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punkscowardschampions · 2 years

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Casey & Janis Pt.1

Casey: [Has just woken up clearly because that tracks if you’re planning to work tonight for the first time in an age]

Casey: Afternoon

Janis: Alright, dosser

Casey: get it in while you can, like

Janis: 😏

Janis: You excited to not be climbing the walls no more then?

Casey: not been all bad, was alright when you’re about to chuck up against them walls

Janis: Come on, my aim has always been better than that

Casey: if you say so, mate

Janis: oi, to say nothing about my ability to hold it which gets better every customer who wants to book in at 8.00

Casey: less said about that the better, yeah

Janis: gotta pay the landlord’s bills somehow, ain’t we

Casey: they’re a pisstake, won’t be keeping my mouth shut on that one

Janis: yeah, wouldn’t exactly be devastated if we were trashing this dump some more

Casey: hang on to that thought, my love

Janis: it’s more interesting than whatever the girls are 💬

Casey: be me gutted if it weren’t

Janis: alright so the competition is non-existent

Janis: had to leave you sleeping this morning though 🥺

Casey: you don’t ever have to, no competition there neither

Janis: what sort of dickhead if I didn’t let you catch up on your sleep properly?

Casey: what sort am I if you reckon I need it or owt else more than you

Janis: One of us has to behave for the both of us, it’s basically the rules

Casey: the rule is you behave for me how I want, last I heard

Janis: I already missed you, that was just mean

Casey: come here and stop missing me then

Janis: right now

Casey: I’ll give you the count of 10, so you can’t call us mean again how I can tell you wanna

Janis: I wanna call you a lot of things, mean might be one of ‘em

Casey: right now’s your chance, before half the lasses out in this town are chatting away in my ear

Janis: you ain’t missed it?

Casey: only the tips that come with it

Janis: talkings all you have to do now, all you better do

Casey: got a family to feed instead of an ego, don’t worry

Janis: I’m not worried

Janis: I want you to like it better than your last job though

Casey: I’ll be grand, as they say at every job round here

Janis: you could do it in your sleep

Janis: I’ll just miss you in mine

Casey: I ain’t the sort of dickhead who won’t keep you from yours

Casey: stay up with me

Janis: yeah?

Janis: you’ll have to keep me entertained because I can’t rely on getting wasted to make anyone else there interesting

Casey: you don’t need to bother about the state of nobody else, off the clock, you

Casey: even if some twat slips and falls and ends up doing their back in

Janis: You’re the one that’ll be distracted

Casey: I could do it blindfolded an’ all if that’s how you fancy distracting us

Janis: nah, you better see me in my dresses before I’m too big for ‘em

Casey: ‘cause the idea of you being out of them is such a shame, is it?

Janis: wait and 👀 what you reckon

Casey: there’s no need to wait to reckon I’ll be fuming or gutted when that day comes

Janis: I’m fuming I still have more clients to see before I can leave here

Casey: let on to the first how fuming you are and the rest might piss off

Casey: unlikely they’ve all of them the same kink

Janis: s’all fun and games ‘til they can’t kick the ball no more 💔

Casey: can’t kick it as is without a lie down in front of the ref

Janis: 🏆 winning dramatics

Casey: I could top it easy if you don’t leave

Janis: your 🥺 is something else

Casey: [send her a pic where you and Chubby are both doing it together side by side]

Janis: that’s no fair

Janis: baby

Casey: what’s no fair is how much us lads miss you girls

Janis: we definitely miss you more

Casey: I’ll show you you don’t

Janis: it’s not possible, soz

Janis: good thing I don’t need to listen to anyone here ‘cos nothings registering

Casey: come home and I’ll prove the impossible for you

Janis: you gonna earn ALL the tips tonight, yeah?

Casey: I’m cutting your earnings short, be rude if I didn’t

Janis: fuck it, I can reschedule

Casey: this is an emergency, they’d get it if you said

Janis: if they’re lucky, they might at least get a fraction of it

Casey: and of your attention if you reschedule, depending when for

Janis: no one but you gets more than that these days

Casey: it’s mutual, don’t matter how this new job goes

Janis: be more than a bit pathetic if I was worried otherwise

Janis: they weren’t competition when you were actually fucking them

Casey: you can remind as many as you feel you have to

Janis: you wish, boy

Casey: yeah

Janis: don’t worry, it’ll be clear how unavailable you are

Casey: long as it’s clear I’ll not be worried

Janis: plenty of ways I can make it without getting you into trouble

Casey: and as many ways you can get us into trouble without it getting us the sack

Janis: sounds like a challenge

Janis: how could I possibly refuse

Casey: I’d have to reckon on one of the footballers throwing a strop and having your phone off you if you did do

Casey: or Gracie which bears thinking about even less

Janis: I wouldn’t back either in a fight, personally

Casey: I’d not back our chances of having another kid if your sister tried to crack on to me, I’d never get turned on again, like

Janis: don’t break my heart like that

Casey: just as well you can take her easy as

Janis: would have to if she wants to make childlessness a twin thing

Casey: she’s too late, unlucky for her

Janis: true but

Janis: more

Casey: I’ve said you can have all the babies you want

Janis: how many do you want?

Casey: depends, here in this minute, enough for a football team to do the dickheads keeping you away from me out of a job

Janis: might be the best thing you’ve ever said 😍

Casey: told you I missed you more

Janis: but I’m rescheduling as we speak so you don’t have to miss me

Casey: alright, I love you more then

Janis: but I love you so much, you’re the only person I think about

Casey: I dreamt about how much I love you, must be mutual too

Janis: I knew you looked extra fucking adorable before I left

Casey: but you still weren’t gonna wake me, how out of order’s that

Janis: how do you know I didn’t try

Janis: maybe you weren’t dreaming

Casey: fuck

Casey: you’ve got me there, girl

Janis: you look real innocent when you’re sleeping, would be bad of me

Casey: I’ll only pretend I am and you’ll only be pretend bad

Janis: your body reacts the same way

Casey: it would if I were dead, I love you that much

Janis: you’re never allowed to do that

Casey: not til we’ve both had enough of being in our 100s, we’ll go together or we ain’t going

Janis: that’s a promise

Casey: I’ll never leave you, nothing can make me

Janis: I’m so happy with you, it still don’t feel like it can be real

Casey: when I’ve had decades I still won’t be able to get my head round you being mine

Janis: not even when we’re 100 with 100 babies, I know

Casey: I didn’t know I could feel like this, it don’t feel like it’s allowed

Janis: life is meant to be hard and shit, how everyone acts

Casey: it was, but I dunno how you reckon I’ve done my time with all that yet, should be pushing 100 before I’m owed even a fraction of any of this, and if I weren’t a proper cocky bastard I’d be saying nah on none of it happening

Janis: ‘cos we want it and that’s gotta be a good enough reason

Janis: already been the most selfish we could be, no sense stopping now, is there

Casey: if there is sense I ain’t gonna point it out

Janis: I’m not looking for it

Casey: I’m on the lookout for your car and you getting the fuck out of it, nowt else

Janis: Good

Janis: I can’t keep count and drive towards you

Casey: I’ve already lost it

Janis: why I like you

Casey: I can’t give you my whys of liking you when you’re driving

Janis: rude way of calling me a shit driver 😱

Casey: you’re a lass, I’d have a job liking you if you wasn’t but it does put you at a disadvantage as far as driving, can’t get away from that

Janis: 😏 sorry we can only pretend you need to teach me

Casey: when the babybrain kicks in I’ll have to teach you all sorts, you heard, biding my time over here

Janis: I’ll remind you how to count to 10 in the meantime

Casey: tah but I’d rather we both forgot with the other reminders that could be being chucked about

Janis: Only so fast I can drive whilst keeping your baby safe, remind me of why you don’t need to be patient then

Casey: Maybe I do but what I don’t need to be is stressed about her safety, you’d never put her at risk, it ain’t the sort of mummy you are, me and her both know it

Janis: you trust me

Casey: with her life

Janis: and we’re your favourite girls in the world

Casey: yeah, means loads more to me than my own, hers and yours

Janis: yours means just as much to us so you’re safe too

Casey: I feel safer here than anywhere else I’ve ever lived

Janis: that’s all that matters to me

Casey: but that don’t mean this is it, I’ll get you a house with a decent garden for her and the dog to get dead good at football in

Janis: I know

Janis: I just want you, I’d have stayed in the hotel forever if I had to

Casey: there’s no just, you can have me and them things, I’ll be a manager in a bit like I said

Janis: ‘course you will, you’ve done this job for years now

Casey: it’s ‘cause of you, reckoning I can

Janis: ‘cos you can

Janis: and you deserve everything you want, ‘cos I say so

Casey: you’ve always said, and thought, I were more than anybody else did

Janis: some people ain’t seen further than their own problems yet

Casey: it kept me going when there was fuck all else to go after, I won’t forget it even though now there is

Janis: there might be too much to thank you for whilst driving

Casey: might be loads of versions of you to end up loving in a 100 years but she were still first

Janis: making me emotional to see if my hormones are fucking me up yet

Casey: mine are, have a word with her, only the first day of work I ain’t off to bloody war, fuck’s sake

Janis: [a video of her telling this baby to cut it out adorably]

Casey: you will come though, won’t you

Casey: seriously

Janis: try and stop me

Casey: no, I don’t wanna even pretend stop you

Janis: then you’ll have to think about helping me get ready

Casey: you’ll have to get ready for what thinking about that is gonna have me do to you the sec you get in this door

Janis: I’ll do my best 😇

Casey: better behaved than her, you

Janis: can’t be demoted before you even see her

Casey: least saying that we’re both ready for her 🥺 to fuck us up

Janis: you’re going to be right there with me, I can handle it all

Casey: you might be demoted a 🤏 when I take her to work with me

Janis: how, under your shirt

Casey: my club, I can do what I like

Janis: 😣

Casey: what’s that face for

Janis: you demoting me

Casey: fuck that, I’ll carry you both round

Janis: you already do, won’t be much bigger even when she’s out

Casey: there you go then, you can keep on and be my favourite an’ all

Janis: fuck sleep, I need you more

Casey: you can’t be touching up footballers anyway, soon as she’s out there’s her sister to put in, you’re well busy

Janis: You’ve got my maternity leave to get it done, should be easy as

Casey: Won’t be for lack of trying if I don’t

Janis: unless you think I’m really gross after

Casey: what fucked up babybrain have I got, you’re the fittest girl in the world, you always have been

Janis: keep thinking that, you’re not allowed to change your mind

Casey: she’s not gonna make me, she only wants to get out of there, she already knows she ain’t allowed to piss about while she’s doing it or we’ll fall out

Janis: She’d not dare disobey

Casey: she’s better off being my little mate

Janis: you’re a good mate to have, I can let her know

Casey: getting on your bad side isn’t how she wants to go about starting nothing neither

Janis: she’s stuck with me, may as well be my mate too

Casey: nah, she’ll be chuffed to bits to have you, the dog’s not shut up since I said you was on your way

Janis: going to have to let me get in the door before you show me what you’ve gotta do to me then

Casey: I can’t, he’ll have to be a good boy instead of me

Janis: it’s okay, it’s good when you know I need it

Casey: I’ve got you fully trained at least

Janis: I should be mad at you for how turned on that makes me

Casey: why be fuming when you can get even

Janis: I don’t play for a draw

Casey: go on then, win, I’ll let you

Janis: 😡

Casey: you’re too cute

Janis: you’re mean

Casey: I’m sorry, baby

Janis: I can tell when you don’t mean it

Casey: You’ll be able to tell I do when I get on my knees on the drive

Janis: [better get driving so you can show up girl]

Casey: [he literally will do it, we all know, there’s no shame, keep Chubby in this gaff please he doesn’t need to be involved in y’all’s extra antics, deffo has sent her a very distracting pic or two while she is driving as well tho]

Janis: [so glad you left work early so there’s not a crowd of people to see you, just walking over to you like do I believe you hmm but we’re too heart eyes at the sight of you really]

Casey: [excuse us if there was because he’d still be unrepentantly kissing her stomach from this position, soz he simply must, as well as lowkey dragging her down with him so he can make out with her as if he hasn’t seen her in a thousand years]

Janis: [we all know y’all don’t care and we shall be making out with you as hard because always miss you ‘where have you been?’ like you don’t know because the audacity of having to leave each other]

Casey: [doing a forehead touch obvs like right here whilst also positioning the rest of his body so that it couldn’t be touching her more in every possible way like also right here because with you all the time and am never gonna leave you]

Janis: [give him a little loving headbutt because always right there, hugging him in the way you’re very much pushing your stomach at him even though the bump would still be non-existent]

Casey: [hugging her back so hard because always and he would’ve not been able to until really recently cos only just healed like we said, and it turns into picking her up cos he meant what he said about not wanting to share her with Chubby for a minute so continuing the makeout against this car would turn into putting her in it, ofc, a car hookup was their first time, it’s undeniably going to happen right now feelings are high today with him going back to work and y’all knowing you’ll have to see a bit less of each other]

Janis: [ahh to be basically free of those damn injuries again, the blessing that feels like for both of you but especially you boy, the car hookup is essential rn because you’re both highly in your feelings about everything and the fact things are actually happening for y’all, slowly but surely]

Casey: [mhmm, the joys of being able to be fully feral and throw her around again when he wants, god bless, and my boo is so right, I’m so happy for y’all, you deserve this rn and you deserve all the things that are beginning to happen, soz Libi is gonna fuck up this living situation for you but it won’t break y’all and it will help peeps realise she is not okay about literally anything atm so, it’s the start of the messy Libi era, everyone buckle up and for now most of all enjoy being happy af while you still can]

