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beann-e · 3 years

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Haikyu! Characters With A Shy Manager

Inarizaki Boys With A Shy Manager

tw” joke about ‘offing’ ones self & also overbearing parents

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osamu

-osamu is someone who’s laidback and doesn’t show his anger much except for when his brother pisses him off and right now Atsumu was nearing the edge of his brothers patience

“ I don’t care what you do as long as your happy “

“ if thats what you want to do then who are we to stop you “

your eyes traveled as you watched osamus mouth quirk up in a small smile before turning into a frown at his brothers face

His body ignoring him and looking to you awaiting your answer his eyes speaking as if your words could change his decision

“ uh I— I don’- “

“ who cares what yer think “ atsumus voice came out in a yell as he turned to his brother

“ are you stupid why would you leave all of this — why would you throw all of this away “ he moved to point to everything in the gym and the balls that sat idle after a match theyd just played and won

“ this can provide for a family — life after high school ‘samu and you want to “

his face came up in confusion “ and you want to leave it all for a restaurant how — why— why would that make sense to you — it’s stupid “

you felt your body go slack as your face dropped into a pout at atsumu’s claims . Throughout all the times you’d seen them argue this had to be the biggest one you’d ever seen take place in front of the team.

You felt horrible your mouth wanted to open to try to protect osamu seeing as he was the only one who put effort into trying to speak with you.

Ever since you joined the team no one could really understand why you were so quiet except for osamu who would sit next to you during breaks and lunches that he’d share his food with you after you finished the bento box he’d made you

your heart tore as you watched him look to the ground ‘ just say something ‘samu please if this is what you want then tell him — it’s your life ‘

“ have you ever stopped and thought about how this may just be what you want ‘tsumu “

atsumus yells stopped as he heard his brothers voice and head pop up to target him

“ maybe this isn’t something I feel my talents are best used for “

he stood with his eyebrows furrowed in determination “ I like food — it makes me happy just like volley’ makes you so — I don’t care if it’s hard and not as easy as volleyball is for me right now —I want to do what my minds telling me to do “

he huffed “ and that’s to cook and open my own restaurant“

he moved to walk over to his brother to get closer with both his words and body “ and don’t you ever yell at them like that again you probably made them piss their pants “

he calmed himself down as he looked his brother in the eyes “ if your nice now “ he huffed out putting his arms into a hold across his chest “ maybe I might just give you a free meal when I open my restaurant “

Everyone’s body turned in shock and fear when they looked behind them to see your body shaking mouth being ripped open with a calming laugh as you clutched at you stomach

Everything seemed to slow in the gym as osamu watched your body ripple with the loud laugh that came out. Wondering how you’d held it inside for so long seeing as this was the first time anyone heard you laugh

“ y-y/n why — why are you laughing “

“ how can you laugh at a time like this we’re fighting“ Atsumus voice had calmed down in a state of panic at your new behavior

“ because osuma said you not gonna get any food“ you smiled “ and I know right now you don’t care but I bet when you get older and you see his amazing restaurant with a long line in front your gonna wish you’d sucked it up in this moment so you can take that free plate “

osamus mouth itched as his wide eyes squeezed shut at your bright smile his mouth opening before he could stop himself “ if you believe in me so much please believe I could keep you fed if you date me “

your body froze as everyone now turned in fear from you to osamu

“ Will I get rice for lunch everyday “ you giggled

“ i’ll make you anything you want out of rice if that’s what you like — i’ll even make you a wedding ring out of rice “

you laughed as you shook your head in a yes form “ as long as the foods included and you never give up on your dreams — no matter who believes in them “

your voice was soft “ then yes i’ll date you osamu “

you watched as he smiled widely sticking his tounge out at his brother “ oh now it’s really fuck what you think ‘tsumu— cause your the one who told me food wouldn’t be enough to get them to date me— I should’ve just made them the cake like I wanted and asked ‘em out “

The team all stood in shock as Arans mouth opened and closed before he spoke again “ u-uh how did that even make sense— what just happened “

sunas body relaxed against the wall as he spoke soft and quiet “ osumas quit volley’ to be a chef, y/n believes in him so their dating, and “ he pointed to atsumu

“ and once again Atsumu looks stupid “

Atsumu

-he’s not one who would necessarily get along with someone shy nor do I see him being able to. The way he acts may go two ways it may make the person comfortable or it may just irritate them and make them even more anxious

-I don’t think he’s one to see the signs , he would probably take your uncomfortable laughter as him making you laugh and tell the whole team he finally broke you and got you to laugh

“ atsumu “

The setter called as he threw up a new set for his brother in the two on two practice match. His hand hitting the ball hard in a spike as he won his team the final point

Your body dropping as you immediately knew what was coming “ y/n-san did you see that “

“ y-yes atsumu-senpai “

“ it was cool wasnt it “ he said as he moved towards you

“ y-yes “

he smirked as he slid his hands in his pocket looking down on you as he came to a stop in front of your body “ well when your just a great player like me things like that come easy so you don’t have to worry if I hurt myself or not “

he looked away from you and to the floor but eyes darting up to look at you again quickly “ because I didn’t so yeah — don’t think I did “

you smiled softly trying to think of a way out of this “ I-I didn’t think so “

“ yeah see you know someone like me would never get injured —I have to be a great role model to my sweet little first year“

he patted your head as he sat down next to you feet out in front of him “ don’t go turning into one of my annoying fan girls ok y/n “

“ I won’t “

“ ah you don’t mean that “ he bumped you softly “ you love me—so your loves gonna blind you you’ll see “

“ oh “

“ see you do — and I love you too “

“ dude they dont even like talking to you “

“ oh shut yer trap yes they do their in love with me we’re destined to be together “

“ yeah in death — that’s what your gonna do ‘tsumu yer gonna make them off theirselves by hearing yer loud mouth every single time you win a match “

“ y/n you love me right “

your body flamed as you let out an uncomfortable laugh moving over on the bench “ they look —their laughing because it’s true “

his body stopped “ wait “

you felt as the wheels were turning in his head —a bit slow but they were turning

his voice coming out in mumbles “ if their laughing— and i’m talking— and now their laughing after I spoke —-l”

he yelled “ I MADE Y/N-SAN LAUGH “

he screamed in happiness smile huge “ I made them laugh guys “

he jolted up jumping when he stood before racing over to the group that all turned to look at him “ their laughing guys I — I did it their laughing their laug—“

your eyes darted to the floor as atsumu fell head first into the floor his voice coming out in a whine as he shook coming up to grab his nose in pain before reaching down to rub his ankle that he felt was thumping like crazy

“ y-you lied you did hurt yourself “

he moved to run his hand across the back of his neck “ well when you say hurt what do you me—“

your laugh came out in short giggles as you tried to hide it not wanting to give him the satisfaction of making you laugh your head turning to the side as you gave up and laughed into the air

Your giggles sounding like a song atsumu always wanted to play through his headphones when he would walk to school

His body thinking before his mind as he stood up and ran again towards the team “ Guys their — I did it again and you all saw — i’m amazing “

he fell forward again but this time just lying there as he mumbled into the ground

“ their totally in love with me — I made ‘em laugh not once but twice in a row —I got a real shot now“

Aran

-I don’t know much about him because I haven’t finished haikyu! I just know what i’ve gathered from short clips or from what i’ve seen already in the seasons & read in manga but he’s very open minded

-whenever he’s around you he’s always quick to snap and stop someone from telling you that you aren’t allowed to do something because it’s “ not logical “

Your body moved slowly to the gyms exit as you felt a hand come down over your shoulder

“ walk ‘ya home ? “

you looked up face stoic in a slight yes at Arans question

since you’d joined the team as manager you had yet to connect with the other boys only really speaking to Aran and helping him out when he needed it

He came to like being around you because you were a change of pace from his usual one dealing with the twins antics. So it wasn’t that hard to hear him asking to walk you home for the past few nights when practice ran too long

he sighed as he looked down at you “ you never really speak but I feel like your face talks for you “

you looked to the ground as he laughed “ get it because your always stoic —and your face shows noth—ok“

he looked away not hearing your laugh or seeing a smile deciding to cough the atmosphere away “ ok yeah get it “

it wasn’t that you didn’t want to laugh you just couldnt your parents dug into you anytime you went home. Theyd have your head if you didn’t focus only on your studies so, it was hard for you to talk or even be around other people when it wasn’t for class it made you anxious and you weren’t sure how to interact

People took this as you being shy and you weren’t going to explain that you wanted to talk but just didn’t know how

He let his hand fall from your shoulder as the walk soon came to a close him leaving you to walk up to the stairs to your home

“ you may go “ you said softly as he shook his head with a big smile on his face

“ nope not until I know your in your house safely “

you nodded your head as you took a deep breath the door opening before your hand could meet the lock your fathers voice knocking you on your butt

“ who is this — who is he y/n “

“ I-I “

“ I heard more than your voice out here and came to the door “

“ were you waiting up for me “

“ yes you didn’t come home after school today “

“ oh I— there was a math meet i’m sorry “ your father looked away in disgust as you lied

“ your lying to me I called your school and they said you quit mathletes to be a manager of some volleyball club “

you gulped “ I um “

“ why would you do something stupid like that it can’t help you in the future — with your studies “

“ because I um — I like “

you shut yourself up just nodding your head as your father beat into you “ so dumb I thought I raised you correctly it doesn’t matter what you want to do or what’s fun you do what makes you smart and whats logical you do not hold feeli—“

“ I think their happy “ Aran smiled at the scene in front of him “ I think they enjoy being our manager very much “

“ and who told you to spea-“

“ my heart — it guides a person to make decisions ones like I just made — and ones that you made — you want the best for your daughter right “

you fathers actions faltered as Aran continued to press into him “ If you want the best than you have to realize y/n Is tired and she’s not used to friendly interaction — she’s very out of place and uncomfortable around people because she’s only used to school work“

he shook his head in concern “ is this what you want for your child — for your kid to only know how to talk about school and not have a moment where their not spending it thinking about math equations and growing overworked “

“ well I— “

“ on our volleyball team we work ourselves hard yes— but we’ve also become great friends through this hard work we’re happy doing what we do because our hearts led us to do it not our parents “

he looked to you and back to your father as he stood looking up from the bottom of the stairs “ so I ask that you let your child stay on the volleyball team since their heart brought them there to sign up for the job one tuesday afternoon at 3:30 in our gym during our second winning match of the season “

your dad nodded his head in shock as he whispered out an ok

Aran smiling and leaving after waving to you with a short see you tomorrow

Your dad holding the house door open for you as he walked over whispering out to you “ you better marry that boy “ he smiled as he moved through the house

“ he remembered every detail about when he first met you “

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shoichee · 3 years

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Rose-Tinted

Craving for angst with kise please!! Like both are afraid to act on their feelings which ends up hurting the both of them unconsciously. Idk, maybe kise is trying to “test” the girl, but went a bit too far i guess. Whatever floats your boat!! I just want angst but maybe hopefully still HEA in the end (or whichever your muse takes you) ;-; thank youu ❤️

Kise x Reader

Word Count: 6975

Note: oh my GOD, HELP THIS WAS 17 PAGES ON MY GOOGLE DOC I COULDNT STOP MYSELF………. angst, happy ending, fake dating!au, mean old kise ….. girl idk WHAT I WROTE I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT ????? reader POV first half and kise POV second half~

@knb-kreations

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He holds you so gently, the touch so feather-light as he cradles your head and dips his own head in for a soft peck. The warmth of his lips makes you feel things you shouldn’t feel, things that you still chased for more in a never-ending cycle. You hold onto his hands thumbing your temples to try to anchor yourself further into the bliss, but it ends all too soon when he separates from you and gives you a radiant smile.

You were rudely pulled out of your rose-tinted trance when you heard gasps and chatter amongst the gawking students nearby, particularly Kise’s fans. He doesn’t pay any mind to their reactions and turns his friendly demeanor towards them.

“So you see everyone,” he cheerfully says. “I’m sorry I can’t accept any of your affections, as much as it flatters me so… after all, I have my dear (y/n)-cchi by my side!”

Groans and cries rung throughout the campus as most wail about missing out the opportunity to be Kise’s romantic partner, but before you can listen to their laments, Kise hurriedly tugs you away to the privacy of the back of a building nearby, away from prying eyes and ears. He drops your wrist just as fast and yawns with a stretch.

“What time should we meet up tomorrow?” he casually says, taking out his phone from his pocket.

“Huh?”

“Well, we can’t exactly sell our image of us being a couple unless we walk to and from school together consistently, right (y/n)?”

The rose-tinted lenses on your self-indulgent fantasy shatters to the ground instantly. You gulp, the swallowed spit hitting down to your stomach in heavy dread, where it was previously occupied by fluttering butterflies just moments prior.

This isn’t real.

“Ah… um,” you hesitated, thinking of a reasonable time, so you can wake up and get ready accordingly. “How about this time…”

“Yeah, that sounds good,” he replies, shutting off his phone before he walks a few steps away from you but then stopping. “Huh, uh… should I walk you home first? There might be some nosy people around, and we might as well get some practice in as an official couple.”

“W-Why don’t we start tomorrow morning instead?” you suggest. “A lot’s happened today, and well, I wanna have some time to myself.” Kise impassively stares at you for a couple of seconds before he forms a grin.

“Ah ha, well then, (y/n)-cchi,” he shouts jovially, making sure that his voice rang throughout the area for anyone nearby to hear. “I’ll be waiting for you tomorrow morning, my love!”

“Y-Yeah…” you mumbled, your hand held up in a half-hearted wave. “See you…”

With that parting, you turned to the opposite direction to exit through the side gates to get to your home. Your mind scrambles to recall the impulsive decisions you decided to take on a whim today. The grip on your bag tightens as you finally realized what sort of situation you got yourself into.

You like Kise, plain and simple. You’ve always gazed longingly at him whenever his presence entered within your line of vision. You couldn’t even fault his fans for being so whipped for the basketball player in the first place, not when you felt like you were more enthralled by him than anyone else. So what does a love-stricken fool like you do when the source of attraction directly asks you to partake in a “relationship?” You immediately accept his conditional proposal on auto-pilot before he barely finishes his sentence.

It felt so wrong, yet so right. How can you hate this arrangement when you enjoyed that first kiss you shared with Kise earlier? But how can you love this arrangement when you knew Kise only kissed you to drive everyone off? You stopped on the sidewalk and heaved a huge exhale, and you continued to walk again, the action not even remotely able to clear your head. Your mind continues to swirl and race.

You agreed to this. He even laid out his intentions very clearly to you, and he was more than ready to leave you alone if you didn’t consent to this. But stupid, desperate you did. You were ashamed to feel even a shred of flattery when he told you that you were the only one he can ask to drive off his fans in this only effective method: a relationship.

“Why me?” you said, looking up at his casual posture. “Don’t you have someone you like to ask to be in a relationship? I’m sure they’d be more than happy to accept you…”

“Well,” he mumbled. “I don’t really have someone in mind… you’re kinda the only one who doesn’t drool over me whenever I’m near, and I just ought to ask for your help.”

“W-Well,” you slightly stammered. “I’m okay with helping you, right, so…”

“This isn’t something to accept so readily, you know,” he said, raising a brow. “I know this is super sudden, and it wouldn’t be fair for me to force an answer out of you right at this moment. Besides, I don’t think there’s any incentive for you to be in this either? It’s okay if you don’t want to.”

“N-No!” you interrupted, but you coughed to regain your composure. “I mean, I do have something in this… maybe if I got with you, people would stop trying to harass and tease me if I had someone like you by my side.” That was a half-truth, but you knew there was no way you could reveal your crush to him… not when he believed you were “different” from the others. But can anyone blame you for sticking up for Kise when someone was talking about him like a piece of meat rather than a normal person? “Besides, for you to get to this point, things must’ve gotten too chaotic to simply tell them to stop, right?”

