#i should find something calming to do... maybe video games...

[stirdrawsandreblaws]

resigning myself to the facts that a) i can't finish the work i need to do without cleaning my room bc my brain is shitting itself and b) i'm too tired to clean it right now so i'm not gonna get work done

i need to just take a break day properly instead of sitting in agony... and i can't tell other people it's important to rest if i can't make rest a priority for myself, so...maybe i'll just try chillin out a lil bit

[strulovitches]

first move (?)

cbf!lance x f!reader

summary : basically you and lance are childhood best friends and one day when he was sitting spread eagle it makes you h*rny and some suggestive stuff ensues.

a/n : inspired by lance sitting spread eagle in that one video. you know which vid i’m talking about. this has been in my notes for so long and it really isn’t written very well but i just thought i should put this out there in case anyone would enjoy it lmao. so,,,, if you’re a lance enjoyer,,,, have fun!

you locked your phone, staring at your reflection as the screen turned dark. qualifying had just finished about half an hour ago and from where you were standing in lance’s motorhome you could still hear the distant cheers outside, undoubtedly celebrating a rare occasion where pole position was a car that wasn’t a red bull. lance had invited you to this race, just like all the other dozens of times you have attended a grand prix weekend. the relationship you have with lance is kind of cute, both of your fathers were long-time friends which meant that you knew lance ever since he was a little boy racing go-karts around montreal. growing up together, you were there when he first won his go-kart championship and he was there to comfort you when you first failed your maths test. a childhood best friends trope at its finest.

more than a decade has passed which has seen both you and lance grow to become a man and a woman. you thought about how lance was no longer a scrawny boy with a bowl haircut. he grew to be a handsome young man, his job requiring him to train religiously and as a result gain muscle. his skinny arms, ones which you used to compare with chicken legs grew thicker, his chest wider, and he soon towered over you. throughout these past few years, you always found yourself staring at his shirtless torso a bit too long during both of your family’s annual yacht trips together. you wanted to cup his face in your hands and at the same time his broad back made you wonder what it would feel like your dig your nails into it. you chastised yourself, how could you have thoughts like that about your childhood best friend? despite that, you weren’t oblivious to the glances lance would give you as well. lance too, noticed your physical changes.

his cheeky teases turned into flirtations and once innocent hugs lingered a bit longer as you both savoured being held by each other. so were both you and lance sort of pining for each other? well, yes. has anyone made a first move? nope. (but maybe that’s going to change now)

lance walked in plopping down on the couch with a huff. his legs were spread and arms on the couch rest throwing his head back

you felt like you were in a trance. your eyes trained on his neck watching his adam’s apple bob trying to catch his breath from his sprint. the sweat on his face was dripping on to the towel he had on his neck. he was always so sweaty after sessions in the car for some reason. your gaze trailed down his body seeing how his fireproofs perfectly hugged his biceps, chest and torso. the longer you stared at his thighs made thoughts made your mind wander about what was beneath his pants. slowly, you felt your face flush. the heat pooling in your stomach was starting to intensify the longer you spent gazing at him.

you broke your trance to find a pair of cheeky brown eyes already staring back. a stupid cocky smirk plastered on his stupid handsome face. obviously, you’ve been caught checking him out.

‘like what you see?’ and so, the teasing game begins

you give him a once over again, trying to sound nonchalant. ‘definitely’ you paused. ‘close your legs before i do something stupid’ you continued, fumbling with your phone to calm down your racing heart.

he let out a laugh. ‘i’m intrigued now. come on, nothing will be too stupid.’ you hear him persuade.

moments pass. were you really going to be the first one to make a move?

fuck it. you placed your phone on the table and walked towards him, never breaking eye contact. stopping in between his legs you gaze down at him. he still has that stupid smile on his face.

staring into his eyes, you slowly start to kneel. your hands place themselves on his knees as you feel the plush carpet underneath your knees. you could see his eyes turn dark and his smile falter. his relaxed posture becomes apprehensive, slowly sitting up at this turn of events. you smile as your hands slide up his legs and place your cheek on his thigh, lips dangerously close to somewhere he would rather them be. clearly, there’s no need to explain what something stupid is.

‘happy now stroll?’ you lilt, seeing his jaw clench at your precarious position.

‘no, show me what you’ve got’ he continues.

giving him your best doe eyes, you bring your lips to the canadian flag printed on the navel of his racing suit. hands still on his thighs, you start kissing each letter of his name printed. you could feel your chin brushing against his crotch every time you shift.

‘how about now?’ you tilt your head looking up at him.

he doesn’t look too happy when he cups your jaw with his hand. ‘teasing isn’t nice you know.’ he says, brushing your bottom lip with his thumb.

you catch his thumb between your teeth as you give it a lick. a teasing glint appears in your eyes, opening your mouth to release his thumb. ‘then don’t start’ you finish, pushing his legs wider as you use the momentum to stand up as you move to amble away.

what a fucking temptress. he curses in his mind. ‘1-0 stroll! it’s your turn to make a move!’ he hears you yell out. just you wait baby, just you wait.

[crushculture03]

please do a vinnie imagine about her girlfriend taking off her promise ring after an argument

No Promises

Summary : Vinnie and you get into a fight, which escalates into your taking of your promise ring he gave you

Pairing : Vinnie Hacker x Fem!Reader

Warnings : Cursing, fighting

Notes: Hope you enjoy anon! i’m sorry it’s so short

"Vinnie, where are you?" you shout as you walk up the stairs, anger courses through your veins at each step. This wasn't the first time something like this happened, he had forgotten to pick you up before, but this time was even worse since it was currently pouring outside and you had forgotten an umbrella, so now you trudged up the stairs angry and soaking wet.

You swing his gaming room door open, "Hey baby what's wrong?" he asks, not even taking his eyes away from the screen. "What's wrong?! What's wrong is my boyfriend rather play video games then pick me up from work" you shout. Vinnies eyes go wide, he immediately pauses the game and turns toward you, finally taking in your appearance. "Fuck baby I'm so sorry, I was streaming and time got away from me" he says. You roll your eyes "This is the 3rd time this has happened! And this time I was stood in the pouring rain" you yell, gesturing to your water soaked clothes. "I know I'm sorry baby please I'm sorry it won't happen again" he pleads. "Thats what you said the first two times" you shout back, still in shock that he had forgotten to pick you up again.

"You know what? It's fine really it's fine" you scoff, before turning on your heel and walking to the bathroom so you could change and take a hot shower after being stuck in the pouring rain. Once you were changed and freshly showered, you made your way down to the kitchen to get something warm to drink. You see your boyfriend out of the corner of your eye, but decide to ignore him, as you were still incredibly upset with him.

"Have you calmed down now?" he asks, which infuriates you, he still seems to not be taking anything seriously. "Fuck off Vin" you say, before stomping out of the kitchen and into the living room. "Come on baby you know it was a honest mistake" he says, starting to feel himself get upset at the fact you won't just accept his apology. "Yeah a mistake that happened 3 times" you say back, "Come on you know how important it is to get these streams in, it's what makes money so we can live here!" he snaps. "More important than your girlfriend?" you yell back, in disbelief, "I didn't say that and you know it" he responds back, "Yeah but you implied it" you sneer. "Look if the streams and games are more important, maybe you should give this to your computer" you shout as you pull the promise ring he gave you off your finger and throw it at him, before storming out of the living room and into the guest bedroom.

You slam the door behind you, quickly locking it, before crawling onto the bed and crying. You didn't care if he thought you were overreacting, you knew you had a valid reason to be upset. "Baby please open up" you hear him say as he knocks on the door, but you refuse to move. "Go away Vinnie" you shout back, not wanting to see him.  "Please Y/N can we talk" he begged, "Please just go away" you yell back, before breaking into a sob.

You knew deep down you needed to tell him how you were feeling, not just about this incident, but about your guys relationship. You felt like he started to ignore you lately, you would try to do things with him but he would always say he couldn't because he had to stream. Today was just your breaking point, and when you realized that his games seemed to mean more to him then you.

Vinnie slid down against the locked door, throwing his head in his hands and sighing out of frustration. He knew he fucked up big time, and hoped he could find a away to fix it. "I'm sorry y/n, I know i've been dismissive towards you lately, fuck i'm so stupid. I guess sometimes I get so in the zone I forget what's going on around me, which I know is a shitty excuse but its true. You have every right to be pissed at me. I've been such a shitty boyfriend lately, just know things are going to be different now I promise." he says, before standing up.

Before he could walk away you opened the door. He turns to face you "Baby I'm so sorry" he says, and walks towards you. "I know vin" you say back, "It just feels like this relationship has been so one sided lately and I feel like I'm just not important to you anymore" you say as tears pour down your face. His heart breaks when he hears you say that. "Y/N, you're the most important thing In my life, I'm sorry that I ever made you doubt that" he says and pulls you into a tight embrace.

The two of you cry in eachothers arms for a few minutes before pulling away. "How about we watch movie together, then tomorrow go out on a date and just spend the whole day together, just you and me, no technology" he suggests. You nod your head "Sounds good Vin" you respond. You hope that what he promised would come true and knowing Vinnie it probably would.

"Do you have the ring?" you ask, as the two of you are curled up on the couch. "Yeah" he says, as he pulls the ring out of his pocket. You put your hand out for him, signaling for him to slid it back on your finger. He finally takes the hint and slowly slides the promise ring back on your finger. "I love you" he says, "I love you too" you respond, before pulling him in for a kiss.

[gideongravesbf]

hi :3 and welcome! Here with a request! I was wondering if you could do Wallace wells with a reader who’s pretty shy and awkward when it comes to going to party’s and talking to people? And maybe how Wallace helps them become more comfortable in social settings? Thank you!

yayy first request on this blog :D !!!!! i love this request bc i suck at social intetactions :') and i def need a wallace in my life 2 motivate me 2 step outside my comfort zone

hope u like it !!!

★★★★

wallace is typically super outgoing and social. that's why when he started dating you, he made it his goal to help you become more comfortable in social situations. he needs someone to party with him and who better than the love of his life ?

he starts by inviting you to meet his friends individually. he would probably take you to meet scott first, since scott is also kinda awkward but endearing in his own way. scott probably talks your ear off about obscure video game references.

eventually, he starts inviting you to group hang outs to have you get accustomed to talking to multiple people at once and navigating group conversations.

if those kinds of situations stress you out as well, then he would never ridicule you for it. he'd subtly nudge you into joining the conversation where he finds fit so that you aren't stuck second guessing when you should speak. if you mess up somehow by speaking out of turn or saying something embarrassing or awkward, he'd quickly cover for you and be so smooth doing it that no one else even thinks that you messed up.

once you get to the parties and clubs kind of interaction, he'll practically be glued to your hip. he would never think about leaving you high and dry at an event where you're slightly uncomfortable. he socializes and mingles with you, inviting you into conversations with any stranger he meets at these events so that you don't feel left out.

if you ever express extreme discomfort in a situation or tell him that you're starting to feel overwhelmed, he would quickly excuse the two of you and take you home where he gives you some tlc. he'd make you tea (if you like it) to calm you down and cuddle with you to reassure you that he isn't upset with you for needing to leave.

[yanderehsr]

Hello!! This is my first time sending a ask to this blog so sorry if I break any rules- ^^;

I just wanted to ask for a Lumine! Reader, where they have a bad mental breakdown, full on falling to the ground and sobbing hard cuz they are looking for something very important that they lost and they've been asking everyone for help but those people ask for something in return before they help but then they never help in the end, just using the Reader-

Can it be with Himeko, Silver wolf, Stelle and Bronya?

( Poor Lumine, she just wants to find her brother but everyone's asking for stuff in return before they help and than they never fulfill their part of the deal )

I know😭 Lumine has to deal with so much and she gets so little in return

Hope you'll enjoy😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping

Himeko: She feels guilty over it but she has waited for this exact moment, for you to come crying to her and she can comfort you. She loves you so much but you never seem to have enough time to notice.

Himeko will hug you, she holds you in place with one hand while the other softly rubs your back, you can't notice because of your position but she is smiling right now, she won't let you go back to searching, you will stay with her from now on. She will not take a no for an answer.

