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versadies · 2 years

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love at first punch (scaramouche x gn!reader)

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ YOU HAVE RECEIVED A LETTER, LET'S SEE WHAT'S INSIDE! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

SALUTATIONS. love at first punch

ADDRESSED. scaramouche, father!zhongli (w/ gn!reader)

CONTENT. spyxfamily au, telepathic!reader, violence (mild), bullying, father!zhongli (platonic), spoilers to inazuma archon quest act 3, not proof-read

STAMP. in which you enroll in a school as a telepathic and do your best to help your father in completing his mission: to befriend the fearsome raiden shogun's second son! inspired by spyxfamily

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POST-SCRIPT. had a thought about what if scaramouche is damian and reader is anya as soon as i finished writing a scaramouche fic so i decided to write another fic bcuz why not 💀💀💀

NAVIGATION

You want nothing more but to get out of this insane school and watch your favorite show in your home.

But curse your father for having to drag you into this school for some goddamn mission of his!

“If you want to help your father, you must befriend someone whose mother is a powerful figure, his name is Scaramouche.” Zhongli, your father, told you strictly when the both of you are on your way to your new school. “That’s one of your goals for this school, so don’t make him become your enemy, alright? Don’t forget to study hard as well.”

You let out a sigh, wiping the sweat off your forehead when you remembered his words to you. “I think I’m gonna fail in both.” You mumbled with a sigh.

“Fail in what?”

You flinched when you heard your schoolmate, Ayato, speak up with a curious look on his face as the two of you walk down the hallway to go to your first class. “Are you alright? You look quite unwell.” In all honesty, you didn’t really mean to befriend Ayato since you thought he was the one your father’s looking for, but after reading Zhongli’s thoughts, you concluded that you got the wrong person.

Thankfully, your mistake didn’t go for naught.

“Smart move, ( Name )!” Zhongli thought as his eyes brightened at the sight of you interacting with the blue-haired man. “You have befriended the son of one of the most powerful companies in this country, let’s hope you can keep making more friends!”

You nodded reassuringly in response to Ayato’s question. “I’m alright, don’t worry about me. I just.. Miss my home since I’m used to being homeschooled.”

Before Ayato could respond, someone bumps into his shoulder while walking. “Then go home if you want it so bad, loser.”

When your eyes catch a glimpse of the stranger, your heart drops.

Oh god why did your father’s target’s kid have to be an asshole!

“...I’m sorry?” You asked, letting out a fake laugh as the stranger stops his tracks. “I can’t help but wonder when did I ask for your opinion.”

The student, Scaramouche, turns around, followed by his two friends who were following him. “Do you know who I am?”

You sweatdropped when you realized how this situation would go. Sorry dad, I’m about to fail your first goal!

You then decided to calm down and looked at his indigo eyes,

And force out a smile.

“Remember ( Name ),” Zhongli said as you take a break from your self-defense training. “You should know that a smile is the strongest weapon, for it stops a fight before it could happen. So if you ever encounter a situation where it’ll end up with a fight, smile at your opponent and hope for the best.”

You watched as Scaramouche and even Ayato felt taken back from your sudden change of expression, but it didn’t stop you from continuing to smile. If only you knew that in others’ perspective, you looked like you were planning to do something mischievous or sinister.

“...What the hell are you smiling about?” Scaramouche asked. He would be lying if he said he didn’t feel offended by your reaction. He was used to other students cowering in fear when he mentions his distant mother, so seeing you smiling in response made him feel… pathetic!

“Why should I tell you?” You responded, internally relieved that he didn’t see your palms sweating nervously. You don’t know how you can go home knowing that you made Scaramouche see you as his enemy.

Before he could respond, you immediately turned around. “Come on, Ayato. Let’s go to our classes before we get late” You spoke, acting as if nothing happened at all.

Ayato didn’t know what to say. He was quite impressed that you’ve treated Scaramouche that way, especially since you knew who he is.

However, your hopes of being free from your situation have paused when you felt someone throwing a paper on your head, causing you to touch your head and look behind you, only to see Scaramouche and his friends watching you mischievously.

“You’ve got some nerve, loser.” He spoke with a huff. “You just made yourself my very own victim, I won’t let you get away with this!”

“Yeah! Scaramouche will bully you so bad, you’ll leave the school crying!”

“And there’s nothing you can do!”

Your eyes narrow in response. Is this the perfect time for me to defend, dad? You thought, trying to remember what your father told you during your training.

However, your rational self has flown out of the window the moment Scaramouche spoke the next words.

“By the end of the day, you’ll come home crying to your father. Maybe then you’ll learn not to mess with someone like me, at least I have a mother unlike yo–”

For one moment, Scaramouche was standing still taunting you,

But the next thing you know, he was suddenly flown across the hallway.

“Oh my god, boss!”

“Scaramouche, are you alright?!”

“What happened?!”

Your eyes widen in realization when you realize what you just did, glancing down at your clenched fist and at Scaramouche's fallen state. Oh crap what have I done?! You thought in panic.

“I take back what I thought about you, ( Name ),” Ayato spoke up, his eyes sparkling at the incident that had occured. “You’re definitely more amusing than I thought you’d be.”

That comment doesn’t even help the situation at all. You thought, dreading for the worse when you heard heavy footsteps coming from behind you.

“( Name )!” A teacher yelled, fuming at the sight of the incident in front of him. “Come to my office now, I’ll call your father right this instant about what you’ve done!”

You immediately looked down at your feet, your palms sweating even more when you heard that Zhongli will be coming to your school.

You’re doomed..!

As Raiden Shogun’s second son, it was no surprise that Scaramouche never once experienced someone being vile towards him.

He was used to people groveling beneath him and singing praises into his ears in hopes of getting to his good side and potentially be close to his mother, which in his opinion is a pointless way to do it since the woman never even paid attention to him much.

But you…

You’re the first person who gave him the experience of getting punched for the first time, the audacity!

Ever since the incident, he has been glaring at you whenever you’re in the same room as him, thoughts of insults towards you are running in his mind. Just who do you think you are?! What made you think you could get away with punching him just because his moth–

His thoughts are cut off when he hears you laugh from something Ayato told you.

…This is strange, he thought, confused with this sudden feeling in his chest. Is he sick?

He continues to stare at you in an unexplainable look on his face as his harsh thoughts fade away. It wasn’t until you slowly glanced at his direction when he instantly looked away, his cheeks turning red.

What on earth was that?!

Focus, Scaramouche. He thought with a huff, not noticing the way you flinched from hearing his thoughts. You can get your revenge later.

Unfortunately, revenge never came.

During lunch time, he finds himself sitting across from you, who’s standing in front of him and his friends with a guilty look on your face. With his irritated face, everyone thought he was irritated at the sight of you trying to apologize to him, but in reality, he’s simply irritated that he can’t find any words to speak to you.

“I…” You mumbled, looking down at the ground hesitantly as you hear many unpleasant thoughts from people around you.

Are they even trying? They don’t even look like they regret it.

Who are they to punch someone like Scaramouche? The nerve!

I bet they think they could be better than him.

How did they even get to this school? Their father isn’t even that important like the rest of our parents.

You close your eyes shut, bowing towards Scaramouche. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to punch you. I just wanted to be your friend.” You explained as calmly as possible. The last thing you need right now is them pointing out how nervous you were.

He crosses his arms with a huff, trying not to show you the conflicted look on his face with the help of his facade. “And do you think I’m willing to accept that meaningless apology and be friends with you?”

You looked away from his eyes, still feeling ashamed that you’ve disappointed your father on the first day.

Unfortunately, Scaramouche’s usual facade drops immediately when he sees the way your shoulders slumped and act like a kicked puppy.

“...I see…” You mumbled, sighing deeply before turning around–

“Wa.. Wait!” He stops you, causing you to look at him in confusion. “...Since you had a reason to punch me then… I guess I deserved it,” He spoke, ignoring the way his friends’ eyes popped out in shock from his words. No way! Scaramouche let you go without any revenge?! What did you tell him?

Nothing, absolutely nothing. You simply made the second son of the Raiden Shogun feel conflicted with his feelings after one strong punch.

“Therefore, I… don’t consider you as my enemy.”

He watches as your eyes brighten in response, your shoulders instantly relax as you bow gratefully. “Thank you, Scaramouche. I’ll try not to punch you again next time!”

Just like that, you bowed and ran off towards where Ayato is, leaving Scaramouche all alone with his friends in confusion.

“Aw man, I thought this was gonna get interesting.” One of his friends spoke honestly, hoping that the situation would end with a fight again.

Despite his friends’ disappointment in Scaramouche letting you go so easily, the student could honestly care less of what they think. Not when he was distracted by something else.

Why is my heart beating so fast?

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haikyuucute · 4 years

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Untamable (Ushijima Wakatoshi) [Omegaverse AU]

Pairing: Alpha!Ushijima x omega!reader

Summary: You seemed like an untamable omega to Ushijima

Warnings: Sexual themes, implied smut

Word Count: 5.6k

[A/N]: So I’ve been rlly iffy about posting this bcuz I know that this au isn’t everyone’s favorite. But I rlly like this au and I have fun writing for it, so I figured if someone doesn’t like it then they can scroll past it or blacklist the tag ‘omegaverse’ anyway, so I decided to go ahead and post this

Ushijima Wakatoshi liked order and he liked things that made sense. He was a simple man and he would call it like he’d see it.

And what made sense to him was the dynamic system. Alphas were placed at the top, then betas, then omegas.

He believed this was right because it was ingrained in everyone’s genetics to follow this order.

It was why Hinata Shouyou had affected him so deeply. He was small, his volleyball technique was a mess and yet he and Karasuno beat Shiratorizawa.

Ushijima considered himself to be a very strong alpha— possibly the strongest in Shiratorizawa. His presence commanded every area he was in and omegas would fall silent at his scent, waiting for him to speak first. He had even been dubbed the alpha of alphas in school.

So it didn’t make sense for Hinata to have so much baseless confidence. It annoyed him and got under his skin to the point he thought about it quite often and how he could win next time.

Another thing that got under his skin was the little omega he shared a couple classes with— only she annoyed him far more than Hinata did.

Because while the little orange haired boy was a weak alpha, he was still just that. An alpha.

And yet, you walked around with the confidence of an alpha.

You were definitely the outcast, most omegas found you annoying and most alphas didn’t like to bother with an omega that didn’t know their place. Your scent wasn’t sweet and delicate like an omega’s either, it was tangy and citrusy (not at all a bad smell, even Ushijima would admit it was nice, just not that of an omegas). And worst of all, if you stepped out of line and an alpha tried to put you back in your place, you’d stick up your nose, turn the other way around, and continue with what you were doing in the first place.

This behavior always sat wrong with him but he never had to come into close contact with you, he’d just catch instances of this in class or in the hallways. Always hating the way you demanded to be seen.

And Ushijima knew he wasn’t in the wrong because everyone had found you strange. You didn’t even have any friends until your third year of high school when you shared your first class with the renowned Guess Monster.

Tendou, Ushijima, and you all shared a science class your third year, and though Ushijima had prior knowledge of you, it was the first time Tendou ever really noticed you.

And being dubbed a freak himself, Tendou immediately wanted to befriend you and it was only a short while after that he noticed how much you got under Ushijima’s skin.

So as a fellow freak and probably the only person other than Hinata that could get a rise out of the usually stoic alpha— well, Tendou just had to become your best friend.

Thus it began.

Tendou inviting you to work on group projects with him and Ushijima.

Tendou then inviting you to watch practices.

Tendou invited you to games.

And worst of all— Tendou invited you to hang out in his and Ushijima’s dorm.

And you quickly became someone Ushijima had to endure all day, every day.