“Huh… is that so,” he said, stretching his neck, but you didn’t know whether or not he intentionally ignored your last question. “Well, if you’re fine with this, I’m letting you know now that we’ll be doing actual couple stuff, like…” He pauses for a second to gauge your reaction. “Hugging, hand-holding… probably kissing too…”

“Y-Yeah,” you nodded. “That’s fine with me! And we’ll have a code word in case either of us overstep our boundaries in any way… maybe…”

“Unagi,” he said.

“Huh? Why?”

“Because they’re the bane of evil…”

“It’s just a dish, but…” you laughed, giddy at how he already showed a different side to you apart from his cool persona. “Alright, let’s go with that.”

How long were you able to keep this up? You pat yourself on the cheeks to dismiss the rest of your fantasies. If you keep this up, Kise will soon notice how you actually were head-over-heels for him all this time, and surely you’ll lose any future chance with him. Besides, maybe you can use this unique arrangement to learn about Kise and his hobbies other than basketball. Yes, you tell yourself, jogging the rest of the way home. It won’t be so bad, after all.

———

Starting today, you’ll be officially dating Kise.

That’s how it is on paper, anyways.

How are you supposed to act while dating the Kise Ryōta? Equally cool and flamboyant? Athletically capable? Would you weird out Kise if you were the one initiating physical affection?

“(y/n)!”

You flinch, not expecting anyone to call for you so early in the morning, and your walking route to school was never shared with another student as far as you were concerned. After all, your path was a little more obscured and unorthodox compared to the majority of students traversing the main neighborhood paths.

“Sorry… did I scare you?” You stop and turn to the source of the voice, only to be surprised when you see Kise himself. “Why do you look so surprised? Didn’t we agree on the time to meet up and walk to school together?”

“Oh… yeah…” In the midst of your thoughts, it seems that you forgot the arrangements you made with him yesterday evening. “My bad?”

“Oh, come on,” he gives a mock-hurt face with a hand to his chest. “Am I that forgettable, (y/n)?”

“N-No!” you immediately deny. You knew it was more like the other way around, the way constant thoughts of Kise preoccupy in your head too much. How can you ever forget him when he constantly runs through your mind everyday for so long? Kise merely gives a good-natured sigh before he changes the subject.

“Kidding,” he says, holding out a hand to you. “Seriously though, get your act together. We gotta start acting the part if we want this to work.” You stare at his hand, hesitating for a split moment before you put your own hand on top. His large hand easily encompasses yours, and the warmth makes you widen your eyes. It… felt nice.

You were so entranced by your linked hands that you failed to notice how Kise was staring at your face with a sharp glint in his eyes, but when you look up back to his face, he easily morphs his expression into his signature grin. He swings your hands around like an excited kid and turns to walk ahead to tug you along.

“Alrighty!~ Let’s hurry together before I get chewed out by Kasamatsu-senpai!”

“Kise, have you ever considered that it’s not really your tardiness that gets the captain mad but more so about the way you seem to irritate him with the way you skip around?”

“(y/n),” he says with a pout, “you know you’re not being convincing when you use my last name to address me as your boyfriend.”

“R-Right,” you stammer, still not used to the entire situation. “Ah… wait. Don’t you uh… call people who are close to you with -cchi?”

“Huh…” he mumbles, looking up at the cloudy sky before looking ahead of the path. “Not necessarily people who are close, just people who I really admire. I guess I addressed you like that yesterday without really thinking.”

“U-Uh, right… sorry.” He stops walking with your hand still in tow, and you almost bumped into his back at his sudden movement. He turns to you with a quite serious look.

“Do you want me to call you that?”

It was a normal question, but for some reason it felt like the next sentence coming from your mouth would make a huge impact on the way the two of you would interact in the future. From the way Kise looks at you with such a scrutinizing gaze, it feels like a trick question, and you’re not sure how to answer it. Your mouth goes dry when you try to reply.

“I… I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?” Kise’s eyes widen a fraction before he gives an unexpected chortle. “Pfft… how do you not know what you want to be addressed as?”

“Arrgh, oh shut it!” you frown, hitting his arm in a fluster before stalking off ahead. You remember that you were supposed to go to school together, and you begrudgingly stop and turn back to wait for him to catch up. “Ryōta, just call me whatever you want. You’re already calling me by my first name, so I doubt anyone would care if you added -cchi or not.” Still, your cheeks turn pink at the realization that Kise would be uttering your first name for the next couple… whenever this relationship will last.

“You… wait up!” Kise wheezes dramatically, despite the both of you knowing full well how easily he can catch up to your stride. “You really shouldn’t be treating your boyfriend like that! Especially on the first day!” Kise holds your hand again to lead you to the rest of the way to school.

All the while, you’ve been staring at his back, your heartstrings being tugged so mercilessly at the cacophony of emotions you were feeling the whole time. He felt so warm, so inviting, but the way he held your hands felt cold and transactional.

———

You’re not sure how to react whenever Kise introduced himself as your “boyfriend” to everyone or whenever nosy students inquired about your new “boyfriend.” All you could do was gulp and manage the most convincing act you could do within different contexts. Smile, laugh, get bashful, be modest in talking about how Kise managed to “like” you, pretend you know many embarrassing stories and sides to him that no one else did. Truthfully, you were just as in the dark as anybody else.

You think the only reason why everyone bought the couple-act was due to how enamored you were in talking about him. This was the only response you could be truthful about. At least you could use your huge crush to your advantage in portraying yourself as the “lovey-dovey” half of the couple. Yet it feels unbelievably wrong.

You knew you had to prepare yourself some preset answers for curious students, but you didn’t expect yourself to be participating in neverending “interviews” in these social settings. You thought this relationship would entail a closer access to Kise’s true self, but things suggest otherwise.

“Ryōta,” you say, peering up at his face as the both of you walk down the hallway to your designated spot for lunch together. Even as you two walk, he puts a reasonable distance between the two of you when there is no one in close proximity. Even when you two are together, he only grabs your hand when it’s socially convenient. Even when Kise approaches you to talk, you know it’s never anything beyond for the sake of acting. And you agreed to this entire thing.

“Hm?” He spares a glance to your figure before returning his gaze ahead.

“Uh, I brought extra food today,” you say, trying to use this situation to try to express your genuine feelings to him in small increments. “I brought an extra bento box too… in case, you don’t wanna actually share one…” He was about to reply before a pair of students turned around the corner to head towards your direction. Kise narrows his eyes at the unexpected turn of events, and immediately turns to you brightly.

“(y/n)! You really thought that I wouldn’t like the idea?” he pouts. “Of course I wanna share a bento with you! Silly…” He slightly bends to your level to place a chaste peck on your forehead.

“Ah…” you freeze at his soft touch, your legs stiff in place as you stop walking. Kise, in response, moves his lips to your ears, and you slightly shiver at the unexpected intimacy… it was the closest he’s gotten to you ever since that public stunt when he kissed you in front of everyone the other day.

“Hey, don’t just stand there… you can’t overreact like this over something couples do everyday.” You bit your lip in an attempt to stop your heart from sinking from disappointment, but in turning your face to him to spill an apology, your face ended up right in front of his. Your eyes widen but he only stares at you with such an intensity that makes you hold your breath in anticipation.

But he immediately draws away and stretches with a yawn. “Looks like those people left right after they thought they intruded on a private moment between us,” he says. “Sheesh, people really do the most to be so nosy nowadays.” You wonder how he can be so casual about this all. Perhaps it was a mistake to be here like this when you were so in love with him, overthinking every single thing he did.

Why didn’t he kiss you this time? Did he not find you the teensiest attractive enough to want to kiss you even without an audience nearby?

“Come on,” he mumbles, waving a hand through your face. “Quit making that face. I won’t be doing that to you without warning anytime soon. My bad, okay?” Kise sheepishly holds out a hand for a handshake to make peace, and you wordlessly take his hand. One day, you’ll stop being his special someone to savor his warmth…

No, you thought, you’re an idiot… he’s never considered you as someone special.

You debated in telling him that you were fine with him kissing you, but you hold your tongue, afraid that he’ll realize your true feelings about him. Besides, were you really okay with him kissing you when he didn’t reciprocate the same feelings?

“It… wasn’t like what you think,” you hesitate. “It just caught me off guard.”

“Well,” he laughs. “That’s a relief! By the way…” He stops to settle himself on the bench. “What’s exactly your lunch? Since you went through the effort to bring extras, I guess I’ll eat them.”

“I packed salmon from leftovers I had from home,” you reply, taking out your bento box and utensils. You decide to shake off your negative thoughts and shove them to the back of your mind. He makes a horrified face at the lunchbox. “Kise, what’s wrong?”

“Do you… happen to have anything else packed?”

“Rice?”

“Well,” he coughs. “I’m not a fan of dishes with boned fish.”

“Didn’t you say you hated unagi too?” Kise shyly averts his gaze before he reluctantly confirms it so. “They’re delicious though! Especially when they’re grilled!” At first, he refused to answer, but the more you tried to poke and prod (literally too, at his ribs), he finally gave in.

“Alright, alright! But I swear, you better not tell anyone!… I choked on a fish bone one time…”

“… And?”

“And yeah.”

“You choked on a bone once and you got scared out of eating fish—”

“Shhhh!” he hushes, emphasizing his hiss with a finger to his lips. At this very moment, you saw a glimpse into who Kise really is, and you can’t help but bust out a genuine, carefree laugh for the first time in front of him. In embarrassment, he bonks your head with his fist to get you to stop laughing, but it only makes you more conscious of how close he is to you.

But just as quickly and telepathically, Kise puts some distance between the two of you, sitting closer to the edge of the bench. He opts to hunch over casually and keenly watch you scarf down your meal in minutes without a care.

You wonder if you should feel guilty for enjoying this moment with Kise, even if he was only waiting with you out of obligation of being your “boyfriend,” but right now, you allowed yourself to indulge, letting your heart beat sporadically without guilt and fear for once. You continue to savor your lunch in silence, concentrating on munching around the fish bones, while Kise sat in contemplation all the while.

———

“You should come watch our practice game today, (y/n).”

“Eh?”

You tilt your head at him in confusion. It’s been two weeks since you started this arrangement with him, but nothing extraordinary or groundbreaking happened between the two of you, much to your despondency. But you knew, you shouldn’t be asking for too much when you already have the once-in-a-lifetime chance to be close to him like this.

“There’s going to be a lot of people coming,” he explains. “Even if it’s just a practice game… it’d be weird if you weren’t there, because, you know, we’re dating.”

“I don’t mind going,” you reply. “It sounds fun.”

“You know, you’ve been agreeing to everything I’ve been suggesting the entire time,” he mumbles to himself, but he zips his mouth shut when he sees you instinctively moving closer to try to catch what he said. “Uh, in any case… just stop by the gym whenever you can.”

So here you are a few hours later, being the first person to settle yourself on top of the 2nd floor of the gym. You rest your arms on the railway, fascinated by the Kaijō basketball team and their skills. As they warm up on the courts, it’s the first time you see Kise truly at ease and happy with the people he cares about, and your heart pangs in jealousy seeing his genuine smile. You were pulled out of your thoughts when you realized the gym became completely crowded, the constant chattering announcing huge crowds along the entrance and the lucky watchers at the 2nd floor with you.

You didn’t mind the onlookers when all you were focused on was Kise throughout the entire game with a smitten look, and you weren’t surprised when his team easily won against the other local school.

“That’s Kise isn’t it?” You were about to turn to leave the higher floor to wait outside the gym when you heard his name. You stop to eavesdrop on the conversation next to you.

“Yeah, I’ve been hearing about him way too much. Something about him dating now?”

“He’s dating (l/n) right now, which is super weird because they never even talked… and all of the sudden, they’re dating? I didn’t think of him to be into short-term flings.”

“You think he’s using (l/n) in some way? What an asshole.”

“Yikes. You’re probably not even that far off the bulls-eye. He’s a really heartless guy, from what I’ve heard.”

“Hey,” you interrupt, scaring the two girls out of their wits before they turn to you. “I don’t think you should talk about Kise like that when all you know of him is through speculation.”

“Ugh, here we go again with his fans…” one of them groans, rolling her eyes. “Look, I get it, he’s good-looking and all, but I don’t understand how you can defend him to death when he doesn’t even spare a glance at you… ah… shit, you’re (l/n)?” A flash of hurt was visible on your face for a split second before you frowned. Their words unintentionally hit the nail in the coffin.

“Whether I’m (l/n) or not doesn’t really matter,” you say angrily. “Gossiping about anyone like that isn’t something you should make a habit out of.”

“Jeez, let’s just leave,” the other girl whispers, dragging the first girl along.

You simply stand there watching them leave, but you can’t shake off what they said. They were right… how could you be so whipped for him when you know he’ll never see you the same way?

“Oy!”

Kise’s voice brings you back to your consciousness as he waves at you from the court. “You’ve been standing there for a while! Hurry up, or I’ll leave you behind, (y/n)-cchi!”

“Coming!” You race from the 2nd floor to the ground level to catch up to him, your heart pounding all the while. Did he… did he just…?

You shake your head before you reunite with him to walk home together. Stop it… don’t overthink it.

———

Kise waits at his usual spot to wait for you before walking to school together. It’s been three weeks since he’s approached you to “date.” He’s grown quite comfortable with this arrangement, being close to you and backing off when it’s convenient. After all, if you somehow showed a gruesome true self of yours, he’d be able to separate himself from you with no consequences… even if his heart would cry out not to.

“Ryōta!” There you are, running down the path towards him so cheerfully. Could you really be an awful person when you have such a pure smile like that?

“Ah, (y/n)-cchi,” he says. “We should hurry if we wanna be inside campus. It’s a little chilly today, so being indoors sounds really nice right now.” He peers over to your face to see your nose slightly red from the cold, and he huffs out a chuckle, noting the warm puff of air escaping from his own lips.

“I guess it’s a little cold today,” you say, looking up at Kise with a slight childish wonder. “Hey, that’s a pretty cool cloud that you puffed out.”

“You have some clouds around you too.” He gently smiles, and he notes that your eyes widen at the sight of him. “Wha? Is my face that horrific, (y/n)-cchi?” You avert your gaze as your cheeks grow just as red as your nose.

“Nah… i-it’s nothing…ah—” He holds your cheeks to turn your face back to him, and he draws near with a serious gaze, bumping his forehead against yours.

“You’re actually really cold…”

“Uh, um… I don’t think I’m c-cold anymore—” you stammer, your eyes darting to look everywhere but his face, and Kise’s eyes only scrutinize your behavior further.

“Hm, if you say so…” he mumbles. Your eyes flutter close at the anticipation, and he feels the pull towards your lips, closing his own lids shut…

Wait, what was he thinking? He snaps his lids open and slightly draws himself away to look at you, still vulnerable with your closed eyes. It’s only when he drops his hands from your cheeks and turns to walk ahead when you flutter your eyes open again. Don’t let your feelings for (y/n) blind you into figuring out who they really are.

“Come on,” Kise calls out to you. “We should get going… we don’t wanna be late.” Besides, what if there’s a possibility that you don’t really like him at all?

“Y-Yeah…”

The rest of the walk was in silence, with Kise slightly ahead of you. Perhaps if he turned around at least once to check on you, he would’ve seen the consequences of his actions.

You were silently crying the entire walk.

———

Nothing seems to change much for the entire month. The way the two of you dance and sway around each other, while never being too close, never being too affectionate, never being completely honest. In this shared rose-tinted world, the frail glass that holds these moments together threatens to break with every fickle interaction. Every shared kiss constitutes another small crack to the rose-tinted crystal.

And both of you are content with just the way things are.

Or that’s what you both mutter to yourselves like a mantra.

“Ryōta!” you call out to him. “Did you wait long?”

