#help i just realized i accidentally pink is for girls blue is for boys color coded them

[teslacoils-and-hubris]

pyro x pyro tea party

Theyre butch4fem TO ME!!!

[vrsin]

Heyyyyy~~~~~ Enno~~~ @twilightpoison @cafecourage

For the lovely drawing you made me!

Here is you Sky fic!!!

Hope you like it! Love you~~~ <3

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Above in the heavens, there weren't any clouds to cover the breathtaking view. One would be terrified being this high in the sky, not able to see the ground below. 

Though you couldn't help but sit on the edge with your legs dangling staring at the scene in front of you. No wonder Sky was so excited to show you all his lovely home of Skyloft, it was godly and so beautiful.  

The Chain had arrived in Sky’s Hyrule a couple of weeks ago, the portal dropping them.

As in really dropping them, from the sky.

No one was expecting to walk through the portal to then just free fall in the air. Though it caused some unforgettable reactions from the chain! 

Legend was spinning around in circles holding down his tunic to not accidentally flash anyone in the chain. 

Warrior, oh warrior was the victim to be flashed at. His voice going so high pitched you would think a young girl had the scare of her life! In this case though, you wouldn't be wrong.  

Hyrule was flapping his arms in the air while yelling, “GOOD GREAT FAIRY! GIVE ME MY WINGS!” no one knew what he meant. 

Four and Wind were holding on to each other as they cursed like they have never cursed before. Even ending each other's sentences with very creative curses! It would have been very impressive in a normal situation. 

Wild was going through his Sheikah Slate as he kept yelling about finding his paraglider. “WHERE THE FUCK IS THE DUMB THING THAT WILL SAVE MY LIFE?!?! I DID NOT SLEEP 100 YEARS TO DIE LIKE THIS!” 

Twilight was holding on to the hair of Time as he was spitting out hair and fur from his fur pelt, pretty sure some got into his mouth and caused him to choke a few times. 

Time….

Well, Time was just standing straight, arms crossed over his chest, face blank. “I’m not surprised.” 

Yeahhhhhhhhh…. You might need to talk to Time after this, that...that's just not normal- 

You! On the other hand, were reacting how a normal person should react, yelling your lungs off holding on to the closest thing you could grab, in this case. Sky. 

Your arms wrapped around Sky’s torso, eyes closed with fear, you were thinking if this is where you were gonna die. You should tell Sky how you feel. “SKY!” Yelling over the sound of rushing wind you opened your eyes to look up at him, to tell him how you feel while staring at his ocean blue eyes. 

You expected to see a nervous and fearful-looking Sky, but yeah that's not what you got. 

Sky was smiling so wide you thought he would rip his skin from smiling so big!

 You really thought he lost it.

“I- WHY ARE YOU SMILING??” He didn't answer you as he lifted his hands to his lips to only let out the loudest whistle you've heard. Followed by the screeching of birds. 

One by one each of the Chain was saved by multi-colored large birds. Looking over at Sky his smile never left his face as he brought you close to his chest. Soon a giant red bird flew under you two as you both landed on the soft pillow of feathers. The pure happy laughter Sky let out posed as a small distraction from the confusing events that just happened. The ginormous birds flew to an island floating in the sky.  "We're here!" Sky's booming voice caught the attention of everyone in the chain. 

"This is my home! Skyloft!"

~~~

Skyloft wasn't a very big place but it had its own charms to it, a sense of comfort. The chain was welcomed with open arms as everything was provided to them to ensure their utmost comfort. Sky happily showing around walking through every inch and crevice of his home, his goofy lovable smile never leaving his face. 

His face was so soft and filled with love while showing everyone his home, showing you his home. Introducing you all to every single person of Skyloft including Sun and Goose. Now everyone, after a small celebration, are fast asleep in their rooms. 

Everyone except you, who is watching the spectacular view. Dressed in comfortable pajamas provided to you. The wind softly brushes against you as the soft chill that was not uncomfortable. The air up is so crisp and fresh compared to the land below. 

"What are you doing alone?"

You stop at the sudden voice behind you but shyly turn around coming face what's a smiling Sky.  His smile never once wavered when he was back home. 

"I'm just enjoying the view"

 "Yeah, the view is really gorgeous isn't it…". You don't notice that he was looking at you as he said the statement. He coughed a bit to clear his throat, "How are you liking it here in Skyloft so far?"

Looking over at him, you couldn't help but stare a little bit at his charming face. "Honestly, it's amazing. Everyone here is so friendly, they act like one giant family. The views are absolutely gorgeous and not to mention the lovely birds you all have!" Laughter was shared between the two of you, as you both unintentionally scooted just a bit closer to each other. 

Sky's cheeks tinted a bit of pink raising his hand to rub the back of his neck. "I… um. I can show you the spot with the best view?" Poor boy's face was so red. Your face soon copied the same shade. "I… I would like that."

Standing up he presents his hand for you to take, his head turned to the side. Softly taking his hand he takes it upon himself to intertwine your fingers. 

You could feel the calluses and scars on his hand which are no longer covered by the gloves, though the warmth of his hand was overpowering. A comforting warm feeling, a feeling that you welcomed with open arms. 

Looking over the edge he squeezes your hand. 

"You trust me?"

Without hesitation, you answered. 

"Always."

You both fell off the edge. 

~~~ 

Sky's Loftwing had dropped you both off on top of the goddess statue. Sky was right about the view, you could see everything! Not just all the skyloft but everything further beyond. The wind breeze was soft and it wasn't even cold. 

"I… I have no words." Sky smiled at your response. "I'm happy you like it here."

A nervous chuckle and cough followed up with Sky pulling out his harp from behind his back. You chuckle a bit, "I didn't realize you had that!"  Walking a bit closer to you he looks at the strings, "I have a song that I've been meaning to play, do you mind if I share it with you?" Feeling honored he asked you of course you said yes.. 

Softly beginning to pluck the strings of the harp he did the unexpected,  he began to sing. 

"I used to hear a simple song."

His soft voice perfectly matched the elegance of the harp. 

"That was until you came along." Plucking at the strings he would look up to you as he continued to sing. 

"Now in its place is something new." He seemed to gain confidence, as his voice began to sing louder. Him walking closer to you. 

"I hear it when I look at you." 

He looked up at you with nothing but love. 

A smile gracing his face when he knew he has your full attention. "With simple songs, I wanted more. Perfection is so quick to bore." 

Walking even closer over to you he softly caresses your cheek stopping to play the harp for a second

"You are my beautiful by far." 

Smiling softly he goes back to playing the harp, "our flaws are who we really are." 

Taking a deep breath he isn't afraid to sing his whole soul into this song, "I used to hear a simple song!" 

His eyes never leaving you his smile growing wider soft pink flushing over his cheeks and ears. "That was until you came along!" 

Tears couldn't help escape both of your eyes. You both realize the hidden meaning of the song, "you took my broken melody!" 

The way that Sky looks at you is filled with so much love and compassion. If anyone were to overlook this loving scene. They will mistake it as two star-crossed lovers finally confessing their love for each other, but in reality. They're not wrong. 

"And now I hear a symphony…"

Sky stopped playing the harp now his own voice continuing to be the elegant instrument. You weren't complaining, his voice was always your favorite instrument. 

"Now I hear a symphony..."

You were both so vulnerable to each other, the way that you were looking at each other. The song fresh in both of your minds. 

His hands shaking he went up to caress your cheek, you grabbed his hand and placed it on your cheek to reassure him. The choked-out laugh, his large smile filled with happiness including his tears of joy, sent the full message to you.

Wrapping your arms around each other never breaking eye contact.

Your eyes softly fluttered. 

As your lips finally connect. 

The kiss is so soft and filled with true love. The love you hold for each other. 

Sadly ending the kiss, your foreheads placed together. Your arms never stopped holding each other. 

"I love you."

"I love you too."

[ilici]

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Summary: Karl finally hand delivers the bunny tail to Y/N and finds out she works at a Bunny Maid Cafe.

{Numbers mean Bunny Cafe}

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2809

Karl was now getting off the plane, as he walked to the baggage claim to get his suitcase. Niki and Karl had hid this from Y/N the entire time, making her think he wasn’t coming at all. Once he had his luggage, he was soon looking around for Niki, who instead was picking up Karl instead of picking up Y/N. Seeing her bright pink hair, he walked towards her a bright smile on his face, “Karl!” Niki said once she saw his fluffy brown hair. “Hey!” He said, pulling her into a quick hug, “How was the fly?” She asked, and Karl shrugged, “It would have been better if I wasn’t seated next to an old man who was snoring the entire time.” He said, which made Niki giggle. “I told you I would have gotten you first class, but you denied it.” She said, as the two walked towards her car.

“Yeah yeah.” He mumbled putting his suitcase in the trunk, “I am picking her up from work right? How long is the drive to your house?” He asked, not wanting to be late to pick her up. “Just down the road actually, but Y/N’s work is a ten minute drive. I’ll text her and tell her that I am picking her up instead, but it will actually be you driving my car. She usually is in the back, cleaning, so just wait for her outside.” She said, as she pulled into her driveway. “You weren’t joking when you said it was right down the road.” He mumbled, looking around seeing they lived in a somewhat secluded area. “Yeah, well, I will take your stuff into your room, you should head to her work. I’ll send the directions to you.” She told him, and he got out of the passenger seat, going to the drivers seat. While he was pulling out, his phone dinged indicating that Niki sent him the address for her work.

Pulling it open while watching the road, he saw that he led him to a place called ‘Coney Cafe’. Pushing the directions for it, the monotone robotic voice spoke up, telling him the way. Listening to it, he played some music to fill in the silence when the robot wasn’t speaking. As he was driving, he became more and more nervous, he didn’t know how he’d react or how Y/N would react. His heart was beating through his chest, and he gulped when he saw the little cafe appear in his line of vision. It was small and cute, from what he could see. Getting out, as it was still day light he locked Niki’s car, slowly walking into the cafe. His eye’s nearly bulged out of his skull when he saw three girls in an outfit similar to the ones Y/N was showing him days before. He looked around, seeing only one guy in a outfit that matched a butler, but settled on his head was a pair of bunny ears.

Karl’s first thought was he was at the wrong place, but when he saw a pair of white bunny ears on a similar set of hair, he froze. Y/N slowly walked out, in a white latex outfit, that was identical to Mai’s, and a pair of red knee high socks. He saw her carrying a tray of what seemed to be buns, and she kindly greeted a stranger giving them their desired food. Turning around, Karl locked eyes with E/C eyes, and he felt the breath get knocked out of him. Her eyes were adorned with red eyeshadow that matched her socks, “Karl?” Y/N said shocked, and Karl just let his eyes travel over her slowly, “Hey..” He said, nervously scratching the back of his neck. Sadly, he couldn’t see her smile as it was covered with a mask, that had the cafe’s name on it. “You’re here?!” She said shocked, and he sheepishly nodded his head. “I’m here.” He said, adjusting the mask on his nose, as it kept slipping from him speaking.

“How, what? when?” She asked confused, walking towards him slowly, only then did he realize their height difference. She was about Y/H, and her eye’s seemed much more innocent looking in person. “You work at a maid cafe?” He asked, and Y/N nodded her head, “Niki recommended it, she knew how much I liked wearing stuff like this, and she saw this cafe when she was out getting a tour from Wilbur.” She explained, as she led him to a table to sit him. “Wait here while I finish up.” She said, still trying to wrap her head around the fact that Karl was in the UK sitting, waiting, for her. The only way she recognized him was by the hair, the eyes, and the light blue Sapnap hoodie he wore that stuck out like a thumb. She knew something fishy was going on, because Corpse accidentally said Karl wouldn’t answer her for hours since he was on a plane. Before she could even ask, Corpse laughed and said, ‘Joking’ before hanging up.

She smiled and waved goodbye to her boss, who was always helping around the cafe whenever she was able to. “Bye Notori!” She said, as her boss waved back with a smile that was hidden behind her mask. Sighing, Y/N was mentally groaning because she had to open today, which meant she was awake since 4 this morning. Walking back out from the door that read ‘Staff Only’ she tapped Karl’s shoulder, “Do you want anything before we go? I usually fix myself a cup of Boba.” She said, and Karl just looked at the menu that was on the wall. “Yeah, I want to try the red velvet boba?” He asked, somewhat confused. Y/N smiled, “That’s new actually, it’s milk tea with red food coloring, and boba pearls that taste like red velvet cake.” She explained to him, going behind fixing their drinks. As Y/N made their drinks, Karl couldn't help but look at how amazing her body was, “Like what you see?” He heard a voice behind him, and he turned around coming face to face with the guy he saw earlier. 

“I’m Vincent, but I prefer Vince.” He said, holding out a gloved hand to Karl. Karl hesitantly shook it, “You like her, don’t you?” He asked, and Karl’s face went bright red. He was thankful his mask covered his blush, “What makes you think that?” He asked, and Vince just grinned. “I’m like her older brother, I can tell.” He said, leaning in, “She likes you too. She hasn’t shut up about you since she met you.” He whispers, which made Karl have a boost of confidence. “So, where are you from?” Vince suddenly asked, changing the subject rather quickly, “Uh. Oh, I am from North Carolina.” He said, and Vince nodded, “So what made you work at a place like this?” Karl asked, noting he was the only boy here. “My mother owns the shop, we originally had the shop in Japan, but we moved here for better business, and because my step father lives here.” He explained, and Y/N walked back with two drinks in her hands.

“Hey Vince!” Y/N chirped happily, and Vince just patted Y/N head, ruffling her hair a bit purposely messing up her bunny ears. Y/N’s pout was not visible, as she ordered him to fix her hair and ears. “You’re lucky I have my hands occupied.” She mumbled to him, as Karl watched the two interact like actual siblings. “Oh! Here Karl.” She said, handing him is red drink, he looked at it closely before he noticed how shiny it looked. “Why is it so shiny?” He asked, confused. “I added some edible glitter into yours, special treat since you flew this way to see me.” She shrugged, as the two walked out. “Oh well thanks.” He mumbled, as they got into the car. “My feet hurt.” Y/N instantly whined, taking off her white heels. Karl looked over at her sympathetically, “How long were you walking around in those?” He asked, and Y/N took her mask off revealing her lower half of her face. 

Karl’s eyes immediately went to her lips, and he watched her bite her bottom lip in thought. Her lips looked so soft, that he wanted to just reach out and touch them, but he held himself back. “Well, it is now 3 pm, so maybe 11 hours?” She said, and Karl looked over at her completely shocked. “11 hours?!” He said, bewildered, and Y/N simply nodded. “When we get to the house, you are going to change into comfortable clothes and I am giving you a foot massage.” He ordered, and Y/N looked over at him trying to think of ways to ruin the moment. “Karl.. do you have a foot kink..?” She asked, trying to pretend to be concerned. Karl let out a snort, and a few giggles as he drove shaking his head “No I do not.” He said, and Y/N laughed breaking out of character, “Okay good, that would have been a deal breaker.” She said, and Karl just laughed, as they drove back in peace.

After a short 10 minute silence, Y/N looked over at Karl, who was sipping on his boba. “Has anyone ever told you that your lips perfect for kissing?” She asked out of the blue, making Karl nearly choke. Quickly putting his drink down, he looked over at Y/N as they were now at a red light. “Pardon?” He asked, and Y/N just shrugged, “Nothing nothing.” She said, looking out of her window, and Karl just gaped at her. Hearing a honk, Karl snapped out of his trance and quickly pressed on the gas, turning left. “How long will you be staying?” Y/N asked, and Karl’s brain went numb at the fact that she could act like nothing happened. “Maybe a couple days, weeks.” He said, shrugging and Y/N just nodded. “Did you get the tail?” Karl nodded, “Yeah I did, you can pin it onto your outfits.” He said, “It’s actually under your seat if you want to get it.” He told her, pointing to the floor board.

Y/N reached down and grabbed a bag, pulling it up she looked seeing a ball of fur. Smiling, she grabbed it and took it out, examining it, “It’s so cute.” She said, feeling it, and put it on her lap. “Thank you.” She said, and looked over at Karl, as he drove. “Of course.” He mumbled, and finally pulled into the driveway. Y/N grinned and was about to open her door, before Karl yelled a quick ‘stop!’ which caused her to freeze. Seeing Karl now in front of her door, he opened it, and grabbed her heels and quickly picked her up from the seat. Y/N squealed, wrapping her arms around Karl’s neck so she felt more secure. Shutting her door with his foot, he walked to the porch, and reached forward, opening the door with one of his hands, holding Y/N up by his knee. Walking inside, he asked Y/N to lead him to his room, and finally they made it.

Placing her on her bed, he grinned, “You said your feet ached, so I am letting you take a break from walking.” He said, and Y/N’s heart fluttered at that, “Thank you.” She said, looking away to hide the very obvious blush that was creeping up to her cheeks. “I will be right back, be changed when I get back.” He told her, before he walked out shutting her door behind him. Looking around for Niki, he finally found her in the kitchen, “Where’s the room I will be staying in?” He asked, and Niki led him to a room upstairs, the left of Y/N’s. Walking inside, he noticed it was a neat room, it was a light grey and had its own streaming set up. He figured the room had it, since Wilbur would stay over from time to time. Unpacking, he changed into a pair of sweats, and a Harry Potter sweater. Walking out and back to Y/N’s he knocked, “Come in!” He heard Y/N’s voice.