You knew right from the beginning when you started hanging out with Tendou that the great Ushiwaka didn’t want anything to do with you. If you tried to talk to him he’d answer with four words at most or blatantly ignore you all together (then again he did that with everyone, but with you it just somehow felt different). And that was because although he was a strong alpha, he had better things to do than put an omega back in their place.

So he put up with you for days— weeks— months— until suddenly he couldn’t.

In what Tendou liked to call the “staring contest of the year” you had outwardly challenged Ushijima. But!— in your defense it was on an outrageously ridiculous subject that you believed you had the right to believe and that Ushijima should’ve respected that regardless of his own biases.

It was an argument that took place in their dorm while the two of them were there. You had casually walked in, an agitated look on your face, exclaiming:

”I hate alphas!” You yelled, pushing their door open. You ignored Ushijima who sent you a slightly irritated glance from where he was seated at his desk, reading a volleyball magazine or something, and went immediately over to the giggling Tendou.

He was up on his bed on the top bunk and you climbed the ladder, seating yourself next to where he was sprawled out, with a pout on your face.

”Should I be offended~” he laughed.

”You don’t count.”

”That’s more offensive than your last statement.”

You rolled your eyes, “Fine, you’re the exception— but alphas suck.”

He moved closer, throwing an arm around you with a large grin, “Did something happen? Do tell, (F/N)-chan~” he sang.

“Well... I may have gotten into another fight with an omega.”

”Ohoho~ did you win?”

”I guess. She pulled my hair so I punched her and... found out she has a mate.”

Tendou burst into another fit of laughter, and started poking your side, “Did you try fighting an alpha again?”

You swatted his hands away, “I just stood up for myself.”

”And how’d that go?”

”Stupid. He came up to me and did that dumb alpha thing where they stand up straighter and puff their chests out with the expectation that I’d be a cowering little omega in their presence,” you scoffed, “He told me that I shouldn’t step out of line and start fights with mated omegas, which is total bullshit because she pulled my hair first!” You yelled, falling back against his bed. “I hate alphas!”

“You punched his mate,” Ushijima who usually ignored you whenever you were over spoke up for the first time.

You furrowed your eyebrows, propping yourself up on your elbows, “Yeah, cause she pulled my hair.”

”She was wrong too.”

You scoffed, “So what? The alpha was in the right?”

”You punched his mate, he was protecting her.”

You shot up and glared at Ushijima who was still reading his magazine. ”Well I was protecting myself.” You practically hissed out.

Ushijima finally stopped what he was doing and turned around to stare up at you from where you were seated on Tendou’s bed.

Tendou’s eyes flitted back and forth between the two of you, seeing how pissed off you were, and at how Ushijima was taken aback at the tone you used with him, and Tendou’s grin slowly widened.

”You speak as if you’re an alpha,” Ushijima said, eyebrows slightly furrowed.

”I speak like an omega who’s fed up with alphas,” you spat back.

Ushijima slowly stood up and you could smell his scent had changed. It was stronger and more powerful— definitely covering up yours and some of Tendou’s scent. And you could pretty much smell how annoyed and pissed he was with you.

And as a result you felt the omega in you want to apologize and take everything back, bowing your head down, too weak to make eye contact. It was a feeling you had become quite accustomed to with how often alphas did this to you, and you became quite good at ignoring those instincts.

But Ushijima was stronger than all those alphas, and Tendou watched in awe as the most strong willed omega he’s ever met started to shrink in her seat, eyes glued to her lap.

Ushijima stood in front of you, and due to his height he was nearly eye level with you despite you sitting up on the top bunk.

“You’re careless,” He spoke lowly, as blunt as ever, “You speak the first thing that comes to mind with no regard if you offend someone, and you’re surprised when an alpha tries to put you back in your place. You’re an omega.” His voice loud and firm, “Power does not lean in your favor. Learn your place.”

You bit down on your lip hard, finding it difficult to meet his eyes but with everything you had in you, you forced yourself up straight and looked him dead in the eye.

Tendou’s eyes widened at your display but he kept quiet, glancing at how the usually stoic Ushijima looked slightly thrown off guard.

“I will never settle for being submissive,” you spoke slowly, never breaking your eye contact, “And I will never stop striving for independence. You like this power system because it’s all you’ve ever known— I’ll show you that you’re wrong and I’ll do whatever it takes.”

From there the two of you stared at each other for what felt like forever, Tendou holding his breath to see who would give in first. Until it was finally time to go to volleyball practice and Ushijima was forced to look away, making you smile triumphantly.

And so it began. The start of an overly exhausting plan that you were committed to executing.

And if Ushijima thought you were a nuisance before it was nothing compared to now.

A few days after the incident you acted as if it never happened, putting on a cheery and energetic façade. And you actually spoke to him in that same friendly manner you spoke to Tendou and others on the team.

He soon realized there would be no end to your chatter. You’d go on and on about your day, shows and movies you liked, hobbies that you were into, and you’d ask him tons and tons of questions that he’d just ignore but you wouldn’t shut up, forcing him to answer your questions— you even started calling him Waka-kun while you remained (L/N)-san.

But you didn’t care. You vowed that you’d force your way into his heart until he finally saw you as an equal instead of an overly obnoxious omega.

It took months but somehow, by some kind of miracle, Ushijima came to the conclusion... you actually weren’t that bad.

Of course you were still loud, kind of annoying, and spoke out of turn most of the time. But he guessed that some of your better qualities started sticking out the more you hung around him.

For one, you were always happy.

Happiness wasn’t an emotion Ushijima felt often, he knew the feeling of victory when he defeated a difficult opponent in volleyball but that never lasted that long because, well— Ushijima always won...(for the most part). And he knew what it felt like to be satisfied and generally content.

But the happiness you exuded. This absolutely boundless amount of energy and cheerfulness you walked around with despite being put down by practically the entire student body, it made you slightly more admirable in his eyes.

And then he saw your loyalty and devotion towards the team and specifically Tendou. By definition, Tendou was technically your best friend and you made sure to prioritize him in your life because of how grateful you were to call him a friend, this meant inviting him out places and never turning down an invitation he made. You let him talk to you when he was down and comforted and supported him appropriately. And when it came to the team, you were kind of an honorary manager (you didn’t actually have the title because the coach would never trust an omega to do the job) but you gave them water bottles and towels during practice and made sure to attend all their games and cheer for them. So even the team who had been kind of cold to you in the beginning, ended up growing rather fond of you, and you were just as happy to consider them your friends.

But he supposed what stuck out to him the most was how determined you were to be more acquainted with him. You’d ask about his day, his childhood, volleyball, anything really. And you somehow had the ability to pull more than a couple words from his mouth as time went on.

And all from the shadows, the Guess Monster was watching. Observing how a very odd friendship grew between the two of you. And although Ushijima rarely let any emotion of any kind show, after three months Tendou made an educated guess.

Ushijima Wakatoshi was actually falling for you.

From a surface level no one could really tell, but Tendou started picking up on the way Ushijima’s scent would change whenever you were near, it’d grow softer, and slightly more non threatening than his usual scent. It was a small detail but spoke volumes. Other than that, he noticed more and more how he grew comfortable around you, letting you talk his ear off and he’d answer your questions with more than three words. But what gave it away for him was when he had stepped into one of your fights where an omega started yelling at you for acting too much like an alpha. It was the first time he had ever done it and although you told him you could fight your own battles, he doubted it would be the last fight Ushijima broke up for you.

With you it was actually harder to tell if you were starting to like Ushijima back, and this was based off of all your rants he’s heard about you never wanting to mate with an alpha and that you’d much rather mate with a beta. It was hard to picture you with an alpha and even harder to picture you with an alpha as strong as Ushijima.

But he, figured out that yes— you did reciprocate those feelings when he caught a certain sight.

You went out with Tendou and Ushijima one night and stayed up late, you were absolutely exhausted so Ushijima ended up giving you a piggyback ride back to your dorm. And that’s when Tendou noticed the way you nuzzled your face into his neck. He couldn’t tell if you were trying to scent yourself or if you just found his scent soothing enough to fall asleep to— but either way there were definitely mutual feelings there.

The only problem was that the two of you were too dense to acknowledge those feelings.

So as usual Tendou decided to take it upon himself to get the two of you closer.

He came up with a fairly simple but hopefully effective plan.

Not that long ago you came to Tendou and asked if he’d been willing to give you volleyball lessons every now and then after you came to really admire the sport after watching them play for so long. And he agreed of course.

So now it was just a matter of getting Ushijima to take his place—

“I won’t be able to make our volleyball lesson (F/N)-chan,” Tendou suddenly spoke up from where he laid on the floor.

He watched as your head poked over the top bunk where you lay, a pout on your face, “What? Why not?” You whined.

”I’ll be busy this weekend, but!” He suddenly exclaimed, looking over at Ushijima, “Maybe Wakatoshi-kun could take my place.”

”No,” came Ushijima’s answer, from where he sat on his bed.

Tendou frowned at how dense he could be.

You pouted further, “Waka-kun would be mean about it if he helped me anyway.”

”Don’t be silly—“

”I’m not! I can picture it now!” You suddenly made a very serious face, mimicking Ushijima’s, “(L/N)-chan you have awful technique. (L/N)-chan you understand nothing about volleyball. (L/N)-chan you suck.”

Tendou giggled at that, seeing your point, “You’d also be getting taught by a top player in the nation~” he sang.

You paused for a moment, thinking it over, “... We’d probably get in a fight though and I hate arguing with him.”

”You hate it because you lose,” Ushijima spoke up.

”Shut up!” You yelled, moving to hang over the edge of the bed to see him.

He glanced up at your upside down form, “l’m right.”

And since he was always painfully blunt and honest, you knew he actually was right, so you settled on pouting further.

”Y’know people would kill to have someone like Wakatoshi teach them volleyball,” Tendou said, continuing to convince you, “He’s the best of the best, don’t you want to be the best~”

”I’m not that passionate about volleyball,” you deadpanned.

He faltered, until a thought struck him, and he grinned, “Remember that time you tagged along with the team to the beach and we were short one person for volleyball and asked you to play?”

You glared darkly at him for reminding you about that humiliating incident— they were a powerhouse school after all, why the hell would they ask you to play when you had barely any experience. “Yes,” you muttered.

”Well what if Wakatoshi-kun taught you a few of his tricks and you got to show off next time we play together.”

He knew he had you when your eyes widened in realization.

You looked back down at Ushijima from where you hung upside down, “Waka-kun teach me volleyball.”

”No,” he replied, looking down at his homework.

”Please.”

”No.”

”Please.”

”No.”

”Please.”

”No.”

“Ugh— why notttt,” you whined.

”Because you don’t play volleyball.”

”Well I want to show off to the team the next time you guys force me to play.”

”You still wouldn’t be as good as them.”

You frowned, “I already know that, but you don’t always have to say the truth.”

Ushijima couldn’t help himself when he looked back up at you, something in your tone bothering him. And the pout and look in your eyes really bothered him for some reason. But he didn’t like being the cause of it and he really wanted to see it leave your face.

“Fine,” he gave in. He watched as your face instantly lit up, a smile gracing your features and it admittedly made him feel weirder than when you were upset.

You flipped off the top bunk to Ushijima’s bed and threw your arms around his shoulders in a hug, “Thank you Waka-kun~” you sang.

And Tendou grinned from ear to ear, watching as Ushijima’s face tinted the lightest of pinks.

——

“You’re late,” Ushijima grunted as he watched you burst through the gym doors, trying to catch your breath.

”I know!” You panted, “I got held up by a teacher.” You said, throwing your bag to the ground. You made your way over to Ushijima who was previously practicing by himself as he waited. “Now, you can’t be mean remember, this is just for fun. It’s not like I’m gonna be using this in any actual tournaments, this is just to shut the team up the next time they make fun of me for sucking at volleyball.”