“Not really,” he says. “I just barely got out too… the teacher was really lenient on dismissal today, actually.” His heart swells at the sight of you as usual, but just as quickly, he’s always managed to quash his emotions in check.

For the first time, you initiate physical touch with him without hesitation, linking your hands with his and snuggling up to him. He flinches, not fast enough to process the sudden warmth of your body, and he immediately separates himself from you. Do you actually like him after all?… No, something is up, right?

“Ryōta…?” You flinch just as severely from the sudden reaction, and he turns to avoid looking at your face, knowing that his resolve would crumble right in front of you. He’s a coward, and he fucking knows it.

“S-Sorry, (y/n)-cchi! I don’t know what came over me like that, but you know you don’t have to force yourself to do things like that, right? There’s no one here, so let’s just walk home together like we always do, yeah?”

He turns to already walk ahead, too afraid of hearing your response and hoping you would follow and catch up to him… like you always do.

You simply stood there for a few moments, anguish clear as the sky above you as you keep telling yourself to manage your own expectations. Still, your voice croaks out quietly to respond to him, even if you knew he wasn’t going to hear it.

“… But I wanted to do these things with you, Ryōta.”

———

It’s been several days since that incident.

It was very awkward for the most part, the walks to and from school silent and suffocating. He’s not quite sure how to go about it while trying not to sound disingenuous about it. Nonetheless, even through his quiet apology, your face still lights up, and he’s confused about why you would ever be so forgiving of him.

Although today, lines have been crossed and this shared secretive world between the two of you have completely shattered to the point of no return.

It was quite a blur, an instinct that Kise has developed over the course of this relationship. Every time a group of students drew near, he was always ready to tug you close for a kiss until they left and carry on with their day. Today was usually no exception.

Another group of students was hanging around the corner, presumably spying on you two, and Kise did what he’s always done, grabbing your hand and embracing you for a kiss. Your eyes were blown open in surprise, but when you saw Kise’s eyes elsewhere, something finally snapped inside.

You push him away at his chest.

“U-Unagi… unagi…” Your voice trembles, and you use your arms to cover up the fresh tears. The code word sounds unbelievably stupid out of context, but at this moment, the word alone stabs Kise in his chest. “I-I… just stop… please.” Kise stares dumbly at you, processing the fact that you just used the agreed safe word against him.

“… (y/n)-cchi?” Kise asks with a confused smile. “You’ve never objected to kissing before… I’ve even told you what we’ll be doing if you agreed to this…?”

“How…” you choke on tears. “H-How can you kiss me like that while your eyes are on someone else…?”

“I don’t understand—”

“A-Am I that atrocious to kiss unless you stare at something else or there’s some convenience?”

“I don’t get it, (y/n)-cchi,” he frowns. “Did you expect more out of this or am I missing something?”

“There was no reason to kiss me like that,” you softly wail. “Everyone already knows we’re a thing for… o-over a month now. There’s no reason to kiss me around people anymore when they won’t suspect us anyways…”

“So you don’t want me to kiss you anymore?” Kise’s heart sinks in thinking about where this is going.

“No!—you don’t… you don’t fucking get it! I don’t get it—! Why are we doing this anymore—I just, I see no reason to continue this anymore… you already shooed off your fans, right? Why haven’t you ended this?!”

“(y/n)-cchi—I…” He reaches out for you, but you immediately recoil.

“No—please… no more, I can’t do this anymore!” you sniffle. “I can’t fucking do this… I’m done, I’m tired—please… just look for another person to take my place… I… I’m done—I can’t pretend with you anymore when I always expect more out of it like a love-stricken fool!”

“I…”

“Look—see,” you choke. “I’m just like everyone else who’s in love with you, I’m no different than everyone else R-Ryōta… so that’s why, I-I… can’t do this anymore!”

Kise stands there, staring at you running away from him. It was like everything had gone silent, save for the sound of his blood pounding in his ears.

“You think he’s using (l/n) in some way? What an asshole.”

“Yikes. You’re probably not even that far off the bulls-eye. He’s a really heartless guy, from what I’ve heard.”

He hated rumors, he really did… but for the first time, he feels like he deserves every word thrown at him around the hallways and classrooms. His memory flits to the time when he felt warm from seeing you standing up for him, even if he wasn’t bothered by them before. Now, the warmth is replaced by agonizing regret and guilt wracking through his entire body. His hands feel cold with you gone from his side.

What has he done?

———

He’s grown quiet for the next week.

It’s been a week since you ran from him, and it’s been a week since he last talked to you.

Even his teammates were concerned about his reserved behavior, but just as always, he’s managed to shoot them a convincing smile. Kasamatsu was more persistent about this but eventually dropped it seeing Kise’s refusal to talk about it.

That day when you pushed him away, he couldn’t sleep, his thoughts keeping him awake the entire night. He resolved himself to talk to you the next day… but he changed his mind the last minute… and then he told himself he’d do it the next day… and then he changed his mind again.

He tells himself that it’s because you rightfully hate him, with the way you’d surround yourself with other crowds and groups to prevent him from walking up to you when you were alone. He tells himself that it’s because both you and him needed space to cool off and go back to the way you two were. He refuses to tell himself that it’s because he’s an honest-to-god coward.

He misses you. He misses you damn badly. Why the fuck did he go through such lengths instead of confessing to you straight up? He tells himself that he was being cautious. He tells himself that he doesn’t want his heart to be broken again. He refuses to conclude that it’s because he’s a fucking coward.

“I don’t know what’s been on your mind, idiot,” Kasamatsu says. “But you better solve this yourself quickly if you’re not opening up to me about this. We can’t have your performance quality be dropping even in practice. Hurry up and fix this shit with (l/n)-san already.”

“H-How’d you know?!” Kise raises his head from his desk in astonishment.

“Tch, idiot,” he glowers, chopping Kise’s head with a swift hand. “It’s too obvious from the way you’re moping around… from the way you two stuck together all this time, who wouldn’t notice something happened from the way you’re at your desk watching (l/n)-san like that?”

“O-Ow…” Kise grumbles rubbing his head. Ironically, his captain’s hit cleared up his doubts and he took a deep breath before exhaling. “Got it, senpai.”

“You better.” Kasamatsu goes back to talking to his classmates during break, and even despite not knowing the truth of the relationship, he manages to give solid advice as usual.

Tomorrow. He’ll find you tomorrow.

———

He doesn’t know where else to find you alone other than the place he’s always waited for you before you two used to walk to school together. So he stands there, almost an hour earlier in case you had the idea to walk to school extremely early to avoid him at all costs.

He was right.

Here you are, shuffling your feet as you trudged yourself along the path and looking down at your feet. You even manage to walk past by him without noticing his presence.

Even if you’ve grown to hate him, he’s willed himself to come completely clean about his feelings to you for once. But a part of him is thinking to change his mind again and just let you slip away from his fingers. It’d spare the both of you the inevitable, right?

“R-Ryōta…?”

He was pulled from his thoughts, startled to see you staring at him from a short distance away. Apparently you did notice him after all.

“… (y/n)-cchi…” He swallows his words, knowing full well that his stupid words might blow this up for him again, his words responsible for all the rumors at school, his words responsible for hurting you and will hurt you again.

He wordlessly walks up to you and holds your cheek, and waits. He waits for you to push him away again. He waits for you to say the code word to let him know that you don’t want him near you again. The thought of you running away from him nearly brings him to tears, but he gulps his emotions down and stares at you calmly, with only his upturned brows hinting to his inner turmoil.

“Ryō—”

He swiftly brings his head down and kisses you. In feeling the warmth for the first time in a while, he greedily drinks from your lips, holding your temples more firmly as he searches for more, more, more.

You push him away.

Kise immediately lets go and stares at you like a lost child, unable to mask the devastation from the implications of your actions. But you’re still gripping his uniform tightly, almost as if you didn’t want to let go.

“W-Why…?” you croak, biting your lips to stop any tears from breaking through. “There’s no reason to kiss me. Don’t you know that we’re done? There’s no one to watch us here, no reason for you to walk me to school anymore. You know that, Ryōta. After all, we haven’t talked since a week ago, and you have the audacity to come here and kiss me like everything is okay—”

“… I want to kiss you, because there’s no one around, because there’s no other reason for me to.”

“Why…?” your voice softens to a whisper. “Don’t you hate anyone who likes you in that way? I… I already told you that I see you in that light, like many of your fans do. Don’t you hate me? Don’t you hate me for using this arrangement to get closer to you? Don’t you hate me for expecting something real out of this?”

“I already had an inkling of suspicion that you liked me, (y/n)-cchi,” Kise turns away to look at the bright morning sky. “I just didn’t know if I was wrong or not.”

“Then… why did you ask me to do this whole thing with you…?”

“Because I’m a coward,” he says, looking back to you. You were stunned into silence. For the first time, he finally admits what’s been weighing on his mind for weeks out loud, and his eyes, while drenched in shame, were full of resoluteness. “I liked you, but I was too afraid for the day when you ended up being not like the person I ended up liking. I liked you, but I was afraid of a real relationship that would tie me down. I liked you, but I was afraid of making huge decisions that involved another person into my life. I didn’t want to end the fake relationship because I was too fucking selfish… if I ended it, I’d lose the only connection I had with you… I’m sorry.”

Both of you went silent, bathed in the light of the rising sun. Kise drops to a squat to hide his face from you, and you knew he was trying to stop himself from tearing up. He knows how uncool he looks, but he had no right to cry when you were the one who got hurt the most.

“Ryōta, did you really find it difficult to kiss me…? Just… be honest.”

“Yes,” he looks up from his squat to stare at you with an intense look, even despite his puffy eyes. “Everytime I kissed you, I found it hard to control myself. I thought, what if you were using me to somehow get a kiss from me? or what if I couldn’t stop myself from kissing you and I ended up taking things too far? Looking anywhere but you at least stopped me from getting too invested…”

By now, both of you had turned completely red at his honesty, but he still found you frankly stunning even with your red, puffy eyes. “Look, (y/n)-cchi, don’t you hate me? I used you. The rumors are right—I’m a complete asshole. Just… I won’t blame you if you walk away right now.”

“You do know that I used this opportunity to get closer to you, right?… I wasn’t a saint about this either, so… I’m sorry too.” Both of you go silent again, and you slowly drop yourself to his level in a squat of your own in front of him.

“… C-Can we… can we start over?” you whisper, your warm breath tickling his chilled nose.

“(y/n)-cchi, I don’t think I’m capable of continuing this arrangement…”

“No,” you huff, before you tentatively press a chaste kiss to his lips. “I mean… can we… start over, but this time, as a real couple? I… want this relationship to be substantial. I really do like you, Ryōta.” You murmur against his lips with your hands on top of your knees, waiting for him to rebuke you away with an easygoing comment or a plastered smile.

But he doesn’t do any of that.

“I… guess we can try that,” Kise mumbles, gaze averted as his cheeks flame brighter than his nose and ears.

“Can you kiss me again?” you ask, your voice cracking at the end out of fear he’d turn down your request. Kise flicks his gaze back to you to see you equally red with a hesitant expression.

“Could you… close your eyes?” he asks with a frown.

“H-Huh?”

“Y-You don’t need to see me looking like a mess, I don’t look charming right now.”

“I… guess…” After a few moments of hesitation, you flutter your eyes shut, waiting apprehensively for his lips to descend onto yours again. Kise holds your cheeks and takes the time to admire your features for the first time, and his smile grows wider with every passing second.

‘R-Ryōta…?” Afraid of the fact that he actually may not like kissing you after all, you worriedly open your eyes, only to be greeted by the most brilliant smile from Kise, his figure illuminated by the sunshine hitting the back of his head at the perfect angle.

“(y/n)-cchi,” he teases with a small pout. “Didn’t I tell you to close your eyes?”

Who needs a rose-tinted lens when the sight before you is already so radiant to behold?

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kyyuri · 3 years

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not what it seems || part six

senior ! hwang hyunjin x junior !female y/n

lower caps intended !

word count: 756

warnings: none as of now !

a/n: i havent updated in a while >< but heres another chapter ! i worked really hard so do show some love for it ! thanks and i hope you enjoy it ! do check out my wattpad account as well @ rrrocky <3

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[ five ] [masterlist]

you couldnt focus throughout the day. should you really do what mr kim advised you to ? it was confusing you a lot and it felt like a lost cause. later on that day, unfortunately or perhaps fortunately, you ran into hyunjin. you knew today was probably the last day you would see him before his major exams and your own year end exams and without a doubt, your heart ached a little. the both of you stopped dead in your tracks, admiring the beautiful features of the opposite party. “hi.” hyunjin finally spoke up, bringing you out of your trance. “hi.” you simply replied. then there was dead silence. it seemed like he was contemplating something, unknown to you, it was about whether he should confess immediately on the spot. “ um.. hyunjin ? i have to go home to revise... all the best for your exams !” you put on a façade. you didnt want him to know about how upset you are since it’s probably the last time you might see him. “thanks. i appreciate it. good luck to you too.” he ruffled your hair with a slight smile on his face.

what you didnt know was that the effect was felt by him, just as it was felt by you. never in a million years did he think he would come in such close contact with you, yet alone be so bold. but somehow, he was glad he did. if it was going to be the last time he could interact with you, he wouldnt trade that interaction for the world.

as he walked back into the classroom to get his belongings, he could feel some stares. “so.... that was bold.” han finally commented as seungmin chuckled a little. “s-shut up...” hyunjin blushed, flustered at the sudden comment. “you saw it ..?” he muttered. a wide grin spread across han’s face. “everything.” he assured. hyunjin buried his face in his hands. “this is embarrassing...”

the next few following days, hyunjin barely saw you. only the occasional times where he happened to be behind you but you never noticed him as your head was buried in the books, revising for the year end exams. he could tell that it must be a hard period for you. the lack of sleep was clearly evident based on how bad your eye-bags were.”poor y/n” hyunjin whispered to himself, wishing that he could do something to help. but as he saw you lesser and lesser, his days in school started to feel more dull. nothing seem to excite him anymore. it felt as though you became the sole reason he wants to come to school. he laid his head down on the table and slowly drifted off to dreamland, hoping to at least see you there, even if its just for a short while.

“your time is up. please put your pens down and i will now be collecting your examination scripts. anymore writing from now onwards will be deemed as an act of dishonesty and you will be severely dealt with.” the examiner said as she collected the exam papers. once you were all released, you heaved a sigh of relief as you headed for your bags and prepared to leave. you bid your friend goodbye after an intense conversation regarding the answers you guys chose. “i’ll go first ! see y’all tomorrow !” you waved. as you slowly headed towards the gates of the school, you noticed his classroom. taking a subtle peak inside, you see him passed out, sleeping peacefully with his head against the surfaces of his desk. he mustve been really tired, his exams are coming after all, you thought.

it seemed like fate was really playing the both of you. always setting you guys to meet each other at the strangest time. he woke up, only to see your silhouette leaving the school through the window of his classroom. his female friend walked up to his desk, “who are you looking at ?” she asked. hyunjin shooked his head, trying to indicate that he wasn’t looking at anyone, even if it was far from the truth. how could he ever dare to admit that after all this time, his eyes were still only on you ? there were so many girls constantly fawning over him and yet he still chose you. no one could catch his eye quite like you did. anyone that knows about it could easily say that you have a place well reserved for you in his heart.

