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gentlyweeps-world · 2 years
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Miscommunication
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Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Reader
Summary: You overhear Jakes friends talk about how he can tolerate how clingy you are, causing you to withdraw from him. (This is a bit shorter)
Requested by: @acupnoddle
(T/W): asshole friends, cussing
Genre: tiny bit of angst, but in the end fluff and slight smut
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You had just wondered off for five minutes to the bathroom, just five minutes, but you could already hear them laughing.
“Okay seriously Jake how do you deal with her?”, one of Jakes civilian friends ask, you already forgotten his name, it didn’t really matter.
“Man, she’s all over you, she’s like a fucking puppy man!”, another one chimed in, taking a drink from his beer.
“Hey shes not that bad! Sure it’s annoying but I love her!”, Jake says playing along, which you know but it still hurts.
You quickly shake your head making your way to the table, leaning down and placing a kiss on Jakes head, “Sorry guys but I don’t feel good, I’m gonna go”, you say giving a smile to Jakes friends.
“Wait baby who will I go home with”, Jake says looking up to you, grabbing your hand and giving it a kiss.
You quickly pull your hand away, “I’m sure you’ll figure something out”, you say smiling as you do so.
Turning and walking away you hear one of his friends mumble, “What’s her problem?”.
That was a month ago.
One month of you distancing yourself. One month of Jake trying to get close but you push him away. One month of no sex, yeah no sex. One month with none to little kissing.
You hear the front door open and close, then a faint, “Honey I’m home!”, from Jake as you walk out of your shared room.
Quickly walking over to the kitchen you make sure everything is set for dinner, then feel his arms wrap around you then a kiss on your head.
“Missed you”, Jake says, placing his head on your back, “You too”, you say quickly pulling away from him, causing him to frown momentarily.
You walk over to the kitchen island and place your two plates, sit down, and start to eat.
“So, how was your day?”, Jake asks glancing over to you, “Fine, yours?”, you ask not looking up to him.
“Is something wrong?”, Jake asks tired of whatever you’re doing.
Making eye contact with him you reply with a small no and go back to eating.
“What the hell (Y/n)! I’m getting tired of this, day after day I come home to you acting like you hate me! Like you want nothing to do with me! Do you know how much that breaks my heart? I fucking miss you, I want you! I miss you so much, what did I do to make this happen?”, Jake says getting up from his seat, pulling you out from your seat, and against him, eyes looking into yours for an answer of any kind.
“You’re overreacting”, you say pulling away from him.
You could see his heart break, his eyes start to tear up, and his body goes numb.
“Im overreacting? You’re my fucking wife and want nothing to do with me?! How is that overreacting?? I just want to feel loved again”, he says, walking over to you and reaching out to touch your face.
You let his touch linger, savoring the moment, then pulling away, “Im going to bed”, you say then rush off, leaving Jake standing clueless and heart broken.
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You could hear the sobs from your room, it pained you just lying in bed not doing anything but listening to him crying.
You had to distance yourself for him and you. He found you annoying, how much you love him.
You curl up against yourself, hugging Jakes shirt closer to your body as you do so.
You let tears slip down your face, slowly getting up you go to the bathroom, splashing water on your face you prepare yourself to finally talk to him.
You walk into the living room and to the couch, seeing Jake laying on his side with used tissues littered around him.
Making eye contact you don’t say a word, picking up the tissues, he opens his arms for you, gladly taking the invite you curl up against him.
“Shit, sorry, I know you don’t like this”, you say starting to get up until he pulls you back in closer.
“You heard them didn’t you?”, he says snuggling in closer, happy to be close to you again.
You tense up, nodding your head, “Listen baby, I love you, nothing you say or do changes that, I love that you can be clingy and affectionate, it makes me feel loved”, he says making eye contact with you before giving you a kiss.
“I love you too Jake, I’m sorry”, you say gripping onto him. You can feel him melt against you, his hands traveling around your body.
“It’s alright, just don’t ever think I find you annoying”, Jake says, sitting up against the couch, pulling you on-top of him.
You look down into his eyes, pulling him into a breath taking kiss.
(Take my breath awayyyy)
“Oh fuck, I’ve missed you so much”, he says pulling apart, his hands trailing all over you.
“I have too”, you say grinning down at him, you feel him place his hands on your waist, and you feel his hard on.
“Tonight you’re going to make up for the lack of communication baby”, Jake says grabbing the back of your neck, slamming his lips against yours.
“Gladly”, you whimper against his lips, grinding down against him.
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(A/n): Sorry guys I’ve been very busy, I’m hoping to start writing up some more ideas!! Remember I’ll take requests and suggestions, I’m all ears. I hope you enjoyed!
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hirik0 · 7 months
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Bad Reputation
Ghost/Soap
Soap has a reputation, hes seen as a womaniser. Everytime hes in a bar he leaves it with a woman, often just to make sure she gets save in her car before he returns to base alone. Ghost is unsure when Price wants to get Sergeant John 'Soap' MacTavish in the 141, not wanting someone like this endanger the taskforce because he told a woman to much to get in her pants. Even Gaz has mixed feelings about the potential new addition to the team. What they don't know Soap is just pretending, covering his bisexuality because he's in extremely homophobic environment, knowing he would get a lot of shit for being 'half-gay' so he performs heterosexuality to an extrem. Telling his squad mates he has a high libido and and is always down for, when in reality he just avoits sex at this moment, feeling sick to pretending. "Just 5 missions and if he don't fit he goes back to his old squad", Price promised them and they agreed 5 missions. When Soap arrives at base hes friendly, but Ghost is unimpressed thinking its probably just a facade for new teams. The think is his work is perfect, he fits right in, his skills a great addition to the 141, but his reputation makes it hard to trust him. "What do you think of the FNG?", Ghost ask Gaz after training. "Hes nice and I didn't see him chatting up one of the female personal. Yet", Gaz answers having a uncharacteristically dark expression on his face. "Sisters?", Ghost ask and Gaz holts up 3 fingers. "Only boy of 4, 1 older 2 younger." "Yeah would also not want a player around my sisters, if I had any", Ghost agrees. Gaz nods while watching Soap talking to one of the femal privates. Gaz has a reputation on base as the one you can complain about male recruites to if they act inappropriate. "Maybe he knows you will make his life to hell if he steps out of line", Ghost snickers darkly. "Probably helps that you would help me hide the body", Gaz jokes before Soap moves towards them.
"Ah Gaz I should tell you that a Private Jackson is being a problem again", Sopa says when he reaches his teammates. "Fucking Jackson, still didn't learn daddy's money will not help him here", Gaz curses Ghost also make a annoyed sound having written up the Private way to often already. "I think we have enough complains to get him finally get kicked out or atlest to another base", Ghost says. "Thank fuck, can't believe they didn't kick him out in basic." "He's skills are good on the paper.. if they sadly would not be attached to such a idiot", Ghost sighs, Jackson thinks to much with his dick instead of his brain. "So bad?", Soap asks unsure where this conversation is going. "Don't known a time they didn't complain about him. You don't share tips to pick up woman with him?", Gaz ask Soap confused, clearly thinking that Soap and Jackson would go along great clearly having the same views on woman. "I only to civilians", Soap says his smile not reaching his eyes anymore, mouth forced to stay a smile. Great his reputation is ruining his chance of a place in the 141, but they would not believe him if he tells them he didn't end up in the sheets with all this women. Its to late for that now, he has to show he's not what everyone thinks he is. The other problem he has is his Lieutenant, ticking all his fuked up boxes for man. Dark, mysterious, brooding, fuck off aura, build like a wall, all thinks Soap finds extremely attrative. Its not his first crush on a squadmate and it will not be his last. This will be just like the other times, one homophobic coment and his feelings just turn in to dust on the spot.
The one coment never comes, he's a full member of the 141 now. His crush exploded in something he can barely handel right after Las Almas and Chicago. Seeing Ghost face, melted parts of his brain, there is no way that Ghost, that Simon is such a bonnie, clearly thinking that Ghost lied when he told hom qiuete the opposite. He even saw Gaz punishing privates for homophobic behaivor, it apears that not beeing straight was atleast tolared here, but he thought that before and it was only okey as long its not the own squad. Ghost still tells him his awfull colection of teribel jokes, non of them indicating any anti gay tendencis. Price telling some female sergants he found in a suply closet to keep it at aproietet places. It looks like he maybe found a team that would not give a fuck hes bi, but this also is maybe delusional thinking, because hes getting sick and is horny for Ghost. He knows he should rest and not go for drinks, but hes a lovesick idiot and wants to spend as much time as possibel with Ghost. Just 2 glasses what bad think can happen, he ask himself.
Hes openly flirting with Ghost right in front of Price and Gaz thats whats happening. If he was fully aware of anything and not sick and drunk he would just crawl in some dark conor or and never come back out, filling his papers to get moved to a new team or back to his old squad. Price and Gaz are clearly amused by the scene in front of them, thinking Soap is just using all his shitty pick up lines for Ghost as a joke maybeas revenge for Ghost terrible jokes. "You really get woman with this afwull lines, Sergeant?", Ghost ask getting annoyed. "Aye, i usally just need one of them and then i have a lovely chat with them", Soap answers, taking a sip of his 5th drink of the night. "How many tell you to fuck of, because your lines are bad", Ghost ask further his blush hidden under a surgical mask. "Sometimes, we laught about them", Soap atmids with a sheepish grin on his face, making Ghost heart beat faster. "I think they laugh at you", Gaz jokes, cringing hard at some of the lines he had heared. "Fuck of Gaz, they are not." "What ever lets you sleep at night Soap." Ghost knows most of his face is hidden in the shadow of his hood and the surgical mask, but his ears are burning, being a telling shade of red. He's sure Price can see them glowing red, if he just take a closer look hes tensing up. Ghost understands why Soap is so liked by woman, hes funny, charming, easy going and knows when hes fighting a lost fight and its also working on him. Simon is basking like a cat in the sun from all attention Soap is giving him and its dangerous. Simon Riley dont exist anymore only the husk of Ghost remains and still Soap found the pieces of Simons remains, slowly putting them back together. Fucking hell. He's falling for pick up lines as worse as his shitty jokes, but the big smile on Soap face how's he looking at him with his big puppy eyes, how can he not? Shit!
Ghost is helping Soap back to his room the scot beeing unusual drunk. He saw Soap drink a lot more and being less drunk then now. "You're solid, Soap?", he asks concerned something must be wrong. "Aye, just getting a cold or something", Soap answers. "And then you go out drinking instead of resting?" "Aye, like spending time with ya LT." Ghost just raises an eyebrow not saying anything, Soap is puring gas on the emotional chaos burning in him. "You're such a bonnie, ya know", Soap babbles further. "Want to flirt with ya all the time. Best squad mate crush I ever had, a bonnie and not homophobic." Ghost is tensing clearly Soap would not tell him this is he was not drunk out of his mind. Inside of Ghost Simon Riley is rising from his coffin like a vampire in the old horror movies. Instead of blood he graves Soap attention. In one night Soap flirted himself in to Simons heart. Worst fucking scenario, because Soap is into woman right, right? "What does bonnie mean?", Ghost ask. "That ya pretty, handsome, nice to look at", Soap answers unaware of who he's talking to. "Yeah? Saw my face only for ones for less then 5 minutes", deflecting he needs to deflect. "Would see it more when you would take your bloody mask of, it's mean of you to hide your bonnie face from me all the time", Soap is complaining pouting at his CO. "You're really drunk aren't you?", Ghost ask, big smile creeping on his face, thinking Soaps behavior is adorable. "Don't change how I feel when I'm sober", Soap deadpans. Shit, shit why did he ask, thank fuck they are at Soaps room. Soap needs sometime to find his keycard and when it's finally out Ghost just opens the door with it. "Thanks LT", Soap says with a big smile on his face. Ghost to busy with getting Soap in the room and then himself out of the room stiffens when Soap very sloppy kisses his cheek. "See you tomorrow aye", Soap just says before falling on the bed and passing out. Ghost turn on the spot, he would denial it but hes running out of the room, closing the door silently. When Ghost is in his own room he slits down the door. Throwing his mask in the dark room his face burning. His heart is racing while Simon Riley takes the first breath in ages bringing a bunch of feeling with him. He stumbles on to his own bed putting a arm over his eyes. "Fucking hell MacTavish", he says in the room, the blush creeping over his shoulders to his chest. A bonnie and not homophobic Soap said to him, does this mean Soap is intrestet in men? But his reputation? Shit he can't get these feelings for a player someone that talks woman out of their cloths. But is he really? They never saw Soap pick up a woman ones since he joined the 141. Soap also said in his drunkenness that he had crushes on squad mates before, so that means he must be attracted to man to some degree. He needs to stop thinking about this Soap told him anything drunk, don't have to mean a thing in the end.
Soap wakes up the next morning with a big hungover. It's also him getting sick making everything 10 times worse. How did he even got back to his room yesterday. Some wired memories that make no sense are coming up. But if his memories are correct then Ghost got him back. He for sure didn't make it back by himself. So he needs to apologise to Ghost, great he can do this. He looks at his phone with a text from Price. My office it just says, fuck what happend yesterday? He text Price he will be there in 30 minutes. Maybe he's a bit to optimistic about the 30 minutes but he somehow is able to look not like he's dieing from a hungover, when he enters Price office. "Close the door Soap", Price says and alarm bells are going off, oh god did he fuck up yesterday? He sits down on the chair the nausia is now not only from having to much to drink. "How much do you remeber of yesterday?" "Not that much, Sir." "You used your pick up lines on Ghost." All color is draining from Soap face, poor horror in his eyes. Oh no, no he did not, right? RIGHT??? "Did I?", Soap ask some pieces of memories popping up in his head. "Yes, it was all in good humor, but I still want you to apologise to Ghost for making him uncomfortable." "I was he?", Soap ask voice barely over wisper, while dread is spreading through his body. "He was really tense the hole time." "Oh, I of course, Captain. Is there anything else, because if not I'm of to look for Ghost." The only hope he has is that Ghost will not kill him but he would have done so when he made sure Soap gets in his bed. "Your dismissed oh and Soap maybe don't drink so much that you do this again." "Yes Sir." That Ghost is reading a file in his office is the luckiest and unluckiest think happening to Soao in along time. He knocks at the door frame to get Ghost attention. "Soap", Ghost just shortly acknowledges him before returning to the file again. "I'm here to apologise for yesterday, Sir", Soap forces the words out. "Soap your not the first follow soilder i had to help back to there room after a trip to the bar. Bonus points for not puking all over the hallway", Ghost sounds dismissive. "Aye, thanks for that, but that's not what I'm apologising for." Ghost looks up again looking over Soaps tesne face being confused. "What do you mean?" "Price told me I made you uncomfortable, with me trying to pick you up." Soaps is kneading his hands looking at the floor. "I was not uncomfortable." "But Price said .." "He's wrong Johnny." "Ah, okay. Did I say anything else on the way back to my room", Soap ask nervous. Ghost takes a millisecond to long for his answer. "Just some drunk rambling." Soap knows he said something, he must have the answer feeling to prepared, to calculated. "Something else, I have to prepare for a solo mission." "That's everything, see you around", Soap says before walking out of the room at a forced normal speed. Oh shit what did he tell Ghost while drunk, atleast it's not bad enough to get murdered, yet. Maybe it really was just drunk rambling and he interpreted to much in Ghost answer.
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kitkatopinions · 7 months
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What made you don't like coco? Other than the Nazi allusion of course which is fucked. No hate btw, just curious of your opinions. I only follow RWBY proper and don't read the spinoffs, I don't give a shit about her either way.
So outside of her allusion being Coco Chanel, there are a couple of problems with Coco in the canon content of RWBY that made me think she was an over-rated character even before knowing about her allusion, reading Before the Dawn, and seeing the Chibi skits with her in them.
She told Velvet to just... not fight in season 2 when Vale was attacked by Grimm. It was a pretty serious thing where civilians could've been hurt, and it could've resulted in a much larger fight if it didn't get contained, but apparently Coco didn't care about that as much as she cared about being flashy with Velvet's weapon later for some reason.
Coco's fight with the Grimm is one of the worst fights of the first three seasons, she seemed very stationary and took like five minutes to take down one Grimm which she took her sweet time to do and like, clunkily clumsily hit it with her purse and kicked it in the crotch (which is such frat-boy humor tbh anyway.) And it was all while this really high energy song was playing and us as audience members were supposed to be like "whoa cool, look at the upperclassmen!" But like... Comparing Coco's fight to any other main character's early fights, she looks much less impressive. This wouldn't be so bad if we weren't clearly meant to think she's super cool in that moment.