"The world is just full of bad people isn't that right, whatever it is you're looking for can wait right? I'll always be here for you, so why don't you just stay"

Silver Wolf: She feels sad over that maybe she is one of the reasons for your breakdown, she asked for your help in the past, she regrets ever doing that now, she takes you to her home and you play video games together, she isn't very good at comforting so this will have to do.

Silver Wolf let's you lie down on her bed and fall asleep, she joins you later and big spoons you, she knows what she has to do, she needs to hide you from the world, you are too precious, too lovely to ever let go, now be comforted in the safety of her arms cus you aren't leaving anytime soon.

"Oh, you wonder where the door is? Well I removed it, I don't want you to continue your search... I-I love you too much to let you have another breakdown"

Stelle: She knows how it is, a lot of people ask her for help as well, only difference is that Stelle doesn't have a goal that gets set back whenever she helps others, actually Stelle makes sure to help you more than others, so that she is the most important in your life.

So when you come running and cries into Stelle's arms that is when she makes a decision, you shouldn't have to deal with people when they only hurt you so much, Stelle leaves the Astral Express and joins you instead, she'll make sure you only know happiness from now on, now she just needs to convince you to stop searching and instead focus all of your attention on her instead, as it should be.

"There is no reason to cry anymore, I wont let you talk with anyone else again, I'm going to help you, so let me see a smile on that pretty face"

Bronya: She regrets not kidnapping you when she first fell for you, instead she let you go to search for what you lost, but each day without you made her feel more lonely, her mind drifted to darker thoughts, she has decorated a room for you decorated with stars and with a fluffy bed for your enjoyment. And chains ready to be used to keep you there

Bronya when she sees you again and you're crying, breaking down and begging for comfort leads you to that room where she will comfort you to her fullest capabilities. When you get tired and falls asleep on the bed is when she chains you down, this is how you should be, comfortable and safe with her by your side.

"Calm down, I know you can't move very much but it's for the best isn't it? Now you don't need to deal with any of the stress and betrayals, now all you need to do is think of and love me"

[misc-obeyme]

You should do how the brothers embarrassed them self in from of mc

Hello!

Okay, I really thought it was going to take me a lot more time to get to this. But even a life as dull as mine can be unpredictable lol. I was planning to start the 1k event today and I just didn't get to it, so I decided to do this request instead!

While this is the fluffy, totally sfw version, I kept thinking about how easy it would be to make a prompt like this nsfw. I definitely enjoyed writing this the way it is, but I might be willing to do a nsfw if there is interest in such a thing.

Thanks for the request!

the brothers embarrass themselves in front of GN!MC

Warnings: none!

Lucifer

He doesn't get embarrassed too often and most of the time it's embarrassment on behalf of one of his brothers. He's also really good at acting like any clumsy thing he does was fully on purpose. So you likely won't experience anything truly embarrassing unless the two of you are alone and he's let his guard down a little.

Maybe you just brought him a drink that he accidentally spills all over you or himself. Perhaps he's walking across his room toward you and randomly just trips over his own feet. If you're the only one there, he won't try as hard to brush it off, but he probably still makes an effort.

He's mortified. You saw nothing, MC. If you breathe a word of this to anyone, he will be stringing you up later. Try not to laugh at him. If you do, he'll probably just sit down somewhere and cover his face because he's blushing too much.

Lucifer is going to need you to reassure him in those moments. He's going to threaten you and act stoic, but you can see how bad he's blushing. Tell him that it's cute. Tell him that you like when he does silly things like this. Kiss him to make him feel better.

Mammon

Easily embarrassed, especially when he tries to be honest about his feelings for you. If there are other people around, he'll be blushing as he denies that he likes you. If it's just the two of you, he won't deny it, but he'll still be blushing and stuttering and embarrassed.

Less embarrassed about things like tripping or even falling victim to his brothers' pranks. He's also not embarrassed if you happen to find him strung up, but he will beg you to get him down. He's more resilient to this type of embarrassment.

Tease it out of him when you're alone. Ask him how he feels about you or if he wants to go on a date with you. Watch him blush profusely. Of course ya wanna go on a date with the Great Mammon, MC! Ya don't hafta ask! He's trying so hard to cover his embarrassment with this bravado, it's really cute.

Mammon doesn't need much reassurance from you to calm down. All you have to do is something simple like taking his hand or telling him how much you like to spend time with him. Kiss him and he might get a little embarrassed at first, but then he's just going to kiss you back.

Leviathan

He's probably the most easily embarrassed brother. He's sometimes embarrassed just to be himself. There's no doubt that any time you do anything flirty towards him, that will embarrass him pretty thoroughly. But anything can do it, really, and he's not very good at covering it up.

The place Levi is least likely to get embarrassed is alone in his room with you. But of course all you have to do is say something about how much you like him and it's game over. He's completely flustered, blushing, stammering, unable to even look at you.

If he was playing a video game at the time, it will be a literal game over because you'll have embarrassed him so much. Please, MC! Take his fragile otaku heart into consideration! You get to decide if you back off and let him finish his game or if you make it worse by kissing him.

He doesn't relax, even if you decide to kiss him. This absolutely sends him over the edge. He's embarrassed by how much he wants to hold you, how much he cares about you, how easily he responds to your touch. You can try to talk him down, tell him it's okay, but he's still going to have a hard time dealing with his embarrassment.

Satan

Satan doesn't embarrass easily, but it's something that can happen in certain circumstances. He's also good at acting like there's nothing embarrassing happening, but his little blush often gives him away. If it's something more serious, he will lock himself in his room and not come out.

Any time he says anything about how much he cares for his brothers or if they say something like that to him, he's embarrassed. But the big things are if he flies into a rage and then later calms down and sees the destruction he's left. That's when he might lock himself away.

If you try to talk to him at these times, he's going to brush you off at first. Don't talk to him right now, MC. You can't help. If you're persistent, he will listen to you. Reassure him that there's nothing to be embarrassed about, no matter what it was that happened.

He's going to really respond to your words. Forgets what he was embarrassed about pretty quickly because he's suddenly overcome by the way your words make him feel. The fact that you care enough for him to talk to him like that makes him want nothing more than to pull you into his arms. Now he's the one kissing you.

Asmodeus

There really isn't too much that will embarrass Asmo. However, if there is something, it would be something that went wrong with his appearance. Maybe he put his shirt on inside out that morning or his hair got messed up in the wind and he didn't realize he needed to fix it. These are the kinds of things that would embarrass him, but it would be a temporary sort of embarrassment. He would just fix it and go back to looking fabulous.

Not the kind of demon to get embarrassed by tripping or even spilling stuff on himself. He'll be upset about it, but he's not embarrassed. He might get embarrassed if someone made fun of him for something, but he'll recover quickly by insulting them and hitting the mark so good that they never get over it.

The only reason he would get embarrassed with you is if he misread your signals and went in for a kiss or something only to get rejected. He handles it with grace, though, apologizing profusely while he's blushing about it. It's actually really cute. Please forgive him, MC! He just can't help himself when he's with you!

You get to decide how to handle it. Just reassuring him with words will be enough, but you can kick it up a notch by kissing him anyway. Then you know that he'll get over it and focus his attention entirely on you.

Beelzebub

Another one who is not too easily embarrassed, though it happens sometimes when he gets out of control because of his hunger. When he finally has something to eat and realizes how crazy he was, he gets a little embarrassed about it. Always apologizes about it, too.

If he does something silly like trip over himself, he's going to get a little embarrassed about that, too, but he gets over it pretty quickly. Beel never gets embarrassed about telling you how he feels, though. He's happy to do it at any time. Just ask.

If he gets embarrassed about something around you, all you have to do is reassure him. Maybe pat his arm consolingly, tell him it's okay, he'll be back to normal in no time. Lets it go pretty quickly, too.

Though you could embarrass him just a little by kissing him in public. He's only embarrassed that everyone can see how much he responds to your touch. But he doesn't let it stop him from kissing you back. He's blushing, but he doesn't care. You taste too good, MC.

Belphegor

Almost too lazy to care enough to be embarrassed about anything, but if he does something stupid in front of you, he will react. He will get really embarrassed about sending texts to the wrong person, tripping in public, or pushing on a pull door. If you're somehow involved, the embarrassment is significantly increased.

His way of coping with stuff like this is to go take a nap. Of course Belphie doesn't want to even think about the way he embarrassed himself in front of you and if he's asleep, he won't have to. If you want to console him, you'll have to go find his napping spot. It's going to be somewhere unusual because he doesn't want you to find him.

When you finally do locate him, you have a couple of options. You could just snuggle up with him and he'll cuddle you in his sleep. When he wakes up, he'll have forgotten whatever it was he was embarrassed about. Or you can try to wake him up. This will irritate him and he'll still remember what happened, so you'll have to soothe him for a bit.

Do him a favor, MC, and just forget whatever it was you saw him do, okay? Agree to forget and kiss him to make him feel better. He'll get sweet and hold onto you because you have genuinely made him feel like it's going to be okay. He's just glad you're not embarrassed to be around him.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[linawritestwst]

Hiiiii linalina!! Could i have platonic headcanons for diasomnia? (Together)

diasomnia platonic headcanons (gn!reader)

thanks for requesting, jupe! platonic headcanons can be a nice break from the romantic ones <3

♡ i imagine that lilia would most likely be the first person you end up becoming friends with. he's just a chill diasomnia dad figure who likes video games and tomato juice, what's not to love? sure, he's not exactly.. uh, good at cooking, but we all have our flaws, right? after you and lilia become close, he would try to introduce you to three other diasomnia students, who really could use a wonderful friend like you.

♡ the first one would be malleus. if lilia wants to make silver and sebek trust you, they have to see you and malleus being in a good relationship with each other.. though sebek will most likely find you suspicious anyway. also, look at malleus. this guy really needs a friend. if lilia has to choose, then malleus should definitely be the first student to introduce to you.

♡ when malleus meets you, he tries his best to hide it, but he's actually very interested in you. it's rare for him to meet a person who's not afraid of him and even have an actual conversation with them. lilia can still see it on his face: this guy is very happy to meet you. after that, lilia decides to introduce you to silver. out of the two knights, silver is definitely the most calm and chill one, so it makes sense to choose him as the second person to introduce you to.

♡ silver is a little surprised when he meets you and hears that you're friends with malleus now, but.. um, lilia is okay with it and even encourages it, so it should be fine? also, you seem like a very nice and kind person and silver doubts that you have any bad intentions. of course, maybe he's just not the best judge of character, but he just can't imagine someone like you trying to get close to diasomnia students for your own gain or something like that.

♡ .. okay, it's time to introduce you to sebek. well, that's gonna be tough. if malleus doesn't find you suspicious because he's just too happy to finally meet someone who genuinely wants to be friends with him and silver thinks you're okay because both lilia and malleus think you're nice and want you to be friends with silver, then it will take a lot of time to convince sebek that you're a good person and you're not going to hurt other three (but especially malleus) in any way.

♡ when you two finally meet, it doesn't go well, but lilia assures you that sebek is just like that and he will end up liking you sooner or later. he just needs some time to get used to you and understand what kind of person you are. and he's right: as days, weeks, maybe even months pass, sebek actually starts to warm up to you. of course, he claims that you're just imagining things and there's no way that he will ever be friends with a "weak human" like you, but you know that he actually likes you a lot. or he at least cares about you in some way.

♡ when you finally become friends with all of them, lilia makes sure you all get to hang out as often as possible. you play video games together (though malleus and sebek don't really understand how they work), you go to the movies together, read together and sometimes other nrc students can see you five just walking around and talking about random things, though it's usually you, malleus and lilia who do most of the talking meanwhile sebek just agrees with whatever malleus says. silver is just happy to be here.. or he ends up falling asleep, but he swears that it's not because he finds conversations like this boring.