Janis: [we know you’ve been living laughing loving here and will continue to even though this is gonna be drama llamas thanks to these children lmao]

Casey: [they can’t be tamed rn and I love it for them, fuck the haters, but thank god you are so in your feelings atm and thus this hookup cannot last forever and you’re probably kissing almost constantly or every neighbour you have would be joining the ranks of said haters with how hard you’re going at it in this car on this day]

Janis: [about to not be your neighbours but you don’t know that yet, at least you got in the car, a casual step up from some previous feral behaviour lol]

Casey: [lol lol, proud of you lads, do those feral antics and then carry her into this house, boy cos Chubby has missed her too that isn’t a lie, will be kissing her the entire way but it shall be softer and less !!! dramatic]

Janis: [always proud of you for doing the bare minimum to not give the whole neighbourhood a show lol, giving this dog some attention but can’t not be kissing this boy so we keep patting you wrong so you’ll be grumping soz lil man but we’ve missed this boy and we’ll inevitably miss him when he’s working as well as us ‘I missed you’ again we must let you know between kisses]

Casey: [when you likewise cannot give Chubby the attention he wants and deserves, soz hun, but he is simply too distracted taking off some of her work clothes and kissing all the skin he uncovers as a missed you too and will miss you gal, but do eventually tear yourself away from this task long enough that you can get this dog the kind of treat that takes ages to chew so he’ll be happy and busy while you carry this gal to y’all’s bed- cos I assume you’re in a tiny shit flat rn so it wouldn’t be far, if not use the sofa, it matters not- and you can then more fully devote yourself to removing the rest of her clothes and kissing her more, as always special attention to the boobs because it’s feasible they could have grown slightly already and we all know he’d be as OBSESSED by this as he was from the second he first noticed it, obvs he could be doing that FOREVER but excuse you sir he won’t cos he’s gotta notice all that jizz from the car hookup, which neither of them has recovered from remotely yet, running down her leg from y’all moving immediately and therefore he simply must use his tongue to collect it and once he has use that tongue and his fingers to fuck it back into her as deep as he physically can as if he’s trying to get her preggo here and now, really though y’all are just in a feral mood]

Janis: [I’m sure you’ve got a nice comfy bed to run and take this treat to because priorities, you’ll be in more of a stable routine and lifestyle now, sir, even with this rude and impromptu move, it’ll be for the better in the end; meanwhile in the here and now we’re just thinking we’re DYING at this boob attention and then you hit us with this move and we are truly feral, good thing you aren’t ready for your job yet because your hair is getting fucked up and whatever top you’re wearing needs to be pulled off before we rip it off instead]

Casey: [all I want for Chubby is a stable and happy home life, thank you, so glad JC are thriving atm, but this is why your landlord CLEARLY hates y’all even before these out of control party shenanigans because constantly feral, like he literally woke up and started talking to her to get in this mood and insist she came home ASAP lol, and he couldn’t be doing more to make her scream the place down here and now or be less soz about it, p.s unrelated but it makes me laugh, what does Grace think is EVER happening rn with you and your working hours and thus life hun, it really amuses me how confused she’d be]

Janis: [mhmm, this person is looking for an excuse honestly and we can’t blame them but can’t help but love y’all, it gave parallel to icecubegate day so no way we were not coming home, and that’s the entire pretty carefree mood of the moment because your clients are your clients like there isn’t crossover with Grace or anyone else who may work there so as much as you’ll be dying to work it out, we’re not telling you nothing girl lmao; we’ll just be here acting like he can impregnate us still and saying the most about how much we want that]

Casey: [above the pub will be a much better fit for y’all in this era cos it’s noisy and y’all can get away with all these antics more whereas this flat has gotta be too small and too surrounded by neighbours you can piss off as well as the landlord, soz not soz they are a nightmare cos they are too in love and in a bubble to give any fucks, like rn he’s likewise 1000% with her on that, keeping her still and positioning her in the cliche way peeps do as if that means she’ll deffo get pregnant from this, doing the hottest and slowest count to 10 ever amongst everything else he’s doing with his mouth]

Janis: [it’s not the mood ‘cos your neighbours are probably as crazy if that’s the kind of area and you don’t wanna be getting in fights on the daily, that’s not how this new life is meant to be; gotta put all your effort into keeping this girl still because that is the last thing our body wants to do right now, fully looking down at you like 🥺]

Casey: [god bless the iconic bruises she’s gonna have to be hitting this clerb with, shall have to dress accordingly gal cos yeah he isn’t holding back from accomplishing that task at all, could not be happier his injuries are healed truly and he can do the MOST again which of course includes pausing to say her name like ILY with all the !! and eye contact when she’s making that face and he’s got to 10]

Janis: [hitting you with an ‘I-’ because we are overwhelmed in all the ways and how can we possibly convey that with words, just trying to get it across with how hard we are attempting to hold this position despite all the obstacles to this]

Casey: [doing the slowest nod as he then has a lil pause to breathe on her v dramatically cos it’s the shit they do like as if they are both taking a sec here and that isn’t also overwhelmingly hot ‘you’re here’ as if that was what she was gonna say, cos both buzzing about it ‘home’ as the most important * ever]

Janis: [‘you’re here’ and tapping our head because always and whenever we’re not physically with you we’re constantly thinking about you and moments like this, still maintaining ridiculous eye contact even though we’re the reddest ever]

Casey: [I don’t make the rules, he’s obviously moving whilst still keeping her basically pinned where she is with his body so he can kiss her forehead and temples in the most indecent way as soon as she says that, lowkey accidentally on purpose eating her hair on that second move, no notes]

Janis: [when you can freely contort yourself into these positions without fear of hurting him now so we absolutely are because who doesn’t love an opportunity to show off how flexible they are, not this girl, running our fingers through your hair and helping hold our position by pulling on your hair so it’s pretty rough]

Casey: [never gonna be mad about how genuinely flexible she is cos lots of gals think they are but they’re actually not and especially not to this level cos they not putting in the work like that, he loves to see it and is not over it, thus rewarding her with the most !! kiss as if his jaw wouldn’t be about to fall off over here from all the feral behaviour]

Janis: [just doing gymnastics on this bed as if it’s necessary because it’s the kink lol, making the most of being upside down essentially by really going for this kiss because his tongue would be halfway down your throat without having to make any special effort and we love to be unable to breathe or do anything that isn’t swap bodily fluids with you]

Casey: [we all know it’s her fave so ofc he’ll be holding her throat too so it’s even harder for her to breathe and equally so he can feel all that, the usual lol]

Janis: [always living our best life being unhinged like you haven’t done this before nor will you ever get the chance again, still riding that vibe even though you know it’s no longer true unless something goes very very wrong, gotta be lowkey stuffing our hair into your mouth like there you go, your turn to not breathe]

Casey: [in no world is he not gonna be choking more than he really would be for the absolute vibe and hotness of it in y’all’s opinion, making her hair all gross with spit and borderline vom nbd, thank god you’ll both have time to shower before you hit the clerb cos imagine]

Janis: [can’t be coming in looking like you’ve already done your tactical sick honey, you came back early, we got all the time in the world to be so hearteyes about being truly gross together, ‘tis your love language]

Casey: [mhmm and he’s got all the time in the world to be throwing her around this bed by her throat cos another fave and there’s no way he won’t be initiating another hookup by now and therefore needing to get her into whatever position y’all settle on for the deepest penetration ever to continue with those getting her pregnant vibes]

Janis: [you’re gonna have to do a mini passout together like not a full snooze because we can’t be late but tis the only way we’re ending this because we could just go forever with these vibes]

Casey: [agreed and y’all can’t be going on forever like this actually cos you have places to be, wake them up from this lil doze Chubby by being adorable, if you get him first by licking his face or something he can go run a bath for her, or start running the shower if that’s all this crappy flat has given you, because always]

Janis: [give this dog some proper attention whilst this boy is busy doing that because you did not and he’s offended clearly lol, shout through ‘do I need to walk him?’]

Casey: [come through to see Chubby being a mr steal your gal as soon as he gets some attention though lol and you can playfight him away like oi she is mine, cos they are both silly big baby boy nerds ‘before you put your fittest dress on’ like don’t be wasting the good ootn on a dog walk or be getting kidnapped cos you’ll look so kidnappable ‘but not yet’ cos soz not letting you go rn hun even though he has not done it cos just woke up as we know, emphasising this by picking her up and chucking her over his shoulder to run into the bathroom as if she was gonna leave otherwise, making Chubby zoom and be even sillier chasing y’all]

Janis: [‘weren’t planning to do it in heels’ as we are shaking our head affectionately at your antics with this pup, just helping Chubby on the sly before being kidnapped by you and shouting to Chubby for help lollollol]

Casey: [Chubby being an absolute hero and trying to save her, oh we love him so much, I like to think this evil boy has already fully thrown her into the bath or shower though so then this dog gets in too and is soaked and all that hilarity ensues cos y’all really are living your best life and I need all that domestic cute happiness]

Janis: [the tsunami that chunky king would cause, the entire house is gonna be soaked when he shakes it off but we’re just loling and unconcerned because adorable]

Casey: [no fucks given, despite chasing him with a towel it’s only to play with him more tbh cos likewise just loling and being v happy as you all should be, haters be damned]

Janis: [get your shower on girl, you have a mess to clean]

Casey: [and you get in with her sir when you’ve quite finishing winding this puppy up]

Janis: [just a look like oh so you’ve finished ignoring me, as if he’s been gone ages here]

Casey: [fully wrapping his arms around her in an unnecessarily extra and daddy manner to pull her close to him as if they wouldn’t be anyway cos there’s only so much space in this shower with his own look like I’m soz I didn’t catch yours what did you say even though he did and knows full well what you’re saying with it]

Janis: [just holding it however we have to manoeuvre within this hold like you heard me, ‘washing’ a new bruises/bite/scratch mark we just gave you like it’s nbd and we’re not saying loads with this too]

Casey: [keeping things mutual as per by doing the same with the new bruises he just gave her by pinning her in place for an age, it goes without saying he’s pressing down hard enough when he’s washing her to make them even more dramatic, of course he is]

Janis: [conversely being very gentle over a lovebite you accidentally gave him in the standard neck area because thinking about him making a good first impression, not that I think anyone would lose their shit over a barman having a hickie but we’re thinking about it]

Casey: [taking her hand and holding/playing with as gently if not even more so cos he gets what she’s thinking about and why but it’s okay and he do need her to know that without having to say so]

Janis: [whilst still being v gentle, come at him with a face wash vibe so you can just be staring at him but he has to close his eyes so he doesn’t get soap in them lol]

Casey: [smiling so big, not because it tickles but because he’s that happy and has been this entire time y’all have been living here vibing]

Janis: [smiling to the point even though your eyes are closed I know you can feel it, also covering your face in kisses which is a mistake because you’ve not rinsed the soap off so you now have to dramatically spit that and look offended like he did it on purpose]

Casey: [can feel it so risks opening his eyes to sneak a look at her and sees her doing this dramatic spit and obvs finds it really hot actually, we all know who he is, so doing his own very faux offended LOOK like excuse you, before he’s doing the most, stroking her tongue, spitting water into her mouth etc etc all the kind of feral things you don’t have to be doing but just wanna]

Janis: [‘your fault’ so sincerely as we’re biting our lip to make it bleed like the taste is preferable but clearly you just wanna/need to]

Casey: [‘I’ll take the blame then’ as he takes her lip into his mouth and sucks the blood off it cos duh]

Janis: [shake our head and thus our lip to make it bleed some more for you ‘make me sound as bad as you like’ however ridiculous that sounds with our bottom lip between your teeth, like you can tell all your coworkers I’m a nightmare if you gotta lol]

Casey: [shaking his own head immediately ‘too good, you’ as if these co-workers are gonna know and call him a liar lol and it’s not just that she always behaves exactly as he wants her to at all times]

Janis: [‘must be your type’ like only good for you, which, true]

Casey: [a nod cos it is true lol, her poor lip just getting pulled about left right and centre here nbd]

Janis: [the appreciative sounds you’ll get in return though letting you know we’re not mad]

Casey: [doing his own appreciative sounds in reaction to hers because he’s that sort of bear ‘go on, what do you want us to tell ‘em?’ cos the complete freedom of peeps who don’t actually know you and she can just be his gf and whatever they want without all the drama attached and we all know he’s been thinking about and looking forward to it since he found out he got this job]

Janis: [when the freedom is so real and you can’t even fathom being able to make up a story that’s entirely your own choosing so your pause is dramatically long as you’re going through everything you could say or want to ‘they’ll just need to know they’re going to see me a lot’ like let ‘em know I will be showing up to see you often]

Casey: [letting her have that moment while he has his own cos it’d feel realer now than ever with how close this new job looms and obvs he has all the feelings about it ‘and used to seeing me like this’ as he touches the same accidental lovebite she did earlier, yet another it’s okay and we don’t have to be tamed move]

Janis: [‘you’re mine first’ basically under our breath like you can’t have him that fully, at this job, because we refuse to give up our feral ways when it’s not your business]

Casey: [‘I’m yours no matter what’ they can’t have him, his co-workers or customers, soz not soz, not at all under his breath cos we heard you and we hard agree]

Janis: [squeeze our hand over yours and this lovebite with the firmness needed to say I know without saying the words ‘they won’t need telling I’m yours’ like it’ll be that obvious why I’m in this club]

