time.” You tell him but he shakes his head.

“I will lick your cupcake and claim it as mine if you don’t take the smallest bite out of that.” He threatens you. “It’s so good. Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.”

“I’ll buy another cupcake.” You tell him, hoping that’s enough to make him give you back your cupcake. But it’s not. He shrugs in response.

“If that’s what you want to do, then go ahead.” He responds. You sigh, not wanting to go back for another cupcake so you take a miniscule bite from the one that’s in your hands. You aren’t the biggest fan of carrots but now you see that they aren’t so bad in cake. 

“I did it.” You say and you exchange cupcakes and go back to eating. “It isn’t so bad.”

“See, I told you.” He replies. That response would normally make you roll your eyes, but you don’t really feel offended or annoyed by the response. You eat in complete and utter silence before walking to the swings of the park and sitting down.

You don’t know each other but you’re following each other’s every step. You sit quietly before he says your name. You look at him and he just says your name again.

“What?” You ask him and he shakes his head.

“I love your name.” He says. He says it once again. You love the way it rolls off his tongue. The way his voice makes it seem like the sweetest treat. While you never really felt anything sort of sentiment towards your name, for once you’re proud it’s yours. “If I ever have a daughter I want to give her that name.”

“Well it’s a pretty name so she’ll at least have a pretty name.” You tell him, and he chuckles. It feels weird. You both just met but you feel as if you can tell him anything. “So why did you leave? Were Leiko’s friends bothering you?”

“No, not yet. Left because I knew it was coming up and I didn’t want to deal with that.” He responds. He takes a deep breath, holding back from rolling his eyes at the thought of the woman he constantly has to reject because she won’t take a no as an answer. “I just needed fresh air. I’ve been annoyed with her and I know she would’ve been all over me if I stayed for much longer.”

“I’m sorry. That really sucks.” You sympathize. “I completely understand. And I bet a lot of them are on her side as well.”

“Daisuke is the only one that isn’t on her side. I don’t even know why I come around them when Daisuke is the only one I’m friends with.” Satoru shares. He isn’t even so close with Daisuke either, they just happened to meet and Satoru needed a friend. Ever since then Satoru goes around the man, but they aren’t particularly close. He clears his throat, tired of being the center of attention. He knows your name and that he saved your life but that’s it. “How about you? Why did you leave?”

“My ex-boyfriend was there and you can say we’re not on the best terms.” You confess, which spikes Satoru’s curiosity. Perhaps it’s cheating. It’s always something like that. 

“What happened?” He asks before realizing how imprudent it is to just ask that when you two haven’t known each other for an hour. “Sorry- That’s really innapro-”

“No, it’s fine. Caught him talking to a couple other girls while he was promising he’d give me the world and all that. I confronted him about it and he said a couple nasty things along the lines that I’m unlovable and that he was so good to me. That I’ll never find another like him.” You share, causing Satoru to chuckle.

“Yeah, hopefully you don’t.” He responds, causing you to chuckle as well. “This is the first time I see you.”

“Yeah… I usually stay in. My best friend convinced me to come with her.” You tell him.

“Who’s your friend?” He questions. He has a person in mind but he won’t say it outloud. He waits for your response, and it’s who he was thinking. “Kaya? She’s really sweet. Are she and Daisuke a thing?”

“They’re both into each other but neither of them will make the first move.” You say. “It bothers me so much because she talks about him in such a sweet and loving voice yet she won’t confess. He won’t do anything about it either.”

“He really likes her, he just doesn’t know how to ask her out.” He tells you. “Maybe we can help them out.”

“How?” You ask, and he shrugs. He doesn’t know how he’d be able to help them out either. “I think it’s best if we leave it up to them. It’ll take a while.”

“Yeah, you’re right…” He responds.

“You can tell him it’s clear that she likes him so that’ll cheer him on.” You suggest. He slightly nods since it’s the best thing that can be thought of at the moment.

“Enough about them. Tell me more about you.” He says.

“Hmm… Well I’m 20 years old. I’m currently a university student majoring in education. And I like chocolate cupcakes. I don’t know what else to tell you at the moment.” You answer. Cupcakes are fresh on your mind, but all your other interests subside in your brain at the moment. “How about you, Satoru?”

“I’m also 20. I don’t go to university, I work… And I don’t have a favorite kind of cupcake because I love them all.” He replies. He finally takes off his shades, and you get somewhat of a good look at him. The street lights illuminate the park, but not bright enough. But he’s handsome, you know.

“Why do you wear shades when it’s so dark out?” You ask. The question has been bugging you.

“It helps with my headaches.” He reveals. “Hopefully it doesn’t make me look like a pervert.”

“You’re lucky you’re handsome because if you weren’t people would call you all sorts of names.” You giggle, and he laughs in response.

“You know, you’re also very pretty.” He tells you once laughter subsides. You don’t understand why your face gets so warm all of a sudden. Or well, you do. He’s very attractive and you weren’t expecting to hear that from him. “Very beautiful. The prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.”

“You’re so sweet, thank you.” You smile at him, slightly tilting your head. It makes his heart skip a beat, and he swears that he’s gone insane because he met you just now. But he’s not alone because you feel the same way.

This isn’t what you planned for your night, but you like this way better. He makes great company. You like being outside on this cool autumn night better than being cramped up in that apartment with people you can barely stand.

“Do you live here?” You ask him and he hums in response.

“I travel a lot though.” He says. “It’s fun though.”

“Yeah I can imagine.” You comment. You get up from the swing and he does the same, ready to follow your every step. It’s like you’re stuck with each other for the night.

“What made you want to major in education?” He asks, hoping that if he keeps the conversation going that you won’t leave. The reason you stood up was because the swing was uncomfortable, but he didn’t seem to notice that.

“I like kids and I think they’re our future so I want to teach them, and hopefully inspire them to be a better person.” You share as you walk over to the bench and take a seat there. He sits down next to you.

“That’s really nice. I wish I could’ve figured out what I liked and decided that’s what I wanted to do.” He tells you and you raise your eyebrow as you look at him.

“What do you do?” You question and he shakes his head. It doesn’t matter. He doesn’t know how a simple shake of his head worries you so much. But you hope it’s nothing more than overreaction. You’re sure it’s just unnecessary thoughts invading your mind because he’s friends with Daisuke who’s a great person. “What? Are you a pornstar or something?”

“No!” He quickly tells you, his cheeks quickly turning pink as he thinks of that. “I just work a boring corporate job.”

You assume he has a high position or something of that sort, considering he said he traveled a lot. But what position if he doesn’t have any further education? Or maybe he’s a genius that happened to go to college before anyone else. That or he has connections. There’s so many possibilities and you don’t dare question anything.

“If I ever win the lottery and I’m so rich then you can quit your corporate job and I’ll help you pursue your dream.” You say, which surprisingly enough causes a weak smile to appear on his lips. 

“Thank you.” He answers. It’s weird to hear from a complete stranger that they’d help you pursue your dream if they had the means. “I’m not even sure what my dream is anyway.”

“Understandable.” You reply. “I hate how you’re expected to just figure out what you want to do for the rest of your life when you’re so young.”

“And I hate how the world just… predetermines what you’re going to be and do in life.” He sighs.

“Really? Do you think that?” You respond, and he nods. 

“Everything is already determined.” He says.

“Then where are you determined to be?” You ask. “Where are you going to be in ten years?”

“Alone. Just alone.” He tells you.

“I think that’s dumb. If our destinies are already decided then I don’t think we would have free will.” You share. “You always have the option to choose. You rejected Leiko because you didn’t want to be with her, not because it was determined.”

“How would you know?” 

“Hmm… I have the option to kiss you right now but I’m choosing not to.”

“That’s how you know you don’t have free will because why are you passing up the opportunity to kiss me?” His voice is laced with cockyness, and for some reason you love it. You playfully roll your eyes at him before grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him in for a kiss.

His lips feel so soft on yours. Softer than you were imagining while staring. His hands land on the back of your head as his tongue invades your mouth. His tongue presses against yours, and while you don’t want to let go, your mind is telling you to stop because this kiss is going to lead to much more.

But you chose to kiss him and you’re going to continue. He’s the one that puts a stop to things. He pulls away, pressing his forehead against yours. “As much as I enjoy that, I won’t be able to control myself if we continue.”

“Let’s continue.” Your voice is low as you speak. Your eyes have been consumed by a look filled with lust. Satoru doesn’t notice it because it’s in his eyes too. “Let’s go to my place.”

“Mine is just around the corner.” He informs you. You both get up. He grabs your hand and begins to lead you to his place. You both walk in a rush knowing what’s waiting for you when you get to his apartment.

This wasn’t what you were planning for the night. But you wouldn’t have it any other way. Him undressing you so desperately when you get to his apartment. Laying on his bed and him kissing down your body when you’re just in your underwear.

“Satoru-” You moan as he sucks on your neck while his hand reaches behind to unclasp your bra.He slides it off and throws it across the room. He kisses down your neck to your chest, wrapping his mouth around your nipple and sucking. You bite down your bottom lip and close your eyes.

He goes to the other and he rolls his tongue around. He doesn’t spend too much time on your tits. He kisses down your torso, until he reaches your lower abdomen. He pulls down your panties with his teeth. He manages to take them off before kissing your inner thighs. 

He’s stopping himself from tasting the sweetest part of the cake. He’s afraid of getting addicted and not being able to let go. He’s always been a fan of candy after all, and he’s afraid of this being his favorite.

You’re eager and can’t wait for him. With every kiss of his hot lips it feels like you melt inside. It feels like something you’ve been needing. And for a moment you think about destiny and how maybe he’s right because laying on his bed feels so right. Nothing has ever felt so right before.

“Satoru, please…” You sound pathetic. But it works. He kisses your clit before he begins to lick between your folds. A pitiful moan leaves your lips once he begins to eat you out. 

He was right. It’s so sweet on his tongue. The best candy he’s ever had. Definitely something addicting, and he hopes that he won’t be dependent on it after only having it once. 

He begins to suck on your clit while two fingers gather your slick. He pushes those fingers in, and a loud moan leaves your lips. His fingers are just so long and thick. You had noticed them earlier but you didn’t think they would feel this good inside you.

“Fuck-” He curves his fingers just right and moves them at the right speed. And his mouth on your clit just feels heavenly. Maybe this wasn’t how you were planning your night to end, but it’s certainly better than anything you were imagining.

He hums as you loudly moan into the air. He’s enjoying this so much. He’s watched this hundreds of times in pornos, and while he knew it was such a great enjoyment for the woman, he never knew how great it could be for him. And he’s thinking he’s enjoying it more than you since he has a sweet tooth but he doesn’t know how badly you’re loving it.

“That’s it-” You tell him, your hand landing on his head, and without meaning to, grabbing a fistful of his hair. His tongue is too busy for him to complain. He barely notices it anyway.

His fingers move just right. The speed still matches his tongue, which you couldn’t be more glad about because it’s perfect. Your mind gets clouded, and soon all thought process leave your body. You can’t think of anything, just how great he’s making you feel with his tongue and his fingers. 

“Satoru!” You moan, and he loves the way it sounds from you. He’s always loved his name but he loves it even more when it comes from your moans. And you don’t stop saying his name. As your first orgasm of the night approaches, you repeat his name over and over again. You say it louder each time until you see why, your legs spasming as you reach your high.

He takes his fingers out and gives a couple more kitten licks to your cunt before detaching himself. He’s on top of you again, kissing your lips. Your tongues press around each other while your hands go under his shirt, feeling his body. You find it unfair how you’re naked while he’s fully clothed. You pull away from the kiss.

“What do you want?” He asks.

“Get naked.” You tell him which causes him to chuckle. He gets off the bed and takes off his shirt. You sit up to look at him and notice the scar across his chest which makes you beyond curious but you don’t question it. You lick your lips as he unbuckles his belt and unbuttons his pants. You wait so eagerly for him to finally push down his pants. And when he does, you’re certainly surprised. 

“So what do you want to do?” He questions and you blink, tilting your head. “Do you want to suck it first or…”

“Fuck me.” You answer. That’s all you can think about at the moment. He laughs. You lay your head back down and you feel him lift up your legs, throwing them over his shoulders. 

He grabs his cock and runs the tip through your folds. He presses the tip against your clit, and when the softest whine leaves your lips, he smirks. He slaps the tip gently on your cunt a couple of times before going lower. 

“Do you want it?” He asks.

“Yes.” You sound eager. Desperate as well. You want it so bad and you’re not in the mood for teasing.

“Really bad?” He continues.