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peanut-butter-parkerxx · 3 years

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he died his hair prank

peter decided to prank y/n by temporarily dying his hair silver..

pairing: peter x fem!reader

status: dating

peters pov

i finally found a way to get revenge on y/n and her stupid yet believable pranks, since she loves my brown hair so much, no i did not decide to cut it aunt may would literally murder me if y/n didnt so it before her, i decided to temporarily dye it silver but she doesnt need to know its temporary ;)

y/n/n and i decided to hang out in the evening since i told her i had to go run some errands for may, thankfully she believed it, so now im on my way to go buy some hair dye....*nervous laugh*

i got the hair dye and i took all the stuff out spreading them on my bathroom counter, i decided to record this coz i dont think ill dye my hair again any time soon, plus it felt like i was filming a youtube video

"ok so i watched a couple of videos before this coz i dont wanna mess this beautiful gem up" i said reffering to my hair "im obviously not gonna bleach it, so lets hope my hair is light enough to show the dye" i prayed and attempted to put my hair in a ponytail and it looked pretty good, i watched how y/n does it on my hair everytime we do face masks but doing it for yourself is wayyy harder

*A/N: look at this cutie 🥰 anyways back to the story*

i dyed the side of my hair first getting the dye everywhere, thank god i took the bathroom rug out so it would not get stained, and then took the bun out and sectioned it

"dont let me down brad mondo" i whispered getting even more nervous than i was before i brushed the dye of the first section "i did it" i smiled proudly but then it hit me "i did it, i did it, this part of my hair is silver! oh my god" i was panicking, what am i doing? this is a prank this is a prank its not real calm down peter

suddenly i got a facetime call from y/n

*babyyyy 💕👀 would like to FaceTime*

lit up my screen, i panicked a bit trying to find an excuse to not answer the call or at least not show her my face, but i remembered i was in the bathroom....hopefully this excuse will work

i clicked on 'accept' and waited for her to connect

"hey babyyyy" she beamed, shes cute when shes excited but her smile faded when she couldnt see me "where are you?" she asked

"im in the toilet babe, but i couldnt not answer your call" i laughed trying to act normal and backing up from my phone as much as possible

"oh" she laughed, i wanted to grab something from the counter and i thought i did it carefully but what she said, said otherwise "wait why is your hair silver?" she asked her eyes widening

"wHAT? what do you mean?" i squeeked, i hesitantly put the undyed of my hair to the frame and she sighed in relief "my hair is brown, love nothing to worry about"

"thank god, although you kinda looked like jack frost which was kinda hot....but no no no no i prefer brown, dont even think about it" she warned, i laughed at her statement, it kinda made me more confident, maybe i would look like jack frost "anyways, ill see you in a few, im almost at my house, gotta go, byeee" she said waving her hand at the camera

"byeeee" i put my hand in the frame and waved, she laughed and ended the call...that was close

after a few curses and an hour of dying my hair, i finished! and im pretty proud of the results, lets just hope my hair doesnt fall out

*A/N: this is the only picture i found of a guy with a somewhat wavy hair so imagine this is him but with messier hair dye and its all over his hair but not till his roots, OH and silver lmao*

so i took a photo of my hair and sent it to ned, he was with me throughout the whole process coz i needed someone to talk to, i usually annoy y/n with my daily rants but i couldnt so ned had to hear me talk abt how Mrs Barbosa gave me extra homework for being late

After I texted Ned, I got a text from y/n/n

"Babyyyy 👀💕: hey Pete, where are we hanging out? My place or yours?"

I told her that she could come to my place because I got a 'surprise' for her, i knew i had to record this so i quickly placed my phone on the desk

"YOUR BITCH HAS ARRIVEDDD!" y/b barges in, flopping on the bed next to me

"h-hey y/n/n" i said laughing at her dramatic entrance but still confused on how she didn't notice my hair, just act casual, she moved closer to my body looking at the computer thats on my lap

"what are you doing?" she asked curious "

oh nothing, just watching guys surprise their girlfriends with dying their hair a bad color"i laughed acting as casual as possible

"oh thats funny, but if you did that to m- *looks up* *big dramatic loud gasp* PETE- I- WHA- HOW-" her eyes were as big as ever, I've never seen her this shocked "WHAT HAPPENED TO MY LUCIOUS BROWN CURLS" she shouted completely ignoring my computer and sits on my lap to get a closer look

"YOUR curls?" i laughed

"yes MY curls what happened to the light brown almost hazel in the sunlight curls?" she brushes my hair through her fingers trying to get the dye out "i dont think my brain processed this yet- WAIT YOU DYED IT RIGHT? SO THAT MEANS IT'LL STAY FOREVER?" looked down her mouth parted

"isn't that what dying your hair means?"

"HOW ARE YOU SO CALM ABOUT THIS I MEAN ITS A WHOLE DIFFERENT COLOR, AND WHY SILVER-ISH GREY?"

"I actually really like it" I said combing my hair through my fingers but she swatted it away so she could look at it more

"babe *laughs* you said I'd look like Jack Frost" I told her tilting my head

"well Jack Frost is hot but you're hott-ER I don't want you looking like Jack Frost because I said so! I love you for who you are....especially your brown hair"

"so if I told I like it you'd be ok with it?"

"Yes if you like it and it's your choice? %100"

"so what if I said it's a prank?" She was gonna nod her head coz she thought it was like the other question but then stopped midway and widened her eyes

"your kidding"

"yes in fact I am" I laugh and point at the camera and she gasps

"you..you....YOU BITCH" she punches my chest jokingly "I ALMOST GOT A HEART ATTACK AND GOT ALL SAPPY AND MUSHY FOR YOU JUST SO YOU COULD PRANK ME?!" she shouts point her hands everywhere "You know I was like scared! Coz you said you liked it and I was like, oh no I gotta get used to this no more chocolate curls, but not as in i lied I just gotta get used to it which added more pressure than I already felt!" She stated but I only laughed even more and awed

"babe don't worry"

"I HAD A MATH QUIZ TODAY" she point at herself "AND YOUR HERE LAUGHING YOUR ASS OFF?? no wait let me sit on the bed since you like when I sit on your lap"

"no no baby I'm sorry" I said while laughing, her face was hilarious

"no you're not! and no kisses till Monday" she huffs and looks at the wall, I give her ten seconds until she turns around to ask one more question, and she did

"hop on the shower we're cleaning the white of you, you Jack Frost wannabe" well more like a demand I huffed but got up with her and turned the recording off

"neds gonna love this"

Have a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening/night!

-quacksonlover

#spiderman #peter parker x fem #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker #peter parker fluff #ned leeds #may parker #aunt may #the avengers #mcu #michelle jones #marvel #sony pictures #imagines #peter parker x reader #fluff #peter #parker #avengers

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tobiosmilktea · 4 years

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can i get some GOOD headcanons on kageyama, kuroo, oikawa, and terushima drunkingly confessing time there best friend? similar to how tsukki did it in the number neighbors au 🥰🥰🥰

drunk confessions w/ kageyama, kuroo, oikawa, and terushima

— k. tobio

OK HEAR ME OUT

kags is the type to be hella emotional when he’s drunk, like full on sobbing or just being moody for no reason

it’s definitely not that bad at first, i would think he could handle his alcohol pretty well but once he get a couple shots in THAT’S when moody kags come in

with you being the designated sober for the group, you had to not drink ofc

out of everyone else in the group he’s one of the more difficult ones

near the end of the might where you had to take everyone home, you literally had to force a sobbing kageyama into the uber

“wHY THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO DAMN CUTE FOR?”

homie would be choking in between sobs as you literally apologize to the driver

ngl it’s kinda hilarious

drunk kags = simp kags

“y/n ur so pwetty 🥺👉🏻👈🏻”

like DEADASS HES AN ENTIRELY NEW PERSON

but if he isn’t showering you with compliments, he would be crying into your shoulder about how stressed he has been bc of volleyball

“coach said my sets are getting weird 😔😔”

and then you would sit there awkwardly laughing as you tried your best comforting him

you would run your hands through his hair and he’s literally about to self combust from the contact

by the time your uber arrives to his apartment, trying to pull him out of the car is harder than pushing him into it

his six foot one ass really be making it harder than it should be

once you do finally get him out of the car, he’s completely slumped over you and you try your best to lead him back to his place

his muscular arms strategically placed around and over your shoulders as his feet basically drag on the ground

“y/n~ where are we going?”

“back to your apartment, tobio.”

this is the part where he groans and immediately starts resisting

the thing is it doesnt last long considering he’s completely fucking drained, if anything the moment you past by the threshold into his apartment he was already halfway unconscious

your muscles strained guiding him to his bedroom to which your literally just plop him onto his bed

you sigh to yourself as you felt immediate relief on your body

after a beat or two passed to regain some strength and energy, you tug on kag’s body again to make him properly lay on the bed rather than being at the cusp of falling off

“you’re so fucking heavy, tobio.” you pull his bedsheets over him, “also don’t get out of bed or else i’ll kick you.”

honestly he looked so cute as he was in the process of passing out

“y/n?” he called out before you could leave his side

“hm?”

it was then his right hand would find yours and pull it close to him, mumbling: “you treat me so well, y/n... no wonder why i’ve been in love with you since high school.”

perhaps you ended up not leaving his side that night

— k. tetsurou

homie won’t leave you alone while you guys are out drinking

HES VERY PROTECTIVE

he literally refuses to leave your side as both of you were drinking

i would say kuroo has a pretty strong alcohol tolerance but ngl yours is stronger fr

this obviously led to kuroo getting completely shitfaced at a much quicker pace than you and when he’s drunk, it’s obvious

like REALLY obvious

he’s most definitely a giggly drunk

he probably laughs at every little thing with that obnoxious hyena laugh you love to hear so much

if there was ever a moment you two did split up, you would immediately know where he was the moment his loud ass laughs literally thundered throughout the entire bar

“excuse me, have you seen my friend? he’s tall, has black hair that look’s like a chicken’s—”

*CUE LOUDASS HYENA LAUGH FROM ACROSS THE BAR*

“oop- nevermind”

you were literally on your way to fetch him as it was getting super late and the both of you needed to go home when you saw him stumbling farther away from you

“kuroo! where the hell are you going?” you would shout over the loud conversating crowds and music

he ultimately didn’t hear you as he continued walking towards the bar

you grumbled as your eyes stay locked on his large figure to which he starts climbing a bar stool

“oh my fucking god—kuroo!!”

this dude literally CLIMBS ONTO THE BAR

“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!” he yells over the large crowd, everyone’s attention is on him and you were immediately struck with second-hand embarrassment

“MAY I HAVE YOU ATTENTION PLEASE! I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT I AM LITERALY HEAD OVER HEELS FOR MY FRIEND Y/N!!”

when i tell you were wanted to drop dead then and there

your eyes widened in shock, your mouth parted, and you stood there completely paralyzed as kuroo points you out in the crowd

everyone surounding you turn towards your figure and your cheeks immediately flushed a bright red and your heart suddenly beating a thousand beats per minute

“IVE LIKED YOU FOR AGES.” kuroo continues, “AND I JUST WANTED TO KNOW IF YOU FELT THE SAME”

silence filled the club like a wet blanket as you nervously chuckle

this was so awkward like it’s not even funny

“well?” a random guy from across the bar shouted

you purse your lips, “if i say yes, would you get off the bar and take me out on a real date?”

the biggest smile melted upon kuroo’s lips as he laughs

he jumps off the bar and practically cuts through the crowd just to pull you into the tightest hug you’ve ever received

“god, you’re so drunk.”

“it was my only way of getting myself to finally say it.”

— o. tooru

if you think this boy has attitude when he’s sober just wait until he’s drunk

like literally he’s so mfing sassy and for what reason ??

i dont even think this boy drinks that much let alone has a high tolerance of alcohol

oikawa’s a lightweight (i said what i said 😤)

literally if he downs anything more than three shots, he’s a literal goner

not to mention HES ABSOLUTELY WILD

drunk oikawa — the wild, sassy one

i’d say he’s pretty loud, but def not as loud or confident enough like kuroo to stand on a mfing bar and confess his love

nah, if anything, oikawa’s more rowdy when it’s a party at someone else’s house

he knows to keep himself in check if he’s drinking in public (like he knows from experience and almost got arrested one time for public indecency but it izz what it izz)

so he practically learned to control himself, but if it’s a house party ??

GIRL, YOU GOT A WHOLE STORM COMIN

knowing that it’s at a friend’s house, especially if it’s your house, he’s letting himself get completely loose

he knows you’ll take care of him anyway

throughout the night he’s literally messing around with friends, maybe a game of beer pong would usually get him drunk

put once the party’s over, he would usually be the last one to leave as he was left on your couch passed out

you didn’t even notice he was there until he started snoring

you couldn’t help but laugh at his adorable unconscious state, it was almost as if you wanted to leave him be, but you knew he had to get back home

so you stroll towards his slumped figure on the couch and kneeled on the ground

his cheek was pressed up again one of the cushions and he was dribbling a bit of saliva but you ultimately chose to ignore it

“oikawa,” you muttered as you rubbed his shoulder and shook it

he wouldn’t really respond for the first few times, but after repeating his name after a while, he would start to stir

he would groan and could barely open his eyes

half-lidded, a smile forms on his lips at the mere sight of you

“hey there gorgeous.” he slurrs through his teeth as he continued to stir

“c’mon, get up you gotta get up and go home. i called an uber for you.”

you tried helping him get up, but he just plops down again

“why can’t i stay wit you?”

“cause you don’t live here.”

“i would if we were together.”

your brows furrow in confusion, “what do you mean?”

“i always wanted to live with someone i really liked... and that’s you.” his words were almost incoherent how slurred they were through his drunkened state

“you like me?” you asked just to reassure what he mumbled was truly what you heard

he nods as you brush his tangled jungle of hair out of his face

there was a deep onset of crimson blush that appeared on your cheeks as he did so, your heart beat quickening it’s speed as you sighed in contrnt

“you act like i didn’t know this whole time. you’re quite obvious about your feelings, oikawa.”

— t. yuuji

you and terushima were club regulars

each weekend you were out with him club and bar hopping just for the fun of it

but lately, the more often you do things the more desensitized and bored you get of the same activities over and over again

you and terushima sat in both of your car ready to drive to downtown where all the clubs were when you both lazily sighed

“i’m not really in the mood for loud music and socializing.” you would confess, ready to perhaps hear terushima’s jests of you being a party pooper

but instead he sighs and agrees to your surprise as he’s typically the one dragging you to these places anyway

“same,” he mutters. “i think i’d just hangout with you tonight.”

there was a slight tone in his voice as he peaked at you that you couldnt exactly pinpoint as if you were waiting for the catch

“i still wanna drink though.” he added, there it was

“good call”

from then on you stopped by a convinient store where you and terushima buy the cheapest six pack of canned beer

in the end alcohol was alcohol and you both didnt care about the quality

this was the only case in which you had a lower tolerance than terushima as he could literally handle the strongest of liquors and still act sober

it’s kinda scary as sometimes you can never tell whether or not he’s actually drunk

but as he is a sober drunk, the only way you can tell that he’s absolutely blasted is that he becomes brutally honest with you

that brutal honesty sometimes comes with a childish offhanded joke that you would roll your eyes to

not to mention he sometimes becomes a bit of a perv too

“your ass looks better in the dress you wore last weekend” was one example

and because you both wanted some quiet for once on a late saturday night, you drove all the way to the park where it was quiet enough for you two to relax

terushima had held your hand to help you walk up the steep hill to the top of the park in which oversees a great view of tokyo

with it’s pretty city lights shining upon you two, you and terushima settle yourselves on a bench and crack open your beers

you and him cheers as you two silently sipped at the alcohol

by the time both of you were in your third can of beer, it was obvious terushima was completely wasted

“not gonna lie,” oh here it comes, “your driving sucks.”

you couldn’t help but laugh at his honesty

a laugh that he likes so much, it sounded like heaven to his ears and he wanted to make you laugh again and again

“i mean, you’re the one whose making me drive you everywhere all the time.”

he scoffs, humming in response as his half-lidded eyes flickered towards you, admiring how the moonlight reflected upon your face as you breathed in the sky

“you’re so beautiful,” he practically whispers.