Casey: [nevertheless giving her a matching lovebite right here and right now while he does the 🤏 with his free hand like they need telling a little bit imo, before then using it to pull her hair and get her even closer somehow during his antics, because always gonna make it even more obvious and he’s simply that !! about the idea of her being at this club with him and them getting to be a proper couple and do proper couple things]

Janis: [‘I want you to talk about me’ because you don’t get to to anyone who’s going to be happy to hear it and this paired with the hair pull and lovebite is making this a !! demand lowkey]

Casey: [‘I want to’ cos he really do, and he really wants to let her know how much by saying it even though it’s obvious af he’s having all the feelings about this and he also wants to give her the bonus of how those 3 words sound when they come out ‘they’ll be sick of hearing us’ like I promise I will talk about you and simply will never shut my mouth on the subject, but there’s the double meaning of hearing y’all being feral too as we all know you will somehow and he wants to put that idea firmly in her head for tonight]

Janis: [‘We’ll see’ ultimate parental vibes lol but obviously that sounds like anything but a no to soften the blow because obviously we’re thinking of the potential of any breaks you get too]

Casey: [Ian, unlike my father, has clearly never been a we’ll see kind of dad a day in his life so that’s deffo the first time you’ve ever heard that boy, hence your hot lol and oh yeah? kind of eyebrow raise and expression like we all know that’s a yes actually]

Janis: [‘you’re going to be very busy’ as we’re doing our washing you whilst massaging your muscles thing like don’t be so sure boy]

Casey: [‘not too busy for you’ cos where’s the lie ever, in any situation, proving his point by washing her hair or something when he could just be enjoying what she’s doing and chilling]

Janis: [‘not gonna complain’ as a contented sigh because it feels nice and we’re not, you could do your job asleep like we can ours]

Casey: [‘nor me’ meaning this job in general now, however shit it may or may not be he’s just genuinely happy to have a new one and not be injured anymore and for them to be living together and living their best lives]

Janis: [‘not getting the [something in this place that needs fixing] fixed, not getting you out of it’ like soz, you are stuck with me, wrapping your whole self around him to illustrate your point]

Casey: [‘asking that nice’s what’ll get [the thing] fixed’ as if she’s only doing it because she really wants her DIY done lol]

Janis: [do your own lol like oh, I see ‘if I was asking you, you’d know about it’ because fuck fixing this landlord’s place for them honey but also we know how to get you to do what we want, of course]

Casey: [‘what are you after then?’ like she’s so demanding there must be something and he simply has no clue what it could possibly be]

Janis: [doing a pout like how dare you and I can’t believe you could ever think that about me, blowing some soap bubbles at you ‘I’m just making sure you look presentable’]

Casey: [all the eye contact ever + taking an age to run his thumb over her pouty bottom lip as if he’s thinking who he could have mixed her up with, doing a smirk as he dodges those soap bubbles cos yet again can’t be overstated how much he’s not over not being injured and being able to move properly, and while he is messing about like that, crouching down so it’s like he’s in baby Jac’s eyeline ‘is it you?’ like she’s the one with a list of diva demands ‘my bad, like, what are you after little girl?’ @ this bub in a soft almost whisper in case it’s a secret]

Janis: [also dodge our faux push at you confusing us with anyone else in this scenario because of course we know what that smirk means but our own expression is pure 😳 up here ‘you know better than I do’ with a shrug like if she needs something she hasn’t told me, pretending we’re v casual about all this]

Casey: [‘you heard her, it’s me who knows best’ with all the daddy energy in the world because always ‘not having you kick off tonight, don’t matter how massively everybody else’s behaving like a dickhead’ not him expressing his new job nerves via this baby, it’s fine]

Janis: [‘your favourite for a reason’ as we’re stroking your hair, looking down at you with love from this POV, like of course she’s going to behave for you ‘nowt to worry about’]

Casey: [kissing her stomach as a kiss for this bub and then a kiss on the top of her head/her hair because they are both his faves and also making it even that he gets some soap in his mouth too even though his was more on purpose and is actually shampoo lol tis still mutual and we love that]

Janis: [getting to wash his mouth out for him which devolves into an intense and deep makeout sesh here in his shower because we have a lot of feelings about you, making it so you’re both sitting on the floor of this shower moment like you were in the driveway before]

Casey: [love a parallel, enjoy your makeout sesh lads, I shan’t ruin your good time by reminding you of your water bill I’ll just be thinking about it silently to myself]

Janis: [oh my boo, love you but that is simply the last thing that would ever be on their minds and we all know it ‘what am I meant to do whilst I wait for you?’ between increasingly frantic kisses, said as if you’ve never been to a club in your life but I get it]

Casey: [‘What am I knowing you’re waiting on me?’ because what could be more distracting that her there looking stunning and him only being able to do or say something about it when he isn’t busy with all the other peeps he couldn’t care less about, hence the kisses getting more and more extra somehow as are the moans and sounds he’s doing rn and knowing he won’t be able to just do whenever]

Janis: [purely reactive sounds to yours because the way you sound is doing something to us ‘I can’t look at you’ as you’re doing your eyes open kissing because got to whilst we can still do more than just look]

Casey: [‘you can’t look away’ like I know you can’t but also you mustn’t despite the fact it’ll probably kill us how much eye contact we’re gonna end up making across this bar, holding her face still in this moment the way he pinned her body in place earlier, just the exact same energy and amount of force]

Janis: [it’s too real and we wouldn’t deny it anyway ‘no one else registers’ pulling your body into ours as hard as we can because need to be as close to you as we can whilst we can]

Casey: [the GASP as he inevitably ends up inside her because it feels like it’s been a thousand years even though it’s literally been no time at all as per, only managing to get out ‘never’ and it barely sounding like a word but had to try so she knows how much nobody else has ever registered or will]

Janis: [the ‘fuck me’ being pushed out of you with this moment here and now but we’re nodding rhythmically and making deliberate eye contact like you know I mean tonight]

Casey: [taking it as an instruction in the here and now as always and being as frantic about it as the kisses were, not all casually throwing her around this shower as much as possible like they were doing on the bed earlier, definitely making sure she ends up with her face pressed against the floor at some point so she can be half drowned, asking her if she wants to get fucked like this for every new position and move to let her know he’s down for everywhere and anywhere tonight despite that being obvious]

Janis: [getting out our ‘yes daddy’ every time despite that getting increasingly more impossible given everything that’s occurring, pushing back against you only so you have to slam us harder into the floor ‘we have to’ said like it truly is something you MUST do]

Casey: [doing a ‘good girl’ every time despite that being as impossible for him because simply gotta when she’s behaving this well ‘we’re doing it’ said in the exact same way because hard agree, however impractical that may actually be he’s as determined ‘tonight and every night you’re with me’ love the stamina, we know you’re never gonna be less feral though so it’s not a promise you’re likely to break]

Janis: [‘every night’ as a * like I’ll come be with you every night because why would I be anywhere else when we can be together ‘I’ll make it so easy for you’ we all know what that means outfitwise like please imagine that now thanks boy]

Casey: [‘forever’ because obvs he wants that exact same thing despite how impractical it is with her day job and the fact she needs sleep and there’ll be a baby soon, he’s not thinking about any of that rn, he’s only thinking about what she just said and somehow managing to fuck her even harder because of it]

Janis: [‘I’ll be so quiet’ whilst you do the total opposite here and now because you actually cannot and will not when you don’t need to]

Casey: [demo-ing all the possible ways he could make her be purely for the fun of it, putting his hand over her mouth, his tongue halfway down her throat etc etc like I’ll be so helpful don’t worry

Janis: [when your hand is over our mouth we’re licking it as indecently as we can ‘til you relent and we can suck every finger individually and then your tongue until we’re gagging so you know exactly how we’re proposing you make us be quiet]

Casey: [v enthusiastic responses in every way as if she was going to be in any doubt here she was giving right answers]

Janis: [just here switching up the position and insisting on blowing you mid hookup because apparently that’s been too long too and we need to, just lying on the floor on our stomach between your legs nbd]

Casey: [never gonna say no to that, will be using the shower to lowkey waterboard her though obvs because always gotta help her choke to death moreso than she already is and will also be playing with her booty in all the ways cos it’s right there in this position how could he not]

Janis: [soz it is all about you right now for us and we gotta let you know with our hearteyes like we’re not out here acting like a demon seeing how far we can take things always, doing the softest bites all over you because a risky business but if anyone would, it’s y’all, obviously you have to kiss and lick his booty too because why would you not show your appreciation with mutual experiences]

Casey: [it’s mutual, adorable hearteyes mixed with the absolute feral urge to take things to their absolute limit, and it goes without saying he was already doing the first one before he started LOSING it over those bites and everything else which would cause him to GO IN on the second, he’ll lose a hand up there in a sec if y’all don’t calm down which you clearly never will lol]

Janis: [just here dragging our teeth over the most sensitive spot over and over because we want you to lose it and fuck the shit out of us lowkey literally lol ‘will you bend me over the bar?’ when you’re using your tongue to instead be penetrating him so you can somewhat get that out coherently if muffled]

Casey: [calling her baby over and over as if that move she’s doing is the softest and gentlest shit anyone has ever done, no notes, giving her the most enthusiastic yes in answer to her question in the form of not being able to be coherent though and just being the loudest and somehow continuing to do the most penetration ever to her despite how hardcore he’s dying rn]

Janis: [just one long continuous moan in response that gets more insane and desperate the more you’re doing and the more we’re thinking about ‘all my holes, all yours’ which is not a full sentences but it cannot be, only illustrating what we mean by adding a finger to the tongue action we’re doing to you, only to then put said finger in your mouth to suck]

Casey: [of course he’s doing it and doing it as dramatically as possible, whilst still doing the most to try and wear her like a glove and dragging her into whatever position necessary with his free hand to be able to touch her foof as much at the same time as though all holes at once was an instruction for rn immediately, it’s all happening in this shower, try not to break it, lads]

Janis: [it’s probably the tiniest shower in the world because of course it is, which makes this even more intense and mental because neither of y’all has room to breathe, never mind adjust once you’ve crammed yourself into whatever position is necessary for this to just keep escalating like it is]

Casey: [mhmm, you’re both too tall to be playing this manic feral game of sexual tetris and something in that shower is definitely getting fucked up but will that stop you, no of course not, nothing will until you both can’t take any more]

Janis: [good thing you did actually get clean before starting this business and will be able to get clean enough with whatever you’ve got left of this shower when you’ve recovered and come ‘round lmao]

Casey: [imagine if they just had to have a normal shower after that as if nothing had happened because they hadn’t done any of it, I’m cackling]

Janis: [this is why y’all go until you pass out because you simply can’t, then you have to koala to each other like clingy children because it’d literally be like a comedown]

Casey: [oh lads you do amuse me, I’d be too exhausted to put a full shift at work in after all that never mind anything else happening while you’re both at the club]

Janis: [good luck, could never be us, the stamina, like my boo said, we’ll just be here in our towel watching you get dressed whilst we attempt to process any of that, as per]

Casey: [god knows what your work outfit is sir but it’s probably not cute, clerbs are so cringe, at least you’ll be able to pick a bomb one out for her when you’re dressed, that’ll be v fun for you both even if you’re gonna have to wait a while before she can put it on cos Chubby does need to be walked by one or both of yous and you will also have to do boring shit like make or order dinner of some sort]

Janis: [we will definitely have to pop out before we put that on it would legit not be safe nor sensible but I’m sure Chubby has gone to sleep whilst you’ve been pissing about so you can help him start something in the kitchen first]

Casey: [it’s fine the anticipation of her finally putting it on is almost as fun as picking the outfit, it all adds to it, and like I said earlier in this convo I need all the domestic cuteness so yes definitely meal prep and cook together in your tiny kitchen and he’ll make drinks for them both like he needs the practice but really he just wants to make her the personalised non-alcoholic drink from before cos all the emotions he has]

Janis: [here in our feelings, don’t mind us, got to hide how genuinely emotional we are by being like ‘just don’t forget alcohol for the people paying’ like we’re giving out handy tips]

Casey: [‘won’t forget to charge for it’ as if he’s gonna make virgin drinks and then get peeps to pay for doubles, don’t mind me emotional because that reminds me of Jimothy’s barista boy antics when he was gonna like give full fat milk to the lactose intolerant peeps, I’m fine, not wrecked by JJ at all]

Janis: [the parallels are not lost on us but trying very hard not to get stuck thinking about that or we will have to go home and be sad and the evening hasn’t even begun so la la la ignore those memories]

Casey: [I’ll just think instead about how in clerbs drinks are so watered down and overpriced sometimes that what he just said isn’t far from the truth so I don’t get sad, also I’m gonna focus on how this boy is such a big nerd he will be playing bops for Chubby, when he inevitably wakes up to be nosey about y’all’s dinner, so he can have his own little club night experience seeing as he isn’t allowed to come with, again this is why your neighbours and landlord hate you, here singing badly and trying to get this dog to join in + dancing with this pup like an absolute fool]

Janis: [when this is something you would automatically go to film because it is amusing and you want to be able to look back on it but that’s also a whole loaded thing so you put your phone down and focus on getting his dog walking gubbins out so you can use this excitement to get him out the door and walked as fast as you’d need to today]

Casey: [when he knows but he’s not going to force you into confronting any of it and bring the mood down drastically, focus on getting your own jobs done sir whether that’s carrying on sorting dinner out or washing up some of the shit or whatever it may be]

Janis: [go on your walk so you can take that second to not spiral here and now, it’s fine]

Casey: [let her cos you know she needs to and you don’t ever need to be Jimothy levels of clingy about anything so]

Janis: [after you’ve been out for a while but are still definitely on your walk]

Janis: You remembered how to make it

Janis: how do you remember them all?