“So so so bad. Please.” You don’t waste your time fighting it. You beg because you want it so bad. And he loves your response. “Please put it in, Satoru.”

He does as you wish and his cock slowly enters your cunt. You have to close your eyes because sure his fingers were thick and long but not like his dick. Satoru is cursing under his breath, loving the way your cunt wraps around him.

“You’re s-so fucking tight.” He says once he bottoms out. He gives it a minute before beginning to move slowly. Before you weren’t moaning as loud as you are now. He’s barely even moving, but it just feels so fucking good.

You’re touch deprived, but you’ve also never had someone as thick and long as Satoru before. And it’s nice to see how much he’s enjoying it, at least from your point of view. He bites his bottom lip as he looks down at how his cock disappears inside of you.

Not only do you feel so good and taste so sweet, but the noises that leave your lips sound like music to his ears. If it were up to him, you’d be locked up with each other each day and night just fucking each other. Sick and twisted thoughts are the only ones that go through his mind, but how could he not? Not only are you beautiful but you feel so fucking good around him. 

His thrusts pick up speed, and your hand moves down to play with your clit while he focuses on regulating his breath. And not finishing so soon. The latter seems so difficult, you’re just so nice and warm around him.

This wasn’t how he planned his night to end, but he doesn’t mind at all. He loves this more than any other possibility. 

“It’s so good-” You moan, your orgasm building up with each and everyone one of his thrusts. You look at him, his head is now thrown back and he bites his bottom lip. The room is poorly illuminated but you know he’s blushing.

You get tighter around him as your orgasm approaches. He goes fast, his release also nearing.

You finish first, loudly moaning as your legs shake. He’s so close as well, thrusts getting sloppy, thinking about finishing in your sweet cunt. He loudly groans before finishing inside you.

You should be worried when you feel his warm cum inside you considering you’re not on birth control. But you’re thinking about him as he lets go of your legs and lays down besides you.

You both catch your breaths for a minute or so. You should come to your senses and leave but your libido is high and all you can think about is getting on top of him and going for a second round. You let him rest for a couple minutes though.

“I wanna go again.” You tell him as you sit down on his torso. He lets out a chuckle, it’s like you’ve read his mind.

“Go ahead, princess.” He responds. You grab his cock and align your entrance with it. Both your cum and his’ serve as lubrication as you lower yourself on his length. 

Once it’s fully in, you move back and forth on his cock. Your eyes nearly roll to the back of your head as his cock repeatedly hits your g-spot. 

Satoru focuses on your beautiful face, taking in every single detail about it. You look so alluring with your messed up makeup. It was barely noticeable but now you have some mascara running down your cheeks. You’re covered in sweat as well, which he is too.

“Your cock’s so good.” You say, now bouncing on his cock. His hands land on your hips and he holds onto you while you move up and down on his length. 

He lets you do most of the work yourself. Except he begins to play with your clit. And that works wonders because you begin to squeeze around him, and he’s nearly in heaven– again. 

He was worried about getting addicted earlier, but that worry is long gone. He already is and it’s his first time trying. What’s the point of fighting it when he can just succumb to the pleasure.

“Shit.” You’re breathless, about to orgasm again. You shut your eyes as you see white for the third time in the night, and when he feels it, he takes over and begins to move his hips. You’re so fucking tight around him, it won’t take him long to finish fast as well. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck-” He curses as he comes inside you again. Once every drop is inside you, he slides his cock out.

You lay down on him, your head on his chest. He wraps his arms around you as you both regulate your breaths.

He’s just a stranger yet you have never felt this safe before. You hear the sound of his breathing, and it’s so calming. You feel tranquil as he holds on to you. 

Maybe you’re just lonely, or maybe there was something in those cupcakes but at the moment you know you’re happy. Safe in his arms. And it’s foolish but you start planning out your future with a complete stranger because he doesn’t feel like a stranger. He feels like a lifelong friend, a lover.

It isn’t his words that determine that, it’s what he radiates. You’ve never felt like this before around anyone. Not even people that you’ve known all your life.

“It feels like I’ve been waiting for this moment all my life.” Satoru speaks up, his hand caressing your back.

“Me too.” You respond. Your finger begins to trace lazy circles on his chest. 

For a moment you think about your conversation from earlier in the night and you think that if it’s true that everything is already determined, then you hope you’re determined to be with him. You doubt you will find anyone that’ll make you feel like this again in so little time.

You lift your head up and peck his lips, your hand going down to wrap itself around his cock. Satoru doesn’t need to be told twice.

-

The rays of the sun enter the room and shine directly on you. You try to block it out at first, taking the pillow and putting it over your head, which works. But you gain consciousness quickly and remember that you always sleep with your curtain closing, blocking any sunshine from entering the room. You take the pillow off and look around the room, which isn’t yours.

The moment you sit up on the bed, you remember the events from the previous night. You look down at your exposed chest and bring the bed sheet up to cover it, before studying the bare room. It’s almost as if no one lives here.

And you think about it, and maybe he doesn’t. It was just a spot he knew and he took you here. You feel like a fool. Your face gets warm of embarrassment just thinking about how easily he tricked you. You thought you two actually made some sort of connection, especially with the way you both fell asleep so easily in each other’s arms. 

However that embarrassed feeling goes away when he walks into the room. He wears a black shirt and some gray sweatpants. 

He takes a look at you, and it’s almost as if he tears his eyes away from you. He awkwardly bites his bottom lip before clearing his throat to speak. “How are you feeling?”

“Just a bit sore.” You respond. He looks at you and tears his eyes away again. You’re glowing and he can’t absorb much of that.

“When are you leaving?” He asks. You feel your heart drop but you try not to show it. Maybe it’s just your overthinking.

“Do you want me to leave?”

“I think it’s best if you do.” He tells you. You inhale and hold your breath, looking down at the bedsheets before you nod. “I’m sorry. What happened last night was a mistake. It should’ve never happened. I don’t know what came over me. Sorry for deceiving you.”

The words from last night were just empty words… But they felt so real. You sigh.

“Please leave so I can put on some clothes.”

-

Time passes normally, and you try to forget about Satoru. While your life isn’t ruined and your heart isn’t broken, but you just keep thinking about him. About destiny. And maybe he was right, maybe he is determined to be alone just like he said. 

Over a month passes and you focus on your studies, on your work, on anything else. You don’t care to search for a relationship. Kaya tries to get you to get out but you refuse, especially after the events of last time.

Kaya knew something was up the morning after your night with Satoru, but you convinced her nothing happened. And ever since she has been insufferable about you getting into a relationship. 

“Have you looked at Ryo? He’s definitely your type.” Kaya says as she chops some onions for the food that she’s making. You ignore her, playing a game on your phone. She babbles about him while you focus on winning until you smell the food that she’s making.

“What the fuck are you making?” You ask her, putting your hand over your mouth. You stand up and run to the bathroom.

“Hey, are you okay?!” Kaya yells, and she runs after you with a glass of water in hand. Once you finish vomiting, you stand up and take the glass of water from her hand and drink most of it. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were pregnant.”

Your eyes widen for a second or so, thinking of the possibility that you are. But there’s no way. It’s just exams stressing you out. There’s absolutely no way.

But she noticed your reaction and now she questions it, “There’s no way you are, right? You haven’t been intimate with anyone.”

“Actually… Over a month ago.”

“You used a condom, right? Any type of birth control?” She asks and you shake your head.

“Just a Plan B the morning after.” You answer and she gasps, putting her hand over her mouth.

“You know that those aren’t that effective. Those only stop ovulation.” She informs you. You begin to freak out, your face getting hot just thinking about this all. She opens one of the sink’s drawers and pulls out a pregnancy test, giving it to you. She walks out of the bathroom, leaving you alone to do this.

You stare at the box, your hand shaking, thinking that the results can possibly affect your future. You sigh and open the box, first reading the instructions before taking the test. Your hands won’t stop shaking. 

You put the test down on the sink’s counter. Three minutes feel like an eternity. For those three minutes you think about all the possible outcomes that can happen with the test coming back negative. Then all the possible outcomes if the test comes out positive.

“What are the results?” You hear Kaya outside the bathroom, and you can’t even bring yourself to pick up the test from the counter to flip it over. Your hands won’t stop shaking, and you feel as if you’re about to collapse at any moment. Your hands hold on to the sink for support, or else you might fall over.

“I- I can’t do it.” You mutter. You have to take a deep breath. Ignoring the test won’t stop reality, but it spares your feelings for a minute. It keeps your world together for a minute. For another minute. Then your world will fall apart. “Fuck.”

You finally grab the test and your hands are shaking. You might drop it at any moment. You flip it over and you shut your eyes because you don’t want to read the result. For another minute. Then you open them and read the results. Ones that you have been dreading. And immediately you put it down and hold on to the sink. You sigh.

“I’m pregnant.” You mutter. “I’m pregnant. Fuck.” 

You fall down on the ground and bury your face into your hands, immediately letting out a sob. You’re still so young, with a bright future ahead of you, and having a baby won’t make it ideal.

“What are the res-” Kaya barges into the bathroom, only to find you on the floor, crying your heart out. That tells her everything she needs to know. She sits down besides you, unsure of what to do. She wraps her arm around you, trying to hug you. “It’s going to be okay.”

She attempts to reassure you but it doesn’t work. At the moment, your world is crumbling into pieces. You’re still so young, and you can’t do this alone. No, this isn’t something you wanted. You don’t want this. A baby when you’re freshly 20 is the last thing you need. And the father of the baby– he’d want nothing to do with this for sure. Satoru Gojo described his night with you as a “mistake” and something that should’ve never happened, so you doubt that he’d want this.

20 year old Satoru Gojo will most definitely tell you to get an abortion. And maybe you’ll do the procedure without telling him anything because what he doesn’t know doesn’t affect him. That’s all you can think about. It’s not like you and Satoru will ever cross paths again.

“When are you going to tell him?” Kaya asks and you can’t help but shake your head. You’re not going to tell him.

“I’m not.” You respond and she furrows her eyebrows. She doesn’t know what to say to that. She wants to give you her undeniable support in each step but she also believes that the father should know.

“Why don’t you want to tell him?” She questions, hoping that your response will put her at ease. She’s scared that you won’t give her a valid reason and she’ll stay quiet, the weight of the secret weighing on her conscience for the rest of her life.

“Kaya, I- I just don’t know what to do.” You sob, and she comforts you. You calm down and tell her, “I know he’s not going to want this.”

“But what do you want?” She asks. You cry into your hands because you don’t know what you want. “Whatever you do, I’ll support you. Even if I have to keep it a secret from everyone else. I’m by your side, always.”

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dances w the aot boys

learning dances w the boys! i had fun thinking of the lil hcs for this so i hope you have fun reading it! also, thank you so much for 500 followers! 🥹 i really appreciate all the love that yall show me through reblogs, comments, likes, and just reading my stuff at all. it really means a lot! <3

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EREN

— doesn’t believe you when you say it’s something you wanna try w him until you’re up during the day watching tutorials and tells him to join

“you’re kidding.”

“cmon~ you never like to do stuff with me!”

— your whining gets to him and the both of you start off with a “simple” choreo

— he realizes he isn’t as in shape as he thinks… at least not for this

“fuck, i’m tired.. can we take a break now?”

“just one more please?”

— yall do one more dance that he might actually like but he doesn’t let you know that until you catch him doing small parts of it while doing chores around the house

“i’m super shy, super shy..”

ARMIN

— secretly he’s been wanting to try some dances with you since discovering some groups he’s really liked but he’s too insecure about his dancing to actually let you know that

— luckily for him, you chose a dance that he already has an idea on how to do, to the point where he’s doing it better than you

— and if you have trouble, he’s helping you

“i give up.”

“nope, get up. let’s try one more time.”

CONNIE

— he’s a really good dancer anyways and goes to the dance studio regularly but he’s beyond excited when you tell him that you wanna learn some choreo w him

— but you make the mistake of letting him chose the song and he chooses something very easy for him, but very difficult for you

— but when it’s time for you to pick, everything is reversed and he’s pouting bc he can’t learn the easy choreo fast enough

“can’t be good at everything, con.”