♡ when it comes to going somewhere together, you or lilia are usually the ones who come up with everything. malleus doesn't even think much before agreeing to go, because he's too happy to just!! go and hang out with his little diasomnia family!! silver and sebek agree to go because lilia and malleus are going to be there.. and then silver adds that he will go because he wants to see you as well and sebek just stands there. like.. what does that mean, silver. he thought that they will go only because of lilia and malleus!! not because of this human!! what does that mean!! he's just dumb don't worry he wants to hang out with you too

♡ when it comes to hanging out with them "individually", lilia introduces you to the other music club members and you get to listen to him play his guitar.. maybe. if you're lucky to see music club members actually doing something music-related. also again, you two are gamer besties!! you also get to meet all of his little bat friends and if you forget to bring something to class or you accidentally leave something in the classroom, lilia will ask them to bring it to you.

♡ malleus is happy to meet someone who is okay with him rambling about gargoyles. he's also okay with doing anything you want to do together, he just wants to know more about you and your interests. you get to watch silver and sebek's knight training and you're also always here to gently wake silver up if he falls asleep in the middle of something. even sebek calms down a little bit when he's with someone as kind as you.

[duskspring]

Just Can’t Sleep - Rain/Chain

Domestic December - Day 13

Summary: Rain can’t sleep and makes a new acquaintance

Content (do let me know if I forgot anything!): Playfighting turned flirty, nudity, mention of weed

Word count: ~1.5k

Rain’s steps were aimless. There was a storm shaking up the area, the world outside getting thoroughly drenched. He was very sensitive to those things, as were most water ghouls. His elemental powers were stronger at times like these, but it oftentimes left him unable to sleep.

He usually liked spending time with his fellow water ghouls during this weather, but didn’t fully feel like it this time around. He didn’t feel energetic enough to make the night fun, just wanting to sleep it all away. Once he’d accepted that that wasn’t in the cards, he thought maybe he could find a place to experience the next best thing.

The rain came down harshly, but it didn’t bother him. It only served to quicken his steps. Maybe, just maybe, he’d find some rest at the bottom of the lake. Cold and isolated. Awake but calm.

He had barely stripped off his sweater and pants before walking straight in, having to come back out to remove the socks he’d forgotten about. With his back turned, he didn’t notice the ripples in the water he and the rain had not been the cause of.

Once his soaked socks had been peeled off of his feet, he made a beeline back into the lake. The water was cold, but in a comfortable way. It shook him awake a bit. Right as he prepared to fully dive in, he let out an involuntary scream as something- someone- grabbed his ankle.

A figure raised before him, letting go of him again. Water dripped from their hair onto and down their shirtless chest. They were actually fully naked, but Rain didn’t notice as he wasn’t exactly focused on looking down at their crotch area. They towered over him, tall and broad with a heavy looking, slightly rusted metal chain hanging around their neck.

The lightbulb in Rain’s mind lit up with recognition at that last detail. It was the appropriately named Chain, Papa Primo’s original water ghoul. He hadn’t been in the band for long, but still served in a position as one of the antipope’s most loyal ghouls. More importantly in the moment, Rain didn’t know if he should be scared or not. Chain never really interacted with anyone outside of his old bandmates and Papa I, if that.

“You scared me.” Chain’s voice was rough and deep, just as intimidating as he looked.

“I scared you?” Rain was appalled, “You nearly gave me a heart attack!”

His head cocked to the side, “Then I guess we’re even.” His voice was monotone. Without sparing another glance, the old ghoul turned around and made his way back into the water.

Rain didn’t make a move. He wasn’t nearly as comfortable getting in now. He was heavily considering leaving, cutting his losses and finding some video game to play all night, when Chain spoke again.

“Aren’t you coming? The storm is strong. You’ll stay restless.”

Rain felt unable to respond. He knew the other guy was right, but was still left uneasy.

Chain seemed to notice, turning his body back in Rain’s direction, “I’m sorry for scaring you, but there’s nothing to worry about.” When Rain still didn’t respond, he stepped further out of the water again, holding out his hand, “I’m Chain. And you are Rain, if I’m not mistaking. A pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

He hesitantly reached out for the handshake, “Yeah, that’s me. You know me.” It sounded like a question, yet simultaneously it didn’t.

“I know all the ghouls summoned to the ministry. Even if they don’t know me,” He explained, his grip strong and wet, “Now come.”

Chain pulled Rain with him into the water like it was nothing. They sank to the bottom together, the pressure of the water acting almost like a weighted blanket. The rain hitting the top of the lake through the trees sounded muffled under its surface. It provided some rhythmic background noise. Rain felt more at ease from the second he got down there.

He breathed in deeply through his gills. The water all around him felt like a hug. As much as he loved all the things offered above water, nothing felt quite like home like being soaked underwater.

He thoroughly enjoyed the calm serenity for a while. Alas, at some point a childish, fun loving side of him took over. He swam around happily near the floor, calmly at first. He inspected the muddy dirt and the little pebbles that rested on it with his eyes and hands, before eventually picking up his speed. He twisted in circles, enjoying how the water flowed past his limbs, tickling his fingers and toes.

Meanwhile, Chain sat unmovingly with his legs crossed. The chain seemed to anker him down, allowing him to stay there without the struggle of floating upwards. At first, Rain was worried he was disrupting the other guy’s peace, but he figured Chain could call him out if he was bothered. He didn’t even want to try resting anymore. He'd done his best, but sitting still just wasn’t Rain’s style during storms.

After a little while, Chain apparently gave up himself, removing the weight from around his shoulders to swim towards Rain. He experimentally moved his arm to cause a ripple in the water to tickle the smaller ghoul’s stomach. Rain giggled, as much as he could underwater, and returned a similar motion. The two built up a rhythm, swimming around each other like dolphins, playfully wrestling around. Their webbed hands and feet helped them move underwater faster than humans ever could.

Rain smiled, his mood improved, fully energized and awake at last. He swam up to Chain, managing to softly bite him on the arm.

The bigger ghoul pulled back, determinedly growling before he rushed towards his playmate. Rain tried escaping, pushing his feet off the ground to make his way halfway onto the lake’s shore before his ankle was grabbed for a second time that night. He yelped as Chain pulled him back slightly, climbing over him and grabbing his wrists to pin him down.

“I win.” He proudly proclaimed, baring his teeth. He was having the time of his life. He hadn’t playfought with anyone in years, preferring to be in his solitude most of the time. Add to that how most of his old bandmates didn’t have the same youthful energy this new ghoul had. He’d never realized before how much he had missed the feeling.

Rain, while he greatly enjoyed the game as well, couldn’t deny how his face was heating up at the close proximity between them. Especially since he’d become painfully aware of Chain’s lack of clothing, “Yeah,” He panted, suddenly out of breath, “Yeah, you got me.”

Neither of them made an effort to move or change position. Rain looked at Chain expectantly, though he wasn’t sure what he was waiting for. Or perhaps he did, and he simply refused to admit it.

Chain was hesitant himself, not wanting to ruin what fun they’d had that night but tired of living his lonely life at the bottom of the lake. He didn’t want to be the ministry’s cryptid anymore, tonight cemented that in his mind.

He didn’t really have anything to lose. At least, that’s what he told himself when he leaned in ever so slightly closer.

“Rain..!” Chain froze as the called for ghoul to the side. The shout had been distant, the noise barely travelling all the way through the heavy droplets plummeting down upon the earth.

“You’re expected.” Chain leaned up a little higher, looking in the general direction of where the shout had come from.

“You can come with me if you’d like.” Rain offered, hoping to spend a little more time with his new acquaintance.

The response he got was a disagreeing shake of the head, “I can only handle so much in one night.” Chain sat up further, moving to sit right next to Rain, their legs still touching, “I’m sorry.”

“No, no, don’t be,” The younger ghoul quickly sat up as well, “I get it.”

“Rain..!” The shout sounded closer, now clearly identifiable as Mist.

“Go. Spent the night with your friends,” With a quiet sigh, he stood up straight, his ankles submerged in the lake, “You’ll know where to find me.”

Rain watched speechlessly as the big ghoul made his way back towards the bottom of the lake, only looking back right before his head went under, sending him a quick grin before disappearing.

“Dude, there you are,” Mist ran up, having missed Chain by barely a second, “Delta just nicked some of Primo’s personal supply. We may actually be able to sleep tonight.” She said quickly, her voice enthusiastic, by her standards at least.

“...Cool,” Rain still hadn’t looked away from the lake, his gaze transfixed on where Chain had been just a moment before. Mist putting a hand on his shoulder was the thing to finally snap him out of it. He turned his head, speaking before she could, “Let’s go.”

[My Main Masterlist | Domestic December Masterlist]

[confusedblakex]

'Kiri and the Ice Boy' Quick Story and Headcannons

Pairing: Eijiro Kirishima X (Male) Gepard-inspred Reader

Warnings: Cussing (Bakugo)

Requested by: @averagetoyakinnie

Notes: I find I relate to Gepard's personlity, so this came to me far more easily than I anticipated (Reader has a crystal quirk)

Last edited: 20th May 2023

Kiri never expected to be with someone so serious

Not to say that you didn’t have a playful side, but to be honest he never thought he’d get with anyone romanticly

And you weren’t always serious, you were just very committed

You are the eldest child in a bloodline of heroes, so of course you are

But you’re kind and understanding

You always laugh at his jokes (the not so stupid ones at least)

And you are immensely supportive

You are perfect for bringing him back down to earth when he works himself up

And he always goes to you when he has issues with self worth

In return, he helps you relax

He gives you a reason to fight that isn’t just your family name

And of course you train together

Your Crystal quirk perfectly compliments his hardening, making for a very interesting battle

Though you decide to keep your relationship secret at the beginning, it isn’t long before Mina figures it out

--- “Hey Kiriiii?” She asked, and Kirishima hummed in response.

“You and (y/n) are together, aren’t you?”

“What? N-No! Of course not, we’re just close friends-” He said, trying to calm his nerves. He hadn’t talked to you about what would happen if someone found out, this could be disastrous-

“HEY GUYS! Kirishima and (y/n) are in looooooooove~”

“Mina!” ---

But don’t worry, it wasn’t too terrible and Mina was actually very supportive

Sure, the whole class knows, but it could have been worse

And Kirishima promised he’d never drag you into the Bakusquad

Not purposefully at least, you always somehow end up in their mischief

You are never particularly PDA though

Only in private when you can properly relax

Often with the two of you trying to curl up as small as possible into the other

You and him both have issues of feeling like you needed to be strong and - as Kiri puts it - ‘manly’

Perhaps toxic masculinity? Or maybe just the way you were raised

You expected yourself to be strong and unwavering as others expected of you

And it took a long time of you and Kiri being together before you could let go of it

Even then, it was only something you dropped when with him in private

You both take turns being the little spoon, a system that you put in place to minimise either of you accidentally missing your turn

And of course you help Kiri study all the time

He wasn’t at all bad, just insecure

And it’s far better than with Bakugo

Who hates you, by the way

You’re very powerful with a strong sense of justice and duty

--- “Stop playing defensively, ice boy!” He yelled.

“You are too reckless with your attacks, Bakugo,” You said calmly, “Innocent people may end up getting hurt,”

“Why the fuck should I care?!” He yelled back.

“Only by becoming a shield for the people is one worthy of the title ‘hero’!” You declared proudly, countering his argument.

“Uhh… you guys do realise it’s just a video game, right?” ---

But that isn’t too bad, Kiri is the perfect mediator for the two of you

Though he does get worried with your sometimes self-sacrificing behaviour

It’s something you work through together

The burden of being the youngest in a hero family is a heavy one, but it is a burden he will shoulder with you

You two are the most loyal couple ever

Literally nothing will get in between you two

[strawberrymilk-sunshine]

I just wanted to say goodbye to my friend, and now I'm in a different world!

Yes I isekai-ed the otaku.

Why? Because I thought it'd be funny :)

Warning(s): Idia has a panic attack, invasions of privacy, Idia refers to himself as a "pathetic little meow meow", murder, hiding of a body

Something's wrong. Everything's fine. You're falling. You're standing upright. You feel nauseous. You feel fine. You're everywhere. You're nowhere. It's day. It's night. It's too bright. It's so dark. You're super healthy. You're deathly ill. You're freezing. You're burning. Life is just now beginning. It's the end of the world. You're dead. You're alive.