Walking inside, he was welcomed with the sight of Y/N’s now disheveled hair, bare face, and her in a pajama set. “You look comfortable.” He reasoned, and Y/N just smiled, patting the spot beside of her, “I have Winnie the pooh playing.” She said, and Karl sat beside of her, and pulled her feet onto his lap softly. Y/N relaxed into the pillows behind her, as Karl massaged her feet. “I figured we could have a Disney marathon tonight.” She said, and Karl looked over at her, and grinned. “I’d love that.” He said, before finishing up his massage. After the movie ended, the two were now cuddled close together, “Y/N..” Karl whispered, seeing if she was still awake. Y/N hummed, turning over to face Karl. Now they were face to face, their lips inches away from each other. “I wanted to tell you something.” He said, looking at her features up close.

Y/N nodded her head, motioning for him to continue, both of their hearts beating rather quickly. “I really enjoy talking to you, and I enjoy seeing you every time we FaceTime.” He started, and Y/N smiled, “I really like you, Y/N. I know you don’t like long distance, but I will wait for you if I have to.” He said, and Y/N looked at him, her breath caught in her throat. “I like you too. It’s just I am so scared, I know you wouldn’t cheat or anything, I am afraid the distance will destroy everything. Especially with cover going on, you never know when the next travel ban will be.” She explained, “But I am willing to see if it will work.” She mumbled. Karl smiled, before both of their phones simultaneously dinging. Grabbing their phones, their eyes widened before they both laughed. ‘REPORT UK IS NOW UNDER TRAVEL BAN UNTIL THE BEGINNING OF MAY.’ “Looks like you’re stuck with me bunny girl.” Karl said, looking at her, and Y/N laughed.

“What about Jimmy’s youtube?” Y/N asked worried, and Karl just shook his head, “It’s okay, I will be streaming still, and I can just join Jimmy from FaceTime. I can also join the gaming videos no matter what, I just won’t be in the real life videos.” He said, and Y/N frowned, “Are you sure you are okay with that?” She asked, and he nodded his head, “Things happen in mysterious ways Y/N. I mean look at us, we met through Niki forgetting to mute her mic.” He said, and Y/N laughed at the memory, “Yeah that is true.” She said, and looked away in thought. “I’m getting a call.” Karl said, and answered it putting it on speaker, motioning for Y/N to be quiet. “Hello?” Karl answered, and Sapnap’s voice came from Karl’s phone. “Hey! I just saw that the UK is in a travel ban, which means you are stuck there.” He said, and Karl hummed, “Yeah I am.” He said, and Sapnap chuckled as another voice spoke up.

“If you don’t end up getting with Y/N by the time the travel ban lifts, I will meet you at the airport, and openly punch you.” Dream spoke up, and Karl laughed, “I will allow you to do that.” He said, and Sapnap spoke up, “If you don’t date her, our wedding in minecraft is off and I will marry Quackity only.” He said, and Karl gasped, “Now that’s just too far.” Karl said, and Dream’s muffled laugh came through, “That’s just messed up.” Dream said, and Sapnap just scoffed, “Screw you guys.” He mumbled hanging up. Karl laughed and looked back at Y/N who was just smiling at him. “What?” He asked, seeing Y/N wanted to say something. “Nothing.” She said, teasingly, and Karl groaned, “Not this again, just tell me.”

“Maybe the universe wants this.” She said, motioning to each other, and Karl grinned nodding his head. “Let’s not make the universe mad, we already have a pandemic going on.” He said, and Y/N laughed nodding her head, “Agreed.” She whispered, looking at Karl’s lips. Karl bit his lip, his mind wondering back to how soft her lips look, finally wanting to know the truth. He grabbed her chin and brought her face closer, “Let’s see.” He whispered to himself, as their lips were now inches apart. “See what?” She asked, clueless, and Karl smirked, “How soft they really are.” 

[todourouki]

congrats on 1k+!! can i request for sfw #14 (domestic life w/ them 🥺) with aizawa, todoroki, bakugou, and shinsou? thank you sm!! i love your works :>

AHHH! thank you so much for this, it means a lot! and ugh this is so cuteeee!

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SFW PROMPT #14: What would living with them be like?

including aizawa, todoroki, bakugou, & shinsou

living with aizawa would be so nice

he’s not a high-maintenance guy

he’s more of a “as long as nothing looks like a piece of shit, we’re good”

matching sleeping bags

the man adores his sleep, i’m sure we all see that

so there’s soft blankets spread over every single couch/lounge-chair incase the two of you decide to nap

every day off, you guys have a tradition on waking up the latest time you possibly could, cooking breakfast together and eating it in bed with a show the two of you are currently binge watching on the tv

aizawa isn’t a bathroom hogger honestly he probably doesn’t even look in the mirror as much as he should

he’s pretty tidy when it comes to leaving his shit where it’s supposed to be

mostly because if he loses it, he knows he’ll be too lazy to look for it and he probably doesn’t have time

the furniture is all monochromatic

i don’t see him as a guy having brightly covered couches in his living room

everything is neutral, black, or white

minimalistic king

due to pure exhaustion all the time, color is out of the question, it reminds him of his students and he hates it but secretly loves it so all of his plates are multicolored

honestly living with aizawa sounds amazing

“Shouta,” you groan, eyes snapped harshly shut die to the light tracing into the room from the now open shades, “close the freaking things.”

Aizawa mumbles right after you, leg kicking the shade he once accidentally lifted with his foot back to where it once was. With the harsh tugs done by his feet, the light in the room finally fleeted away and allowed the comfortable dimness takeover once again.

The Pro-Hero’s arms gripped onto you tighter, nose nuzzled into your neck and bringing your body the kind of warmth necessary within the cold room. “S’go back to sleep, kitten.”

You mustered a smile, eyes still closed and hands running through the silky black hair resting underneath your neck. Mornings with Shouta were always the same— waking up once because of his leg obnoxiously releasing the shades, and both of you falling asleep once again in each other’s embrace.

You felt Aizawa begin to rub your back, fingers twinkling against your bare back soothing you beyond explanation. Within minutes, you felt yourself losing conscience, and you finally drifted back to sleep with the man you loved cradling you with unconscious admiration.

living with todoroki is exactly what you’d think it would be

i don’t mean to say it

but ima say it

this rich bitch has a ton of antique and expensive furniture lying around

mostly because he loves using his dad’s money

you and todoroki are a weird match

because you both love the exact same things

so all the furniture in your home

whether the living room be one color and bedroom be another

it all weirdly goes together because you’re both so good and coordinating shit

like your couch could be fucking orange

and the blue throw-pillows and decorations you cover your living room with just make sense

just like the two of you

living with todoroki means you figure out just how funny he actually is

also just how dense the boy could be

like he’s so sweet but also a little ✨dumb✨

he doesn’t know how to use the laundry machine and he never will don’t change my mind about this

todoroki loved cold soba we all know that

so there is a specific cabinet underneath the sink filled with all the ingredients for making it

that cabinet has to be restocked a lot

usually on days off, shouto would like to sleep in but he knows he just can’t

so if you like to sleep in, he already went out for a run, took a shower, and made you breakfast by the time you wake up

if you like to wake up early/with him, you find yourself either joining his workout or making him a hearty breakfast by the time he gets back

living with todoroki is really sweet bye i’m gonna go cry

“I just don’t understand why I’d have to press so many obnoxious buttons to get it to wash clothes,” he began, his stoic voice staring harshly at the machine infront of him as you stared at him in disbelief, “it isn’t my fault.”

“Shou, you froze the entire machine..” You repeated, a deadpanned expression on your face as you tried your hardest not to laugh.

You knew your boyfriend wasn’t the best at figuring things like this out, he hated to admit it but his family had done a lot for him back home. And sure, he wasn’t a little boy anymore and should probably know how to work a laundry machine, but he was convinced it acted up with him and him only.

“It was giving me a hard time, I didn’t even realize I froze it until I realized the clothes weren’t spinning anymore..” The frown on his face was one you couldn’t help but smile at, the grin taking over your face as you chortled a laugh.

With your empty hand, you gave the boy a kiss on the forehead, his calculating expression trying to decipher the reason certain clothes needed a certain temperature of water. Moments like this made you realize just why you loved Todoroki so much.

bakugou

is a handful

that’s clear to everyone

but living with him, oddly enough, is not

you both have a specific cleaning day

every single sunday morning

and that same night included the two of you watching a movie and having loud in-depth character analysis debate every single time

you both have special cooking days (he has more but it’s ok bc he won’t say it but he absolutely loves cooking for you)

bakugou has been through a lot, my baby

so consistency is something he depends on

he nearly breathes for it

routine is everything in your household, being something you grew accustomed to as well even if it’s not what you’re used to

every day you’d wait for him to get back home on the plush couch in the living room

so that way you’re the first thing he sees when he gets home, as well as a platter of his favorite food for the night and his fav tv show on the tv

he feels like he’s walking into heaven every single day

and depending on your schedules, you get the same thing when you get home if he beats you to it

a show/anime you’re trying to finish, the food you’ve begged him to make, and your loving boyfriend/husband lounged against the couch waiting for your arrival

you both wake up early— sorry, even if you don’t want to

bakugou doesn’t give a single fuck, he will wake you up and force you to either workout with him or start your day with him

on his days off though, you both sleep in until the afternoon

there’s literally no inbetween with your schedules

you’re both either up and ready to go by 8am or finally getting up to brush your teeth at 3pm

“How many times do I have to tell you— the real villain was not Sharpay, but Gabriella!” Your voice boomed, staring at your boyfriend who looked at you as if you had four heads.

“Babe, with all due respect, you’re a fucking idiot!” He retaliated just as aggressive and firm as you. “How can you say that when she’s such a bitch?!”

The credits of the movie you just watched played in the background, popcorn kernels pushing into the skin you had sprawled against your boyfriend. The pink reflected across your shirtless boyfriend, his ears beginning to redden due to the volume of his voice.

“Gabriella walked into that high school and literally stole everything Sharpay worked for,” you retorted, the straw you were drinking from entering your lips as you took a quick sip of the soda, “that’s being a bitch!”

He opened his mouth, signaling you to throw one of the Swedish Fish candies into his mouth and you did. With a laugh, you continued to throw food into one another’s mouth over and over throughout the argument.

“Maybe you resonate with Sharpay so much because you’re both bitches.” He snickered, dodging a pillow that fleeted your side of the couch and into his side by your right hand.

A gasp slipped your lips, narrowing your eyes at his tall figure and shoving a candy down your throat after his words, “maybe that’s why you love me, cause you’re a bitch too.”

living with shinsou >>>> breathing

shinsou is a gamer idc

there’s a playstation in both your room and your living room for game nights

yes

you guys had a game night

every single friday you guys would sit in nothing but (shinsou’s) t-shirt, and underwear and play nothing but video games all day

you usually end up falling asleep when the sun begins to come up, always taking saturday’s off no matter what for the occasion

you both are clean

being too lazy just like aizawa to have to find it if it’s misplaced

the bedroom look the best bc shinsou gets tired of monochromatic things and you hate living in a boring setting

so the two of you’s aesthetic shines through the room

if you cook, then please know food us up to you

if you can’t cook

money is spent 90% of the time on take out

because shinsou can’t cook for shit i don’t care

sometimes people wonder how it is you both manage to go to work and have a coherent sleeping schedule

and the reason is

aside from shinsou’s clinical insomnia )-:

that the two of you are absolute dumbasses

you spend all day doing homework if one of you is in college

or doing the work that needs to be done if you have just a job

and after that?

it’s just cuddling, gaming, struggling to cook, ordering take out, and eventual sleeping when you both realize you’re both past a point of ni return

most of the time though, you both manage to sleep

it’s more surprising for shinsou though bc he could never sleep properly if he’s alone

the two of you live together in GTA

also, I canon that Shinsou loves watching The Office so you guys binge watch the fuck out of that

living with shinsou is living with a bestfriend that is a civilized adult at certain times that you can cuddle and make out with

a girl can only dream <3

The sound of the console played through the room, your focused face watching the screen in front of you intently. The feeling of the bed moving along side every tap of the controller in your boyfriend’s hands trembled your limbs, your eyes being too locked on the screen to even maintain a balance.

“Go to the left, the left!” You pointed out, your legs sprawled across your boyfriend’s chest as he rested his body horizontally underneath yours.

“I know..” His voice was enough to show you he was focused, his eyes barely blinking as he followed your command and moved the character closer towards the left.

As gun shots erupted through the room, all you could see were flashes of red across the screen and players who had been attacked in Shinsou’s frenzy dead against the floor.

Exhilaration ran through your veins as finally killed the last person, the feeling of his body tending under you making you smile in happiness. You had both been trying to beat this level for weeks and you finally did it, exciting you to no limit.

The phrase “victory” strobed against the screen, making the two of you cheer in happiness at the time being well spent. He landed a big fat kiss on your cheek, pulling you in by the string in your hoodie and pressing you against him.

“Let’s beat some more ass in this next round, huh doll?”

“I’ll believe it when I see it, pretty boy.”

[ninjastormhawkkat]

Alliance Swap Au: Other Characters

In my first post for this au, I mentioned which ally of Wordgirl is swapped. Some of this involves a swap of powers. It will also involve a swap of personality. Here is the outline for each characters.

Victoria and Violet:

I noticed that Victoria does have some good qualities despite her overall villainous character. (That is definitely her parents fault.) One thing I noted is that Victoria does have somewhat of a dependable character and she is smart enough to realize her situation and mistakes (when her ego is not in the way). In one episode (I forgot the name) Victoria was willing to work together with Wordgirl to get Wordgirl’s powers back from Victor. Even though Victoria’s main motivation was to not be out-bested by her brother, she did prove dependable in helping Wordgirl out. In this au, I increased Victoria’s better qualities. She is a loyal and dependable best friend to Becky. She still acts brash and is somewhat brutally honest, but she will acknowledge her flaws and sincerely apologize when called out for her bad behavior. She is sassy and will throw hands to protect her friends, even when she doesn’t have to. (Tobey and Becky often have to pull her back to keep Victoria from getting hurt or worse.) In this au, Victoria has a single ponytail, regular hair ribbons that are blue in color. She wears a light blue shirt with a grey jacket. Her skirt, shoes, and socks are the same as in canon. Victoria likes Pretty Princess (not to an extant as Becky). In this au her parents are corporate people. (Idk the jobs) They are better than their canon selves, but are a little distant due to how busy their jobs are. They do love their children and want the best for them (not pushing them to be the best always) they just don’t have the time to spend with them as they want to. Victoria’s parents do let Victor and Victoria stay with friends or a good babysitter when they are extremely busy. The Best’s home is not as extravagant as in canon and the rest of the family are dressed more normally and comfortably. (They are still an upper-class family, but look like a normal family to everyone else.) Instead of Art, Becky and Victoria take music class together. (Becky is still terrible.) Victoria does not have her powers. Victoria is sensible in this au, but does try to become a superhero because it looks awesome. “Violet Superhero” happens a little differently, but Victoria does not take the mantle anymore because she realizes she is not cut out for heroics and leave it to the professionals. She and Tobey are still fans of Wordgirl, neither are easily fooled as the rest of the city. (Victoria’s hero outfit is same as canon.) Victoria is basically sassy mostly and does have General Smoochington, but treats him like a loving pet in this au and is definitely a lot more caring toward him. 

For Violet, I decided to twist her good qualities and make them corrupt. This was based on the villain from Wander over Yonder, Dr. Screwball, and how he wanted to make everyone laugh, whether they wanted to or not. Violet in this au wants to live in a world where everything is all sunshine and rainbows and everyone is happy all the time. She thinks that everybody is a winner and it is not fair when someone gets a trophy when another person doesn’t. Violet was raised in an environment by her mother where everything and everybody needs to live in peace and harmony and those who don’t need to be shown the error of their ways. Ex. In the introduction episode for Victoria Best, Violet gets upset when Victoria earns a lot of trophies (not every trophy like in canon). So she takes them to “teach her a lesson” about humility. (In this au, Victoria earned her trophies because of her hard work.) Violet also gets upset when she sees how Wordgirl treats the villains even though she is just doing her job and treats them the same as canon. Violet does get mistaken for Wordgirl and does try to take up the role of Wordgirl just to prove that Wordgirl is doing a terrible job and she should become a hero to be more sympathetic to everyone. (Her hero outfit is “The Framer”). Her powers are similar to Victoria’s. She has pink eyes when she uses them to move and levitate stuff. Violet paints and shows everyone her painting which puts them in a hypnotic trance which keeps them in a peaceful state until the control wears off. (If anyone has watched the Scooby-Doo: Mystery Incorporated episode “When Walks Aphrodite” it is similar to that.) 

Tobey and Scoops:

I sorta did the same thing as I did for Violet and Victoria in this au. There are no interest or ability swaps for these two.