Those were just a couple of small things that made me a bit annoyed with her because I just couldn't see the appeal in a character that didn't seem to take a Grimm attack seriously and then seemed to not be that good at fighting when that was like all there was to her besides a vague idea that she liked fashion and was confident, two things you could get from other characters easily.
Then there's the books. I didn't read the first one, but I read the first like fifteen chapters of Before the Dawn and tbh I thought Coco was so annoying. Here's why.
She's super judgmental towards people she doesn't even know. She basically decides she hates Sun and that he's a talentless loafer and a horrible leader the first time you ever see them interact, and every time she thinks about Sun, she takes the least generous outlook of him and is making assumptions and thinking rude things about him. She also judges a girl Reese for the way she dresses.
One of the things that Coco takes issue with in Sun was him needing help fighting off a group of like four powerful adults who he saw stalking a woman and tried to help with that to make sure she was okay, and Coco assumed he must've been like hitting on her or something? And also made fun of him for needing help instead of just beating them, which to me felt also hypocritical as well as judgmental considering we saw Coco be unable to hold her own against one teenager when she was fighting with Yatsuhashi in the Vytal Tournament, like Merc was literally running circles around them both, and then she's like 'oh the guy who went onto the finals must be so much worse than me because he can't take on four powerful adults on his own!"
She is super prideful tbh in a way that's icky for a future badge carrying law enforcement officer. Three things that come to mind is one time she stood up and people fell silent and she inwardly reflected on the fact that it felt good that people were afraid of her, another time she inwardly reflected that one of her problems with Reese was that she'd put things to a vote with her team whereas Coco just made choices and didn't need any other input, and one time she went to save a civilian and when he protested that she called him helpless Coco threatened to abandon the guy to get attacked and one of her friends proudly thought about how she was super sadistic and it was cool.
Another thing that isn't cool in a future badge carrying law enforcement officer is that Coco seemed to really detest having to follow... Any sort of rules, and in fact a 'clue' that one of her teachers was possessed or something was that the teacher was doing things like telling Coco she couldn't do things she wanted to do and didn't have the authority to just walk around doing whatever she wanted. I don't remember all the details, but there was this strong element of them not wanting accountability or rules and being frustrated every time they had to follow rules.
Also I can't remember anything specific right now, but she kind of thought some weird stuff about people from Vacuo sometimes that made me be like ??? and in the first book (though I haven't read it) she does things like name the nightvision glasses Velvet gave her 'BunnyVision' which is a yikes, and especially coupled with her Nazi allusion, it makes her venom towards Vacuo born Asian Faunus Sun seem more than a little suspicious.
So yeah, those were reasons I collected to not like Coco from the book. Then there's Chibi.
In the Chibi skits, Coco calls Velvet "Bun Bun," which just makes their already uncomfortable dynamic worse and feels very microaggression-y.
In all Coco's skits, it was painfully obvious that whoever wrote them really really REALLY wanted EVERYONE to think she was just so so so cool. Like, they read like 'everyone clapped' reddit stories, and they specifically had like 'cool' rwby characters desperately trying to be as cool as she is, and everyone was fangirling over Coco who just couldn't care less. And it was just super annoying, like the more they hype up Coco and try to convince me that she's cool, the more that I look at her stupid Nazi-themed outfit and her bad personality and go "Huh?" Like maybe instead of trying to convince me to like her, the writers should've made a better character. XD
Aaaand the last reason I don't like Coco is because she has some of the most annoying fans in the entire rwby fandom. The glorification of Coco as some girlboss queen and 'great lesbian rep' who just cannot be removed from the RWBY lineup is just wildly off the charts. One time I made this post that was like "shouldn't we want more from our queer representation than a Nazi-inspired character? Shouldn't we be trying to get Rooster Teeth to retire Coco for the sake of the Jewish fans who are rightfully uncomfortable and tell them to make Velvet openly queer so she can head this extra content instead?" And people got furious with me, and I think I might've even got death threats for that. Also, the amount of times I've seen Coco stans attack Jewish people for complaining about her being based off of a Nazi... Like the response is always "you just hate lesbians," to Jewish queer people! Also, this is less important than the antisemitism but a Coco stan once got annoyed that my sister said not only should Coco never make fun of what another girl is wearing but that it was bold coming from someone who also doesn't dress in a way that's traditionally considered fashionable, and they started picking apart my sister's fashion sense and appearance. I'm sure there are some fine people who like Coco, but on a general whole they tend to be bad news, and the venom they defend their Nazi best girl with severely put me off of the character even more than normal.
So yeah, outside of the allusion, it's a combination of her just being not well done in her first appearance and yet framed as really good, her having a bad personality in the book I read where I didn't think she was fit to be a badge carrying law enforcement officer, her Chibi skits trying to make her the coolest of the cool in a really forced way, and her fans sometimes being terrible people. XD
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pickledpascal · 16 days
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Killer Queen
Chapter Six: all-american bitch
Warnings: gore, violence, ben being ben (old), swearing, 18+ themes.
Word Count: 1.8k
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Walking the halls of Vought felt like a fucking fever dream for Ben. The tower still had the same amount of floors, but it had changed radically. Cleaner floors, screens, and lights were everywhere that it almost made his head hurt. Almost. 
His boots were heavy against the clean, marble floors. He put on a fake smile as he walked past a few employees, well, a lot of employees. If Ben was in his “civilian” clothes, they probably wouldn't have batted an eye, however, he wasn't. He wore his Supe suit—minus the helmet, he always thought the redesign of it looked a little stupid.
Ben simply waltzed right into Stan Edgar's office. He timed his entrance just right, no one else was in the room. That was by design.
“Ah, Soldier Boy.” Edgar sat at his desk, a surprised yet, at the same time, unsurprised look in his eyes. “Or should I say Ben?”
Ben's jaw ticked as he stared at Edgar. Just being in that man's presence was annoying, just like it was back in ‘84. Fuckin’ corporate douchebags. Now, Edgar was Vought, back then he was more of a handler or whatever the fuck. 
“I'm here to… get some of what I deserve.” He said truthfully, eyes narrowed and cold as he stared at Edgar. 
Every single last person involved with Ben's disappearance was dead. Either killed by him or dead due to old age. Everyone except for Mr. Vought himself. 
Edgar chuckled softly. “I'm sure you are.” He glanced off to the side of his desk.
“You think you gonna pop my head open? Fat chance.” Ben chuckled softly. A flash of fear finally showed in Edgar's eyes. It felt good to see that. “Don't worry, she's being taken care of real nice.” He winked, a sinister smile on his face. 
Being with Amber had been a rollercoaster. He nearly envied her abilities. Her resilience. Her need to help him. And she did help him.
 Except, he was the only Supe that could take away a Supe’s powers with a single blast. Rendering him nearly invincible, which went to his head a little. He was a clear threat to Vought and everything it was about. It wasn't about promoting the safety and happiness and prosperity of others, it was about dominating ideals. The company made money simply off of the public thinking it needed Supes.
Ben had known that forever. He was the first Supe after all. 
“Your girlfriend will not survive if you so much as touch a hair on her head.” Edgar stood abruptly. 
Ben cocked an eyebrow at Edgar, impressed that the man thought anyone had a chance against Amber. “What makes you think you could touch her?” He took a step forward, setting his palms on Edgar's desk. “Better yet, what makes you think you'll be stepping outside this room alive to see your daughter again? Hm? After the shit you've done to me? Fuck no.”
In a building nearby, Eden, Amber, and most of the Boys were camped out and listening in on Ben and Edgar’s conversation. After Ben finished his words, Amber cut the sound. 
Butched glanced at her, confused. “What in the Sam-Hell?” 
“Do you want to hear a man getting his guts torn from his body?” Amber countered with a cock of her eyebrow. Hughie cringed at the thought and shook his head. Butcher just shrugged. “That's what I thought.”
Eden sat back in her swivel chair and hummed a little. “I mean, he's definitely getting what he deserves.”
“But what's the plan after this? Killing the CEO won't change much. You didn't really fill us in.” Annie looked at Butcher and Amber. Out of everyone in the Boys, she was the most morally good one, meaning killing someone—as bad as they might be—wasn’t something that pleased her in the slightest.
Eden glanced at Amber, who answered, “Eden will hack everything off of Vought’s servers and hand it over to the proper authorities—namely Grace Mallory.”
“Hey! Douchebags! How the hell am I supposed to use this thing?” Ben's voice filtered back into the room. He glanced over at the decimated heap that was once Stan Edgar. He didn't seem so scary after pounded into a bag of flesh and blood. 
He shook his head, that didn't matter at the moment. What mattered was finding the right hole for this… what did Eden call it? Hacking stick? Amber called it something else… USB stick! That's what it was. 
“Look at the edge of the computer screen for a rectangular hole and put it in.” Eden explained.
Amber let out a small laugh, “That sounded horrible.” 
Ben gripped the monitor, jerking it to the side to see the different ports. He jammed the USB into one of them and pursed his lips. Something was definitely happening. “What now?”
“You see that loading bar?” Eden asked. He made a noise of recognition at the blue bar that was slowly filling. “Wait until it's 100% complete, it should only take a few minutes.”
Ben hummed a little as he watched it. Then he realized he had a fuck ton of blood on his hands, some even on his face as he could partly see his reflection in the monitor. He wiped at his face, smearing a little of the blood. Thankfully, he caught a few napkins at the side of the desk and wiped his face and hands quickly. 
Once the bar was full, it completely disappeared. He was still incredibly confused as to how modern technology worked but, if Amber trusted Eden, he would too. “Everything good?” He asked as he grabbed the USB back from its port. 
“More than good, mate.” Butcher answered this time, a smug air to his voice. 
“Now, get the fuck outta there.” Amber ordered before her voice softened, “Please?”
Ben pocketed the USB and left the office, not minding how an assistant or something would probably find Edgar's body. A lot of people who worked at Vought were bad people, maybe they weren't when they first joined, but they would eventually become similar to Edgar. Horrible for the sake of glory and profit. Ben knew he was like that once too. 
Once. 
He could still feel his sins crawling on his back but, god, he was trying. Trying to be good. For Amber. For himself, too. 
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Weeks have passed since Vought's downfall and subsequently, many more laws have been passed to monitor Supes. They were on their own now, no company trying to cover up any wrongdoing or casualties. It felt… better. And scarier for a lot of Supes who decided to fuck around for so long. Now, they were going to find out what happened when they were so careless. Consequences. Like they deserved. 
Seeing as the Soldier Boy was part of Vought's downfall garnered a lot of attention. A lot of people wanting to know more, asking questions.
Once things started to settle down, that's when Mallory advised to answer questions. But she also wanted Amber to be there too… just to wrangle him in case he said too much. Amber wasn't exactly sure why, Ben had media training all the way back in the fifties, maybe even earlier than that. 
“So, Soldier Boy!” A reporter called out to him. “You represent good-ole American Family values, what do you think of America nowadays?” 
Ben cocked an eyebrow at the question and plastered a smile on his face. “Well, it's certainly different. I mean, I didn't know what GPS was until a few months ago. Or who Cardi B was.” He forced a chuckle. 
“But what do you think about the state of America? The gay trend?” The reporter pried further. 
Ben took a few moments to keep from answering, looking at the reporter with a blank stare. Years ago, he probably would've said some ignorant shit but not today. Especially since he could hear the ringing of a bell in his head. “Well, I think gay people, whether it's a trend or not, should be treated fairly under the law as all people should. Y'know, life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness and all that shit.” 
“Is that what you really think?” The other man kept trying to get some sort of reaction out of Ben.
So he let him get what he wanted. The bell rang louder. Ben grabbed the voice recorder and spoke into it directly. “My girlfriend has a dick and I like it in my mouth, so yes I believe queer people should be allowed all the fuckin’ freedoms non-queer people do.” His smile was poisonous as he looked at the reporter. He pushed the recorder back into his hands and walked away. 
Half the time, Ben wondered why he even bothered with all this. The media and all the shit it came with, but he did sign up for those Vought trials. And it worked. Worked so well he was practically invincible.
“Do you really like my dick in your mouth?” Amber's arms were crossed, he was leaning against the wall as Ben walked to the back of the building. 
Ben glanced to the side before he pulled Amber close and kissed her deeply. She immediately wrapped her arms around his waist while he buried a hand in her hair, messing it up in his favorite ways. Amber always found a way to take over him, even if it was an action he started. He was slammed against the wall as Amber deepened the kiss more, his breath knocked out of his lungs for a moment. 
He pushed Amber away slightly. He knew what he looked like. Pathetic. With flushed cheeks, pleading eyes, and red lips. “Does that answer your question?” He breathed. 
Amber let out an amused noise and raised an eyebrow at him. “Sure.” She paused, then took a breath, “I'm proud of you for not completely losing your cool there.” She whispered. 
“Yeah, well, that motherfucker deserved worse.” Ben grumbled. 
Amber shrugged and nodded with a light laugh. “Yeah, probably. But it wouldn't look good for you.” She pointed out softly. “Even if it would be satisfying.”
It was weird to think about just how much Ben had changed because of Amber. Emotionally, he was more open, though he was still working on that with people who weren't Amber. He didn't resort to violence as much, although there were some exceptions. Like Edgar. Not to mention, his ideals have changed. He didn't focus so much on himself anymore but started to care about others and the things that meant the world to them too. 
“C'mon, Eden is making spaghetti and meatballs to celebrate.” Amber gave Ben a light smile, lowering a hand to hold his. 
Ben simply nodded and followed her to the car. 
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kasugas · 4 months
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GAIDEN THOUGHTS
I have too many to count so im making this a draft and then posting it when i think ive gotten my thoughts out enough.
The fact that they made this game significantly gorier than previous games was cool as hell. The blood looking water-thin was kind of funny though.
While I kind of focused on the main story for my playthrough I did feel like this game was kind of lackluster in terms of content for the price point. Y6 is longer and was like. less than half the price. Granted i think the fighting engine and everything from judgment is a massive improvement it just feels funny paying a lot for stuff thats been in the games for like. almost 10 years now (holy shit y0 came out in 2015).
The lighting in this game looked fucking GORGEOUS. Whoever worked on the lighting rigging in this game i need to shake their hand because wow. I think this is the best a rgg game has ever looked and lost judgment was UP there.
While the callbacks in this game were a nice touch it feels kind of funny to bring up yumi's name after 2 million games of radio silence. I get that kiryu is a stoic individual who wouldnt be wailing abt his feelings every 4 seconds i just love how rgg puts its women on the shelf until theyre ready to be dusted off for emotional effect and nothing else. Also WHERES THE RIKIYA MENTION. PLEASE.
Speaking of women. Any time kiryu interacted with akame me and my friends just kept chanting "PLEASE BE NORMAL". I was so fucking scared for a sayama 2 treatment. I do really like akame and i hope to see more of her. She has akiyama vibes but in a good way.
Seeing kiryu's competency at going through yakuza business was really cool to see. He hasn't lost his edge in the criminal underworld and it kind of provides some much appreciated information to stuff we've seen in the past. Hes naturally built for a yakuza lifestyle, he knows this and yet pushes this talent and desire aside to provide sanctuary for the kids at morning glory. Ik in the final fight he mentions civilians in general but its clear he has his family in mind.
Seeing daigo look like a wet rag in every single cutscne was so funny. He looks so lost someone help him. I feel so bad for him, seeing someone he considers his father who he last heard from in a letter after his 'death' and then just being told to play along bc its not him... man.
WHO WAS HANAWA IN THE PAST?? I know its probably a throwaway line to add mystery but GOD its got my mind racing now.
I still suck so bad at mahjong. Giving a mahjong tutorial to my friends while getting my ass beat really says "i know what im doing".
The entire final scene with the gravestone. I am destroyed. I know i've said in the past kiryu better either retire permanently from being a protag or die (said when i was slightly more annoyed that he got announced as a protag for 8) but. man. I dont want him to die he needs to see his fucking family again no beating around the bush no daidoji bullshit PLEASE.
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dead-yandere · 1 year
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Lumine character study
ALTERNATE TITLE: Lumine makes a mess and doesn’t clean it up.
Takes place after the main Liyui Archon quest, but before she goes to Inazuma
WARNINGS: DEAD DOVE, unusual writing (not in her pov but written as though it is), pseudo-necrophilia, crazy blood and murder, defiling of corpses written in both a comedic and somewhat erotic way,
viewer discretion is advised.
sat on top of Qingxu Pool’s tallest mountain, is a young blonde. The tippity top is hardly wide enough to sit herself, so imagine Paimon’s disappointment when she just has to float beside her. She can disappear at whim, so Lumine doesn’t really… care… She’d rather stare down at the Fatui encampment below them. The payment is good, she’s not scared of them… but there is an undeniable disadvantage.