The universe folds in on itself as you fall home. You're in between worlds, you're in a state of being that should not exist, you're in a contradictory world.

And then, you're home. You're in your bedroom. A place you've longed to return to these past months. As cool as Twisted Wonderland was, and as much as you'll miss the friends you made there, you're happy to be home.

You immediately lay down on your comfortable bed, and-

Wait, is that someone screaming?

As you were ready to finally return to your normal life, someone else fell through your bedroom mirror onto the floor.

...that can't be good.

Idia slowly opens his eyes, realizing someone is calling his name.

"Idia...! Idia, are you ok?"

Maybe when he opens his eyes, he'll be in the world of his favourite anime, or a video game... that would be cool.

He opens his eyes... only to see you, staring him down, looking concerned.

"(Y/...N)...?" He asks. "What... are you doing here...? I thought you were... going back home..."

"Well, I was, but... well... um..." You didn't know how to tell him.

Idia looked around, realizing he wasn't in the mirror chamber.

"(Y/N)... where are we...?" He cautiously asked.

"We're, uh... in my world."

"WHAT."

Idia stood up and turned to the mirror on the wall. He looked different. His hair was still blue, but... it was actual hair, it wasn't made of fire. His lips weren't blue, the dark circles under his eyes looked more like they were caused by sleep deprivation and less like they were something he was born with, his teeth were less sharp...

"M-mirror, take me back to Twisted Wonderland!" Nothing happened. "Dark mirror, take me back to Twisted Wonderland...!" Again, nothing. "Mirror of d-darkness, take me home!" Clearly, nothing was going to happen. "Ok, ok, uh... mirror mirror on the wall, t-take me home or you shall f-fall!"

"Idia, magic doesn't exist in my world!" You told him.

"...oh no." He squeaked.

Idia fell to the ground, head in this hands.

"Hey, calm down! I-I'm sure everything will be fine!" You tried to assure him. "Yeah, we don't have magic, but I'm sure we'll find some way to send you home! Like how we found a way to get me home!"

Idia was playing with his hair out of anxiety. Combing through it with his fingers, pulling it, twirling it... he does this normally, but it's so different now that it's not made of magical fire.

"Idia, are you ok...?"

"No (Y/N)! I-I'm very much not ok! I can't use magic, my body feels different, I just saw the universe I know melt away into this one and fold in on itself, colours I didn't know existed, beings I couldn't possibly begin to comprehend, I think I'm going to vomit, my heart is beating out of my chest, NOT TO MENTION I'M STUCK IN A DIMENSION THAT DOESN'T HAVE MAGIC THEREFORE I CAN'T GO HOME!" Idia was hyperventilating.

"Ok ok, Idia, hey!" You grabbed his shoulders. "You're ok! You're fine! W-why don't you have a quick shower? Maybe that'll help?"

"...yeah... yeah, maybe you're right." Idia said. "Hell, even just standing while the water falls down on me would help, I think..."

You were downstairs, making sure nobody stole any of your stuff in the few months you were gone.

Idia walked down the stairs. He had a towel wrapped around his head. When you noticed him, you smiled and waved.

"It felt nice to... actually shower... without worrying about my hair going out." Idia admitted. "I guess... living in a world without magic for a while won't be... too bad..."

"Well, I'm glad you're feeling better."

"You have anime and video games in your world, right?"

"Yeah."

"I should be fine, then." Idia stuck his hands in the pockets of his sweater.

"I have a few consoles, if you wanna play something!" You told him.

"Be prepared to not see me for a few days, I'm gonna play all your games on all your consoles- not only play them, I'm gonna 100% complete them including alternate endings and side quests." Idia smiled.

Days go by. You still have no idea how to get Idia back home. The best thing you can do is hope that Crowley and such are trying to find some way to bring Idia back.

"Before I was transported to your world, I was trying to apply for a job... and it's probably safe to say I didn't get the job." You said, laying your head on the table and stirring your tea.

"Yeah, rough." Idia said. "Uh, well... if you wanna keep trying to find a job, I could... I could... t-take care of the house... while you're gone."

"Wow, really? Thanks so much, Idia!" You got up from your seat and hugged Idia. You never noticed how much his hair helped you figure out what he was feeling until now.

"Uh y-yeah, no p-p-problem (Y/N)...!!"

Idia just found a way to stay home all day, put in minimal effort, and live in your house without paying rent or feeling guilty about not paying rent. Score for him!

Idia basically just had to work as a maid for you until he finds a way back home. Epic. It's easy mode, a beginner quest! He can do that no problem!

He even found a few quest rewards. A few snacks, some photos of you, some more... private photos of you, and... your journal.

You wrote about how you wanted your life to be different, how you wanted somebody, anybody to be there for you... aw, how sad!

...Idia thought about things. Is his life really all that better in Twisted Wonderland...?

"Maybe... I don't have to go home."

You noticed Idia acting much more... I don't know, loving? It felt strange, you're not used to him acting like this, it just didn't feel right.

He eventually revealed a secret to you. Apparently, his friends back at NRC (what little friends he did have) had found a way back for him, but he declined to go back. He chose to stay in your world.

"N-no, Idia, you should've gone back home! What if you can't ever go back home now? What if that was your only opportunity?" You asked.

"That's fine! I'd be completely fine with that!" Idia excitedly told you. "M-my life isn't really all that better in my world, you know? And I have that stupid flaming hair and I can't smile without looking like a freak, when I'm here, I'm... n-normal! And, you love and appreciate me... and I-I read in your journal that you wanted a partner, right? That's me! I can love you! And I can be the perfect househusband! I can be your pathetic little meow meow, you know?"

"Idia, why did you read my journal...?" You asked. "And I wrote that months ago! I'm dating someone!"

"Well duh, of course I know that, (Y/N)! You're dating me!"

"No, Idia. I'm dating someone who lives in my world." You sternly explained. "You and I are just friends, nothing more, understand?"

You stormed up to your room, and locked the door behind you. You want Idia gone. If he's read your journal, who knows what other things he's done?

As you layed in bed, you saw your bedroom mirror begin to ever so feintly glow. You walked over to it, and heard a voice from the other side.

"Brother, are you there?"

"Ortho, is that you?" You asked, recognizing the voice to be Idia's younger brother.

"Ah, (Y/N), hello! Is Idia there?"

"No, not right now..."

"How unfortunate. I'm here with Headmage Dire Crowley, as well as Lilia Vanrouge and Azul Ashengrotto. The three of them are using all their magic in an attempt to stabalize the mirror... unfortunately, however, all we can do at the current time is communicate. We cannot fully connect a portal between your world and Twisted Wonderland yet. But we'll have a way tomorrow night! We're going to bring more of the Night Raven College students with us to the mirror chamber, including Malleus Draconia, to hopefully create a strong enough magic connection to your world to bring big brother back home. Could you pass that message onto Idia?"

"You mean Idia will be able to go home tomorrow night...?" You asked.

"That's correct, (Y/N)."

"That's amazing! I'll be sure to tell him!" You exclaimed.

"Thank you very much, (Y/N)! Oh dear, I need to go, our connection is growing more unstable by the minute. Goodbye, (Y/N)!"

Tomorrow night, you won't have to deal with Idia anymore.

You had to stay late at your job tonight, but that's fine.

You opened the door to your house, and...

You were met with the undeniable, putrid, stinging smell of blood and bleach.

"Oh, (Y/N), you're home!" Idia happily said, revealing himself. His hair was tied up so as to be less in the way, and he was wearing an apron and rubber gloves- both of which were stained with blood. "I'm just cleaning up now, don't worry! Sorry about the bleach smell, the blood wasn't getting out without it!"

"What... what the fuck did you do, Idia?!" You asked, diisgusted.

"Well, I got rid of the only thing preventing our relationship!" Idia said, a smile on his face. "That silly little partner you had!"

You grabbed Idia in a kind of hug, your arms wrapped tightly around his chest, and you dragged him to your room, making sure to limit his movement as much as you could.

"Huh...? What are you doing, (Y/N)-?"

Your bedroom mirror began to glow once more, much stronger than last time.

A small robotic hand reached through the mirror, showing you that this was for sure happening.

Without so much as a 'goodbye', you pushed Idia into the mirror, and watched him disappear. And the moment the mirror stopped glowing, you grabbed one of your books, and threw it against the mirror as hard as you could, causing it to shatter. The shards flew across your small bedroom.

You had a deep sigh of relief, knowing he can never return to your world.

...

Your partner is dead.

Your living room and kitchen are covered in blood.

There are shards of glass all over your room.

Your partner is probably buried somewhere in the backyard.

Since Idia doesn't exist in this world anymore, you'll surely be blamed for the death of your partner.

...what are you supposed to do now...?

[wjhik]

We Have Some News (Jude Bellingham) Y/N's POV:

Jude and I have been trying for a baby for so long now.  We got married 4 years ago, when my son was 11. It was weird for him. It's always just been me and him. His father's family left the country after finding out he got me pregnant as a teenager. They were too concerned about their reputation. Ilyas and I were very close. I made it a point to do the best I can for him. He won't suffer for my mistake. We've had some hard times like most do. It wasn't easy being in my sophomore year in high-school with a newborn, or a freshman in college with a 3 year old, but I made it work. When I met Jude, he turned it around for us. He made sure to spoil Ilyas with all the toys and gadgets I couldn't afford. Even when I insisted he shouldn't, he went behind my back to give Ilyas everything he could. Jude and I met when Ilyas was 7. He wasn't fond of him at first, but Jude slowly gained his trust through playing video games with him and taking him to see his favorite players in the stadiums.

Back to the present day, Jude and I were very excited. We've wanted a baby for so long, but it wasn't happening. I've been feeling sick lately. Jude and I never stopped trying, however we became less strict. We don't track my ovulation, or take tests every week to make sure. I haven't taken a test in over 2 months, but I decided to try it. Maybe I should talk to Jude about it first. I'll wait for him to get home. I'm interrupted from my train of thought by the door opening and a hurricane of a boy running in.

"What happened to you??" I question my son in pure shock. "I was- Oh my god. Give me a second." He says, holding his  chest, panting. "Okay, so...I was walking this girl home. First, I had to deal with her dad who interrogated me, then I got chased for 5 kilometers by Mr. Evans' racist dog." He says, rummaging through the cupboards, scavenging for food. "The dogs' not racist, Ilyas. He's just scared of you." I say to him, laughing at his accusations. I tell him to sit down so I can give him his lunch. "Mom, did you see the way he was barking at me and Jude?! That's a racist dog if I've seen one." He says, barbarically digging into his food. "Alright, baby." I say.

Ilyas and I both finished our lunch and are sitting on the couch together. I feel my stomach turning inside out. "I'll be back, baby." I say to him as I quickly get up and head to the bathroom. (I'll spare you guys details about Y/N's delicious vomit) "Mama? You okay?" I hear Ilyas asking, sounding very worried. I'm sure he heard me. Fuck, I didn't mean to scare him. "Yeah, I'm okay." I say, attempting to calm his worries. I hear a quite "okay" as he walks away. Just as I get up to go back to the living room, my stomach flips inside out again. (will spare you guys again)

Jude's POV:

It's been a long day. I can't wait to go home to Y/N. I can't wait to see what she's cooked. I love her food. (hungry boy) "Y/N/N, I'm home! Hey, Ilyas." I say, walking into the living room and sitting on the couch next to Ilyas to take off the shoes. I place them at the front door and head over to the kitchen. I open the pot on the stove to peek at what's for dinner. "Hey, Jude?" Ilyas asks me. "Yeah, what's up?" I ask him, turning my attention towards him. He looks concerned. Is everything okay? "Mom's not feeling well. She's in the bathroom. I think she's throwing up." He says to me. "Why? Did something happen?" I say, walking towards the downstairs bathroom. "She was fine, but then she got up and went to the bathroom." I knock on the bathroom door. "Y/N? You okay?" I say through the door.