Tobey in this au is just an avid, albeit a little too energetic, inventor. Tobey is head of the media/technical club and is in charge of the media stuff used in school such as electronics used for classrooms and organizing technical special effects for school events. Tobey still dresses the same, but acts like a lovable nerd. Both he and Becky have crushes on each other, but the boy is oblivious as heck that Becky has a crush on him. Becky is not as lovey-dovey as she is in canon with Scoops when expressing herself towards Tobey in this au. Tobey has no idea that Becky is Wordgirl until the “Invasion of the Bunny Snatchers” episode. Tobey still invents robots for fun on the side. 

For Scoops, you remember how I made his character in my Morally Gray Wordgirl au? Well he is a lot worse in this au. He is still a reporter and a part of the Daily Rag (not head reporter). In this au, Scoops will do anything to get a Scoop, even sometimes aiding villains or helping to cause incidents to just get a great story. (Since Tobey is not a villain in this au, I have Dr. Ape Brains taking over most of Tobey’s canon roles with some shifts to other villains.) He is obsessed with finding out Wordgirl’s identity and causes an incident where he messes with Tobey’s Robots which cause them to go on a rampage at Becky’s home and a few other instances. Scoops does not mean to get people hurt, but he is too focused on “getting the BIG scoop” to notice. He does get punished by his parents. Canon outfit.

Eileen and Rex:

Now I chose to swap these two because they are both similar in personality. The both have childlike curiosity and are equally energetic. They both tend to ignore what others tell them and seem to think they know what they are doing. 

In this au, Eileen is a alien superhero from the planet Gigantian. She can control her size changes and is super strong. She can’t fly but has incredible stamina and dexterity that allows her to leap high in the air. She still has the baby talk (kids on Gigantian talk like a baby until their 13.) This annoys the heck out of Becky. Steven now has to deal with two energetic superheroes. (Sarcastically) Lucky him. Her hero name is Giantess. Her hero outfit is a pink mask. She has a suit style similar to Kid Math’s, but the main colors are pink with purple gloves, boots, and a cape. Her insignia is a mini green person in a strongman stance with black radio wave lines surrounding the person which symbolizes Eileen’s growth and shrinking abilities. Her secret identity outfit is the same as in canon. Her hairstyle as a superhero is in a ponytail while her secret identity has her canon hair and bow.

Rex is a kid villain known has Math Whiz. He treats everything as a research study. Rex does believe every day is his birthday which entitles him to do anything he wants all in the name of research. In the introductory episode for Eileen (changed for this au) Rex takes Squeaky for a lab rat and obliviously ignores Squeaky biting him all the time for release. When he doesn’t get what he wants he uses his powers. Rex is able to project holographic math monsters of various sizes that either protect him, steal for him, or attack anyone that bothers him (on command). These monsters may be holographic but can hurt someone physically. They look like math numbers and equations, have sharp teeth, cartoon eyes and arms, and are mainly white in color with a blue hue that surrounds them. Luckily, the amount of math monsters Rex is able to generate depend on his level of entitlement. If he is greedy for one thing or if it is for small reasons, he can usually generate one monster. Even if he is able to generate multiple math monsters at once, it takes a lot of energy out of him so he can only do it a few times.  

Rose Franklin and Chazz:

Recently, I decided to do a character change swap for Rose Franklin. I originally picked Katy because she was friendly and apologetic with Toby like Rose was with Scoops. Writing this post, I began to think about how Chazz was in the episode where he was being a bad influence for TJ. Since I have Scoops being a villain in this au, why not do the same for Rose. In this au, Rose acts like a cool girl/bad influence which impresses TJ and he develops a silly crush on her (which then ends when Wordgirl gets him back to his senses). She has an outfit and attitude similar to Chazz’s, but adjusted for a girl. Rose in this au is called Roe. 

Chazz in this au is a laid back, but intelligent kid who uses focuses on environmental science. The “News Girl” episode is retitled “Science Boys” for this au. In this au, Chazz accidentally insults Tobey by saying building robots isn’t really a helpful science as it would make people too dependent on robots. (Tobey is immediately upset and ready to throw hands because NO ONE insults his robots. Becky holds him back before Tobey does something stupid). Chazz in this au is called Chad Hudson. He moved to Fair City with his mom who is the new Forewoman (idk what a female foreman is supposed to be called?) for the Power Plant. Wordgirl and Mouse Ace stop the energy monster from destroying the plant and giving Chazz’s mom more work. In this au, Becky takes Chad to natural places along with technical places to get him more comfortable with the city and to ease the issues between him and Tobey. (Tobey does make friends with him in the end.) Tobey during this tour gets upset when Chad creates environment experiments that are beneficial for the civilians and villains. Ex. he creates an organic, environmentally friendly, gel that is great for Chuck’s bread skin and helps the grocery store manager to grow more head hair which he talks to Chad about profiting in his store. Chad figures out Becky’s identity the same way Rose does because this guy is smart. He plans Becky’s exposure as a major science project because her identity and life is a great scientific study. Steven is doing work stuff when Becky calls him to help her fight the bad guys so Steven is not on the tour with them. Steven finds out about how Chad discovered her identity after Becky tells him. Steven, after Tobey, confronts Chad (Tobey’s talk is similar as Scoop’s talk to Rose) and he basically explains the importance of keeping Wordgirl’s identity secret (acting as an adult) and also sort of threatens Chad (Two Brains’ canon character is showing). Luckily Chad, at this point, had already decided to not reveal Wordgirl’s secret and do something else for his project.He is from now on scared of Becky’s dad. It also takes a while for Steven to fully trust him.

Everyone else is pretty much the same for this au. Steven and Becky are neighbors to the Botsfords, TJ is still a fan of Wordgirl with Johnson as his sidekick (I decided to not bother swapping them for the au), and Miss Powers is still an evil alien (I couldn’t find anyone for her or Colonel Gigglecheeks). I don’t have any ship ideas for Victoria or the rest of the characters in this au. Except for Tobecky.  

(Another thing I forgot to mention in my first post about Squeaky is that the mouse sometimes travels with Becky in her pocket. So he does come with her to school sometimes. He usually sticks with Steven in the lab. Squeaky is kidnapped as was Bob in the “Birthday Girl” episode and is put in a girly dress which he despises with every fiber in his being. He also escapes the “Invasion of the Bunny Snatchers” mind control and helps Becky because his body was too small for the button to stick on well.) 

So that is my Alliance Swap au for Wordgirl

[tooruluv]

Kei Tsukishima x F!Reader ( part 4 )

❝ they were the sun and moon, destined to be together but only ever totally meeting once every hundred years or so. ❞

description: in a world where you only see color when you're in love, you've grown frustrated of the greyscale. but falling in love with someone you barely know was never something you planned. and, him not returning the feelings definitely wasn’t planned.

genre: soulmate au... except not quite. everyone is born colorblind. you can only see color once you fall in love (and it grows brighter until you see full color as the love grows). however, that doesn't ensure a lasting connection. it simply means that love exists in that moment, until it doesn't.

word count: 1,680

warnings/notes: nothin’ crazy!! cursing, of course. this one was fun to write!! next part will be longer, promise <3

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“ ‘cause i can’t make you love me if you don’t, you can’t make your heart feel something it won’t ” - i can’t make you love me, dave thomas junior

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For your entire life, you had always wondered what your favorite color would be. You would hear your parents talk about it with their friends, you would hear it between the lucky few who had met their lovers early. But you never had one.

It should be such an easy question to ask someone when you first meet them. It should be the most basic human answer, a description of who they are as a person. You’ve done research, scanned websites and took fake online “what color is your aura?” quizzes, only to become frustrated by the black and white.

You even tried to compare the shades of grey to colors. Your mother would tell you what color something is, and you would try to remember. It never worked.

But now, if someone were to ask “what’s your favorite color?”, you would simply tell them, “yellow.”

“I’ll wait for you after practice.” Tsukki told you the next morning.

He stood directly beside your locker, tall and still as if he never hunched over in his life. He pushed up his glasses and walked away as a way to conclude his statement.

You rolled your eyes. Of all the people on this planet, you’ve fallen in love with him. You looked up as if to ask God, or whoever’s up there, “why?”

Working at Blu for the summer was an easy job. When you weren’t glancing at Tsukishima, you poured coffee and lemonades and sold baked goods. It was good for extra money, and everyone that you worked with was kind and welcomed you with smiles. 

Tsukki was sitting at his table, drinking his daily plain black coffee, when your coworker caught you staring. She was a third-year and had been working there since she was your age, so it wasn’t like she hadn’t noticed his attendance. 

Wiping her hands on her apron (which are blue, now that you know), she said, “He’s cute. You should ask him for his number.”

You immediately jumped back, pretending to wipe the counter down. “Absolutely not.”

“He comes in here every day.” She said, as if you didn’t already know. “No normal guy comes in to a coffee place in the middle of summer everyday without reason.”

“We have good coffee.”

“Sure. That’s why.”

For the rest of the summer, she made sure to schedule you for the morning shifts and hang back when she sees him come in. 

At practice, the girls were all discussing what they were making for the bake sale. It was a fun practice, full of team building exercises and barely any running. 

Mai looped her arm through yours as practice ended. She gave you one of her award winning smiles, bouncing on her feet. 

“What?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You’re thinking something.” You said, pushing into her side. 

“You’re baking with Kei Tsukishima tonight.” Mai stopped when you almost reached the volleyball practice gym. “Are you excited? Nervous? Do you have everything you need? Chapstick?”

“Fuck you.” 

You pushed her away as you headed to the gym to help with the boys practice. She kept making kissy faces towards you. You flipped her off.

Kei Tsukishima was not one to pay attention to little things. He was a big picture man. He focused on how things affected his future, about college applications, about how plays can be executed by the entire team. 

Yet, when you walked into the gym, he couldn’t help but focus on a strand of your hair that kept sticking to your mouth.

“Are you coming or what?” Tsukki adjusted the bag on his back. He stood at the doors, leaning on one. You were picking up some extra balls for Kageyama and Hinata.

“Coming, coming.” You waved goodbye to the dynamic duo. 

The walk was mainly quiet. Yamaguchi left before you two, claiming that he had a lot of homework to do. You didn’t know about that.

“You don’t have to stay after, you know.” Tsukki said. You looked up. “You don’t have to stay after practice to help those two. You already are helping us enough.”

“I don’t mind.”

“Why do you do it?”

“Hm?”

“Why do you come to our volleyball practices?” He kept his eyes straight. “You come from your practice to help us with ours, and that just sounds ridiculous to me.”

“It looks good on my college app.” You told him. It was his turn to look at you. “And Ukai has been close to my family for a long time, so it’s hard to say no to him when he asks for a volunteer.”

“That makes sense.” He said. “I couldn’t do it.”

“What? Have two practices, or volunteer for Ukai?”

“Both.”

You chuckled, nudging him with your side. He kept walking, but he had a smile too. He wasn’t so dark and gloomy as people thought. 

He had a gorgeous smile.

The rest of the walk was in silence again. It was already dark, and the moonlight made him look ethereal. Tsukki really could be compared with the moon, you decided.

Every once in a while, you two walked too close and accidentally bumped into each other. Or your back of your hand brushed his. It just ended up in little laughs between you both.

And, before you knew it, you were standing in front of your house.

“This is me.”

“I am not wearing this shit.”

“Yes, you are.”

You were trying so hard not to cry laughing, holding up a pink apron that your mom used. You already had a matching one on. He looked at it as if you just offered him a can of dog shit for breakfast.

“You could not pay me to wear that.”

“It’s this or get shit all over you.”

“I’ll take the shit.”

Sighing, you reached to force it on him. He moved back, narrowly avoiding your attack. One more try ended in the same result. You were giggling now, and he was smiling.

“Just…” A struggling pull over his head. “Put…” A push. “It on!” And your arms were around his back.

The position was awkward, but both of you were laughing too much to notice. You had your arms wrapped around his waist, chest to chest as you tied his apron around him. He stood with his arms crossed as he let you put the fucking apron on.

“There. Look at you. So pretty.”

He pushed up his glasses and looked down. “Must be why you’re in love with me.”

“If you keep pulling that card, I’ll be sure you don’t get credit for any of these.”

“Now you’re just being cruel.”

“I don’t get it.”

“Tsukki, there are literal instructions. You follow them.”

“No shit. My question is, what the hell is softened butter?”

“Oh my god.”

Soon enough, the two of you were into a rhythm. You were baking brownies and cupcakes as if you did it together every day. Conversations came natural. 

It was nice.

It wasn’t until you noticed the brown specs of cocoa powder on his nose did you realize how close you were standing. You were to his right, mixing whatever was in your bowl at the time, But you could feel his warmth from beside you.

He could feel you, too. 

“The brownies are brown, obviously.” You said in the middle of the silence. “The cupcakes are brown with black and orange sprinkles, and white frosting. I thought I should tell you.”

He was silent for a minute. You thought that maybe you were annoying him with reminders that you were in love with him, or maybe you should’ve kept it to yourself. But then, he turned to you.

“You said that my eyes were golden brown.”

“I did.”

He was standing far too close. He was standing incredibly too close. And he was staring into your eyes for far too long. You couldn’t conjure up any reasons to hate him, or get rid of your feelings. Why would you want to do that when he is standing beside you, warm and brilliant and glowing.

Fuck.

“What color are my glasses?”

“Black.”

“And my jacket?”

“Black.”

Now he was standing directly in front of you. You didn’t know exactly when you turned, but you had. He was inches from you. His lips were inches from yours.

“And the apron?”

“Pink.”

He was leaning in. There is absolutely no way that this is happening.

All you had to do was lean in, and you could get it over with. Get it out of your mind and gone forever, along with the stupid colors that remind you with every second that he can’t see them back. All you had to do was press your lips to his…

You could feel his breath on your face. Your heart hammered your chest and everything froze at once.

“You must be Kei Tsukishima!”

You jumped back, bringing your body back to your mixing bowl. Your mom entered the kitchen, pajamas on and a smile plastered on her face. You pretended nothing was happening.

“Yes, ma’am.” He greeted. As if nothing was happening.

As if nothing was happening. Because nothing had happened.

“Mom, I know that it’s late.” You started to explain, but she quickly stopped you. 

“Hush now. You spend as much time as you need. Nice to meet you, Tsukishima.” She sent you a wink, heading up the stairs. 

You closed your eyes, trying to forget what just happened. But, when you opened them, you were faced with the worst thing that could possibly happen in that moment.

The colors gained a little bit of hue. His pink apron contrasted brighter against his black jacket. The orange sprinkles gained a little bit of tint. The greyscale filter lifted a bit more.

You wanted to bang your head against the wall. Fuck.

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[hetalia-has-a-secretary]

The axis and allies react to a nervous s / o by announcing that she is pregnant. An unwanted pregnancy. But before hearing what they have to say, she says frantically that he doesn't worry that she will take responsibility for the baby by herself, if he doesn't want to.

QwQ awwww- poor S/O. We need some love and comfort up in here! (And some nervous daddies!). Also excuse the fact these next few asks are going to be kind of short- I'm running out of time to catch up for when I open my inbox again ʕ º J ºʔ (ahhh that's supposed to be a cute bear but with Russia's nose but... It looks disturbing...)

Allies and Axis with a nervous Pregnant!S/O

Allies:

America:

Yeah, cute that his S/O thinks he wouldn't want to take care of a mini Alfred (Alley?). Doesn't matter he's helping. He's a country, he's got the money, so "don't even worry Babe" America's got this! He'll also constantly refer to his S/O as a heroine, and the soon to be born baby as either (wheeze) Hero Jr or Mini Heroine. Doesn't really care if it's a boy or girl, just wants to be a dad to be honest. Yes this means even if it's not exactly his, so long it didn't happen during the relationship. Even then there's room for forgiveness.

England:

He's in shock, even after they stop being frantic. "I'm sorry, how?" At that point his S/O has to remind him that they have, well... Done it. That's how babies are made. He will have an 'oh yeah' moment before immediately kneeling and talking to the baby, no matter how far along his S/O is. So yeah, assume he's taking responsibility. But not just for the kid, for his S/O as well. It's best to be wise and not do anything to excessive in front of him, or else he turns into mother hen. As for if it isn't his and it's from a previous relationship, he's perfectly fine helping with the kid. It's their beloved child, therefore his as well. Hopefully this ends better than it did with American...

France:

His S/O isn't getting past the 'Im pregnant' part, and won't have time to express concern because he's already ecstatic. But obviously has a case of the nervous jitters. Has no idea what they need for the baby, so his S/O might need to prepare themselves for his endless questions he squeezes in within 15 seconds. As for if it isn't his child, he'll be a tiny be sad, but that's really Because he wanted your first kid to be his. But things happen, he just wants to be the best dad in France. Prepare the trips to fancier restaurants and bickering over what color(s) to paint the child's room regardless of gender! (Blue and pink make some shade of purple, right?).