He nodded and the two of you started.

You quickly figured out that playing volleyball with Ushijima was very different than when you’d play with Tendou. Tendou was always goofing around and joking with you but with Ushijima he was unsurprisingly very serious, so it was up to you to lighten the mood. But you had to admit he was a pretty good teacher and kept the rude comments to a minimum, which was a feat on its own because he very rarely censored himself and you knew you weren’t doing to well.

It was well into the hour when shit finally hit the fan.

Ushijima asked you to toss him the ball to demonstrate him hitting a spike. So you did and as usual because of his strong spikes, the ball ended up rolling off, landing by your bag on the other side of the gym.

You offered to go get it, and in hindsight you really wished you did. But Ushijima said it was fine and went off to grab the ball.

When he went to pick it up, he noticed the zipper of your bag was opened and something inside caught his eye. He glanced back at you to see you looking down at your phone, before he brought his attention back to the object and pulled it out. His eyebrows furrowed.

It was a pill bottle and the label told him they were heat suppressants. But that wasn’t what caught his eye.

The date said they were prescribed about a month ago and the bottle was already three quarters gone.

He stood up straight and turned, “What are these?” He called out to you, making you look up.

You furrowed your eyebrows, “Idiot, are you going through my bag? Put those back and get back over here.” You rolled your eyes.

He only listened to half of what you said as he held the bottle and walked back, “(L/N)-chan, what is this?”

You looked at him confusedly, “They’re heat suppressants or did you forget that I’m an omega and go through heats?”

”More than half of them are gone.”

You faltered, realizing he checked the date on them. But you played it cool and shrugged, “So?”

”It’s dangerous to have that many suppressants in a month.”

You rolled your eyes, “What? Are you suddenly an omega now? They’re my pills, I can use them how I want.”

You could see Ushijima getting frustrated now, “The side effects of this many can be harmful to your body.”

”I’m fine— I’m more than fine. I haven’t had to go through a heat in a while and I’ve been functioning just the same, only it’s better now because I don’t have to deal with heats.”

He furrowed his eyebrows, “What do you mean by ‘a while’?” He asked worried to hear just how long you were putting your body through this. Suppressants were meant to make heats easier, not stop them all together.

“Nothing, it really doesn’t matter,” you said in an attempt to brush it off.

”How long (L/N)-chan?”

You clenched your jaw, looking down at the ground, not answering.

”How long,” his voice became darker and firmer.

You hated it but when he used that tone, you found it difficult to deny, “A....a year.” You muttered.

Ushijima’s eyes widened in shock and horror, and it was probably the most emotion you’ve ever seen from him, “You missed four heats?”

”Well.... yeah.”

”You can’t do that to your body—“

”Why not?” You snapped, looking up at him, “It’s my body isn’t it? And my heats are my business. I’ve been completely fine up till now anyway.”

”What about your next heat? You have to have one eventually and if you’ve missed four, your next heat will be unbearable.”

”That’s only for some people,” you scoffed, “I could be completely fine.”

”And if you’re not? You don’t have a mate.”

”Why do you even care!” You huffed.

”Because—“ you’re my omega.

Ushijima completely stopped as the thought popped in his head. He was caught so off guard by that he forgot his argument.

But he did his best to compose himself before stating, “I’m keeping these.”

You scowled, “Like hell you are!” You yelled before leaping for the pill bottle, but he just held it over his head and out of your reach. You grabbed his arm and tried to pull it down but he would barely budge, “Ushijima this isn’t funny!” You yelled out in anger and slight panic.

He ignored the slight sting he felt at hearing his last name, but he didn’t give in, “This is for your own good.”

”Fuck my own good! I need those pills— I can’t go through another heat!”

”You’re an omega,” he snapped, “You can’t keep pretending you’re an alpha. Heats are necessary, learn your place already.”

And there were those words you absolutely despised, ‘learn your place’.

You blinked back the frustrated tears, “I’m leaving,” you scoffed. And with that you quickly ran out, grabbing your bag and leaving a very pissed off alpha behind you.

—

Tendou had no idea how things could get so screwed up the one time he got you two alone together.

You ended up avoiding Ushijima at all costs and Ushijima being who he was was definitely not going to approach you first when he believed he was right.

But Tendou could only handle so much of this stupid fight before trying to convince the two of you to make up.

But you said you’d only forgive him if he gave you your pills back and Ushijima said he wasn’t going to. So when Tendou got you to swear to Ushijima that you’d use them properly was he then able to sway Ushijima into giving them back.

So he did and you forgave him.

Of course there was still some resentment and animosity about the whole thing, but after a couple weeks things were back to normal more or less.

That was until that inevitable day approached.

You hadn’t come to class which wasn’t unusual because you liked to skip every once in a while, so Ushijima and Tendou didn’t think much of it at first.

That was until they overheard a conversation between two omegas not too far from them.

”The entire history hallway literally smells like omega.” The one girl complained.

”Really?” Her friend asked, “What happened.”

She shrugged, “Dunno. I think some omega went into heat, but my god is it strong. I think they locked themselves in a supply closet, there’s a group of as alphas just outside the door.”

”I feel kinda bad. We should tell someone to go help them. Do we know who the omega is?”

”Everyone’s pretty sure it’s (L/N) since the scent is pretty citrusy. Her roommate also told me she takes suppressants like they’re candy so it makes sense.”

Suddenly Ushijima had stood up. Tendou looked up at the alpha with a questioning gaze, but as he watched him just head straight for the door, a grin grew on his face as he knew where this was headed.

—

You were a mess as you hid away inside the supply closet. The heat had randomly hit you out of no where without a single warning. The most you were able to do was quickly lock yourself in the closet. And now you were left trembling in a curled up ball in the corner of the room.

You were hot everywhere and covered in a layer of sweat. Your chest rose and fell in breathy pants and the uncomfortable pool of wetness in your panties was getting really distracting.

And on top of all that, there was a group of alphas just outside calling out to you. You couldn’t make out what they were saying because of how overwhelmed you felt but their scents were definitely accelerating the heat.

And dread filled you at the thought of Ushijima being right. All four heats that you missed just hit you all at once.

This was the most helpless you’ve ever felt.

...Then you smelled it.

A scent far more overpowering than the alphas scents combined. And a scent you knew all to well. Heavy and woody— a scent that made your head spin and squeeze your legs together as a broken whimper left your throat.

The others had scattered in fear, soon leaving you alone with Ushijima Wakatoshi’s scent.

Ushijima walked in, easily breaking the lock. His gaze was intense as usual but there was also something else in his eyes as he found you curled up on the ground of the supply closet, in heat.

And even in the presence of an omega in a heat extreme as yours, Ushijima showed an incredible display over his instincts as he barely seemed bothered by it. The only thing that gave him away was how his breathing slowed, taking in deeper breaths as what was probably the prettiest and most mouth watering scent he ever smelled flooded his senses.

His presence commanded the area and the air reeked of his scent, and as tough as you were, even you fell weak to the presence of an alpha while in heat— and the so called alpha of alphas no less.

Your legs were squeezed tight as you buried your face in your knees, covering your nose from his scent.

”(L/N),” he said, voice deep and a touch of anger in it.

You whimpered, trying to fight back the tears that threatened to fall.

”Waka-kun,” your voice came out weak, broken, and muffled, it had even made Ushijima falter for a second, uneasy seeing you act so helpless. “I-I can’t— I can’t do this,” you shook your head, the tears running down your face now. “I-it’s barely even started and— and th-this feels worse than m-my worst heat.” You sniffled, body trembling and shaking now.

”I told you not to take those suppressants.”

A broken moan came out after hearing his rumbling voice and you squeezed your legs tighter— how embarrassing.

In truth, Ushijima greatly disliked seeing you like this, especially after developing such a fondness over the tough and fiery omega that used to drive him mad (and still does from time to time.) But there was still something he greatly enjoyed with seeing how submissive you were being in front of him— as long as he was the only one that got to see you like this. So what you said next, sparked something in him.

”D...do y-you know an a-alpha that... can help?” Your words were broken up with sobs and stifled moans.

And a strong sense of possessiveness washed over him at the thought of another alpha possibly aiding you through this heat.

”That won’t be necessary,” he spoke curtly, “Stand up,” he said, walking forward.

You clamped your hand tighter over your nose, suffocating on his scent, and you shook your head furiously, “I-I don’t know if I c-can—“

”Stand,” and there was no arguing with the Alpha tone in his voice, your body wouldn’t let you.

So on trembling knees you shakily stood up, holding your breath as you used the wall for support as you leaned against it.

Something wild was overtaking Ushijima’s senses at seeing how fragile and delicate you looked, and he stalked forward, eyes heavy with an intense gaze on you.

And he was now in front of you as you stared down at the ground, waiting for what he’d do next as you tried your best to stay composed by attempting to ignore his presence.

Suddenly, he raised his hand to cup your jaw, his other hand gripping your wrist to pull it away from your nose. And the absolute predatorial look in his eyes would’ve knocked you to your knees if the wall wasn’t there to support you.

He stroked your cheek with his thumb, wiping a tear away. “From tonight onwards you’re mine.” He growled before lifting your jaw up further.

You moaned at that and quickly nodded, “I-I’m yours.”

”I don’t care if you always want to fight back as long as you understand that right now, I’m in charge.” He said as his thumb traced your bottom lip before tugging down on it. And the second after you nodded, he crashed his lips against yours in a bruising kiss.

Your resolve immediately crumbled and you easily melted into the kiss, collapsing into him. A cry left your lips which was promptly swallowed by Ushijima. Your arms wrapped around his neck tightly as you tried rutting against his thigh. But he quickly grabbed ahold of your hips, stilling you.

You whined into his mouth, “Please Waka-kun.”

”Patience,” he commanded, making you quickly shut your mouth. “I’m going to take care of you,” and with that he picked you up.

He walked with you in his arms through the deserted hallway, making his way towards the dormitories, specifically his.

And as he walked through the school building, classes having been just let out, he ignored the stares and stunned silence from his peers as they gawked at the sight of the Alpha of Shiratorizawa Academy walking with the little annoying omega of the school in his arms, who was clearly in heat.

But right now all that was on his mind was getting you back to his dorm safely so he could spend the next how ever many days fucking you until all you could possibly remember was his name.

Ushijima unlocked his dorm door, seeing an already grinning Tendou sitting upon his bed, “Well didn’t this work out nicely?” He teased.

”Tendou I need the—“

He raised his hands in surrender, “I know, I know,” he said getting up, his eyes landing on you for a second, “Definitely a sight I never thought I’d see,” he mused at seeing you so submissive in Ushijima’s arms, before practically singing, “Have fun~” on his way out.

Ushijima kicked the door shut before walking over to his bed and dropping you on it. You were sprawled out on your back, absolutely breathless.

His own breathing was beginning to become more and more labored as your heat was pushing him into a rut.

”You’re going to behave?” He asked.

You nodded, a mewl escaping your lips as you rubbed your thighs together.

”Use your words.”

”Y-yes alpha,” you managed to get out, a glint reaching his eye at the title.

”Good. Now....bare your neck.”

You scrambled to do as he said, and a slight smirk grazed his lips at the sight, a sense of pride, similar to when he won tournaments, washed over him.

You kneeled up on your knees, titling your head to the side for him.

He smiled, cupping the side of your face, before leaning down to mark you.

So yes, Ushijima would put up with your fiery attitude and need to go against everything everyone tells you to do, as long as he’d be the one to get to see you like this.

Because for the first time since he’s known you.