She should be proud. Not many others are capable of boasting a vision, let alone a powerful one, let alone two… probably more once she continues her travels through Teyvat. No matter what she tells herself, though, none of it helps with how clammy, sweaty, shaky her hands are, almost slipping off the rocks she’s clinging so dearly for life onto. Okay. Calm down. Fatui members.
6 Fatui skirmishers. More than the usual bunch, great. Cryogunner… Hydrogunner… Fucking hate that combo, c’mon guys… Electrohammer, one of those guys that can just disappear… the annoying geo shielder… two pyroslingers…
“Hey, Paimon,” The strange little girl appears in her face, zero regard for her personal space (the usual.) “If I jumped down and hit em with a super high up aerial attack, y’think it’d kill at least one of em? Maybe make em dizzy, at least?” Shit. Being nervous is one thing, but if Paimon tries to comfor-
The little girl looks down at the group, guarding a Rex Lapis artefact they stole. Why can’t Zhongli deal with this? Dickhead. “Umm… Paimon thinks that if you jump down there, um, you’re gonna lose… pretty fast…” Great. Discouragement. Exactly what Lumine needed.
“Thanks. If I die, then Tartagles will totes leave the fatui with a heavy heart, hey Paimon?” She gets up, barely able to balance without rocks chipping away.
“Lumine, stop talking like that- and you can’t seriously think he’d do th- HEY-“ She didn’t even get to finish that sentence before Lumine’s already flying down, less than gracefully, at her adversaries.
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my ass is NOT writing a fight scene . be grateful it’d take up too much space in a tumblr fic anyways
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Bruised, bleeding… Paimon was right…
Lumine spits out some blood as she turns toward the now corpses of those enemies she was so scared of going against. “P-Pretty bang-up job, eh?” With her hands on her hips and a smirk on her face, Lumine proudly states so… Paimon’s still staring at her in horror, and now disgust and worry. “… Hey. Here’s some mora…” She passes a bag of coins to the small girl. “I’ll um, I’ll clean up. Pretty nasty mess for some innocent civilians to walk in on, eh? You can like, do whatever in Liyue. Your choice on where you stay tonight!” Great deal, right? Lumine’s out of her way and Paimon can do whatever she wants!
“Aren’t you um… injured? As the best tour guide in Teyvat!! um! Paimon thinks Lumine should go to a clinic quickly… or at least Qiqi.” The little girl tries to persuade, but a simple “Paimon. I’m fine. Leave me alone.” Is enough for her to finally teleport away. At least for some time.
The sun is setting. The air is cold, enough to give goosebumps, but nothing more. In another world, Lumine was an artist. In another world, Lumine would have been painting this picture, one of a lone girl standing over corpses far larger than her, with humid, strangely stale air, keeping her hair from flowing too much. This is beautiful. She’s beautiful. She closes her eyes as she soaks it all in, imagining another person may see if they walk by. Qingxu Pool is quiet, generally lonely, but she should… still be considerate, she supposes.
First, the electrohammer douche. Before she was capable of landing the final blow, he smashed her face in, WITH ELECTRICITY... Honestly, she should be glad she’s still alive. Maybe that’s why her mood’s been all over the place since then, though. Dick. Maybe she’ll gut him, leave his innards out for the beasts of Teyvat to devour. It’d be an embarrassment to the Tsaritsa to have her pawns left like this, right? As she pulls off the heavy armour, she smiles warmly at the sight of his torso, twisted, broken, damaged beyond return, visibly changed from the strong Anemo currents that blasted through his body while she fought him. She quietly prays for those that she’s let escape. The fatui, sure, if they escaped they could get help with only a chance of permanent damage and retirement… But the hilichurls? The slimes, the abyss mages? She highly doubts that the beings under the Abyss Order gain any sort of help if they come back injured. Her brother may be kind, but to these types?
Anyways, removing the masks would give them back their humanity, so she’ll keep those on. It’ll also help show the fatui’s weakness, an enemy so strong they’re mutilated beyond return, but kind enough to keep their identities hidden away? She wonders if they’d see it that way. She’s gotta put SOME fear in the fatui, no? It’s not like she enjoys carefully cutting at the skin, pulling the entrails out with her bare, cold hands. It’s not like the hardly functioning organs, shifting and pulsing beneath her fingers, begging to still be of use, are giving her the weirdest boner ever. She’s not like Childe. Or Hu Tao. So why does the image of her enemy’s suffering, brutalized, agonizing corpse, give her such… weird feelings?
Once she’s got her joy from the electro vision wielder, she’s ready to move on. Both the cryo and hydro fatui are far too large to properly move, no offence… but that’s not a reason to not try! Maybe she’ll lay them down, head in the water, so it looks like they just passed out and died via drowning. That’d be kinda funny. If she plays around too much it’ll be totes obvious the crazy hot chick that killed them has something wrong in the brain. Last thing she wants is to lose her innocent cute girl look. Sad!
Then she remembers. Hm. Uh oh.
Lumine gets up with an awkward stumble, glancing around the area. Shit. She never dealt with the one that can disappear, right? Um…… What’re those guys called again?
“Ummm…. Fatui pyro agent…….?” She whisper-yell-questions, as she gets up and properly looks around. If he got away, not good. Not good at all. He knows how she looks. He… probably… knows what she’s done with the corpses. “Pinkity promise not to tell everyone? I’ll prommy not to kill you!” As usual, not taking anything nearly as seriously as someone like her should. After finding no blood trails, nor any elemental ones nearby, she accepts her fate. Can’t chase something that’s long gone. Letting her anxiety ease itself, she turns towards the pyroslinger, who she left a less than ideal gash in between the ribs of.
She flips the body over, staring, almost instantly using her hands to prod inside of it’s wounds. Hehehe. Ugh. The only one who’d even be vaguely understanding of her strange… joys… is Childe. Okay. Maybe Hu Tao. But still. THE PROSPECTS AREN’T GOOD!! Two of Liyue’s biggest creeps shouldn’t even be compared to Lumine. All these complaints as she defiles this corpse. Whatever! She’s having fun and that’s really all that matters, so long as she isn’t caught, right?
Two more left. And she really would like to describe in detail what she’s done to them, but, ah, well…
She mutilates the corpses to the point of no recognizability other than the cloth covering their bodies and the masks on their heads. But now her dress is bloody. Like, more red than white bloody. Why must her life be filled with turmoil?
As she washes her bloodied dress in a pool of water, she looks at the scene left behind. Truthfully 0 explanation for the way the bodies will be found, all left in varying, entirely different ways. It doesn’t necessarily matter, not like Childe will defend them, the far from loyal Harbinger has made it abundantly clear that those that are weaker, are worthless. Good thing he’ll never find out she almost got her shit kicked in! Tee-hee!
As she limps back to Liyue, she finds that same agent that got away, bleeding, disheveled, leaning on a rock. Hm… guess there’s more time to plan a variety of ways to convince Paimon she’s been this big of a mess since the original encounter!
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Im finally watching The Owl House instead of just seeing spoilers on Tumblr so Im gonna live-post my reactions cuz Holy shit do I have some things to say right now-
1. Camila sounds nothing like I imagined
2. LUZ DONT THROW BOOKS AWAY WHAT THE FUCK
3. Eda sounds nothing like I thought????
4. Luz… baby… you didn’t see the door with a giant eye and- ya know what- not worth it
5. Why is Eda not sus about a human? I am definitely missing something
6. Is Alex Hirsch the voice for the guard?
7. Why hand come off?????
8. Luz is self aware. This is good.
9. HOOTY??????? THE FUCK????
10. Luz! Don’t just grab people and creatures!
11. Wait- have I been mispronouncing Luz’ name? I thought it was Luhz not Looz
12. Eda! Blackmail and manipulation isn’t cool!
13. by the way both Earth and Boiling Isles conforming places are so disgusting like the fuck
14. Luz I love you and im concerned by your lax reaction to this new world
15. the warden is disgusting
16. h- thats not how physics work??? how are the doors opening???
17. Eda you’re great for protecting the child first
18. Luz is so cool for rebellion tho
Done! I think Im gonna rewatch each episode again when I don’t pay attention enough so I can write these. Hard to remember my questions if I pay attention too hard but ya know I wanna express how I feel too
1. wait these people are overreacting sometimes. the snakes and spiders? yeah absolutely valid to run. The sausages and eyelids???? Y’all overreacting. I mean the wasted food sucks but like its obviously just sausages guys. The eyelid thing is just something at least one kid does every year and its gross but not scream and run worthy. These people are so rude. At least the principal and Camila are concerned about Luz cuz of her seemingly not recognizing what is and isnt real vs just being dicks about her hobbies. It could be much worse in that way. Also Camila worrying about Luz’ lack of friends is good, too. Some kids do fine alone, but most really do need a support system other than family.
(ugh why is the next line down here thats so annoying)
2. Boiling Isles is like- lawless??? Clearly the warden gets away with his crazy arrests (kinda like Warden from Danny Phantom) cuz he’s just a dick. Like how is the guy selling person-eating icecream allowed but a fanfic writer isnt???? Like this is all clearly a reference to queerness cuz like fanfic doesn’t bother anyone else unless you see it out whilst that icecream could absolutely hurt some random civilian. The shit queer people used to and still get in trouble for with no valid reason- this also could be referencing race as well cuz it is disgusting how many POC are arrested or hurt due to plain racism rather than justice by law.
3. oh my godex I have been saying Luz’ name wrong! I thought it was Luhz! Is it Looz cuz its short for Lucida? Also the fact Eda thinks she’s clever for a human makes me worry everyone in Boiling Isles will think Luz is dumb just because of her species which is hella speciest and yeah im worried
4. ): giraffes are cool. Eda why
5. I kinda hate Hooty not gonna lie. Also ??? Eda why you leave your stuff outside ???
6. I just realized that the Conformitorium may actually be a proper prison that just has too many lax laws. Also how tf did does Luz open and close the door????
7. Luz’ willingness to just trust Eda is concerning. Also the BK crown is funny. Eda is a softie
8. oh the doors are opened normally itd just hurt ouch. Is the scene of them falling done by that Baxter dude cuz its kinda smooth af
9. I really hope Luz’ speech means something to kids and teens. It feels cringely bad to me but im also literally 20 so its not meant for me
10. Luz… you cant just offer up your services for ANYTHING! Standards! Boundaries! Her age is showing here. (what is her age? is she like 12?)
11. That photo thing is absolutely real. Some people think its a dramatic movie thing but Ive done it genuinely. Who had the sleeping bag? Eda or Luz? Also love her phone case. Cannot imagine sleeping without a blanket.
Properly done this time! I think I’ll watch the next one once through then ask questions though cuz this took far too long. Ill remember the questions eventually.
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yn-rollcall · 2 years
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Momento Bakugo x Reader Chapter 31
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Summary: So I was always told to look on the bright side. The bright side is that I’m finally meeting the Number One and Two pro-heroes Deku and Dynamight. The downside is that I was publicly dragged out of my job for a string of robberies that I did not commit and am being detained for questioning.
Length: 6.5k
Warnings: Oral Sex, Food Kink, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Mirror Sex, Quirk Kink (My Hero Academia), Shameless Smut, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Rough Sex, Emotional Constipation, Chocolate Syrup, Fluff, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Temperature Play, Hate Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Attempted Sexual Assault, Blood and Injury, Heavy Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Panty Kink, Semi-Public Sex, Creampie, Bondage, Body Worship, Light Dom/sub, Daddy Kink, Pegging, Public Masturbation, Office Sex, Wank and Tell, Polyamory, So like at the very very end there’s KatsukixReaderxKirishima, But it happens so last minute I don’t feel justified tagging it as one of the main relationships, Constructive Criticism Welcome
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A/N: Next update will be a double update (if everything goes according to plan). We have five chapters left!
Y/N POV
I woke up to Katsuki sleepily stroking himself. Low muted grunts left him as his hand moved lazily up and down his cock. I reveled in how the morning sun looked painted across his chest before scooting closer. I grabbed and angled his hips, opening my legs so his cock could sit between my thighs just below my center. I closed my legs as he started thrusting against me, his movements more alert now.
"Feel better?" I said softly.
"Mmhmm but I'd rather be..." He trailed off, his fingers lightly tracing down my stomach. His voice, low and scratchy from sleep.
"Cum like this and we can see about that."
"Kinda into this side of you." He teased as his hips moved faster.
"Maybe we can explore that today?" I said, greedily taking in the image of Katsuki rutting his cock between my thighs.
The doorbell rang. His hips stilled. I waited to see if Iris would get it but she didn't get up. I groaned and rolled over. Katsuki huffed, annoyed by the interruption. He got up, wrapped a towel around his waist and followed behind me. When I peeked through the peephole I took a few rapid steps back and gasped. I shoved Katsuki quickly into my room, haphazardly throwing all evidence of sex and potantially embarassing stuff anywhere it could fit.
"What's wrong? Who was that?" Katsuki asked, his body on high alert.
"My mom!" I hissed. "My mom is here! And I just had sex with you!"
I threw a shirt into the hamper.
"My mom is here and you don't have any clothes! Oh fuck! Oh shit!" I panicked, rapidly trying to think of ways to hide what we did.
"Wait relax, I can wear what I wore yesterday. It should be fine." Katsuki said.
"It's not fine! She's nuts dude!" I said. "Like 'Before you go to his/her house as friends, fill out this questionnaire' type crazy!"
Another ring of the doorbell followed by knocks. I reached in my closet and quickly changed into a nice comfortable outfit that gave off the opposite vibes of my whole demeanor.
"I implied I had a significant other one time a long time ago and she called me giving me the run-down on how she would pop up and do a background check just to check if he's worthy of me." I said.
Which given the last guy would've been a good idea...
"And your reputation doesn't help." I groaned.
"What does that mean?" He huffed, watching me scramble.
"I love you Explosion Murder God Dynamight but you're not popular when it comes to civilian relations." I said quickly, putting all of my stuff in their places.
I looked him up and down, scrambling. What can he wear? I didn't have anything! He can't answer the door shirtless. Oh shit. My mom wasn't on social media but what if someone she knew was? What if she saw me giving Dynamight sex eyes in public in those photos? The kiss, the REINDEER PAJAMAS. My phone buzzed. I scrambled to pick it up.
"Hi Mommy!" I said tightly into the phone.
"Hey love! You gonna open the door? I know you don't leave the house before 12. You asleep, lazy girl?"
"Well...!" I trailed off.
"Open the door, I'll cook you some breakfast." She laughed.
"Okay gimme a few."
"Alright I'll just be out here...shivering in the cold..." She said with a forlorn voice.
"Bye Mommy."
I smiled tightly and hung up the phone. I've got like a minute tops. Katsuki was about to pull on his shirt from last night and I stopped him.
"We're gonna go the honest route." I said after a few seconds of deliberation.
"But isn't your mom scary or something?"
"Yes but trying to hide will make it worse. Plus she's um...cool. She can be cool!" I stammered unconvincingly. Katsuki gave me a long look before I sighed. "And she has a sixth sense like you wouldn't believe. Last night's clothes are not gonna work. Especially since you're here before 12."
"Why does that matter?"
"I don't like seeing people before the afternoon hits." I said, changing into pajamas.
"Coulda fooled me. I seem to remember someone being a morning person every time I've slept over." Katsuki teased, giving me a chaste kiss on the shoulder.
"See comments like that? Not allowed. In fact, now it's the olden days and you can't even look at my shoulders or ankles. That is officially scandalous until this visit is over." I said, trying to figure out what pajamas said 'we did boink but I'm still your loving daughter'.
"Now I'm starting to get nervous."
"You probably should be." I said. "I'm gonna answer the door now. Just hang back til I come get you."
I speed walked to the door and opened it. My mom set down her bags and gave me a huge hug.
"Sleepy girl, you're gonna have to learn to get up early sometime!" She said with a laugh.
She walked inside, setting down the groceries on the table.
"Haha yea...Um I have something to tell you actually." I said hesitantly.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Her entire demeanor changed as she focused on me.
Her hand quickly brushed a knife and a mallet. I gulped.
"Ah...Well...Uh..." I stumbled, unsure how to start this conversation.
Katsuki walked out with last night's shirt into the kitchen. I slapped my hand to my forehead and released a tiny angry grunt. Then gestured towards him.
"Mom, this is my boyfriend Katsuki. He's also known as Dynamight." I rattled off, my eyes glaring at him while I plastered on a smile.
He ignored my gaze and held out his hand.
"Nice to meet you Mrs. L/N." He said politely.
She looked at his hand, then at me. Her expression dissolved into a critical one and I could see Katsuki's confidence faltering. I didn't know if the idiot thought his star power would save him from this but he dug his own grave.
"I see. Nice to meet you Dynamight." She said coldly as she brushed past him, lightly touching him along the way.