Casey: Just do, if you’re bothered about something you make space for it, I dunno

Janis: yeah

Janis: or there’s room for a big 🧠

Casey: there’s room for drink related bollocks where other dickheads have room for doctor or lawyer related bollocks, more like

Janis: like eithers that hard, condescending attitude and a lot of jargon gets you either letters by your name, like

Casey: it don’t worry us, them dickheads chuck their earnings into my pocket at the end of their work day, hard or piss easy

Janis: be easier to list who don’t

Casey: too right, in this town there’d be no list, either you’re just born or near dead

Janis: be why there’s so many dickheads to deal with, odds were never on your side

Casey: I fancy my odds on knowing how to deal with ‘em, you’re alright

Janis: I know

Casey: We’ll make a go of it, you know

Janis: of what?

Casey: all this, everything

Janis: you know I don’t doubt you, yeah

Casey: don’t doubt yourself neither, yeah

Janis: never been accused of that

Casey: part of the problem, that

Janis: are you on my side or what boy

Casey: unless the or what is repeating other twats mistakes when I can see them a mile off, wouldn’t do you no favours there, would I

Janis: This is the last thing you need to be bothered about tonight

Casey: you’re the only thing I need to bother myself with any night

Janis: but I’m okay so you can bother about yourself instead

Casey: tah but I’ve got nowt to worry about

Janis: true, and you look good

Casey: I’ll look better when I own the place and can have my say in what every dickhead else wears, like

Casey: it’ll do before that night comes

Janis: got time to decide if you really wanna be that cunt and insist on waistcoats and bowties

Casey: probably won’t need long to work out that’s not a goer but never say never

Janis: you’re too nice, always have been

Casey: to you I’ve always wanted to be

Janis: you didn’t always have enough reason to

Casey: it were that I had too much of one, biggest reason there is

Janis: doesn’t stop me treating people like shit but

Janis: I get it

Casey: and I get why you’ve done each thing you’ve done, always have

Janis: I’ll have to take your word for it

Casey: go on then, take and keep hold of what I’ve said, girl

Janis: I’m listening, I swear

Casey: good, I’ll lose the knack of sign language in a bit

Janis: he’ll lose his for conversation, god knows if either of them is managing a full one even with each other

Casey: he’d have to have a knack to lose

Janis: valid point but not a helpful one

Casey: they ain’t after my help at the minute

Janis: nor mine but it’s when they still was and we left him to get like that I’m bothered about

Casey: I know

Janis: but what’s the point questioning why Ian left us to it, answers don’t change anything now

Casey: there’s no question anyway, he did what suited him, proper selfish bastards don’t fancy changing either

Janis: could’ve suited him to lay the law down about it, fuck’s sake

Casey: how he lays the law down don’t suit you

Janis: too late now

Casey: you’ve got time to go to his and have a word with him about it whenever you like, I’ll cover for you, mate

Janis: talking to the school seems like a better idea now, gutting as that is

Casey: does it

Janis: why don’t you think so?

Casey: I don’t think them pair’ll be chuffed at you for involving yourself

Janis: I can tell him to do it then, you know what I mean

Casey: or you could leave him to it

Janis: do you think that’s going to achieve anything

Casey: nah, but him only doing shit if you force him don’t neither

Janis: I don’t know any other way to do it

Casey: they’ve gotta get their head round if they don’t do it no fucker else will, even if that does it in an’ all

Janis: eventually but it’s not just about them

Casey: I get you’re not ready to just piss off out of it, it’s okay

Janis: It’s not about my feelings, it’s about them and Libi

Casey: she’ll thank you less than they would do if you go up the school being mardy and chucking your weight about

Janis: I don’t care

Casey: let her work out they’re taking the piss

Janis: yeah, right

Casey: she’s not a kid, she don’t need hand holding through it no more

Janis: why would I watch her make the same mistakes as me, that’s just stupid

Casey: she’s gotta learn, you telling her they’re mistakes don’t make a difference when she reckons all you’ve done is fuck your life up

Janis: She ain’t gonna learn anything if she’s got no one there to teach her

Casey: she’ll have to the hard way, most dickheads do

Janis: Mums her guardian anyway, she’ll have to tell them that they need to find Bobby an interpreter, or help Jimmy employ one, whatever

Janis: it’s not even coming from me

Casey: so don’t take it on, it ain’t up to you

Janis: as you pointed out, no other cunt will and then she’ll just pick whatever irrelevant subjects he wants to do for his leavers and neither of them will get to grow up

Casey: she might or she might grow a pair before then, but that’s on Libi not you

Janis: 14 isn’t old enough to decide anything about your future, if nothing else, that should be abundantly clear to us all

Casey: we had to pick our subjects having no clue, have a crack at getting on the school board of governors or whatever if you wanna change the piss poor ideas they’ve got, like

Janis: The point is she knows what she wants to do, but she won’t for his sake

Casey: and my point is, if you keep on at her she’ll double down on that fuck up ‘cause you ain’t exactly her best mate right now

Janis: I don’t care about being the bad guy, that’s irrelevant

Janis: she won’t have a choice when it’s pointed out to the school how they’re failing to meet the needs of a disabled kid, and have been for years

Casey: you said it, been going on for years, they already know

Janis: you get that it’s a court case waiting to happen, yeah they know but they aren’t going to want the rest of the world to, so they’d have to fix it

Casey: they can’t force her to stop being a dickhead if she says she wants to do the same bollocks subjects as him, nor can you

Janis: of course they can, that’s the unfairness of school, you do as you’re told

Janis: they do it to twins and weirdly intense friends all the time, it’s not hard, you just have to complain

Casey: it’s a bigger problem than her leavers and it’s hers to sort

Janis: it’s important, you don’t leave children to sort this shit out themselves, my God

Casey: you can, you’re not the only person she’s got

Janis: well I’m not going to so you’ll have to just live with it

Casey: I get it, you heard, I’ll chuck myself into this new job the same so I can pat myself on the back for getting one thing right

Casey: it’s something you know is fixable when there’s loads more that ain’t

Janis: yeah because you don’t fuck off helping to prove a point

Casey: you don’t have to piss about trying to help to prove there’s still a place for you

Janis: that’s what you reckon, yeah

Casey: I’ve said my piece, and like you said, I’ll live with it

Janis: Good for you

Casey: it is what it is

Janis: what it is is you’ve got me so wrong I don’t even know what to say to you

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chicomecoatl · 2 years

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Fuck wireless headphones fr tho

#i cannot fucking stand this shit #there's no physical button for pausing/skipping songs #it's some kind of shitty tap technology with ZERO tactile feedback to tell u you're actually pressing the button #just like the LOWEST artificial clicking sound #girl this does FUCK ALL for me give me a physical fucking button to click something tangible and real please god i'm begging u #but also my hands always idly play w the cable wtf am i supposed to do w my free hand now 💔💔💔#did not realize just how much of my music experience was tactile #touch-free technology is absolutely fucking hell i CANNOT stand this shit #i NEED to have SOMETHING in my HANDS im going INSANE #'say u were a weird twitchy kid without saying u were a weird twitchy kid'#😔😔😔#i wanna chuck these in the trash so bad but i HAVE to use them bc they were a GIFT #and if i don't my dad will be sad 💔💔💔💔💔

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psychelocktango · 5 years

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Therapist: it sounds like you want justice that will never come. I know you feel bad because you have anger and don't like feeling like you want the people who hurt you to hurt you but that's good! That's progress!

Me: okay so how do I get rid of that want for justice/ revenge?

Therapist: that's sort of just being human. Your anger is justified! And that's a good thing to have!

Me:

#I WANT ANSWERS NOT SHIT LIKE THIS MY DUDE #he suggested breaking some pottery and pretending it's people who hurt me & BRUH that only works for me when its objectively terrible PEOPLE #none of these people are 'chuck in the hate bin you trash' people. so no #so no- the implication of 'hurting' them like that is not satisfying #at least im good at not using my anger as a weapon? unlike my exs- different levels though #i just wanna live my life because at least i have the peace of mind now that i didn't do anything to cause any of the shit that happened.#but not doing shit wrong and having shit happen anyhow still sucks especially for the people caught in the fallout & how it disrupts things #i dont want anger i just want to enjoy my own life and while i can at least keep it well contained so it doesn't hurt others #it still LEAVES a bad taste in my mouth #where is the big red button that says YEP THAT WAS BULLSHIT & YOU DIDN'T DESERVE THIS OR CAUSE THIS & PEOPLE MAY HAVE LIED & HURT YOU: NEXT!#okay no one's reading this but ive got larengitis still so i just needed to get this dowb #i guess we both gave disclosures like i said i talk a lot and they didnt think i mesnt that much (despite talking all the time???)#and they said they got defensive but i assumed that they would continue the same kind of 'weirdly inappropriate response' and then thinking #but now i know: people can be mature in many ways but can still act like a child when it comes to their emotions #tbh my most reasonable want is just for my ex to go to fucking therapy and learn how to manage their emotions so rhey dont do this again #and then eventually It'll either dawn on The therapist or them that oh shit i made a very wrong call and was a major asshole #i mean i wont get an apology im sure- admitting they were wrong? i had to once explain that telling someone something upset you is HEALTHY #just the backwards logic of i feel guilt therefore this person is MAKING me feel guilt- like maybe you have morals? maybe life is complex?#or it's your baggage from another relationship- whatever it is i just wish less adults like that existed because shit's tirinfy #i wish being certain in myself was as powerful feeling now as it wss when I felt it towards my abuser #instead it just feels unjust and sad and my brain likes to focus on the worrt that they'll hurt someone else #and i need to let that go because it jsnt my responsibility and unfortunately that's probably what it will take to make them grow up #they didn't make me the most upset though- it was shocking but it fits their personality #people who said they cared and didn't even talk to me at all that's what fucked me up.#how do you trust people again when seemingly honest people just dont care about truth or even hearing someone out like #I'll never understand that level of cruelty that someone can do to someone else #and i did what i needed to so i could have closure but its still just terrifying that people DO that and dont think much of it #because it means i didnt know them- if I'd known... idk if i could have become close with them because clearly they see people as disposable #and hearing multiple sides before reaching a conclusion as irrelevant and that's just against all of my morals #i don't want any more scars. i wish i could judt detach and not care about people and go against my word as easily. be able to breathe

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yunoysl · 3 years

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needy. (m)

Summary: You probably have the most annoying neighbor to exist. He’s always loud, making you always have to bang on his door to tell him to shut up. One question he asks is enough to have you in his bed.

Pairing: cocky neighbor + fuckboy!haechan x fem!reader

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: slightly suggestive, blowjob, spitting in mouth (idk if there’s a name for it), unprotected sex, small size kink, breeding

feedback is greatly appreciated!

You hate your neighbor, so so much. It’s an everyday occurrence for him to be LOUD. And it’s an occurrence for you to bang at his door every day telling him to keep it down. Whether it’s plying his music loud, screaming at his computer when he’s playing overwatch, or playing with himself. That you’ve heard more times that you would think to think of. Or bringing girls over and having THEM be loud. It’s annoying.

“Haechan! Open your door!” You bang on his door, positive that you’re going to almost leave a hole.

“Hello lovely neighbor” your oh so lovely neighbor opened his door, a smirk on this painfully handsome face.

“This is the third day in a row. Can you please shut your little girlfriends up” you don’t see the judgement look that the girl he has inside his place gives you.

“Oh come on, being loud is the fun part” you know he’s teasing you

“You love to irritate me on purpose, don’t you?”

“It’s my superpower. And besides, it’s really fun seeing you all frustrated” he gives you his teasing smile that for some reason does things to you. And you hate yourself for it.

“Are you kidding me? Just please keep it down”

“But then you won’t visit me” The teasing smile leaves his face and is replaced with the cutest pout you’ve ever seen.

“You’re so annoying”

“Are you just mad because you’re horny and wanna fuck me?” That caught you so off guard. You can’t deny the fact that he’s really hot, and the way his thighs are hugged when he wears black skinny jea- no stop.

You don’t answer his question, “I’m leaving”

“Same time tomorrow?” He yells out right as you’re closing your door, ready and looking forward to not having to deal with him for the rest of the day.

“Are you just mad because you’re horny and wanna fuck me?”

Why is that question constantly in your brain. Yeah, you HAVE thought about what it would be like to be in the position of the girls that he invited over to fuck. But that’s it.

Yes, you have used your vibrator while picturing what it would be like to be fucked by your beautiful, tan skinned neighbor who looks like he was kissed by the sun.

You let out a deep, frustrated sigh, reaching over to your nightstand to use your little friend and relieve yourself.

Of course Haechan would never be quiet, as you’re currently banging on his door again.

He finally opens the door, wearing a pear of black basketball shorts this time, and hair a mess.

“If it isn’t my pretty baby” that is the grossest thing you’ve ever heard from him. But why is it making you fight the urge to smile like a school girl who just asked her crush out.

“I was waiting for you, sweet girl” you don’t know this, but Haechan’s heart was actually beating really fast saying that. He would never admit it, but at first he was loud on accident, not meaning to do it or cause anyone any annoyance, but with his cute neighbors constantly visiting him at his door, he started doing it on purpose just to see your pretty face that he pictures when he’s rearranging a random girls guts, wishing that it was you in their spot.

“H-Haechan....” curse you for stuttering. he wasn’t suppose to be aware that the nicknames he was giving you were affecting you.

“Why are you nervous, princess?” You glare at him. “What? Did you come because I was right”

“Right about what?” You’re very confused, not sure what he was talking about.