“whatever…”

— even though you enjoy spending time together, you don’t go with him to the dance studio when he asks bc you know he’s trying to really show you he’s the better dancer after all

REINER

— he’s too shy, even in the comfort of your own home

— when you try to encourage him to try it out at least, he thinks he can do it until he’s knocking down everything bc he can’t control his body as well as you do

— he quickly comes to a realization that dancing is definitely not his thing so he just sticks to watching you dance around and occasionally hyping you up

— but when you’re not around and he’s home alone, he’s trying to practice his skills so he can have enough confidence to show you later (maybe it’s not good but he’s trying just for you)

JEAN

— sometimes he just flat out refuses until you give up on asking and if you don’t give up on asking, he’ll eventually give in

— he does all the dances halfassed so you won’t ask him to do it anymore. it’s not like he doesn’t wanna spend time w you, dancing and that style of music just isn’t his thing

— but he does support your interests and like reiner, will hype you up in the background

— but sometimes when he’s playing the game w his friends and hears the video playing in the other room, he’ll hum along to it without even realizing

[phoenix-manga]

Ella Glaciel

CV: Moroboshi Sumire

Biographical Information

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Birthday: September 6

Starsign: Virgo

Height: 165 cm

Eye Color: Mariner

Hair Color: Sea Pink

Professional Status

Dorm: Glastanzerin

School Year: 2nd Year

Class: 2-C | Student no. 12

Occupation: Student | Dorm Leader

Club: Horse Grooming Club

Best Subject: Basic Etiquette | Needlework and Jewelry

Fun Facts

Favorite Food: Cheese Platter

Least Favorite Food: Fish

Dislikes: Too much chores

Hobby: Sewing

Talents: Quick stitching

Idol Stats

Performance: Soft vocals meant for classical songs

Choreography: Displays cute and dainty poses. Also incorporates ballet into her choreography

Styling Jewel Outfits: Classical | Cute

She is incredibly skilled in sewing and even has a fashion brand under her name at DCA. Her family’s clothing apparel is well known in a number of kingdoms. When working, she gets a fiery look in her eyes and will rush to her workspace and make the clothes with the help of magic and some precision with a needle.

Due to her noble upbringing, she carries herself in a lady-like manner. Always keeping her hand folded when she sits, greets with a bow, uses words that are graceful and sweet, and many other things. Which means she is also knowledgeable regarding trends in social circles.

She isn’t really brave nor is she assertive, if faced with someone aggressive she just runs away. And she’s so quick like a mouse that no one can catch up to her. Yelling will cause her to freeze up, it was a habit that never went away after the abuse she suffered under her first stepmother.

Has a skill for marketing, she focuses on what makes the product good and presents it to the client by flattering their style and recommending a set suited for them without offending the person.

Any other topic other than her interests makes her mind blank though, she keeps quiet until the topic is something she knows.

Whenever she changes clothes, she quickly starts with changing stockings as she still feels insecure with her leg scars. She would rather endure the hot weather in stockings rather than show the scars. It sometimes throbs with subtle pain.

Hometown: Glasswork Kingdom

Family Life

Ella spent her early years in a loving embrace of her birth mother and her father. The two often pampered their daughter with plenty of cute gifts and toys but the most treasured gift Ella kept was a jewelry set of baby blue birds made by her mother before she passed. She often gazes upon it to remember her mother.

When her father remarried to Lucille, her life was spent in abuse. Constantly being tormented by her step siblings and getting punished for every little mistake by her step mother. The servants feared Lucille as she would threaten their jobs and flaunting how she has connections that will cause trouble to their families. Until a servant had enough and told the Gaspard of what has been happening while he was away.

Gaspard was ashamed of himself for letting such a terrible woman in to his household to threaten his servants and his precious daughter. He filed for a lawsuit and this was the first time that he wasn’t timid or gentle. His eyes were cold as he stared down the Luciferia family, this was the first time he’s ever felt such anger.

He became protective of Ella and often had background checks on new people he hired and closed himself from any women who he assumed was just aiming for his wealth and title.

Ella slowly recovered but there were still traces of trauma, but she tries her best to be better so she wouldn’t worry her father. She was glad he met another woman who was genuinely caring but she still struggles to open up, yet she hopes to overcome the past to finally be a happy family again.

Childhood Memories

Ella’s memories of her mother are quite few, considering that she was very young when she passed but she wants to keep those memories alive by talking to the servants who worked for her mother, asking her father as well as looking through the photo albums. She feared that forgetting her mother’s memories would be like throwing away a cherished family member.

There was one memory that she always liked to hear about, it was when she was but a toddler in her two’s that she shocked both parents when she dragged some silk onto an unfinished dress and the parents realizing that the color Ella picked looked better. Gaspard always questions how genetically gifted Ella’s talent was for fashion.

During the time where she suffered under the Luciferia family, the fear and trauma was ingrained into her and she would flinch or freeze up if anyone held a stick or something close to that near her. Her father had trusted family doctors, who are sworn to keep the leg scars between them, to look after and help Ella mentally recover.

It took almost a year and a half but Ella was able to act normally again with the help of doctors, though loud yelling and arguments still unnerve her. She can handle herself a bit better.

Ella is a 2nd year Glastanzerin student and is the current dorm leader.

She always admired the story of the Maiden of the Glass Shoe, being sorted into her dream dorm made her so happy. Ella is known in the dorm for her family name as well as skills, she has such a fast and nimble way of sewing using minimal amounts of magic. Not anyone can just replicate her dresses.

She has a lot of commissions in school and every single order has been made with plenty of care and caters to the customer’s taste always.

More often than not, Ella likes to discuss with the dorm students about the latest trends that the girls would keep their ears open whenever Ella gives fashion advice.

There were times that Ella would spend her downtime feeding her mice and other wild animals to unwind. Sometimes even having a tea party consisting of mainly animals, it wasn’t odd to anyone who studies in DCA but to outsiders it may be weird.

The dorm students are quite protective of Ella and will not tolerate any disrespect, Ella has no idea how scary her dorm students get when there is an unpleasant person confronting her.

Ella has quite high grades due to the tutors her father hired. Though her worst subject is PE due to her lack of physical training as well as the fact due to the scars on her legs, she finds it difficult to keep up. She dislikes feeling sweaty after doing exercises, if it was yoga then she’d have no problem however.

School Relationships

Ella gets along with mostly everyone due to her sweet nature and the tendency to provide news on the latest trends. As a noble, she is also decent in academics, her best grades are on dance, music and sewing. PE is her worst subject as she always gets sore after just one class, she also feels uncomfortable when she reeks of sweat from the sun.

Evonie is a big sister figure to her with how she often helps her when she gets anxious or when a confrontation takes place but she was too scared to talk back. She admits that she envies Evonie a little bit with how strong she was along with other girls who aren’t dainty. She wonders if she can be strong like them if she could just get over her fears.

She admires Briar as she has never been face-to-face with a real princess before. Her regal air and beautiful visage prompts her to create inspiring outfits to one day be worn by royalty. Though she can’t help but notice the sorrow in Briar’s eyes which maybe another factor as to why she feels a familiarity with her.

Cerule and Ella’s first meeting has her nearly fainting from excitement at the idea of meeting an actual mermaid. She’s read about them in storybooks but to see one in real life was way better. Cerule thinks Ella is pretty cute like a sea angel. Ella gets a lot of colored pearls and sea glass from Cerule after a dive for treasure.

Perrine won her over when Ella got a whiff of the smell of spices that was cooking in the campus cafeteria. Perrine and Allison’s desserts that are decorated to their tastes would always be a source of new ideas for Ella. She often takes pictures of their food before eating, she eats in small bites to savor the taste.

Bumpkin and Ella get along so well as fans of fashion, though Bumpkin is so adamant about ungodly amounts of glitter. Bumpkin’s form is from Ella’s doll she used to play with in her childhood. It always brought comfort to her during sad days.

Bumpkin acts as a fairy godmother to Ella, always helping her out in her time of need and would fiercely protect her if anyone dares to make her cry.

Mozza

The swiftest mouse who acts as the leader of the group. He does all the talking and negotiating in mouse matters, he is the one who reports to Ella about the latest information and gossip.

Gouda

The food crazy mouse who is the chunkiest of them all. He tends to just lay in one place nibbling on cheese. Often times Ella puts him in her pocket as he snoozes about. He is also quite cowardly, anything that resembles a cat and he freaks out and runs with speed that rivals Mozza’s.

Brie

The pretty mouse who hoards anything shiny like a corvid would. She is the one who assists Ella when she’s sewing the most. A mouse with an eye for detail. She likes riding in Ella’s pockets because dirt makes her fussy.

Parmes

The genius mouse who may seem plain but inside the mouse holes, but he has made layouts for the fastest routes to any place in the building. The inventions are made from lost things such as pins and buttons that are no longer needed among other things.

Pecorin

The youngest mouse of the group, she’s so small that other mice carry her around in a thimble basket made by Parmes. Ella is worried that the poor thing might get squished so she made a fluffy hand bag to carry all five mice in. Pecorin is often found in a dollhouse just enjoying herself.

Dusty

Ella’s horse who is a Rocky Mountain breed. He is friendly and happy-go-lucky, sometimes distracted by shiny things if he sees one in the corner of his eye. He is skilled in doing tricks as well as carrying heavy loads.

Her unique magic is called, “Glacify” this allows her to make anything she wants shimmer like polished glass. No matter what object it is, she can make it shiny. This doesn’t work on living things, though it works on plants oddly.

This magic effect can last until 12 o’ clock, it doesn’t matter if it was AM or PM, and it always disappears when the clock strikes 12.

Ella often uses this to make her fashion presentation pretty but she mostly uses it on the accessories or the lighting mostly. Using it on the dress would be considered cheating in her eyes. Though the process of making the dress uses magic to be quick and efficient.

Gaspard Antoine Glaciel

A soft-hearted, humble man who has a hobby for aromatherapy and indoor gardening. He makes exquisite shoes that the locals sought after. His business was only known in the Glasswork Kingdom until he was finally taking the gamble to set up a shop outside of his home country. He doesn’t take business risks unless he’s convinced that there will be no losses.

He was devastated after his wife passed away, he married Lucille only because of a mutual benefit, and affection wasn’t involved. He thought that she would benefit Ella since she worked as an educator.

He ended up filing a case against her when he found out she was abusing Ella under the guise of “tutoring”. He became more attentive to his daughter after the divorce, but his heart became closed off to any potential bachelorettes for a long time until he met Claudette.

Emellette Glaciel

Ella’s birthmother, an adventurous woman who likes to hunt and go horseback riding. She proposed to Gaspard first, she was always such a bold woman. But Gaspard always loved that about her.

She was known for her beautifully crafted jewelry sets. She and her husband started the business selling their crafts and designs to the people in the kingdom.

She passed away due to an illness when Ella turned 7. Leaving a crafted jewelry set that are based on blue birds for Ella to wear when she turns 18 one day. Ella cherishes this jewelry set the most and makes sure to hide it from Lucille in a secret compartment.

Lucille Luciferia

Ella’s first stepmother who is vain and sought to climb the social ladder by any means necessary. She worked as an educator but was known to be very strict and harsh to students, this includes Ella. Every time Ella did a little thing wrong, she would get hit on the back of her legs with a riding crop. This resulted in Ella getting scars on her legs with how hard she was struck.

She has no shame in wearing jewelry that was owned by Gaspard’s first wife, flaunting it, and being boastful to people whenever they go to gatherings. Pretending to be nice whenever Gaspard was in the house and when he leaves, she drops her façade and torments the servants in the household.

Lucille plays ignorant to her sons’ bullying of Ella, and even tells her that her father won’t believe her if she tries to tattle on them. She ended up being socially disgraced and had to live in her relative’s house along with her sons because she was also fired from the school she works at.

Edwin Luciferia (18)

An egotistic young man who constantly picks on Ella by playing mean pranks as well as destroying her toys and things. He is also narcissistic, he views himself as the best but has an ego as fragile as glass. When someone is better than him or tries to call him out on his bluff, he will retaliate by berating them or even resorting to violence.

He abuses his status as a noble to get what he wants, he is not above spreading false rumors about people who dares to defy him. As such, his classmates avoid him.

He used to have a group of students at his beck and call, they stuck around mostly because of his status and the wealth of his stepfather. But now that his mother was fired, he was left behind by his so-called “loyal followers”. He’s become more aggressive but those who he picked on now gossip about him. To the point where they do it in earshot.

Roman Luciferia (18)

The quiet young man who has a calculating gaze and sharp tongue. His bullying tactics are harsh words he hurls towards Ella. Although the true reason he picks on her was because Edwin doesn’t make him his target now, so his situation is mainly a target directing the negativity onto someone weaker.

However, it doesn’t mean that he isn’t at fault. At school, he was always harsh to those who are below him concerning academics. He thinks of himself as a genius unlike his bonehead brother. But after the divorce of his mother and stepfather, he is struggling to keep up academics now that Edwin is back to targeting him.