She gestured to the dining table and pulled out a chair.
"Have a seat. Both of you."
I sighed and walked over, flopping into a chair while Katsuki stiffly sat.
"Y/N." She said.
"Mom, just hold on. Listen to me for a sec." I said and she raised an eyebrow.
"I'm listening."
"So Um this sort of just happened, or re-happened. Alot happened. But I really like him alot." I said softly. "Like love. Maybe."
Even if he's a cocky idiot who doesn't know how to listen.
Her eyes widened. I met her gaze then turned away, embarrassed to admit it to her. She glanced at Katsuki again then me.
"That much?" She said softly. "You never said that about your last one. What was his name...Hoppy?"
Katsuki snickered and she shot him an uninterested look to which he promptly shut up.
"When were you going to tell me about him? Were you going to tell me about him at all?"
"I was. We just recently patched things."
"Oh?" She asked, her eyes narrowing as she focused on him. "And what did you patch up?"
"I um. I hit a low point and acted awful to him."
Katsuki stiffened beside me.
"We...weren't treating each other right." He said quickly. "Ma'am."
"And we recently got it sorted out." I said, getting her attention back on me.
"Considering you definitely slept together last night that checks out." She said with a tiny smirk.
Katsuki blushed and I looked away, covering my face. She laughed a bit before returning to her ice cold persona. She sharply looked towards Katsuki..
"Dynamight."
"Yes ma'am." He jumped.
"You met my daughter around the time your hero ranking was starting to slip because of your bedside manner with civilians." She said, her eyes and voice piercing. "Are you using her to keep your ranking? If I understand correctly, rankings are very volatile with new heroes."
Katsuki's nostrils flared at the suggestion, his whole body straightened. His hands curled into fists and I saw his mouth open without thinking. Again.
"I would never do some vile shit like that." He growled before collecting himself.
"Young man if you think of cursing at me again and I'll teleport both your kidneys onto this table." She said calmly.
His eyes widened as he gulped. His hands started to steam as he nodded quickly.
"But...I like that you're clearly disgusted by the idea." She said, a small smile on her face.
She adjusted herself, sitting up straight, looking between us before settling on me.
"What do you want from him?" She asked. "How seriously should I take this thing between you?"
I glanced at Katsuki who looked at me curiously.
"Dorayaki seriously." I said quickly before I could chicken out.
Her eyes bugged out of her head as she gaped at me. She looked at Katsuki again before settling back on me.
"Okay. I see." She turned towards Katsuki. "What are your intentions with my daughter?"
"I'm very serious about her ma'am." He said resolutely.
I felt this tiny bubble of anxiety in my chest dissolve as his words registered with me. He sounded so sincere. My mom searched his eyes and finally relaxed.
"Well then. Glad to know she's got a big shot hero protecting her. He seems like a good guy unlike that other one...Grand? Never liked him much."
"Mom!" I whined.
Katsuki gave me a shit-eating grin.
"What! I was worried! He seemed shady is all!" My mom said, throwing her hands in the air.
"I totally agree. He's just not a good fit for ya y'know." Katsuki teased then nervously glanced at my mom.
She tried to keep up the Mafia Mom act but she smiled then cracked up.
"I really like this one Sleepy Girl!" She said happily as she headed to the kitchen.
She paused for a moment and looked back.
"Oh Katsuki I forgot something!"
She teleported in front of him, pulled his hair back and lightly touched his throat.
"You hurt my daughter and I'll send you to the middle of the ocean with a knife stuck in your throat. No one will hear you. No one will see you and no one will know." She said with a calm, almost cheerful voice.
She let Katsuki go and hummed as she went into the kitchen, the knife she touched earlier appearing in her hand. Katsuki whirled to me, leaning in close.
"Why the fuck didn't you tell your scary mom about Hosei!" He whispered.
"Because I thought I was the problem and I was scared she'd tell me I was the problem." I hissed back.
The words died in Katsuki's throat as he settled down. He looked at me grumpily before glancing at my mom. When he saw that her back was turned and gave me a searing but chaste kiss.
"It's too late to say it but don't do that shit anymore. Please." He murmured as he pulled away. "Also what was the thing with the Dorayaki?"
I quickly looked away, my face heating up. "It means I'm really serious...basically."
Katsuki looked like he was gonna ask more questions but my mom asked him to help in the kitchen. She watched Katsuki chop some vegetables and complimented him with a smile. He smirked back but it lacked its usual arrogance. He still seemed scared of her which I could tell she liked. I looked towards Iris' room wondering why she hasn't come out yet. Usually she'd at least say hi. Or eat. A little worried, I knocked on her door and silence greeted me. I slowly opened the door, peeping in to see the room empty. Her window was wide open. More strands of long white hair scattered in her bed. I closed the door to her room deciding to ask later if something was up.
"Y/N set the table!" My mom called out.
"Okay!" I called back, waking down the hall.
We had dinner and actually had a great conversation. Katsuki and my mom seemed to get along pretty well especially when it came to opinions on pro heroes. She also is happy he's a good cook because quote 'All Sleepy Girl does it eat and sleep'. We finished our food and my mom stood up. She gave me a look to follow her in the kitchen when she grabbed her plate. I grabbed Katsuki's and he protested a moment before I gave him a look.
"She wants to talk to me. Alone." I whispered to him.
He nodded and went into my room, making up an excuse. I walked into the kitchen where my mom watched Katsuki walk away with a smile.
"He's really cute." She giggled and elbowed me.
"Yea yea."
"And he's so head over heels for you! As he should be if he's dating my daughter." She hummed happily.
"Yea. He...makes me really happy." I said, shyly scrubbing the dishes. "Sometimes I don't even know how to process it."
"Cherish it. Tell you love him and kiss him a lot. Just bask in it, sleepy girl." She said warmly. "Speaking of which."
She pulled me into a hug and squeezed me tight.
"I love you and I'm proud of you." She murmured. "I was so worried about you but you're okay."
My eyebrows pulled together at the statement. Considering we haven't talked much and I haven't given her anything to worry about, that's odd.
"Why were you worried?"
"Those pictures you sent when you were with Hopper or whatever. He made you so miserable. I'm glad you broke up with him." She said. "He wasn't good enough for you."
"And Katsuki?" I asked.
"He isn't either but....he's close." She said begrudgingly
"No one's good enough huh?"
"Nope. My sleepy girl is too good for everyone. She should just stay with her dear old mom!" She kissed me on the cheek.
"Whatever." I rolled my eyes and untangled myself from her arms.
"So...how often does he sleep over?" She asked, faux casual.
I'd rather die than have this conversation.
"Mom!"
"Are you guys using protection?" She asked
I lied. NOW I'd rather die than have this conversation.
"Mom!"
"I'm just asking, I want you to be safe! Make him put a ring on it before pregnancy!"
"Mommy! I-Yes we're being safe! I'm on birth control!"
"And condoms?" She asked.
I purposefully scrubbed the dishes and her eyes bugged out.
"Did that boy tell you not to wear condoms?" She asked, her eyes narrowing.
"No! I...I sort of...made that decision." I said, noting all the times I purposefully didn't buy condoms.
"Just like your mama." She tsked.
I gaped at her for a moment to which she avoided my gaze. I made a disgusted face at the dishes.
"I literally never wanted to know that." I said.
We joked around for a bit while we finished cleaning up and she asked me to switch out with Katsuki. I gave her a look and she batted her eyes at me. I don't trust her to not threaten him again but I don't have any choice. I sighed and went into my room.
Katsuki POV
"Your turn." Y/N said as she walked in.
"Is she gonna threaten me again?" I asked, a cold sweat still on the back of my neck from earlier.
"Probably not." She sighed and sat on my lap.
She kissed me softly on the lips. I deepened the kiss, moving lips against hers and pulling her closer to me. She broke it off and wrapped her arms around my shoulders.
"Can you sleep over again tonight?" She asked, burrowing into me with a sigh.
"I think I can do that." I murmured, pulling her into one more kiss.
"Mmm. You gotta go." She said after a few minutes.
"I know." I grumbled.
"Don't be scared."
"That's so easy for you to say." I pointed out.
I sighed and got up, walking out of the room to where her mom was waiting. I stepped out onto the balcony and closed the door behind me. She handed me a glass of water and I obliged.
"So when are you planning on proposing?"
I choked, sputtering everywhere as I tried to recover. She waited for me to quiet down before continuing.
"I don't mean that as pressure, I mean that I can see it when you look at her." She said, sipping her tea. "You already look so devoted."
"It's that obvious?"
She gave me a deadpan look. I guess it genuinely couldn't have been more obvious.
"Whatever you two went through, it proved some things for both of you." She said softly. "I have no doubts you'd do anything for her."
I reflected on everything. The banter, the trauma, the kidnapping and aftereffects. A lot of it was pain. Pain I'd happily go through again to have what we have now.
"I really would." I said, feeling a tender smile on my face against my will.
She looked at me for a moment then smiled warmly.
"That's good enough for me. Welcome to the family, Katsuki. I hope you're good at dodgeball." She laughed.
"Oh yea she mentioned that. Are the games really that intense?" I asked.
"You tell me Pro Hero. It's in a couple of months, so you better prepare." She sipped her tea again. "What about kids?"
I stiffened as she looked at me carefully.
"Since you guys aren't using condoms..."
Y/N told her that????
"I um. Don't know. I mean I'm not opposed, I just. I'm still working on the proposing part." I stammered.
"Hmmm. Well she's a sucker for cheesy romantic gestures." She said. "That girl consumed every romcom movie out there. Except the hallmark ones, she hated those for some reason."
Notes for later.
She held out her cup to me.
"Cheers!"
"Uh. Cheers." I clanked my glass to hers and drank some more water.
We headed inside shortly after. Y/N joined us and we all hung about swapping stories. Her mom shared parts of Y/N's childhood. I begrudgingly shared some of mine. I told her mom about the details of my hero work and we both carefully avoided saying any details of our rocky patch. She will tell her mom when she's ready. The end of the day arrived and Mrs. L/N headed towards the door.
"You better visit me next time Y/N." She said softly.
"I will!" She squeezed her and they swayed a bit before letting go.
With a final wave her mom left and we looked at each other. She walked over and flopped on the couch, letting out a huge sigh.
"So! You survived!" She said.
"Barely. Can she really teleport my kidneys out of my body?" I asked.
"Yea. Since she touched you earlier. She can teleport herself and anything she touches within a certain time limit. She later learned how to teleport individual pieces of what she touches after my brother kept getting shit stuck inside of other things." She explained.
"Your whole family is terrifying."
"Crazy right? Could you imagine if we were a family of supervillains? That'd be pretty bad." She laughed.
I briefly considered the implications of just her mom being a villain. She wasn't kidding. Crimes where organs disappear would be hard to track down. We could try tracking the seller but that would involve DNA testing and a ton of man power. Plus all she'd have to do is get someone else to sell it and teleport the goods from a distance. First contact with that seller can be in disguise. Then no contact needed. Body disposal would be easy. She can also delay the point of contact she has with the person so that it would be harder to pin her down. Plus the contact can just simply be brushing their hands or something. Nothing anyone would really notice. We're not even getting into the destructive power of adding Y/N to the mix. A shiver ran down my spine at the theoretical close call.
"Yea." I agreed. "Very bad. Anyway, I wanna cuddle with my girlfriend now. That allowed?" I asked pouting.
"Yes! Let's watch something spooky too!" She said, taking my hand and pulling me to her room.
We laid together watching various shows and talking about nothing for a long while. Eventually the conversation slowed down and it dissolved into just enjoying the feeling of being in each other's arms. I felt my eyes grow heavy as staying up last night caught up to me. Vague images of how she looked while she was with Hosei haunted me. I'll never let that happen to her again. My arms tightened around her.
"Y/N?" I slurred together.
"Hmm?"
"I'll always protect you okay?" I said softly. "Always."
"Okay." She giggled.
"Fuck Hosei." I murmured, feeling myself drifting off.
"Totally." She laughed. "Fuck that guy."
She reached up, running her hands through my hair finally lulling me into sleep.
TO BE CONTINUED
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omg hi cloud so i remember i tried out miraculous ladybug at one point because i like to try out new media and i remember being so annoyed by the one episode i watched and afterwards i was like "i really could have used half an hour for so many other things instead of watch this mess" 😭 GOD the way i forgot her name marionette?? the way she fucking trips over air sometimes is so annoying like she thinks shes straight out of some slice of life anime and other shit i can go more and more on about ughh. glad you healed
HI LUKE!! yeah i'm not surprised that it annoyed you so bad sorry u went through that </3
i forgot her name after reading this if im honest hold on. marinette. yeah it's meant to make her a "cute clumsy awkward teenage girl" and keep some distance between her as a civilian and hero since ladybug is so put together but really it just comes off as annoying especially with how often it happens and like you said how she trips over nothing. every time i see her trip in the opening i get a little more annoyed
it does have some good concepts like personally i enjoy the function of kwamis and their jewlery and the idea of a ladybug/black cat superhero duo representing creation and destruction and the silly crush dynamic would be nice if it didn't suck but the execution of everything is so bad it's unforgivable
unfortunately i dont think ive healed yet i'm going to put the rest of this under a read more to spare everyone bc i have a lot of thoughts on this.
i've seen a lot of people say its a good show like. are we watching the same thing ? this fucking sucks. the writing is horrendous and its being dragged out unnecessarily. when they actually do something interesting it's immediately scrapped. as an example, the bully character chloe was on the track for redemption and then they went "nevermind" and replaced it with bringing her nicer sister in because the creator got mad that people are capable of change and said that this 14 yr old character didn't deserve redemption. and that's not an exaggeration he went on a twitter rant about it. the creators being shit (thomas astruc specifically in this case) is an entire other topic i wont get into just know that they should die :|
also the characters going back on development isn't a one time thing. this is a smaller example that doesn't matter much but still made me mad, but marinette's best friend alya is suddenly convinced that she's just being jealous during an episode where adrien is being forced by his father to go on a trip to model with another girl. it makes no sense since alya and marinette have been friends for a while now, so i don't think she'd be as dismissive.
and of course the "lovesquare" between marinette and adrien aka ladybug and chat noir. the showrunners Know that they've always appealed to not only a younger demographic but shipping culture or whatever its called as well like that was probably their main goal which is why they use the main characters' relationship as a "will they won't they" so heavily even now. it gets people to keep watching
there's an episode where they finally reveal their identities and start dating but then there's a whole bunch of time travel shit and it's a prime example of them dragging it out on purpose. like its the laziest and strangest copout ive ever seen. they literally just went yeah here's the relationship they Could have but because of their love chat becomes evil in the future ! or at least thats what ladybug thinks ! so now they cant get together because she thinks their love destroys the world like. are you kidding me?
also going back to the point of character development there's more than 2 miraculouses of course, the ladybug and black cat are just the main two. and eventually basically everyone in the same class as adrien and marinette get their own miraculous and this causes conflict between the two because she keeps calling on other heros instead of her original partner. marinette ends up saying something unecessarily mean to adrien and he decides to… completely give up on being a hero because of it?
he leaves his miraculous on a rooftop all alone (dangerous because there's a literal supervillain who has been trying to get these to destroy the world) and discards his kwami (who is basically his best friend and is attached to the miraculous). i cannot stress enough that he would never do this. adrien's only freedom in his daily life is being a superhero and to give that up is unthinkable. his days are planned out for him down to the minute by his extremely controlling father and he finds no joy in the things he's forced to do, but he does find joy in being a superhero and getting to actually express himself outside of his father's curated image of him as chat noir.
also lastly just some things i would change off the top of my head:
the design of the hero suits. they aren't good or age-appropriate even a little bit and it really annoys me. i saw someone redesign them so they look like teenagers actually made them and i really liked those designs. if i find them again i'll link it here
the sheer amount of miraculouses there are. i wish there were less but unfortunately it makes for good toy marketing and a lot of hype around the reveal of a new hero or miraculous combo. i think it's just unecessary to have so many though especially to the point of everyone in the same class having a miraculous. at that point it shouldn't be hard for the villain to figure out their identities
sorry that was really long <3
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Chloe's Lament
Why no! I'm still not over Miracle Queen, why do you ask?
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They were impossible odds to begin with.
That was why they had failed.
Miracle Queen smirked as Ladybug was stung by her wasps and put under her control. Seeing the once great hero brought low really filled her with vindictive satisfaction.
“See?” She sneered. “I didn’t need you. You needed me!”
If anyone had the right to destroy Ladybug, it was her. After all, hadn’t she deserved this? What right did Ladybug have to refuse her her Miraculous anyway?
Well, it didn’t matter anymore. Because now all of the Miraculous were hers. Including Ladybug’s and Chat’s.