China:

Thinks they were kidding until they become frantic. He doesn't quite understand why they would think he wouldn't take responsibility. Even if it was from a past relationship it's technically his now too right? He is kind of slightly hoping for a girl, just because he had to raise Japan and well... He's scared of repeating whatever mistakes he made before... And if it's a girl he's going to have more fun making the clothes. Much frills, much fun, cute little panda onsies~

Russia:

He laughs way to cheerily about it. It takes him a whole 5 seconds to realize what was said, but as soon as he sees the pained look in his S/O face... He fricken joins in on their frantic behavior. Is not at all ready, and accidentally dodges his lovers question about taking responsibility. It doesn't become apperant he will until he starts asking what they have to do. What he needs to do. But wait, if it's his, maybe his S/O can kind of see what he looked like as a baby. And if it wasn't his by some chance, he's hoping it looks more like his S/O depending on how well the actual father is welcomed into his S/O's life, if at all. He very quickly goes from Big Russian Bear, to Big Russian Papa Bear. ... Okay he also slightly hopes this keeps Belarus at bay as well (surprise from the future she's the best auntie that baby will have, and will 1000% help his S/O Because it's obvious how important this is to Russia, and regardless of her feelings he's still family)

Axis:

Germany:

Oh tell me he's not a crier when they tell him. Especially if it's his, those tears are going to fall. If it's from a past relationship he's just more concern on if the father tries anything stupid, if he's around. Germany refuses to put his S/O under any stress like that, and he holds them so tightly when he agrees to take responsibility. He will be that child's father, no matter what anyone says or thinks. His grown family is the only thing that matters. Gender wise, please be a girl. Or at least be a Mama's boy, cause he has this thought they'll need her more than him.

Japan:

Welp. This is new and Terrifyingly exciting. He may or may not pass out on his S/O, so they need to tell him when he's seated. Oh if it's his, he might as well be ringing England and France right then and their. Takes responsibility for the Child, regardless if it's his or not. It's his S/O, and that's their child, so yeah he's going to help out! Very VERY responsible. Like, his S/O can make their girlfriends jealous with how responsible he's being. He wants a boy, cause swords. But then his S/O asks, what if it's a gir- SWORDS. Don't ask, but he thinks it's cute for a small being running around like... An anime character. Ah. Makes sense to them now.

Italy:

The word baby left his S/O's mouth and it's all he wants to talk about. Very obvious he wants to help out and take responsibility. It'll be fun to have a tiny italy! Even if it's not his for whatever reason, he's still going to call it a tiny baby boot, fully taking advantage of the fact his country is shaped like a boot. It's kind of weird for those passing by, but it's also really fricken cute. This child is his baby bootie, and that will never change. Well until they know what gender but have fun getting him to break the habit.

Babies, babies~ cute tiny babies ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ I think with the countries being countries they already have this instinct to protect their own people, so having a tiny child who's part of their family is no different except for the fact they gonna get those dad perks. So yeah, not a single one of them would reject a child. I feel like that kind of stuff is a foreign concept to them (rejecting children in any form). Like they were literally tossed into this world, and whatever other country came along immediately took them in. Look at how hard France and England fought over America! (Ignoring the occasional reason to do it for the ownership of land, but I have my theories).

[jeyramarie]

kook friends, pogue crush- JJ Maybank x reader x Rafe Cameron

summary: you’ve got your eye on a blonde boy but your best friend hates the idea of it 🤭

requested by: @lust-for-pan hope you like it hun!! (accidentally deleted the ask right before posting this🤦🏽‍♀️)

a/n: i received this request while writing More like a kook and i’ve been really excited to jump into it. so here it is, i hope you guys like it! also special thank you to @ilovefandoms102 for helping!! happy reading everyone 🦋

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Another saturday night, another kegger at the Boneyard which meant you were able to see JJ. You’d purposely stand under a specific palm tree just to get a good view of the blonde pogue. The bad thing about it all was that having a pogue crush had it’s consequences when your best friend was the kook king. You were sipping from your red cup while tapping your foot to the beat of the music. Kelce and Topper were literally eye fucking a group of girls and Rafe was walking back from his beer refill. You were leaning against the palm tree staring at JJ while he talked to Kie. He started laughing at something she said which made you smile, his smile is pretty contagious. He started looking around the beach and caught you staring, when you realized you were caught you quickly looked at the floor and placed a piece of hair behind your ear.

“Hey, what’s wrong with your shoe?” Rafe asked looking at you with a confused expression.

“Umm.. n-nothing, i was ummm... i was just looking.. at the grass... how green it is.” you stuttered and smiled at Rafe taking a sip from your beer. He chuckled and muttered an okay moving to stand next to you and starts bobbing his head to the beat of the music. You looked up again but this time you caught JJ staring. Your cheeks turned into a deep shade of pink and you smiled at him as he looked at you up and down. What you didn’t know, is that Rafe was looking you staring at JJ. Even though the kook has noticed for a while, Topper and Kelce decided to break the ice first.

“Who are you eye fucking Y/N?” Kelce laughed, shoving his elbow into your arm.

“No one.”

“Oh, no one.. so JJ Maybank is no one? of course he isn’t.” Topper chuckled, taking a sip from his beer while placing his forearm on the top of your head, do to the height difference.

“Shut up, okay?” you muttered with frown, moving away from Topper’s arm.

“Why do you like him so much anyway?” Kelce asked putting a hand on the palm tree to lean against it.

“Yeah, he’s not all that.” Topper laughed and gave Kelce a high five while Rafe’s jaw clenched more and more.

“You guys know i don’t mind hanging out with pogues. Y’all are the only ones with that stupid beef still going on.” you said rolling your eyes and then looking around the beach. Seeing people dancing, playing beer pong, some were in the water or just plain out smoking weed. They were probably imagining unicorns instead of people at that point.

“Y/N, stop looking at him!” Rafe shouted making you turn to him with wide eyes.

“I wasn’t looking at him.”

“Yes, you were. Literally right now.” he said running his hair through his hair. Topper and Kelce stayed quiet, watching the argument as it unwinds.

“So what if i was looking at him? Why are you so angry Rafe?” you said standing in front of him, looking up to see his angry eyes, now being a dark blue color.

“I don’t want you liking him, okay? I just don’t.” you looked at him in disbelief and scoffed making him more annoyed.

“He’s a piece of shit Y/N. I don’t want you anywhere near him.” he scolded pointing at your face while moving forward which made you take a couple steps back.

“You can’t tell me what to do Rafe! You’re not my father!” you shouted and turned around to walk away.

“Don’t you understand that i wanna protect you! You’re my best friend Y/N and i know those pogues won’t treat you right!” you stopped dead in tracks and turned around with tearful eyes.

“I’m going home..don’t follow me.” you whispered and continued your walk home, alone. You couldn’t believe that your best friend would react this way, it’s not like JJ had done something to him (keep in mind this is before pope sank topper’s boat).

Rafe has been your best friend since diapers, literally. Your dad and Ward were best friends since high school so basically it was obvious that their kids were going to be friends too. So when he came out with that weird attitude, you were stunned. He’s not entitled to tell you who you can or can’t look at but he is your best friend and best friends only want what’s best for you, right?

You were walking on the side of the street, tighting your grip on your purse. When you were two blocks away from home, headlights came from behind you as a car slowed down next to you. You continued walking, ignoring the person that was in the vehicle.

“Y/N.” the voice called making you stop dry, you looked sideways with wide eyes. It was JJ. The JJ Maybank was next you in the pogue’s van. He stared at you worriedly while your eyebrows were furrowed.

“JJ? wh- what are you doing here?” you stuttered our turning to him.

“I saw you walk out of the Boneyard by yourself, just....figured you needed help.” he whispered making your eyes go soft and smile.

“You were staring at me?” you smiled moving a piece of hair behind your ear. He chuckled and rubbed his chin.

“Do you want a ride or not?” he laughed while his cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink. You nodded and walked around the front of the van watching him lean over the seat to open the door. He got back in his seat while you got into the van and settled your purse on the floor.

“So why didn’t Rafe.. like drive you home?” JJ said looking at the street and back at you.

“Um.. we had an argument but... it’s fine i guess.” you said softly giving him a sad smile.

“What did you guys fight about?” you looked at him and bit your lip, getting nervous all of the sudden. He pulled into your driveway and put the van in park turning to look at you.

“We were uumm.... we were arguing about you.” you whispered looking at your shoes and then lifted your head to look at him.

“Me? wha-what about me?” he chuckled nervously furrowing his eyebrows.

“I can’t believe those beers are making me do this. Ummm... i’ve had a crush on you... for a while.” you whispered nervously and he sighed while running his hand through his hair.

“Well fuck... i- uuh... i like you too, for the longest time now.” he smiled making you look at him with wide.

“You do?”

“Yeah. I’ve been wanting to ask you out but i- i thought you had something with Rafe.” that made you laugh which made him confused.

“Rafe? he’s like my brother. I will never see him like that.” you smiled leaning back on your seat still staring at him. He leaned back on his seat too, looking at you too and smiling widely.

“You’re really beautiful.” JJ whispered making you blush.

“You’re beautiful too.” you whispered back moving the piece of hair that fell on your face.

“Can i kiss you?” you nodded yes and he leaned in connecting your lips in a soft peck. It felt like fireworks flying everywhere and you too were the only ones in the world. Your lips fit together like puzzle pieces and melted perfectly together like iced lemonade on a hot day. He placed his hand on your cheek and rubbed your cheekbone with his thumb softly, making you smile into the kiss.

Rafe was about to pull up into the drive when he saw you in the van with JJ, kissing him. His eyes turned watery and started hitting the steering wheel. ‘Why wasn’t i here sooner?’ he thought feeling the frustration of not being able to confess his feelings for you. He turned his car around and drove back home after sending you a quick text apologizing for the argument but you were a bit preoccupied to see it.

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[dancedance-resolution]

here's my design for goty 2022 (in an au where copyright isn't an issue)

FACTS

name: nia mahdi

age: 11

ethnicity: persian

religion: muslim

family: nia is an only child. she was born in charlottesville, va, after parents immigrated there from iran.

notes: nia is autistic and trans <3

DOLL

face mold: nia would get a new face mold that is designed based on ethnically persian features

skin tone: 25 ("tan skin with warm neutral undertones")

eye color: dark brown

freckles: yes

hair cut: wavy, very long (kanani length)

hair color: dark brown

meet outfit: a trans pride flag colored scrunchy for her hair, a light blue zip-up sweatshirt that says "i am proud to be autistic" on the back, this t-shirt (a light blue t-shirt with fan art of dreamer with a trans pride flag cape) beneath that sweatshirt, these shorts (pastel plaid knee-length shorts), lindsey's striped leggings beneath those shorts, and sperry shoes

meet accessories: bright purple ear defenders, an AAC tablet, a doll-sized version of the 2021 dc pride comic book, this pink kryptonite chewelry

BOOK 1

(these books would have three authors - me, an author who is muslim and a second generation immigrant, and an author who is a trans woman of color. the reason for three authors is so that we can tell nia's story authentically - i'm autistic and have autism gender like nia, the second author is muslim and an immigrant like nia, and the third author is specifically a trans woman of color like nia.)

in chapter 1 we'll briefly go over this background information:

nia came out to her parents as trans on the car ride home from the last day of first grade. she chose the name "nia" because she wanted to name herself after nia nal, a character on her favorite show (supergirl) because nia nal is trans like she is, nia nal is an alien (and nia mahdi oftentimes feels like an alien around other humans), and nia nal is a really cool superhero! (unspoken: nia nal is nia mahdi's special interest.)

it took nia mahdi's parents a little bit of time to wrap their heads around her truth, but soon, they fully accepted nia for who she is.

that summer, her parents informed nia's school of her correct name, pronouns, and gender. and nia started growing out her hair, and she's never cut it since! nia loves her long hair.

when nia started second grade, nia's classmates sometimes accidentally called her by the wrong name and pronouns, but they always apologized and corrected themselves when nia pointed out their mistake. a few kids were confused, but once nia explained that she knows she's a girl just as well as you know you're a boy/girl, they all understood and accepted her :)

now onto the real content of the first book, which takes place from september to december:

nia's just started sixth grade at a new middle school. it's really loud, big, and hard. but she has a friend, ender. ender doesn't speak english well (he moved to america from turkey just last year), but that's okay because nia has trouble speaking sometimes too.

one day, nia's parents take her to a doctor, and she has to answer a lot of questions and take a lot of tests.

a few weeks later, nia's parents sit her down and tell her that she has been diagnosed with autism.

nia researches autism and feels very relieved and validated. (unspoken: autism becomes one of nia's special interests.)

at school, nia gets some cool accomodations: she's allowed to wear ear defenders at lunch and in the hallways, she can keep a tablet in her backpack to use for AAC when necessary, and she can use the school's sensory break room when necessary.

one time, nia gets very upset after receiving a "bad grade" on a reading test. a few of the questions asked her to identify characters' emotions, motivations, etc., and nia wants to explain to her teacher that her autism makes "emotional reading between the lines" hard for her. but she's so upset that her mouth isn't working properly, so she uses her AAC to talk to the teacher.

after that, one of nia's classmates makes a rude comment about her AAC. speaking through her AAC, nia explains to him why she uses her AAC. she stands up for herself.

in her free time, nia keeps researching autism and disability justice advocacy. she begins to think that her friend ender might be autistic too - he has a lot of autistic traits, and she's never felt alien around him in the way she does around most people.

she tells ender about her theory. ender says he's not sure whether or not he thinks he's autistic. but he does know that the hallways are far too loud, and he would like to be able to wear ear defenders like nia. so nia lends ender her spare pair of ear defenders.

the next day at lunch, ender gives nia back her ear defenders and reveals that he got in trouble for wearing in the hallway. the teacher thought he was wearing headphones and listening to music (which isn't allowed), and ender couldn't remember the english words to explain to her that they were just to shield him from the noise.

nia wants to help ender be able to wear defenders. she schedules a meeting with the guidance counselor. together, she and ender explain to the guidance counselor that ender just wants to wear ear defenders in the loud hallways. the counselor says that ender can't do that since he doesn't have an official accommodations letter.

nia leaves the office very upset. she knows from her research that autism diagnoses are very expensive and hard to get. she wants to find a way to get ender this accommodation without an official letter.

so nia makes a plan: she and ender write a long essay explaining why ender should be allowed to wear ear defenders.

they present the essay to the counselor, and she's convinced by their arguement. ender is now allowed to wear ear defenders in the hallway :)

to celebrate their victory, nia buys ender bright purple ear defenders (the same type she has) so that they can match :)

and that's the end of book 1

BOOK 2

book 2 takes place from january to march

nia goes on puberty blockers. nia's glad that she won't have to go through male puberty, but she also feels weird about it. nia is very excited to start wearing a hijab, and her mom says that she can start wearing a hijab when she goes through puberty and transitions from being a girl to being a woman. so, if nia isn't going through puberty now, when will she get to start wearing a hijab?

nia talks to ender about her problem. ender suggests that she should talk to her mom about it.

nia talks to her mom about her concerns. nia's mom explains that the shift from girl to woman involves more than just her body changing: it involves growth, strength of spirit, and learning about oneself. nia's mom will be able to tell when she's ready to start wearing the hijab, even if nia isn't going through puberty. nia feels a lot better now.

the next day at lunch, nia tells ender the good news. he is very happy for her. he then tells nia that he's scared of puberty too. he asks nia how she knew she was a girl, and nia explains how it was this strong internal feeling. ender reveals that he feels like he's not a boy or a girl. he's afraid that that means he's weird or broken. nia explains that he's not weird or broken - some people are non-binary, which means that they're not fully a boy or fully a girl. ender really likes that word. nia also tells ender that some non-binary like to use the gender-neutral pronouns "they/them" and asks ender if he would like her to start using those pronouns for him. ender says that he's not sure. he likes he/him pronouns, he thinks, at least for now. nia smiles and tells him that she's proud of him.

the spring dance is in march. nia and her mom go shopping for an oufit. at first, nia drifts towards the pretty dresses. she loves how they look and feels great in them, but she wants to try on suits too. she feels a little bit insecure when she realizes that she loves how she looks in the suit too. (plus, this navy suit will go better with her purple ear defenders than the colorful dresses will.) she's scared that her classmates will think she's not a "real girl" if she comes to the dance in a suit, but then she remembers her conversation with ender - when ender asked her how she knew she's a girl, her answer was that it was just something she knew. her gender isn't defined by her clothing preferences - she's just as much of a real girl in this suit as in those dresses. so nia buys the suit, and she feels very happy and confident.

at the dance, she finds that ender is wearing a skirt (and a tuxedo shirt and blazer). she runs up to him, and they both happy stim. they have a lot of fun dancing and snacking on cheez its together.

BOOK 3

book 3 takes place from april to june

the main plot of book 3 is going to be nia's grandmother visiting from iran for three months. nia learns a lot of new information about her family culture.

in june, to celebrate the end of the school year, nia's school has a multi-cultural night.

ender signs up to bring in some traditional turkish food and share some of the poetry his dad has written in turkish. he encourages nia to sign up for multi-cultural night too!

so nia signs up.

together, nia and her grandmother cook a ton of traditional iranian food to share at the celebration. she and her grandmother also work together to sew a special kaftan for nia.

the night of the celebration, nia dresses up in her kaftan and grabs the containers of food. as she's getting ready to leave, her father asks her to stop so he can take a picture of her. her mother says, "wait! i have one other thing for the picture!" (but spoken in faarsi). she emerges with a hijab for nia. she helps nia put on the hijab and tells nia that she's seen how nia's grown into a woman this past school year (aka, over the course of these 3 books). nia is so happy that she cries.

at the multi-cultural night, everyone loves the food and nia's kaftan and hijab. when ender sees nia's hijab, he starts happy stimming, and nia starts happy stimming too.

that's all my plans for goty 2022!