Claudette Darlington

Ella’s second stepmother who got married to Gaspard after they fell for each other after being business partners for a while. She works in the tea business, selling an assortment of tea leaves and tea sets. She is a professional in her career but she is also a patient mother. She doesn’t force Ella to trust her since she can tell that the trauma still affects her. She gives Ella her space and time to adjust until she can finally open up to her.

Gaspard at first was professional towards Claudette, slowly she starts to notice how stressed he was an offered some tea to help him. She respected their professional relationship and has heard of the incident that took place years before.

The first time she met Ella was when he had her over to discuss business, she was cautious and took note on her movements so as not to startle the poor child. Ella warmed up to Claudette when she asked about her mother.

She didn’t expect Gaspard to propose to her but at first she told him to talk this out with Ella because her opinion should also be considered.

The character's name, "Ella" is obviously based on Cinderella, with the live action movie revealing that "Ella" is her real name but she was called, "Cinderella" as a form of insult.

Ella's backstory was made with new ideas that came to mind, to give more personality to her.

[redrydersrequiem]

Reunited chapter 2

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Miles pov

Light blind my foggy eyes everything coming slowly into view when something big and blue takes up the most of my view

“Colonel, can you hear me?”. A blue savage is starring down at me and my first reaction is to punch the hell out of them.

Everything is jumbled as i dont know where i am or whats going on just that i have a hostile near me and i need to get the hell up out of here. More hostile show up all i can do is take swings at them as they try to grab me and hold me down. The first one from before is now infront of me again. While the others all hold me back.

“Hold him! Calm down colonel! Come on its me corporal wainfleet!

I finaly take a breath and focus on the face in front of me. Wait did that thing said he was corporal wainfleet. What. Squinting at the Navi in front i see it actually does look like Lyle but blue

“Lyle? Is it you?”

“Yes and Z-dog and Fig.” Lyle says gesturing to the two navis respectfully holding me.

I take a moment and collect myself

“Just let me go. I'm completely calm.” I can see they all slightly hesitate but do so anyway, still keeping their hand up just in case I start swinging again. But i don't care about them right now i'm looking down and finally notice my own two fists are no longer the tan skin I'm used to, instead they are blue. No it can’t be. I push Wainfleet aside and go toward the giant glass window in front of me. One of those savages stares back at me from the mirror. Hands moving the same as mine eyes blinking the same everything.

“Well ain’t this a bitch.” I say now realizing what has become of me.

After being checked out by the scientist I'm reunited with wainfleet and ordered to watch some video from my past or some shit like that.

“Attention two minutes until we hit the surface.”

I just ignore the soldier barking orders at me floating around trying to watch the video I've been told I have to. Once it starts my previous self shows up on the screen. All tan skin and gray hair. Tough guy military stance through and through

“ In case you were in doubt you are Colonel MIles Quaritch, just younger, taller, bluer and less pretty.”

I just huff at my former selfs gusto.

“In six hours I will attack the Navi fortress. It was thought advisable that I make this backup. Parker what the hell else do i need to say to this.”

“Just remind him how it works anything else you need him to know yada yada”

“ Freaking useless” I hear the former human say under his breath.

“Your memories and your personality are going to be sent back to earth where you are being cultivated just like the other lucky sobs of our team. You are a recombinant soul with my memories and my charm. You wont be able to remember my death because it won't happen.”

A chuckle occurs from over the humans shoulder, a female chuckle

“Miles are you guys just now doing your daily video logs cause if you are i'm gonna have to write you up.”

A woman appears behind miles, everyone else in the background looking sheepish until she fully enters the frame. She is gorgeous. Her smile breathtaking, making my heart pulse loudly a low pur coming from my blue chest.

“Hello there darlin. How’s the baby.?”

Baby? What baby? Is all i can think, attention directly on the video playing as my tail flags anxiously behind me. Stupid thing.

“Jr is fine he’s at his check up asleep waiting for the nurses to finish all the scans i thought i would check in on yall, what are you all doing all secretly up in here hmm”

“Nothing darlin, Parker just making us all catch up on our chores right guys. I hear yes and aye aye from the background”

“Well if you guys would just do what you're supposed to you wouldn’t get in trouble.”

“Your right darlin. Why are you in here though aren’t you tired.”

“I am but just because I had a baby doesn’t mean I can’t help out. The lab people are running around and I'm just making sure everyone is where they are supposed to be.”

“Well why don't you go back to our room and sleep darlin i'll make sure your job is all done ok and i'll pick up jr.”

“Miles, if I didn’t know any better I would say you're trying to get rid of me. Not at all mamas, I just want you and the little one to be all rested.

“Sure. Fine ill let you get back to your little video.”

The woman moves off my predecessor's lap but not before bending down to cup his face, planting a quick kiss on his lips. I notice a ring around her finger. So she wasn’t just a baby momma she actually meant something to him, to me. As she slips away the original faces back at the camera and measures it with a tight look

“That right there is something very important. She means the world remember that soldier with out her you ain’t got nothin. Now she doesn’t know whats about to go down. Or maybe she does i dont know, shes quicker than she looks. But remember she is to be protected. Whatever happens you as a clone have two objectives, the most important: take care of that beautiful thing you just saw. And secondly get revenge on the man who almost took her away Jake Sully. Remember that a marine can never be defeated. You can kill us but well just regroup in hell. Semper fi.”

“Ohrah” I hear Lyle say floating in front of me.

“Lyle, who was that?”

“Who was who, Colonel, the girl?

“Yeah”

“Oh that was y/n”.

“y/n” memories start flooding my mind I can hear her voice. Smell her scent. Feel her hands caress my face.

“She was important to me huh?”

“Yeah she was your fiancé. She was part of our team remember

“Yeah i think but i don't remember everything”

“It’s cool colonel give it a bit they said we'll get all our memories back in time”

“Wait you said she was part of our team right.”

“Yeah colonel she was a great field medic but also a great soldier”

“What happened to her?”

“I, I, actually don't know, I don't remember!, hey geeks were missing someone.” Lyle yells over to the scientist but before they can answer we hear the landing protocol go into effect. I guess we'll deal with this when we get to the ground.

After we get to the ground i half pay attention to what ever they yell at us. More focused on seeing my team and finding out what happened to y/n. I drop the subject for the Moment as i go over to the rest of my team to start our briefing

“Well lady’s we are definitely not in Kansas anymore. We’re on our way to pandora. I know you're all asking yourselves the same question: why so blue?”

Chuckles go around as the twelve sets of eyes focus on me.

“The sins of the past have made us reborn in the form of our enemies. We have their size, their strength and their speed, added to our training its a powerful cocktail”.

“We got a mission?”. Lopez asks from his set in the back

“We do. Our mission is to find and kill the leader of the Navi rebel army. They call him Toruk makto. We called him Jake sully.”

“But before we get to hunting I know you’ve all noticed we're missing a body here”.

“Yeah where is y/l/n.”

“I dont know yet zdarnski but trust me i'm going to find out so till then you all go about your business while i figure out mine.”

Lyle is at my six as we stalk through the base looking for the head a General Ardmore.

“Colonel there they are”, Lyle points over to a middle aged woman head bitch energy radiating from her. Emphasis on the bitch

“General Ardmore” i say standing at the ready in front of the small woman

“Nice to meet you, Colonel. I hear good things. But a lot has changed since you were last here. Come”

“She gestures walking through the bridehead”

“The new command center here has just been commissioned. The crowd fitters can erect a building in six days. We’ve done more here in one year than in the previous 30 years. No longer is our mission her to mine. It’s to tame. We are here to make pandora the new home of humanity. But before we can do that we have to pacify the savages, Sullys whims have become bolder and more frequent. His attacks are well executed. Good coordination between the troops. We only know that they are probably hiding out between the hallelujah mountains and we are still unable to flush them out. That is where your team will come in.”

“That’s all and well but I do have a pressing matter to deal with first.

“And what is that colonel?

“I seem to be missing an important member of my team.

“Ahh yes come with me”

She leads Lyle and i around to a lab looking sector. The ceilings were thankfully high enough we didn't have to crouch. It was just getting through doors that sucked. Taking sips of the co in my mask we come to a giant window, probably looking into a lab. The general presses a few buttons and the once dark glass now becomes clear. A Navi women who looked very much like y/n

“No.”

“Sorry general i know you had relations with this women when you where human is that correct”

“To my knowledge yes but none of the files said she had died.”

“Yes, well with what we found we were able to determine she died of blood loss during the battle of hometree. She and another soldier were both gunned down by the natives.”

My hands just clenched into fists as I continued to stare at the young women behind the glass.

“Since she was part of your unit and a capable soldier she was also made part of project phoenix. Although due to her health problems her backup was from a much earlier date then the rest of you. Like you all she went back to her twenty year old self with her memories being uploaded from the video logs she did before the battle. Like you all as well she doesn’t remember or know of her death. Unlike you though We had to take more liberties with some of her memories since she was very personable with the traitors during you time which is why i have a hard job for you colonel”

“And what would that be”

“I want you and your unit to keep a very close eye on Corporal y/l/n here to make sure she stays on mission. Got it”

“Understood general.”

“Good she should be woken up soon and the scientist think it would help for you to be there. They’ll contact you when they are ready till then im sure you both have other people to notify.

Your pov

Everything hurts. My body feels like I’ve never moved but over worked every muscle at the same time. My ears are ringing and my eyes sting. What is going on? Did I get sick overnight or something? Damn. I hear clapping and a few snaps next to my ears startling me, probably one of the others messing with me but I can’t bring myself to swat at the sound.

“Corporal can you hear us”

“Huh”

“Corporal i need you to open your eyes if you can

Wait am I in medical right now what happened?

“I slowly open my eyes, a bright light flowing into them

“Responses look good. Ok corporal y/l/n can you look at us please”

I finally turn my head and see a nurse. A tiny nurse. What the hell?I try to swing up quick but everyone goes on to try and calm me down, everyone is tiny looking and starting to freak me out. But suddenly blue flashes in my peripheral

“Darlin, I need you to calm down.”

Wait, that voice that's Miles, miles will help me. I quickly turn to look at the voice of the man I love when a male navi stares back at me. My jerk reaction is to push him away. Some unknown man staring at me while I feel like I've been drugged yeah that's a no go situation but the male grabs on hard to my arms. It’s not until I go to push again that I notice my arms aren't my arms

“Darlin, I need you to calm down and take a breath real quick, ok.”

I'm just frozen in shock

“ Quartich?”

“Yeah l/n it’s me”

I then turn and see the other avatar that tried to grab me looked familiar as well

“Wainfleet?”

“Hey sweet cheeks.”

Miles just growls out at Lyle and that when I know for sure it’s my miles that’s standing in front of me. The boys get me to calm down as the doctors now look me over. I myself am too busy staring in the Mirror at my new body to pay attention to anything they say. Wainfleet had taken up a spot along the wall in my view to give me some reassurance. While miles had gone off to speak with someone I just continued to stare. It was me that looked in the mirror but it wasn’t me that looked back.

After getting my bill of health, some fresh clothes and a run down on the co2 mask and where i have to use them. Miles and Lyle escort me to our new quarters. Entering everything is gigantic. It would probably be comical if any normal humans saw it.

“L/N” I hear called out loudly as a body comes crashing with mine.

It’s Z-dog with lopez and mansks not far behind her behind all the others also standing to come greet me

“Wow zdinarsk it you i'm so glad to see you again.”

I grab and hug z much to her jargon.(she’s not really a hugger) Lopez and Mansks also come over and pull me into a quick hug, everyone else nodding at me with a smile on their face.

“Look At you all. It’s kinda weird everyone being blue.”

“Don’t you know it” Hear ja call out from the back of the group

Everyone just laughing as miles and Lyle rejoin everyone now that i've been reintegrated

“Well would you look at that, the whole squad together again.” Lyle says tucking me and z in each arm squeezing us into his side. We both just exchange a glance before brushing him off onto the floor, everyone else laughing.

“That's enough ladies. I hear miles shout into the room”

“You all know you rooms we'll meet back here tomorrow morning o700 hours”

Roger colonel. Everyone just salutes and goes back to goofing around or going to their designated quarters. I kind of just stand there like a deer in headlights watching it all. Taking in everyone’s new faces and body’s. My family is back together again and right now that's all I can find it in me to care about.

The next couple of days are very tiring. Training to get back into shape and familiar with our new body’s strength and size. Miles is a constant by my side, us practically going right back to where we left off. But it feels like i'm forgetting something, something important, it's on the tip of my tongue but it wont come out.