“That you want to fuck me” he leans against the door as he stares at you with a knowing glint in his eyes, almost like he knew that you have been wishing it was you he was fuckjng every day instead of someone else.

“That’s not why I’m here, Haechan” he takes a step close to you, his fingertips trailing on your arm and going up to your face, his thumb stopping at your bottom lip.

“Um-umm.....” you can’t let any words out, feeling slightly dizzy at his touch.

“Speechless baby?” His thumb pulls on your bottom lip, rubbing it back and forth.

“I-I.... I forgot I have to take out my trash” Haechan chucked as you scurried off, watching you almost trip on your own two feet.

“Mark, I can’t stand him! Why did you have to move in with Jeno and Renjun.” You’re currently FaceTiming with Mark, complain to him about Haechan, again.

“It was cheaper this way, and besides you know I can’t cook and Renjun is basically a chef, especially since he was bored in quarantine and got into cooking and baking”

“I hate him. I hate him, with a burning passion”

“You said that he’s hot, so might as well just fuck him” he drives his attention away from you to open a bag of chips, making you more angry.

“Are you on my side or his?!”

“Yours, but let’s be honest babe, you desperately need dick. And if he’s always bringing girls and being loud then obviously he’s good at it” you rub your face, tired because Mark is indeed, not wrong.

“Hi Y/N” Jeno’s voice takes you out of your frustration. You love Jeno, he’s a cutie and a sweetheart — always there to make you feel better when you’re feeling down. His presence just bring you happiness, like a cute little puppy.

“Hi Jeno” Jeno definitely made you forget about your frustration with Haechan.

“What are you guys talking about” Jeno asks Mark as he took some of the chips he was eating.

“Talking about how Y/N should fuck her hot neighbor”

“Oh, you definitely should”

“Not you too Jeno”

“I’m just saying. We’re rooting for you to get that good dick”

“I hate all of you. I could easily replace you both”

“We’d like to see you try to find other people as amazing as us” you would obviously never replace the annoying dorks you call friends, but it doesn’t hurt to threaten them with it a little bit.

“I’m ending this, I’ll call you again later”

“Bye whore” you hang up and sigh. you should definitely try getting new friends.

You swear this time you’re going to actually murder Haechan.

You’re barely about to lift your fist to his door when he opens it, slightly startling you, “Come inside” he doesn’t even wait for you to come inside, leaving you to close his door yourself.

He has a really nice place. It’s very brightly lit and the white furniture makes it look classy.

“You know, you’re really pretty” out of anything Haechan we’re to talk about with you, him complimenting you is not what you expected.

“Uhh.. thanks”

“I bet you would look prettier underneath me though” and there’s the Haechan you’re familiar with.

“Okay I’ll fuck you” you swear his eyes almost literally popped out of his head.

“Wait, really?” the happiness in his voice doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

“Yeah. I would like to see if all the noises your girlfriends make is because you’re actually good or they’ve only familiar with bad dick and that’s what they like” he’s quick to carry you bridal style to what you’re positive is his bedroom. He throws you on the bed after shutting his door with his foot.

“What do you wanna do first?” He’s in the middle of making out with you, your salivas mixing together.

“Can I suck you?”

“Oh... umm... sure.” You notice that he’s slightly flustered, acting like this is his first time ever doing anything sexual. He’s quick to unbutton his jeans and slide them off his legs, along with his underwear.

Once he’s bare underneath, he tilts your chin, giving you a quick kiss before placing his tip on your bottom lip. He runs his cock in your mouth slowly. You’re quick to pick up your face, eager to have all of him in your mouth. Your jaw burns from the stretch around him.

He pulls you off his cock to bring his head down to your lips, spitting in your mouth before placing his cock in your mouth again.

“Your mouth is so good” Your head bobs up and down rapidly, his cock reaching the back of your throat after finally getting used to his side. Your head bobs up and down as Haechan’s moans escape his lips, sounding like heaven to your ears. He pulls you off his cock again, making you whine since you weren’t done yet.

He smirks at you, “another time baby. I need to be inside you right now.”

He pushes you down on the bed and climbs on top of you, rubbing his cock over your pussy before shoving it in, bottoming out inside of you. Your head spins faster as he fills you up.

“You’re so warm” he teases in your ear, your mind not caring at all and instead being focused on the please you’re receiving. The sound of skin slapping quickly fills the room. Your eyes fluttering shut as your legs shake.

“You’re so pretty, baby” Haechan hisses as you continuously clench around him. Your mind is foggy, Haechan and his cock being the only thing you’re able to focus on. His grunts spill from his mouth as he quickens his face.

He pounds into you mercilessly, fingers clenching your hips tightly. “Will you come for me?” One last thrust is what has you coming undone, your climax washing over you.

You’re whining and gasping loudly, Haechan groaning in your ear as he cums, filling you to the brim. You cry out loudly as his cum shoots inside you. He pulls out of you once he’s finished, cleaning both of you up before tucking your bodies into bed, both of you welcoming a deep slumber.

#nct 127 smut #nct smut #haechan imagines #haechan scenarios #haechan au #haechan x reader #nct dream smut #00 line smut #haechan smut

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biggest-stupidhead · 4 years

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more modern au levi x reader!! is it okay where reader makes petra jealous???

Just a reminder: WE DO NOT CONDONE PETRA SLANDER IN THIS HOUSE!!!

with that said, I will write this heavily focused on Petra to make it a lil angsty, hope you enjoy!

Summary: Petra watches her ex fall for another

Word Count: 1.7K

It had been two long years since Petra and Levi ended things. It wasn’t messy but it was painful, she had seen it coming from a mile away. He had grown just as distant as he had been when they first met. Staying late at work, texting her dryly, and using terrible excuses. Although she had known it was coming, she still was a wreck when he actually ended things. She spent the months following the break up drinking wine and crashing at Oluo’s place regularly. After two years she was finally feeling better, dare she say, ready to get back into the dating scene? Or at least that’s what she thought, she was scrolling through her instagram feed when she stumbled across Hange’s page. It was someone’s birthday, someone she wasn’t familiar with.

A woman with bight eyes and an even brighter smile was in the center of the group photo. On her right was Levi, who had an arm thrown casually over her shoulder, the faintest trace of a smile on his lips. Petra pinched the screen to zoom into Levi’s side, where she saw a feminine hand on his waist. She stared stupidly at the image. She shouldn’t feel jealous, she had no right. It had been two long years since the break up. But the picture only dredged up old memories of times when she would hold Levi that same way. When that smile was directed to her. She then turned her attention to the caption, which read:

Happy Birthday (Y/n)! 24 never looked so good!

She then scrolled through the comments, many of them consisted of birthday wishes and support. She lost interest when she didn’t see Levi’s username and instead went back to the collection of photos, three of them in all. The group one that she assumed had just been taken, the second one was a picture of Hange and you on the beach, Petra felt a involuntary wave of self consciousness wash over her at the site of you in a swim suite. The final picture was the one that hurt the most though, it seemed to be a very old picture of you, maybe from your early years in college? You were sitting on a couch with younger versions of Hange, Erwin, Levi, and Moblit. Levi’s arm was casually thrown over your shoulders. Why had he never mentioned you before? Were you the reason that they broke up? No Levi had assured her that it wasn’t like that, said he wasn’t seeing anyone else. She tried to stop herself from going down that rabbit hole, but she couldn’t seem to. Before she really knew what she was doing, she had clicked on your profile which she was almost disappointed to find as public. This meant that there was nothing stopping her from judging every perfect image that was posted, and to her pleasant surprise, there was only one photo of you and Levi. The photo was posted the week prior, the two of you were hiking in the mountains, the dusty trial behind you. Your face was flushed from the exertion of the climb, Levi seemed cool as a cucumber, his face blank and void of emotion. She scrolled through the post and found a video, the sound of your shoes crunching and Levi talking behind you were clear as day.

“I mean come on, who uses fucking Lipton? Have some god damn class.” Levi spat, as you snorted in amusement. Petra found herself chuckling along with you at Levi’s little rant. She felt a rogue tear slide down her cheek when you showed the phone to Levi, who’s face fell from being mildly animated to apathetic once more. You cackled as he swiped the phone and the video ended abruptly. It was so innocent, it was clear from the rest of your page that you were a private person, much like Levi. With little indication that you were dating him, it left her wanting to know more. More about the girl that had taken her place, had managed to worm her way into Levi’s heart of stone and make herself comfortable. As soon as these thoughts crowded into her head, she deleted instagram all together and powered her phone down, determined to wipe her memory of the images she had seen.

The music was a nice distraction from the awkwardness that hung in the air. You had arrived uncharacteristically early to Hange’s party, and consequently meeting a whole group of people that you had never met before. The new people were about your age, three young men and one stunning young woman. It was early fall and Hange’s annual bonfire bash as you all had dubbed the event. Basically you lit a massive fire, when you were younger it was your past assignments from your pervious school year, then it became just regular old wood. You tapped your finger against the cool beer bottle as you leaned up against the counter, the men were laughing obnoxiously as they dropped the alcohol that they’d brought into one of the many coolers. The woman was looking at you almost nervously, she seemed extremely on edge, shifting her weight back and forth, eyes wandering around the room in a jittery manner. You frowned, wondering what was bothering her, but ultimately deciding that it was not really your business. Erwin shimmied behind you, his hands on your shoulders as he slide past you into the kitchen. You caught his arm, clinging to his familiar presence.

“Erwin.” you hissed as he stooped to reach your level.

“Who are these people?” you asked as you held his bicep firmly in your grasp. He pulled away and looked at you with a confused expression.

“You mean Levi didn’t tell you?” He said slowly, clearly he was unsure if it was his place to speak on the relationship between Levi and these people.

“No....” You said carefully, not wanting to make Erwin uncomfortable.

“Oh well they used to work in the same department before Levi switched.” He said, he looked over to the men and motioned for them to come over, they ambled over with curious expressions.

“What’s up Erwin?” the dark haired man asked as he looked between the two of you.

“Just thought I’d ought to introduce you to (Y/n) here, she’s an old friend of ours from high school.” Erwin explained, his hand still comfortingly placed on your mid back. You waved shyly and smiled at all of them, including the girl.

“Pleasure to meet you.” The blonde with a ponytail said, outstretching his hand to shake yours.

“I’m Eld, this is Gunther, Oluo, and that fine young lady over there is Petra.” He said, pointing at all of them respectively.

“It’s so nice to meet you guys!” you said sweetly as you struck up a conversation with Oluo about what they thought about the department that they worked in. It didn’t go unnoticed that Petra remained nearly silent, her amber eyes wide and a bit fearful. When the interns arrived, the men were quick to go help them carry in the alcohol that they brought, leaving you and Petra alone in the kitchen. You cocked your head at her as you poured some pretzels into a large bowl. The warm glow of the setting sun cast a halo over her head and you couldn’t help but voice your admiration for her.

“You’re really pretty.” you gushed as she blushed at your words and turned to look at you with wide eyes.

“So are you...” She returned the compliment and you smiled, feeling more at ease now that the two of you were alone.

“So how long have you known Hange?” You asked conversationally as you crumpled up the bag and tossed it into the trash.

“Hm let’s see...about four years now?” She responded with a bit of a wistful tone.

“Really? I’m surprised we haven’t met sooner!” you chuckled as the two of you opened a bottle of wine and poured it into two large glasses. The two of you strolled out into the bark yard, where Hange and Moblit were chucking large pallets of wood onto the fire pit. You and Petra sat down in two lawn chairs watching as Hange and Moblit bickered over if it was safe enough to light the fire with gasoline.

“I am too, you seem....like a really nice girl.” Petra said a bit downcast as she looked deeply into her wine.

“So do you! We should grab breakfast ooo or maybe even brunch sometime!” You said excitedly and Petra sat there in awe, wondering if there was even a mean bone in your body. Or if you had any clue that she had dated Levi.

“Yeah...this is kind of random but...are you dating Levi?” She blurted out, her face turning to look at you with a flushed expression. You nodded nonchalantly and took another sip of your wine.

“Yeah we just started dating about a year ago.” You said with a shrug, Petra inhaled, readying herself for the next words that would either make or break the future relationship between the two of you.

“Did...you know we dated?” she said, cringing when the words left her mouth. She sounded crazy and she knew it, but she felt obligated to clear the air between you before it got bad.

“Hm I think he mentioned it once or twice, and Hange told me about you when you first started dating.” You said looking up thoughtfully, your tone held no malice or any sign of ill will.

“You’re not...”

“Insecure? Nah, and don’t take that like I’m being cocky! I just mean that...”

“No, no let’s just not do this. I’m sorry for bringing it up. God I’m such a bitch.” Petra went to stand and you followed her, catching her wrist.

“It’s alright really, I don’t care about what happened between you and Levi. It’s frankly none of my business, I just...wanna be friends with you.” you smiled at her sheepishly as she looked at you with wide eyes.

“Oh” She managed to say dumbly.

“That is if you want to be friends.” You said, letting go of her hand and giving her some space.

“Yeah...I think that I’d like that very much.” Petra said with a bright smile.

In honor of Women’s History month, I couldn’t bare to write something that was a stereotypical jealous ex, so I did the next best thing and wrote this more geared towards the reader and Petra bringing each other up instead of tearing one another down. As someone who was apart of the fandom back in like 2014 I am way too familiar with writers turning Petra into a psycho bitch, and I don’t like that. SO I hope that this is good enough to fit the prompt!