“hmm?” you turn towars him with you eyes coated in honey

god he was in deep

“i like you.”

it honestly shocked you at first as your eyes widened into saucers

it was straight and brutally honest confession

just how you like it

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu headcanons #kageyama x reader #kageyama headcanons #kageyama tobio #kuroo tetsurō #kuroo x reader #kuroo headcanons #oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #oikawa headcanons #terushima yuuji #terushima x reader #terushima headcanons

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hey dils!! was listening to sunshine riptide and thought of u so i wanted to say i hope ur taking care and also ask if u have any favorite fob videos/interviews?? lately i have been obsessed w the promo video patrick did for the honda civic tour where he drove around LA and said the only reason they got the tour was because he already drove a civic ahsjdbd

first of all it is SO flattering that listening to sunshine riptide made you think of me 🥺

secondly i was molded out of clay to answer this question, 100% i have a lot that i think about like way too often

the one where petes giving a tour of his parents house where he lived at the time and was showing off his stuff and was particularly very excited about the fact that his band was turned into action figures and then half way through andy shows up and is like "were best friends forever!" and petes like "yeah andy comes over for sleepovers a lot, we hang out in my basement and make zines and stuff" and then at the end he gets all excited cuz he hears his moms car pull up and he goes out and shes coming out of the car and then patrick gets out of the car carrying groceries and petes like "here mom me and patrick can put the groceries away you finish the interview" and shes like "no- pete i just got home from work im a mess" and hes like "what? no! no mom you look great, you can finish the interview well take in the groceries" and then she did and the camera crew came back to the two of them messing around and putting groceries away.

"pete wentz is honestly the only way to describe pete wentz. hes the most complicated guy i know." [cut to] "if anyone can make a strike without touching the lane i will pay you $300" *throws bowling balls straight into the air* *runs down the lane*

ok but in all seriousness i love that interview not only for that iconic moment but because later the footage is like blaring i dont care and pete goes and grabs a stuffed giraffe out of the prize thingie and hes like "what do you mean :)? we bought this with our tickets!!" and the editors are very much trying to make it a bad boy rebel without a cause moment except if you looked the woman behind the counter had a smile on her face and was laughing and then afterwards he gave it back and said "we werent really gonna steal it" but it really seemed like she knew that already

and then at a different point a couple fans showed up and they were all shy and excited to meet him and he was just like "hey are you guys coming to the show later" and they were like "yeah" and he was like "cool! thanks for coming out :) do you want a picture?" and they took a picture and it seemed like he was still kinda excited that people were excited to meet him. marcus (their bodyguard) was like trailing behind him and smiling and laughing throughout most of these antics and i just think thats sweet.

later in this same interview once again as they were on the ride back to their hotel or whatever theyd brought back a fake moustache and patrick put it on and did a bunch of dumb impressions.

patrick: if i wasnt doing music i think id be like a music critic or music journalist or something

andy:...i thought you said youd work at walmart

theres this one srar era interview thats just joe and patrick riffing for like 15 minutes. like it looks like they just straight up forgot the interviewer was there its so funny theyre such good friends.

this one joe and pete interview where i dont even really remember what they were talking about but theres a moment where joes talking about music with this intense passion and pete just kinda looks at him with this level of brotherly pride that keeps me going

this one andy and pete interview where 1) there were waterfowl chillin behind them which was deeply fascinating to andy and 2) they took a moment to swivel their chairs and hug each other bc theyre besties

band superlatives, specifically the moment where theyre all separately like "technically marcus isnt in the band but like. its marcus." bc that was sweet, unofficial 5th member of fob. and also "whos the most talented" "patrick. patrick. its patrick, hands down." "hm. petes like a really good soccer player" like thats a moment out of a fucking sitcom

halloween asmr with pete wentz. the man cant act but god can he commit to a bit.

there was this like live text chat that they all were in with fans on some radio station website. there were a lot of very fun moments, including joe saying "this is very current technology." as a comment on how very dated the live chat was and andy being like "can we set an icon i wanna change mine to an XVX" and pete and joe being like "oh are you vegan straight edge? we had no idea." and then pete was like "actually i wanna change my icon to andy hurley" and andy was like "no pete im not gonna send you a picture of me" and he was like :( and then a minute later he changed it to andy and he was like, and i swear this is almost a direct quote "BOOM! i love my life haha" and andy was like "goddammit" like i have no idea where to find this but it was so good.

theres this one "this or that" interview with joe and andy wherein the interviewer was a woman and like she seemed pretty at ease around them and got to the last question and imo seemed kinda uncomfortable and kind of established (in a way that seemed like she didnt usually do that) that it was a gross question, which was "would you have sex with a super hot celebrity but shes just died" and both of them were like "hey. what the fuck. absolutely not." and shes like "oh thats a first" and they are both like "do people say yes to that????????" and shes like "youre literally the first people to say no haha" in a way that made it seem that she did not find it funny and i just find that to be an interesting moment and i hope shes doing well and has a better producer now.

theres this one interview w andy on a hardcore podcast where the interviewer asks andy "do you every wish fall out boy were more political?" and he said (paraphrasing) "fall out boy is political, in its own way. we may not be as explicit with our politics as my other stuff, but kids find fall out boy, and through me, with all my other bands, or through joe, since he does a lot of metal, find heavier stuff, and are introduced to this stuff and to being vegan straight edge or anarchist or just more radical politics, and i dont think that just because we arent being super political in our music we arent a political band" which was really something to me bc i had just been thinking about that as a concept i call "gateway punk"

theres this one interview i recently found of a very small chicago music news outlet where a young lady interviewed pete and asked far more interesting questions than any other interviewer id ever seen and one such question was how he felt about the legalization of marijuana in illinois and he said that it was cool that it was legal but everyone locked up for it right now should be released and i like that he got to be political

theres a moment on the badass jew podcast episode joe was on where the interviewer whomst i do not recall was espousing some veiled antiblack sentiments wrt some antisemitic comments some famous black people had made and joe just completely rebutted it immediately and pointed out that black people not only are not a monolith bht are at a greater disadvantage

and also he made a joke that i could never make and cant fully get bc im not jewish but it was very funny and i love hearing people make jokes that arent for me.

this one interview before patrick had kids where he was saying how everyone kept asking him and elisa when theyd have kids and he was like "you cant just make that happen yknow? how do you just do that?" and pete immediately grinned and leaned over and mock whispered "you have sex" and patrick punched the air and was like "i hate you so much"

that one interview about abap where pete was like "we actually got the guy who did the whistles on patience by guns n roses to do it on this" and then he looks over at patrick and patrick shakes his head and petes like "you couldnt let me have this?" and he was like "i was gonna but then you looked at me and i just couldnt."

"whats the most important thing to you right now?"

patrick: star wars

joe: my daughter.

patrick: ...my son?

the puppy interview. everyone involved including the puppies was having the time of their goddamn life.

i have to stop this is too much its been like an hour

#dils declares #theyre so stupid.

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cool so since I’m procrastinating anyways on my school work im just going to write a character study on beast! dazai

because I re read it and im sad and asagiri just loves to make everyone suffer

so spoilers for the beast au

((BTW IM SO SORRY TUMBLR MOBILE ISN’T LETTING ME CUT THE POST TO A READ MORE SO IM GOING TO TRY TO DO IT ON MY PC AND HOPE IT WORKS IF IT DOESNT IM SO SORRY;;;; ))

asagiri has already decided to make dazai a tragic character and break our hearts once, but he decided to also rip them out and spit on it.

in the canon world, we see dazai struggle through depression. ever since he was young he found there was no value in living as he says to mori in the fifteen arc. he tries throughout his life desperately to understand just why humans strive to live, why they fight so hard for their lives and work hard to live life to the fullest.

it’s no different in the many other worlds The Book had created, and that lonely hole in his chest is probably much bigger.

as explained by dazai in the light novel, the power of The Book does not effect him because of his ability, since The Book itself is an ability, dazai naturally cancels it out. because of this, dazai can practically “read his own memories” from the canon world. so he knows everything that happens in the original universe, that goes for every single dazai in every single au. every single one.

this in itself is probably one of the saddest things. if people not understanding dazai didn’t hurt enough in the canon world, imagine how horrible it is that the beast! dazai had suffer with this knowledge alone, because as mentioned, it’s not wise for a lot of people to know about The Book since the world they reside in will become unstable, and have a chance of disappearing.

at the end of the light novel we also learn of dazai’s plan. why he captured gin, and why he wanted to bring akutagawa and atsushi together.

it was for odasaku.

because dazai has the memories from his “original” self, he remember odasaku. he remembers how he died, he remembers that they were best friends, he remembers how odasaku was the only person who understood dazai to his core, he remember how much odasaku means to him.

but odasaku of this world doesn’t remember it at all. because to him it never happened. there is only the beast world and the beast world alone.

this is where the angst hits (harder lol)

dazai figures out (at some time idk when) that this is the only universe that odasaku survives (im not sure how exactly, im assuming he can read the memories of the other dazais? Idk)

he remembers odasakus passionate of becoming a writer, he remembers odasakus determination not to kill just so he could write his own novel.

and because I really do believe dazai has a heart shrouded in all that darkness, dazai wants the best for odasaku, dazai wants to make it so odasaku can continue to survive and write his novel.

so dazai being dazai makes this extremely elaborate extra ass plan to make sure it happens.

dazai knows that this world has a chance of disappearing since every time something is written down in The Book in any other au (I think? I believe it can be any one of them not just the canon one) The Book doesn’t create it out of nothing exactly, but borrows from other worlds to create what is written in the book to reality.

dazai’s afraid that this world might cease to exist, and if it does odasaku won’t get to write his novel in this only universe he survives in, odasaku won’t he happy and dazai doesnt want that.

now extra ass osamu here uses a lot of cruel tactics to get to his end goal, and it isn’t right at all, but I still have to sympathize because its just so painful lmao

during akutagawa and atsushi’s final battle, dazai goes to the lupin bar where he meets odasaku for the first time in this world. I feel like dazai fought with himself a lot not to visit odasaku during this time, probably wanting to do nothing else but to run to his old friend that he missed so damn much. and I think he couldnt resist in the end, I think he desperately wanted to see him one last time because from the very beginning he knew his own fate.

one of the many (lol) things that hurts me during this meeting is how dazai immediately jumps happily into conversation with odasaku when he sees him, how he invites him quickly to sit down with him (in which odasaku does but doesn’t sit right next to him, which seemingly hurts dazai, ouch my heart) and how he picks up conversation that dazai would normally have with odasaku in the real world, asking him if anything interesting happened to him that day or telling him about new suicide methods he tried, which leaves odasaku heavily confused as he kind of awkwardly replies to each question.

now because the pov during this scene is in oda’s, we don’t get know exactly what dazai is thinking, but oda describes his posture and reactions well for us to take a guess of how hard it is for dazai to not have probably the most important person in his life not know or care about him.

dazai tightening his grip around his glass, or dazai looking like a happy child in one second to trying to compose his emotion with a small smile in the next, these reactions happen when odasaku keeps bringing up how he doesn’t know dazai and how confused he is. and dazai trying to hold onto something, someone, who made him so happy. trying to ignore the pain he feels and grasp on to the good memories he has but odasaku doesn’t.

and then there’s the part in the bar that asagiri decided to write because he’s a writer and like all authors, lowkey likes to see his audience suffer.

when dazai calls oda by his nickname odasaku once again trying to get him to understand him, the man replies:

“Don’t call me Odasaku. There is no reason of an enemy to call me that.”

yeah I cried

I cried a lot

dazai’s reaction didn’t help either.

The young man suddenly seemed to have trouble breathing…He fought against something invisible.

in this world, dazai probably mastered concealing his emotions (he does in like every world, but he’s much more grim in this one so) he put up this wall and put on a mask for everyone but odasaku, he let his wall down and odasaku didn’t acknowledge it, didn’t bring him some sort of comfort like he did in the canon universe. not intentionally of course, not because odasaku was cruel, but odasaku didn’t know dazai as anything else but his enemy. for all he knows, dazai could be trying to manipulate him.

theyre enemies. they could never be friends in this world. but dazai seems to still try, even a little.

in the end, they part ways. dazai putting on that mask once again, and acting like this whole meeting didn’t just destroy him. because it would be worth it in the end, odasaku would live, be happy, write his novel.

dazai would suffer, but that’s okay. odasaku hates dazai, but that’s okay.

because odasaku is alive. odasaku is happy. and to dazai that’s enough.

we get to the ending that no one wants to read because we’re already in pain and we know asagiri is waiting there with a shotgun to deliver the final blow.

dazai arrives after akutagawa and atsushi’s fight to reveal his reasoning behind his plan. how atsushi and aku have to work together protect The Book to make sure this world doesn’t disappear just for oda, and he mentions how no more then two people can know about the existence of The Book also for the protection and stability of their world.

atsushi decides to so some quick maths then, and realizes in horror that dazai has slowly made his way to the edge of the building.

he pleads with dazai to not do it, but theres obviously no stopping him.

and in that moment I believe for the first time in a long time dazai is truly content.

the hatred towards him is heavy, but it doesn’t matter to dazai because odasaku is safe. he completed his mission.

dazai planned all of this from the very beginning up to his death. now, arguably, despite dazai’s heartwarming end goal he was still an awful person. he was abusive and manipulate. he hurt and killed others to get what he wanted. he was not a good person

but he suffered so much for the sake of one person, he knew his ending wasn’t going to happy, but the end goal was enough. the end goal made it worth it.

osamu could never tell anyone about his pain, not even his best friend. he had to instead put on the mask of the cruel boss of the port mafia. people either had to hate him or fear him. no one could ever love him, no one could ever care for him. and osamu knew that. from the very beginning. asagiri truly wrote a tragic but beautiful character.

now if you’ll excuse me im going to go cry :)))

#i cried while writing this #im so sorry #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #bsd beast light novel #bsd beast #beast dazai #character analysis #oda sakunosuke #odasaku #bsd odasaku

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queenofwerewolves · 3 years

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Future Hope

chapter one - Where it all began.

We all thought the new decade would be a new fresh start, a new beginning for humanity, we were all so excited for the the arrival of 2020... and it's unknown horrors that we awaited along with it.

it started with just jokes and memes, the virus wasnt affecting us, it didnt seem like a big deal. Then it reached Italy, then the United States. In a span of three months, the entire world changed and was affected by COVID-19. Then it happened.. the attack and sudden uprising of those who had privilege, but didnt know of it's power..

it started with the Black Lives Matter Protests, but it got worst, so unhumaningly worse. People around the country and the world tried to help and stop this evil, but it wasnt enough to stop them. The White Suprimacy.

Death, despair, anguish, loss for hope... What has the world come to?

Even after two years of the incident, in the year of 2022, the same horrors from before was still going on. No one could stop them, those who tried were imprisioned or now buried six feet under, people gave up, they lost hope... Until a new reason for that hope arrived.

It started as a friendship group. Eight people of different kinds, intetrests and hobbies brought together by a common interest, which soon grew into an unbreakable bond, sharing pictures or tagging one another with a funny meme attached to it, simple acts but filled with love.. Until this group almost lost a member.

A fight was happening while she was visiting a store, it was between a simple teen wearing a pride shirt and a middle aged man, bickering and arguing issued, but no one expected the man to pull out a gun and attempt to shoot the kid... Only to miss, and shoot the beloved group friend...

She was texting her friends while it happened, only for them to not hear anything for weeks... But she finally replied, after weeks in the hospital, recovering from the shot. One of the members couldnt have it anymore, and kindly asked for everyone to create a Discord account so they could all see how their wounded friend was doing. Everyone agreed, and surprised her with a call.

Maria was her name, and she couldnt be more delighted about the surprise..

"Yo! Yooo Bitch can you see us?!" Shouted one friend from their call

"For fuck's sake Spike the woman was shot and you have to call her a bitch?!" Rudely replied another friend, who's background was dark and gloomy and had far too many halloween decorations.