I see Miles get particularly more on guard whenever the general comes around to visit, always throwing quick glances at me. I have to admit the woman rubs me the wrong way but I'm grateful to her and the rda for bringing me and my family back together again. But thats where my loyalties end. The others all go back into their roles in the group, no one really focusing on the past or what happened to them more inclined to stay in the present and think of the future. We’re finally given the go ahead to search the area, while i don't agree with trying to capture anyone i have no choice but to follow our orders to find a person called toruk makto.

We get into the Forrest everything is beautiful. I always thought pandora was beautiful but being able to experience it with out a mask is crazy. Walking under gigantic leafs i just take my hand up and spin under it filling its soft texture. Lyle laughs at my childishness but I can’t tell he thinks its cool out here judging by the look on his face when a bunch of helicopter lizards Kenten if i remember correctly start flying around us.

Miles stops and gives the order to fan out in the clearing. I see its an old shack. But why is it out here and why is it so familiar?.Before i can think more miles tells me to survey the surrounding area.While he and two others go survey the field I do as he says not wanting to question things in a possibly hostaile invironment

Miles pov

We make it the last known location of Jake sully. Not wanting to compromise y/n i have her survey the surrounding area as myself Lyle and zdog approach the old shack. Z and Lopez scope the shack as Lyle and i survey the ruins of an old amp suit.

Scrapping the moss off the side i see it was my old amp suit. There’s no body inside just the remnants of broken glass and a old arrow sticking through the seat.

“Lyle see what you can pull of this thing.”

I stand up taking a breath my eyes finding y/n looking at some plant growing on a tree. A smile wide on her face. It calms me to watch her be at peace.

“Here you go sir.” Lyle hands me a screen to watch the amp final moments

On the screen i see jake in his avatar form all dressed up for war.

But then i see y/n. Human y/n stumbling into the clearing and standing between us.

What the fuck are you doing there darlin. I say to my self my eyes still glued to the screen.

She’s trying to talk us both down. And i can tell by my former selfs body posture falling that whatever shes saying is working. That is until i hear her scream at something behind me. The angle turning quickly to be meet with the female savage jake had found. And a very familiar arrow coming straight toward me

The screen changes once more to y/n above me tears in her eyes and thats where it all stops

That bastard killed me. But wait y/n was there I thought the general said she was with another soldier when she was gunned down. I have so many questions im unable to process as a crunching noise comes from the brush off in the distance

Your pov

The old battle ground makes me unsteady like an impending dread that fills my heart

Miles and the others have all made sure I’m not really part of whatever they are doing I’m just perimeter surveillance I know miles is having the same issues I am but he’s pushing through

I see something white float through the sky. It's an Atokirina, it's beautiful almost like the seeds of a dandelion, It floats peacefully towards me. I hold out my palms as it grows closer and closer gently landing in my outstretched hands. Just as the seed setteles in my hand i hear yelling form the group behind me. I run back to the group gun ready to some face to face with Navi children being manhandled by the others

Hey wait they’re just kids. I try to get out but the others ignore me. I try again but the words stop when i see a human boy as well. Covered in blue strips with a mask on his face.

Miles pov

Three Navi children and a human are all captured in a second. I look over them all seeing they look somewhat like us. The young male has eyebrows and a very familiar looking face. Lyle points out that he thinks we have half breeds on our hands holding up the older girls hand to show five fingers. Now that got my attention

“Show me you hands kid” The kid just flips me off. Now i know there’s no doubt why the kid looks familiar. He looks like his father

“Your his”

I can hear y/n calling out to us to calm down and that they where just kids but I force myself to ignore her. It’s not till I go towards the youngest one that I see the human that was with them closely.

His hair is matted into dreads and he has blue stripes painted on him

He also looks familiar

“What’s your name kid?”

“Spider, spider l/n

“Miles?”

No one calls me that.”

Before I can say anything else I hear a sharp gasp from behind me. Y/n pushing through us to go towards the boy.

Your pov

“Wait your name is miles.” I say staring at the young boy. The longer I look the more the pain in my head and heart grow, I can feel myself starting to hyperventilate. The longer I stare into the child’s blue eyes. Eyes that reminded me oh so much of the man I love.

“But that's impossible the rda wouldn’t have left you here. They were supposed to take care of you” I can’t even make a complete thought as my hands gently try to reach out to the boy ghosting over his arms and face

The tears are blurring as the child just stares at me in shock

“Mom?”

“My baby” is all I can choke out before the ringing in my head turns up to a thousand

Spiders pov

The female is looking at me with tears in her eyes as she crouches down to be height level with me. It’s starting to freak me out but I can’t look away from her. Like there’s a string pulling my to go to her and giver her a hug but that’s stupid she obviously just another soldier just like quartich. But…..Wait it can’t be. The more I look at her the more familiar she becomes. She looks just like the photo I have. The slope of her nose and cheeks. The shape of her face and as she smiles at me is when it hits me

“Mom?”

Miles pov

I can tell she’s shocked seeing the kid. I know I should pull her back before something bad happens but my body won’t move my mind not wanting to take this from her. It’s not until she yells out that I finally move

“Y/n.” I just charge over to her grabbing and pulling her away from everything back into the opening field.

“Y/n,Y/n look at me what’s wrong “

“My head miles I.”

“Shh it’s ok just breath lyle come here”

Lyle bounds over and takes my silent command to look after y/n while I go and speak with spider

The sully kids pov

Why is that lady on the ground and what’s going on?, are all the kids can think as they continue to struggle against the people holding them. It’s not until they hear the words “my baby come”from her is that they realize the avatar in front of them was none other than the y/n l/n spider's mother. Come back from the grave just like quartich. It is impossible, wait till dad sees this. A broken yell breaks them out of their silent conversation as they see y/n no longer in front of spider but now on the ground clutching her head, Quartich and the bald one next to her. All of the others look at them and her with worry evident on their faces. She obviously means something to all of them

Miles pov

Taking in the surroundings I go and radio to the bridge head our location and how I need a pickup when getting a confirmation i walk back over to the sully boy.

“Ok kids here’s what’s going to happen you All are going to deliver a little message to you dad for me.” I slap a com link in the boys hand and stare him down

“Your daddy needs to give himself up while I’m still being nice. And if he doesn’t there’s going to be an all out manhunt for him and your family got it.

The kid just hisses at me.

“And to make sure you all deliver my message spider here is coming with us”

“What no let us go the older female screams”

All of the kids are struggling to protect their friend. I have to admit I was glad he had such loyal friends.Shaking my head a squashing those feelings down

“Let the kids go”

“What but sir “

“Just do it we need to leave”

The others toss the kids away from them guns raising to make sure none of the little shits attacked us while our backs were turned

Taking spider in hand I shove him towards Lyle. Exchanging the struggling teen for the hurt women. Holding y/n close as the chopper starts to come into view. The rain has started casting the clearing into darkness. My team continues to watch my back protecting me and y/n from the sully kids and the danger that may lurk behind them. It’s not till I hear a clear yipping sound call through the air and see the children all react to it. That I know he’s out there. Him and that she demon he married. The sound comes again and the children book it out of the clearing back into the safety of the trees. Ordering the team to load up and placing y/n in Mansks arms I decide to turn back surveying the trees. That’s when a shadow in one of the large trees catches my attention. It moves slightly as another one comes into view just below it.

“Jake!!!” I yell out. “I know you're out there sully. I hope with this I’ve gotten your attention. Tell you boy there to relay my message. I’ll be seeing you again real soon.” I hop into the chopper and we quickly make our ascent back towards the bridgehead.

Back at the bridgehead spider is taken to a holding room per the general's orders now while I don't agree I had more pressing matters on my hand.

Y/n looked exhausted, her eyes sunken and ears and tail twitching everywhere.

“Darlin how you feel?”.

“My head is killing me.”

“The science pukes said it would pass. Everything will be ok

“No, everything will not be miles. I'm so confused about what is going on. Why are we after Jake? I thought Jake was our friend

“Well that’s a long story. Here what's the last thing you remember.

“From when I was human.?”

I just nod tail flicking behind him worriedly

“I remember you proposing and I remember being assigned to help Jake and the science group, I remember having our son and being so happy. but after that nothing…. Now you tell me what am I missing.

“A lot happened darlin. While Jake was on our side he and the others decided to turn their backs on humanity. They…

“What do you mean turn their back on humanity Miles, you i both know the rda didn’t and still doesn’t care about the Navi. What every they did they were probably in the right.

“How does killing everyone we love as a family make them right.

“They were protecting themselves and their homes just like we would do if the roles were reversed. This is all once again the RDAs fault.

“Darlin you and I both know we owe everything to the rda. Now I'm sorry this situation is not what you want it to be hell i don't want it to be but we have to do what we're told ok. Just focus on yourself for once in your life i beg of you

“Miles that's not how life works

“Well i'm gonna need it to cause i don't need you giving the general any ideas”

“The general, what does she have to do with this?”

“She knew you were close to the traitors in the past. They didn’t want that becoming a detriment to their current mission. Our current mission may remind you. So they have me watching you. And if you slip up im supposed to hand you over.”

“Understanding comes to my face as I see now why miles was always so closed off to me recently.”

“So for my own sanity and your survival i need you to continue with the mission do you understand”

“Miles im not going to”

“Y/n i'm not asking i need you to do this until we can figure something else out please.

“God this situation is so fucked” All i can do is pace around while miles sits on the edge of the bed.

“Fine I’ll pretend if it keeps you and the others safe I’ll pretend but I refuse to hurt anyone miles. You have to realize this isn't the same as then, now we are the navi and I know without a doubt the rda does not care about any of our blue ass’s.”

“Your right darlin, we all know it but”

“But, we have to come up with a plan. I don't want to lose everyone again and I refuse to lose my son again. Ok.”

“Ok”

“Now speaking of we have a very alive problem staying in this room right now that we need to take care of first please i want to see him”

“Darlin I can’t let you do that.. i see he's staring at me but his cute little ears are drawn back and his eyes hold guilt”

“Miles where’s our son”

“Darlin hes not your son”

“Where is he miles” I yell out at the marine now blocking my way

“The general has him darlin’

“WHAT!”

“Wait! Goddamit!” She storms past me despite my best attempt to block her into our room. She always was quick and make it seem all to easy getting passed me to make her way to the interrogation wing. Running after her I stop quickly grabbing z dog and Lyle who just stood watching me storm past them. They follow after me quickly. I’m already trying to come up with what to say for damage control

Shit!”

Your pov

I get to the room and my blood boils. There he is ,little miles or spider as he kept calling him self earlier. Hes standing strapped to some sort of machine as the general yells out where’s Jake sully?" I can’t even begin to think straight taking in the scene in front of me. All I know is that my son is screaming with blood now slowly falling from his nose. Oh hell no. I immediately rush over stopping the machine before Ardmore can stop me and just as miles,Lyle and z-dog all come into the room.

“And what the hell do you think you're doing?”she screams, stomping over to me but Miles quickly grabs me by the back of the neck and pushes me towards z and wainfleet.

“Colonel is there a problem here?” she asks eyeing my struggling form

“No ma’am.” Miles say signaling to the others to fully haul me out of the way

Miles pov

“Colonel I thought you said l/n wasn’t acting out “

“She’s fine we’ve been able to sidetrack and subdue her from thinking of the past to long

“Good now explain what the hell that was just now”

“Simple general we just found our in”

“Excuse me”

“You know how they say never get between a mama lion and her cub. That’s what just happened l/n’s outburst just proved to the kid he can trust her and with that well be able to get him to trust us and give up sullys operation. “

“He’s not your son colonel this is not the time to play happy family is that understood “

“Yes sir”

“Good I will warn you once again do not let l/n compromise this mission or she will be put down is that understood “

“Understood general . I salute to the smug women in front of me though it takes all my will power and walk out to find y/n and spider”

[cherrycudy]

Notice Me, Will You?