“My lady!” Chat shouted, though he was helpless to stop it. Helpless to even escape the grasp of her guards.
And speaking of which…
Her guards didn’t move, simply standing in place while they waited for orders. She was mildly annoyed that they couldn’t think for themselves and simply take the Miraculous already to present to her in offering, but…
…actually, no. It was better if she did it. This was her victory, after all.
She considered starting with the sidekick. He had always been an eyesore, anyway.
But Chloe was never one for patience.
At her command, Ladybug approached, apparently unaware of the world around him. Before Miracle Queen, she placed both hands over her ears.
She...seemed to hesitate for a moment.
Miracle Queen arched a brow at that. Was there some part of her trying to resist?
“Give me the Earrings.”
Whatever hesitancy she had vanished and within a second, she had the Earrings off, causing the transformation to fade and revealing—
“Marinette Dupain-Cheng?!”
She barely heard that alley cat’s gasp. She took little notice of Hawk Moth or Mayura’s own responses. She outright ignored the little pink bug thing that appeared and blanched at her presence. She didn’t even register anything any of them said afterwards, her mind whirling from the implications.
She had always thought Ladybug this distant figure. Untouchable. Unreachable.
But for it to be her of all people?!
She wasted no effort on kindness, simply ripping the earrings out of the former Ladybug’s hands with a sneer.
Her own goody-goody classmate just stood there staring ahead blankly. Chloe almost regretted not leaving her unstung, if only so she could see her reaction as she lost everything.
Chloe bit back a snarl at the girl.
She had always been a pest. Always getting in Chloe’s way. Always acting as if she was actually worth anything compared to her. Always denying her—demeaning her—opposing her—stealing from her!
Her Adrien! Her Mom’s attention! And now her Miraculous!
Chloe grit her teeth.
Of course. OF FUCKING COURSE!
“Chloe! Please listen to me!” The Cat was pleading to her.
Chloe felt numb. Her mind still registering the truth.
Because how dare she? How dare she?!
How dare SHE of all people fool her like this!
Words seemed to warble through the static surrounding her.
“You don’t have to do this!”
Have to? Of course she didn’t.
Want to? Oh, she certainly did.
“If Hawk Moth gets both Miraculous, he’ll make the Wish and it could be catastrophic!”
Chloe rolled her eyes.
Like that pathetic stray knew anything.
Of course anyone would say whatever they could to convince Chloe. She barely paid him any mind, still ruminating over the clear deception. How Marinette had gotten one over on her. Again.
All this time, Marinette must have been laughing at her. Trying to use her! Now she lost and Chloe won and people were still acting like she knew better! Like she was still so perfect!
Pathetic.
How could Chloe have ever looked up to her?
“Chloe, please! You can’t let Hawk Moth win!”
“Shut up!”
Hawk Moth wasn’t the winner here, she was!
And she would prove it!
She didn’t even need to waste a wasp on the sidekick. With the guards holding him in place and at her command presenting his hand to her, she was able to get to his Ring easily. His attempts to throw them off or keep his hand closed and protected were useless as she removed the ring, causing his transformation to dissipate.
She gaped.
“Adrien?!”
Him. Adrien Agreste. The boy she loved. The only one who was good enough for her. And he was staring back at her from the same spot where that stupid cat had been.
Adrien…staring at her in a mix of horror and disappointment and rage.
“Chloe…how could you?”
How could she? No! How could he?! He knew who she was this whole time! Why didn’t he tell her? Why didn’t he stand up for her when Ladybug told her she wouldn’t be Queen Bee again? Or hell, give her the Miraculous in the first place? She thought they were friends!
She shoved away from him.
This…
This wasn’t her Adrien!
“Excellent job, Miracle Queen.” Hawk Moth called, pulling her from her thoughts. “Now bring me their Miraculous and the glory shall be yours.”
A pause.
She considered.
Ladybug was defeated. Hawk Moth had won. He had won because of Chloe—the person whom Ladybug—Marinette had looked down on. The city was under her control. Now everyone HAD to listen to and obey her.
Marinette had lost everything and could do nothing about it while Chloe was free to be the Queen she always deserved to be.
Wasn’t this enough?
Wasn’t all of this…finally enough?
Silence.
Hawk Moth was waiting.
Her subjects were waiting.
Everyone was waiting on Chloe.
It was all about Chloe now.
So…wasn’t that enough?
“No.”
This wasn’t enough.
This wasn’t nearly good enough to appease her.
Hawk Moth frowned.
“What?”
“No!” She replied. “I don’t have to. I don’t want to. And now that I have these, I don’t need to.”
She smirked up at him.
“I don’t need you anymore! I don’t need any of you!”
She held up the two Miraculous in victory.
“Now I’M the one in charge!”
“Chloe, don’t do it!” Adrien shouted. “You don’t know what the Wish will do!”
“I’m not listening to you anymore!” She shouted. “When Ladybu—when SHE refused to give me my Miraculous back, where were you?”
“Chloe!”
“NO! What right does she have to say who deserves a Miraculous or not? She should never have been Ladybug!” She shouted, stomping her foot. “She doesn’t deserve it! I do! And I just want what I deserve!”
“Miracle Queen, don’t be foolish!” Hawk Moth ordered. “You are to hand over the Miraculous to me!”
“So you can just take my power away and leave me in the dust? I don’t think so! No!” Chloe shook her head. “This power is mine!”
The power and the Wish—wasn’t that what they had said? Wasn’t that what Hawk Moth had been after all this time?
Well, it was Chloe who won. Not Hawk Moth or any of his other lame akumas! HER! So Chloe earned this!
Which meant that the Wish was rightfully hers!
She turned towards Marinette with a smirk.
And she knew exactly what she wanted with it!
But first, best to get the riff-raff out of her way.
With a flick of her control, the wasps converged on Hawk Moth and Mayura. In a matter of seconds, they were under her control as well. The last thing she needed was either of them getting in her way.
The kwamis gaped at her in surprise, like they didn’t think Chloe could plan for things? Please! These peons were so below her it was embarrassing!
Chloe was smart! She was smarter than anybody! Better than everybody! Certainly better than that wannabe heroine! Even the universe agreed! Why else would she be blessed as she was?
She looked down at the two Miraculous in her hands with a smirk because this? This just proved it!
Of course she was better! And now everyone would know it, too!
Especially…
She turned to face Marinette once more.
Because this time, there would be no interruptions for Chloe’s gloating.
And boy, was she going to gloat.
“So…how does it feel to be the one to lose for once?”
Marinette simply stared blankly, as if she didn’t actually understand what Chloe was talking about.
“All this time,” Chloe continued. “You’ve been playing it up for the masses. Making everyone love you. Pretending like you were actually worth something. And all just to look down on everyone and boost your own ego!”
She laughed.
It sounded hollow to her own ears.
She pushed through.
“Like it wasn’t bad enough even as a civilian! You were always showing off! I bet being a hero was everything you ever dreamed of so you could get twice the attention!”
Marinette didn’t respond.
Adrien, however, did.
“That’s not true!” He shouted, struggling in vain to pull out of the hold as he defended his ‘Lady’. Gag. Miss her with that shit. “She’s never shown off or done any of this for attention! She’s not that selfish!”
Chloe was only more infuriated.
“Of course she is! The glory! The popularity! The power it gives you over other people! Why else would someone like her be a hero?”
Adrien actually seemed to find his spine, because he glared at her.
“That might be what you would do, Chloe. But that’s your choice. That’s how you choose to respond to things. Not everyone is like that!”
“Adrikens!” She gasped, appalled that he would argue against her like this.
“No, Chloe! You’ve done some horrible things, but this is probably the worst! You helped Hawk Moth! You betrayed everyone!”
“Oh please!” She said, brushing him off. “I wasn’t helping him, I was only using him. Now the city is safe and it’s all thanks to me!”
“Then why aren’t you freeing everybody?” Adrien demanded. “Why reveal Marinette? Why take over the other heroes and make them fight us? Why not just use your power to control Hawk Moth and let everyone else go?”
“Why should I?” She asked, flippantly. “They were all useless anyway.”
She had always wanted people to respect and obey her, and now they would! So she would be waited on like the Queen she was, and they would have some actual purpose to their lives.
Really, if anything, she was the gracious one, here.
It wasn’t like any of them were useful otherwise.
But something seemed to upset Adrien, as he winced at her statement and shook his head. She didn’t really know why.
“No one is useless.”
She sighed.
“Oh, Adrikens.” She looked at him in pity. The poor boy just didn’t get how the world worked. “Of course they are. Why else am I here in charge,” she asked, gesturing to herself before turning her hand to gesture to the unmoving ‘Guards’ around them, “and they’re there waiting for orders?”
Whatever response he seemed to be expecting from her, that apparently wasn’t it as he stared at her in shock.
“Chloe, that’s horrible!”
“What? It’s only the truth.”
She won. Lady—Marinette lost. Everyone had to obey her. Why wouldn’t that be the case if she was wrong?
“But it’s okay now!” Chloe said cheerfully as she turned back to him. And—oh, he was drawing back from her. Here poor Adrikens. He always was skittish.
“Now it’s just the two of us. We can do whatever we want, live however we want, and have nothing to worry about. If there’s anything we need done, the peons can take care of it.“
She smiled.
“It’s you and me against the world!”
Just like it always was.
Just like it was supposed to be.
But Adrien…
…he only seemed to look more upset at that. Pale. Almost sick.
“No.”
She blinked, surprised.
“No?”
“No!” He repeated with more emphasis. “I don’t want that! Nobody wants that!”
“I want that!” She replied. Because that was what mattered! As long as she got what she wanted, things were fine! And now they always would be since she would always get what she wanted! What was wrong with that?
“Nobody else wants that!” Adrien bit out.
She rolled her eyes. “Well, they don’t matter.”
Honestly, he must have been stuck under Marinette’s thumb too long to actually take that whole ‘hero’ role seriously. Seriously, people were there to help THEM, not the other way around. It’s a good thing she saved him from that line of thinking.
“They do matter!” Adrien said with a hiss.
He paused, his gaze falling on Marinette.
“She matters.”
And his voice had gone so quiet and soft. She couldn’t recall a time he had ever spoken that way to her.
It only infuriated her.
“Oh please! What has she ever done for me?!”
Adrien actually seemed to look annoyed now. That was actually a new look for him, and she couldn’t recall a time he seemed so angry.
“Do you want a list?”
She rolled her eyes. “Oh come on, there isn’t nearly enough to bother counting, much less make a list—”
“She stood up for you time and again. Both as Ladybug AND as Marinette. More than she had to, especially as the person you’ve been bullying all this time!” He stated flatly, giving her a glare. “She helped you with your Mom and supported you. She gave up on a once in a lifetime opportunity just because you were upset she was the one getting the offer to go with your mother instead of you. And that Queen Bee party everyone put on? Her work. She was the one who got everyone to do it.”
“No, she didn’t!” All of that was just because Chloe was that awesome and people had finally realized it.
“She did!” He insisted. “She stood up for you to Alya over your blatantly false account of how Zombizou was defeated and she got everyone to convincing everyone to throw you a party to make up for saying you weren’t a hero! Even though you never apologized! Even after you tried to get her kicked out of her home city!”
Chloe huffed. “Well, she deserved it! And why should I have had to apologize for anything? It was her own fault I had to do any of that to put her in her place! If she had left, everything would have been better off!”
That way, there would have been no one to challenge her. No one to take attention. No one to be compared to. No one to be reminded was ‘better’. No one for people to admire instead of her.
“She was useless anyway.”
And he just…stared at her. Like she was something abhorrent. Someone he couldn’t even recognize.
“What?” She groused.
A pause.
And then a quiet admission. Spoke just above a whisper but still somehow louder than anything Chloe had heard before.
“Marinette was right. I should never have defended you to her.”
Chloe reared back in hurt.
“Adrien—!”
He only glared at her.
“That day you announced you were leaving, everyone was glad. Nobody was sad to see you go, Chloe! Not one person!”
“That’s not true!”
“They were celebrating, Chloe!”
She froze.
“What?”
“Our entire school was literally throwing a party the instant they heard you would be gone!” He explained. “Teachers were hugging and crying in relief! They canceled classes! There was a conga line at the time I showed up! Fireworks, music, confetti—the works!”
She shook her head in disbelief.
“But...no. That was a party for me. To thank me!”
“Not originally.” Adrien corrected her. “They changed the reason for the party after the akuma attack, but reused everything from it. They just added a banner. That party was only started because you were leaving, Chloe. Not so you would stay.”
She gaped.
She had known they hated her...but that much?
“And the real reason—the only reason they did even that much to turn it around for you was because Marinette asked them to. And that was after you threw a tantrum and tried to get her banished from Paris just for saying you weren’t a hero!”
“But I was!” She shouted, stomping her foot. “I was Queen Bee!”
“Not at that time, you weren’t!” Adrien shot back. “You were a thief who used a stolen Miraculous to try to crash a train!”
“It was her fault for losing it—!”
“Marinette was on that train!” The bug kwami exclaimed, suddenly speaking up. “She and her parents could have died because of your stunt! Her saying you weren’t a hero after that was not only justified, but the very least you deserved!”
Adrien hadn’t seemed to know that previously, as he stared at the kwami in horror.
“She and her family—all of those passengers could have pressed charges! They should have! But Marinette believed you could be better!”
It glared up at her.
“Her saying you weren’t a hero at a time when you had done nothing worthy of the title was nothing compared to that!”
“Shut up!” She hissed, making the thing glare at her. “What does a bug know?”
“Enough.” Adrien cut in. “Do you really think anyone would have decided on their own to throw a party to thank you for something you caused in the first place?”
She didn’t believe it. She refused!
It was only because of her that the city was saved! Was a little gratitude so uncalled for? Seriously, after what she did for them, she deserved a parade at least! They’re just lucky she intervened at all!
She huffed. “Well, it was only the least they could have done after I saved the city from my dad!”
“Who only threatened the city because you upset him to begin with by demanding something he couldn’t give without unfairly hurting people!”
“Unfair?! You want to talk unfair? You heard what she said about me! That I wasn’t a hero! How was that fair?!”
“Because it was the truth?” The black cat kwami replied with a smirk.
Adrien shook his head and just…looked at her like he was disappointed. Like she actually did anything wrong! “It says something that you put Marinette in danger and she still tried to get everyone to appreciate you with that Queen Bee party.”
She blew up at that.
“She only did that because of you!” Chloe practically screamed. “Because she’s so in love with you that it’s pathetic!”
Adrien started in surprise.
“She loves me?”
And she couldn’t believe it, but the damned fool was actually starting to smile and his ears were turning pink! Like that was supposed to be something to be glad about!
Marinette had only ever acted for Adrien’s attention. Even that time she comforted Chloe as Ladybug when her dad was akumatized was probably just to look good to him! It didn’t matter that no one else was there to see her breakdown, it had to have been part of her plan!
She just had to explain it to him! Adrien would be on her side! He was her friend, after all!
“She was only acting nice to make herself look good to you!” She insisted.
He blinked and the happy look was gone. Chloe smirked at that, because he should be disgusted!
But Adrien only shook his head at her.
“Regardless of the reason she did that for you, she’s still the only one who did. Nino didn’t stop DJing that party out of friendship for me. The teachers didn’t corral the students or end the party out of duty to their jobs. The students didn’t receive any lecture for an unauthorized party on school grounds, celebrating a peer leaving, or just about having basic kindness and respect for others. The only one—the only one who not only stopped but advocated on your behalf to get everyone else to do the right thing was Marinette.”
He gestured to the city around them.
“And now after this, I have to wonder if it was really the right thing after all...”
She balked.
“What? No! Adrikens—”
“STOP calling me that!” He shouted sharply.
She took in a breath.
He…never…
Even when he was mad at her, he never talked to her like that!
“Adri—”
“I hate it. I hate that name. I hate how you call me that. I hate how you cling to me and hurt people and try to drive people away but also drive them away from me like I’m not allowed to have friends besides you and I hate…”
He took a breath, coming to a decision.
“...I hate you, Chloe.”
She stared at him, waiting for some sign that this was a joke. Because he didn’t mean it. He couldn’t mean it, right?
But Adrien glared back at her unflinchingly.
She felt her heart freeze.
He...
He meant it.
He really and truly meant it.
“You...you can’t be serious! You would turn on me? For her?!”
He didn’t take it back! Why wasn’t he taking it back?!
“You promised! You promised me, Adrien, that you would always be my friend!”
“Chloe, you don’t know what friends are!” Adrien exclaimed. “To you, they’re either supposed to be servants like Sabrina or things to ‘own’ like me! And I didn’t know better before because I only ever had you. But since I’ve started school, I’ve learned what friendship is!”