You were finally listening.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #ushijima #omegaverse #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #omegaverse au #a/b/o fanfic #a/b/o #alpha #beta #omega #alpha beta omega #alpha!ushijima #alpha!ushijima wakatoshi #omega!reader #haikyuu omegaverse #hq!! omegaverse

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rose-lord-of-simps · 3 years

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ok oml 1. that was awsome sbsnsgs and 2.

if ypu do seriiida, since you introduced me to it and its been living in my brain rent free since, fhe "falling asleep on the other's shoulder"? ( or kiribaku if you dont write for seroiida bcuz otp snsbndbsdm)

Prompt: 22. falling asleep on the other’s shoulder on the touching prompt list

Ship: seroiida (Sero Hanta x Iida Tenya)

I should probably update the my hero list of characters I write for to be more specific. But yes I 100% write for this ship! Bro another rare pair I found recently was Jirou x Deku and I kinda like it!

Note: I’m aware Denki doesn’t actually have a TV in his room, we’re gonna pretend.

Characters are their current in anime canonical ages. (Cuz this is pure fluff and I felt like it.)

Game Night

Being the class representative had its perks.

For example, it looked great to potential hero agencies and it was basically a continuous hall pass.

However being class rep also meant that when you had to choose between staying a little late at a class rep meeting or being on time to meeting your boyfriend, the former would always have to win. And Iida despised it.

He tried to schedule his time with his boyfriend around when the meetings start and end but sometimes something held him back later than expected or forced him to go earlier.

Not a day went by when Iida Tenya wasn’t thankful for his boyfriend being understanding about it.

But now Iida finally had a moment to breath and all he wanted to do was go see his beloved.

Iida was, once again, late to meeting his boyfriend that day but neither could be more happy when he finally showed.

“Iida! Quick kiss your boyfriend and distract him for me!”

“Not my fault you’re bad at this game Denki.”

Tonight was the bi weekly annual game night for the bakusquad and ever since Iida Tenya started dating the one and only Sero Hanta, he’d been invited.

Every. Week.

Since Iida joined them, their game nights ended earlier and no one stayed in another’s dorm room past curfew. But the bakusquad didn’t mind because sometimes Iida would kick Bakugou’s ass in Mario Kart and it was funny.

“Hey babe!”

Sero has just won another game and Kaminari was passing the controller to the next challenger as Iida plopped himself, gracefully, next to his beloved video game champion.

Iida’s voice was tired and quiet when he sat down.

“Hello my beloved”

Sero casually slipped himself into Iida’s lap, relaxing against his boyfriend. Normally Iida would say that this “isn’t proper young hero conduct” but right now he just wanted to hold his boyfriend close to his chest. So he did.

“Want me to sit out a round?”

Tenya was very tempted to say yes, just so his boyfriend wouldn’t move around too much while he was holding on, but he also wanted to hear his boyfriend’s tone get half an octave higher when he wins another game.

“No it’s fine, you keep playing, I’ll watch.”

“Okay babes.”

And with the controller in Mina’s hands- “you’re going down off brand spider man!-“ and a kiss to Tenya’s cheek, Hanta was playing another round of whatever 1v1 fighter game was on the small tv in Denki’s room.

Tenya could feel how wonderfully relaxed the handsome “off brand spider man” in his arms was and fed off that energy, resting his head on Hanta’s shoulder.

Tenya’s eyes closed for what he thought to be a moment but what Hanta quickly realized was going to be for as long as they stayed there.

Tenya Iida, class representative of the one and only rowdy class 1A had fallen asleep with his head against the shoulder and arms around of one of the biggest trouble makers in the bakusquad, Sero Hanta.

One thing that would always surprise Hanta was his lover’s ability to sleep, even a little, anywhere he was if he let himself. That didn’t stop Hanta from thinking he was adorable.

For the rest of the evening Hanta tried to stay as still as he could for his sleeping boyfriend. Mina and Denki tried to draw on Iida’s face but Sero threatened to tape them to the ceiling if they tried.

Hanta knew how much Tenya needed the rest.

So he let the handsome boy on his back just hold him and nap a little.

Tenya always had to be responsible and take care of everyone.

Hanta made it his mission to make sure Tenya knew how precious he was by taking care of him wherever he could.

————

Whew! I’m trying to get my requests done. Hope you like this! Sorry it took a while!

#mutuals request!#rose does a promp list #seroiida #sero hanta #sero x iida #iida x sero #iida tenya #boku no hero academia #boku no hero academia iida tenya #boku no hero academia sero hanta #my hero academia sero #my hero academia iida #iidasero #my hero fluff #boku no hero academia fluff #my hero academia fluff

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txdoroki · 4 years

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bookshop

hey this is kinda just a silly thing i had an idea i liked for :P hope y’all like it!! <3

warnings: anGERING BCUZ OF HOW SLOW IT GOES

words: 3k

pairing: bakugou x reader

unedited!!

gn reader

desc: you work at a quaint book shop, and one morning meet an explosive college student. once again it’s so much better than how it sounds T-T i swear it’s so good bYE

no quirks

ik this seems a lot like the overused “meet your lover at a coffee shop” trope but i swear it isn’t like that I SWEAr

A/N: this was so fun to write but it is annoyingly slow </3 also in this bakugou is rich as fuck and for wHAT. he’s loaded as crap

i might make a part 2 but i’m not sure yet considering this was rlly tiring,, would y’all like that or would it be a waste? :/

HERE IT ISSSS @babymilkawa

you groaned as your alarm went off way too early, the sun that shone through your curtains getting into your eyes. you rubbed at your eyes, trying to shake off the sleep that dazed your mind.

the weekend went by too fast, and you wished you could sleep for just another five minutes. you struggled to keep your eyes open, the comfort of your bed willing you to sleep. to skip work for the day.

you were totally exhausted, having spent the weekend helping your co-worker, eijirou, unpack boxes at his apartment, on top of working on your classes. i mean, you loved to help people, but man, was it tiring.

after a few minutes of checking things on your phone, you sleepily walked to your bathroom and ran water over your face, hoping it’d help you wake up. you loved your job, you really did, but the hours? absolute hell. who the crap goes to a book shop at 7 in the morning? no clue.

you pulled one of your friend’s old sweatshirts over your head, taking a moment to fix your bedhead as well. you slipped on some sweatpants, and shrugged at yourself in your full-length mirror. you felt like crap, your entire body heavy and your blinks slow. it’s like your body was trying to put itself to sleep, even while standing.

once you were happy with your appearance for the day, you texted eijirou to let him know you were ready. he usually picked you up drove you both to work, since you had the same shifts.

a few minutes later he knocked on your apartment door, and when you swung it open, he had his signature wide grin on his face. he was holding two coffees, and you couldn’t help but smile as well, your bad mood from lack of sleep disappearing.

“hey eiji,” you smiled, taking one of the coffees from his hands and holding it close to your face, taking a deep breath of the homey scent. the smell made your stomach growl, and you both laughed at the sound.

“hungry, eh? well, i mean i have a granola bar,” kirishima shuffled around in his bag, eventually pulling out two granola bars.

“of course you do,” you smiled, happily chomping the snack. he was the definition of the mom friend, and such a sweetheart.

after you talked with him for a few minutes, you both walked to his car and drove to the shop that was a mile or two away.

you looked out of the window while he drove, and you both were sitting pretty much silently. you appreciated how you could just chill and appreciate each other’s company without communicating a bunch.

when you got there, there was a blonde guy standing in front of the doors.

“hey, bakubro, what’re you doing here?” kirishima and you walked up to him. when he turned to face you, you were confused as to why he looked so pissed off. he looked like he didn’t know how to smile.

“tch, i was going to look for a shitty book to buy, but no one was fucking here,”

“you know that we open at 7:15 right?” you smiled,

“and it’s 7:16 right now, dumbass,” ‘bakubro’ glared at you, “you’re late,”

“by a min-” you started saying, but were interrupted by kirishima.

“you’re right, well you can come look inside now,” he took a key out of his pocket and unlocked the front door with it, stepping inside of the shop with you and the blonde following.

you took your place behind the counter as kirishima tidied up the shop. he straightened the books and fixed anything that was out of place, while you just stood behind the counter and watched the blonde.

it was like he was entrancing, his spiky blonde hair and his piercing red eyes glaring at the books in front of him.

“sir, do you need help finding what you’re looking for?” you smiled at him when you noticed he was in the shop for nearly half an hour already, staring at the lines and lines of books.

“tch no, i can find it myself,” he grumbled, not even looking your way.

you rolled your eyes and turned to eijirou when you overheard him chuckle. he was standing near gardening books section, flipping through one of the books.

“what is it?” you raised an eyebrow, tapping a made-up rhythm lightly in the wooden counter you were standing behind.

“bakugou, isn’t this the kind of cactus you tried to raise,” he turned the book towards the blonde.

“shut up, shitty hair. quit bringing that up,”

eijirou just smiled and shook his head, turning back towards the shelf and sliding it back to its place.

you yawned, boredom filling the air as bakugou looked through the books and kirishima tended to the shelves.

you wished someone would come in soon, maybe one of your regulars or someone new. you weren’t a fan of there only being one customer in the store in the first place, but him being a bitch wasn’t much of a help either.

“have you seen that really nice green haired regular recently? i feel like he hasn’t came by in a while,” you yelled to kirishima.

“uhh, haha, no, i heard he um... moved?”

“moved?”

“yup,”

“why does it matter what happened to him, deku is a nerd anyways,” bakugou growled as he flipped through one of the many books he had in his arms.

you shrugged in his direction and walked to the back, hoping there’d be something to do that was helpful for the store. you felt like you were wasting time, but didn’t know what you should do. there were no customers, no spills, nothing out of order.

you decided to fix some of the directions, and chose to start on the paintings and vines that covered the wall. the store really was homey, you loved it. you could spend all day there, either as a customer or a worker.

it felt safe and sound, unlike most of the city that surrounded you.

“hey, dingbat, come here,” bakugou was now standing next to the register, and you glared at him, the heaviness of anger starting to gather in your chest.

dingbat? the fuck???

“be nice to y/n, they’re chill,” kirishima swatted at the air, shaking his head.

“nope, anyways, i need to check out, so fucking come here,”

“no, sir, you can choose to be nice and then talk to me,” you smiled at him and turned back to the decorations you were working on. sure you were a worker, but you weren’t going to help out a shithead.

“it’s your fucking job, come here,”

“y/n, i’m sorry, but do you mind checking him out? he’s got class soon,” kirishima smiled at you weakly, his stare basically a plead on its own.

you huffed and walked to the register, silently glaring as you handed bakugou the receipt and the two books he bought.

“took you long enough, damn,”

“what is your damn problem?” you scowled, “i haven’t done shit to you and you’re being an asshole,”

“y/n, don’t-” kirishima held his hand out.

“quit being in the fucking way then, see you later, kirishima,” he grabbed the stuff from your hands and walked out of the store onto the sidewalk, the door slamming behind him.

your decorations that you were putting up fell down, and you sighed. you took a step back and pouted when you realized you’d have to start over.

“i’m sorry, y/n, i know he is really stres-”

“he doesn’t need your excuses, it’s fine, eiji,” you smiled and nodded at him.

the rest of the day was spent with both of you cracking jokes at each other and tending to the customers. every now and then you’d rate their outfits once they left, and it was sort of entertaining to say the least. it was fun to see the little additions people would add to their outfits, not meant for others to specifically notice. like a chain on their pants, or a feather on their hat.

all other people had entire backstories, ones you would never get the pleasure of knowing. this didn’t usually bother you, and it never really has before, but you couldn’t deny the curiosity that seemed to tear at you about bakugou’s.

his couldn’t seem to leave your mind. what was his childhood like? was he always like this? what set the way for his personality? what were his parents like? was he single..?