Summary : What the Genshin men and women are like when they have a crush on you

Genre : fluff

Tw : none

Pairings : Ayato, Thoma, Yae Miko, Zhongli x (separately) gn!reader

Authors Note : Will have a part 2, please leave any feedback and enjoy <3

Not proofread

Kamisato Ayato

Ayato is mostly cooped up in his office working on bundles and bundles of paperwork for the Yashiro commision, stressed out for his life, that is, until you show up

The two of you had quite a background, you were sparring partners at a young age, however got seperated since his parents had passed and he had to take the busy role as the head of the Kamisato clan

It had been a long while since the two of you talked since then, but Ayato couldn't help himself but give you such a heartwarming smile when you enter his office, knowing exactly who you were

Putting his paperwork aside, the two of you had gotten rather close catching up with each other

Days turned to weeks of seeing each other sparring and just hanging out

He has definitely put more time into you and to hang out with you

He would always find excuses to be close with you, either that be sparring, or wiping off food off your cheek when you finish eating

He likes to take you to beautiful spots in inazuma, either to gaze at the sunset, or stargazing, he's got the best seats for you too, he'll make sure all the arrangements are perfect, just for you

At times, he even just likes to watch you (not in a weird way), you don't have to talk to him, but he would watch you continue what your doing, with a lopsided smirk, completely mesmerised by your beauty

Whenever your away completing commissions and he's not available to assist you, he would send the shuumatsuban to assist you, making sure you don't get seriously injured

He so in love he doesn't even notice it, he buys you such expensive things, spoiling you rotten, asks for small things like kisses or hugs and when you bring up the fact that you guys aren't dating, he would just stare at you in confusion and say something like "Huh? We're not??"

He would completely forget that he hasn't asked you out yet and just imagined the himself confessing one time thinking it was real (he's got lots of work give him a break)

"Y/n, I want our relationship to go further than just friends, so, will you be mine?"

So whether you accept his feelings or not, he would continue showing his full love and support romantically or platonically

Thoma

Literally the sweetest person when he has a crush on someone, so happy too, he's on cloud 9

You work as the second housekeeper in the Kamisato estate, because boy, Thoma had too much work and Ayato decided to hire another housekeeper

The two of you become good buddies as well as coworkers, always having lunch together (even playing the hotpot game with Ayato and Ayaka), spending time with each other when it's your break and completing chores together, you two were the power housekeepers 💪

You were one of the few people who didn't judge him, and showed such kindness to him, so of course, he would show it back

Until he started catching feelings for you, this man was the happiest man living in all of Teyvat, wearing a big smile every time he sees you, sometimes even taking over some chores for you and treating you like royalty

He would listen to you talk at full attention, humming there and then, he believes communication is what's most important to maintain a relationship

He would sometimes even arrange a beautiful flower bouquet, specifically made just for you, carefully arranging them to your liking (if you have hayfever or allergies he would arrange fake flowers for you <33)

Would bake the sweetest little treats and homemade meals (he's such a male wife omfg 🥺🥺🥺)

He's like a lil puppy seeing it's owner 🥺🥺

It took him a really long time to muster up the courage and ask you out (with a little help with Ayato and Ayaka that is) he was petrified of ruining his friendship with you, (he went to the shrine for a week just to draw fortune slips)

"I-i've liked you for a really long time now y/n! Please, will you go out with me?"

Please don't reject him, he's too sweet to get his heart played like that, he would be the best boyfriend you could ever have (Jesus I wish all guys were like this)

Yae Miko

Yae saw you at the shrine drawing a bamboo slip to see what your fortune would be today, only to for you to end up with great misfortune, Yae peered over your shoulder with a teasing giggle

"My my dear~, now isn't that just unfortunate~" she cooed into your ear, making you heat up in embarrassment and frustration

Since then, the two of you had made a bet on who can draw the most good fortune slips, an instant rivalry tied you two

Then it not only became fortune slips, but eating contests with dishes contains fried tofu and who can tease each other the best (basically an 1v1 roasting challenge) which, unfortunately, you loose to all of them

But that did not make you give up, instead, it boosted you to come back and play her mind games for some reason

Little did you know, she began to enjoy seeing you everyday, always picking an unmatched fight with her everyday, it amused her, peaked her miniscule interest with mortals

She may be all teasing on the outside, but inside, she feels the need to support you and take care of you, she thinks of you as one of the greatest things that has happened to her, and that the day she decided to peek over your shoulder was fate (as she calls it), definitely likes to leave small anonymous guys for you

One day, she invited you over to the Yae Publishing House, to 'settle your debt with all your losses' which you obliged to go

While helping her with some boxes full of novels alike, the two of you put your differences aside In sake to get the boxes moved

The two of you got along quite well, as you know, she can be a bit of a tease (too much at some points) she was actually rather interesting to talk too as friends

Soon the challenges had stopped, and hanging out and helping around the publishing house with her soon became an almost daily routine

She decides to confess to you at the time of the summer festival, taking your hand in hers, a genuine and soft expression on her face, telling you that she really means it, under the fireworks that seemed to go in slow motion for her

Whether you accept or reject her feelings, she believes that she can make you the happiest

"y/n, you are my greatest fortune"

Zhongli

A small, local cafe had just opened right outside Liyue Harbour, it was a much more peaceful and quiet location than the busy interior of Liyue Harbour, so Zhongli had decided to go visit the small shop

When he first stepped foot into the shop, he was greeted by a bell that rang, signalling that someone had entered, and your smiling face, busy with the dozens of pastries on your tray with a warm "welcome"

The atmosphere had made him feel warm, like no harm could happen to him, it was well thought out, he felt like he could come to this place forever

He sat at a nearby table, eyeing the way you efficiently brewed tea for another customer, unaware of him staring

Startled by your sudden appearance, you asked for his order, finally composing himself, he had chosen the bakery's special, he was almost mesmerised by your appearance, like love at first sight

He became a regular at the cafe, and the two of you got to know each other as acquaintances, soon he had developed a slight crush on you, simply because he adored your calm nature and the person that you are

He loves to have deep conversations with you, definitely loves it when you rant about almost anything to him (he would also give you the history of most teas, just to show off his knowledge a little *cough**cough*)

He likes taking you out for nice walks in Liyue Harbour, enjoying your peaceful presence

Is an absolute gentleman with you, similar to Ayato, he would treat you like you're dating, however, he respects your boundaries a little more

He will DEFINITELY say he's got the bill when you two go have a meal together, knowing damn well he's getting Childe to (unwillingly) pay for it

Zhongli would confess to you during the lantern rite festival, he wants it to be special, just you and him; he honestly hesitated about confessing to you, knowing that your just a mortal and him being an ex archon and adeptus

With that he takes you to the bridge, where the two of you are alone under the fireworks, visible for all of Liyue Harbour to see, taking your hands I'm his and a soft expression on his face, he confesses

"y/n, I love you, I want to be with you forever, will you be mine? Please?"

Whether you accept or reject his feelings, he will always be there for you, and he'll even tell you about his true identity, he'll make sure nobody hurts you

[lixenn]

I have some questions for Dave this time hehe

What was his first meeting with Chief like?

What was his original hair color?

I wonder if he gets along with Bel?

*crawls out of trenches, bloodied and covered in mud*

"I-" *huff* "I have fought in war and it was close but! I HAVE WON! The evil snippet has not defeated me!"

So now, I can finally answer this!! I'm sorry that it took so long Ein 🫠🥺🥺please forgive my tardiness 😣

Let me satisfy your curiosity!

Original hair color

Dave's hair used to be this really mousy brown and it just wouldn't do! No! He refuses! It was boring and common and absolutly clashed with his vibe so it needed to be adressed immediately. He bleached his hair the first time when he was 14 and it turned out horrible but he was still happy with his shitty dyejob because at least it was unique!

Dave and Bel

Do they get along? Ohhh boy, honey they get along like a house on fire! Dave and Bel often team up for pranks and mischief (Levi is one of their regular victims lol). Surprisingly Chief doesn't actually mind this relationship mostly because Dave tends to curb Bel's more ... homicidal tendencies. Dave prefers leaving his victims alive (though there's no guarentee for their sanity) mostly because killing them would limit his options for pranks. So when Dave and Bel plan mischief Dave puts his foot down about murder.

First meeting

As for that question....

Have a snippet!

The world is undoubtedly cruel. Criminally unjust. Life is filled with hurdles and hardships, with unimaginable challenges and dreadful chores.

Dan has been kicked out of his own office by an overly worried Lussuria.

(Honestly, the audacity of his doctor, the inhumanity. He is seriously considering a lawsuit.)

Apparently working for ten months straight without a break is “unhealthy” and “terrible for the skin, just look at those wrinkles Dani-boy”. Which is ridiculous in his humble opinion, he doesn’t have wrinkles. His skin simply has more character, more definition, that’s all. No wrinkles here, just a well-developed background story edged into his outer shell.

Nevertheless, Dan is left with no other choice than take the day off since he doesn’t want to deal with Lussuria drugging his tea again. One time was more than enough.

Well, at least he can use this opportunity to finally get some shopping done. His sister Is going to skin him alive if he shows up empty handed to her birthday again. Finding the perfect jewellery set to make up for his blunder took him some time but now he can at least cross that off his list.

He is slandering down the empty streets, enjoying the sunshine on his face, when his peaceful musings are interrupted by a body landing right in his path.

…

What?

Dan must have committed war crimes in his past life, it’s the only explanation. His former self probably kicked puppies for fun and slaughtered babies in their sleep because he can’t even take a stroll in the city without someone throwing bodies at his feet.

Puzzled and slightly annoyed Dan takes a closer look at the young man sprawled in front of him.

The first thing that catches his eye is the absolutely garish shade of neon green decorating the top of his head. Whoever did that dye job needs to be fired. His hair isn't the only thing that needed fixing though. He’s covered in bruises and dirt, blood is dripping from his nose and - Dan squints - is that a tooth on the pavement? Yes, it is. … Gross. Hopefully the guy knows a good a dentist.

The sound of footsteps alerts him to the arrival of even more people. Dan inspects the newcomers in irritation. There are three of them, all clad in ill-fitted suits, hair slicked back and fake gold rings on their fingers, making them look like stereotypical comic mafia goons brought to life. It would have been funny and something to laugh over with Squalo over coffee if said goons hadn’t interrupted his quiet afternoon with their petty disputes.

What a drag.

“You have five seconds.”

“Hah?” Goon #1 sneers at him, somehow turning even uglier in the process. “What do ya want, shrimp? Don’t ya see we’re a little busy here.”

Only sheer willpower prevents Dan from inspecting his nails in disinterest. Instead, he crooks an eyebrow, giving the idiotic trio his best deadpan fish stare.

“Three seconds.”

Goon #2 spots the Varia emblem on his hoodie and the Cloud clocks the moment he recognises what it stands for. He shakily points at Dan’s chest. “U-uhm… boss?”

“What?” Goon #1 snaps, but his gaze follows his friend’s finger and all colour leaves his face. “V-v-varia?”

Dan puts his hands in his hoodie pocket and smiles. “You rang?”

The way they freeze like a deer in the headlights. How they start quaking in their knock off designer shoes when realisations dawns upon them. The fear in their eyes.

Ah… making grown men piss their pants with a single look never gets old.

“By the way,” Dan drops his smile, his voice turning ice cold. “Your time is up. Better start running, boys.”

One would think that the Vendice are on their heels with how fast they scrammed.

Now, with that sorted.

Dan looks back the stranger who’s still lazing on the street. “You okay?”

“U-uhm yes…” he stutters with wide eyes that are filled with something uncomfortably close to awe. “Thank you so much.”

Feeling slightly awkward now, Dan avoids his shining gaze. “Don't mention it.”

“But-”

“Seriously don’t,” Dan interrupts him, combing a hand through his hair. He wishes this interaction was over already. He’s no good with shows of gratitude. “You should let a doctor check you over.” That should be enough polite concern, right? “I will be on my way then.”

Dan tries to speedwalk away to avoid further socialising but is hindered by a surprisingly strong grip on his hoodie.

Only his ingrained manners (thanks Mom) prevent him from breaking a hand and escaping anyways, which is probably for the best, the poor guy has enough injuries, no need to add broken bones to the list.

Dan turns around and sighs. “What is it?”

The young man gives him a solid try at puppy eyes. “What’s your name? I’m Dave by the way! You can’t just rescue me like a knight in shining armour and then disappear off into the sunset. That’s not fair at all.” He adds a pout to his pleading expression, which – in Dan’s humble opinion – just makes him look even more pathetic.

“Have you suffered head trauma recently?”

Dave cocks his head, confused. “I mean, one of them kicked my face for a bit but that was nothing, I’m good! They mostly focused on my upper body and limbs.” He lets go of Dan’s hoodie and lifts his shirt up to point at his battered torso in demonstration. “See?”

“Then, why are you spouting nonsense?” Dan takes a step back after he is freed from Dave’s clutches. “Run along and try to avoid getting beat up by shady men in the future.”

The puppy eyes start to fill with fake tears. “But they keep on finding me.”

Dan is suddenly overcome with a desperate need for coffee.