Maria laughed softly. "It's OK Spooks.. Wow.. I cant believe Im seeing you all.. Just wished it wasnt at the hospital through a videochat..." She said with a soft smile.

"It is truly a concerning situation we've been dragged into.. but it brings me joy to see you alive and well Maria" Said another friend, looking a little too-well dressed in the call

"Im guessing Griff begged you all to make a Discord huh..?" Maria said, looking at the video box of young man with a concerned yet and embarrassed look.

"Queen... We were so worried..." He answered, slightly choked up. "We thought you were a goner.. When you finally texted back I..I just had to see you..!"

Queen. A nickname she never thought someone would ever call her, hell it was a title that she didnt even deserve. Until she met Griff, which started to call her that, and her other friends jumped along, she always loved that nickname.. Made her feel special...

"Seeing you all together... All for me... It makes me want to cry.. But we dont have time for me getting emocional" Maria answered, suddenly stern

"Why is that Queen? Something going on?" Answered another friend, who was sucking on a lollipop during the call, such the sweet tooth she is.

Maria smiled. "No Muffin.. I simply have a proposal for you all.. And I hope you all are in with me...Because Im getting pretty sick of the way things are in this shit world.."

And so was born a new hope, a group of fighters that are indignified about the way things are, and how they almost took their friend away.

After healing completly at the hospital, they all met in person for the first time. Maria told them that they way they are now wont be enough to make a change to the world, but she knew how to fix that. After a small walk through the woods in the park, they came through a gated area, which Maria crawled under a broken spot of the gate and the others followed, doing the same.

"Long ago" Maria started speaking. "After I moved here, I decided to explore around this park for fun. That's when I found this abandoned gate and went through the same broken piece of wall of the gate we all came through, I believe that's here can help us become better then we already are."

Spike, chewing a piece of gum sneered at her comment. "Oh sure, what is it? A wishing well?"

"Well..." She answered as they came to a stop.

In front of them was a perfectly clean, almost sparkling fountain with clean crystal water still working and flowing out of an angel's vase. The fountain was too bright and shiny, it sure as hell didnt match the rest of the area's gloomy and dark visuals..

"It's a wishing fountain!" Maria spouted out, smiling wide. But the rest werent as.. cheery as she was.

"A fucking... wishing fountain?" Spike answered. "You expect me to believe that's a real wishing fountain? If that's true then why dont you wish for this shit world to become better?"

"I tried!" Maria answered "Apperently it doesnt make big wishes like that, it only makes wishes about yourself or something very small. Like wishing your room to be clean kind of small"

"I mean.. It kinda has that magic aesthetic, I mean, that thing is impeccably clean while the rest is covered in dirt?" Kip answered, glancing at the fountain.

"I know it sounds silly but it really works, I actually did my wish already!" Maria said smiling wide

"Bullshit" Spike answered "You aint a fucking Werewolf, what makes you think we believe you actually wished to be one?"

".. Cause I didnt wished to be a Werewolf..?" Maria answered, dumbfounded. "I always said that I LIKE Werewolves, but I never wanted to be one. I wished to be good at using a scythe and knife throwing, like exceptionally good ya know?" She said excitedly. "And before you answer, YES I do have a scythe, I bought one. Dont ask where."

"So... who goes first?" The smollest of the group, Rook, asked.

"I'll go" Said Griff, pulling out a coin before Maria stopped in this tracks. "This.. Doesnt accept coins" Maria said, seeming a bit worried.

"Then what?" Griff answered back, only to shocked when Maria answered "Blood".

Before Spike could throw a fit, Maria cut him. "Just a drop! Literally! I got a needle here with me, all you gotta do is prick your hand and let the drip fall after you make a wish."

"Let's just get on with it before Spike goes crazy again" Said Blink, the tallest of the group and the one to deal with Spike's bullcrap

Griff took Maria's needle and stood in front of the fountain...And said outloud his wish..

At first he whispered his wish, as if he didnt want anyone to hear it.

"Uh.. It has to be out loud or it wont work Griff." Maria said.

"I-I said.. I wish to be a strong, masculine and really beefy Wererabbit that's really manly and buffed up!!" he shouted with a tone of embarrassment in his voice.

"A Werebunny.. Griffy?" Said Maria in disbelief. "What?! It's co- ow!!" Without looking, he pricked his hand with the needle, and let the drop of blood fall into the fountain's water, mixing along with it. The fountain suddenly shined so brightly that everyone had to cover their eyes for a brief moment before it died out.

Then.. Silence.

"... So.. Now wh-AHCK!!!" Shouted Griff, hit with a sudden shot of pain throughout his body, which made him fall on his knees as everyone backed away from him. They watched in horror as not only he grew almost three times his size, but he got much fuzzier, his ears stretched into rabbit ears, his muscles swelled and bubbled as they grew bigger, his body shifted painfully into a hybrid between man and rabbit. When he finally finished, he just collapsed on the floor, panting exaustedly.

His friends were inicially shocked, until Maria snapped out of it and rushed to his side, placing a hand on his head. "Griffy? You OK..?"

He answered, in a much gruffer, deeper voice.. "Yeah.. Yeah Im good.."

"Jesus.. It worked.. Can you stand?" She asked. Griff nodded as he slowly got up and almost knocked his head on a tree branch from how tall he was now. Everyone was looking up at him, jaws dropped in shock and awe, until..

"HOLY SHIT YOU'RE NAKED!!!" Rook shouted as she covered her eyes, running in place "MY EYES!! THEY BURN!!!"

"We.. better finish these wishes quick and get you some pants." Maria added, Griff simply nodded as he covered himself embarrassed.

One by one they did their wishes. Becoming who they wanted to be to fufill their purpose with Maria.

Spike wished for strong arm strenght, fast stamina and an aluminum bat that never breaks, and can destroy almost anything. Blink asked for a sword, the ability to parkour and jump from building to building like some kind of vigilante. Kip asked to be part cat for the heck of it and that whatever she draws will become a reality. Muffin asked to be a fairy, to bring joy because she isnt a fighter. Togekiss asked for high I.Q, the ability to see simulations of possibilities in the future and telekenisis and teleportation. Spooks asked to be like an Underworld Goddess, with the power to summon shadows and have the darkness on her command, and finally, Rook asked to be part bird and a wizard with elemental nature, and musical spells,to honour her beloved Lammy, she also wished to have a split personality to be like her favorite character, ENA.

And so the team was ready, and soon they would make a change to the world, the revolution has begun, it was time to shine..

For a Future Hope.

#Queen's Story #IT'S HERE #FINALLYYYYY #I HOPE YA'LL LIKE IT

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I Live For Pride!Roman, Sooo... Can You Do “Kidnapping” And “Bound And Gagged” Where Romulus Kidnaps Patton And Logan?

Patton was always excited when it came to dates with Logan, Logan was so kind and sweet and gentle and passionate, and he always made Patton feel safe on dates.

But even more important was how good he was at planning them, every little detail was exciting and there were always so many things to look at.

Tonight, Logan had set something up in the imagination, it had taken the form of an enchanted forest, almost like it was in space.

"Lolo you've really outdone yourself, this is beautiful," Patton said, smiling as he ran his hands through the leaves of the trees.

"I thought you might like it, but it's not done yet, I've got something special set up further in," Logan said.

"Oh really?" Patton said, smile broadening.

"Mhm, I think you'll enjoy it quite a lot actually," Logan replied.

And soon enough they came upon a clearing, a table was set up in the center with dozens of types of food and drinks.

"Lolo!" Patton gasped, clasping his hands together over his chest.

"I knew you'd like it," Logan said, running his fingers through Patton's hair.

"You've really outdone yourself Lolo," Patton said, leaning his head against Logan's shoulder.

"Well, shall we?" Logan asked, gesturing to the table.

"I think we shall," Patton replied.

It was all going well for so long, until the forest suddenly went dark.

"Lolo? What's happening?" Patton grasped around until he found Logan's hand.

"Stay close Pat, I'm not sure yet," Logan replied.

"Oh isnt this a pretty sight? So sorry to crash the party, but the imagination is closed today," a loud and commanding voice sounded from the woods.

"Romulus," Logan growled, Patton looked up at him with surprise.

"You know him?" Patton said.

"Oh of course he knows me, he helped create me," Romulus said with a grin.

"What!" Patton squeaked.

"We'd both been reading the story of Jekyll and Hyde, it was only meant to be an acting performance, Roman wanted to go for realism," Logan said all to calmly.

"For someone so smart, Logan, you dont have a lot of common sense," Romulus said with a laugh.

"Logan's got plenty of common sense! Plenty more than you've got!" Patton said.

And then his throat felt cold, almost frozen.

"Is that any way to talk to your king?." Romulus snarled, Patton tried to respond, but he couldnt seem to speak.

And then he felt himself falling to the ground, he couldnt seem to control his own actions anymore.

"Patton? Patton can you hear me? Its gonna be ok Pat-" and then Logan went quiet as well.

"You know, I've already got a prince and a duke, but that hardly makes up a proper court," Romulus said with a laugh, and then Patton finally saw him.

Dressed in black and red,with bronze accents throughout, eyes an odd mix of charcoal and blood red, grinning as though he'd received the best news of his life.

"But I still need an alchemist and a gentleman-in-waiting for my prince," and then everything went dark.

Patton's head felt fuzzy when he woke up. Looking down he saw that he was dressed in same blacks and reds as Romulus, though his outfit was composed of a black vest with red accents, a white long-sleeved polo shirt, black pants, and black boots.

He looked around, and saw, sitting in front of a vanity, none other than Virgil, dressed in a black dress, with a blood red choker around his neck.

"Virgil?. . ." Patton approached him, Virgil looked almost dazed.

"Are you here to help me get ready?" Virgil said in a monotone voice.

"Ready for what?" Patton asked.

"Romulus and I are getting married, remember?" Virgil replied, as though nothing was wrong with this sentence.

"Oh- Uhm- of course, but I just have to stop by the alchemist's first-" Patton said.

"Oh, ok," Virgil replied "have fun," and Patton was racing off.

He flung the door open to a nearby tower, and there was Logan, dressed in robes of red and black, looking just as confused as Patton felt.

"Oh Lolo thank goodness nothing's happened to you yet-" Patton flung himself into Logan's arms.

"Patton- are you alright? Nothing's happened? He hasnt hurt you has he?" Logan said, moving his hands over Patton's body, checking him for injuries.

"I'm alright- its Virgil I'm worried about- it's like hes been locked in some kind of- trance- he said he and Romulus were getting married," Patton said.

"Well that's obvious, Romulus calls him his prince, and we're trapped in a castle with very obvious roles, clearly, Romulus is trying to rebuild the imagination into a kingdom of his own image," Logan replied.

"What are we going to do?" Patton asked.

"I dont know yet, but itll be alright, I promise, now go help Virgil get ready, if hes already fallen under some sort of spell its likely Romulus knows what happens in his room, it's best not to get in trouble for not being there," Logan said, Patton merely nodded, and tried his best to keep from crying as he walked away.

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Secret Voight S2 Part 9 Finale

Summary: The team finally knows that Y/N is Voight's daughter. One secret is out but theres still one secret that's not out. Y/N and Jay's relationship. Will that stay a secret or not? I mean Voight always finds out about things, right?

Words: 3232

Requested: yes

Prompts: no

Warnings or A/N: This was a pain in the ass to write with writer's block and getting hit with the bad case of a Sinus infection. I apologize as this isnt the best. I hope you guys enjoyed Secret Voight. It had became longer than I orignally wanted but I had fun writing it.

By the time, Jay got home you had already took a shower and put on one of his shirt that was bigger on you. You were scrolling through your phone on the couch when you heard the knob twisting open, you turned your head and wa Jay walking in. "Hey baby,"

You got off the couch and walked over to him and kissed him. "Hi,"

He moved his arms around your waist and pulled you in for another kiss. When you pulled apart, he smiled at you. You smiled back.

"Where were you?"

"Visiting a friend,"

You nodded and lead him over to the couch. "You mind telling me who this friend is?"

He nodded. "Yeah. I was visiting Ben's grave,"

You weren't sure what to say so you didnt say anything. It was a few minutes of not talking until Jay broke the silence. "I think its time,"

"Time? Time for what?"

"Time to tell Voight,"

You looked at him. "Are you sure?"

He was silent again for a few seconds. "When I was at Ben's grave, it got me thinking that life is too short and anything and anyone can take your life and I dont want to spend anymore time hiding that I love you,"

Your mouth dropped, this was the first time you heard Jay say this. You felt like you could cry, you felt you heart beating. You felt butterflies fluttering all throughout your stomach. You felt all the good emotions all at once. "I love you too. Let's tell him tomorrow,"

He nodded and smiled. You moved closer to Jay and straddled him.

---

You and Jay acted like normal when you arrive at the precinct, you two had decided to tell him at the end of the day when everyone else had left. You would occasionally give him a smile and he would do the same to you. You don't know about Jay was feeling but since he was freaking out about Voight finding out a week ago, you knew he was freaking out inside and so were you.

You had just looked up from your computer and you saw Jay walking into the break room, so you got up from your desk and walked in after him. You walked over to the coffee pot and poured you some coffee. "Are you sure you want to do this today?"

Jay doesn't hesitate to answer you. "Yes, I'm ready not to keep this a secret anymore,"

You heard footsteps walk into Intelligence and then Ruzek's walked in. "We got a case,"

You nodded and put your mug in the sink and walked out to the lobby as Voight was taping a picture to the board. He turned around and looked at all of you then pointed at the board. "This is Raven Jenkins, 18. Jake Harding. 19 They were found murdered in an alleyway,"

You noticed a file on your desk, you grabbed it and started reading it. "They also had a strain of a substance that is unknown in their system?"

Voight nodded. "Yes, when the did tests they found a substance in their stomach that they dont know what it is. The same substance in both stomachs. They also found a bag with a rat on it. They think it is a bad batch of coke but they arent for sure whats all in it, they will call me when they find something out. Reach out to your C.Is,"

You knew exactly who to talk to

"Come on, James. I know you know something considering this happened on your block,"

You have had this C.I since you first moved back to Chicago and you worked for the other precinct. James looked like he didn't know what you were talking about. You got him on a minor drug case. "Just cause it happened on my block doesnt mean I know what happened,"

You rolled your eyes. "You dont know what happened. Bullshit, what was it that you told me the first time I arrested you? Oh yeah, 'this is my block and I know everything that goes down on it,' or are you scared of this new player?"

He just looked at you and shrugged.

You werent having this. "You want to play this way, fine,"

You walked over to his car and looked in the window and saw a bag of white powder on his floorboard. You reached for his door handle and opened the car. You picked up the bag, opened and smelled it. "Jay,"

Jay walked over to you and he smelled it as well. "Coke,"

"Either, you can be straight with me or I can arrest you for this. You choice,"

James looked at the bag in your hand then back to you. "Alright fine, I truly dont know much, honestly. There keeping this secret. The name Darin Wentz has been thrown around,"

"Is he the supplier or is he the one selling it?"

"I dont know. Ive just heard the name, its been hush hush. But I think the seller,"

You reached in your pocket and hand him some money and walked up to him. "Next time I catch you with drugs, I will lock your ass up and make sure they throw away the key got it,"

Jay looked at him. He held up the bag. "We'll be taking this,"

---

You walked up to the board and taped a picture up "This is Darin Wentz,"

Jay walked up to the board and pointed at him. "He was multiple charges including drug possession, selling it, armed robbery, assault, battery, you think it, hes done it,"

Kim walked up to the board and tapped another picture and it looked like it was from a pod camera. "Okay so me and Ruzek went through pod footage and we saw the murder. It was a drug deal gone bad. But towards the end of the video, theres this,"

She tapped another picture on the board and it show what looked like was a female arm with a tattoo on the wrist and it was your name. Every one turned and looked at you. "I don't know why you guys are looking at me for. I don't know anyone with a tattoo like that,"

But in reality, that tattoo does look familiar. "My name is common,"

Voight walked up to the front of the room. "Do we have an address for this Darin Wentz guy?"