“i wonder if he’s single,” you muttered to yourself as you swept. your actions stopped for a moment, and you wanted to throw up. did you actually just say that out loud?

“what was that, y/n?” kirishima looked up from his phone, a confused smile on his face. you hoped he didn’t hear you. although he did

“oh nothing, sorry!” you smiled back at him, and went back to sweeping. you turned away from him, hoping the heat that covered your cheeks wasn’t visible.

“alright,”

the rest of your day went by quickly, and by the time you got home, you were exhausted. you snuggled with one of your fluffiest pillows on your couch once you’d changed into your pjs, and you smiled. the smooth fabric of your couch felt calming to your sore joints, and it only added to your comfort.

before you knew it, you had fell asleep, but a knock on your door shook you from your slumber.

“hey, y/n, do you mind if i come in real quick?” you heard the familiar voice of your coworker from outside of your door, and you yelled a sleepy ‘go ahead’ before closing your eyes again.

you slowly opened your eyes when you heard a second pair of footsteps enter your apartment, and you were confused to see the blonde from earlier standing in your doorway.

“are you alright? it’s only six o’clock, and you were asleep?” eijirou walked over to you and sat next to you on your couch for a moment.

“yeah, sorry, i was just... just um sleepy,” you sat up and leaned into one of the arms of your couch for support, rubbing your eyes. you turned back towards the figure in your doorway, “what’s he doing here?”

“am i not allowed to tag along with my fucking friend?” bakugou growled, but neither one of you acknowledged him.

“sorry, was just coming to get some sugar! i ran out, and we are gonna be making cookies! see ya later, y/n!”

you waved as they both left your apartment, and easily went back to sleep. your dreams were nothing but blackness, and none were memorable when you woke up a few hours later.

over the next few weeks, you began to see bakugou more and more. he would come by the show every morning, dropping by to say hello to kirishima before he’d walk out of the door. you weren’t exactly sure why he’d come by every. single. day., sometimes he didn’t even buy something, only caring to say hi to eijirou.

you’d love to say that he went to see you, but you really doubted that was the case. i mean, he rarely ever said hello back whenever you’d greet him back, so it was implied he only cared for seeing kiri.

no matter what he’d say to you or rather what he didn’t say, he still occupied your mind constantly. you wondered about him a lot, not in a creepy way. you just really found him interesting... okay?????

after around three weeks after your first encounter with him, he greeted you back for the first time.

“oh, hey, y/n, right?” he turned to you with a blank face, not very common since he seemed to always be scowling at whoever he was speaking with.

“yep, what do you want?” you nodded towards where bakugou was standing near you next to the baking books, and kirishima raised an eyebrow.

“are you any good at cooking? i need to make cupcakes but kirishima here makes shit ones,”

kirishima chuckled, “he isn’t wrong, go ahead, y/n,”

“um, yeah i like to bake, when are you free?” you tried to hide the blush that covered your face.

“a bit obsessed with me, are ya?” he smirked as you began shouting.

“huh?? am not, you’re the one who-”

“oi shut it, dingbat, i’ll come pick you up from this shit job how’s that work?”

kirishima just stood where he had been, staring at you both with wide eyes. he’d never seen bakugou offer to pick anyone up whatsoever before. especially not to spend time with them.

once he left, it was like time chose to go by slower than ever. you checked the clock that hung above the doorway ever so often, and would quietly groan at how much longer it’d be until you got to make those damned cupcakes.

you decided to keep yourself busy with cleaning up in the back of the store, restocking the shelves and tidying up the stacked up books that sat collecting dust.

“y/n,” kirishima called for you, his voice somewhat muffled by the shut door that separated you both.

you walked to him, and smiled at the man who was standing in the doorway.

“quit staring and c’mon, we don’t have much time, dumbass,” he frowned and beckoned for you to come over, you hurried to grab your purse.

“aren’t we driving kirishima too.?” you cocked your head when he began to take off out of the shop. he paused and rolled his eyes, shaking his head and continuing to walk across the street once more.

the drive to his apartment was filled with you talking about whatever and him finding various ways to insult it, although his gaze wasn’t filled with the same amount of sharpness as usual.

you decided not to say anything about it, not wanting it to cease. you were honestly enjoying yourself, even though he was being sort of a dick. it wasn’t exactly unlike him to be one, though.

after around ten minutes of the conversation flowing like water, he parked in front of a bougie looking tall apartment complex. just from looking outside, you could see the wall-length windows and the impressive chandeliers that hung inside the building. you felt small, your apartment certainly not comparable to this.

he scoffed when he saw your wowed expression, and silently took your hand. this would’ve been romantic if he wasn’t using it to drag you inside. the pace he was leading you both at left you panting by the time you got to his door, and your arm was sore from how harshly he was pulling and swerving you around the hallways.

when you took your first step into his apartment, your entire body began to feel light. his apartment didn’t match his firey personality whatsoever, and it was absolutely stunning. astonishing countertops and a double oven added to his impressively sized kitchen. sparkling crystal animals covered one of the shelves nearby the tv. just by looking at the entry way, you loved his apartment.

his apartment was flawless, and it didn’t even seem like an apartment. it had a generous amount of space, and you wondered how he could afford this as a college student. you decided to let the curiosity drop, it’d be rude to ask about his wealth anyways..

“y/n, quit staring at my shit and hurry the fuck over here,” bakugou grumbled, stirring you from your thoughts.

you nodded and walked over to him, smiling at the ingredients that littered his kitchen island. these were gonna be some good cupcakes.

“what fla-”

“funfetti, duh,”

you chuckled, and examined the extra sprinkles that he had bought. they looked amazing. and expensive.

you both chatted as you started the cupcakes, since he was bossy and so were you, you decided that it’d be better to do separate jobs. he was in charge of making the cupcakes while you were “doing the shitty icing, better not fuck it up” in bakugou’s words.

you worked on the icing and tried to hold back your giggles at bakugou’s cursing when he realized he forgot to add the sugar.

“god fucking damnit now i have to redo these fucking cupcakes,” he groaned, pulling the now scrapped cupcake tray out of the oven with absolutely no care, shooting you a frown when you commented on how he was gonna burn himself if he kept being that reckless.

“shoulda paid attention,” you stuck your tongue out, a wide smile brightening up your face.

“fucking shut it, dingbat,”

“WHY WON’T YOU STOP CALLING ME DINGBAT,” you shouted, although still being careful to stir the icing at the correct pace. you weren’t about to mess up an easy job, hell no!

after a few hours of you both baking in harmony, you flopped down on his leather couch, resting one of your arms over your forehead as you stared up at the ceiling.

“i have a baking night every week with kiri, if you wanna come,” bakugou came up next to you and muttered, and you weren’t sure if he even wanted you to. i mean, you barely could hear him.

he handed you a rag to wipe your hands on, and sat down next to you.

“can i?” you widely smiled at him, hoping he still wanted you to.

“why the fuck would i tell you about it if not,” he scoffed, and you giggled.

you shrugged, and around half an hour later he drove you home for the night.

you had a tupperware of cupcakes resting on the counter next to your fridge when you went to bed that night, although the memories that came with them were seated next to your mind. the small chuckles you would manage to pull from him replaying in your mind as you stared happily at your ceiling.

you sure were looking forward to the next weekend.

taglist: @todoroki-shoto-is-life @frxggie

#bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou fanfiction #bakugou katsuki #soft bakugou #mha x reader #m.favs #mha bakugou #mha kirishima #baker bakugou #this took so long

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bioethicists · 3 years

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heyyyyy I'm currently dipping my toes into the field of bioethics while in undergrad and I'm? in love with it

I was just wondering what your educational path was like and how it led to your current job (if at all)?

oh yeah! um so technically what i study is not exactly bioethics insofar as bioethics tends to be more focused on the ethics of individual medical decisions or the ethics of the use of biomedical technology (e.g who gets what organ, ethics of gene replication, ethics of CRISPR, etc). what i study is more critical medical anthropology which focuses on the role that institutional and systemic power play in the definition, treatment, and rhetoric of illness. i mostly keep my url because it's become my brand and it's close enough 😂

i studied pure ethics for my associate's degree (like the old ethical philosophers) and then i studied crit med anthro and social epidemiology for my bachelor's. if you are interested in the social issues and power issues pertaining to the actual definition/classification/concepts in medicine or science, i suggest taking classes in medical anthropology + sociology of science. if you're interested in the ethical issues within the field but not necessarily with the underlying epistemological beliefs, i suggest medical ethics + ethics of science stuff!

i started doing critical med anthro because, since i read asylums by irving goffman at age like 16, i was looking for the academic field that could help me make sense of the way that institutional power + systems of violence were used to traumatize and abuse me in psychiatric hospitals as a child. i felt a deep belief that something was wrong with the very systems and ideologies that resulted in my abuse, rather than seeing it as a one off "bad experience", as most of my peers and providers believed. i cycled through many different spaces (medical ethics then bioethics then social epidemiology then crit med anthro and now mad liberation/anti-psychiatry) to find an academic space that was writing about and investigating what i knew to be true based on my own lived experiences.

i started focusing on substance use bcuz it allows me to apply these principles and do the sort of liberatory work i needed to be done as a child while maintaining a certain degree of apartness- while my family is deeply touched by substance use, i myself don't have traumas or institutional abuse attached to my own personal substance use. further, i feel like substance use is a space where the failures of neoliberal biomedical knowledges + the abuse of biopower is particularly clear and pressing.

i graduated and then did some "sub use prevention" work via americorps in a hospital close to my wife's college, then i leveraged that experience to work as a care coordinator (basically a case worker). i probably would not be able to do what i do if it weren't for masshealth's stinginess necessitating that they find ppl willing to do work normally relegated to msws but for bachelor's level pay. personally, i don't intend to get an msw unless it is incidental in the progress of obtaining a phd because i want systemic, radical change and the state shackles social workers in that regard- i'm actually lucky that i'm not an msw because i have fewer regulations and barriers to providing care to others (for example, i don't have to diagnose anyone in order to be compensated for helping them)

i'm currently in the process of applying for phd programs and you kind of do need a phd or at least a master's in order to conduct research in the field- you COULD do it grassroots but the degrees/universities kick open doors to funding + connections with other academics + job security + access to clinical environments for research etc etc. depending on where you live, you can find work as a community health worker for pretty little experience as long as you're willing to be compensated like shit lmao.

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letters-from-eros · 4 years

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Hiiii! I love your page and uh, is wondering if you can make either a Bakugou or Shouto (whoever you're more comfortable writing) fic where their girlfriend is amazing at singing/dancing and is super sweet and nice but then one day they were given a task to teach other students and it's just [+100 strictness] [+100 anger] [+100 seriousness] like 'oh you didn't put your arm 90° up to the air? Do it again.' 'Oh you practiced 5 hours yesterday? Cool, next time practice up to 8 hours bcuz you still suck.'

Hope you doin well!❤ And tysm if you ever do my request!

A/N: Hello!! Thank you so much for your kind words, they mean so much to me! I can relate to this request because I can get angrily passionate about the things I really like and my patience has to potential to get cut in half! I went with Todo for this one since I have written anything for him in a while!

Pairing: Shouto Todoroki x Reader

Form: Oneshot.

Genre: Fluff.

Warnings: There's like.. One curse word.

Snap, Snap, People!

All aspiring heroes have that one thing.. That one thing that sets them off into a passionate frenzy. Whether it be hero work like Deku and Katsuki or a certain aspect of their quirk and past, like Todoroki.

For you? It was dance. Dancing was something you primarily kept to yourself, but it was far from a secret. It was something that ran through your veins whether you liked it or not. It flowed all the way to the battlefield where your movements would be precise and graceful, looking as though it was choreographed amongst the many crazy and sporadic fighters 1A accommodated.