[toorusbaby]

second choice, pt. 2

this part lowkey makes me cringe (probably because i’ve reread this entire fic about 10 times in order to edit) but i hope you like it <3

summary: being in love with hajime iwaizumi is like riding a rollercoaster of emotions. it’s thrilling as it is exciting, but you feel a little lightheaded... because he doesn’t know how you feel. the worst part? he thinks you’re in love with his best friend.

warnings: just pure fluff, oikawa cockblocks, slow burn, slight angst if you squint real hard

word count: 1,834

part three here

Three weeks had passed since you had gotten ramen with Oikawa and Iwaizumi. October turned to November in the blink of an eye and orange leaves that were once on trees were now scattered across the ground. Snow would be arriving in a week or two, but the weather wasn’t the only thing that had changed over the past few weeks. 

Much to your surprise, you noticed that Oikawa’s flirty behavior towards you became practically nonexistent. You didn’t think much of it at first; you didn’t know what to make of it, even when it had been going on. It wasn’t until you and Matsukawa were walking to the school gym one afternoon, when the middle blocker had pointed out the lack of ‘romantic enthusiasm’ Oikawa usually displayed towards you. The raven haired boy’s words evoked realization within you and you began to recognize the signs of Oikawa’s sudden detachment after months of consistent flirting. The team captain had completely stopped asking you for hugs (which you never minded giving) and his habit of calling you his ‘pretty girl’ while slinging his arm over your shoulders suddenly vanished into thin air. 

Despite his change of actions, or rather lack of, you sincerely doubted that Oikawa was upset with you. Even with his sudden shift in actions, Oikawa continued to eat lunch with you and Iwaizumi everyday under the tree the three of you ‘claimed’, and even cracked a horrible joke or two, snickering when you and his best friend would cringe at his attempts to make you both laugh. The setter’s usual cheerfulness with a hint of cockiness had remained much to your relief, although you’d never admit that you found his overconfidence endearing. Other than Oikawa’s decision to establish less flirty boundaries with you, everything in your life was still the same. 

That was what bothered you. 

The fact that no progression was being made and that you would be graduating from Aoba Johsai so soon, irritated you to no end. Progression with a certain green eyed boy, that was. 

Your third and final year of high school was almost over, but you had spent the majority of your time at Seijoh completely smitten over Hajime, who was utterly clueless about your feelings. You weren’t hurt because he was unaware; you couldn’t blame the boy for not realizing it. Instead, you had blamed yourself for concealing any hint that you felt romantically towards the ace. 

Whether Hajime viewed you in a romantic way was unbeknownst to you but you were desperate to find out regardless of the outcome. You weren’t entirely clueless when it came to you romantically attracting others. Multiple boys and girls have confessed to you before, only to be gently shot down; this gave you a small reputation at Aoba Johsai as a heartbreaker. Unbeknownst to you, this reputation slightly intimidated Iwaizumi. But when you took a closer look at the volleyball player’s actions, a flicker of hope burned in your chest.

Iwaizumi was reserved for the most part, usually keeping to his teammates or to himself. However, the occasional glances he’d sneak in your direction when you were with your female friends had caught your attention. The way his eyes would widen before quickly turning away when you would smile back at him must have meant something. Wasn’t this a common sign of attraction? Or did you just freak him out? Maybe it was the cold weather affecting his cheeks that would turn pink, but this wasn’t a possibility you even wanted to consider. It wasn’t as if you could directly ask him how he felt about you; asking Oikawa wouldn’t be any better. 

It was Wednesday night when you found yourself tossing and turning in bed, wide awake and mind ablaze with thoughts of a certain wing spiker. It came as no surprise since it was the third time that week. Smothering your face into your pillow, you let out a frustrated groan. You knew that friendship would always remain friendship if you didn’t take a leap of faith. You couldn’t stay up late like this, questioning his feelings towards you for… well, forever. Iwaizumi wasn‘t the type to admit his feelings first, let alone display hints of romantic attraction, not that you were aware of. 

The memory of Oikawa teasing Iwaizumi during practice months ago for refusing to ever make ‘the first move’ replayed itself in your mind. This earned the team captain a volleyball to the head and quiet chuckles from Kunimi, but the green eyed boy never denied the allegation, simply huffing and grumbling to himself. 

The moment you saw the clock strike two, you came to a realization. Time would run out eventually and so would your patience; you didn’t want to drag things further. It was at that moment when you decided it was time to address your feelings for Iwaizumi. Sure, there was a likely possibility that the green eyed boy didn’t return your feelings. If he didn’t, it would most definitely hurt; after all, you were head over heels for. 

Your arms moved to clutch the pillow to your chest. There was nothing that would change your mind; you were too stubborn for your own good. Something about your feelings towards Hajime Iwaizumi would have to be done when the timing was right.

You could only hope that it was soon. 

༺♥༻

It was Saturday near noon when Iwaizumi found himself walking into the train station, hands in pockets, and a mind full of questions as he searched his surroundings to find you. When the volleyball player received a text from you the previous night asking if he was available the next day, he was quick to tell you his schedule was free. When you had asked him to meet you at the train station however, it definitely raised an eyebrow. Maybe you just wanted to meet at the station since it would be more convenient for everyone? Now that he thought about it, who else did you invite? Despite his curiosity, Iwaizumi didn’t ask any further questions, simply agreeing instead. He would just have to see what you needed him for when you two met up. 

Iwaizumi’s eyes scanned the slightly busy station, only to easily spot you among the crowd of people. The sight of you never failed to make his heart race; he felt as if he had just finished an extended set, the way his palms began to sweat despite the cold weather. When he made his way over to you, a breath was stuck in Iwaizumi’s throat when he noticed that you looked a bit different than you did at school. 

Your hair was styled in soft waves and you wore a bit more make up than usual, the brown eyeliner giving you a soft but refined look. Wearing only a cream turtleneck sweater paired with black jeans, Iwaizumi was afraid that you would get cold later in the day. Regardless, he thought you looked beautiful. Your tinted lips that were pursed together for a split second when you glanced at your phone immediately grabbed the ace’s attention. Lipgloss? Is she wearing fucking lipgloss? Without sparing them a second glance, Iwaizumi excused himself to strangers he accidentally bumped into on the way to greet you. 

Relax, Hajime. Just fucking… breathe. 

You on the other hand, were about to text Iwaizumi until you noticed a tall figure approaching from the side of your eye. When you looked up, you found yourself facing the only boy whose grinning face was enough to make you weak in the knees. There Iwaizumi stood, gloved hands shoved in the pockets of his black jeans, his signature navy blue scarf adorning his neck. He wore a grey sweater that fit him perfectly, the color complimenting his olive skin. Even though he cleaned up nicely, the way Iwaizumi smiled down at you made you swoon all over again. You couldn’t help but smile up at Iwaizumi’s towering figure. 

“I was just about to call you. I was worried you wouldn’t show up for a minute. Let’s wait over here, yeah?” You greeted the boy, gesturing with a nod of your head for him to follow you away from the crowd. The boy followed suit.

“You know I’d never do that, Y/N,” Iwaizumi replied, the two of you now standing near passengers waiting to board the upcoming train. You simply smiled in response and guided him to the boarding area. The confused boy quickly looked around and then back at you with a raised eyebrow. 

“Wait, are we going on the train? I thought we were—“ 

Seeing your pretty polished fingers holding up two train tickets to the neighboring city of Osaki brought Iwaizumi’s words to a halt, not to mention your awkward chuckle when you handed him a ticket. 

“Well you see,” you mumbled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. You were sure that the breeze would mess your hair up throughout the day, refraining from rolling your eyes at the thought. “I sort of... bought us train tickets to Osaki. Surprise, I guess?” The widening of the boy’s eyes prompted you to continue, causing you to wave your hands in front of you in protest. 

“If you don’t want to go though, that’s okay! I just wanted to check out a couple of places, that’s all...” 

And spend time with you, was what you wanted to add. However, you couldn’t possibly utter such a bold statement. You didn’t want to freak Iwaizumi out even more than you probably did; a surprise hangout in another city was enough for one day. 

Iwaizumi’s eyes flickered from your wavering eyes to the way your cheeks burned with embarrassment. It was obvious to the boy that you were self-conscious, but he didn’t think you had any reason to feel that way. It was one of the rare times, if not the only time, the two of you hung out alone; Iwaizumi definitely did not want to waste such an opportunity. Despite his heavy belief that you were interested in Oikawa, the green eyed boy was glad you had called him and only him instead. 

To put it shortly, Hajime Iwaizumi was beyond thrilled. 

With a soft chuckle and a gentle smile plastered on his lips, he opened his mouth to reassure you. “I’d be an idiot if I said no to this. We should probably get on, yeah? I wonder what you have planned.” With that, Iwaizumi boarded the train that had just arrived. Without another word, you quickly followed behind. 

Even though your head was turned to face the moving train’s windows behind you, your mind was focused on the handsome boy sitting by your side. When you realized that it would be just the two of you for the entirety of the day, together alone in another city, your stomach churned with excitement. You couldn’t believe you were doing this; how did you end up alone with Iwaizumi on a Saturday afternoon?

If I tell him how I feel, would he even feel the same way?, you questioned. 

Little did you know, the flustered volleyball player was asking himself the same question when he turned his head to admire you.

[twistedlymad]

Hi there its me again. So I was just wondering since you mostly have a the reader being a girl, why not have another incident from your lovely chaos trio (grim, ace, and deuce) that made the reader turn to the opposite gender. End of story reader changes back, but for some odd reason the whole boy college suddenly became an all female college. 😈😈

Hello again!! I’ve gotta say, that ending twist there made me widen my eyes :’)

Thank you for making a request again! This took a little longer than I expected? I’ve decided to make this into a 2-part story as I didn’t really expect myself to blurt out this many words for this story XD 

I also added a cut so that you don’t have to keep scrolling every time you want to just browse Tumblr and my post keeps getting in the way.

Nevertheless, I hope this story meets your expectations! Thank you for requesting and have a lovely day!!

What if you became a boy? (Ft. Ace, Deuce, Grim, Epel, Jack and Sebek) (Part 1/2)

“Come on! If you don’t complete at least 100 laps around the field, you won’t have big muscles like me!!” A teacher clad in red shouted to the first-years. Students here and there were breathless, taking breaks and leaning onto each other for support. You were breathless as well, considering it was your 59th lap, you’d say you did pretty well! You smiled to yourself and took a rest before continuing your laps.

“Quick!! We’re going to miss out on P.E!!” A certain orange-haired male said to his other 2 friends. You see, due to Ace, Deuce and Grim not really passing their grades in Alchemy, they had the initiative to ask for extra credit from Professor Crewel. With that being said, the three first-years were on their way to the field from the lab to not miss out on their sports time. Could you blame them? Sports to them was like, freedom!

“Grim! You sure you have the potion?!” Deuce asked the creature on his head.

“Yes I do! I’m not as dumb as you think yanno? After all, I am the Great Grim!” The furball replied, holding out a bottle containing a colourless liquid.

“Great! Keep it safe!” Said Deuce as he and Ace navigated through the crowd of people in the hallway, trying to save what little P.E time they had left.

Soon after, they arrived at the field, they placed down their stuff on the bench where you guys would usually sit to take a break. Ace and Deuce placed down their books and Grim placed down the bottle. The three immediately rushed to the field to start their laps.

You just finished your laps and you absolutely tired. You sat down at the bench where the three had just put down their stuff. You looked at them as they were already on their 46th lap. Since they were boys, they had a little bit more stamina compared to you. While you just sat down, they already ran 7 laps. You kept your focus on them, admiring how they managed to run so much and they weren’t even breathless at all.

‘It’s nice to be a boy huh?’ You thought to yourself while subconsciously picking up a bottle. You looked at it and it seemed to be a normal water bottle, nothing out if the ordinary and you were parched, so, you took a sip from it.

The water tasted… funny? You winced at the taste and quickly set the bottle back down.

‘Maybe I shouldn’t have drank that…’ You thought. Ace, Deuce and Grim were taking a break and sat down next to you.

“So, how was your extra credit class?” You asked the trio. They just looked at you, taking a few breaths before answering.

“Professor Crewel had us make a potion. He said the drinker would have something change to the opposite after they took a sip from the potion.” Ace started off.

“Yeah, but he had something to do last minute and he’ll judge our potion tomorrow, so we were dismissed.” Grim continued.

“Of course, we couldn’t leave the potion out in the open, so we scooped it into a bottle and brought it here.” Deuce said and pointed to the bottle. You saw where he pointed to and you realize it’s the exact same bottle that you just took a sip from. Your eyes widen slightly.

“Y-you mean, the potion is in this bottle?” You stuttered.

“Yeah, why?” Ace asked.

“N-Nothing! Nothing at all…” You said with a fake smile.

You were terrified! What did they mean by ‘have something change to the opposite’?! Were they referring to your body parts? Like your hair changing into an opposite color? Your hands would become your legs? Your eyes would be at the back of your head? You didn’t know and you were afraid to ask.

But, so far, nothing’s happened. You didn’t know why either. Did the potion need time to take its effects? Did the potion only work at a certain time? Did the trio brew the wrong potion AGAIN?

You tried to believe that they did brew the wrong potion again what they said next left you speechless.

“I’m glad we brewed the right potion. If anything went wrong, there would be some color in it, but this liquid is completely clear!” Deuce said.

“Right? It almost looks the same as normal water!” Ace replied with a smirk.

“Of course it would be right! I, the Great Grim, brewed it alongside the two of you!” The furball said.

“Yeah, right.” The ADeuce-combo said sarcastically.

You were screaming internally, but your face didn’t show any signs of you freaking out. Your poker face game was on point there! Now that you knew they brewed the right potion, you couldn’t help but think what was going to happen to you and when would it happen. You went so deep into thought, you didn’t notice the trio was calling out to you.

“Hello? Twisted Wonderland to (Y/N)?” Ace waved in front of you, snapping you out of your thoughts. You blinked and looked at him.

“Yeah?”

“P.E. class ended, we can go to our next class now.” Deuce said, packing up his stuff and taking the bottle containing the potion.

“O-Oh, okay.”

“Yanno, (Y/N), are you alright? You’ve been spacing out a lot today.” Grim asked you as he landed on your shoulder.

“Yeah, I’m fine, let’s go back and rest.” You reassured the creature on your shoulder while nuzzling against his head. You took your stuff and walked with your friends to your next class.

You then spent the day going to classes and hanging out with your friends. Like watching Epel train with Jack and Deuce, breaking up Ace and Deuce after Ace insulted Deuce’s pink colored leopard shorts while they trained for track and field, refraining Grim from stealing anyone’s dinner and causing any ruckus resulting in the headmaster punishing the two of you. You know, the usual chaos. And because of this chaos, you forgot that you accidentally drank a bit of the potion.

After dinner, you said your goodnights to your friends as you and Grim head back to Ramshackle Dorm.

“Alright, I’m going to hit the hay…” Grim said as he plumped himself on the bed that you two shared.  You tucked the creature in before crawling in yourself. You fell asleep soon after.

The next morning, sunlight greets your eyes through a window beside your bed. You tossed a little before sitting up, you weren’t fully awake then. However, when you let out a yawn you snapped your eyes open and quickly closed your mouth.

Why did it sound like a boy was yawning in your place?

You got out of bed and rushed to a nearby mirror. You saw that your face was no longer feminine but rather manly, your hair was cut very short instead of (normal length) hair, your hands were a lot rougher instead of elegant. Of course, there were two more changes made to your torso and from the waist down but I’m not allowed to say it.

You kept blinking to check if you’re fully awake to acknowledge this, you even pinched yourself to make sure. Once you did, you were too shocked to say anything. A few seconds later, only you let out a manly shout. That, woke Grim up.

“(Y/N)? What time is it?” The creature asked, rubbing his eyes. You turned to look at him. Once the furball opened his eyes and sees you, he immediately got aggressive.

“Fgnaaaaaa! Who are you?! What’re you doing in our dorm?!” Blue fire began to fly towards you.

“Grim! Wait! It’s me! (Y/N)!” You yelled out while dodging his attacks. The creature let out a ‘hmph’ before continuing blasting magic at you.

“You seriously think I would fall for something like that? (Y/N)’s a girl you dummy! Fgnaaaaaa!” The creature said and it immediately clicked in your mind.

“A potion that changes something to the opposite.” You said to yourself. The opposite of a boy is a girl. The potion you drank changed your gender!

“I am (Y/N)!! I accidentally took a sip of the potion from your extra credit class yesterday!” You blurted out.

“Oh yeah?! Tell me something that only (Y/N) would know.” Grim said and stopped his attacks. You thought about it for a moment.

“If you need to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, you need me to hold your hand and walk you to the bathroom. You also need me to ‘stand guard’ for any potential threats while you did your business. All because you’re afraid of the boogeyman.” You said, looking at him with a smirk plastered onto your face.