You walked back over to your desk and picked up the file and read it. "Yes, 2354 west point,"

Voight nodded. "Alright suit up! We leaving as soon as we get the warrant,"

---

The team was all a little ways down the street, almost ready to hit the house. "Halstead and Dawson I want you to hit the door. Burgess, Ruzek, Atwater I want you in the back. Y/N, you go in after to clear the rest of the house. Got it?"

"Yes sir,"

The guys quietly walked up to the door, Jay grabbed the doorknob but it was locked and Jay kicked the door down and as soon as they went in, you went in after them. Check room after room with Voight. You heard a few shots but not many. "Boss, living room,"

You had just finished checking the last of the room when Dawson said that, you put your gun back in its holster and walked towards the living room. The team was surrounding something but you couldnt see who or what it was. Voight saw you trying to push through but stopped you. "Y/N. Don't. Wait,"

You gave your dad a confused look but pushed past him and the rest of the team and once you saw who was sitting on the couch, it was as it someone punch all the air out of your body. You felt yourself stumble but sturdy hands steady you.

The person on the couch was your dead mother alive. "Y/N,"

You felt tears wailing up as well as you couldnt breathe, you pushed whosoever hands were holding you steady and ran out the door. You walked over to Jay's truck and slid down on the ground. You closed your eyes tightly, trying to not let the tears fall.

How is she alive? Did your grandma live to you? All these years, she was alive and she didn't try to contact you but yet has your name tatted on her wrist?

You jumped at the feeling of someone's hand on your shoulder, you opened your eyes up and saw that it was Jay. At this point, you didn't care what Voight saw or heard or thought. You just wanted to be in his arms. You threw yourself at Jay and Jay didnt hesitate to wrapped his arms around you. "What happened in there?"

You didn't move an inch while replying to him. "Shes my mother,"

----

"Where's my daughter?"

The team had brought your mother im for questioning and you were sitting on the other side of the glass watching Jay and Voight do it as you didnt want her to see you.

Jay knowing what I wanted ingored the question "What do you know about these deaths?"

She ingored that question. "Where is my daughter?"

Your dad who was silent at the table was getting more pissed. Jay ingored that. "What are they mixing in these drugs?"

She ingored it. "I want to see my daughter,"

It was your dad who answered. "Yeah that's not gonna happen,"

"I have a right as shes my daughter,"

Voight abruptly slammed his hand on the table. "She's not your daughter. She's mine,"

"The hell she isn't,"

"Was she your daughter when you overdosed? Was she your daughter when you disappeared? Was she your daughter all this time when you didnt care to reach out to her?"

"Im not talking til I see her,"

"Then you can sit here for the next 48 hours,"

With that Voight and Jay walked out of the room, you walked out into the hallway and met them and then together you walked into the lobby. Voight looked at everyone in the room. "Does anyone have any leads to why Wentz could be?"

Wentz wasn't as the house.

"No, we looked through his social media accounts and all throughout his house and nothing. How did it go with you know,"

"She's not talking,"

Before I could say anything, Trudy walked in looking grim. "What's wrong?"

"They just found three more overdoses and they had bags with rats on them,"

You went to the scene and the place was absolutely wrecked. Trash everywhere, dirty dishes, broken plates, glass. It was disgusting. The victims were one sixteen year old, and two eighteen years olds.

You shook your head at the bodies that were slummped over. "Screw it, I'll met you guys back at the precinct,"

Jay called after you. "What are you doing?"

"Talking to her,"

Voight and Jay decided to come with you as the rest of the team finished up with the crime scene.

Your hand was on the doorknob and you took a deep breath. Right as soon as you were about to open the door, Jay comes up to you. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yeah, as much as I dont want to her to see me, shes the only connection we got to Wentz,"

You opened the doorknob and walked into the room, Jay following. She sat up when she saw you. "Like father like daughter, huh?"

You held up on your hand to make her stop talking, you walked to the table and sat down. "Don't do that,"

"Do what?"

"Talk to me as if you didnt disappear,"

"I-"

You held up your hand to stop her from talking. "Yeah, I don't care about your lame excuses right now. All I care about is the case,"

Your mom opened her mouth but shut it for a few seconds then opened it. "Fine, what do you want to know?"

"Where's Wentz?"

"I dont know, I haven't seen him in a few days,"

You rolled your eyes. "Come on Carrie, I know youre lying. You were saying at his place,"

She didn't answer about that. "You look just like me when I was your age,"

You scoffed. "At least I didnt become a drug addict and abandoned her child,"

You grabbed the file that was on the table and placed the pictures on the table. "Raven Jenkins, 18. Jake Harding, 19. Your friend killed them and we just found more kids that overdosed on this drug,"

She looked at the pictures for a few second then shoved them away. "I don't want to talk about them. I want to talk about us,"

"Yeah, I don't. There's more important things to discuss,"

"Y/N please-"

Before you could say anything, Jay beat you to it. "She said she didn't want to talk about it. All we give a damn about is getting Darin Wentz off the streets and for kids not to be overdosing on a bad batch of dope,"

Your mom sighed. "I truly dont know where he is. I had just met him a month ago. I only knew where the house you pick me up was,"

You nodded. "How do you contact him or who does he contact you?"

"My phone,"

Before you could say anything, you heard the door open and you saw Voight come in. "Can you set up a meet?"

She looked at Voight confused. "What do you mean?"

"Call him text him whatever ask him to met and we'll talk to him,"

You and the team were at the club that Wentz regularly goes too. You, Jay and your mom were standing at the bar waiting for him to show up. "Hes here,"

Atwater came over the earpiece. "Hes walking from the left side,"

You looked over and saw him walking up. "I see him,"

"Darin, hi!"

Darin looked at your mother and then back to you. "So youre the person I spoke to ont the phone?"

"Yep, I'm Sera and this is Jake,"

---

You were walking out of precinct by yourself after you gotten back from the club, you and Jay made plans with him to meet tomorrow. You didnt get a chance to tell Voight about you two as today was a busy day. You were always to your car when your mom steps out. You rolled your eyes. "What?"

"Look, I know you dont want to hear this but-"

You were going to answer but Jay walked up to you and beat you to it. "No, she told you already that she doesnt want to hear it. Youre the one who fucked up, not her. She only needs you for-"

You placed a hand on Jay's shoulder. "Its okay, if her telling me why she left gets her to leave me alone, then good,"

You turned from Jay and looked at your mom. "Lets hear it,"

Jay nodded as he walked away. "Alright, call me if you need anything,"

Your mom looked at Jay, you and then sighs. "You guys are clearly in love,"

You rolled your eyes. "Not gonna talk to you about that,"

"Alright, your grandmother paid me to leave,"

You rolled your eyes. "Oh really now?"

"Your grandmother paid me a lot of money to abandoned you so she get custody,"

You scoffed. "Regardless of what grandma did, you still CHOSE to abandoned me. You chose not to reach out after I turned eighteen,"

"I thought you wouldnt want to see me,"

"You never gave me the chance to figure that out, did you?"

"Im sorry, I didn't think i had a choice in the matter. She was threatening me to get me locked up if i stayed around,"

"Once again, couldve came and saw me when I turned eighteen. Look, thanks for tell me what happened but it still didnt change anything,"

-----

"Everything is clear, no sign of him,"

You and Jay were standing in the middle of a warehouse waiting from Wentz. He's ten minutes late. You held up your speaker that was in your sleeve to your lips. "I'm about to say screw it. Hes not coming,"

Things were quiet for a second before Ruzek came over. "Black suv coming from the right,"

Voight came over it this time. "Remember, no one makes a move till we get a view on the drugs,"

You didn't say anything as the suv was pulling up. Jay had walked up beside you. You getting the vibe that he wants to protect you but also knows that you can handle yourself.

The door opened up and it revealed Wentz and two others. Wentz walked up to us empty handed but one of the other two had a briefcase. "You got the money?"

Jay grabbed the dufflebag and showed them the cash. "You got the product?"

Wentz snapped at the guy and pointed at the table. The guy walked over to the table, sat the suitcase on it and opened the briefcase. It had revealed the drug with a rat on the bag. You picked it up and held it up in the direction you knew Burgess was at taking photos. You placed the bag down on the table."Got the rat,"

Voight came over the walkie. "Take them,"

"CHICAGO PD!"

Wentz and his associates looked back and then looked back at you guys and you had your guns pulled out. "You're under arrested,"

----

You had decided not to tell Voight yet but you had also decided that you didn't care if he found out or not. You and Jay werent gonna go out of your way to hid it anymore. You and Jay were laying on the couch at Jay's laughing about some stupid thing Jay said after work when you heard someone knock on your door. Jay pushed you off him as you were laying on top of him. "Dick,"

Jay chuckled. "I have one,"

Jay's smiled didnt fade when he saw Voight, he moved to the side so he could be let in. Your dad eyed you laying on the floor but it didnt seem to surprise you. "Hey dad,"

Voight looked at you and then looked at Jay. Jay opened his mouth but you beat him to it. "Yep, we're dating and I really don't care what you say. I'm older enough to make my own decision,"

Voight chuckled. "You guys really think I didn't know? Come on now, Intelligence is my unit. I know everything that happens. Plus, I saw you guy kiss the other day,"

You and Jay both said oh at the same time. "So what are you gonna do about it?"

Voight shrugged. "Youve been handling dating and working together for a while now so nothing. Just tomorrow go and fill out the proper HR forms,"

You both looked at Voight shocked. "Like you said Y/N you are older enough to make your own decisions and I know Jay is smart enough not to do anything stupid. Plus, I just want you to be happy,"

Voight looked at you two more last time before leaving.

"That was...."

"Unexpected," You finished.

Jay looked over at you. "But that means i can kiss you whenever i want without worrying if Voights gonna catch us,"

Jay walked over to you and attacks your face with kisses.

#chicago pd #jay halstead #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead x you #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead x imagine #one chicago #secret voight

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shhh-no-ones-home · 4 years

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married with children ryan sitkowski x reader

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title: they get married, ryan acts like a child when drunk lol

beginning is super cute and sweet but per usual things go awry pretty quickly lmfao

Song: with or without you by U2

@musicsexandpizza69 @svintsandghosts @alilpunkrock @theoneandonlykymberlee @cynic-spirit @thisplace-ishaunted @lifeisabitchandsoareyou @bleed-to-make-amends

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he had never even thought about marriage. when this all started he wanted nothing to do with it. we both knew we were in for the long haul but he didnt care about tying the knot and he told me that, right from square one. i went back to that moment over and over again throughout our entire relationship, never once doubting him or questioning it. it wasnt for everyone after all. i went over it in my mind again and again when he actually proposed to me. i was so happy i cried as soon as he started talking, telling me how much he loved me and how much i meant to him as he got down on one knee. and now im going over it again as im standing in front of a tall mirror, my best friend helping me put my veil into my hair. i stared at myself and my red puffy eyes from crying with my mother earlier as i got my dress on.

half of me wondered if he had cried yet today too, it was an emotional event after all. i guess id just have to find out later. i heard a knock at the door, turning my attention to it as my mother half opened the door. she sighed in relief before opening it fully and letting my dad in. my friend helped me off the pedestal and put my veil down, handing me my bouquet as my father took my arm in his.

"you look absolutely beautiful."

he said, making me smile as we walked out of the room.

"thanks daddy."

i said as i watched the wedding party descend down the stairs. we had chosen to have a small wedding party, a maid of honor and a best man only, with a flower girl and a ring bearer. we didnt want anything crazy and only invited close friends and family. the reception would be bigger however, more of a gathering than the actual ceremony. i breathed deeply as i heard the wedding bells ring through the church, oh what it took to actually get him to do this in a church. i clutched onto my fathers arm as we began the long walk to the alter. all eyes were on me and i felt uncomfortable at first but as soon as i looked at him i couldnt stop and their gazes didnt matter anymore.

i was smiling like an idiot as a tear slid down my cheek, he looked so happy standing between the priest and aj. as we got close to the alter the butterflies slowly ebbed. i was marrying my best friend, i had nothing to worry about anymore. i could see him more clearly now as aj nudged his arm and handed him a handkerchief. he was crying too, which made me laugh a little bit. he stepped down as my father offered my hand to him which he gladly took.

"take care of her."

he whispered and ryan nodded, taking me to the alter and facing the priest. I couldn't help but smile, only hearing half the words he said as I tried to sneak quick glances over at Ryan before we could face each other. He looked so handsome in his suit, the rose pinned to his lapel a nice shade of lavender. This almost felt like a dream.

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As the music played I held onto Ryan for dear life. It was the first dance after all and I felt so uncomfortable being the only couple on the dance floor as we swayed back and forth. the alcohol we had been consuming so far didnt really help, despite my hope that it would. He still had that wide smile plastered across his face though.

"I don't know if I told you this already but you look beautiful today."

He said, making me smile back at him. Then I saw a flash, noticing the photographer.

"You're not so bad yourself Mr Sitkowski."

I felt his thumb rub gently into my side.

"Thank you, Mrs Sitkowski."

he quipped back. I couldn't help the blush creeping its way up my neck and to my face.

"I'm so glad we finally decided to do this ry."

I said, looking at him longingly. I watched as he scanned my face.

"So am I. I know I said a thousand years ago that I wouldn't ever do this but I'm beyond proud to call you my wife now."

i smiled widely at him as we swayed back and forth in a small circle, the music playing in the background.

"im not gonna lie, i was shocked but i think this is the best thing ive ever done. you really are my best friend."

he leaned in and pressed his forehead to mine as the music slowed and people clapped.

"im so glad i get to spend the rest of my life with you."

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i sat down into the bench with a loud sigh, looking over to ryan who had just done the same. my dress was flowing over onto his lap but he didnt push it away. i looked over to him and smiled.

"we made it."

i said through a laugh, him sending me a wide smile back.

"the wedding and reception are over with, now all we have to do is make it official."

he said boldly, raising his brows and leaning closer to me. i shook my head amused and pushed him away.

"i think it can wait for the honeymoon tomorrow, you are pretty plastered after all."

he pouted at me, his arms making their way around my waist loosely.

"can i at least get a kiss?"

he said with pleading eyes. i rolled my eyes but caved immediately.

"fine, but dont get any ideas big boy."

i said, pecking him quickly on the lips. he tasted like a mixture of alcohols but the most noticeable was the red wine.

"is everything taken care of?"

he asked, staring at me. i looked up to our relatives walking around the venue packing things up and nodded.

"it is being taken care of as we speak ry."

i said and he nodded, readjusting his grip on my body and resting his head against my shoulder.

"thats good."

he said through a sigh. i looked down at him as he watched everyone. then my brother came into view, the box with the punch bowl in it tucked under his arm.

"the car is almost ready if you two wanna go now."

i nodded, tapping ryans arm.

"you ready ry?"

i asked and he sat up, looking at me confused.

"ready for what?"

i laughed a little bit.

"to go, baby, its time to leave."

he smiled at me and nodded.

"oh, then yeah."

he stood up quickly, pulling me with him. i held his hand tightly so he wouldn't wander off as we followed my brother outside the venue.

"are we going home?"

he asked, looking around before patting his pants with his free hand.

"baby we cant, my keys are gone."

i kept pulling him forward.

"my brother has your keys, hes the one taking us home and the one taking us to the airport tomorrow."

he made an 'o' shape with his mouth as we made it to the car. my brother opened the backseat door and ryan climbed in head first, laying down and tucking his legs in. i shook my head in amusement as peter closed the door.