He looked away, guiltily.
“I wish I had learned it sooner.”
She stared.
This…
This couldn’t be.
There was no way this was real.
Adrien. Her Adrikens!
“Are you really going to abandon me, Adrien?” She asked. “You, of all people? I thought…I thought you understood.”
He winced.
But he didn’t take it back. Not one bit.
She clenched her fists.
“Fine! Then…then if you want to be with them so much, I’ll just make you one of them!” She shouted, ignoring the tears stinging her eyes. “Then you’ll have to stay with me!”
He looked her in the eyes, solemn but stern.
“It won’t be real, Chloe. Whatever we had…whatever you would call it is already gone.”
“But it doesn’t have to be!” She insisted. “I have the Miraculous. I can just…there’s a Wish! If the world won’t let us be together and perfect, then I can just Wish for it!”
It was in equal parts a plea and a warning. For him to give in, just as he always had. For him to stay by her side like he’d promised.
He clenched his fists. But refused to back down.
“Whatever you do. Whatever world you create. My feelings won’t change.”
“We’ll see about that!”
“Don’t do it!” The bug kwami shouted. “Making a Wish should never be done, especially for selfish reasons!”
“I’m not selfish!” Chloe argued. “I’m the most selfless person I know!”
Adrien didn’t look impressed. Neither did the kwamis. If anything, the bug one looked furious.
“You can’t ignore all the horrible things you’ve done and reasons people could have to not like you, then turn around and figure that doing one nice thing after hurting someone means they now owe you somehow!”
“What,” Chloe bit out, “am I supposed to be owing her instead?” She demanded, gesturing to the still frozen Marinette.
“No!” Tikki replied, earnestly. “Because friendships are not about owing each other!”
“Since when were we friends?” Chloe laughed, jerking away from the annoying pink…thing. “Everyone is so below me it’s ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!”
The thing looked up at her, almost pityingly. “Chloe, you clearly care. That day when you were going to leave Paris, you were crying because you didn’t have any friends.”
Chloe stomped her foot. “That’s not true!”
“But you can have friends!” It insisted. “You just need to be nice—”
“I AM nice!”
“You’ve hurt people, Chloe! Intentionally and maliciously! And right now, you were helping a terrorist just because you didn’t get the Bee Miraculous on demand!”
“It was MINE!” Chloe shouted. “She took it away from me! How was that fair?!”
“It was never YOURS!” The kwami argued. “There is a duty! A responsibility involved! The Miraculous is not a toy! It it not a thing you can just use as you wish! It is a magical artifact that must be used for the greater good! It has a kwami with a name feelings attached to it! Did you ever even talk to Pollen?”
Chloe faltered, but then scoffed. “What would you know?”
Geez, did Marinette always let this thing talk so much?
It was Adrien who answered. “Of course not. Because you never do, Chloe. You don’t talk to people. You don’t consider people. You don’t look at anyone outside of yourself to even notice the effect you’re having.”
The black thing laughed. “You’ve caused a good half of the akumatizations in the city! In all our time active here so far, it says something that we have spent more akuma fights protecting you than any other person.”
The bug nodded. “And not once—not once have you ever so much as acknowledged doing anything wrong! Much less apologized!”
Oh, now Chloe knew she was full of it. “Because I wasn’t wrong, duh!”
She was. Because why else would Ladybug refuse her when Chloe had already proven herself? And she had! No other hero was nearly as good as her!
“Of course I wasn’t wrong!” She insisted. “Because even the universe knows it! That’s why I won! I’m a better person, a better hero, and a better Guardian than she could ever try to be!”
The bug was having none of it.
“Marinette is a better Ladybug—a better person than you ever will be. And that’s because she chooses to be kind! Regardless of the circumstances!”
It glared at her defiantly.
“Even if your positions were switched, that wouldn’t change.”
Chloe glared. “Why you—!”
How dare she?! Acting like she was better than her?
But Adrien cut her off.
“I kept telling myself that they don’t understand. That I knew who you really were. That other people just didn’t know you.”
Chloe gave a disgusted look at the prospect. She didn’t get why he looked so angry though?
Or why that look was directed at her?
He…wasn’t still serious about hating her, was he?
Adrien shook his head, completely infuriated.
“But I was just making excuses. It wasn’t that they didn’t know you…it’s that I didn’t.”
She balked.
“What? Of course you know me!”
It was why he was so perfect. And the only one worthy of her, after all!
Or…well…had been, she remembered, shooting him a petulant glare.
But Adrien refused to be cowed.
“The Chloe I thought I knew never would have done what you have! You were willing to go this far—help the enemy and take over the city all for the sake of your own self interests! Even if she had given you the Bee this time…what about the next time? Or the time after?”
This was irritating. He was acting like Chloe was the one bringing THEM down.
“At least I would have gotten my Miraculous!” She pointed out. Because that was what mattered here! It was only what she deserved and Marinette was the one in the wrong for not giving it to her! Everything would have been fine if she had!
Adrien glared at her—and she couldn’t recall a time he looked so angry. Not with anyone. And especially not with her.
“I had already enabled you enough, Chloe. And I encouraged others to do the same, thinking it would help you. That if they got to know you—if you had enough support, eventually you would open up and finally be the great person you always seemed to think you were. That they just needed to give you a chance and you would be satisfied and everyone would finally get along. But I was wrong.”
He looked done. No, even worse, he looked done with her!
He hung his head.
And near whispered:
“You’re the sort of person who is never satisfied with anything.”
And with that, Chloe broke.
“SHUT UP!”
With a wave of her hand, the wasps surged forward and Adrien was made into another of her mindless thralls. But she didn’t care. He was as good as lost to her anyway and in her mind, there was only one person to blame.
“Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!”
She spun around on the expressionless Marinette in a rage, zeroing in on the cause of all her problems. Even now, the former hero still somehow looked so goddamn noble!
“You don’t deserve to be Ladybug!” She shouted, eyes wide and spittle flying. “You don’t deserve your Miraculous! You don’t deserve your life! You don’t deserve ANYTHING!”
She clenched her fists tighter.
Her palms hurt, drawing her attention back to her clenched fists and specifically to the two Miraculous she had in each.
She smirked.
“I do. And now I have the power to fix that!”
She turned away, putting the Ring on her finger.
"You becoming Ladybug was a fluke!” She continued, moving on to the earrings. “You just got lucky! It was just a chance! Anyone else could have had it!”
She put in one earring.
“I could have had it! I would have deserved it more!"
She put in the other earring.
“I deserve it more than you!”
“Don’t!” Came a little voice—the pink kwami. Whatever the hell her name was was now floating in front of her waving her arms frantically. “The Wish isn’t without consequences!”
Chloe cut Tikki off.
“Just shut up and grant my Wish!”
The bug gasped right before her mouth disappeared. Nice! Chloe liked this feature.
But there was still the distinct lack of Wish-granting.
“Well?” She demanded.
The black one floated up to her.
“You’re going to have to actually say what your Wish is, first.” He said amicably.
See? This is what she needed. Simple. Sweet. And straight to the point! If only more servants could be like this!
Of course, if Chloe knew Plagg—or if she was just paying attention, she would have noticed the smirk on his face and been wary of it.
Plagg was a chaotic little kwami. As such, he was never this pleasant, especially to those who were going to use him in a way he didn’t like.
Chloe did not know this. And in this moment, she was too driven by rage and spite to consider it.
She was used to Pollen, after all. A quiet, subservient kwami who was perfectly fitted to Chloe—a person who was used to quiet, subservient people in her life.
Plagg was neither quiet nor subservient.
When he was, it was a sign to worry.
Perhaps if Adrien had been in control of himself, he could have warned her.
Perhaps if she had put more thought into Marinette’s attempts to help her previously, she would have reconsidered.
Perhaps if she had just given more consideration to Tikki's own warnings against it, she would have taken her time.
But Chloe Bourgeois had won.
She won. Everyone else lost. And that was all that mattered, so it was all she needed to think about.
And thus, without hesitation. Without thinking twice.
“I Wish—“
Chloe made the Wish to rewrite the world.
And
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w e n t
b l a c k . . .
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Reality is not as one would expect. It is both more complicated and yet also more simple than one would think. Thus, there is no scientific way to adequately explain the process through which things are rewritten so that something that once was not now is and always has been. Or vice versa.
That is what metaphor is for.
Imagine, if you will, that the story as we know it is a performance. Particularly a play. One where the people we have met—from Marinette to Adrien to Hawk Moth and everyone inbetween are all actors filling certain “roles”. And imagine further that the Universe itself is equivalent to a Director overseeing these actors and their performance.
It was a passable show. Mixed reviews so far. Decent performance depending on the actor and their scene. But overall, it was entertaining enough and there weren’t any major issues.
Not until one of those actors just up and stopped the entire performance in the middle of the climax to complain about the show, insult the Director’s choices, and demand everything be redone with her in a different role.
Now the Universe is not a person. It does not have a form. It simply is. And despite having a will and a sick sense of humor, it is in no way a human.
…but if it WERE a human, what happened next would be the equivalent of it tilting its head and considering the defiant actor before it and said actor’s ridiculous demand.
For one eternity…
Two…
Before shrugging and simply saying “You know what? Fine.”
There was a sound of a “snap”.
The feeling of a curtain closing.
Darkness.
A shuffle from behind the stage.
A cough from the audience.
Then the curtains lifted.
And Chloe Bourgeois woke up in a room she had never been in before.
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glassartpeasants · 3 years
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That ending was a stab on the heart from beginning to end I'm gonna steal bob 🏃🏾‍♀️
The One That Got Away
Shigaraki x GN!Reader
Warnings: Angst, cheating, death
A/N: Don’t threaten Bob
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The bed felt different after that night.
2 months ago you had caught Shigaraki cheating on you with someone random woman. You stood in the doorway just watching, trying to find the words to say but nothing came out. It’s only when you dropped your groceries and your present to him is when he noticed your presence.
*flashback*
“Shit! (Y/N) it’s not what it looks like-” He tripped over his words. You said nothing as you just looked at him, knowing that no matter how much you loved him that there was nothing that could ever make you forget this.
“Fuck just say something!” You were still silent as you dropped the groceries you were holding. It just wasn’t clicking for you. How could he do this to you? what had you done wrong?
“What did I do wrong?” Your voice seemed to echo throughout the room. Nobody said anything. Until she spoke up.
“Oh my god, Im so sorry! I didn’t know he was taken! Please forgive me.” The girl spoke as she jumped outta bed and started putting her clothes on.
“It’s okay. I forgive you.” Those words spilled from your mouth before you could actually say anything you meant. The girl had hugged you before saying she was so sorry a final time. Flipping off Shiggy on the way out.
“(Y/N)...i promise we can talk about this.” You just kept looking at him. Those eyes seemed to burn into his soul. He doesn’t think you noticed the tears spilling from your eyes. He was about to say something to you but you started to walk towards him. Thinking he was gonna get hit he just stood still before feeling your part of the bed dip.
He turns around to see you laying there, eyes still open with tears rushing down your face, your clothes of the day still on your body.
Shigaraki tried to put his arms around you but you had hit his hands back. and used your feet to push him to the edge of the bed while you laid clung to the wall.
*flashback over*
Thinking back on it you don’t know why you didn’t just walk away. Maybe you were to tired from being busy and running errands for him all day? Did you want it to be a bad dream and hope to walk up to realize nothing ever happened? Whatever the reason was, you weren’t sure but a part of you wishes that you left that night.
Now you sit at the bar, sitting far away from what use to be your boyfriend, not even taking a glimpse of him and he knew it. You just sat in the corner drinking and looking on your phone until a familiar smell approached you. 
“Oh hey Dabi.”
“Hey there (Y/N), why aren’t you hanging out with crusty over there? He keeps staring at you and the tension in here could be cut with a knife. It’s been two months and apparently everyone said i should ask what's going on.”
“Im not going near him at the moment. We’re on a break per say.” this seemed to peak Dabi’s interest as he leaned closer.
“Oh? Did crusty do something?  Your secret's safe with me, i swear on my soul.” What did it matter if you told Dabi? He already doesn’t respect Shigaraki so why not, plus, so what if that fuck didn’t want anyone knowing, he shouldn’t have cheated when everyone else was sleeping in the base.
“Don’t tell anyone I told you but, 2 months ago I caught Shigaraki cheating on me...” You felt small tears prickle the corner of your eyes. Bringing your hand up to your face you rub it away, hoping to ignore the pain that was banging against your chest.
“What a dick, wanna make him pay?” You look up at Dabi who had a huge grin on his face. You thought about it for a good few seconds before shaking each others hand.
“Once Shigaraki goes out on that mission today, we’ll talk more.” Dabi said before getting up from his seat and grabbing a drink from the bar.
You didn’t know what Dabi had planned but you hoped it would bring Shigaraki the same pain you felt that fateful night 2 months ago.
~~~
You sat on the ground in Dabi’s room as he paced back in forth, coming up with revenge plans. All of them sucked or ended up with you guys might going to Jail.
“New plan, everytime Shigaraki wants to hang out tell him you had plans with me and leave the room. You can go somewhere and i’ll go somewhere with you. Effectively ditching him.” Thinking, you try to come up with all the pros and cons this proposal Dabi shared with you. But soon your hurt over ruled the logical side of you and you agreed to it not a moment later.
“Great! Now all we need is for Shigaraki to ask to hang out with you. Don’t know how long that’ll take though...”
“I usually ignore him after what happened but sometimes he asks to hang out with me whenever its a slow day at the base or if he’s bored.”
“ Well guess we have to wait tell then huh?” Nodding your head, you get up before putting a thumbs up in his direction. You walked out of his room and see Shigaraki sitting at the bar. He must have finished his mission early. You rolled your eyes before sitting on the other side of the bar counter. You could feel shigaraki look at you through father.
“Hey....”
“.....”
“Look im sorry, a-and i know that doesn’t excuse what I did but please-” You got up before he could finishing his sentence as you walked towards your shared bedroom. Going in there use to give you comfort but now everytime you step into that room you see that fateful night over and over again.
You sat on the bed before hearing Shigaraki’s footsteps coming towards the room. Furrowing your brows, you ignore him as you put your shoes on. You needed a little bit of fresh air so you were planning on going to the local park to relax a bit. You weren’t a villain like the rest of them, you were just a simple civilian. Not that you minded really. It was peaceful not fearing for your life everyday and having the fear of failure not on your shoulders.
You didn’t really have a quirk so you just ignored the questions when people asked you if you had one. 
“Can I talk to you?” You were dragged back to reality when Shigaraki’s voice rang through your ears. Annoyed you just answered hoping that the conversation would be short. 
“What do you want?” You voice was snappy and you could feel the venom dripping from it.
“I understand that your mad. And you have every right to be but your not even giving me a chance to redeem myself and-”
“Redeem yourself? Why the hell would I do that? YOU cheated on ME. LIke hell im gonna forgive you so easily.”
“It’s been two months! What happened was in the past!”
“It was in the past my ass. How would you like it to see your lover in bed with another?!”
“I-”
“I felt like my soul died that day. I thought I was your only one! Only to find out that you slept with her! Was she a one time thing or were there more hookups?!” You stood up from the bed as your fists turned white and your anger slowly erupting.
“.....”
“TELL ME DAMNIT!”
“Three...there were three different occasions...” Now the tears were kicking in. You were hoping that it wasn’t true. What if there was more and he was only saying three just to ease your heart?
“Why? Why would you do this to me? What did I do to deserve this?” Your questions were like knives stabbing into Shigaraki’s heart. He wanted to tell you the truth, but he didn’t want your heart to hurt more than it already was.
“Im not going to ask again Shigaraki. You either tell me the truth or I will walk out of this base and never come back.”
“The...the first time it was a drunk accident, the second time Dabi had brought her to the base and one thing led to another. The last one was the same as the second one.”
“Did...did Dabi know about the affair?” You were begging, no pleading for him not to have known. You didn’t know if your heart could take it.
“Yes...” That was it. That was the thing that broke you. Walking up to Shigaraki you pushed past him before flipping him off and saying one final line.
“I would rather die that ever be with you again.” And with that, you left the hideout. You speed walked through the alleys to get to you parked your car. Your friends house was pretty far and you didn’t feel like walking in the dead of night were criminal activity was more active. 
Getting in your car, you turn on the radio and start breaking down. Your tears were blurring your eyesight as you put the car in drive. 
The streets weren’t busy except for the occasion car with some college students. Or drunk people walking along the sidewalk. The sound of the radio blasting songs that were supposed to be happy barley brightened up your mood as you drove down the dark highways.
All of a sudden a bright light hit your eyes from the right side. Some fuck must have had their brights on. But you had the right away so you went. All of a sudden a huge crash rang through your ears and the world became dark.