“It’s actually you (Y/N)! But don’t let that secret slip past your mouth to anyone!” Grim said and ran into your arms. You hugged the creature back.

“Yeah, I’ll take it to my grave, don’t worry you scardy-cat.” You said, patting his head.

“Why did you drink that potion anyway?!” Grim asked you, you sweatdropped.

“It was during Physical Education, I already completed 100 laps around the field and I was parched. I noticed a bottle on the bench we would usually sit at and the liquid was colorless. I, for one, thought it was water, so I took a sip.” You said as you sat down on the bed, Grim still in your arms.

“Yanno! You’re really careless!” Grim scolded you.

“To think I would be scolded that by you and especially you.” You laughed and sat Grim down on the bed.

[exofilialovercat]

Azrael (Draconian boy) x Gabriela (human girl)

Welcome to my first monster love writing! It has been long since did this one, and I wanted to share this old thing than i wrote whit and online friend! 

Gabriela knew things were not good between them. But she didn't wanted to believe he will choose today to break up with her. 

He said the typical "I need space, I'm confused... we almost do not have time for us" .  She knew it was bulshit, she knew he would probably run in the arms of a girl a lot prettier than her and probably a lot more empty brained. He avoided her like the plague in the last months and he looked every day better (More gym, more expensive clothes, you name it). Gaby ended alone in the park, with her heart broken,  trying to calm her anger . I guess at least i can go for a drink  . She walked into a bar and sat, decided to buy the biggest sugar coated smoothie they had.... and put some vodka on it maybe.

Azrael's head was spinning. He thought a job working as a bartender would be more glamorous than it had turned out to be in his first week. Instead of learning to elegantly craft fancy cocktails he had been forced to haul heavy kegs of beer from the cellar and to dodge crowds of rowdy drunks as best he could while running trays of food and drink to tables the senior barkeeps did not want to bother with. Today he even was sent to break up a fight that was starting up between two belligerent customers arguing over a game of darts. Thankfully Ozzie's unique appearance usually helped with things like this. Throwing himself between the two patrons, the draconian flared his wings out so they could not get to each other and roared for them to behave themselves.... Unfortunately his wings knocked into a nearby table, accidentally sending a brightly-colored frozen drink flying into the lovely young lady who had ordered it some minutes ago and spilling it all over her top.

"Oh God! I'm so sorry miss!" He stammered, swearing that the pale blue scales on his face were blushing red as he offered her a towel and prayed that it would not leave a stain.

Gaby froze when she felt the thing in almost slow motion staining all her top shirt. Oh great... can something else go bad today?... Please Gaby don't be the shitty customer that yells at the waiter... dont... . Gaby felt the hot tears filling her eyes , her face twisted in sadness and let herself cry like an idiot .

Oh no! He had made her cry! Panicking, Ozzie desperately tried to help the distraught woman clean her shirt, all the while apologizing again and again and cursing himself for being clumsy. When it became obvious that no amount of paper towels or washcloths would save her top, Azrael had a thought. "Miss, please let me make this up to you. We have a small washing machine in the back for our uniforms. Let me get you another drink and I will lend you my shirt while yours is cleaned" He offered hopefully.

"It's okay.... It's not... Thank you" she said between sobs . She tried to compose herself, at least someone was kind to her today . She followed him .

Leading her through the crowd, he took the pretty young woman to the employee lockers in the back of the house, shooting the head bartender a warning look and narrowing his eyes when she made a joking comment about him moving fast already getting a girl out of her clothes. 

"Please don't mind her. Maricela has a terrible sense of humor." He said, trying to keep a very lovely image out of his head and stop his tail from unwinding from around his waist and wagging at the mental image. 

Once they were in the break room Ozzie offered the girl his spare shirt from his locker, a button-down white oxford that would likely be long enough to double as a short dress on her before stepping out to let her switch clothes. "I'm Azrael, by the way. Ozzie to my friends." He called over his shoulder.

"Ozzie... I'm Gaby" she said and changed, handing him the dirty top . "Sorry for crying... i just had an horrible day, not your fault really "

"Nice to meet you Gaby." He replied with a self-conscious smile, trying to hide the pointed teeth he had inherited from his mother. "If you want, I am happy to listen to your story. Sharing your sadness with a sympathetic ear can sometimes make it better, after all."

While he was talking Azrael tossed Gaby's shirt into what was supposed to be an empty washer and closed the lid to start the machine up. 

"Would you like a drink or something to eat while you wait?" He offered, smiling for her again in spite of himself.

"Well .... okay" she came for that anyway. Maybe talking (and crying) was the best way to feel better . Ordering a new strawberry milk smoothie and siping from time to time, she told him about his day . "... And Im im pretty sure he is with another girl in this instant, i'm not stupid"

He brought her a replacement drink and sat with her on the sofa in the breakroom while Gaby told her story, growing visibly more angry as she got to the part where her boyfriend as good as left her for another woman until a thin trail of smoke started trailing up from his mouth through clenched teeth. "Absolutely unforgivable! He must either be blind, an idiot, or both if he could even think of another woman when he has someone as wonderful as you!" He said vehemently, the tip of his tail smacking against the ground in anger as he spoke.

" Ozzie... you are fine? you are gonna turn the fire alarm ... " she felt amused , he was too sweet for someone so scary at first sight "Thank you , you are too sweet..."

Realizing that he was smoking, Azrael quickly took a glass of water and drank it down to stop the smoke, looking down and running one hand idly along his horns in embarrassment. "Sorry, a bad habit from my mother. I promise not to start any fires." He said with what he hoped was a playful wink. "No, thank you for talking to me even after a less than ideal introduction Gaby."

"You mom is draconian too? I think you are the first draconian I have met " she smiled at his wink. ‘Too cute and I'm such a mess....’

"Oh no, she's a full dragon. Wings, breathes fire, giant pile of gold and jewels, the whole shebang." Azrael laughed. "Dad always joked that he liked her better than the princess he was supposed to save." He added, rolling his bright gold eyes at the memory of his dad's bad jokes from when he was a kid.

"Whoa, a knight and a dragon... that's a story to tell ! " her mind tried to take her to cri again but she fighted it . Screw mister perfect she waved her troughs away.

"A knight? Oh no, he's a history professor at the local university." Ozzie laughed. "Maybe-" He was cut off by the buzzer signaling the end of the wash cycle.

"Oh, there is. !" she lamented don't having more excuses to talk to the draconian man. He had to work anyway .....

"Ah, there it is." Azrael echoed, not able to completely hide his disappointment at losing his excuse to talk to Gaby. "Hopefully the stain didn't set in." He thought aloud, reaching into the washer and pulling out a deep wine red tablecloth... wait... 

"Oh no no no no no!" Ozzie cursed under his breath, looking in and seeing that whoever was supposed to hang the linens they used for the tables had left them in the machine the night before and now Gaby's shirt was completely dyed a bright pink!

"Oh God! I'm so sorry Gaby! I am such an idiot for not looking!" He cursed himself, hanging his head in shame. He just couldn't stop messing up! Now he was bound to have made a lovely lady cry again.

Gaby looked at the man and the now pink top .... and she couldn't help laugh. it was a good laugh, she had to hold her belly "Oh god, Ozzie" she laughed again "Don't worry .... " she breathed deep "You made me laugh , that's more that i can ask " she said to the mortified draconian.

If he could have, he would have curled into a ball and disappeared, but at least Gaby was laughing. A smile was so much nicer on her than tears. "At the very least let me take you shopping for a replacement." He offered hopefully. "Maybe tomorrow afternoon?"

"Oh, you don't have to... you have been too kind.... " she thinked "Well, only if i can invite you something later." She took her phone and passed it to him "And that's not discussable . Save your number! "

"Whatever you want. I'm yours... er... at your service." He stammered, smiling doubly as he keyed in his phone number and handed it back to her before offering her his to do the same. "Does noon sound alright?"

"I'm a freelancer , i can fix my schedule no problem " she smiled "Thank you Ozzie. i will give you back this tomorrow" she grabbed her things and the now pink shirt. She gave him a quick peek on the cheek "Thanks for cheering me up ! You are a great guy  "

"It 's a date!"

Ozzie spent the rest of the night smiling from ear to ear, not even minding the jokes he had to endure at the hands of the other employees. As far as he cared tomorrow couldn't get here fast enough! .

[chocochar]

Bro Dabi dating a innocent rich reader gives me lady and the tramp vibes

(AN: Yoooooo I adore this request so much, I had fun writing it so I hope you like it lol

Part 2 | Part 3)

[(F/n)’s POV]

        The first time I’d met Dabi was about 2 years ago, before he was known as a villain.

        My family comes from money, with my father owning one of the biggest companies in Japan which my granddad created over 50 years ago. Being both well off and well known has its perks, but it also has its faults. For one thing we’ve had more than one attempt at kidnapping me or one of my cousins, but with the heroes around things never went overboard fortunately. We’ve kept clean slates, so no blackmail either.

         I grew up sheltered, I’ve actually been called naive or too innocent before… And I’ve always been surrounded by elites;  I’ve also never had the biggest interests in heroes. I would try to befriend anyone, I still do, which is somewhat how I came to know Dabi in the first place.

        2 years ago…

        “You little thief, I saw you take that woman’s wallet right out of her purse!!” An angry older man yelled, his sharp teeth bared and his clawed hand gripping the lose shirt of a young man who didn’t look much older than me. Being out shopping with some of my friends I jumped when this person was suddenly rushing over shouting things like,“Thief, thief! I saw you!!”

        Looking at the culprit I was surprised by his appearance though not appalled like my friends; His jet black hair looked rather fluffy and soft to the touch, his skin pale and stapled to what looked like burn marks. His body was on the leaner side, although he looked like he hadn’t eaten much for some time. His clothes had definitely seen better days, the jacket collar was all ripped up and his pants looked like he had grown out of them. One of his hands was stuffed in his pocket, an aloof expression on his face while the other hand held my (color) name brand wallet up. I could tell he was annoyed from the look in his eyes but judging by the way he glanced around I think he realized he was outnumbered.

        “Look, loudmouth, I was just giving it back to the little lady, it was falling out of her purse,” he told the man, and while I knew this was a lie I didn’t say anything; I didn’t try to argue or yell at him for attempting to steal from me, nor did I storm off after yanking my wallet out of his grip. I just stood there, admittedly not sure how to respond, I’d never been in this situation before. In reality, I sort of felt bad for this thief, my naive thoughts wondering if he was stealing because he needed food o-or he wanted better clothing, or maybe he just needed the money to need it. The older aggressive man snarled and shook him, causing the young man to drop my wallet which popped open.        “You lie, a thief and a liar!” He barked, accidentally kicking my wallet when he tried to push the thief down to the ground, but the raven haired man was clearly stronger than he looked.

        “Ugh, thieves like you are the worst,” one of my friends tsked, another pulling out her phone.

        “Don’t worry, scarface, we’ll listen to your reasons in court once the police show up,” she smirked, already typing in the number for the authorities.

        Something dangerous flashed in his beautiful cerulean eyes and I realized just how bad things could get, so grabbing her hand before she finished dialing I shook my head before turning and facing the thief. Walking up to to him I smiled softly and grabbed the wallet off the ground, taking out all the money I had in it and placing it all in his hand, the pile being at least ¥100,000. I can tell he’s puzzled like everyone else, the older gentleman letting him go, but putting my wallet back in my bag I smiled at him again, saying,“If you need it you can have it, I’m okay.”

        Turning I start to leave, my friends following with one asking,“Are you serious?! That punk was trying to take the whole thing and you’re just giving him a ton of cash?”

        “Yep, if he needs it than I’m willing to help him out,” I told her, glancing back at the scarred man; He’s staring after us, his expression hard to read but he folded the money and stuffed it into his pocket. I gave a small wave before leaving, the three of us going back to our shopping. I figured that was the end of it; I didn’t know if he actually needed the money but I didn’t consider anything else, because in my gut I had the feeling he was stealing for a reason, whether it be food or new clothes or a place to stay, I was willing to help him out.

        What I didn’t expect was a week later being robbed too.

         My friends and I needed some new dresses for a big party coming up to celebrate my cousin’s birthday and we’d found a small dress shop with beautiful choices, all ranging in prices and styles. Once we’d made our choices and bought them the 3 of us left, my friends heading to a cafe to get us something to drink while I sat on a bench and played on my phone.

        I happened to hear someone calling for help, and while not realizing it was a trap I’d wandered only a few steps into a nearby alley when I was immediately surrounded by unknown, scary looking men. My heart jumped and I felt fear fill me as I backed up against the wall; they had me at all sides, one chuckling,“Lookie here, boys, this one’s pretty cute.~”

        My purse was snagged from me by a big guy and he pulled out my wallet, going through it while I trembled.

        “She’s loaded too! Nice picking her out, Ori,” he laughed loudly.

        “P-Please, you guys can have all the money in there, everything, just please let me go!” I exclaimed but was met with more laughter and them closing in on me.

        “I don’t think so doll, not yet, we normally don’t get pretty chicks like you falling for our trap so we’re gonna have some-”

        Just as the one to my left went to grab me I kicked him between the legs and when he stumbled in pain I took the chance to run past him. The others chased me, ultimately cornering me again. I was panicking, having no idea what they were going to do; “Pl-Please, stop-“ they grabbed me going to tear off my shirt, but before they could do anything a familiar voice spoke up,"Trouble likes to follow you doesn’t it, sweetheart?”

        We all looked down the alley to see the thief from before, his appearance the same as that day but he did look like he’d at least had a meal. He lifted a hand and to all of our surprise it erupted in blue flames, the blaze making the dim alley flicker with light. While I was in complete awe at the sight, and finding it hard to look away from the devilish smirk on his lips, my attackers seemed less willing to stay as one mumbled,“Oh shit-!”

        Just as he prepared to blast his flames our way the muggers took off, my heart still thundering as I watched them run away. I slowly looked back at the thief, who I considered my savior this time, and he shook his head, chuckling while rubbing his neck.

        “How weak, acting big and tough and now they’re running off with their tails between their legs,” he commented, his half lidded gaze gliding over to me. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears, although this time not out of fear. As he started approaching me I found it hard to look away from those pretty blue eyes and my face started to feel a little hot. I’ve had boyfriends before but this was the first time I’d ever felt so flustered by someone! “You okay, princess?” he asked, the nickname making me go pink and I fidgeted with my shirt as I nodded.

        “Yes, thank you! I-I have to admit I’m kinda surprised you showed up… Um…”

        “Call me Dabi,” he replied, his hands stuffed in his pockets and he tilted his head, his eyes racking over me. ‘Calm down heart!’ “Count it as repayment for the money you gave me.”

        “Dabi? That’s an interesting name,” I smiled, holding out my hand for him to shake. “I"m (F/n), it’s nice to put a name to a face.~” He stared at my hand a moment before pulling out one of his own and shaking it, his palms feeling rough and hot to the touch.

         Remembering my bag was back at the alley entrance I gasped and stepped around him hurrying to go make sure it’s still there, Dabi seeming to follow me. When I found it, my new dress, and my wallet gone I groaned, remembering the one guy I kicked hadn’t come after me like the rest. My scarred savior stepped up next to me and looked down at me, asking,“What? Lose something?”

        “Yes, but i-it’s okay, I’ll have my father handle it later,” I replied, rubbing my own neck before looking up at him. “I’d better go home then, next time we run into each other I’ll treat you for helping me, okay?” I told him, smiling softly. His face stayed aloof for the most part but I caught his brows lifting like he was slightly surprised. “Oh, do you have a phone number or something, I can try to call you about meeting up-” I just remembered my phone was in my bag. Lowering my head I let out a light laugh looking embarrassed and continued,“N-Nevermind, um, j-just make sure you’re easy to find okay?”

         I started to leave, looking back at him and adding,“Don’t forget, okay?”

        I felt my heart jump when he gave me a lazy grin, saying back,“As you wish, princess.”

[X][X][X]

        It’d been about a week after that incident, although those men and my stuff still hadn’t been found. My phone was taken care of at least, I got a new one, and my cards had been closed so they couldn’t be used, but I still wished there was some way to find my dress and wallet at least.

        I hung up my call with a friend and sat on my bed staring at the black screen in thought. Dabi was still on my mind, no matter how much I tried to think of something else my brain kept replaying the last two weeks. We barely knew each other past names, and he seemed like the type my family would tell me to stay away from, but I was pretty sure I’d grown a small crush on him. Grabbing one of my pillows I buried my face in it to hide my pink cheeks, repeating in my head,‘Don’t think about him, don’t think about him!’ It almost worked, until-

        “I figured you were a rich girl but didn’t expect you to actually live like a princess, dollface,” that familiar voice spoke up making me jump and look up surprised. There was Dabi, kneeling on my windowsill and looking around my room with a cocked brow. “What are you, an heiress or something?”

        “Wh-What are you doing here??” I asked, almost worried before I noticed him holding something; when he turned back to me he hopped in and held up my wallet, my purse and the bag with my dress in his other hand. My eyes went wide seeing everything, before looking back up at him.