Y/N's POV:

Ugh, why is Jude home? I already scared Ilyas, now Jude too? "Yeah, I'm okay, baby." I am so not okay. "Can I come in?" He asks me. I open the door and let him in. I see Ilyas at the door looking horrified at the sight of me on the floor. "Hey, baby. I'm okay, don't worry. Go play your game." I say to Ilyas as Jude steps in the bathroom. Jude shuts the door behind him and sits on the floor with me. He puts his hand on my cheek. "Are you okay, baby?" He asks me looking into my eyes that are watering. I hate vomiting more than anything. "I've been feeling sick all day. I wanted to take a test but I wanted to wait for you." I say to him. He asks me if I wanted to take a test now. I got up from my surprisingly comfortable place on my floor and step out of the bathroom. Ilyas comes up to me and asks me if I'm alright. "I'm okay, baby. I'm just not feeling well. I'm going to take a nap." I say to him, placing a hand up high on his shoulder. He's about as tall as Jude, which is scary because of how young he is. He takes after his father. He really is a gentle giant, though.

I walk into Jude and I's shared room with Jude trailing behind me. Instead of heading to my room like I told Ilyas, I headed to the bathroom. Jude made it there before me and handed me a pregnancy test from my side of our counter. "Ready?" He asks me, sticking the test at me. I sigh and take it from him. I do my business as he looks away. "Set a timer." I tell him, placing the stick on the counter and leaving the bathroom to sit on our couch at the foot of the big bed we have. "It'll be okay, baby. Don't worry." Jude says, sitting down next to me. "I know it will." I say, giving him a reassuring smile. A few minutes of small talk is quickly stopped after hearing Jude's blaring alarm coming from his phone. He stands up and puts his hand out to help me up.

"You look." I tell him. "I don't wanna look!" He whines. "It's your kid!" I argue back. "It's your kid, too!" He says. We're both avoiding the news. Either we can be disappointed again, or our entire lives can change forever. No pressure though. "Okay, same time?" He nods at my suggestion. "3, 2, 1." And we look down. Two lines.

Jude's POV:

Is this real? After so many years? "Oh my god. Oh my god!" Is all I can say. I immediately hug Y/N. "You're PREGNANT!!!" I say dropping to my knees, kissing her belly. My baby is really in there. "Shhh!!!" Y/N yells, her pointer finger in from of her mouth. "Whaaatt??" I say, extending my words. How could she not be jumping off the walls right now? "Ilyas will hear you!" She whisper yells. "How are we going to break this to him?" She asks. "I don't know, love. That's up to you. If you want to keep it secret for a little, or tell him now. Whatever you want to do, I'll be here." I say to her. She cares so much about him. She's an amazing mom. "How is he going to react? Oh my god. This was a bad idea." She starts spiraling into a panic. "Hey. Hey. He'll be fine. He loves you so much and just wants to see you happy." I say, rubbing her back. "I know. I know. I just don't want to change things for him, you know? Things have always been crazy for us, and were just starting to settle a little, and now I'm pregnant. This will change everything." She says with pure fear in her eyes. "I know things won't be the same, but that's not a bad thing. He loves babies. Just think of how happy he'll be. Everything will be different, but it'll all be okay, my love." I say, pulling her in and kissing her head. She takes a deep breath, and relaxes into me.

(Time Skip)

Y/N's POV:

"Ilyas! Get in here, please!" I yell from the living room with Jude sitting next to me, rubbing my leg soothingly. We just had dinner, and it's us now what we consider 'alone time', so it's unsual for me to call him out of his gaming trance. He comes in the living room, questioning me. I tell him to sit down. (doing the next part in message format to make it more understandable )

Y/N: So, you know I haven't been feeling amazing lately.

Ilyas: Yeah...

Y/N: Well, I had a hunch about what it may be, and I tested it a few weeks back. Jude and I have been together a while, and him and I are pretty settled in. And I think you like him as well, right?

Ilyas: He's fine, I guess."

Y/N: We've been thinking for a while about this, and we decided now is the right time.

Ilyas: Are you sending me away?! Mama, I'm sorry! I'll be good, I promise!

Y/N and Jude: What?

Ilyas has been scared of being sent away to a boarding school since he was 4. It was never even an idea in my head. He's been scared since I fell asleep while the TV was on and the grown up shows started playing. He saw a little too much of "The Awakening."

Y/N: Baby, we're not sending you away. Actually, quite the opposite. Instead of loosing a kid, we're..."

I hesitate as I look to Jude for a little reassurance. He gives me a smile and rubs my knee.

Y/N: I'm pregnant.

I can feel my eyes sting up. Is he upset? He's my baby forever. I don't want him to forget that. Oh god. This was a bad idea. I can get rid of it. It's okay. It's still early. The thoughts are interrupted by Ilyas.

Ilyas: Ew...Why?

Jude: What do you mean "why"?

Ilyas: I'm talking to my mom here. Not you.

Y/N: Ilyas, don't talk like that.

Ilyas: Why would you have a baby with him?

Oh no.

Jude: What is that supposed to mean?

They're both standing up now. (dw judes not gonna fight a 15 year old) I'm in shock at this point. I don't know how to react. Ilyas storms into his room and slams the door after cursing Jude out in our language, so he doesn't understand. I leave the room and head to the bedroom to cry it out.

Jude's POV:

I follow after Y/N. When I get to the bedroom, she's in bed, silently crying to herself. I sit down on my side on the bed. Her back is turned to me. I have my hand on her back, rubbing it how she likes. "Hey, baby. Don't cry. It's okay. He's just scared of what could be. Give him some time. He'll come around. He loves you more than anything. No one loves their mama more than him." She silently turns around to face me. She nestles herself into my chest. My hand goes into her hair to rub her head. Next thing I know, she's fast asleep. I need to talk to Ilyas. I can imagine how much he's going through. (antiasshole stepdad jude)

Ilyas' POV:

Knock. Knock. Knock. I take out my air pods that are blasting your classic angsty teenage music. I really don't want to be lectured by my mom about how Jude is only looking out for me, or how he loves me or some shit. I put my headphones back in, hoping my mom will take it as a 'I don't wanna talk right now.' Knock. Knock. Knock. Oh my daaays, man. I simply up the volume on my song. KNOCK. KNOCK. Bro. I get up from my very comfortable position, laying on my stomach on my bed. I swing the door open, expecting to see my mom. "Yes, mama?" I say, slight annoyance in my voice. Then, I realize who's at the door. "Oh. What do you want?" I ask. "Can I come in?" What does this guy want? I step out of the way for him.

"I get it. You want the best for your mom, and you don't think that's me. I get that, but I just want you to know I'll treat her the best humanly possible. I know she's not new to this parenting thing, but I am. Even though I haven't done this before, I can promise you I'll be the best dad to this baby. Your mom's not gonna forget about you. She loves you more than anything on this world, and she makes that clear to me everyday." Why is he saying all this? I thought he was going to lecture me. Why should he? He's not my dad. "Look, I'm not here to lecture you, or tell you your behavior was unacceptable or anything like that. I'm not your dad." Wow. How ironic. "I'm scared." Why am I talking? "What if she forgets me?" Stop talking, Ilyas. Why are you confessing to this guy? "She will never forget you. Every night, she tells me how much she loves you. How you're the most important thing in the world to her, much more important than me, might I add. She says she's lucky to be your mother. I can't help but agree with her. You're an amazing kid, Ilyas. Neither me nor her will ever forget that." Why is my face wet? Fuck, I cannot be crying at this shit. I quickly wipe my face and give Jude a smile. He places his hand on my shoulder and wishes me a goodnight after leaving and closing the door.

Y/N's POV:

Yesterday was horrible. I have to make it up to Ilyas. I can't believe I upset him that much. I turn over and see a sleeping Jude. He looks so peaceful. My peace is quickly ruined by my nausea. I quickly head to the bathroom to throw up. I feel a hand wrap around my hair, holding it back. Once I'm done, I look up, my face red. "Good morning, beautiful." Jude leans in for a kiss, but I quickly pull back. "Vomit breath." I say. He ignores me and goes in for another kiss. "I don't care." He says in between kisses. "Alright, enough. I have to go talk to Ilyas." I say, getting up from my designated spot on the floor. I wrap myself in a robe to keep myself warm and walk into the kitchen.

"Good morning, mama." I look up from my phone to see my baby, covered in flour. He rushes over to me to give me a kiss on my forehead. "Good morning, baby. What are you doing?" I say, giggling at his face covered in all sorts of breakfast items. "Making you breakfast! I feel bad about yesterday. Maybe Jude isn't so bad..." He says, avoiding eye contact. "What's that smell?" I say, sniffing the air. "Fuck!" Ilyas yells, looking back at his burning bacon. "Ilyas!" I yell at him. He knows better than to talk like that. Ilyas is about as stubborn as I am, so what changed his mind?

"Good morning, Jude. Pancakes?" I look behind me to see Jude walking towards the kitchen. "Yum. Yes, please." What is going on? My boys getting along? More like, Ilyas tolerating Jude? I slowly waddle towards the kitchen counter where Jude is sitting. The boys are making conversation. "I'll be back." Ilyas says as he leaves to go to his room, hearing his phone ring. "What black magic did you do on my son?" I ask Jude, him stuffing his face with a pancake. "He's not as tough as he seems." He says, nudging me. Ilyas comes back into the room. "So? Opinions?" He asks me as I take a bite of his food. "I love it, baby. Thank you." I say. "It is really good." Jude agrees with me. "Good. Didn't wake up at 7am on a weekend for nothing." Ilyas says, taking a bite of his creation then dusting his hands on his apron that is far too small for him. "I'm glad you two are getting along." I say. "Me too. It's nice not living with an opp." Ilyas says. Jude gives him a sarcastic smile. I kiss Jude. "Ew. I don't like him that much." Ilyas chimes in. I grab him by his tiny apron and snog his face with kisses while tickling his sides. Ilyas is struggling to breath and Jude is laughing his ass off. My perfect little family is growing.

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Am I dead?!? Ch.1 A03

A/N: This story is a self-insert x shigaraki if you don't like self-insert, y/n and dark theme content this isn't for youuuu!! It's for me personally since I thought about it for a while so I finally wrote about this, I hope y'all don't find me too boring in this story. 18+ no minors or antis, maps interact with my contacts GO AWAY!! I'll post this every Friday not this Friday but the next one!! (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。*edit* I changed my quirk a bit so it's not a touching type of quirk but eye contact means that the reader can't look at people in the eyes so I do apologize for anyone who got confused by it.

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Living a boring life as a 26 year old woman, I would wake up to feed my cute dogs as I sat down to watch YouTube on television. It's like a hamster running on its wheel, everything repeats and it's the same. 

My life isn't as perfect as the others, it's like a roller coaster sometimes. I enjoy my time alone by watching anime and gushing over fictional characters online.

Most importantly tomura shigaraki, I couldn't help but smile whenever I see him on screen while I scroll on YouTube. I would gush over his voice and the way he talks in it.

I giggle whenever it's shown a video of him talking in his gaming references.

Man I love him so much, I thought to myself as I scroll away to see crochet Tiktok or tutorials on how to make cute items.

I pouted as I thought about it. Maybe I should crotchet outside and make a cute little bag with flowers, I smile happily.

I get up to walk into my room, I bring my bag that has my material as I went to get the yarns that I want to use.

Once I get a good handful of yarns, I begin to walk outside to look at the sky. It's a bit cloudy then usually as I walk towards a chair with a nice shade underneath my tree.

I begin to crochet quietly and watch the neighbors do their work. It was calm and relaxing weather today.

Suddenly I feel a drop of rain on my hair as I look up, maybe it won't rain as bad.

I continue to focus on my project as I ignore the rain. It was getting a bit bad as I quickly put my project away and started to run towards the door.

A sudden flash of light hit my view, costing me to close my eyes tight and ringing in my ears… Am I dead?!? as I fell over onto a cement… weird, I should feel the hard ground of dirt why is it hard and why am I hearing people talking?!?

I slowly raise my head up to witness a group of people standing around me. What I notice off the bat is that it's not realistic but it's like something that you feel is uncanny.

Everyone looked like cartoon characters and I noticed there was a mall that had a hero merch.

I immediately recognize the hero as it has all might… could this be.. no it can't be, I sat upwards as I began to look around my surroundings.