~~~
A ring came from Shigaraki’s phone. Looking at the clock he noticed it to be 2am. Annoyed he just decided to answer it.
“Hello, this is (hospital name). You were listed under a emergency contact for (Y/N) (L/N).” Shigaraki jolted awake as his hands reached his neck, standing up and already begun to pace the floor of his room.
“Yes did something happen?!”
“At 12am tonight miss (Y/N) was in a car crash. A hit and run to be exact. Their car was totalled after it rolled about 3 times from the speed that the driver hit them. A bystander of the accident called 119. They were in need of surgery immediately once paramedics noticed that they were crushed and bleeding out quickly due to a shard of glass that was stabbed in their chest.”
“Are they okay?!” The doctor on the other end went silent.
“Im deeply sorry for your lost sir. They died during surgery trying to remove the glass that was lodged in their skin. The police are on the look for the suspect. if you wish to see them were on (blank street). Once again, im sorry for your loss. Goodnight sir.” The phone went silent as the doctor hung up. 
Everything seemed to stop as the feared villain feel to his knees. Tears fell from his eyes as his body shook. He realized that now it was impossible to even try. And the last words you had ever said were ‘ you’d rather die than ever be with him again.’ Crying into his hands as his tears made a puddle on the floor.
I guess you took your words seriously.
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girls4keigo · 3 years
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A Bird Whisperer’s Guide to Fighting Villains and Falling in Love | Hawks x Hero!Reader
Summary: Hawks needs help to defeat an upcoming hero attack in Tokyo. What better hero to ask than the one he’s been crushing on for months
Warnings: F!Reader, Hero!Reader, Fluff, Cursing
Reader plays hard to get. Reader has a nature quirk and can control natural elements and talk to animals. Reader is a popular hero
a/n: hi! this is my first post i hope you all enjoy! :)
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You sighed, trying to keep your composure while talking to a bunch of big name heroes. The fundraiser events that your agency made you go to were unbearable. Standing around for hours listening to the most mundane heroes try to impress you with their line of work. But hey, if it helps boost approval ratings I guess it’s not that bad.
For the past year you’ve slowly been climbing the ranks of the hero world. With a powerful quirk and unique fighting styles it was hard to go unnoticed. By now you were familiar with how the industry treated female heroes. It seemed as if the general public cared about anything but your hero duties.
It was all love, relationships, “Who are you dating?”, “What’s your skincare routine?”
You honestly didn’t expect any different but geez, it sure did piss you off. And now that you were in the top 3, you weren’t expecting any of it to die down. Might as well just get used to it.
You continued to chat when suddenly your ear twitched as you sensed a certain birdie approaching.
Oh God.
“Hey. Mind if I steal ya away for a little?” Hawks’ signature smirk appeared on his face as he approached you.
Hawks seemed to really be latching onto you for quite some time, well since the new hero rankings were announced. You were on your way to surpassing the number 2 hero and had gained a lot of notoriety in the past couple of months. 
He was clingy for sure, always play flirting, inviting you to lunch, showing up at your agency unannounced. It was obvious that he was just trying to get a reaction out of you. You’d be surprised if he admitted to actually having feelings for you. Well, not that you cared anyways. Your job was to save civilians, defeat villains, and do things that any other normal hero would. Love was simply not on your agenda.
Holding back a heavy sigh, you complied and stepped off to the side with Hawks.
He seemed delighted by your decision, using his feathers to fetch you a glass of champagne off of one of the caterer’s trays as you two walked over to the bar area.
“So your agency makes you come to these lame things too, huh?”
You didn’t answer, not very interested in the direction that the conversation was going in.
“You look nice.” He bit his lower lip, dragging his eyes vertically across your figure.
“Thank you.” You replied, taking a sip of your champagne.
After you both had made your way over to the bar he instructed his order to the bartender, asking you if you wanted anything and keeping the same dumb smirk on his face when you denied.
“Rarely ever see you in a color other than green. I mean, I guess it’s your entire thing but I really dig this red look you’ve got goin’ on” He mused, as he watched the bartender carefully make his drink.
He wasn’t lying. He’s been eyeing you since you walked in, you look good.
“What do you want, Hawks?” You asked, visibly annoyed.
“Damn.” He chuckled, “Small talk isn’t your thing, noted.”
You side-eyed him, getting impatient with his overly relaxed demeanor.
Catching the hint, he got straight to the point. “There’s some trouble going on in Tokyo.”
Now you were intrigued. You took another sip of your champagne, “Petty villain attacks like always, isn’t it?”
You turned towards him, he got a good look at your face before he answered.
Fucking pretty, he thought to himself.
“That’s what I thought at first but it’s getting harder to believe that as I do more digging.” He looks around before inching closer to you, trying to keep his volume to a minimum. “The League is planning something big next week. The ‘Rain of Terror’, they’re callin’ it. They’re trying to ease the amount of big attacks in the city to let our gaurds down. And frankly, I think it’s working.”
Your eyebrows furrowed. “How do you know all of this?”
“I’ve got connections,” Was all he said, with a shrug.
Ok, whatever. You’ll confront him about that later. “And this ‘Rain of Terror…’ what does it entail?”
“Bombs.”
“Shit,” You muttered.
“Big ones. Huge ones, actually. I don’t know how the fuckers did it but they found a way to make these huge, bioengineered clouds that ‘rain’ bombs.”
You grew uneasy. Raining bombs? Over the entirety of Tokyo? The amount of destruction it would do to the earth, to civilians, made you panic. Hawks sensed your uneasiness but continued anyways, “I want us to team up. Your quirk would be useful with the entire controlling nature n’ weather thing.”
He loosened up from his serious expression, talking a bit louder and showing a teethy smile, “Plus I think we’d make a pretty good team. I’ve already got a plan so we’ll meet up at yours tomorrow.”
“As in my house? Why not anywhere else?” You questioned.
“Well,” He grabbed his drink and used his free hand to rub the back of his heck, “This isn’t really the typa thing we can talk about in public. Mass hysteria, panic, that type of thing. And my living situation is pretty…complicated right now.”
You felt a small tap on your shoulder, followed by the voice of your high school aged sidekick. You turned to the younger hero. “Uh..Y/N? It’s time to go. I gotta be back by 11.”
You sighed before turning back to Hawks.
“Kids and their curfews, right?” He commented.
“Fine. I’ll have my agency send you my address. Don’t come during the day.” That was the last thing you said before finishing your drink all in one quick sip and making your way to the exit. You could feel his eyes on your backside until you left the venue. And the singular scarlet feather rushing in front of you to open the car door for you was really the cherry on top.
You rolled your eyes.
“Woah.” Your sidekick mused, “He seems to really like you. You should give him a chance, he’s hot.”
You giggled at her comment, “He doesn’t really like me, y’know? He flirts with every female hero.”
You heard a slight tap on the window leading up to your balcony. You already sensed him flying towards you when he was about a mile away, but your bedroom? Reluctantly you walked over and opened the sliding door.
“Never heard of a front door?”
“Well that’s no fun, is it?” He said, displaying his signature smirk. You looked cute out of your hero clothes. Hair tied up and messy, and in big comfy clothes.
Adorable, he thought to himself. He walked in as if it was his own befroom, slipping off his shoes, gloves and jacket and placing them in the corner of your room.
“Make yourself comfortable I guess.” You deadpanned at him, “And we’re still going downstairs anyways.” He shrugged.
He couldn’t help but be taken aback by the layout of your room. There were plants in almost every corner, on every shelf. Vines growing on your walls, half read books strewn across your bedside table and dresser, your pet birds of all different shaped and sizes flew freely around your room, chirping every once in a while. “So you’re a bird whisperer, huh?” He said, looking around.
“I’m an animal whisperer.” You said, “That’s kind of like my entire thing.”
He let out a hearty laugh before making his way out of your room.
“Tea?” You asked, heading towards the kitchen as the winged hero made himself comfortable on your couch.
“Sure.” He picked up your remote with one his feathers, flicking through the channels.
He turned his attention to you a couple moments later as you took a seat across from him at your coffee table, setting down two mugs of green tea.
He explained his plan carefully, paying close attention to all details and pausing for any questions you might have. You had to admit, as much as an annoying asshole this guy could be, he knew what he was doing. You could tell he plans his strategies very carefully, as much as he likes to come off as lazy and laid back to the general public. He was a damn good hero. And you hated admitting it but he was right, utlizing his speed and your ability to control weather, it wouldn’t be all that hard to stop villain attacks.
Hawks also couldn’t help but admire you. You seemed attentive, always paying close attention to detail and asking a lot of questions. I mean he already knew you were good at your job, watching some of the viral videos of your fights with villains.
When the day finally came, it went as smoothly as planned, of course with a little bumps along the way. Still, the few civilians that were hurt only had minor injuries, and you and hawks made it so only a couple bombs hit the ground.
You, Hawks, and some other minor heroes who had joined mid-battle regrouped to talk about how to resolve the collateral damage.
“It’s not too much to be honest, I’ll have it all repaired by midni-“
“Wow! What an incredible display of courage from Hawks and Mother Nature, currently sitting at number 2 and number 3 of Japan’s Hero BillBoard Chart!” A loud reporter exclaimed, accompanied by a camera crew.
Of course.
You tried your best to ignore and keep talking to fellow heroes until a microphone was shoved in your face. The face of the reporter gleamed as she talked to you. “Tell me Mother Nature, how does it feel working with number 2 hero Hawks?” You winced at the question, but answered nevertheless.
“Hawks is a  diligent hero with a lot of experience under his belt despite being so young. It was great working with him.” You answered, forcing a smile on your face.
“There’s speculation that you two planned this together..is this true? How were you able to predict this attack? More importantly, are you two dating?” Those questions hit you like a truck.
“Um..no comment.” Was all you could answer with.
Nevertheless, the reporter persisted, “Well there has to be something going on. It’s just my opinion but you two seem perfect for each other.” She giggled at the camera, “Please! The public is dying to know!”
Before you could even muster up an answer to the reporter’s overwhelming question, a giant scarlet wing came between you and the reporter, blinding both her and the camera from your view.
“Hey. She said she doesn’t wanna talk about it. Let’s respect personal boundaries, yeah?” Hawks said in a nice but slightly defensive tone.
You blushed, looking up at him. As nice we he was trying to sound, he looked angry. And damn right he was. How dare they talk to you like you’re no more than just some D-list celebrity? You’re a fucking hero, who cares about dating speculation when you just saved Japan’s largest city? And how dare they ask questions about him when you were the one doing most of the work. He was enraged, and it was his natural instinct to protect the thing he cared for.
Before you knew it, he latched his arms around your waist, pushing you into his chest.
You were flustered. “What are you-“
“Let’s go.” Was all he said before flapping his wings, sending you guys soaring through the air.
You held on to him for dear life, damn was he fast.
Hawks smirked to himself, feeling your rapid heartbeat against his chest. You were trying your best to hide your blushing by burying your face in his neck, granted that probably made it worse because he could already tell by how hot your face was.
God, she’s adorable
As soon as you two landed on top of a building, you pushed him away as quickly as possible.
He chuckled, putting both of his hands up in defense, “You’re the one making this awkward y’know? Plus you owe me for saving your ass.”
You were angry. Was it because of the downright rude questions that the reporter asked you not too long ago, was it because you knew tabloids would be posting all about you and Hawks for the next couple of days, was it because you were..warming up to that damned bird?
And then you started. “Just so you know, this..us..is not a thing. It will never be a thing. I wish you’d just stop flirting with me all the damn time. Just move on to the next female hero. I actually don’t care what you do. Just leave me alone. I don’t understand why you have to be so clingy, it’s annoying.”
Hawks did nothing but smile, listening to you ramble.
“You know…I-“ He interjected, only to be interrupted by you.
“And geez, you’re so goddamn entitled. I owe you? I don’t owe you anything. I didn’t even need your help. You’re no different from any other guy, you’re fucking insuffer-“
Hawks shut you up with a gentle kiss on your lips.
Oh.
“You talk too much.” He said in a low whisper, before pulling on your chin to kiss you again. You kissed him back, resting your hands on his chest, completely indulging in the moment.
Fuck. Your knees were weak. As much as you wanted to keep going you pulled away, blushing furiously and refusing to make eye contact with him.
“Oh? So now you’re shy?” He chuckled, pulling you closer to him. He tried to catch your gaze but you just moved your head away from him each time.
“Someone might see us. This is bad,” You were able to muster out.
“You’re so fucking cute.” He said, making you blush even more. He continued, “I don’t flirt with you for no reason, y’know? Sure, sometimes it’s just to tease..but I think you’re amazing.”
You felt like you were melting in his arms. Unable to find the right words, you panicked. You were gone in seconds, manipulating the wind so it could carry you back home, the same stupid blush unable to leave your face.
“Call me!” He yelled.
That damn bird.
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roscgcld · 3 years
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Hehehe
Thinking about Mafia!Nanami beating the shit out of people who made fun, harassed or dare to touch you. Maybe he might even kill them.
Mafia!Nanami goes feral if he finds out that you were kidnapped or held hostage. No one dare to talk to him unless he talked to them, even Gojo, the one who always tease him dares not to tease him at this moment, because he knew he might kill him for real this time.
When Mafia!Nanami finally found you with his men only to find you beat up with bruises, cuts, and blood on your face. He finds himself picking you up carefully, making his way to his car only to bring you to shoko, his one trusted doctor.
You woke up in an unfamiliar ceiling and you felt a presence beside you, it was Nanami. You we're so sure he stayed the entire time whilst recovering. You shook him lightly as you called out his name.
Once he woke up, he was relieved to find you awake yet he felt guilty for not protecting you enough causing this whole mess, yet you reassured him that it wasn't his fault and it was yours for letting yourself get caught.
But you also wonder, why you? I mean, he's good looking, he was an army of men, he's rich, he can attract women just by looking at him for a second. So why you?
'why me?'
'what do you mean?'
'why me? I mean, I'm just a normal citizen, I'm not as good looking as you, just... Why me?'
'... Because it's you. In all my years living, you were the only one who made me feel complete, you accepted me for who I am. I feel like a different person with you. You don't need to be like me to be with me, you don't need to be good looking as I am, because you already are.'
It made you realize that it was never about what is in the outside, it more in the inside. You wish to hold him for as long as you live, and you wish to be with him in your next life. Because he felt like home to you.
Kinda wanna make this into a whole fic XDDD
PLEASE - IT IS SO FUCKING HOT AND FOR WHAT???
Just imagine the anger this man will be radiating off of him when he realises that someone took you away from him? He had sent his finest of men to make sure you're safe. Only to have one of his lower rank men betray him for a quick buck. He handled that 'loose end' first before he dove head-first to look for you.
I like to think that others, even his close friends like Gojo, have never seen him care so much for anyone. He always acts like everyone around him annoys him and is not worth his time and day; keeping his private relationships like his parents under very tight wraps. So seeing Nanami basically barking orders around to the terrified men to look for you, a random civilian, has everyone curious to know about you.
Especially Gojo - who wants to milk you for all the embarrassing things that Nanami does when he finally returns home from work. Plus, he is a little shit and wants to find a new way to press Nanami's buttons lol.
But bestie - if you write this, put me in your taglist pls T^T I will read the hell out of that
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alrightberries · 3 years
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❈ pairing: levi ackerman x reader
❈ genre: fluff. ❈ word count: 2.6k
❈ summary: It’s your first day out of the Underground District and on the surface. Levi helps you get settled.
❈ trigger warnings: profanity.
a/n: i would like to confess that i was in A Mood.
mini sequel: truly, madly, deeply
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i. morning
The first thing you noticed was that it was bright. Too bright.
Not the kind of brightness you saw in the warm glowing lamps that littered the Underground District, but the kind that made your eyes squint and feel sore- like they were going to pop out of your head any time soon. Your hand slips out of Levi’s to block out the light hurting your irises.
He stops walking up the staircase and turns to look at you.
“Here.” He murmurs. He places down the boxes he was holding and takes off his green Survey Corps cape, draping it around your shoulders and clasping it at the front before drawing the hood over your face. The sunlight is no longer as harsh.
“Better?” He asks, and you nod.
“Much. Thank you, Levi.”
He hums in acknowledgement, one hand picking up the boxes with your luggage and the other one slipping through yours to slowly lead you up the staircase once more. He could tell from how you squeezed his hand and kept taking deep breaths behind him that you were nervous. He couldn’t blame you, either. He remembers being the same with Isabel and Farlan two years ago.
Two years. That’s how long it’s been since he was captured and taken to the surface. Since last saw your face and heard his name slip from your lips.
It took the better part of two years to barely scrape up enough money to buy you citizenship, but as he leads you through the stairway with your warm hand in his, he knows he wouldn’t hesitate do it all again.