#levi x reader #levi x y/n #levi x you #levi ackerman fanfiction #levi ackerman #jealous petra ral #modern au #erwin smith #hange zoe #moblit #aot fanfiction #aot fandom #light angst #fluff #women supporting women #no petra slander allowed #womens history month

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just-an-aussie-fandom-hermit · 4 years

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Some #Only in Gotham posts because I’m stressed and this is my coping mechanism

Guys guys guys

So I was in Central City today visiting some friends earlier this morning, and then the city gets attacked by these... aliens? Weird reptillian cryptids?? Who knows, but they were not happy nor friendly. We were all at this nice cafe just vibing in the outdoor area when this bipedal, green-gray reptile thing pops out of the manhole outside the cafe and goes absolutely feral. He was super close to my group so I grab my croc repellant (for non gothamites, its’ basically pepper spray but really bad-smelling to ward off croc if he ever shows up) out in an instant and I sprayed it right in the face.

Then I grabbed the nearest thing—some poor old guy’s metal walking frame—and whacked the reptile in the back of the head and it crumpled basically instantly.

And after the JL had stepped in to deal with the rest of them (not many, from what I’ve heard, but better safe than sorry I guess), heaps of people were freaking out about it because, well, this is Central City, they don’t get this kind of crime, they’re not prepared for this, yada yada.

Then that manhole pops up and everyone freaks out again because “oh god they’re back” but it’s just Batman dragging a bunch of tied up reptiles out of the sewers using some kind of winch set-up. It was almost comical—a daisy chain of reptiles being lifted out of this manhole in Central City by our favourite Goth Cryptid.

The cops were completely floored. The civilians didn’t know whether to be more scared of Bats or the reptiles. I mean, it was literally the middle of the day, and it’s rare to see Batman in daytime in Gotham but I guess this was an extenuating circumstance, so I guess I see why they were scared.

Batman just looks down at me standing over an unconscious reptilian holding the can of croc repellant and he’s just like “I’m guessing you’re from Gotham.”

I was like “yeah. Can’t escape the damn cryptids wherever I am.”

And tHEN he LAUGHS. Like, it was a small and quiet snort but it happened and I’m still shook. I have officially joined the “I made Batman laugh” squad. I can ascend peacefully now.

He seemed super embarrassed but asked if my friends and I were okay before he turned on his heel and stalked over to Flash and Woner Woman, a daisy-chain of reptiles in tow.

#lmao #onlyingotham #Batman #IMadeBatmanLaugh #ITookDownAReptileCryptid #GothamIsWeirdOkay #WeGottaBePreparedForAnything

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I just heard this Metropolis guy try and trash Bruce Wayne to his friend at this diner and like five seperate people (myself included) turned around to roast the hell outta him. Like, yeah, he’s a billionaire, which is a whole can of worms I don’t wanna open right now, but he’s basically the only reason this city’s still standing and functioning (especially after the quakes and the no-man’s-land bs). His kids—most are poc and would not have thrived in the system—are all successful and work with their communities to better other people’s lives. Bruce Wayne is basically the only reason I got through high school (and am now in college); a scholarship is the only reason most of my friends have enough money to make rent. He “accidentally” spilled wine on Lex Luthor when he made a sexist remark. Also, didn’t it come out recently that he’s basically been funding the JL o at least is a major financial backer? An icon. You can shut your mouth, Jeremy.

One girl Instagram lived the whole exchange (she was filming beforehand I think) and it was magical.

Later on, Robin (the newest one, with the swords) shows up and he’s like “thank you for defending the honour of Mr Wayne”. I was like “kid,,,, you don’t need to thank me but you’re welcome”. he just kinda looks at me for a second and says “you eat free tonight” and chucks a bunch of dollar notes at me and disappears into the wilderness (ie. an alleyway). It was so surreal.

#GiveWayneABreak #BruceWayne #LetTheManLiveHisLife #GothamitesProtectTheirOwn #EvenTheBatkidsAreProtectiveOfHim

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Yeah so....... I just saw some of Two-Face’s goons about to enter a bank, weapons drawn, and I’m scared because their boss is in Arkham, and the Rogues’ most loyal people always get antsy and trigger-happy when their bosses are off the board. I’d dialed 911 when I first saw them and ducked into an alley.

But then I see one of them stop dead in their tracks—Goon A we’ll call him—and says “hey, Wayne’s in there”.

Goon B: “Oh, we’re not meant to go after Wayne. Pack it in fellas.”

Goon C: “Huh? why not?”

Goon A: “Boss-man said so. Wayne used to be his best bud. Helped him campaign to be DA and stuff. Went to college together. Nice man.”

Goon B: “Got no problem wth that. Wayne’s the only reason my boys got through school. Besides, we mess with Wayne, the boss and Harley will be on our asses.”

Goon C: “Huh. Fair enough. We’ll go to the other location then.”

And then they just,,,, left.

#EvenTheRoguesWannaProtectHim #BruceWayne #HarveyDent #TheGuysGotCaughtAfter #IToldDetectiveMontoya #AndSheJustSighedForAReallyLongTime #OnlyInGotham #GothamIsWeird

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Today I was in a Zoom call with some of my coworkers on the other side of the world, sitting in the kitchen facing the living room, when Red Robin comes crashing through my window. I just kinda turned around to see if he was badly injured (he wasn’t, couldn’t even see any blood) so I just continued on with what I was saying and he sheepishly left through the same window.

My coworkers are looking at me like “Jacob are you okay??” And I’m like, “yeah man, that was just Red Robin, he has unfortunate luck with windows. Soon enough one of the other Bats will come knocking with a replacement or a cash refund. Though, I should probably just invest in plexi-glass.”

One of my coworkers went on a bit of a rant about “vigilantes causing property damage and disrupting the peace” and i’m like “Mark I’d rather Batman crashing through my door or window once a month to getting buried in my twenties in his abscence,” and he was like “yeah, fair enough” so we just continued with our call.

After my call, Blonde Batgirl shows up and apologises for the window. I ask about plexi-glass and if Red Robin is alright.

She’s like “yeah he’s fine but he’s getting Bat-Lectured for being reckless which is why I’m here. Also from what Oracle can tell you should be able to get plex-glass installed within the week.”

#OnlyInGotham #GettingBatLecturedDoesNotSoundFun #ThanksOracle #BatmanDontBeTooHardOnTheKid #Gothamite #MeanwhileInGothamCity #GothamCity #RedRobin

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So, Red Hood piggy-backed me up to my apartment yesterday because my heel broke when I was fleeing from these guys trying to mug me (or worse) and I sprained my ankle. He carried me up four flights of stairs and helped me get into my apartment and wrap my foot properly.

I told him to take some of my nana’s lasagna (because our local vigilante needs to keep his strength up! Man’s gotta eat, and from what I hear he’s not swimming in cash) and he got real quiet for a while before saying “yeah, sure”.

So he ate some lasagna while I called in sick to work (who were very understanding, surprisingly).

Then after a little while he’s like “bye” and jumps outta my window.

An icon.

#RedHood #OnyInGotham #WeStanALegend #IHopeYouLikedTheLasagna #MyNanaSaysSheWillMakeMoreForYou #GrowingUpInCrimeAlley

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givemeyourcrunchbars · 3 years

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Sequestered

Fern x f!reader

If there are any warnings I need to add, please let me know :)

The weight of the crown on your head was too much to bear today. You gently set it down onto the grass, next to you in the shade of the giant oak trees above you.

If someone were to ask you what it's like to be a princess, you would say it's a curse. For the past 15 years you've been raised, your father was stern and barely paid any attention to you. Suffering from neglect, you slowly watched him become more and more corrupt with power, forcing the entire kingdom to stay within its walls. As far as the common people knew, the outside was a mysterious place not to be messed with.

That's what power does to people. To have all these abilities at your hands, is a great responsibility. But most rulers toss those away, like a bag of trash being disposed into the garbage can.

You sighed, gazing across to the opposite side of the clearing you were sitting in. You raised your head to look up at the sky. Oh, what I would do to have a different life...

The rustling of leaves caught your attention. You gasped, quickly backing away into the shelter of the trees. Dad can't catch me being here!

"Hey."

You froze as relief washed over you. It wasn't your father.

You weren't allowed to leave the kingdom. Finding loopholes wasn't easy, so you didn't know what you'd do if he found out.

Carefully, you stood up, squinting at the figure standing at the opposite end of the meadow. Slowly, they- or it- stepped into the sunlight. You recognized him from your past adventures. Fern the Human.

"Hi," you replied warily. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, you know," he said. "Just exploring." Fern wore the same expression he did normally, a blank set of eyes and his mouth set in a straight line.

You nodded, your eyes darting around the clearing, at anything but him. You rarely interacted with outsiders, especially since you weren't allowed outside of your kingdom. So you didn't know how to act. All your social skills started chipping away because you were forced to stay inside all the time. "Princess duties".

"I haven't seen you around here before," the grass boy remarked. "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" I repeated. That was a good question. Every single decision I've had to make and every emotion I've had was decided for me. So much so, that I wasn't sure there was any "me" left.

"I'm Y/N," you replied. Fern tilted his head.

"Where are you from?"

"Um." You struggled to find the words. He couldn't know about the kingdom, or else you would find yourself kicked out. What was even the purpose of telling him? It could only end badly. His curiosity would get the better of him, driving him him to see the kingdom for himself. Would Fern even try to save us?

Even though you wanted to rescue your people badly, the thought of them roaming around aimlessly in the Land of Ooo scared you. They barely knew anything about the outside, and the only information they did know altered their perspective to think of it in a bad light. Besides, what could Fern do to help? He's just one person.

"It's none of your business," you ended up blurting out. "I have to go." Your father wanted you home for the evening anyway. For what, he didn't say.

You turned away before you could hear Fern's reply, dashing off into the dense forest.

Taking a deep breath, you began to form an image of a raven inside your mind. Shapeshifting was still something you weren't good at. You were supposed to follow a certain set of rules as a princess, one of which being that you couldn't shapeshift into your raven form in the presence of other people. It was seen as impolite.

Focus on shapeshifting! You commanded yourself. Finally, you were able to fly, ruffling your wings a bit. You missed being able to soar.

"Wait!" Fern's voice yelled from behind you, his footsteps trodding through the layers of leaves on the forest floor. You sighed, flapping up to the tree tops and taking off. A feeling of dread gradually grew in your chest, facing the reality that you had to go back to your secluded life, with people that ignored and misunderstood you.

As the dark green leaves of the forest zoomed by beneath your feet, you began to wonder whether you should've listened to what Fern had to say. Eh, it probably wasn't important.

Directing your thoughts back to your destination, you vowed to come back to your happy place as soon as possible. It helped clear your head. Hopefully, Fern won't be there next time. The idea of talking to people made you uncomfortable. The people that you've trusted in the past have all either broken your trust, or just didn't care about you at all.

There's a crown here in the bushes, Fern observed, lifting the heavy piece of gold. It was a big ring, with an arm extending upwards, holding a small, rugged black crystal. Interesting.

Turning it over in his hands, something strange caught his eye. A carving on the back of the crown. It was barely illegible, but Fern could make out one name. Y/N.

"Where is your crown?" The Raven King hissed angrily. "The suitors are already here!"

"I don't know, Dad!" You frantically racked your mind, trying to remember where you had left it. A princess' crown was a part of her, as a role model and a symbol. But this time, it represented worth.

"Why are you making me marry someone I don't even know anyway?" You hurriedly glanced at your father, brows furrowed. Your father had invited a group of suitors to compete for your hand in marriage. They desired only the princess' heart, but it wasn't true love, like what you dreamed of as a child. They just wanted land, wealth, and power. Marrying you was their key to a happy life. Without your label as a princess, they would have no opportunity at all.

"You know very well why!" Your father growled. "This is going to be beneficial for the kingdom! Don't you want me to prosper?"

You started walking down the spiraling staircase that lead to the main hallways, unable to stay calm any longer. "I want the people to prosper," you replied, sending a spine-chilling glare to your father behind you. Before he could respond, you stomped away, into the main hallway where a line of antsy suitors stood waiting.

You definitely have a thing for walking out on people.

"Heya, Fern!" A boy wearing a worn, dual-toned green backpack greeted Fern, holding open the door that had separated the two just moments before. "Jake just made some meatloaf! Want some? It has your favorite- I mean our favorite garnishes." Finn grinned.

"No thanks," Fern replied, distracted. His eyes wandered all around the giant treehouse that stood over him, almost menacingly. Despite what Fern wanted to think, there was something about it that made him uneasy. When he thought of the treehouse, he thought of Finn, which in turn caused him to obsess over the fact that he wasn't Finn. Then who was he?

"No probs." Finn sounded a little disappointed, but cheered up when Jake called out that the meatloaf was ready from somewhere inside the house.

"By the way, can I ask you something?" Fern asked, taking something out of his backpack, which tumbled to the ground, causing him to groan in frustration. Finn turned back to his grassy friend while taking a plate of food from the unseen Jake. "What's up?"

He gasped when he saw the golden crown gleaming in the sunlight. "That belongs to one of the princesses!" He picked it up and handed it back to Fern.

Fern nodded, stowing it in his backpack. "I found it in the forest near Tree Trunks' house. I think this girl dropped it," he said.

"Whahf girl?" Finn said, trying to chew meatloaf at the same time. "PB? Fire Princess? Slime P?"

"No." Fern shook his head. "I've never seen her before, and honestly," he said, scratching the back of his neck. "She was scared of me." He sounded frustrated, his voice trailing off.

"Dude-"

"Why doesn't anything ever work out?!" Fern said in anguish. He curled his fingers in and out of his palm, trying to release the tension trapped in his mind.