There were heros rusting in and asking me questions, it felt so surreal and it hurt my brain.

How… Can a simple thunder send me here in their universe!? I started to breathe heavily, feeling like it's a twilight zone.

I grip my hair as I curl into a ball, this isn't happening but this is what you wanted right?

You get to be someone in this universe then your old boring life, I begin to blink a few times to notice my belongings aren't with me.

What the hell? Where is my bag and everything??? Then I hear a familiar voice coming in, he has a concerned gentle voice.

“ Are you alright ma'am? ” I immediately look up to see izuku midoriya standing in front of me. It feels so bizarre, there is no way in hell. I can't look him in the eyes, everything feels and looks weird as I try not to freak out.

I slowly get off the floor, I clean myself off as I said.” I-I’m okay thank you young man.” is this the first season?? because izuku looks like he's wearing a black outfit and golden button as I witness the hero taking down a big villain that has deep brown hair as people were gathering toward mt lady while kamui woods looks a bit annoyed by this.

“ y-yeah you fell over on the ground costing everyone to be worried about you. ” he awkwardly put a hand on his neck as he chuckled as I stood still. Does this affect the story of this universe? It feels so wrong talking to him and knowing what happened in the manga.

“ yeahh… I'm doing fine-.” wait do I have a quirk in this universe, I gotta have a quirk.

Hopefully it is useful, people are more interested in the hero than a random stranger falling to the floor as I try anything.

Izuku tilts his head a bit confused by what I'm doing as I throw hands in the air or something like a power move..

“ What are you doing? ” I stop as I look at him but not directly as I think of something that isn't crazy.

“ uhh… I'm trying to see if I have a quirk but nothing is working. '' his eyes widened in an optimistic way.

“ oh!! Maybe you have something to do with contact kind of quirk?? Are you quirkless? ” I tilt my head as I think, it could be like a normal quirk or it could be like shigaraki's quirk. Where I accidentally hurt someone and that is izuku as I try to stay calm.

“ uhh I'm not sure… to be honest. ” I don't know how to tell someone that I'm not in this world or don't belong here.

“ Uhhm do you have a paper or pencil? ” he nodded his head as he pulled a piece of paper out.

I put my hand out as he put the paper on my palm, nothing happened okay so it's not like decay quirk as I sighed in relief.

“ mhmm how about you use it on me ma'am? ” I tilt my head with confusion as he begins to wave his hands fast.

“ no.. I meant to use my hand. ” I shake my head as I apologize to him, I hold my breath.

“ What if it hurts you? ” I had a worried look as izuku has a hopeful expression. 

“ I mean it didn't affect the paper, it would be-..” he started to mumble as I forgot he does this sometimes as I waited patiently and he started to apologize quickly.

“ oh my goodness I'm sorry miss, I-I tend to have a habit of doing that. ” I smile gently as I said.

“ you're fine, I tend to have it too when I'm hyper focused about something. ” he sighs in relief as he puts his hand out.

“ Whenever you're ready, miss.” I begin to hold my breath as I put my hand on top of his..

Nothing works, alright I'll try looking at him-... As we make eye contact as I pause for a second as I look at midoriya.

He looked at me strangely as he had a doopy silly smile and pulled me close into a hug as I gasped out loud.

What the hell?? Why is he acting like this so suddenly?

“ I'm in love with youuuu ma'am~!! ” oh… does this mean my quirk is.. something to do with love? Or maybe it's a yandere lovestruck type of quirk.

I shake him out of it and he blink a few times.

“ uhh w-what happened? ” I feel my cheeks getting red from embarrassment as I awkwardly laugh.

“ I think my quirk is lovestruck because you hugged me and said that you're in love with me so I can't make eye contact with anyone.”

“ in l-love?? That…” he gasps from this as he writes it down in his notebook fast.

“ incredible!! That quirk sounds so interesting and puts people in a mindset where they can't remember anything afterwards-. ” hearing him mutter about the possibilities of my quirk as I start to feel nervous so I can't make eye contact with others, this is gonna be a challenge .

I start to think about the possibilities as I put my thumb on my lips. A lovestruck quirk sounds harmless to others but I can't imagine if I accidentally look at the wrong person, will it be a dangerous individual or…

I widen my eyes as I pause for seconds since I know shigaraki and every character exists. What if I accidentally stare at him, will he be fully yandere towards me?

No that's possible, this is crazy… Everything feels so bizarre, I need to get home asap.

“ ma'am? ” I don't look directly at Midoriya but with confusion as I noticed him holding his nose as if I smell bad, I don't think I smell… okay now I feel self-conscious about it.

“ you should get patches on your neck, you don't want an alpha to bite your neck..”

Not only I'm in my hero academia universe but it's an omegaverse, this couldn't get any better..

[hirik0]

You always meet twice part 8

Ghost/Soap

Soap is sure he will die very soon, if not by Ghost then by the extrem anxiety he's feeling. He didn't text Ghost since the apology and Ghost of course didn't texted him, why should he. "Soap?", Gaz gets him out of his anxiety spiral and he rembers he's in the mess and suposed to eat. "You're okey?", Gaz asked concerned never seen Soap just stabbing his food with a fork before, frowning when Soap is turning pale. "Can we talk later about it?", Soap trys to defect he needs time to come up with a lie and he starts forcing the food down. A mistake because the food feels like a bunch of stones are now in his stomach and Gaz looks at him worried the whole time. When the finished lunch Gaz is dragging Soap away in a secluded corner of the base. "Soap you look like your waiting for your death or something, what is going on?", Gaz asks again. "You rember when we where out last week?", Soap starts, wanting to throw up. "Yes." Gaz clearly confused. "When Price made sure we got safe back to our rooms... I did something really stupid." Soap continues looking at some grass, his voice nearly giving up. "It can't be that bad, Price will understand if you have to tell him", Gaz trys to calm Soap down how is shaking gets his head. "Gaz... I drunk sexed Ghost", Soap finally tells anyone what he did. Gaz stands there is mouth open in shock trying to think about anything he can say to Soap but he is not sure he can. "If he didn't sneak on base to kill you so maybe its not that bad... it was just one text right... Soap that is the wrong head movement...", Gaz trys to reason being horrified by Soaps head shaking. "20... I send 20...." Soap wispers the truth Gaz nearly not understanding the number.

Gaz has no idea how Soap can get himself in such deep shit. "Soap, I love you and I will make sure your gravestone will say died because he sexted his CO," Gaz promise getting 2 midel fingers as answer from Soap. "What do I do Gaz?", Soap asks desperate for a solution. "How am I suposed to know what to do about this? I have to apologise to him for giving out his number to you." Gaz starts to stress out about this now too. "Thanks for carring Gaz", Soap hisses back annoyed by the lacking support from the fellow Sergeant. "You always can tell Price", Gaz says not seeing that Price is standing behind him only seeing how Soap turns even paler. "Tell me what?", Price asks who spend 10 minutes to find the two Sergeants. "Boys?", Price asks with a disappointing dad voice. "I drunk texted Ghost", Soap stammers out a half truth. Price is nodding very slowly at this information knowing that there is more to this at how high pitched Soap voice is and he had to walk over half the base to find the two. "I will ask him if you really died in a accident on the mission if you return KIA", Price says before signaling the two to follow him. "Thanks Cap", Soap says sacasticly rolling his but is following him.

Ghost returns the evening and he honestly has no idea how to interact with Soap. Is happy for the protection of his mask because he's blushing hard when he sees Soap, to hus shame he listened to all voice messages by now, bloddy mistake from his side, because hearing the moans and whines Soap can make, will haunt him forever. Atleast Margaret had a good time and the old woman would have texted Soap filthy things back if she could get his phone in her old hands. He is looming in the door way watching Soap and Gaz fight with eachother while playing some video game. They are so focused on the game he didn't even had to try hard sneaking up in them. "Gaz I swear to god if you use this blue shell on me I will punch you", Soap threatens because they are in the last round and he's about to win. "Ups", Gaz responses with a shit eating grin predenting to be innocent sending his blue shell Soaps way. "You wanker", Soap curses moving his head rto look at Gaz noticing Ghost standing behind them and jumping of the couch. "Bloddy hell LT could have said something", Soap curses his character driving of the trag because he's not lokking at the screen. "Not my problem that you two can't keep you surroundings checked while doing stuff", Ghost says shrugging his cheeks so hot the likely will send the fabric on fire soon. "I won", Gaz cheers before greeting Ghost with a gist bumb. "This doesn't count Ghost scare the shot out of me", Soap complains and Gaz gives himself a point in their littel leaderboard for Mario Cart races. "Oi", Soap complains. "No if the round counts you only one because Price started talking with me about a mission then this one also counts right Gjost? It's only fair", Gaz disagrees with Soap. "Oh so now your pulling Ghost in?", Soap complains angry. "I can get Price involved and you know how his favourite is", Gaz says smug Ghost just sighs internally at this he definitely did not miss this. "Garrick is right if him being to distracted to pay attention to the game cost him win counts, then you being to distracted because I stand behind you does count", Ghost settels the fight seeing the betrayal in his Sergeant's eyes. No playing favourite anymore Ghost tells himself and he will stick with it he already gave Soap why more leanway he would give anybody else. "Fine." The way Soap says funeral sounds suspiciously like a angry 3 year old that don't get any cookies before lunch. "See you lads at training tomorrow", Ghost days before ruffling through Soaps mowhawk causing some angry scottish thrown his direction. Yeah the text don't change a thing inbetween them after all.

Soap don't sleep at all the night to nervous how Ghost will treat him from now. Sure the short interaction seems to show that nothing changed after the text, but it was maybe a 5 minutes interaction so Ghost could just have facked it. He need to get it together, just rip the band-aid of and asks Ghost about it. Say that he was just really drunk and the he's clingy when drunk, that it dint mean anything, Ghost probably thinks the same about it right other wise he would have said something. He goes to get breakfast sitting next to Ghost because why shouldn't he when everything is fine between them. Ghost pushes his knees against Soaps and well probably something Ghost does with all 141 members when they are sitting next to him nothing special, everting is fine. "You good Johnny?", Ghost asks after putting his tea mug down. "Just a bit tiered nothing some coffee can't fix", Soap answers feeling Ghosts eye burning holes in the side of his head. "You're not sleeping?", Ghost asks further a knowing tone in his voice. "Read a good book and forgot the time", Soap lies because what the fuck is Ghost implying here? "Oh really?", Ghost asks totally not buying it. "Yes." Ghost leans in and Soaps heart rate picks up at this. "Took all night to take pictures for me Sergant?" Soaps get goosebumbs as Ghost purrs the question on his ears and he dont know what to answer. "Never send one first", Soap huffs when he get it back to gether. Ghost just huffs amused at this.

Close combat training with Ghost is hell on earth. He didnt know how he even shoud do this with out embarressing himself. Every time hes pinned down his brain just blue screens, goes full horny mode want it so badly in another context. "You like that dont you, Johnny?", Ghost wispers when he ones again is pressing Soap in to the ground. "Yes", Soap answers, brian still rebooting and well shit. "Hit the shower", Ghost says, before walking out the Gym. Soap stays on the matt for a while till he thinks hes not hard anymore. His mind wanders when he enters the shower. How Ghost could pin him against the wall. God he wants it so bad. To his horny brains disapointment Ghost dont trys something like this, shame really. He looks at his phone also no new text from Ghost, doppel shame. He puts on his headphones before starting to do paperwork in his office, the bass of the hardstyle blasting him ayay, helping him focus. HE dont know how long he does paper work before he looks up and Ghost stands in front of him. "Jesus Ghost say something for fucks sake", Soap courses getting his secound amused huff of the day. "You would have heard me if you didnt blast away your ability to hear with this terribel music." "What do you want LT", Soap ask instead making Ghost shift uncomfirtable its honestly barely visibel. "I.. Do you want to see Thommy?", Ghost asks sounding liek he dont really wants to ask. "I thought you dont talk anymore." "Dont mean i dont know where he is, Yes or No?" "Yes." Ghost shortly nods before leaving the room.