Shouto knew of such fact, of course. He took pleasure in knowing all the small details on you. He never saw you actually dance, though, it was a topic you would bashfully deny with an embarrassed smile, something he found absolutely adorable. That being said, he never pushed you to show him but the fact that you were still a dancer never went forgotten.

Up until the school festival, no one knew that Y/n L/n, the sweetest girl that always had a smile gracing her face, a nice tone hanging from her words.. The same person who has gotten to class late on so many occassions because she was trying to get a cat out of a tree could turn into a raging dancing beast with patience as thin as hair and a tongue that dripped venom.

"Who are you and what did you do to our Y/n?" Was a question everyone wanted to ask when they first were getting instructed under your strict ruling but they all were too scared to.

Even Bakugo was intimidated. To a (hidden) degree, of course.

In contrast, Shouto was more neutral, as always, if not a little curious. This was the first time he's seen this side of you. It was new, sure, but Todoroki was nothing if he is not resilient. It was far from his first time dealing with tough, overbearing teachers. Compared to his past experiences, this was nothing but a pinch on the cheek.

"The hell is wrong with you all?! You can fight villains but you can't hit a single beat?!" Your yelling was loud and jarring, Shouto was dazed.

"Speak for yourself, you extra!" Katsuki clapped back, the only one who could find courage to speak, which didn't shock anyone. Katsuki had slightly stumbled over his words, anyone who knew his speech patterns knows he doesn't call anyone in his class an "extra." The insult was forced, as a way to protect any pride that could be left.

"Go shove an explosion up your ass, you anger fueled, arrhythmic bastard. If you want to stomp about this stage blindly, do it when I'm not looking."

Has...

Has anyone ever spoken to him like that?

Everyone's expressions were priceless, including Katsuki's (who was speechless for the first time in his life.)

Silence overtook the gym you all were practicing in, a dazed shock

It was an understatement to say that a lot of thoughts were running through Todoroki's head. Things were going on so quickly, and he was usually one who could cope with that perfectly but when things were being set in motion by his usual calm girlfriend, nothing seemed to add up. No matter how hard he tried.

"I'm getting water, practice the steps I showed you all," Your voice was slightly hoarse from yelling as you spoke and turned to go get something to soothe your throat.

You had cooked everyone alive with harsh words, it didn't seem like you. But no one could say that the harsh words didn't summon some form of improvement albeit after Deku stopped crying from being overwhelmed and insulted.

Jarring, the only word that would possibly define such a flabbergasting situation.

"M-Maybe y-you should talk to her, Todoroki," Deku stuttered out, it was no surprised he was shaken up, he was only used to Katsuki's verbal abuse. Yours was on a different level... They were insults that sounded professional and true.

Shouto slightly nodded and thought about the last what? 3 straight hours of practicing a fraction of the set? His– and probably everyone else's bodies ached. No one, except for you was used to such strict practice routines.

He was the only one who hadn't recieved your wrath, and it was obvious there was some form of bias there. He wasn't partial to all your reprimanding, though, having been called out on most of his short comings albeit a little.. softer. More of your usual self slipping through. It was comforting for that to be the case, it showed that your niceness wasn't some facade that hid this beast of a dance instructor.

Todoroki blinked before looking your way, seeing you take a long sip out of your water bottle. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Uraraka giving a highly pleading look. "Please calm her down" was the only thing that could be read from the begging look. It was something that snatched him from overanalyzing the situation. Todoroki knew you best, everyone, including himself knew that. The probability of him not being able to say the right thing to calm you down was extremely low.

"Y/n," He called for your attention and your gaze was directed to him. Your eyes had the usual soft look full of love. Had you managed to calm yourself down?

"You are going really hard on everyone, and I think its about time we finished today's practice. We still have a few weeks before our concert," He explained, monotone and to the point, how he usually was.

"But the way everyone is now, there's no fixing it within a few weeks. Long practices help. We should just fix bad habits today, and then we can progress," So that was your mindset, huh? It wasn't completely rooted in the blind anger you showed your classmates.

"I don't think that's a good idea, love," He started slipping in one of his pet names. It was a pretty cheap trick to have you listen to him. "Not everyone is used to this work. You can't differentiate what's a 'bad habit' or something from the exhaustion."

The thing that ran through Shouto's veins was levelheaded thoughts and decisions. (although his spite against his father can blind that, sometimes.) Todoroki was perfect for letting you see things clearly from a good perspective. It made him a good confidant and a good, supportive partner.

"Ah.. You're right. Sorry for going so hard on you and everyone else! I guess my old dance teacher possessed me there for a sec!" A bashful smile and a small, cute chuckle complimented the apology that escaped your lips.

Shouto gave you a warm and soft pat on the head, smoothing out some stray hairs that escaped the uniform shape of your hair, a fond smile plastered on his face. This tooth achingly sweet personality, the occasional bashful moments was what he was completely whipped for. He knew he would grow to become whipped for your demanding and strict teaching methods, too. He couldn't see himself not loving every last piece of you and he'd be lying if he wasn't excited to see the slightly hidden new dimensions of yourself.

He loved you, that's all there was to it. Things that could be seen as "negatives" shone to highlight your indisputable positives. Even the things he has yet to learn about you, he can confidently say he loves. Your passion for dance? It could be said that its one of his favorite things about you, no matter how you might show your love for it.

#my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha x reader #mha #boku no hero academia x reader #mha x reader #my hero academia x reader #shouto todoroki #shoto todoroki #shouto x reader #shoto x reader #todoroki x reader #shouto todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #i dont know how i feel about this one. I dont think this will do well but its whatever.

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I'm back and with an idea i just had to share with you a fic with Alya knowing Lila was lying but wanted to knock Marinette down because he felt jealous and inferior to Marinette who had talent and headstart to her carreer and celebrity connections (she was still friends with her cuz Mari had a lot of perks )so she has an excuse to lash out her frustration and Mari calls her out saying Mari has been nothing but a good friend and she's been nothing but a bad person bcuz of her insecurites

Jealousy doesn’t become a hero

I very much prefer writing Lila and/or Bustier salt. But I hope this draft satisfies you.

When Volpina had been defeated, Marinette went to check the Ladyblog and was relieved to have found the interview deleted. Adrien must have informed Alya.

Imagine her surprise when Lila kept lying about her time with Achu. Despite her evidence, Alya dismissed it as jealousy.

Um...maybe Lila decided posing as her BFF was a bad idea and asked Alya to take the video down?

When Chameleon came about and was given the most embarrassing defeat of all time, Marinette sat watching Lila give her class a full-detail tall tale about how she rescued (defeated) her.

Then, struck by inspiration, Marinette went back to class, a triumphant air about her, her smirk barely repressed.

Adrien saw but shrugged it off. He figured Marinette realized Lila would get caught sooner or later. He joined her at the back later and soon their old seating arrangement was back.

That night, Alya was surprised when she heard a voice in her bedroom window.

“While I am glad that you don’t run after every akuma now, I hope you still check your sources, Alya.”

Alya turned and beamed. “Ladybug! What’s up? Do you need me for another Mission?”

Ladybug leaned against the wall. “No. I’m here regarding Lila. I’ve been hearing rumors that you posted an interview of her claiming to be my BFF- without checking with me.”

Alya blinked. “Oh. You think I’ve been suckered. Don’t worry, Ladybug, I know Lila’s nothing but a liar.”

Ladybug blinked. “But your interviews?”

Alya nodded and went to open a page on her laptop. She figured one of her classmates must have spread the rumor until it reached Ladybug’s ear (she doesn’t know why Lila was akumatized into Volpina). “I did post her interviews. But do you know how you can control who sees what you post? I made sure those interviews could only be seen by our class. And I have to approve what comments appear on every post. The comments you see are made by our classmates solely, but Lila doesn’t know all that because of their usernames. Like I’m going to ruin my journalistic career for a tabloid post!”

Ladybug blinked again, confused. “But why indulge Lila? Why let her lie to your friends?”

Alya shrugged. “It’s a weird way to make friends, sure. But maybe once Lila realizes how cool we are, she’ll learn she can trust us with the truth.”

Ladybug narrowed her eyes. Manipulating their classmates to serve her food is not a way to make friends. (And dismissing her was not very friendly of Alya either!) “You are lying to me, Alya Césaire.”

Alya started backward, and started to get nervous. Ladybug was the reason her blog was so popular, and her only chance to become a hero. She was the smartest girl in Paris and could see through lies like glass.

Alya had 2 choices. Lie again and be exposed (and never be a hero again or granted interviews), or tell the truth and never be a hero again (but at least Ladybug is more likely to forgive her)

“Fine. I indulge Lila because it’s nice to see someone else in class get the spotlight.”

Ladybug tilted her head. “I’m sure Chloe has been improving.”

Alya shook her head. “No, not her. I mean Marinette.”

Ladybug was shocked. “The bakers’ Daughter?”

Alya wasn’t surprised Ladybug knew Marinette, not when she was the one who arranged her first official interview with Ladybug.

LB: How is she in the spotlight?

Alya sighed. “She’s the most popular girl in class. She gets confessed to on a regular basis. Even my own Boyfriend was interested in her before me. She knows Jagged Stone, which is probably how she knows Lila is lying. Marinette even got her designs praised by Gabriel Agreste and Audrey Bourgeois. Her parents are owners of the most popular bakery in Paris. Clara Nightingale and Adrien Agreste both think she is star material, and worthy of being called Ladybug.”

Alya kept going on, noting that Ladybug’s surprised face wasn’t exactly discouraging her. In fact Marinette was still too stunned to react.

“I just wanted someone else to be in the limelight. And if it couldn’t be me. I’d rather it be anybody else, even a liar.”

Ladybug gathered her thoughts. “So you’re just jealous? That Marinette is popular? But you’re popular too.”

Alya gave a bleak laugh. “Hardly. In class, I’m dismissed as the obsessive and nosy reporter. I don’t know any celebrities and they certainly don’t follow the Ladyblog. More people download apps for akuma alerts and hero sightings than subscribe to my blog. I’ve been dismissed for proposing crazy theories, which in hindsight is reasonable.”

LB: I’m assuming you didn’t tell Marinette you know Lila is lying because of that.

AC: Obviously. Because then I’d have to back her up and she would be the hero again. I used the excuse that she was jealous, and she was. But I knew Marinette is above jealousy. It’s annoyingly. She was ready to give Adrien up to an ice queen.

LB wrinkled her eyebrows, drawing on her professionalism and burying her own hurt for later. “If you are upset by Marinette’s success and annoyed by her attitude, why befriend her?”

AS: Because of her connections! Thanks to her, I got to star in Clara’s music video. She somehow got you to agree to do an interview with me. I persuaded her to take over as class president so I didn’t have to do the real work and Chloe wouldn’t be in charge anymore. She gives me free custom designed clothing. And no offence to my mum, but Marinette’s pastries are the best breakfast in the world.

Ladybug finally stood up tall. Alya had been so lost in the relief and satisfaction of finally venting out her jealousy and frustration that she had momentarily forgotten that her listener in the shadows was a very influential idol whom she wanted to make a good impression on.

Ladybug said coldly, “From what you are saying, it sounds like Marinette has been a better Friend that you have ever been. You are as bad as Lila Rossi. You lie for your own gain. And if there’s one thing I despise above all else, Miss Césaire, it’s liars.”

As Ladybug launched her Yoyo out, Alya rushed to make her plea. “Wait! Please wait! I’m sorry!”

LB: No, you’re only sorry you got caught.

ALya cried out, “what can I do to make it up to you?”

Ladybug gave her one last impassive look. “For starters, I’d say tell the truth. To everyone.”

Ladybug left Alya in horrified and torn silence.