For you.
“It’s going to be brighter once we reach the surface.” He says. The last step of the stairway was nearing. “I know you won’t, but close your eyes if you have to. You might get disoriented if you don’t.”
True to his words, you did end up getting disoriented because you refused to close your eyes. But really now, how could you? 26 years you’ve waited for this day to come. And you would be damned if you didn’t take everything in the second you set foot above ground for the first time.
As you reached the surface, Levi notices you flinching, turning your head away from the light and gritting your teeth once you set foot on the cobble stoned streets above. Despite your clear discomfort at the brightness, you made no move to close your eyes. In fact, you even braved to let them roam around.
“Stubborn dumbass.” He scolds quietly.
He leads you a little ways off from the exit of the stairway to put your stuff in the small wagon in front of you. The small wagon was drawn by a gorgeous black horse, and you realize that this was probably the beloved mare Levi spoke of in his letters.
“Is this Estreya?” You ask. Levi hums in agreement and takes the last box you were holding to place it with the rest of your luggage with a low grunt.
When he looks back at you he notices your eyes are still squinted, but your teeth were no longer gritted. The hood was still drawn over your face and one of your hands was still shielding your eyes from the burning light. You weren’t even going to lie, you were half terrified that your eyes were going to melt from how hot the sun was.
“Have you ever ridden a horse before?”
You scoff. “Yeah, because horses are really common in the Underground.”
He doesn’t reply to your quip. Though the way his eyebrows relax and his lips twitch up in the slightest doesn’t go unnoticed by you.
“Ride the wagon. You’ll fall on your ass if you try to go on horseback.”
“If you say so, Captain Levi.” 
It was now his turn to grit his teeth. He knew he shouldn’t have told you about his promotion.
“Tch, just get on. Or I’ll leave you stranded in Wall Sina.”
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ii. noon
The wagon ride to Wall Rose was something you could only describe as ethereal.
You hadn’t the faintest idea the sky was so big and blue, and how fluffy the clouds seemed to be. The sky seemed to stretch for miles and miles, and knowing that there wasn’t a ceiling above you almost made you want to cry.
Wall Sina was beautiful, as well. Especially the market. The market you passed by almost made you want to stop the wagon and drag Levi from stall to stall to see what they had. They housed probably the most vibrant colored fruits and vegetables you’ve ever seen, and the smell of freshly baked bread made your mouth water. Not to mention, the air didn’t smell like moisture or piss or shit. 
“Don’t get any ideas.” He says, noticing your longing stare at the colorful tents. “You look like you’re about to jump off the wagon.”
“Will you leave me stranded if I do?”
“Yes.”
“Fine.”
Undoubtedly, though, your favorite view from the ride would be what Levi called “the suburbs.”
The tallness of the trees. The freshness of the air. The sounds of ruffling leaves. Birds and critters running around the ground and flying through the sky. The beautiful greens and blues were the biggest contrast to the drab grays and blacks you typically saw in the Underground District, and now you understood why Levi was so hellbent on taking you to the surface and never looking back.
“We’re almost there.” You hear him call out from in front of you.
Your eyes stop wandering around what Levi called a “valley”. You look past his figure sitting on the horse, spotting a castle made of bricks. It looked small from this distance but the closer you got, the more you realized that distance could be deceiving.
“Is that the Survey Corps’ base?” 
“No, it’s a fucking circus.” He replies sarcastically.
“What’s a circus?”
“It’s— nevermind.”
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iii. afternoon
When you got to Levi’s private quarters, you didn’t hesitate to ask for a spare towel so you could take a shower.
You didn’t even bother kissing him or unpacking your things or… making up for lost time, if you will. Instead you made a beeline for the private bathroom connected to his bedroom and spent a good hour inside, talking to him through the door about how you’ve been looking forward to taking a proper shower all week. Levi had to drag you out and stop you from wasting more of the Survey Corps’ water reservoir.
“So, let me get this straight.” You mutter. 
You were sitting on his bed and he was sitting on a chair across from you. Your hair was still damp and your upper half was clad in a spare Survey Corps button down, while your bottom half was clad in nothing but your underwear.
Levi had complained that your clothes from the Underground were too dirty and would have to be washed. You called him rude, only relenting when he offered to do your laundry. But he wasn’t about to complain about the extra chores when it gave him this view.
“You’ve been captain for an entire year and only bothered to tell last week?”
“Yes.” Came his stoic reply.
“But why?!”
“I’m not hearing the end of this any time soon, am I?”
Before you could respond, Levi hears loud banging from his office door (which you noticed was connected to his bedroom) and he sighs as he wordlessly covers your bare legs with a blanket. Confused eyes met his, and all he could do was shrug as he heard the office door breakdown. The loud banging was now being directed at the bedroom door, the only thing separating you from what you assumed was some rabid raccoon.
“Levi motherfucking Ackerman!” You hear someone shriek from the other side of the wood. Okay, so maybe it’s not a rabid raccoon. “Open this door right this instant!”
You hear the lock clicking and the knob turning rapidly. Despite knowing you should probably be scared, you can’t help but smile at Levi’s clear irritation. It wasn’t the genuine kind of irritation. It was the kind he showed to Isabel— the one where he pretends to be annoyed but secretly enjoys their company.
“It’s not locked, four-eyes.” He replies.
Ah, so this must be the Hange he’s been complaining about.
“Then why can’t I open it?!”
“It’s push, not pull.”
Immediately, the banging stops, and silence takes over the room. But the silence is short lived when Hange suddenly kicks the door open and you jump from surprise. 
“Don’t think that I wouldn’t find out about you bringing a civilian to the base, Ackerman!” Hange points an accusing finger at Levi’s bored face. 
“I’d be more surprised if you didn’t. Considering I asked you to sign the authorization letter.”
The soldier ignores Levi’s quip and quickly makes their way over to you, sitting down next to your side and extending a hand.
“The name’s Hange Zoe, Section Commander of the Survey Corps. And you are?”
You warily accept their offer of a handshake. Your eyes briefly flit over to where Levi was still sat, relaxing a bit when he nods to your silent question of whether or not it was safe.
“Y/N.” You give them a polite smile. 
“When Moblit told me Levi brought a civilian to the base, I was ecstatic!” 
What the fuck is a Moblit? You wonder.
Your hands were still joined, and you weren’t sure if prolonged and drawn out handshakes were a custom of the surface. Not wanting to be rude, you continued to shake Hange’s hand, nodding along as they continued on.
“I didn’t peg shorty as the type to play boyfriend.”
“Neither did I.” You chuckled. “But he’s been more than wonderful. He’s more than I could ever ask for.”
Levi bites back the smile teasing his lips.
“Stop shaking Hange's hand. You’ll catch rabies or some shit.”
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iv. evening
It was nearing six o’clock when Levi finally convinced Hange to go away, but only with the promise that he would introduce you to his squadron later at dinner. Normally he’d detest the idea of sharing intimate details about his personal life, but as he listens to you ask question after question about the surface, he deems the small sacrifice was more than worth this small moment with you.
“You said the surface was going to be hot. Why is it so cold now?” You ask, settling into the bed. Levi lifts up the blanket and begins to lie down beside you.
“Because it’s almost night.” He says simply. “It’s hot in the day and cold in the night.”
“Is it always like that?”
“No.” He shakes his head. “It depends on the season.”
He feels you shift closer to him, lifting his arm up and placing it around your waist as your head rests on his chest. He takes a deep breath, and the smell that was so uniquely you fills up his lungs. He almost hums in delight because it’s been two years; he hasn’t had this in two years, and no force on earth could ever take it away from him again.
“Season?” You murmur, sleepy eyes staring into his. 
Levi immediately knows that you’re a bedtime story away from snoozing, and he figures the fatigue is to be expected. You were, after all, being introduced to too many things at once. And judging by the bags under your eyes, you were probably too happy about going to the surface to get any sleep last night.
“Yeah. There are four seasons above ground: winter, summer, spring, and fall. Right now, it’s spring.”
“Will you tell me about the seasons?” 
He feels you shift, pressing a kiss against his cheek.
“You missed.”
You smile. A hand gently reaches out to grasp his chin, pulling his face towards yours to give him a gentle kiss. When you try to pull away, Levi pulls you back in.
“If you’re going to kiss me, do it properly.” He muses as your lips broke apart. The arm wrapped around your waist holds onto you a little tighter as you relax to his side once again, nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck. His thumb rubs small, gentle circles into your arm.
“The flowers bloom in spring. Everything blooms.” He explains. “In fall, the temperature gets colder so the leaves start changing colors.”
“What colors do they become?”
“Mostly brown or orange.”
You nod.
“In winter, that’s when things start getting really cold. Colder than the Underground. Snow starts falling and everything gets covered in it. It’s annoying.”
“But don’t you use winter as an excuse to... y’know, convince your bosses to spend more money on tea leaves?”
It was now his turn to nod, and you merely let out a chuckle. He feels your breath fanning against his neck and he doesn’t stop his head from lulling into yours. He really did miss having you in his arms.
“Figures.” You yawn. “You’re obsessed with that stuff.”
He feels a sleepy kiss press against his collarbones, and he places a tender kiss to your forehead.
“Get some sleep.” He murmurs. “I’ll wake you up for dinner.”
“But you haven’t told me about summer yet.”
A small smile makes its way to his lips, and Levi was thankful that you couldn’t see. He’d never hear the end of your teasing if you did.
“If I tell you, will you stop annoying me?”
“Possibly.”
“Okay.”
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v. midnight
The first thing Levi notices is that it was dark. Too dark. 
A brief glimpse out his open window confirms his suspicions that it was, indeed, night time. He probably slept through dinner.
The second thing Levi notices is that his entire right side was numb and there was a heavy weight on his body, some of it crushing his arm. He hears your sleepy voice mumble his name in your sleep, and he relaxes once he remembers the events of today.
He kept his promise.
You had an entire future ahead of you, and Levi’s heart warms at the thought. Sure, you were a civilian who couldn’t stay in the Survey Corps base forever; and he should probably start helping you job hunt so you could both start saving up for a new house. He’d fight you tooth and nail if you tried to join the military though, and something tells him you probably wouldn’t listen.
But he kept his promise. And that’s all that mattered for now.
He hears you shift in his arms before taking a sharp inhale, and your eyes sleepily open. They glance around the room, trying to remember where you were, before landing on him. A small smile teases your lips, adoration blossoming in your heart at the man in front of you.
“What time is it?” You softly ask. One of your hands reaches out to rub your eyes before he feels a warm palm come to rest on his stomach.
“Late.” He replies. His free hand lands on your soft cheek, and he tilts your head down so he can kiss your forehead. “Go back to sleep.”
You only nod, too tired to argue. You break free from his grasp and Levi is momentarily disappointed when you turn the other way. But then your hand reaches out behind you to sling his arm over your waist, and he shifts closer when he realizes you wanted to spoon.
“So I don’t kill your arm.” You explain quietly.
Levi presses his chest to your back and his leg wraps around yours. His nose is buried into the crown of your hair and he couldn’t help but take a deep inhale and close his eyes. Your hand intertwines with the one slung around your waist, and he feels you lift up your conjoined hands to place a kiss to his knuckles.
“I love you, Levi.”
This time, Levi doesn’t bother to hide his smile. It wasn’t the first time you’ve said I love you, and it definitely wasn’t going to be the last. But it would never cease to amaze Levi how just three short words could turn his stoic and uninterested demeanor into one of smiles that reached his eyes. 
“Y/N.”
“Hmm?”
“Marry me.”
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theclassiccake · 2 years
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i always loved the trope Friend to lovers, when the characters shows they love the reader bc they are more or only soft with them, so if it's okay to ask, how about some Characters (Choose the ones you like to write most,, don't worry ^^) being only soft with a Gender neutral reader? maybe they don't date yet but are sure about how they feels about reader
How about we do Hades and Facilier this time around
No warnings on this one
Hades
With the lord of the dead, let's say you two met after his altercation with Herc. He may have gotten out of that river, but he's still stuck with his dead-end job as the underworld's overseer.
Overtime, he's reminded why he dreaded staying down there in the first place. Nothing not one thing has changed since he's been there. It didn't take long to realize that it never will.
Then he met you.
You might have crossed his path as just some civilian trying to beseech him for guidance. Or you ended up in his debt. Either way, you find yourself intrigued by the god and run into him very often.
More often than he'd like actually. Hades is annoyed at first, unsurprisingly. Yet he doesn't really do much to make you go away oddly enough. It's like he's too exhausted to just lash out and scare you off or even smite/curse you.
After a few more visits from you, he realizes that he.. doesn't have alot going for him right now. He was lucky enough to get out of that river and he's not planning another takeover anytime soon.
Oh what the hell, he's got an eternity might as well do something with it
And so your meetings together become the norm, with you asking questions about him and with Hades answering most of them at times.
He wouldn't admit it out loud, but as the years pass he starts to enjoy your company. Hell it's nice to have any company to be honest. It's not like he has alot of worshipers as it is and he doesn't have anyone close enough to consider a "friend" in the first place.
So to him, it's kinda nice to have someone to talk with for once (y'know someone that won't criticize or belittle him).
You're also a really good listener too. There are times when Hades will just vent to you and you let him. All of the shit he's been wanting to tell someone, anyone finally comes out. You can't imagine how long it's been since a person actually sat down and listened to him.
As you two hang out more frequently, he takes you to different parts of Greece to see the sights. He only does so after you kept reminding him about how he needs to take a break from the underworld (for a little while at least).
It doesn't take long for him to start catching feelings. He'll try to suppress it, really it comes out of nowhere so he doesn't know how to handle it. And he can't bring himself to just ignore you, so he keeps it to himself for awhile.
You start to notice a shift in his behavior recently. It's like he's.. more nervous when he's with you. Not to mention, that he rarely loses his temper when you're around. On a normal day, he'll gladly maim Pain and Panic. But if you're in the same room, he doesn't find himself as angry.
When it starts getting too much for him, he seeks out the fates for help. He asks them if there's even a slim chance of having a future with you. Even though he cares for you, you're still mortal and the fact that he loves you... really fucking scares him. It might not be possible to be with you, but he wants to make sure you'll be okay.
The fates answer in vague verses and only tell him to be patient. He's more lucky than he thinks. It's not like turning you immortal is completely impossible, after all.
They don't tell that to Hades directly though
Dr. Facilier
Now with the doctor, you both meet before the events of the film take place. Being in New Orleans long enough, Doc tends to meet all walks of life in the city.
He spends his days going to different parts of town, seeing who he can swindle to make quick cash. It's not always practical, but it puts food on the table at least. Though he can admit that it gets rather repetitive at times.
But one day he spots a new face.
You meet him as you're working in a quiet little bookstore just off of the quarter. Whether it was by fate or coincidence, he'll never know. During your first meeting, you found him quite fascinating.
He would offer to give you a reading and even tried to get you to visit the emporium. To his surprise, you politely turned him down every time. That made him slightly annoyed and he would find himself visiting the bookstore often just to persuade you.
When his plans to convince you would fall flat, he would eventually give up the act. Doc would make light conversation with you instead since he had nothing else going on that day.
Facilier found the company of a stranger rather pleasant actually
From then on he stops by the bookstore almost everyday, and you're there to greet him with a friendly smile when he does.
If he's perfectly honest, he thinks that being with you is a nice change of pace. Getting to do something besides work all day is pretty great. It's not like he often gets to have a nice chat with someone that wasn't afraid of him or didn't know who he was.
He didn't even realize how much he missed having a real friend until he met you.
You don't seem bothered by him at all. Doc likes to swap some light banter with you and you manage to retort back quickly. He finds that part of you appealing, you're someone he can genuinely joke around with. He feels much more like himself whenever he's talking to you.
Since you're new to town, he takes that as an opportunity to give you a tour of New Orleans. There's never a dull moment with Facilier as he shows you everything the city has to offer.
It hits him like a train when he catches feelings for you. He tries not to think about it, worried that he'll just drive you away if you found out. So he doesn't say anything, yet he can't stop that feeling plaguing him.
You notice that something seems off with the doctor. He's become more and more quiet around you recently. It's starting to worry you at this point. You're most likely the only person in town that he actually talks to on a regular basis. So you can't help but think something's wrong..
As the days go by, he turns to his shadow for advice. He at least needs a second opinion if he should tell you or not. You're probably the best thing that's happened to him in a long time, the last thing he'd want to do is scare you off. He's going about this without a solid plan which just makes him more anxious.
His shadow is just as lost as he is and just gives Doc a shrug in response. He is a reflection of Facilier's feelings after all. Maybe he should quit while he's ahead.
Or maybe his other "friends" could help..
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