"Calm down, dude," Finn exclaimed. "I can help you find her, don't worry! I've never seen this crown before either, so we can go together." He placed a hand on Fern's shoulder, trying to comfort him.

"No!" Fern protested. "I wanna do it myself," he said, softer. "Can you just tell me how to find her?"

Finn looked taken aback for a second at his grassy friend's outburst, but nodded regardless. "You can ask the Candy People and the other kingdoms, they probably know who owns that crown." He handed Fern a map of the Land of Ooo, sketched out on a yellowed piece of paper.

Saying their goodbyes, Finn left Fern on his solo quest to find the mysterious princess.

The long and chaotic day was finally over. You sank down to the floor, your back against the door to your room. You stared at the king-sized bed. I hate this. I hate everything.

After you left your father standing on the stairs, you had awkwardly walked into the main hall. But that must have been the last straw for your father, because he still didn't join you, even after five minutes. He ended up sending a replacement to accompany you after a long time of waiting. You wished that the suitors didn't keep glancing at the spot where your crown was supposed to sit while you stood with your hands clasped in front of you, staring at the doorway your father was going to follow you through.

I still have to get the crown back, you thought. Where did I leave it? The only place I would've lost it would be... Then you realized. The clearing! Of course! Oh no, I have to go there right now!

You raced over to the small window in your bedroom, peeking your head out. Seeing practically no one outside, you transformed into your raven form and hopped on the windowsill. Suddenly, an object was hurled at you from below. Looking down, you saw a small child chucking pieces of corn at you.

"Get out of there, you stupid crow!" He yelled. Close enough.

You carefully flapped your wings, flying high above the kingdom. As soon as you were out of reach, the child gave up trying to knock you out of the sky and returned to his home, resuming the quiet atmosphere the kingdom always held during evenings.

Night had almost fallen over Ooo when you finally arrived at your meadow. Landing in the spot where you had sat earlier that day, you turned back into a human and rummaged through the bushes for your long lost crown. As the minutes ticked by, you began to grow more frustrated. Where is it?! If I lose it forever, I'm done for.

"Huh?" You said out loud. Prying apart the branches of a blueberry bush, you found a few grass blades attached to the rough leaves, reminding you of Fern. You stood up. Why not just see if Fern had it? He wasn't the scavenger type, but something as mysterious as an unknown princess' crown was sure to fascinate him.

Ugh, the sun is setting. You sighed in defeat, vowing to visit Fern the next day to take back the circlet. Another day that's ending, another gloomy morning to look forward to. But this time, you had a mission to accomplish.

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injury | cha eunwoo

a/n ~im a simp for eunwoo, you’re a simp for eunwoo, let’s be simps for eunwoo~

LMFAO anyway this is the first week w/o true beauty and yes as much as suho’s character was a bit toxic, he was end game and that’s it !! also eunwoo bb worked so hard :’) no one can deny eunwoo’s superb acting skills alright !! and if they do they boutta catch these hands. so here’s a cute little something of basketball player!eunwoo bc im in love with him

pls watch handsome tigers or this tik tok if you wanna indulge in basketball player!eunwoo bc everyone should at least once in their life

→ pairing: basketball player!eunwoo x athletic trainer!reader

→ genre: fluff, lil angst

→ word count: 5.1k ________________________________________________

Your POV

One thing you didn’t expect when you applied to be a student athletic trainer for the university basketball team was to end up dating one of their star players, but here you were: holding hands with Cha Eunwoo–the starting shooting guard–as you two walked into the basketball court.

He gave you a smile and a kiss to the cheek before going off to join his teammates in stretching. You let out a content sigh, watching as he happily greeted the other basketball players, and then went over to the other student trainers.

Usually, you wouldn’t have much to do since the boys were just practicing, but there was someone new joining today, so you and the other trainers had to give her a little rundown on what she signed up for.

“-mostly we just tape up and ice the guys if they have an injury or a muscle strain, but yeah that should be about it. Simple, right?”

The new girl nodded, eyes trained on the court as the team just started their warmups. “Who’s that? Number 97 is hot–”

“And dating y/n.” One of the male trainers, and yours and Eunwoo’s close friend, Rocky said, narrowing his eyes at the new girl as he rested his elbow on your shoulder. “So don’t even think of any ideas to–”

“Rocky,” You scolded hitting his stomach, “Don’t be rude.”

The girl gave you a once over, an uncomfortable smile on your face, as her eyes met yours. “Ah...well, you must have an amazing personality, y/n!”

You were taken aback, did she just call you ugly? You forced a laugh, trying your best not to quip back at her. Rocky, though, had no restraints, “Clearly a better one than yours.”

Before the new girl could respond, the head trainer called her over, a huge sigh of relief coming from you. Rocky clicked his tongue as he stared at her back, “She’s not going to last long with us. I don’t get why you’re so timid when others are clearly insulting you, y/n.”

You rolled your eyes at him. When it came to your friends, it was definitely Rocky and Myungjun who were not afraid to be bold about what they were thinking. “Eunwoo and I have been dating for more than a year now, you don’t think I’m used to people always saying that my boyfriend is out of my league? I just try to ignore it now Rocky c’mon, I know how Eunwoo feels about me and that’s enough.”

“Damn hyung’s handsome face.” The younger male shook his head. You chuckled, the two of you taking a seat on the bench and conversing as the basketball practice went on. During water breaks, Eunwoo would come over to where you and Rocky were sitting, chatting it up with you two in brief increments before resuming practice. He would always pucker his lips up for a peck before leaving, which you would definitely grant and Rocky would pretend to be disgusted.

By the end of their practice, you managed to successfully avoid the new girl, waiting outside the locker room like you always do after bidding Rocky goodbye. Eunwoo smiled once he saw you, immediately draping his arm around your shoulders as he kissed your temple in greeting. “Baby, I’m hungry.”

“Mmm, you want to eat out or order in?” You asked looking up at him.

“Order in, I’m tired.” He said, the two of you already making your way to his car.

As soon as you two arrived back at Eunwoo’s apartment, he immediately plopped down on the couch. You chuckled, lightly smacking his butt, “Baby, go take a shower first, you’re sweaty.”

“Wanna take one with me?” He asked blinking his big beautiful eyes at you. You grinned, the offer was tempting, but you already took a shower earlier today and you wanted to order this food as soon as possible. Eunwoo pouted as you shook your head in rejection, getting up to go the bathroom looking like a kicked puppy.

You turned on the television to whatever variety show was on at the moment, barely paying attention as you were looking through the food delivery app on your phone. You turned your head as Bin walked out of his bedroom, no doubt having just woken up from a nap.

“Oh? You guys are back.” He said sleepily, waving to you.

“Binnie, we’re ordering for dinner, do you want something?” You asked offering him your phone, a laugh leaving you at the boost of energy he received from the word ‘dinner’

“You know a way to man’s heart, y/n.” Bin said jokingly as he started looking through the menu. “By the way, Rocky texted me about that new trainer–rude ass bitch.”

“God you guys spread gossip faster than girls.” You said amused, “I told him earlier, I’m used to people saying stuff like that. It’s whatever.”

“I guess, but you know how sad Eunwoo will be if he finds out this is still going on?” Bin said handing you your phone back. “We’ve been telling you this since the beginning, don’t let other people’s opinions get to you. You’re attractive, y/n! And to Eunwoo, you’re the most beautiful person in the world.”

You smiled, touched by his words of comfort, “Thanks Binnie, ah where would me and Eunwoo be without all of your guys’ support?”

“Nowhere because he wouldn’t have had the balls to confess to you if it wasn’t for us.” He scoffed heading to the bathroom.

“Change your mind, baby?”

“You better stay in the shower! I don’t wanna see your dick while I’m peeing.”

You laughed at their interaction, your attention shifting to the television as you patiently waited for your food and company. Within 30 minutes, the three of you were happily stuffing yourselves full with the takeout, talking up a storm while watching tv. You leaned back against the couch when you felt your stomach capacity maxed out, hands perched on your belly as you groaned, “I can’t eat anymore.”

They looked at you in amusement, Bin laughing while Eunwoo rested his hand on your knee, a fond smile on his face as he told you he’ll finish up your leftovers. The two boys then got engrossed in their own conversation of sorts, you listening quietly to the side as the food coma started to kick in. Somewhere in the midst of their conversation, you settled behind Eunwoo, legs draped next to his body as you snaked your arms around his waist, resting your head on his back. He hummed, still chewing on his food as he took one of your hands and squeezed it.

You started to zone out, their dialogue beginning to sound like a bunch of nonsensical noise. Bin looked over to where you were laying, “I think y/n’s about to knock out.”

Your boyfriend turned his body to get a glimpse of you, grinning as you whined from the shift in movement. He changed your positions so that you were leaning next to his side, his arm around your waist as you rested your head on his shoulder. “Food coma?”

You nodded, snuggling into his side to get comfortable. Bin watched the two of you with a smile, scooping up the last of his food before clapping his hands, “Well! you guys being all cuddly is making me miss my bub...so see you lovebirds tomorrow!”

You snort, eyes still closed as you respond to him, “Aren’t they hanging out with Eunbi right now? I saw it earlier on their Instagram story.”

He shrugs, gathering up the trash, “I’m going to crash their hangout because I want to cuddle too. Have fun you two, good night sweet dreams, use protection...or not, be a little spicy!”

Eunwoo rolls his eyes as he picks up a throw pillow and chucks it at his roommate, “Alright bye Binnie.”

It takes all but five minutes before Bin leaves the apartment. The moment you two were alone, Eunwoo immediately tightened his hold, practically pulling you onto his lap as he laid you both down on the couch, spooning you from behind. You let out a smile, hands on top of his as he kissed your shoulder, “You ran a lot today baby, are your legs okay?”

He cutely nods his head, his chin lightly digging into your skin, “My calves are a bit tight, but I’ll probably just roll them out at the gym tomorrow.”

You hummed, rubbing his arm, “Do you want me to massage your legs?”

“It’s okay baby, we’re both tired. I’ll just do it tomorrow.” He said, not wanting to move from the couch any time soon. You chuckled, turning around so that you faced him, your eyes finally blinking open, “If you wait until tomorrow, your calves are gonna be stiff and sore, you might get a muscle cramp. C’mon baby.”

He kissed your nose in response, “You were literally about to knock out from a food coma five minutes ago.”

“The feeling comes and goes,” You grinned, moving to stand up from the couch. Eunwoo pouted at your absence, but followed your movement anyway, taking your hand as you led him to his bedroom. He obediently laid face down on his bed, waiting as you searched his room for the roller stick. “Can we cuddle after?”

“Yes,” You laughed, giving him a kiss before you sat down next to his legs. “Baby, this is your perk for dating an athletic trainer. I need to make sure you’re in tip top shape.”

“But rolling calves always hurt.” Eunwoo whined, already wincing as you started to apply pressure under the back of his knee. You tried to be gentle at first before really going in with stretching his calf muscles, “that’s because your calves are the tensest muscles in the body, they’re put under a lot of strain and pressure from walking and running so it hurts when you try to relax them.”

“I love when you talk medical to me,” He sighs dreamily. You roll your eyes, pressing down hard on the meat of his calves. You felt bad when Eunwoo started letting out complaints of pain, trying to talk him through it and distract him from the pressure on his legs. “Ow ow baby! It hurts!”

“I know I know, almost done baby, I promise.” You said gently, rolling the stick thoroughly over both calves a couple more times, trying to get rid of all the deep knots that accumulated in his muscles. After deciding that he’s suffered through enough with the stick, you put it to the side and began kneading the heels of your palms through his skin, stimulating his muscles gently after the harsh rolling session. Your hands slowly moved north until they landed on his shoulders, briefly massaging the knots out in his neck as well. You ended up laying next to him, cooing cutely as you pressed a kiss to his cheek, “all done.”

Your boyfriend smiled, pulling you into his chest as he kissed your forehead, “thank you baby.”

“You better not ask any of the other trainers to do this for you,” You pouted, a little bubble of jealousy coming up from the earlier situation at the gym. “Except Rocky, maybe.”

Eunwoo scoffed, running his hands through your hair as he met your eyes, “I would much rather have you give me a massage than Rocky. And hey, you better not offer this treatment to the other guys too or I’ll get jealous. You’re my trainer.”

“Deal.” You grinned hugging him tightly, all feelings of jealousy quenched.

Game days always had a specific schedule to be followed. In the morning, you two were free to do whatever you pleased, but it always ended up with the two of you procrastinating in bed until 11 am. Eunwoo always ate a high-protein high-calorie meal whenever he had games and today’s lunch was no different. After eating, the two of you began to get ready, which included showering and getting dressed.

Today you wore a simple set of jeans a black crop top, finishing your look with the university sports quarter zip, which you were required to wear for every game. After tying your hair up, you turned to your boyfriend who was just starting to dress himself. You took a seat on his bed, marveling at how attractive he looked as he slipped on his jersey and shorts. “I’ll never get over seeing you in your uniform, baby.”

He grinned, placing his arms on either side of your body as he hovered over you, leaning down for a kiss. You expected it to be short and sweet, but Eunwoo had different ideas, lips still working against yours as your back gave in, laying down on the bed. You whined as one of his hands took place on your waist, rubbing at the exposed skin, “Mm, baby, we have to leave soon.”

“I know,” he said moving his lips down your jaw, “I just wanted to kiss you.”

“You can kiss me all you want after your game.” You lightly chuckled, wrapping your arms around his torso in a hug. He nodded, face buried in your neck as he dug his hands under your body, hugging you tightly. You hummed, caressing his hair soothingly, “Are you nervous?”