[killerpixel]

What's left of you if you change the past?

Divider here! Pairing: OC x Josh Futturman (platonic) Word count: 1568 Summary: Mintypud is on lookout to make sure no threats are approaching. When she hears someone sneak around, she allows herself to approach them, realizing all they need is comfort and someone to ground them. Authors note/OC info!: this is my first time publishing something on tumblr, and my overall first time writing Canon with an OC. Sooo here's some info about her! Mintypud's a girl with cat ears and tail, overall wears rather bright colors and LOVE Kandi making! She actually made a couple bracelets for Josh. Her cat ears make it possible for her to hear incredibly well, and her tail gives her great balance. Other than that, she can see in the dark better than normal people, and is just as sneaky as a cat. Those are the key point needed for this oneshot! Have fun reading!

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Mintypud was sitting outside the camp to keep an eye out for threats. It was late at night, Wolf and Tiger had insisted on taking turns on looking out for threats. Both are currently asleep to rest up for their shifts, while Josh, well…

Minty sighs, her ears lowering just the tiniest bit.

Josh had not been doing well lately. Who can blame him though?

They blew up Kronish Labs, Josh ended up in prison, was kidnapped,... he went through hell and back, to be honest.

He hasn’t been the same since then.

He wasn’t the same Josh that would walk into that game shop to chat with her about video games, or start the regular light-hearted console war with her.

Mintypud threads up another bead.

This bracelet she’s making right now was nothing special, just something to pass the time. In the darkness people would call her insane for trying to make bracelets in the pitchblack of the night, but thanks to her night vision, she doesn’t have to worry about that.

Since she doesn’t see color at night though, this may just end up being either the weirdest or the best color combination she has put together so far.

She remains quiet and keeps looking around eventually, not seeming too bothered by her surroundings though. It’s a quiet night, just the wind whistling through the grass around her.

Minty grabs for a random pendant. A dinosaur. She smiles slightly.

Josh loves dinosaurs. Maybe this will cheer him up.

Just as she threads up the dinosaur pendant, she hears the crack of a branch breaking beneath some weight.

Instantly she’s on high alert, but stays low, her ears turning constantly in the hopes of hearing another sound that could betray who- or whatever is trespassing.

Mintypud holds her breath, slowly reaching for the knife Tiger lend her.

Her heart was beating against her chest, and she can’t help but flinch when she hears something heavy shift by the hill closeby.

She instantly turns around, her tail whipping left and right in anxiety. Her eyes need a couple seconds to adjust as she tries to keep herself as calm as she possibly could, her nervousness soon replaced by confusion.

The silhouette climbing up the hill… The weight of the footsteps… There was no doubt. But why would he…?

She looks around again, making sure there’s no actual threat anywhere close. Tiger and Wolf also seem asleep still, so she slowly gets up to follow the silhouette.

Her light footsteps are barely heard, even though she’s climbing the hill rather quickly, her tail keeping her balance steady at all times.

Once she reaches the top, she sits down beside the man, looking up into the cloudless sky while he can’t seem to look anywhere but his hands.

“....It’s kind of late, you know?”, Mintypud spoke up after a couple seconds, looking over at him. “You should be asleep…”

However, she was greeted with silence.

She tries again. “...You can see the stars really nicely tonight… wanna stargaze and find constellations? I already found-”

“It doesn’t matter”, he cut her off, not looking up at all. Dumbfounded, she looks over at him, ears perked up in confusion.

“...What do you mean?”

“Stars, constellations, nothing is real. Those aren’t our stars”

“Josh, what are you saying…?”

Mintypud looked at him, confused and beyond worried.

They used to climb the roof of his house at sleepovers, pointing at stars and constellations, making up new ones, and wishing on the occasional shooting star. Sure, some people would call it romantic, but for them it was just the usual. Sometimes they’d talk about shit going down at work, or other life struggles, or joke around and threaten to shove the other off the roof. All in good fun, obviously. It never happened.

But now…

Not even an answer.

Mintypud’s ears lower a little when she takes a closer look.

Josh was hunched over, knees pulled close to his chest, dirt and scratches still evident from his escape. It broke her heart to see him this sad.

“...Josh, what’s on your mind?”, she asks eventually.

Josh didn’t react for a couple seconds, but spoke just before Minty could try again.

“...Who am I?”

He sounded unsure, his voice thin and shaky.

The cat girl scooted a bit closer, worried about her friend.

“....You’re Josh Futturman… Did you lose your memory?”, she asks, fearing the absolute worst.

However, he shakes his head.

“No, I just… I don’t know who I am anymore…”

“Josh–”

“No, Minty, Listen.”

She blinks, taken aback by how serious, yet shaky he sounded all of a sudden.

“Sure, I’m Josh Futturman… but- I’m also the Savior, right? The one to save the future in the end. But, I’m also Joosh, a millionaire hated by his parents… Not that I blame them, I really was an asshole to them, but-”

“Josh….”

“But I had this really great life as this millionaire, developing games and all, with this mansion, but-”

“Josh.”

“but then I blew up the labs, which should have saved the future, right? I should’ve been the Savior, I should be Future Man, but we’re still here, and no matter how often we time travel, no matter how many times I lie, how many roles I take on, it doesn’t matter, nothing changes, nothing gets fucking fixed, I’m still just this fucking terrorist millionaire J-”

”Joshua Sasha Futturman.”

That stopped Josh in his tracks, staring at Mintypud in confusion. She had his face cupped with he hands, cat ears hanging low and her eyes full of worry. Minty had never seen her best friend this confused, especially about himself. His voice had gotten more shaky as he had sped up his ranting, tears had already formed in his eyes. It broke her heart when she realizes that, no, he wasn’t sad. He was broken.

“...Sasha?”, he asks, voice barely a whisper.

Minty gulps.

“Yeah, that’s your middle name, remember? It was y-”

“My grandma’s name, yeah…”

She nods slightly.

“...Josh, have you really forgotten who you are?”

Her friend remains quiet, avoiding her gaze.

“...Hey idiot, look at me”, she coos softly, teasing him just the tiniest bit.

He listens, even though he hesitates. A tear rolls down his cheek.

She smiles softly at him, trying her hardest not to cry herself when she sees his eyes drowning in sadness and anxiety, moreso than usual.

“You’re Josh Futturman, janitor at Kronish Labs. Remember?”

He nods simply, not pulling himself together enough to talk.

“You’re the nerd I got to know briefly whenever you walked into the Game store, mostly because you broke your Joystick again. Caught me off-guard once studying on my shift while no one was in the store, we ended up talking about games and consoles, you started calling me gamergirl and I’d call you bastard or idiot in return. We would always joke like that. I’m pretty sure I gave you one of my Kandi bracelets that day”

“...The blue one with the stars, and- and the >Game Over< letters…”, he mutters shakily, shoulders shaking as he tries not to cry.

Minty smiles and nods. “Exactly, that was the one!”

“Josh, you’re my best friend… You told me about Biotic Wars, you let me watch you game whenever I came over. Your parents always welcomed me too! I’d alway kick your ass in MarioKart!”

Josh sobs a laugh, quickly wiping his tears away.

Mintypud can't help it and pulls him into a tight hug, her tail wrapping around his back as well. She feels how he clings onto her, his face buried in her shoulder.

“But.. but we can’t go back to that time… we fucked with the timeline too much…”, he whimpers into her shoulder, another sob escaping him.

“Maybe… but you’re still you.”, she coos softly, rubbing calming circles on his back.

“We can’t go back, but we’re still us. I’m the same Mintypud from the game store, and you’re the same gamer who was obsessed over Biotic Wars for three years before you beat it.”

Mintypud gently kisses his head, something she’d always do to try and soothe him when days were particularly tough.

“You’re not Joosh, or JFutz, or whatever that asshole called himself. You’re not a millionaire, not a game developer, and not hated by your parents. Those are things of someone else. You are none of that. You merely had to jump into this role to blend in.”

“You’re still Josh Futturman, the idiot who ended up being my best friend despite all odds. The idiots who is loved by his parents beyond time and space. Yes, you are said to be the savior… And I believe that you can be that savior, if you just focus on being yourself, okay?”

Mintypud’s voice got shaky as well as she hugs him even tighter, as if she had to protect him from himself.

“And as long as we’re together, I’ll always remind you of who you are…”

It was late at night, the stars were shining brightly above them.

The wind was softly whistling through the grass surrounding them, and the only other sound that could be heard were Josh’s muffled sobbing into Mintypud’s shoulder, as well as her own sniffling.

The bracelet she had worked on earlier may still find it’s use after all.

After all, Josh loves Dinosaurs.

Divider here!

@joshfutturman | @saplesss-tree | @dotts-stuff | @leafletterr

I know y'all know it already from discord but sshhhhh

[winter-dayz]

It's only a dream...

Pairing: Kim Jisoo x Reader College AU; Nightmare on Elm Street AU Genre: Horror Words: 2197 Warnings: implied major character death; implied murder; nightmares; strong language; violence

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Taglist:  @soobin-chois

“You think you can run from me?” Her voice echoed through the halls. “So cute~”

You huffed, darting through another open door into another empty room. You could do this. You could escape. Right?

“You can’t~” She giggled. Your footsteps echoed loudly, but hers were somehow totally silent. Her voice constantly floated through the mist, finding you around every corner and seeming to drift into your ear as if she was whispering right to you. “You can keep running, Y/N. But I will always find you~ I will always win.” She hissed, and you felt her nails scratch down your back.

“Stop!” You screamed, jolting upwards in your bed. You felt the sweat drip down your spine, your blankets so warm they felt suffocating.

“Y/N, you okay?” Your roommate called from the kitchen.

You breathed slowly, calming your racing heart. “I um… Yeah, I think so…” You finally called back after a few minutes.

A knock on your door made you jump once more, but you settled when you saw it was just Jisoo checking on you. She looked you over in concern, her eyebrows furrowed and lips pouted. “Are you sure you’re okay? Did you have another nightmare?”

Jisoo and you had met about six months ago. Your previous roommate, Lisa, had moved in with her girlfriend, and unfortunately, you could no longer afford the rent. After weeks of searching, you finally saw a flyer on campus advertising a room for rent on Elm Street. It wasn’t too far from where you had been living, and the rent was ridiculously cheap. So you went to meet the flyer’s owner.

Of course you were hesitant to live with a complete stranger, but after meeting Jisoo, you were pleasantly surprised. She seemed responsible and caring, immediately greeting you with a, ‘It’s so nice to meet you! Have you eaten?’ And as you lived together, you learned that, like you, Jisoo loved video games and snacks—particularly a good burger, ice cream, and iced americanos. The only quirk you really noticed was how much the girl slept. Truth be told, there were days you didn’t think she even left her bed. But regardless, she was an amazing roommate and became a fast friend.

“I’m okay, Soo…” You sighed, standing slowly. You felt a bit dizzy; you always did after those nightmares. And your back stung where your sleep shirt brushed against it. There would be scratches; you were sure of it… There always were when those horrible nails caught you. “And yeah… Another one…”

She pouted at you, “Aw… Do you want to talk about it, precious?”

“Not this time, I just really need to get a shower and to class…” You gathered your bathroom items, but noticed Jisoo still hovered in your door. “Did you need something, Soo?”

“Hm?” She had been staring at you blankly, but at your question, her eyes widened, “Oh, no… I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out this evening? But maybe if you’ve been having such bad nightmares, you should get some extra rest… Head to bed early, precious. I’m worried about you.”

You nodded in agreement, and Jisoo gave you one last pouty smile before heading to her own room.

🎃

The day passed quickly with your classes keeping you adequately distracted from the creepy visions that were floating in the back of your mind. However, before you knew it, night had fallen again, and you laid in your bed more exhausted than that morning.

You tried to keep your eyes open for as long as possible, hoping that it would somehow ward away the nightmares, but eventually you succumbed to the darkness.

And once again you found yourself in a smoky hallway with unending doors. Something was different though. This hall wasn’t neverending with more and more halls attached to empty rooms. It wasn’t a messy maze meant for you to be chased through. It was a single path.