As Ladybug returned home, she detransformed and wept on her balcony, amid the perfume of flowers. She could finally face the betrayal and sadness she had kept away in front of Alya.

Tikki sadly cozied up to Marinette’s neck, trying to offer comfort.

Hawkmoth was alerted by a teenager’s despair, agony and betrayal.

Hawkmoth: Hooray, I get to akumatize Marinette after all!

He doesn’t. Adrien saw Ladybug outside and went out to join her. As he searched for Ladybug, he saw the akuma heading for a weeping Marinette.

“Marinette, move!”

Marinette looked up in surprise (Tikki quickly hid among the flowers) “Chat?”

“Cataclysm!” He destroyed the butterfly in front of her face.

Marinette gasped.

Chat quickly steadied himself on the balcony. “Marinette, are you alright? What’s wrong?”

Because she was definitely not alright. Those were tear tracks on her face. Chat felt sad that his princess was sad, and wanted to rip out the face of whoever made her cry.

Marinette shook her head. “It’s nothing I can’t handle.”

Chat was doubtful. An akuma appeared. Clearly she couldn’t handle it. “Are you sure? I’m here for you, you know.”

Marinette finally burst into sobs. She leaped into Chat’s arms. Chat held her close as she confessed the source of her troubles.

“I just learned that Alya wasn’t really my Friend at all. She was just using me.”

Chat was confused. What was she talking about?

Marinette saw his confusion and explained. “I was the one who told Ladybug about Lila first. She got mad and went to confront Lila, i assume that got her akumatized. When Lila got akumatized again today, Ladybug went to visit Alya to make sure she knew Lila was a liar.”

Ok...Chat guessed that explained Marinette’s attitude just before lunch ended.

“And it turns out Alya knew Lila was a liar all along. She never really posted her interviews to the public. She’s just been indulging Lila because she wanted to knock me down.”

Chat was shocked. “And Ladybug told you all this?”

Marinette let out a bark of laughter. “She didn’t have to. I heard Alya myself. I was near her bedroom door when I heard voices saying my name. Once I heard what Alya had to say about me, I didn’t bother knocking or to announce myself. I doubt Nora would bother mentioning me since she was preoccupied with the twins and her parents weren’t home.”

Chat guessed Marinette had new evidence that Lila was a liar and wanted to show it to Alya. But instead she happened to hear a conversation that revealed Alya’s true colours.

Marinette wiped her cheeks bitterly. “She did everything today willingly. She left me to sit in the back alone, without consulting me. She dismissed me and accused me of being jealous. All along, she was the jealous one, and I actually thought she was my Friend!”

Marinette buried her face in her hands.

Chat rubbed Marinette’s back consolingly. “Cheer up princess. You still have the rest of your friends, and me.”

Marinette sniffled. This was not comforting to her. Her friends weren’t much better. And she didn’t see Chat regularly.

Chat sensed he was failing at comforting her and tried again. “So what are you going to do tomorrow. Will you confront Alya?”

“I don’t know. I sit next to her and she is the first person I talk to every morning at school. But I can’t see her face without wanting to shout Liar now. And if I do, she’ll just turn the whole thing against me, like Lila did. (Lila did what now?) I don’t know what to do.”

Chat’s heart broke at how lost Marinette sounded. He tiled her chin up so she would look at him.

“Tell you what, princess. Tomorrow, you are going to walk with your back straight and head proud into that classroom. You are going to give Alya Césaire a polite greeting and ignore her. Talk to your other classmates. Listen to music. Write in your notebooks. Revise old lessons. Do whatever. But don’t give Alya the time of day until you are ready to face her.”

The next day, Adrien was prepared. He ignored Lila and gave a confused and sad Alya the cold shoulder.

When Marinette arrived, Adrien was all sunshine and immediately invited her to a conversation.

Marinette gratefully accepted. And though she stumbled, she kept Chat’s advice and ignored Alya’s nudges and comments.

They kept talking until class started. The girls were thrilled to see progress.

Throughout the first half of the school day, Alya kept trying to talk to Marinette or slip her notes. Marinette ignored her.

Alya guessed what had happened and braced herself. She had to tell the truth. She didn’t want to know what Ladybug would do otherwise if she didn’t.

When Lunch came and Adrien invited him to join her; Alya firmly grabbed Marinette’s hand and said in a low voice. “I need to talk to you. Now.”

Marinette reluctantly followed. Unbeknownst to her, Adrien and Lila decided to eavesdrop, for different reasons. Adrien wanted to be there for Marinette and Lila wanted dirt.

In a deserted classroom, Alya finally said the words. “Ladybug told you about last night, didn’t she?”

Marinette’s answer was vague. “She didn’t have to. But she did give me a brief warning this morning. I connected the dots on my own.”

Alya laughed bitterly. “Of course, even Ladybug chooses you over me.”

Marinette stayed silent, waiting for Alya to continue.

“Let me be clear, Marinette. I’m only being honest because of Ladybug. I’ve only been your Friend because of what you do for me.”

Even though Marinette was expected it, it still hurt. Thankfully, her only controlled response was an audible exhale.

Adrien: How could you Alya?

Lila: oh snap!

“I know Lila’s lying but I indulged her because I wanted someone else to take the stage instead of you.”

Lila: she knows?

Marinette raised a brow. “Even at the risk of your blog’s reputation?”

“The interview is only seen by our class. The public can’t access it.”

Lila fumed. She had been played. Alya had used her instead of the other way around. Silently, Lila brought out her phone to record the conversation. Despite Adrien shaking his head, Lila glared at him, daring him to lecture her now.

Lila got the whole juicy bit. Alya admitted what she was jealous about, her betrayal to Marinette. And at the end of it, Marinette was still composed. Adrien had to admire her for it, standing strong in the face of such betrayal.

Marinette: you did all of that just to hurt me? Out of petty jealousy? That you accused me of envy- you resented me that much? and you only used me for free stuff and have been my friend when it's convenient? (This was part of the request) you know, I actually felt hurt that you were just taking advantage of me Alya. But now I just feel sorry for you. Some people like Chloe and Adrien are lucky, they are born with opportunities we can only dream of. But the rest of us, like Nathaniel, like Kitty Section, like myself. We work hard. Sure we have help from our friends, but we never take advantage of them. We have struggled and yes, we do face setbacks, but throughout it all, we have stayed true to ourselves. But you, the moment you see someone thriving, you don’t focus on improving yourself, you just try to leech off that person, like you did to Lila, and like you did to me. You can’t think of safer methods to record akuma fights. You never listen to anyone’s reasoning and criticism of your theories. You are stuck in your own entitled world, that you can’t see the bigger picture. You’re a parasite, Alya Césaire. So...I won’t expose you, because I have no doubt you’ll turn everyone against me. But I won’t be your Friend anymore.”

Alya wasn’t bothered. “Fine. So we agree to never speak to each other again unless necessary?”

“Yes.” Marinette walked out first. Adrien and Lila scattered before she could open the door.

Adrien immediately went to grab Marinette for lunch and did all he could to distract her from her recent ordeal.

Meanwhile, Lila edited the video to avoid incriminating herself and sent it to the class group chat.

She hates Marinette sure, but no one plays Lila for a fool and gets away with it.

The class is shocked and angry at Alya, who tries to claim that Lila is lying. She runs away from the mob and returns as Lady Wifi to punish Lila.

Ladybug defeats her but Alya demands a question if Ladybug is friends with Lila. Feeling sorry for Alya, Ladybug announces that her only Best Friend is Chat Noir. She does not befriend civilians.

Alya is sentenced to switch seats with Nathaniel. Adrien takes her place as Deputy. Nino dumps Alya. Lila and her new desk mate keep sabotaging each other.

#miraculous ladybug fanfic #miraculous ladybug fic #ml fanfic #ml fanfiction #ml fic #miraculous ladybug fanfiction #adrienette #marichat #lila karma #lila is exposed #lila salt #lila gets exposed #ml salt fic #alya salt

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shipskicksandgiggles · 4 years

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15 with irondad? I just feel like that'd be so fricken funny skfjdkd 😂💗💗

okay the funniest thing about this prompt is that it was a genuine conversation I had with a dude in one of my classes. we were talking about our favorite superheroes and I said mine was Iron Man and this asshole decided to antagonize me by saying his was Captain America. like he had a shield and everything that’s how much he loved Cap. and I’ll be damned if I know how we got to this point, but I figured out he had no clue what his actual name was. he knew who Chris Evans was but not Steve Rogers. so obviously I snapped back with this and he said yes. that was only of the greatest conversations I had all semester and it was like 2 weeks in

now I won’t lie. I struggled with this prompt bcuz I had no fucking idea how to not make this weird and creepy. so finally after thinking about it for 12 hours, it looks like I’m writing Stony for the first time ever. no that’s not a joke check my ao3 I have never written stony this is weird

so anyways. superparents anyone?

ao3 link if you prefer

15. “So let me get this straight. You want to suck Captain America’s dick, but you can’t be bothered to remember his full name?”

Steve had been on a mission for the better part of two weeks, and it had taken its toll. Tony missed his husband, and Peter missed his dad.

It’s for that reason that the latter couldn’t sleep most nights. Peter was used to saying goodnight to both his dad and his papa before he started getting ready for bed, and that always went with a kiss on the temple from Tony and a hug that was at least 1 full minute long from Steve. It was hard to go without, especially for so long.

He still got a kiss from Tony, but he couldn’t sleep yet again. It was closing in on 2am now.

Peter sighed and got up, resigned to walking around their floor until he felt… less restless, he supposed.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t the only one with that idea.

“Bambino?” Tony asked. “Why are you up, kiddo?”

“Couldn’t sleep,” Peter admitted. “You?”

“Same here.” Tony sighed. “You miss your dad?”

Peter nodded, and Tony opened his arms. “He’ll be home soon, sweetheart. I’m half tempted to sue Fury since he shouldn’t be gone from his family this long, but you know he loves his job.”

“I know,” Peter muttered, accepting his papa’s hug. “Doesn’t make it easier.”

Tony guided them to the couch and sat down. “Yeah, I know it doesn’t. But he’s out there for us. For you, kiddo.”

He nodded again, and the two lapsed into silence.

After a few moments, Tony spoke. “Wanna watch a movie?”

“Can we watch WALL-E?”

“Sure kid, but don’t tell DUM-E, deal?”

“Deal.”

JARVIS queued up the movie and dimmed the lights.

They were mostly quiet throughout the movie, with a few laughs, sniffles, and comments of ‘I could have built that so much better’ followed by ‘I know, papa.’

The credits rolled, and they continued to sit in silence for a little longer.

“Everything okay Pete?”

“Yeah.” He paused. “Can I ask you something?”

“Anything sweetheart.” Tony turned to give his attention to his son. “What’s on your mind?”

“How did you know you wanted to marry dad?”

“Oh well that’s an interesting one. You want the long version, or the short one?”

“Long version, I guess. I'm just curious.”

Tony stretched and looked at the fireplace. Their wedding photos were perched in the mantle, right next to Peter’s baby pictures.

“Well, I suppose if you want the long version, you’d actually be able to track it all the way back to the 80s. When I was in college, I realized I was bi, and honestly Rhodey probably remembers this better than me. But one night we got drunk, which terrible of us being underaged at the time, but I’m here to teach you to do better-“

“Papa,” Peter warned.

“Right, anyways so,” Tony cleared his throat. “We got to talking about stuff, and I mentioned realizing I liked boys when I saw Captain America in my dad’s old files from the War. He was obsessed with trying to find Steve, even then. The comics did nothing to match what your dad really looked like. I was obsessed with his jawline. And his body. And his face wasn’t half bad either.” He laughed.