“And that’s my problem, how exactly?”

The responding grin sends shivers down his spine. It reminds him of Bel’s smug smile after he caught another one of his employees in his wire traps.

“Well, all your hard work would go to waste if they came back, wouldn’t it? So, how about you help a buddy out?” Dave winks and it would have been charming if his face wasn’t covered in dried blood. “You can start with your name and we will go from there.”

Dan barely lifted a finger, is this guy on crack? In fact… Is he trying to con him? This feels like a con.

Why did I even bother leaving my room today?

“Look, Dave,” he begins trying to salvage the situation, “if I tell you that Varia Housekeeping is always looking for new members, will you go away and let me enjoy the rest of my day off in peace?”

The other man’s jaw drops like Dan got on his knees and proposed instead of throwing in a job offer as distraction tactic.

Dan takes his surprise as an opportunity to exit the premises once again. This time he isn’t stopped physically but a broken “W-wait” still gives him pause and he reluctantly glimpses back. Dave has dropped his cocky façade leaving behind only shattered pieces and a tiny fragment of hope.

“Please. Tell me your name?”

His voice sounds fragile compared his confident tone before.

…

Dan has always been a sucker for the broken ones, hasn’t he?

Fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound.

“You can call me Chief.”

---

Hope you liked the little sneak peak into Dave's mysterious past 😊! Honestly the delay was mostly because that meeting was fighting me with tooth and nail but I managed to get it done!

I feel like I wanted to add something else but I forgot because goldfish brain lol

Anyways keep being awesome like the legend you are Ein!! Hopefully I could brighten your dim days in study hell 💕✨😊

[altschmerzes]

I have a question, in your young Jamie fic is he still going to want to play football?

YES SO- oh i'm thrilled to talk about this fic thank you.

the short answer is yes, But It's Complicated! his relationship to football is a critical part of the au and one of jamie's biggest arcs in it.

the long answer is under the cut... if you want to read a detailed explanation of one of the major plot threads in this fic that doesn't exist yet, by all means have a peek.

SO it's pretty clear fairly early on in the au that jamie has a..... strange relationship to the sport. he works part time as the groundsman's assistant at richmond (needed a reason for him to be Around and Involved in everything given everyone else is in their same like. roles and lives as canon, with some tweaks to make it work) but he doesn't play. like he REALLY doesn't play. not academy, not at school, he Does Not Play.

not only does jamie not play, he refuses to so much as kick the ball back to them when it lands near him when it's training and he's fixing a seat in the stands or something. he will not Touch A Football. it's obviously a whole Thing for him though it's not clear why.

and the way this all comes to a head is like. ted starts to notice him messing around with that group of kids at the park near ted's apartment. (this is a running theme - he hangs out with them a lot. they're the way i've found a way to construct a peer group for jamie, kids his age. they don't play a MAJOR role but they're an important background element. in the beginning frankly he's an asshole to them a lot but. and mostly refuses to also play, he just sort of criticizes everyone else)

but ted starts seeing him a few times, catching glimpses here and there, where he'll be kicking it around with the kids in the evening, after dark. not a lot, and he seems kind of weird about it, but he's Doing It. there's something where ted gets him to kick it around with him too. it's a big step with them, a big like. We're Making Progress moment. but the real Oh, Fuck of it all is the trickshot competition.

he has some kind of big like. fit he throws or something, to mirror 1x06, and so jamie is left to clean up after training (this is not his job. yes he is essentially being sent to do chores as a punishment for being a jackass. no ted doesn't have the authority to tell him what to do. everyone is ignoring this. including jamie who is Doing As He Was Told.) and he starts to do what he did in that episode, and dani - brand new, no pre-existing notion about this kid, just about the nicest person on the planet - wanders up to him and they start the trickshot competition thing. and everyone else filters outside too, and they all end up standing there watching him just. drop-jawed. because not only is jamie kicking a football, which he refuses to so much as look at most of the time, but he is extremely fucking good.

and when they finish, and he looks over and the whole team is there, he freaks out and takes off. and then the curse fire happens, right. they've been trying to get him to come because at this point he's just part of the ecosystem here! he's like. the mascot. is one of the jokes they make. they've started helping him with his homework sometimes, they're getting attached to this kid.

and that night, he shows up like he does in canon. at the end of the curse fire sequence. but he doesn't have boots, he has a folder. and he holds it up and sorta shrugs and then bends down and rolls up the leg of his sweatpants. and they can all see the neat, precise set of scars around his knee, and he stands back up and holds up the folder and tells them "these are the printouts of the scan they did when i tore my acl."

and explains that it happened when he was fourteen. he was really fucking good, and then he tore his acl and rushed the recovery when they told him not to and had to have a second surgery. and he hasn't played since. and that was everything he was supposed to be. and then he wasn't anything. and it's like- he had the surgery, and it was successful and he rushed his recovery, and he just. he never had the specialists he should've after that, because his dad didn't chase after that kind of stuff. he didn't make sure jamie got the right rehab and the right coaching to help him make it back after that and so he fell behind and just.... never made it back.

(which, as one could imagine is uh. a LOT for roy specifically. given his own situation.)

and so that was the end of things for him, at least that's what it seemed like at the time. (and it amplifies his sense that he's On Thin Ice too, at home. like after his injury and the second surgery james said he regretted taking jamie in, and the only reason he wasn't turning him over to care was it was too much work given how soon he'd be old enough to be shown the door without any paperwork. and this was a like. he was drunk, he was angry, it wasn't a sincere statement of intent, but it's been threatened a few times since then and so jamie's got this like. heightened anxiety about like. as soon as i turn sixteen i have No ground to stand on.)

anyways, so they like. eventually, they help him get back to that place! that's a long-term trajectory thing, they help him figure out if that's what he wants, and then work with him to get him back to being able to play.

[evita-shelby]

Finn’s mums and dads

Or the 5 times Finn called Eva mom and the one time he called Tommy dad

Gif by @outerbanksxpeakyblinders

“Bye, mum.” Finn said as he rushed out the door after getting his packed lunch from Eva.

She knew Finn had a crush on her, but somehow him thinking her as a mother figure made her apprehensive.

Should she tell Polly about it, or Ada?

No, it would be awkward enough as it is. How do you say ‘Finn called me mom and I am not concerned because now I feel old and responsible, but because I don’t know if that is okay with you, his real family’ without dredging up things that are difficult to speak of already.

Martha Shelby had gotten the baby blues and her idiot husband, the arrest of both Arthurs and not having the money to give Thomas a chance to use his potential in university had driven her to step into the canal.

Or that was what Polly had confided in her, and something Ada doesn’t know she knows.

Yeah, that seems sensible.

Keep your mouth shut and carry on, Evita, the witch tells herself as she goes back to her chores.

“Come here, kid.” Eva crouched a little to get a good look on the blood on Finn’s lip. “Does anything else hurt?”

A fight in class, one boy had called him names and called Ada a slut and Finn responded to those words with his fists.

Polly didn’t know yet, but she would be livid. Not at Finn, but at the boy and his mother who was already on Polly Gray’s black books.

“No. I’m fine, mum.” He said, still sniffling from being blamed for all of it.

“Finn calls me mum all the time, Ada too, he thinks the world of you. I hope you aren’t put off by it, Eva.” The older witch said as Finn played with colored pencils on the dining table.

This time Eva can’t keep quiet, especially when she tells Polly about Finn’s altercation in school.

“No, not at all. I just wasn’t sure if you were comfortable with that, Pol.” The witch said relieved. Some don’t like that; some utterly hate the idea of anyone thinking of other people being seen as a mother figure.

“Are you comfortable with that? With the idea of being a honorary Shelby?”

“I don’t think it is healthy that he calls your mother.” Grace expressed her opinion quite boldly after Finn called her mum as he thanked her for the ice cream she had bought him.

Finn had never seen a museum, and Eva had taken observing the Irish broad like a scientist observing bacteria in a petri dish.

She came here often, met up with a man Eva didn’t know and today, Finn tagged along.

“Mrs. Gray is fine with it, as is Ada Shelby.” Eva said coolly.

Grace was jealous of her friendship with the Shelbys. Apparently, she wasn’t quite sure her boy toy’s no at Uncle Jack’s proposition weeks ago was a real and firm no.

The witch feels guilty for using him as an accessory, but the kid also got to see the museum that Ada expressed a desire to work for until a background check revealed she was a Shelby, a communist and engaged to a Jewish man.

But Eva doesn’t give a shit her subject of interest is jealous of her, that is of no consequence to the retired spy.

What she does give a shit about is a lying rat telling her not to show love to a child.

So she pricks her with her next words.

“Besides, if I do end up becoming Mrs. Thomas Shelby, it will be easier for him to adjust to my presence.”

“Mum!” Finn runs to her, and Eva is relieved when the Billy Boy trying to show off being Kimber’s driver buys into the lie.

In the next second Eva stops being Miss and turns to Mrs even though she would have been eleven or twelve had she been Finn’s mother.

“Oi, you sweet talking my sister-in-law?” Esme lies with ease and a scowl that sells it even to John who is with her.

The driver stutters an apology and returns to the vehicle as the three Shelbys and Eva walk down the street to her grandmother’s house.

Finn comes over every chance he gets, more especially now that he has asked her to help him catch up to the other boys in school.

“That’s Tommy Shelby’s wife you’re speaking to.” John said making it worse.

He's planning to surprise Polly with an acrostic poem written and recited by him on her birthday.

A surprise Thomas knows about because the boy pilfered one of his books on poetry.

Well worn and well loved, and the last thing the witch had expected to know about the gangster she has only spoken to once.

“Your brother won’t think it funny, John.” Eva warned as the newly married widower jokingly called her his long-suffering sister-in-law.

“Let him and blondie fight over it, least we could do to him after what he did to Ada and Freddie.” Esme laughed.

“Happy Mother’s Day.” Finn stands there on her doorstep, with his hair combed and neat, in his Sunday’s best and holding a small but rather adorable bouquet of sunflowers.

“He’s giving all of the women he considers mother figures flowers,” Thomas explains as he stands there at her doorstep and the witch finds herself replaying that strange little fantasy where they are something more than friends.

But she wants him, loves him in the way she loved Antonia.

“They’re beautiful, Finn. I and honored that you consider me one of your mums.” Eva thanked him genuinely and the boy turned beet red and stammered a ‘you’re welcome’.

“There’s a poem too, Tommy helped me write it.” Finn said and Eva’s immediately drawn back to the man she cannot want.

“And who’s the lucky lady getting those?” Eva asked seeing the forget-me-nots Tommy was holding.

And it is because of that that she must refuse his offers of courtship at every turn.

“We saved the best for last; these are for our mother.” There is a pained undertone to his voice, a sweet sadness that is becoming on him.

“Tell her I said hello, then.” She said and sent them on their way.

“I love you, dad.” Finn mumbles in his sleep and clings to Tommy who doesn’t bother hiding the heartbreak those words cause him.

Eva is no stranger to him and the things he hides beneath the surface, and yet this makes him feel as if he’s somehow bare to the bone before her.

This was just supposed to be a drive to the countryside where they’d pick a pony for Finn, just Tommy, Finn and Eva.

It had been a beautiful fantasy, him with a woman he loves on his arm, quietly pretending Finn is theirs doing something any family does.

He should be used to it, Finn liked to make up for the lack of a father by calling those he finds worthy of the title by it.

And then it comes careening down when Finn says those four words after falling asleep on the picnic blanket.

Tommy, Arthur and John were his primary fathers, then Jeremiah, Charlie and Curly and now, Freddie fucking Thorne.

But it had stopped when they had come back and never with something as strong as an ‘I love you.

“I love you too, Finn.”

[sothisblessmysoul]

༓ʚ Perfect Roommate ɞ༓

Summary: Yuri as a roommate in general, as a platonic roommate and as a romantic roommate,

[ General ] Yuri as a roommate is an odd experience because he barely lets you know anything about him aside from what he has shown you. Yuri is fashionable and has a small group of friends, and is such a late-night owl that when he greets you in the morning is the time Yuri is going to bed as you get up.

He is strict as a roommate. Chores are divided but if someone makes a mess they have to clean it up regardless if it is on their chore list. No parties in the shared apartment because Yuri doesn’t trust people to not go through his room although he is fine with going to parties in other places. 

But the major rule is that neither of you is allowed to involve yourself in the other’s personal life unless invited. The only time that it’s allowed is if you or he is bringing someone over and you text each other to let the other know.