The doors—all still open—were nothing but a black abyss when you peeked through them, as if in a video game that hadn’t finished rendering an area. You meandered slowly, as quietly as you could, down the singular hallway. One door stood at the end, closed, with light beaming through.

The door looked so familiar, but you couldn’t quite place where you had seen it. Breathing out steadily and building your nerve, you slowly turned the handle. It surprised you that it was unlocked, but it terrified you when you saw what was inside.

The room was yours. You stared down at yourself, asleep in bed. You had passed out with the light on, that’s why there was light beaming through…

How was this possible? How were you awake but asleep? Could you wake yourself up from here? What was going on?

You took a gentle step toward your bed, barely brushing a finger over your cheek before long nails swiped down your back. You cried out in pain, watching your sleeping doppelganger whimper as well, and whirled around to find the culprit.

Cackling.

The laughter echoed and bounced down the hall, beckoning you to follow. To finally solve the mystery of your tormentor. To finally end your nightmare.

You ran.

Not away from it like you normally would. No, you ran towards the demon. It was time to face whatever was haunting you. This was a dream. A nightmare. It couldn’t actually hurt you… right?

Your steps faltered at the thought. You reached back and felt the wetness of your shirt where you had bled into it from the demon’s cut marks.

“C’mon Y/N… Don’t you want to chase me?” The voice floated from one of the open doors, no longer a black abyss behind it. “Don’t you want to solve your little mystery?”

You glared down the hall before making up your mind. You sprinted back towards your room, reaching your bed and shaking yourself awake. When you grabbed your own shoulders, you could feel the raised skin on the other you. “No! Stop that!” The voice screamed getting closer. It reminded you of someone, but you didn’t have time to dwell. You lifted your hand and struck across your own cheek, the slap reverberating and hurting the “awake” you as well. But it did the trick. “I won’t let you win!”

As you jolted awake, the pain hit you like a train. It took all you could to not scream or cry out. Instead, you scrambled out of bed and locked your bedroom door.

You couldn’t stay here.

“I won’t let you win!”

The last words you heard before you woke up bounced around your mind.

You had heard those words more than once during late night gaming sessions.

Your roommate was your nightmare.

Which wouldn’t normally freak you out so much except for the fact that you had really never had nightmares, or even dreams, before you moved here. Except for the fact that your hand and your cheek were stinging from that slap. Except for the fact that the gashes on your back and the tears in your shirt were definitely made by your nightmare’s nails.

With a heavy breath, and silent tears streaming, you threw together a duffel bag. You hadn’t heard Jisoo stirring about the kitchen yet and knew now was your chance to escape.

Moving in here had always seemed too perfect. Now you suspected why. You needed to get out.

Even if you were crazy. Making it all up in your head. You didn’t think you could face Jisoo in this mindset. Her voice, her laugh, her perfect manicure. It would trigger you.

“Just a few days…” You whispered as you slipped out of your room and darted for the front door. You hesitated, turning to look down the hallway towards her room, but shook your head and left.

You were probably being irrational. There’s no way she was somehow controlling your dreams, and even if she was, why would she have any reason to? But, you needed to feel safe right now, and unfortunately, you just didn’t in that apartment. Jisoo would understand…

🎃

You weren’t being irrational.

After your spontaneous trip to your parents’ house an hour away, the nightmares stopped. The strange cuts and injuries stopped. The fear stopped.

Jisoo had promptly messaged you that morning asking your whereabouts, and you had lied about a family emergency. She had left you on read.

Now, you were sure you weren’t crazy, and you were also sure you needed to move.

You had researched what had been happening to you. At first, you simply found a lot of articles and blogs to decipher dream meanings, but then that led to studies on sleep paralysis, which led you to old folklore about “dream demons.”

Mares—also called maere, mara, mahr, mahrts, and marts—in old Germanic, Anglo-Saxon, and Norse folklore were evil spirits that would sneak into people’s rooms at night and give them bad dreams to drain their vitality while they slept and feed on their victims’ fear. They were known for their psychological and physical abuse of humans, going so far as to injure them in their dreams, which would manifest in real life. Some even would commit murder, killing the victim in their nightmare, which killed them in the waking world as well.

Spiraling down the rabbit hole of your research, you found a blog thread of someone claiming that their aunt was the victim of a dream demon in the ‘80s. Some child-murderer named Freddy had made a pact with the demonic entities. They bestowed their power to him in exchange for his help to cross over into reality.

Of course the thread was bashed by other commenters saying that the man they were referencing was killed in a fire in the late ‘60s, and they were just trying to tell scary stories.

The story, though, sounded familiar enough to you that you believed them. Right down to the location’s name… Elm Street.

Fuck. You definitely weren’t crazy. Even though you kind of wish you were.

You really needed to move. You needed to get out of that place. You needed to get away from “Jisoo,” or whatever her name really was.

But you didn’t want to go back. You couldn’t. You were afraid if you stepped foot in that apartment again, she’d never let you leave.

No, instead, you would send some movers or something to pack up your things. It seemed reasonable. You would call them first thing in the morning.

You just needed to get some sleep.

You needed to rest.

And in the morning, this would all be over.

You’d be away from that demon.

“I thought I told you that you can’t get away from me, Y/N.” Jisoo walked towards you menacingly.

You tried to back away, but the hallway seemed to continue stretching on and on. More open doors, more empty rooms, all leading back to the same long misty hallway. She continued to stalk towards you, hands raising up, her nails looked longer than you’d ever seen, and sharp enough that they were cutting into the plaster. She was going to kill you. She was going to shred you to bits. You were fucked.

As if reading your thoughts, her lips curled into a horrifying smile. “That’s right, precious. Be afraid. Your distress tastes delicious~”

You wanted to scream; you wanted to run. But suddenly, you found that the hallway had shortened to a small box, the doors had all disappeared, and Jisoo stood in front of you. Her normally well-manicured nails stretched into long, knife-like claws.

“I told you I always win here, Y/N. Your nightmares are my creations. My realm. I control what happens here. I feed off your fear. But if you think you can just run away, you are so, so wrong.” Jisoo was furious, and she had you cornered.

You had thought you could escape her in the waking world, but her connection to you was too strong. You had lost before you even knew you were a part of her game.

She stepped closer to you, and you pressed your back against the cold, solid cement. There was nowhere to go. You really were fucked this time around. All you could do was try to calm your erratic heart and not feed into the fear any further. But that was easier said than done when you felt her grasping your wrists. Her grip was stronger than you thought possible, and you were sure you could feel your bones on the brink of fracture.

One of her hands trailed up your arm, almost as if caressing you, but the pointed ends of her nails left clean slices in their wake. Your blood gently spilled in small rivulets, dripping down your arm in a mirror to the tears streaming your cheeks.

“It’s only a dream…” You cried helplessly as her hand wrapped around your neck, her razor nails beginning to press into your artery. “A nightmare!” Jisoo closed in, whispering right in your ear as she had done so many times before to terrorize you and feed on your fear. “Come to Jisoo, precious.”

[iamthecomet]

Prompt from my smooth brain

Cumulus/mountain baking? Baking ✨special✨ snacks, if you will.

I dunno, just the thought of these two doing something they enjoy together makes my heart churn.

Maybe they'll get distracted and some things will happen on the counter, I guess we'll have to find out ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It's only fitting that my last ficlet for Mountain March should be Mountain taking care of his girl.

Sweet, and filthy, and longer than I expected, all under the cut.

They probably should have waited until after they finished the cookies to get high. It's too late now. But Mountain watches Cumulus add twice as much butter as they usually do and he knows the cookies are going to be way too strong.

Strong enough that Dew and Rain are going to be useless for days because of this. He knows they should have waited to get high when instead of stopping her, he smiles, and adds a little more.

She giggles and leans into him as she hits the lever on the mixer. She smells like lilacs and pot. Mountain buries his nose in her brilliant curls and inhales.

This is a Sunday afternoon tradition. While everyone else is off playing video games, or strip poker. Mountain and Cumulus hole up in the empty kitchen and bake.

Mountain never really thought about baking until Cumulus was summoned. He and Aether did all the cooking that wasn't covered by the main Abbey kitchens. So when Cumulus and Cirrus showed up Mountain was more than happy to invite them into the kitchen, to share the load. Cumulus didn't take to cooking the same way Cirrus did, but baking was a different story.

Mountain had come down here in the middle of the night for a snack once and found her pouring over an old cookbook. There was brownie batter all over the granite countertops, on her fingers, in her hair. She looked up at him with those wide silver eyes and asked him if he wanted to help.

She makes a small noise. It makes Mountain's stomach clench.

It wasn't like he could say no.

There's something calming about it. Meditative in measurements and no allowance for guess work. He likes the routine of it. If he follows the directions the same way, every time, he will get the same cookies. It's soothing.

Cumulus reaches forward and turns off the mixer before the batter overmixes. They work together spooning the batter onto baking sheets.

They don't talk much when they do this, working in an easy companionable silence. They don't need to talk. It's a rare luxury. Cumulus puts the baking sheets in the oven and turns back to Mountain.

He leans back against the island and watches her. She's wearing a t-shirt that's too big for her, Aether's no doubt. And a pair of shorts that hug her thighs in a way that makes Mountain's mouth go dry.

She holds his eyes and licks one of her batter coated fingers into her mouth.

Mountain's breath hitches in his throat. He pushes away from the island and catches her wrist in his hand, pulling her finger from her mouth and bringing her hand up to his. He sucks two of her fingers into his mouth, splitting them with his tongue. Dragging over every inch in search of any remnants of batter.

He noses along the damp fabric between her legs. Running his tongue along it to taste where she's already soaking through the spandex.

"You've got eight minutes," Cumulus whispers, laughter edging her voice.

Mountain peers down at her. He drags her fingers from his mouth, lips curling up. Answering her would be a waste of time. Instead, he grabs her by the hips. He lifts her with ease and sits her on the counter. He sinks to his knees between her spread thighs, sliding his hands up to rest on either side of her lower back. He drags her right to the edge of the counter and nuzzles his cheek into one of her thighs.

She hooks both of her legs over his shoulders, calves crossing behind his head as she pulls him in.

She grabs hard onto one of his horns and shifts his head just a little, the new angle makes her whine, long and loud. Before long her thighs clamp down even tighter around him. She pulls him in, holding his face against her cunt as she cums. He works her through it with kitten licks to her clit and lips, licking her clean as she regains her breathing.

He pulls back enough to glance up at her. "You wanna help me out?"

She licks her lips, then one of her hands slinks down and grabs the crotch of her shorts and slides it to the side. Exposing her slick folds to his watering mouth.

He growls low in his throat, then surges forward. He licks a broad stripe up the length of her cunt. Gathering the salty musk of her on his tongue, bumping his nose against her clit as he sucks her lips into his mouth. She mewls. Her free hand coming down to tighten in his hair.

He shifts his hold on her, wrapping one long arm all the way around her back to hold her up so he can bring the other down and tease two fingers at her entrance.

He sinks two of them in just as he sucks her clit into his mouth, raging his tongue over the head of it as she knees. Her heels dig into his spine.

He presses up with his fingers, petting softly against the spot that makes her shake and clench around his fingers. He feels a rush of slick drip down his knuckles into his palm.

He seels his mouth firmly over her clit and laps at it, long luxurious strokes of his tongue. Her hand tightens in his hair. He's lost in the feel of her, the bright taste of her on his tongue. He closes his eyes, enjoys the way she grinds her hips against him, putting him where she needs him.

She flutters around his fingers, clenching rhythmically as he drives her closer and closer. He knows the clock is ticking. Knows the second the timer on her phone goes off he's going to have to stop or the cookies will burn.

He redoubles his efforts, adding pressure with his tongue, the fingers inside of her moving a little harsher. Her thighs clench around his ears, trembling around him.

Her legs loosen and Mountain stands as she rights her shorts. She hops off the counter with a grin. Dragging her fingers over the tent in his sweatpants as she does. He hisses, nostrils flaring as she walks past him to look at her phone.

"A minute and a half to spare," she says, showing him the timer. "impressive."

Mountain grins at her, wicked and wanting. "Next batch I'll do it in five."