“Rhodey though was the worst about it because I totally forgot his name. He was only ever ‘Captain’ to me. So he turns to me and says- well honestly I shouldn’t repeat it to you, moving on-“

“Papa, I’m 17. I’ve heard you swear before, and I know what sex is if it’s about that. Even if I’m grossed out, I still want to know.”

Tony gasped. “My child! Who has corrupted you?”

“Shut up and tell me, jerk.”

“Gosh, you’re rude. You get it from your uncle.” Tony rolled his eyes. “This is absolutely disgusting, but Rhodey turned to me when he realized I didn’t know his name and goes, ‘So let me get this straight. You want to suck Captain America’s dick, but you can’t be bothered to remember his full name?’” Peter mock gagged, causing Tony to ruffle his hair, “and I won’t lie, I said yes to that, but I did end up learning his name after that just to spite Rhodes. I didn’t actually expect it to go farther than, what do you kids call it nowadays? Thirsting?”

“Yes, but stop trying to be cool, old man. We get it, you had the hots for dad.” Peter stopped laughing for a second. “Is that why you took his name? Or hyphenated to Stark-Rogers?”

“Yeah.” Tony smiled, a soft look in his eye. “Now hush, I’m telling a story. I really didn’t expect it to go beyond surface level attraction. Then lo and behold, they drag him up out of the ice and I have to deal with having feelings again, which sucked by the way. The Battle of New York happened, and honestly I wanted to not get along with him. We both tried picking fights in the beginning, but then I fell out of space and he was hovering over me when I woke up. He barely left my side after that. Made sure I went to medbay and everything.”

Tony paused, reflecting. “Honestly? I think it was the look in his eyes when I was conscious again. His smile too. I looked at him and realized ‘Oh fuck, I’m gonna marry him,’ and sure enough.”

He stopped for a moment to laugh. “I still can’t believe I started to love him before I even met him. It’s ridiculous.”

“Tony, honey? Are you awake? I think I hear your voice. Who are you- oof.”

“Dad!” Before any of them could blink, Peter shot out of his seat at the sound of his dad’s voice. “You’re home!”

“Hey peanut,” Steve hugged his son close. “Yeah I’m home. Why are you up? It’s almost 4am, you should be asleep.”

“Couldn’t sleep. Papa was up too.”

“Yeah this was definitely mostly my fault. We missed you dear.” Tony got up to greet his husband, leaning up to kiss him. “Welcome back.”

“Gross.”

“Peter, you literally asked me not even an hour ago how I knew I was going to marry him, I think you can tolerate us kissing.”

“Whatever, man.” He turned to Steve. “Last hug? Then I’ll go to bed, promise.”

“Of course Peter.”

Steve pulled him close, making sure that he hugged him a little tighter for a little longer. “I love you, peanut. Get some sleep please.”

“Okay dad.”

Before he had a chance to run out, Tony snagged him for one last kiss on the temple. “Goodnight, bambino. I love you.”

“Love you too!”

He dragged himself back towards his room, finally content to go to sleep.

~~~

“He okay?” Steve asked once Peter was out of earshot.

“He’s fine. He just missed you, love.”

Steve nodded. “So he asked about how we met?”

“Not quite,” Tony told him. “He asked about how I knew I wanted to marry you. I have a sneaking suspicion he’s not telling us something, but I’m sure he will when he’s ready for us to know.”

“Oh of course.” Steve paused. “What did you tell him?”

“The truth. About how I found you hot long before you came out of the ice, and then your smile clued me in to how fucked I really was.”

“Tony,” he said, exasperated. “You’re gonna scar him for life.”

“Oh please, he’s 17, it’s probably not the worst he’s heard. Not everyone is a prude like you.”

Steve smiled, leaning down to kiss him again. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, baby. When did you get in?”

“A couple hours ago.” He suddenly looked weary, prompting Tony to guide him to the couch. “Had to debrief and check-in with medbay, plus I wanted to shower before I came up. I was going to make you both breakfast and surprise you when the sun was up, but you two had other plans apparently.”

“So it would seem.” Tony laughed at the look he gave him. “Come on, it’s no use now. The kid won’t be up until the afternoon most likely, and you should rest anyhow. Plus I need sleep and I missed my favorite pillow.”

Steve gasped. “I have been your husband for 20 years and I’m just your pillow? Is that all?”

“Rogers, I swear to god if you don’t come cuddle me right now I will get a divorce.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“No,” Tony admitted. “I don’t.”

#stony #tony stark #irondad #peter parker #steve rogers #fluff #superparents #superhusbands #ellis writes

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firstly, thank you to @henrydangerismymiddlename for tagging me. idk why you did but thank you i luv you ;u; secondly, i’m gonna put the majority of this stuff under the cut cuz i don’t wanna clog anyone’s dash~ thirdly i would like everyone to know that i’m shoving rice in my mouth while i write this so i don’t start crying again. anyways.

Who was your overall favourite member of Team Danger and why? i don’t think you guys wanna hear me Go Off about how much i love ray manchester, so i’m gonna choose out of the four kiddos. annnd i’m gonna have to go with piper! i just love how she’s super smart but also is just as chaotic as her brother?? it honestly relates with me so much.

Who was your favourite non-team danger character and why? honestly how could you not pick siren? or whatever the heck they changed her name too? like we love a mom who’s really out her being an icon and looking AMAZING while doing it. let’s just ignore the fact that she was highkey cheating on her husband um

Who was your favourite villain and why? okay so dr. minyak is in one of my favorite eps BUT imma go with jeff. i mean i think we can all relate to him.

What were your top five favourite Henry Danger episodes of all time and why? BALLOONS OF DOOM FUVKING MACKES ME SCREAM EVERYTIME WITH THE JEWISH PUNS ASOUFHVAUFH - and know i’m just gonna go with first four that come to mind because obviously those are my favorites: man of the house, fate of danger part 2, rumblr annnndddd oh god i can’t pick i love theem alllll license to fly ;u;

What were your top five least favourite Henry Danger episodes of all time and why? do not get me STARTED on jam session that was character assassination at it’s finest 😠 toddler invasion bcuz what the heck even was that ep, rubber duck was just eh, story tank was eh and captain mom i guess?? i mean i don’t really hate any of the episodes except jam session

What was your favourite running gag and why? obvi piper’s established license

What was your favourite one-off throw away gag and why? it was in a few episodes but didn’t carry through nearly as consistently as piper’s license, so i’m gonna go with it: whenever one character didn’t hear something correctly or was pretending they didn’t and was like ‘what?’ and then the person who said the original thing would repeat it in the exact same way..does that make sense?? i can’t be the only person who remembers this lmao

What episode, which character and which duo made you laugh the most? balloons of doom literally makes me CRY LAUGH, honestly jasper always made me belly laugh the most, and how could you not pick henry and ray for favorite comedic duo?

What episode, which character and which duo made you the most emotional? fate of danger part 2 was easily the most emotional episode for me, not to be Extra but ray always made me emotional (like that man’s got some TRAUMA goin on 😢), and i’m gonna have to go with henry and ray again. i mean there was just a lot going on with them that we finally got to see in full in the finale.

How would you rank each season from 1 to 5, one being the best and five being the worst? 54312...and one is only in front of two because they were sooo small in one and i love it ;u;

Who was your favourite duo in the show (romantic or non-romantic)? okay so i didn’t have any hardcore ships in this show? so OBVIOUSLY PLATONICALLY i always thought piper and ray were HILARIOUS~

What was your favourite Henry and Ray moment/episode? honestly fate of danger part 2 bcuz we finally got the family fluff and angst we deserved and that’s the tea

What was your favourite Chenry moment/episode? okay okay when char eats the bad seafood or steak or whatever and has food poisoning and henry comes back from a mission and is like ‘char are you okay??’ i mean guys i- 👌 but also opposite world and i dream of danger

What was your favourite Hensper moment/episode? WHEN JASPER ND HENRY FALL DOWN THE ELEVATOR AND THE DOOR OPENS AND JASPERS KOALA HUGGING HENRY AND HE’S LIKE ‘YOU SAID WE’D GROW OLD TOGETHER’ OR SOMETHING

What was your favourite Chensper moment/episode? how could you not go with dystopia i mean honestly people

If you could go back and change one element of the show, what would it be? i swear to god ray needs something stable in his life and i just wanted him to have that in the WORST way 😭 so i would’ve added in some sort of plot and character for that.

If you could say one thing to each main character in the pilot, what would it be?i would tell every male in town to listen to charlotte bolton bcuz she always right, and i’d tell the females to just keep on keepin’ on cuz they’re already perfect.

If you could say one thing to each main character in the finale, what would it be? i’m still too busy crying at kid danger’s funeral to say anything tbh

Were you satisfied with the finale? What part was your favourite and what part was your least favourite? yeah i actually was satisfied with it. we finally got the family content we wanted. my favorite part was how everyone was literally saying i love you too everyone ;u; and my least favorite wassss how we never got to see henry with his mom and dad at the end. idk. i just felt like it was missing a teeny bit.

What would your ideal Henry danger spin off look like? i’m honestly excited for danger force plz don’t kill me

Where do you personally see the characters 10 years from now? What are they doing, who are they with, where are they in their lives - what do you think happened to them? Most importantly, are they happy? char is president of the world and everyone’s living their best lives because of it, piper is successfully running a mob and working the black market, jasper got his clownin degree at harberd and works at children’s birthday parties and loves it, henry is just chillin and grillin with his homies living life, ray falls in love with someone and leaves behind superheroeing forever and schwoz is the weird uncle that lives in their basement.

What was your favourite part of the show and why did it initially draw you in? i’m literally a sucker for adult characters somehow finding themselves adopting a child?? and this show de👏li👏vered👏 with four while children a schwoz AND top class humor.

What was your favourite part of the fandom and why did it initially draw you in? honestly everyone is just so kind and genuinely funny and talented and i was dying for a place to get more hd content when i first got into the show.

Describe your overall emotions/feelings regarding the show being over and the show in general, looking back on it as a whole, with one quote from the show: i know @henrydangerismymiddlename did this one, but ‘i love you, buddy’ is too perfect not to use. although i was thinking ‘i’m not okay’ also.

If you were able to add one scene in the finale, what would you add? i wanted to get closure with henry, piper and their parents at the end. so that.

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copy and paste the following questions and answer with as much detail as you want and when you’re done tag at least 2 other blogs to do the same, let’s go!

Who was your overall favourite member of Team Danger and why?

Who was your favourite non-team danger character and why?

Who was your favourite villain and why?

What were your top five favourite Henry Danger episodes of all time and why?

What were your top five least favourite Henry Danger episodes of all time and why?

What was your favourite running gag and why?

What was your favourite one-off throw away gag and why?

What episode, which character and which duo made you laugh the most?

What episode, which character and which duo made you the most emotional?

How would you rank each season from 1 to 5, one being the best and five being the worst?

Who was your favourite duo in the show (romantic or non-romantic)?

What was your favourite Henry and Ray moment/episode?

What was your favourite Chenry moment/episode?

What was your favourite Hensper moment/episode?

What was your favourite Chensper moment/episode?

If you could go back and change one element of the show, what would it be?

If you could say one thing to each main character in the pilot, what would it be?

If you could say one thing to each main character in the finale, what would it be?

Were you satisfied with the finale? What part was your favourite and what part was your least favourite?

What would your ideal Henry danger spin off look like?

What was your favourite part of the show and why did it initially draw you in?

What was your favourite part of the fandom and why did it initially draw you in?

Describe your overall emotions/feelings regarding the show being over and the show in general, looking back on it as a whole, with one quote from the show

If you were able to add one scene in the finale, what would you add?

What are your feelings on Danger Force?

@henry-way annnd @kiddangers just cuz <3

#henry danger #danger force #up the queue #honestly this made me feel a lot better?

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