        “Don’t freak out, I didn’t stalk you, I got your stuff back from those idiots and found your address on your ID,” he explained, walking over and handing my stuff to me. “I would’ve brought it through the front door earlier, but well I saw your place and decided I didn’t want to be arrested. Hope you don’t mind me sneaking in through your window, princess.”

        He gave that lazy smirk again watching me examine my dress and other items while he talked. I didn’t know what it was that spurred me but jumping off my bed I hug him around the middle; I immediately feel him stiffen up and take in a short breath, and I noticed how he smelt of smoke. It only lasted a few seconds before I realized what I was doing and pulled back, looking up at him flustered and taking a few steps back while apologizing,“I’m sorry, I, uh, was really excited! You got my stuff back, and I can now repay you so, uh-” I turned around and hid my face, my cheeks burning and red while my heart wouldn’t shut up. 'It was definitely more than just that, I was happy to see him again because I didn’t know if I would again, but I didn’t have to hug him!’

        He didn’t say anything, but I heard him walk over to my bed to go through the bag with my dress in it. Peeking through my fingers I watched him lift it up and look it over before he looked at me, again his eyes looking me over from head to toe. My heart wouldn’t shut up and I asked,“What are you doing?"        "Trying to picture you with this on,” He admitted, my expression turning puzzled. Before I could ask why he handed it to me and continued,“Here, go put it on.”

        I took it but was still very confused. “Huh??”

        He stepped over to the window and leaned on it, responding,“You said you wanted to treat me right? I’m not really interested in being treated out myself, but I do want to take a doll like you out for some fun.” My heart jumped when again he smirked and asked,“Or is this 'street dog’ not worth the princess’ time?~”

(AN: I hope you like it so far! I love this concept lol)

[heyvivalapluto]

rose granger-weasley headcanons:

ravenclaw

her middle name is minerva because of professor mcgonagall

she hates when people call her “rosie”. ron is the only one allowed to call her that

she’s daddy’s little girl. and she loves to be.

but hermione is her best friend. and no, it’s not weird

cat lover!!!!

she’s a bit smaller than albus, but still tall

either a black powerful woman or a fiery redheaded. either way, she has beautiful freckles

one of the brightest minds of the wizard community.

her favorite colors are also the same colors as her lgbt flag: purple blue and pink.

she’s a bissexual disaster.

i mean, she knows how to flirt and stuff, but she falls in love way too quickly and becomes a mess about her feelings. a total romantic

she actually accidentally flirts and half the world falls in love with her

her favorite uncle and aunt are bill and fleur

she loves the beach and the countryside

her patronous and animagus is a ginger cat

loves long showers

has a mug collection

avid reader

FANFICTION FANFICTION FANFICTION

cooks better than molly herself, but she’ll never agree with it, because “there’s no better food than granny’s”

makes part of the rare group of people that looks great in yellow

seems to be fragile, but is the most badass person people will ever meet

invented “looks like a cinnamon roll, but could actually kill you” trope

she likes so many things that she has no ideia what to do for a living. sometimes she wants to have her own inn at some beach, sometimes to be a quidditch player and sometimes to be a journalist

*feminist*

her favorite fruit is mangoes

she is lowkey in love with scorpius

she’s so gentle, so brave.

heart of gold

although she probably will kick ass and take names anytime, anyplace. she’s a total hot head, even if she seems so delicate

plays chess with her father, whenever she can. she always lets him win

pretty brown eyes.

terrible at taking care of plants

her favorite subject at hogwarts is potions, but she sucks at chemistry. her favorite muggle subject is english literature

she did go to a muggle school before attending hogwarts

rose is a great writer

smart mouth

she’s always exhausted because she’s fighting the patriarchy

devil in disguise was made specifically for her. she sure looks angelical and is good hearted, but boi is she bad tempered

her voice is really unique. it’s deep, but somehow sweet and delicate. she talks and it seems like she’s singing

seriously she got it so bad for scorpius. she’s so in love

knows how to dance ballet, but doesn’t really like it, because of all the toxic behaviors of that universe

she’s overconfident at the most ridiculous times

her over confidence is about “yeah, of course i can do this”, but she actually can’t. like seriously, never dare this girl. ever.

she’s an oblivious heartbreaker. she sure is gorgeous and people tend to fall easy for her (i mean, come on), but she tends to not notice people who might have a lowkey crush on her, because she only has eyes for those she’s fallen for (for now is scorpius)

she’s very straightforward about her thoughts on any subject

dreams about a big wedding

she always loses her keys. no one knows how she does it, but she does.

her favorite flowers are lilies

her favorite show is new girl and has a major crush on cece

“i might have a tiny little crush on scorpius”

bonus: scorpius likes her back. he just sucks at flirting. or communicating at all

she’s addicted to sitcoms

she has the horrible habit of biting her nails

she never gets sick. it doesn’t even make sense

big brain. fierce mind. i’m serious, she’s a genius

rose will always help anyone in need.

“‘dude’ but like... romantically”

her favorite ice cream flavor is coconut

goofy, overconfident, flirtatious and desperate for approval: that’s her aesthetic. that’s it

“men should never have an opinion on anything.” and “i’ll be nicer, if you’re smarter” are her mottos.

she is the queen of self love, but she’s still human and still is ron weasley’s daughter. so she eventually stops believing in herself and thinks she will never be good enough

she just wants to make her parents proud

she just wants to protect and honor their legacy.

oblivious? duh

she actually sucks at giving advice. why people still come to her? but of course rose will always be there for anyone

her laugh is way too loud, but she’s never ashamed of it.

knows fluent french, because of her aunt fleur. she actually goes almost every summer to france to visit gabrielle, along with fleur and her cousins: dominique, victoire, teddy and louis

rose actually learned french because she realized how left out fleur was around the weasleys. they didn’t seem to appreciate her and rose couldn’t stand by that

i mean, fleur is awesome and rose knows it.

she hates to wear her hair in ponytails. she just hates it

she actually can make any spells without her wand. she just uses it for the aesthetic

she used braces for a while, because of her grandparents

rose is always exhausted. she needs at least 12 hours of sleep to be rested, but at the same time, she manages to sleep only 3-4hours per night. constantly

she is a workaholic, thus her awful sleep schedule

always fighting with roxanne, but they are really close. they fight because they love each other

her favorite cousins are albus, louis and james

jealous type

but is terrified about having a toxic behavior

advocate of those without a voice

pancakes supremacy

hates to see blood

actually, rose doesn’t even see james as her cousin because they are so close.

she sometimes believes they are platonic soulmates.

they get along so well it astounds anyone who sees them together

they are best friends

okay, so james and rose’s relationship is so strong and they love each other so much. it’s unmatched. of course albus is her favorite cousin and friend, but with james? he is her soulmate, simple as that

“SOULMATES DO NOT HAVE TO BE ROMANTIC, DAMN IT”

james and rose’s duo is about how easy they connect. they are both bad tempered and ultra kind, and also believe in “be gay, do crimes” motto. he never lets her feel alone and is the first to hear her problems and vice versa; she says he is her older and male version.

rose’s is captain of her quidditch team. she’s one of the chasers.

she’s very competitive

she’s very protective of her friends

rose will always take care of the ones she loves

rose is big fan of elton john

“this boy got me fuckt up” / “what boy?” / “william shakespeare.”

brutally honest

imagine anne shirley mixed with katara.

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As requested! This rec list features Kazer Kid Fics -- Jonny and Patrick both with kids and babies AND as kids and babies, with a small dash of de-aging and a spoonful of mpreg. 

⭐ for my personal faves

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The Ones Where They Have Kids

No Capes by sorrylatenew ⭐ - j/p as parents; implied mpreg

Husbands. Dads. Retired superheroes.

The Reeducation of Misters Kane and Toews + timestamp by jezziejay - single dad Patrick, teacher Jonny  ⭐

In which Kaner sort of has a kid, and Mr. Toews doesn't know which of them is the bigger brat.

AU featuring teacher!Jon and hockey-player!Kaner. With bonus 'Hawks characters, love notes, pasta jewelry, Be Better Pizzas, pirouettes, a sprinke of angst and guest appearance by Derek Jeter.

trust your intuition (it's just like goin' fishin') by poeelektra - 1988 as parents

They’re on the periphery of the Home Wares section of Target, heading with purposeful stride toward Sporting Goods, when Gabe declares that he wants a doll for his “Been Good” toy.

Every Little Thing He Does (is magic) by jezziejay - single dad Patrick

Jonny Toews is a bewitching man who moves into a mysterious mansion in a small town. Soon, he opens Bell, Book & Candle, a curiosity shop full of candles, lotions, etc., and is enthralling the children of local police chief (Patrick Kane), who believe he is a witch (but not a bad one.) But not everyone in town is appreciative of their quirky new neighbor, and it may take a little bit of magic for him to truly become part of the community.

Under Cover by heartstrings - 1988 as parents

"Just get in the fucking blanket fort, Kaner."

Feels Like Family To Me + prequels by exmanhater - 1988 as parents

Jonathan Toews and Patrick Kane plan, create, and obtain their family.

living next door to alice series by cinderlily - 1988 as parents

"It started with a phone call."Patrick and Jonny are suddenly given the opportunity to be parents. This is how they stumble through it.

some say love is a burning thing podfic by exmanhater - 1988 as parents

If anyone had told Johnny upon entering the NHL that thirteen years later he'd not only have a kid with Patrick Kane, but would be getting ready to go on a 'date night,’ he'd have said they must be smoking some pretty good shit.And then he'd have to wait a decade to eat his words.

In the Middle of the Night - 1988 as parents

Gone are the days when it took a cold, wet washcloth on his face to wake him up. Or: Five times Pat and Jonny's daughter wakes them up, plus one time they wake her up.

so show me family - single dad Patrick

Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family. Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one. ~Jane Howard

Fill It Up With Love by Frosting50 - single dad Pat; implied mpreg

So Pat’s senior year doesn’t turn out exactly like he’d planned. He still gets his degree in accounting, but he also gets a little girl named Emma. She’s all fat pink cheeks, curly brown hair, and blue eyes. She might have Ryan’s chin, but she’s all Pat’s. And the first time she falls asleep on his chest, chubby hand curled around his thumb, skin so soft and sweet he damn-near feels bowled over with how much he loves her. He didn’t know he could love anyone so much; it makes his heart feel too big for his chest, and he knows that he’ll spend the rest of his life trying to give her the world.

peas & carrots by altri_uccelli - 1988 as parents

Unapologetic Halloween fluff, or: Jonny forgets what day it is, but Kaner's on it.

Can You Lyft Me Up? by Mullsandmutts - single dad Patrick

Even high profile athletes like Chicago Blackhawks Captain Jonathan Toews are forced to utilize paid transportation from time to time. An accidental "share my ride" selection on an app results in a life-altering ride with an mouthy Russian driver (Artemi), an unfairly attractive single father (Patrick Kane) and his adorable sassy (and color-matching-challenged) preschool daughter (introducing Molly Donna Patricia Amelia Kane aka Mo). Jonathan refuses to feel too sketch when he negotiates a plan with the driver to "accidentally" have more shared rides with his new friends. When Mo has a traumatic incident at day camp, Patrick's heart is broken and Jonny enlists the help of Temi and the ever-meddling Patrick Sharp to get smiles back on both Kane faces. Jonathan finds himself more and more drawn to Patrick but Patrick's fears of being a good enough parent for Mo and meeting all of her needs could keep them apart. Will Temi, the Sharp family and a trio of nosy aunts in Buffalo be enough to help Jonathan and Patrick realize what they could have together or will Patrick's stubbornness and Jonathan's fear of ruining their friendship keep them apart? Stay tuned to find out ....

Three by Linsky - i won’t spoil it 

Patrick doesn’t think he’s a pervert. But how would he know? Maybe a pervert is just a thing you are, and it doesn’t feel any different from being a normal person, until you do something perverted. Maybe that’s him.After all, he does have two names on his wrist.

All Your Memories by toewsandconfused - 1988 as parents; amnesiafic

Pat went to sleep a bachelor in the Trump Towers and woke up next to Jonny in the suburbs with three kids calling him Daddy. Struggling to figure out his new reality Patrick had ruled out dream, was banking on delusion because even though it meant he was losing his mind, it seemed safer than some kind of late-onset amnesia. He didn’t want to face that idea that this really was his life; that Jonny was his, that those beautiful kids were his, and he couldn’t remember any of it. The idea that the memories of their life together could be lost forever was too terrifying to deal with. Losing his mind was preferable to losing his memories.

Chelsea, Chelsea I Believe by empathapathique - single dad Pat ⭐

Patrick meets a girl his rookie year.

Don't Let Go by aohatsu - 1988 as adoptive parents

“So you were already with the boy you saved when the fire started?”Patrick pauses, but shakes his head. “No, there was an explosion—I don’t really know what it was, but then it was just me and Tigre, and it’s like, in a situation like that, you don’t really think? You just do. So I grabbed the kid and went through the fire escape. It’s not like I decided I wanted to save anybody, it was just the only option.”

Always Be My Baby by juliusschmidt - single dad Patrick

The thing is, you don’t just grow up once.

as careless as you are certain - single dad Patrick 

March through August, 2015.

the one with the baby yentas series by forochel

Tazer has a son and Kaner is his son's kindergarten teacher.

It's the Magic of Risking Everything by conformityissuicide - single dad Jonny

When Jonny is thirteen he meets a small kid from Buffalo at a hockey tournament.

Then he has a gay crisis, a baby girl, and gets drafted 3rd overall by an Original Six franchise.

When he meets Patrick Kane again at prospect camp he doesn’t feel anything but excitement.

And then it all goes to hell.

"of gifts and fireflies" by huntersandangels - single dad Jon

Patrick Kane hasn’t lived a charmed life despite money flowing through his veins. The journey he is currently on, though paved with good intentions, proves to be a harder challenge than he could ever be ready for. The people he meets along the way give him a much more valued gift than his grandfather could ever dream of giving him. 

I'm gonna love you til my lungs give out by arenadomatthews - 1988 as parents

“Papa, Dad, you guys are retiring today?” Bryan asks, looking up at his parents.“Yeah buddy, we are. Are you gonna behave while Dad and I are doing our press conference?” Patrick asks.

“Duh, Dad. I'm not a baby anymore,” he scoffs.

“He's right, Pat. He's our big boy now,” Jonny adds.

“Yeah, I'm going into 4th grade,” Bryan boasts pridefully.Patrick and Jonathan are finally announcing their retirement after 20 NHL seasons. However, their retirement ceremony will come with a twist: they'll be publicly coming out and revealing their family

Your Daddy's Aim Is True by thefourthvine; podfic by isweedan - cup wish baby! ⭐

patch it up by gasmsinc - 1988 as parents

Jonny stares at his daughter for a long moment. She stares back, eyes unwavering. She has Kaner’s baby blues, but at five she’s already mastered Jonny’s dead on the inside stare. Her kindergarten teacher claims she uses the unwavering look to bully other students into doing what she wants, and it’s something they should work on at home, but Jonny’s baby is a natural born leader, and he’s not going to get in her way of becoming the president, or, better yet, the supreme ruler of the universe.

Your patch,” says Jonny.

Baby, It's Hot Outside by toewsyourheart - single dad Pat 

 Jonny goes for a popsicle and gets a little bit more than he bargained for.

Take All That's Left - divorced single dad Pat

It’s been 6 years now, and he’s grown to enjoy the city since signing with the Rangers to follow Anna, who’d found a job in Brooklyn.

But Chicago; Chicago was Patrick’s first love, all his important firsts – it’s all been hers, and having to leave had been heartbreaking. Too many memories from Chicago were heartbreaking, and yet he always yearned for the city, always felt more comfortable walking her streets than any other place in the world. No other place quite felt like home the way Chicago did.

Isn’t She Lovely by windsthatwhisper + podfic by kanetcews (lavenderharry) - wish baby!

It's nine in the morning when Pat and Jonny stumble down the stairs, sluggish with sleep.

There’s a baby carrier on the kitchen island.

Jonny blinks, blinks again, then turns to get a cup of coffee.

Recreation, Entertainment, Art, or Sport by trademarkgiggle

of course jonathan toews can juggle

so show me family series by peeks, tazer - teacher Pat

“Just admit you like him.”

“Shut up, Sharpy,” Patrick says, before he rolls his eyes and tries to ignore the smirk widening on Sharpy’s lips. “Don’t you have your kids’ parents to bother?”

“No, my last kid left a couple minutes ago, so I’m totally here to watch you and Jonathan Toews make heart eyes at each other,” Sharpy laughs, waltzing into Patrick’s classroom. He immediately makes his way to see Sadie, who greets her dad with a hug.

(In which Patrick Kane is terrible at feelings but luckily, Patrick Sharp is a total bro.)

The Ones Where They’re With Kids

In My Blood and In My Bones + Nothing Sweet or Gentle by fourfreedoms ⭐

Patrick’s not really into dudes—he’s done that whole thing a couple of times—that’s rock-n-roll after all, but god, when Jonathan smiles, he looks really good.Johnny is a nanny. Patrick's a musician. They fall in love. Inspired by the movie What Maisie Knew.

the kids are alright

Patrick works at the sporting goods store Jonny takes his peewee team to for equipment.

given to us as free-flying souls by Mayhem10

Jonathan had never really considered himself particularly good with kids. He didn’t avoid them or anything and it’s not like they burst into tears when they saw his face, but he never was exactly sure what to do with them, these little people running around at waist height. It just wasn’t his area.So, of course, Patrick was basically the child whisperer.