Once the two of you are closer and hang out, it will have to be in the afternoon as anything earlier makes Yuri want to die. You have to remember Yuri is a night owl through and through. As such becoming closer, you meet Yuri’s friends and spend time with them whenever invited along. It’s at this point that Yuri is bringing you more into his own private life.

[ Platonic ] Originally Yuri didn’t let you in his bedroom, but after time together, Yuri started to leave his door open whenever he was awake as a silent invitation to let you know that you’re welcome. However, Yuri rarely hangs out in your bedroom less directly asked to come into your room which results in a laugh.

If there are days or nights when neither of you nor Yuri want to be alone, often both of you will hang out in the living room with some background white noise. Most times the white noise is a boring movie or TV show that plays in the background as you talk to each other long into the night.

On the subject of movies, every Sunday has become the official movie and game night tradition. It started due to being snowed in on a bad snowstorm in December late Sunday afternoon, trapping Yuri with you. Neither can remember who suggested movies and games but it had been the only way to pass the time. It had been so enjoyable that it became a weekend night routine.

If neither of you is in the mood for movies, board games are the other pick. Typically Uno or Go-fish as the default choices because those are Yuri's favorite. Partly due to your reactions being hilarious to him.

[ Romantic ] On very late nights beyond your typical sleep time for one reason or another, Yuri keeps you company. Those very late nights are when he is most open with you. The first night it happened you had accidentally fallen asleep only to wake up with a blanket placed over you that was not there before.

Whenever it happened again, as it tended to, the blanket Yuri put on you would end up being replaced by his jacket. If you say something first, Yuri will never pay attention to his actions.

It's unknown to you but some of Yuri's friends will tease or make jokes about his behavior about how you get special treatment. With movie nights, how Yuri remembers what you like and dislikes, and that he had given you his favorite jacket. Yuri will roll his eyes and lie about how it’s not that deep, but a soft smile that Yuri tries to hide will show up on days whenever he catches sight of you wearing the jacket.

When the time comes for Yuri to act on his feelings it’s hard for you to tell because he didn’t behave too differently as before. Granted the choice of flirtatious phrases would normally give it away if Yuri didn’t subconsciously treat you the same as before.

Yuri’s not aware how he had acted previously with the kind actions, the affectionate way Yuri talked to you nor his gentle touches brushing against your skin. Part of it is frustrating yet still amusing by the fact you hadn’t caught on.

[iantimony]

tuesday yet we persevere

what a week lads

listening up to partizan 18. the exchange of jack: "is inertia when you're stopping or going?" austin, very confidently: "it's when you're going" had me shouting NO at my phone, thank god art chimed in to clarify and actually define inertia. i love you art. been listening to a lot of breaking benjamin while i marathon-focus on trying to finish my poster by. tonight. yeouch.

reading fallow

playing pokego! it's become my fun little morning activity while i lay in bed waking up. like. ok i need to be awake. i will drowsily catch the 3 pokemon that spawn around me and spin the pokestop across the street. ok time to get out of bed i guess.

watching hbomberguy new four hour video reigns supreme. i've had it on periodically while i do chores, cook, etc.

making pottery! basically everything came out of the kiln at once! some finished objects:

the mugs (more like teacups, really, shrinkage strikes again) came out cute, despite the orange one getting a crack in the handle. i really love the way the white bowl came out with the koi, i'd put lillypads inside but they really didn't show up at all so i didn't bother photographing. that little black vase was done with a dark blue glaze that came out. black. so i probably did too many layers, plus it was on red clay, so oops. the little ramekins came out cute, i tried one of the stoneware glazes on the left one and it came out really matte which surprised me, but otherwise some standard lil bowls! and finally i hate the striped object behind the ramekins. i forgot to cover it up after making it and didn't get to trim it before it was bone dry so i just had to let it be was it was so it's really bottom-heavy. and i hate the way the glazed stripes came out. such is life. my roommate likes it so i might give it to her LOL.

dragon mug underglaze came out interesting!!! i used two different brands of underglaze and one of them came out. shiny?? so putting clear normal glaze over that texture proved a real challenge, especially for the handle. i used another underglaze (a chocolate brown, same as the one on the handle on the right) to fill in the background/inside/some linework details, then covered the whole thing in clear, so we'll see how that turns out! the little tree teacup i just covered in clear and put back on the kiln rack, i didn't want to add anything else to it, it came out sooo cute :)

did more underglaze stuff on two bowls, eye motif!!! one as a scratched out and one as painted on. excited to see how they go for the first firing. i had some Big bowls to trim and they were still a little wet but i was like eh i bet i can. i could not. look how i've massacred my boy (bottom left). it totally spun off the wheel but thankfully it's still soft enough that i was able to just sorta nudge it back into a circular shape. i did ragequit trimming for that day because of it though and did the eye underglaze work instead hahahah. hopefully will be able to trim them on wednesday! it's just so dang cold in the area where the pottery is stored to dry out so it takes forever in the winter.

finally, i finished the winter headband for my roommate's mom last night! image is not the finished one, i forgot to take a picture yesterday but i'll just do that after i block it later this week. i took the photo a few days ago because i actually made a mistake in the pattern and was trying to judge how obvious it was and whether or not to go back 10 rows and redo it. i don't think it's that obvious so i decided to keep going. can you spot the mistake :b

misc oughhh aughgghghgh academic poster. my advisor was really difficult to communicate with yesterday but made up for it this morning. her husband stressed me out for no reason but it's fine. i think i can finish it before the poster session tomorrow but odds are in the air as to whether i can get it Printed before the poster session tomorrow. woof. and then i need to figure out what i'm wearing at this conference and pack by friday.

[smash-64]

2023 Game of the Year Countdown #7 Sea of Stars Nintendo Switch, 2023

I was actually a backer of this game over two years ago! A few people recommended it to me recently, which was cool that some of my friends knew me well enough that they recommended something I was already intrigued by enough to back financially. Shoutouts to @boner-taunt and @hyper-knux for that!

The game is simply gorgeous. The best pixel art I’ve ever seen in a video game. Vibrant colors, perfect lighting that gave the impression of dark and light areas without ever making me feel like I couldn’t see where I was going. Wonderful glowing lights and colors also enhance so many of the attacks and spells, as well as dynamic backgrounds and environments that react to your presence and movement. It’s shocking how talented the devs were to make a game look so good while also making it feel like something that belonged on the Super Nintendo, even if the SNES could never hope to run something that looked so good. It’s like they’ve tricked us into seeing both the past and present simultaneously. And as someone who rarely geeks out about graphics, you know something special is going on for it to happen.

I was expecting quite a bit from the music, and I feel like I was satisfied, but not overly impressed. Perhaps I was expecting too much once I saw Yasunori Mitsuda was involved: the talented composer who did the masterpiece Chrono Cross soundtrack and was in charge of the Xenoblade games as well. The level up music stood out, as well as one of the battle tunes, but I was hoping for a variety of location tracks to catch my ear as well, and it didn’t really happen. I do find the soundtrack to be really good to play in the background while I work, and the soundtrack is extremely long so that fits it really well. 

Despite having combat that is turn based, I was sad to see that you have to take an active role in both attack and defense, much like you do in Super Mario RPG. While some enjoy that aspect, I do not. It was actually one of the main turn-offs for me when I tried Super Mario RPG, so I found it to be a hindrance in Sea of Stars. Likewise, combat does major damage to your characters, and you must constantly cook food to help replenish your health both in and out of battle, since it’s likely that you won’t be able to constantly return to a campsite to rest/recover that way, and healing spells can be costly or don’t heal a significant amount early on. Luckily, I found an item that automatically recovered health after each battle, which was a nice aspect to include for a more casual experience. To be completely honest, I’m not sure if I would have completed the game had I not had the ability to recover after each battle because it was a chore to constantly cook food to keep on hand for healing. 

The story is ok, but it took absolutely forever for me to feel interested in it. Coming from a Trails fan, a series well known to be the slowest of slow burns, that’s a bit of an issue. The game also left me with a lot of questions, as many aspects of the story felt random. I found it hard to follow at times, especially with regard to what to do next. Perhaps this was part of the retro style design, as many older games lacked any sort of real guidance on where to go or what to do, and definitely no journal/diary system to remind you. 

I was not blown away by any of the characters, either, although I do appreciate Garl as a generally positive and caring support character. The “warrior cook” class he creates for himself is also a nice touch.

Overall, the game is fun and I’m glad to have backed it. It’s rare for me to enjoy my time with an old school 2D, top-down type of JRPG, so to have it show up on my Top 10 for the year at all is fairly surprising.

[rfaromance]

the thing is-- I would love to send some asks about saeyoung for the alphabet list, but canon already feeds us so well like... he feels fleshed out and realistic. I can use actual story details to learn more about him... Every time you have a headcanon it makes so much sense, like, of course that would be how he sleeps with mc (IN THE BED) and the nicknames he would have for them. that being said, let's start down the line for the rest of the letters you haven't hit yet! How about b, d , and e for the bunker gang so they don't feel excluded lol.

Canon is very kind to the Choi twins! We have a LOT on them. But headcanons are still fun for the gaps or to see how they interact with different types of MCs, etc etc.

I'm honored you think my headcanons make sense for Saeyoung, though! He is the love of my life >w<

Saeyoung

B: Saeyoung is 100% banned from the kitchen. Saeran actually put up a sign saying "KEEP OUT" with a picture of Saeyoung on it. (He tried "Keep out Saeyoung" but then he insisted his name was Luciel, then 707, then Chilyoung, etc.) Vanderwood thought that wasn't enough and put up another sign in the kitchen itself saying "ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK, BRAT." You blow up like, 3 appliances, and suddenly you're a menace to society who can't be trusted to pour a bowl of cereal.

D: Saeyoung is the type who “relaxes” by keeping active. He will pick dates that are adventurous and full of whimsy, if given the option. He'd want to go to a fair, or an amusement park, or an aquarium, or accidentally-on-purpose enter himself and MC into a paintball tournament. He has to lay low at times knowing his father is still a threat, but he can do exciting dates at home, too! Puppet shows with a star projector in the background! Video game tournaments! Cupcake Wars until Vandy catches them and chases them out of the kitchen with a broom!

E: Giving gifts!!! As much as he loves physical touch, he finds himself overstimulated more easily than he's ready to admit. And he loves telling MC how much he adores them, but he gets flustered easily too. However, this man really said "I'm going to build you a cute fire-breathing robot dog, and then a robot cat that's programmed to act like 707 so you never get lonely, and also a penguin robot for my brother that dispenses ice cream, and--" He's a gift giver, but he builds all his gifts. He loves tinkering to make creations that make people happy!

SE Saeran

B: Saeran enjoys baking moreso than cooking, but he cooks plenty! Sometimes following a recipe is a good way to dissociate as you stir and pour and measure for a while. He also knows that if he wants real food (for the first time in his life, tbh), he has to make it himself because Saeyoung is a lost cause in the kitchen. He actually has fun learning to cook simple recipes and testing both his culinary and dietary limits, but he won't admit it.

D: A date? With SE? That's just sitting on opposite sides of the couch, with him and his love interest eating their preferred snack (ice cream for him), and maybe watching TV or reading books or just doing their own thing. He's peak parallel play. Just existing in someone else's presence and not feeling tense and guarded... means the world to him.

E: Quality time. SE is someone who's unfairly accustomed to being alone. He has severe abandonment issues and does not trust easily. So if he's willing to spend time with someone, just being in the presence of another while they read or do chores, that's the ultimate sign that he cares.

Vanderwood

B: Vanderwood is the main reason anyone stays alive in the bunker. You can't survive on HBC and PhD Pepper, Saeyoung!! If Saeyoung's MC can't cook, then Vandy has to step up to the plate. They've been keeping the brat alive for this long, after all. They have a leopard print apron and do a lot of meal prep.

D: Oh lord. If you want Vanderwood to ever be vulnerable enough for anything resembling a date, good luck. They try not to get close to people anymore. Even after the agency is dismantled, Vandy still struggles to build connections, if only because he knows how dangerous it is to care about people. He knows how quickly & easily the people they love can be taken away. (That being said, Vandy would be into casual dates. Just going for walks or watching plays. Maybe hit up a museum. Just enough to feel close but also keep his lover at arm's length.)

E: Acts of service, for sure. They clean Saeyoung's place! They make sure he doesn't die on missions! They negotiate with the boss when Saeyoung is procrastinating! They make sure he eats more than chips and soda! Vanderwood will huff and puff about doing chores or looking out for others, but does it anyway. Do they actually mind, or is it a front? Damn tsundere. We see you let out a resigned sigh and a half-smile as you run errands.