"thanks again for doing this. it really does mean a lot."

i said as he opened the hatch to put the bowl in the already packed car.

"oh, yeah, i wouldnt pass up an opportunity like this one."

he said through a laugh and i shook my head, smiling at him.

"hes not usually this much of a handful but if i were given one day to party like the end of the world id take it too."

he sent me a knowing look.

"you couldve, if i remember correctly that champagne made its way to you a few times."

i scoffed at him as he opened the passenger door for me.

"who wants to get drunk off champagne? either way, one of us has to be the responsible one. ill just have him make it up to me by carrying my drunk ass home some time during our honeymoon."

i said with a wink. he shook his head at me before closing the door.

"i can hear you ya know."

ryan said from the back, making me jump.

"jesus ry!"

i said, clutching my chest. he sent me a lazy smile as he sat up, placing his head on the shoulder of the seat.

"i just want you to know that i will gladly carry your ass anywhere."

i laughed a little to myself before turning and pecking him gently on the lips.

"thanks ry, that means a lot."

he nodded once, proudly, to himself before falling back into the seat.

"i love you after all. what kind of husband would i be if i didnt."

i looked at him in the rearview mirror, a lazy smile plastered on his face as he toyed with his wedding ring happily. in that moment i knew, he really did mean it. it was enough to make me melt inside, and i wouldve cried had pete not been in the process of getting in the car. i turned back to him, him looking at me with the proudest look on his face.

"i love you too ry,"

i reached back and patted his knee gently.

"now lets go home."

#wattpad #x reader #283 #ryan sitkowski #miw #imagines #one shots

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vivinightingale · 4 years

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Could you do the main yugioh boys with a rebellious reader and how they first meet said rebellious reader. Either way have a nice day/night :-)

its Rebel time!

Yugi Muto:

Your name was known throughout the whole school. You were always skipping class, never listening to the facility, and you even started your own gang of misfits.

Despite all this however, you still had your own morals. So when you saw two upperclassmen picking on Yugi you knew you had to step in.

This is how your friendship started. You helped him with those jerks, and he treated you to some lunch the next day.

You two got along pretty well actually. You admired his courage to stand up for what he believed in, and he admired your strength that you use to protect others.

He didn't mind your rebellious ways, he found it interesting to say the least. He saw past all the rumors of what everyone said about you and saw your true beauty.

He asked you out months later, and never regretted it. Under your tough exterior was someone who was just as soft as he was.

He loves every side of you

Yami/Atem:

You have been a friend of the group for a long time, you were Introduced by joey and the rest was history.

However unlike your friend Joey you were still rebellious as hell. Always out at night, hanging with your gang, and never really listening to authorities.

As long as you weren't hurting others or causing too much trouble he didn't mind your lifestyle. Everynight before he headed to bed he would call you just to check in with you.

Soon you had more than just a friend feeling for Atem , and he felt the same. It is actually with you two confessing to each other at the same time. It was awkwardly beautiful.

After the two of you got together your gang activities slowed down, but never truly stopped. They were your second family after! There was no way you could just abandon them. Atem understood, but he was still worried about you. He could never stop worrying about you.

As you both got older your gang activist stopped all together however. You still kept in touch with your small family, but you settled down with Atem

Even if you decided to keep your lifestyle however he would love you no matter what. As long as he knew you were safe, and in his arms at night.

Joey Wheeler:

You didn’t have the best childhood, and joey knew what that was like better then anyone.So when he noticed you rebelling against the adults he had a feeling he knew why.

At first you thought he was utterly annoying trying “to set you on the right path”, but deep down you knew he was doing it to help you.

in the end the two of you came to this sort of comprise. As long was you weren’t joining gang, and getting into trouble he would leave you and your rebellious ways alone, and thats exactly what you did.

Sometimes Joey would join you in rebellion, and the two of you would have tons of fun skipping classes, and doing whatever you wanted.

When the two of you graduated your rebellious faze has to pass, and with the help of Joey and his friends you felt loved,and like you belonged somewhere.

Yours and joeys friendship grew into a relationship, and after years of being together you eventually had a little family of your own.

and as you held your little one in your arms you promised them you would never let them feel the way you did growing up.

Tristan Taylor:

he was no stranger to rebelling tot hose in charger, i mean he has done it plenty of times before with joey. So when he saw you skipping classes a part of him wanted to join in.

he ended up doing just that. It was one of his cherished memories with you. Skipping classes to go to Kaiba land, and just goof around.

He couldn’t join you every time,but when he did it was always a fun time, but that wasn’t the only time you guys hung out.

Because you were constantly missing classes, him and his friends ended up helping you catch up so your grads never fell to far.

you ended up becoming friends with his friends, so you started staying in school more just to hang out with them, but you were always back at it you couldnt help yourself.

you guys would still occasionally skip classes just to have time to yourselves, and thats you guys ended up becoming an item, and your get togethers became more likes dates.

he loved this rebellious side of you, and love acting them out with you.

Duke Devlin:

oh are you rebelling? oh him too! look at that!

in all honesty he would probably do it out of boredom. So when he caught sight of you at a manga shop, he felt this need to approach you. from there you two hit it off.

You guys would sneak away to places where others couldnt find you just to hang out, and not worry about the world.

he was the one who would drag you to his favorite places during school hours. He would even take you to his game shop and show you the game he made.

During one of these said games was when he confessed his feelings for you, when the battle was over he waited for you to say something, and was surprised when you kissed his cheek and told him you would see him tomorrow.

While having dates during school were fun you both wanted to keep up with your grades. so during the weekend you two would study and catch up on homework, and afterwards where full of cuddles.

Who knew being rebellious could get you such a sweet boyfriend

Seto Kaiba:

at first he really didnt care, it was your life to waste as you pleased, but when he heard there was a rising duelist in the works was when he became interested.

At first he didnt think was you till he was you battling one day on his way home. he the driver to turn around, and he watched you end the battle with all BPS still in tact.

when you were done he got out the car and came up to you, and that how you guys got closer to each other.

he would battle you almost everyday while secretly teaching you new moves.While you during the school day while you were out scouting for him. weather it be torments, cards, or other duelists you were doing it.

Seto had felt something for you he has never felt for anyone else so he didnt know how to go about it, but thats okay because Mokuba was here to help!

Without seto knowing he sent you a text from seto’s phone professing his love to you, you knew it wasnt him but you also felt like there was some truth behind it so when you guys went to have your daily battle you sent him and “I love you too” text

Seto would have to scold Mokuba later but right now he needs to handle you/

Bakura Ryou:

He has seen you many time sneaking off of campus, he always wondered where you went but was too scared to actually leave with you to find out.

well that was until they day you came up to him. He was surrounded by his fangirls and saw how uncomfortable he was. so you did the only thing you could do. you grabbed his hand and ran off of campus.

when you guys stopped running was when he started to slightly start to panic. he was gonna miss his classes, what was everyone gonna think? but when he looked up to see your smile he started to calm down more.

you guys spent the rest of the day messing around and going to your favorite shops.

this however was a one day thing,but you guys continued to hang out after school. he even went as far as helping you with your homework!

it was awhile before he confessed his feeling for you, but when he did was when you life changed. You felt the need to be at school more so that you could be around him more.

he loved seeing your beautiful smile inside and outside of school so even if you decided to leave school he will be here for you no matter what.

Yami Bakura:

he was the one who found you, he noticed how well you were able to sneak around and knew he could use you to his advantage. So when you snuck off of campus he followed you.

At first it was surprising seeing this new side of the sweet boy you knew, but that quickly passed when he promised to pay you for your work.

thats pretty much who it all started, it was official business at first. you trying to find these items he requested, while he stayed at school pretending to be this good kid.

With each interaction the two of you had the more flirting there was, the closer you got. Eventually he claimed you as his own, and you two became this dynamic duo.

during the school day you got more texts, some where business the others were just sin typed on a phone (which made you job a little harder)

When school was over you would hand him the information that you got and he would give rewards.

you never realized how much you would love this devil of a man but you simply couldnt get enough of him.

Marik Ishtar:

this guy is the prince of rebellion, so when he saw strolling through the streets with a sucker in your mouth he knew you skipping classes doing your own thing.

He doesnt know what came over him but he slowly rode beside you asking if you would like around town. You dont usually take rides from people you just met, but something told you you could trust him so you did.

the two of your drove around and outside of domino, and you never had so much fun in a long time so when the sun set and he dropped you off at a park close to your home, you gave him your number.

you two spent day and night texting each other, you got to learn about him and he got to learn about you.

on the days you decided to skip class he would pick you up and you would show him all your favorite places, while he would show you his.

you two eventually had this unspoken relationship but you didnt mind because you just loved being around him.

he was glad he trusted his gut that day and picked you up, because without you he knew he would feel empty.

Yami Marik:

oh hello the king of rebellion is here to sweep you off your feet!

your not sure how he found you, but when he did there was something about you struck him as interesting and he was gonna find out.

during battle city he watched as you went against rules, and snuck around, and when you eventually got his room to look around was when he struck.

at first he was a little terrifying to talk to but eventually it wasnt as bad as you thought, and you understood where he was coming from. so agreed with him to help take down the pharaoh.

you couldnt do much but you were able to get intel on him and his friends and that was enough for him to set up plans.

They all worked out one way or another, and when he was finally crowned victorious was when he announced that you were to rule by his side.

“this new world is ours to rule, and no one will stop us my dear.”

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marvelgiggles · 4 years

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Let Me Show You

(Tony Stark x Peter Parker x Reader)

So this prompt has been sitting in my drafts since October and I’m so happy I finally finished it.

Honestly, I’ve felt like my writing has been trash lately so I hope you guys enjoy this one. :)

To say you were nervous was an understatement, although you knew that the situation would be fine. Peter was coming over to the compound for the weekend, he’s done that before, but this time was different only because you two were dating now. Since you lived with all of the Avengers and you were adopted into the group when you were little, they were all parental figures in your life and extremely overprotective. You were scared at they were going to embarrass you and make things uncomfortable.

“When is the Spiderling coming?” Tony asked you as you were patiently waiting by the window so you could see when Happy drove into the driveway. You just shrugged continuing to look out the window. “Well no funny business while he’s here.” Tony said making his way toward the lab to tinker with something. Suddenly you saw Happy’s car and ran toward the front door to greet Peter.

So far, everything was going really well but you couldn’t help but still be on edge about something going wrong. Whether one of the Avengers decided to ‘interrogate’ Peter or telling Peter and embarrassing story about you. You and Peter were cuddled on the couch watching a move with Tony, and Peter seemed to notice your tense state and nervous gestures.

“Hey. What’s wrong?” He asked as he squeezed you closer to his side and kissed your temple. “I want to help.” He whispered in your ear. You felt like your heart was slowly melting inside your chest.

“Yeah, Y/N. Lighten up a little bit.” Tony said as he poked your side. You gasped and curled further into Peter. “Well that might help you lighten up a little more. Hey, Pete you know that Y/N is ticklish right?” You couldn’t believe that Tony would make it sound so casual, while you didn’t mind being tickled, but you would have liked Peter to find out later and accidentally rather than the information just being handed to him. You looked up at Peter to see an evil glint in his eyes.

“No, I didn’t.”

“Well here let me show you.” Before you could blink Tony had grabbed you from Peters side and gently laid you down on the couch and sat on your waist so you couldn’t get away. You were already giggling and covering you face to hide the blush that had already formed. “Pete grab her wrists.” As Peter did so you saw Tony’s smiling face.

“Look at you already giggling.” Tony teased you. “Also teasing her throughout will make her blush more and make it tickle more for her.” Tony said casually looking at Peter. “Now Y/N where should I start?” You shook your head back and forth not wanting to give it away so easily. “If that’s how you want to play.” Tony starting tickling your hips first. You screamed out in giggles and tried your best to get away from his hands, but you were immobilized and had no choice but to take it.

“Y/N, your laugh is so cute. I’m going to have to do this all the time now.” Peter stated as he watched Tony torture you with tickles.

“As you can see Pete, her hips are ticklish if you just simply squeeze them but you will get a better reaction if you do the same thing to her sides.” Tony said as he rapidly squeezed up and down your sides, resulting in you screeching with giggles as you desperately tried to get out of Tony and Peter’s grip.

“Oh no Y/N. Does this tickle too much? But you can’t get away you just have to endure these tickles.” Tony continued to tease you, “Okay, Pete, now this is something super important. Always make sure that our precious Y/N has all of her ribs.”

Tony started to squeeze right at the bottom of your ribcage and you squealed incessantly and continued to squeal as he worked his way up your ribcage. “Although sometimes she makes too much noise so you loose count and have to start over.” Tony started counting your ribs again. You squealed and started to squirm away from his fingers. Tony stopped and playfully scolded you, “Y/N if you don’t stop squirming how are we going to know if you have more than 3 ribs.”Tony finally finished counting all of your ribs after multiple tries.

Thankfully Tony stopped to let you catch your breath. “Any questions so far there Pete?”

“Are her feet ticklish too?” You felt your heart stop. Your feet were your second most ticklish spot, even though it wasn’t your worst spot you still couldn’t handle your feet getting touched. You couldn’t even get foot massages or pedicures it tickled to much.

“They are actually her second most ticklish spot.” Tony said as he quickly turned around so you couldnt see what he was going to to. “Also if you tickle her feet like this is makes it worse because she can’t see what’s coming.” Tony stated. Tony lightly started to flutter his fingers up and down your feet causing you to giggle lightly and try and protect one of your feet by covering it with the other one, but that just left the opposite foot open to Tony’s tickles.

After a while Tony got bored lightly tickling your feet so he decided to scratch the sides of your feet which caused you to shriek and arch your back. You started laughing hysterically trying, somehow, to break out of Tony and Peter’s hold. Tony continued to torment you all over your feet, the sides, arches, and toes. “Now Pete, while everywhere on her feet is ticklish. If you scratch right above her heels,” he trailed off to scratch where he described. You let out Tickle Me Elmo like giggles. “You get adorable giggles like this.”

You couldn’t stop, that’s all that your brain could think of. You tried to make your giggles sound more like a human than a stupid child’s toy but you couldn’t.

Finally you felt Tony stop tickling your feet. Tony turned around and sat down on your waist again. He was just poking around your stomach and ribs to keep you laughing, “Now Y/N do you want to tell Parker your worst spot, or should I show him?” You were shaking your head back and forth trying to deal with the ticklish sensations coursing through your body.

“Y/N! You’re keeping secrets from me.” Peter asked you shocked and in mock hurt. “Why would you keep something like this from me.”

“Behehecause, Ihihi dohohohon’t wahahahant yohohohou tohohohoho knohohohohow!” You stated through your laughter.

“Well if that’s how it’s going to be. I guess you had this coming.” Tony suddenly started tickling your collarbones. You started convulsing with laughter and immediately tried to shove your shoulders in your ears, but that just ended up trapping Tony’s hands. “Oh no, my hands are trapped. I can’t get them out.”

“Y/N. You’re going to have to let his hands go or Mr. Stark is just going to keep tickling you.” Peter joined in on the teasing. You couldn’t laugh anymore, all you could do is lie there and endure the horrific tickling sensations coursing through you.

“Yeah, Y/N just let my hands go and this all stops.”

Your face must have turned blue at this point because Tony ended up taking his hands away and he just left you there giggling and Peter let your arms go. You were weakly pushing at Tony to get off of your waist so you could go hide of embarrassment. Tony just chuckled and kissed your forehead and got off your waist and walked out of the living room, but not before calling “Be safe kids.”

You and Peter made your way back to the couch to continue watching where your movie left off. After a while Peter pulled you close to his side, “Y/N?” You looked up at him and saw an evil smirk on his face. “Tony never told me if your armpits were ticklish.” Peter was quick to act on his words and the living room was once again filled with your laughter.

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