(or five times Jonathan saw Patrick with kids and one time Patrick saw him)

Hide Your Face So The World Will Never Find You (Paper Faces On Parade) by huntersandangels

Jonathan Toews, farm owner and guardian of his nephew, is in desperate need of capable farm hands. Patrick Kane certainly does not fit the description but when a mutual friend confides in him that Patrick has lost everything he owned and is in serious need himself and offers Jonathan money to hire him, how can he say no?

Patrick Kane loves statistics and spending his money on thoroughly planned ‘adventures’ for his friends when he’s not partying away the rest of his fortune. If he wins the bet he can continue to plot freely but if he loses his extra curriculum activities have to stop. He agrees to go on an ‘adventure’ himself and settles in the Toews Farm posing as a farm hand. But as the time goes by, the less pretend it feels-and the more he enjoys Jonathan and Etienne’s company and the quite life in the farm; to the point where he’s not sure whether he wants to win the bet or lose...

Baby, You're the One by jezziejay ⭐

6k words of Jonathan Toews having feelings about babies. And feelings about Kaner. And feelings about putting a baby in Kaner.

The Ones Where They Are Kids

The Cat and the Fiddle series by james - childhood soulmates!

When Donna's son is four, he creates an imaginary friend.

i want to know what you know by sointimate - childhood sweethearts

Patrick is six years old and he's about to do the scariest thing he's ever done in his whole life.

Colorblind by july_v ⭐

Jon is five when he meets Patrick. It's also the time he begins to understand colors as more than an abstract concept.

How to become a man  series+ coda by liketheroad, mockturtletale

In which Kaner gets spontaneously de-aged into a six-year-old, and he and Tazer both have a lot of growing up to do.

Romper Room by james - de-aged 1988

Sharpie doesn't really think this should be part of his duty as alternate captain. Luckily, none of this is his fault. A.K.A., the one where Kaner and Johnny are five.

you ruined everything in the best way by thisissirius + podfic by exmanhater .⭐ - de-aged Saader

Kaner's looking down at the kid, though, frowning. He crouches down. "Hey, kid, where are your parents?

"The kid's bottom lip juts out and starts wobbling. Fuck, that means he's going to start crying, right?

"Oh shi—oot, kid, don't cry," Kaner says. "I mean, if you don't know where they are, we can find 'em?"

"Kaner," Sharpy presses. "That's Saad."

don't worry about your body - de-aged Jonny

No one said anything. Everyone stared at each other then down at the tiny human being that was standing where Jonny had been. Kaner felt his mouth go entirely dry, and his stomach drop out from underneath him.

What the fuck, man.

Can You Picture It? by RemyJane

In which Kaner turns into a baby and everyone besides Jonny seems to understand. Includes excessive cuddling, ridiculously adorable baby-Kaner, and feelings. Jonny eventually figures everything out.

Never Getting That Shirt Back by ice_hot_13 - de-aged Pat

Patrick is de-aged into a toddler, and when he's with Jonny, he isn't a holy terror.

Je T'aime by banks99 (Nodiggity15) - de-aged Jonny

“He won’t take a bath. He’s arguing with me. It’s like he didn’t even change at all.” Kaner’s not pouting, fuck you very much.

MPREG

I Got a Love (That Keeps Me Waiting) by svmadelyn ⭐ -mpreg!pat

There's a lot of different ways this summary could go, like:Patrick Kane gets more than a gold medal in Sochi.

Or, the classic: It's too late to pull out now.Or: Patrick Kane continues to thrive in high pressure situations.Or: Patrick Kane gets knocked up, goes to White Castle, and finds love, not necessarily in that order.

But, ultimately, all that really matters is this: Patrick Kane is keeping his baby.

private passions and secret storms (all the secrets series) by CoffeeKristin, Frosting50  - mpreg!pat

Jonny’s life is good - great even. He loves Patrick and their kids, and even if they don’t always have time for each other, he wouldn’t trade it for anything. But when Jeff Carter comes into his life, Jonny’s world gets turned upside down. It’s going to take everything he’s got to convince Patrick to give him a second - maybe even a third - chance.

Patrick’s blindsided by Jonny’s betrayal and putting his family back together is a lot harder than he expected when their past comes back to haunt them.Can love conquer all?

Forever & Always, My Baby You'll Be by windsthatwhisper - mpreg!jonny

Jonny and Pat's life is a cycle of curse words, late night feedings, and five minute handjobs in the hallway closet.

Aka, I wanted some 1988 w/ a baby feels so I wrote this blurb of a thing in about seven minutes.

efficacy by thirteentorafters - mpreg!patrick

“You,” Patrick says, jabbing a finger angrily at Jonny. “Are gonna fucking help me, dickface.”

Opening his mouth to ask what the hell is going on; Jonny’s eyes drop to Patrick’s stomach. Jonny is acquainted with Patrick’s naked body and the last time they met, Patrick wasn’t fat. Or paunchy. Except that doesn’t look like usual fat. “Oh fuck.”

“Yeah, ‘oh fuck’,” Patrick says, imitating Jonny’s tone. “You knocked me up, asshole. What are you gonna do about it?”

Forever & Always, My Baby You'll Be by windsthatwhisper - mpreg!jonny

Jonny and Pat's life is a cycle of curse words, late night feedings, and five minute handjobs in the hallway closet.

Looked So Fine (I Just Had To Speak) by svmadelyn - !!!! ⭐

Patrick Kane’s talking penis maintains a ‘to do’ list. It is as follows:1. Jonathan Toews

Phone Tag by hawkeytime (jayyloo) - mpreg!Jonny

"Hi mom. Sorry I couldn’t catch you, so I guess I’ll just, uh.. leave a message. See, the thing is… my super-potent sperm may or may not have managed to knock Jonny up. Okay bye."

"Yes, hello, is this Hockey Canada? I just want it written on the record, today, June 31, 2015, that my incredibly improbable unborn child with Jonathan Toews will be playing for America. Yes, I’ll hold.

"Or: Pat accidentally knocks Jonny up. A saga told in a series of voicemails

A Royal Baby - mpreg!Pat

A cough from the doorway cuts Seabs off mid sentence. Duncs is standing watching them, a particularly somber expression on his face. "Jonny, I'm sorry to interrupt but you have a visitor that you'll want to go see right away.""Now really isn't a good time," Jonny tells him, not even putting down his fork."Trust me Your Highness," Duncs says, "This will be worth it."

[Patrick and Jonathan think their time brief time together at the Olympics is all they can ever have. Patrick's ensuing pregnancy proves otherwise.]

sun sweet berries of the earth series by gasmsinc - mpreg!Pat; a/b/o

There is a spirit living in Patrick State Park.“Listen,” says Jonny. “I didn’t mean to step on your crown.”The spirit’s bottom lip wobbles.

Tame the Roads That Can't Be Tamed by Linsky - mpreg!Pat; a/b/o

Patrick’s flown a million times. He’s never gotten airsick before. Even on last year’s epic flight to Denver, when they hit massive turbulence and half the team was groaning over barf bags, Patrick’s stomach was fine. And maybe he’s sick, sure—but why doesn’t he feel sick the rest of the time? Why is it only mornings and—

Oh.

Oh, no.

Oh fucking no.

(Or: In which it is difficult to be a wolf in the NHL, especially when you're not that good at condoms.)

Carve His Name With Pride ⭐  - mpreg!Jonny

Jonny leaves behind a home, a house, and a hockey career the month after he learns that he’s pregnant.

Eyass - mpreg!Jonny

"I dunno," Kaner tells him. "Whatever you need, man. You’re having a baby! That’s a lot of work. I want to be here for you."

Somehow, in the dozens of conversations he’s had with teammates and friends and family in the past few days, no one has said those exact words to Jonny: “you’re having a baby”. He has to comb his fingers through his hair and take a deep, steadying breath to compose himself.

Kaner notices and smiles at him; a crooked, beautiful thing. “It’s pretty amazing, isn’t it?”

Heartburn and Survival by dedougal  - mpreg!Jonny

They were in Canada when Jonny found out he was pregnant. Afterwards, Jonny used that as a point in his bulleted list of arguments about why Jack should represent Canada but, to be entirely truthful, finding out in Canada - finding out anywhere - was pretty disastrous.

Three Cups and a Pup by Miss_Psychotic, nommedeplume  - mpreg!Patrick

The Story of Alpha Jonny and Omega Kaner getting their shit together and learning how to be Adulting Adults (Finally)

Chips and Cribs by whatislife - mpreg!Jonny

“What do you mean there are no chips,” Jonny asks from where he is standing by the island, hand resting on his stomach. “Weren’t they on the list? Did you not buy them?”(Patrick just wants to sleep.)

[ziracona]

Dwight/Jake wedding headcanons maybe? They deserve it.

For sure!

It’s a couple years down the road. They’ve been living in the Indiana house with Adam, while the others orbit in and out from Springwood and Lockport and Haddonfield and Indianapolis and Bloomington and New Jersey and Missouri and New York and such every few days. It’s peaceful and fun there for them. Woods, big house, familiar smells and people and memorobelia and Ron’s grave and markers added nearby for Vigo and Alex and Lisa and Sujan and the person from the lab with no name and the survivors who came before them and never got to be buried. It’s home. They’re just chilling, Dwight and Jake talking with intent but also very relaxed about something while Adam edits a sequel in his easy chair, deep in edit mode, when Jake calls over, “Hey Adam, do you want to be a best man, or do you want to marry us?”

Which Adam hears the wrong homophone for for a second and almost takes him out before he realizes they meant the other version of ‘marry’ and remembers how to breathe again.

He stutters out a, “Well, I, uh—I mean, I can do whichever you’d prefer, but I’m not ordained. In. Anything. I know I did Min and Nea’s, but—”

“—Yeah, we know, but we just need it to be legal,” Jake shrugs, “and we don’t want a stranger at the wedding period, so someone’s getting ordained.”

“I think you can get ordained online in like an hour,” adds Dwight helpfully, “and we’re not religious either, but—and now that I’m saying this it was Meg so that means I should make sure becuase sometimes her memory for numbers is uhhh bad, but she told me like a week ago you only need ten people to officially get your new religion recognized. And we could be ‘the survivors’ or something. I don’t know I believe in much, but I believe in that.”

Jake nods. “Whatever is true, this group of people can rip a hole in the fabric of the universe for each other. I’d ascribe to that.”

“I kind of like that,” says Adam, “I would too. But if we have a spiritual ‘leader’, wouldn’t Ace be a better choice than me? Or Jane?”

This is considered a good point and they debate between Adam, Jeff, Tapp, Jane, and Ace for a bit, [Philip is also briefly considered, but they realize just as fast he’d be overwhelmed and stressed by having to do it & mercifully swap him to another role], then decide on Ace, who’s always been the kind of...not exactly dad, not exactly uncle, but not not those things, and certainly some kind of an early spiritual or morale core for them, parentish figure, and a comfort and hope leader for them all. Also, they know he’ll get a fkn kick out of being ordained for this.

Dwight takes Quentin as his Best Man, Claudette his Maid of Honor, and Jake takes Nea as Matron of Honor, Andrew as Best Man, and Meg as Maid of Honor. They decide fuck it, and it’s kinda Parks & Rec (an argument used by and against Jake many times the next few weeks) anyway, and also both take Adam and Philip as Best Men because fuck it, it’s too hard and also wedding rules are arbitrary and made to be broken, and so then Jake adds Kate as a bridesmaid, Dwight adds Laurie, they realize the number of survivors is dwindling dangerously and decide fuck it, our wedding is for us might as well be fkn weird and cool, and add David, Min, Tapp, Jane, Jeff, and Laurie as groomsmen and bridesmaids too. This still leaves Michael, Anna, Sally, Benedict, Susie, Jeff’s three Legion kids, and everyone’s families which is like fkn a lot of people, to be audience party (sans Nancy, who is pleaded with to be wedding party and run the music pre-reception because the number of people that they want involved /and/ who won’t give in to or be tricked by Meg into some kind of terrible flash mob stunt is very small, and in fact, basically is just Nancy. She is happy to do it and thinks their desperate reasoning is hilarious).

They break the news to Meg and Claudette and Ace first (after Adam), ask Ace to marry them, and tell Meg she can run post-weddding/reception music however she wants, except the songs for a couples dance & parent dances. She is /thrilled/. Claudette is very happy and cries. They call up Quentin & Nea to add to the conversation and Jake says Nea and Meg and Susie are in charge of setting up the wedding because he knows they’re gonna fight him for the role anyway, but they have to throw whatever they can together with only the stuff they own already and $50, they want only family & the other survivors/their families at the wedding, the service short and sweet, and to have it at the cabin, by the river. Meg loses her mind with indignance and joy together, and goes buckwild. They hit thrift shops for fairy lights and streamers and more.

Everyone is thrilled to be asked, Jane says “about time,” and Philip can’t think of anything to say and gets overwhelmed emotionally and taken off guard to be asked to be a groomsman. It’s sweet. Everyone with fashion sense takes everyone else shopping or through their wardrobes for fun wedding clothes and to at least have accent pieces that match a color theme. (Complimentary blues, yellow/gold, and pinks to the grooms’. More on that). It’s super fun & they make a fashion show of it. There’s no matching in form, just color, which is just the best version anyway there’s really no goddamn reason to spend thousands of bucks on a wedding when you could just have a funky cute good time with the people who love you & no stress.

Jake picks a deep blue hanbok (bc the hottest Jake I’ve ever seen is the one @eggchef did for lunar new year & the note in the tags about an actual hanbok has been banging around in my head ever since), and when they’re going through stuff for Dwight, he comments a pink one is surprisingly nice because it’s not the color he’d expected to think about, and Jake remarks offhand that if they do deep blue and pink they’ll be stealing their girls’ looks, and the second he says that, they both know there’s no other choice now. Dwight gets a light pink suit and a tie that matches Jake’s blue. They’re adorable and both look exceedingly handsome.

The wedding is short and perfect. Ace does a great job, it’s a nice day, and Meg works wonders with her $50 budget and (notably obscenely large) preexisting store of party supplies, + help from her mom who is passing down the legacy of being the best tiny budget party planner on earth. It’s very open, but with near arches and dangling glass and prisims that cast rainbows everywhere, lots of meaningfully chosen for their blessings and symbolism flowers and flower chains from Claudette. It’s a little reminiscent of the birthday decorations Min and Nea did plus the prisims, and that accidentally makes all the survivors super emotional like 1 minute in.

Only the moms get to speak in the wedding (besides Ace and the grooms), and Andrew and Meg and Nea and Quentin and such all gotta save their roasts for the reception. It’s sweet. Ace knows them super well and it shows in the best way. The grooms write their own vows, and both echo their statements in the hatch tunnel without knowing the other was going to do so too. Jake starts with an “I am deeply, unendingly, ridiculously in love with you,” and Dwight brings in a, “I wouldn’t be who I am without you.” They end it with Dwight saying, “Will you still stay with me, now that it’s all over? Through whatever we’re thrown to next?” And Jake replying, “Wherever you go, I’ll always follow.”

I cry.

The reception is a party by the house. It’s just a huge prepared buffet made by the family who can cook, so no one has to sit and wait. Meg starts the music with Cascada’s Evacuate the Dance Floor because she doesn’t “want to see people dragging their feet like a bunch of fuckin weenies, I want asses on that dance floor!” There’s a lot of 90s and early 2000s pop, but also many many classic dance songs. Lots of ABBA. Lots of it. Everyone has great fun. Min, Nea, Susie, and Meg made the playlist, except for a few of the specific dances. Muriel Fairfield’s mother-son dance with Dwight is to Song For Ten by Neil Hannon because he knows she’s a sweet big emotional nerd and it’s the song she wants, and he’s willing to do it, and she sobs and is a mess but also the happiest she’s been since the day she got the call he was alive.

They have literally zero idea where they’re going when they drive off for a honeymoon. They’re like “Uhh so I’ve been looking at our complete and utter lack of wedding structure and planning as a good thing? But we might have overstepped that a little here....”

Dwight drives while Jake searches the web for LGBT safe honeymoon locations because there’s nothing that would ruin a trip more than that not working out, and reads off a list and Dwight is like, “Wait wait holy fuck, I though you meant what US cities or maybe Canada. Switzerland? Do we even have cash for the plane fare somewhere like that?” And Jake just looks at the page silently for a few seconds, shuts the laptop, and without expression says, “...I really hate this, but I’m gonna let myself be a rich boy, just once.”

They take Andrew’s jet to New Zealand (Jake calls him and listens for 2 minutes then just monotone goes “Okay but you owe me for being a dipshit for fifteen years,” and they get the ride). Jake picks a relaxed pace and some scuba diving, some hikes, but no overnight camping. Lots of just seeing the world and holding hands and grinning at how absolutely breathless and shocked Dwight is at every chunk of nature like nothing he’s seen before. They are disgustingly, blissfully happy.