“A little, I’m always nervous before a game, baby.” Eunwoo said pressing a kiss to your collarbone, “You’ll cheer me on, right?”

“Always,” You said patting his back, “C’mon, we should start heading out soon.”

He nodded, reluctantly getting off of you and pulling your body up with him. You offered your boyfriend a cheerful smile, reaching up to fix the bangs out of his eyes before cupping his cheeks, shaking his face in between your hands, “You’re going to do amazing today baby, as always.”

Eunwoo smiled at your action, pecking your lips again before the two of you did a last-minute search around his room for your belongings. After getting all that you needed, the two of you bid Bin goodbye, telling the swimmer that you’ll see him at the court later. You took your place in the driver’s seat, wanting Eunwoo to just relax for the short drive to the gymnasium. You dropped him off at the entrance first before going to find parking, having Eunwoo arrive early was more important than your arrival anyway.

As soon as you walked into the court, the players were already doing their stretches, your boyfriend in the midst of them all. You glanced at him briefly before greeting the other trainers, the group of you having a quick pre-game discussion of roles before being dismissed to do your own things.

You actively try to avoid the new girl as the time draws closer to the start of the game, not wanting your energy to get dampered. By now, the other team has already arrived and the stands were slowly starting to fill up. You were seated calmly behind the bench, trying to pass the time on your phone, before your boyfriend took the space next to you, hand automatically going on top of your knee. “You ready?”

“As much as I can be,” He grinned rubbing your kneecap, “Wanna come with me to fill up my water bottle?”

You nod, you weren’t doing anything anyway. The male immediately drapes his arm over your shoulders as the two of you walk to the water station, the two of you already getting excited about your dinner plans after the game. The rest of your friends would be joining you, no doubt, as you already spotted them near the front of the student seating.

You were in such a good mood, anticipating the start of what was going to be a good game. Your university was going against their rivals, so expectations for both teams were high. You and Eunwoo were leisurely walking back to the court, he still had a couple more minutes before he needed to join his team.

“Hey, you’re Eunwoo, right? I don’t think we’ve met before. I’m Hana, the new student trainer. You’re really good at playing!” The girl said walking up to the two of you. You immediately felt your body stiffen at her appearance, trying not to let it show to your boyfriend. He gives the new girl a polite smile, “Ah thank you.”

“If you need anything, I’ll be more than happy to help you.” She said batting her eyelashes sweetly at him. You pursed your lips tightly, jealousy easily building up inside of you. Eunwoo only laughed awkwardly, “I appreciate it, but y/n’s got everything handled when it comes to me, right baby?”

You nod, trying your hardest not to punch Hana in the face at her blatant attempt to flirt with your boyfriend right in front of you. Eunwoo noticed your discomfort immediately, removing his hand from where it was interlocked with yours before slipping it around your waist, squeezing the skin gently. “Well, it was nice meeting you Hana, but I should go back to the team...I’ll look at you when I need good luck, baby, hm?”

You manage to crack a smile, a little laugh leaving you when he puckered his lips out for a kiss. You step on your tiptoes, granting his wish quickly, before pushing him out towards the court. You turn towards Hana and give her a forced smile before searching for Rocky.

You weren’t surprised to find him in the bleachers, sitting and chatting amongst your group of friends. You go and join them with a light feeling in your chest, greeting the other four of them with hugs.

“How are you doing y/n? You excited?” Jinjin asked as you take a seat next to him.

“Yeah! I mean the guys have a really good chance of winning this one, it’s gonna be a good game.” You smiled clasping your hands together. Rocky only scoffed as he pointed at you, “Bitch, I saw Hana approaching you and Eunwoo hyung, spill.”

You throw the younger male a joking glare, “Nothing gets past you, huh?”

Bin immediately cringed at her name, hand palming his forehead, “Oh God, what did she do?”

You shrugged passively, “She just introduced herself to him and said that if he needed anything, she’ll gladly help him or whatever.”

The boys groaned in response, Sanha reaching over Jinjin to tap your leg, “And? What did hyung say?”

“He let her down gently and said that he goes to me if he needs anything–”

“As he should!” Myungjun said indignantly, crossing his arms in annoyance. Jinjin only nodded, “Good boy.”

“If she even tries to homewreck y/n, just say the word and I’ll scream at her!” Myungjun said in all seriousness. You laugh at his claim, “thanks guys, but I think Eunwoo made it pretty obvious to her so it’s fine.”

The youngest sighed giving you a pout, “You’re too nice, y/n.”

“That’s what I’m saying,” Rocky said agreeing with Sanha, “If I was you and someone was flirting with my partner, I’d clock them right in the face.”

“Hey, I wanted to–”

“You should have,” Bin sighed, “What a shame, maybe next time.”

“I usually don’t advocate for violence, but I’d turn a blind eye for this, y/n.” Jinjin agreed. You rolled your eyes at them, “You know, as much as I love to sit here and get lectured, Rocky and I have to go down to the trainer section.”

“We’ll see you guys later!” Rocky said as the two of you stand to go to the bench, taking your seats with the other trainers–and as far away from Hana as you could.

The game was already intense from the tip-off, both sides in a tight match to get a starting lead. The cheers from the stands were just as heightened, giving energy to both sides during baskets or free throws. Their plays started to get rougher from the beginning of the second half, more and more fouls getting called on both teams.

You and the trainers were busy as well, assessing each player during substitutions and icing whenever they came back to the bench. By the third quarter, your team established a good six-point lead, the energy of your section high from Eunwoo’s back-to-back 3 pointers.

You could distinctly hear Myungjun’s scream as he shouted Eunwoo’s name, a laugh coming from the bench at his volume. You hid your face in Rocky’s back, second hand embarrassment coming from the two of you at your friends’ loud cheering tactics.

You even spotted Eunwoo letting out a smile as both sides prepared for a free throw, your boyfriend giving a thumbs up to the guys in acknowledgement. His gaze then shifted onto you, your cheeks flushing as he shot you a heart-fluttering wink, a smile gluing itself onto your face.

You watched with pride as his concentration zeroed back in on the game, his team playing impeccable defense as they raced to your side of the court. After a couple back and forth relays, your team was on offense, trying to calm down the tensions as they strategized their next play.

It all happened so fast. The opponents stole the ball from your point guard, commencing a fast break. Eunwoo sped across court, the defense of your team depending on him and another player.

“Eunwoo–screen!”

He followed the instructions of his teammate well, placing his body in front of the opponent as he tried to defend your team’s basket. Unfortunately, the momentum of the other player was too much, both players roughly colliding and falling on the court.

You gasped in horror, immediately standing up from your seat as the referee blew the whistle to stop the play. Your teeth dug into your lower lip in worry as Eunwoo remained on the floor, clutching his waist in pain as some players and the referees surrounded him. The head trainer jogged onto the court, kneeling in front of Eunwoo to ask if he was okay.

The gymnasium was quiet, looking on to the scene that was unfolding in the center of the floor. Slowly, the trainer helped Eunwoo stand up, your boyfriend leaning his weight on the male as he limped off to the side, the coach substituting in the other shooting guard in place of Eunwoo. Both sides started clapping in respect, as they always do when someone gets injured during a play.

The head trainer looked to the group of you, “someone help me with Eunwoo.”

Before you could even respond, Hana beat you to the chase raising her hand, “I can help.”

“y/n,” Eunwoo said, eyes only on you. The head trainer looks between you and Hana, sighing, “Decide amongst yourselves, and fast.”

“It’ll give me more experience-”

“No, I want y/n.” Eunwoo said seriously, not even giving her a chance. The head trainer ushers you over, your feet finally taking a step with the help of Rocky pushing you forward. You accidentally shove Hana out of your way as you approach Eunwoo and the trainer, taking some of your boyfriend’s weight as the three of you walk to the locker room.

Once in the locker room, the head trainer immediately started assessing Eunwoo’s waist, trying to determine whether he needed to be sent to the hospital for a scan. Quickly and quietly, you follow the trainer’s lead, offering your assistance when he needed it. All the while, you hold Eunwoo’s hand as your boyfriend was trying not to think of the pain in his lower back.

“Do you think you can walk, Eunwoo?”

“I don’t know, there’s a sharp pain in my waist if I try to turn my body.” Eunwoo said attempting to rotate his upper half.

“No no no, don’t move. Let’s get you to the hospital to make sure there isn’t anything broken.” He sighed taking out his phone to call the medical team, “y/n, I’m sure you’ll be accompanying your boyfriend. Text me Eunwoo’s updates, okay?”

You nodded, briefly leaving Eunwoo’s side to gather both his and your things. Within the next five minutes, a group of EMTs entered the locker room, lifting Eunwoo onto a stretcher and rolling him to an ambulance, you following closely behind.

You didn’t say much on the way too the hospital, your mind too preoccupied with worry and thinking about the worst-possible scenario for your boyfriend. Even when you arrived at the hospital, Eunwoo was immediately whisked away to get some scans and X-rays done, you being escorted to the waiting room in the meantime. It seemed like forever until a nurse approached you, leading you to the room where Eunwoo was being held.

You let out a sigh upon seeing him, almost being moved to tears as he offered you a smile, “You’re smiling? Cha Eunwoo, I oughta–”

“Baby, I’m okay.” He chuckled lightly, hand outstretched to meet yours. You frowned, putting both of your bags down to the side as you took a seat by his bedside, “Are you okay? What did the doctor say? I need to update the trainer and your coach too.”

“Nothing’s broken,” He said first, attempting to ease some of your anxiety. “The doctor said I had a nasty fall that bruised my coccyx so there’s a lot of inflammation to the area. They gave me some pain medication so I don’t really feel anything right now, but I should be discharged tomorrow. And then he gave me a referral to a chiropractor who I’ll see in about two days. But baby, I’m okay, promise.”

“You can’t play though,” You said softly, hands fiddling with his fingers, “I feel like I’m more upset than you.”

“I played hard today so I don’t regret anything.” He said simply, “it sucks that I couldn’t finish the game, but injuries are a part of being an athlete, you know that baby. Besides, from what the doctor said, I shouldn’t be out for too long, maybe just a game or two. I told him I’m in especially good hands because you’re gonna take care of me.”

You said nothing, still not fully believing that he’s taking this situation so well. “Baby...give me a smile, hm? I’ll feel much better if I see you smiling.”

Mustering up the brightest smile that you could, you finally looked up at his face. His features only softened, knowing that you were trying your best to stay strong for him, “Are you still worried?”

“Baby, you’re in the hospital.” You said as if stating the obvious, “How could I not be worried?”

“You’re so cute being all worried about me,” He teased squeezing your hand. You scoffed, finally easing up a little at his flirting. “You laughed! I heard you laugh just now!”

“You’re annoying,” You said as you took out your phone to give the head trainer updates on Eunwoo’s condition. After you pressed send, you immediately received a call from Sanha, “Hello?”

“Is Eunwoo hyung okay?!” “Is he dying?!” “Eunwoo no he’s too young to die!”

You flinched at their loud volume, turning your phone on speaker so that you and Eunwoo could both respond to their chatter. “Guys, he’s not dying.”

“I’m okay,” He laughed taking your phone. “Hold on, did we win?”

“Are you fucking serious? That’s what you wanna know?!” Myungjun scolded into the phone. You chuckled, the guys talking over each other again as they announced they were on the way to the hospital. “They never said if we won or not.”

“I guess you’ll find out when they arrive.” You said, patting his cheek as you stood, removing your sweater. “Do you want some water, baby? I could go get some.”

He shook his head, puckering up his lips for something else. “Please? I’m injured.”

“You’re going to use this to your advantage, aren’t you?” You asked leaning down to grant him a quick kiss. “Maybe.”

After handing Eunwoo his phone, you went to the bathroom for a little bit before coming back and taking a seat on the hospital bed that he so highly encouraged. “If we get scolded by the nurse, I’m blaming it on you.”

“It’s not like you’re laying in bed with me, baby. We’ll be fine.” He said putting his hand on your thigh. He rubbed your cloth of your jeans gently, thinking to himself as you responded to messages on your phone. “Baby, you know I love you, right?”

You made a sound of confusion, looking up from your phone and meeting his eyes, “Hm? Of course I do. I love you too. Why, all of a sudden?”

“Just, when Hana was talking to us earlier and when she volunteered to try and help, I could see that you were uncomfortable.” Eunwoo said gently, “It annoyed me too, to be honest. Like what else did I need to do to show that I’m dating you.”

“Don’t worry about it,” You said stroking his hair, “I’m used to people thinking that they can steal you away just because they’re prettier than me or more handsome than me or whatever. It doesn’t bother me that much anymore, baby––and it shouldn’t bother you too.”

“That’s so fucked up, y/n, how can that not bother me?” He frowned. “You are the most attractive person in my eyes, baby. If anyone pulls this shit again, I swear I won’t let it slide.”

“I know,” You said quietly, kissing his cheek. “I love you.”

“And I love you,” Eunwoo said, “I don’t want you to ever forget that y/n, you’re mine and no one can do anything to change that.”

“Mmm, I’m lucky that you and the guys always defend me, aren’t I?” You lightly smiled, “God, you have no idea how many times Rocky cursed Hana out in the past week.”

“As he should,” Eunwoo nodded kissing the back of your hand, “see, this is why they’re my friends.”

“Speaking of our friends.” You said looking at the door, “I can hear them coming.”

Your boyfriend chuckled, both of your attentions at the door, which shortly was opened by five boisterous guys. The sound in the hospital room suddenly increasing tenfold at their appearance, all five of them crowding and fussing around the bed. You giggled, sharing a look with Eunwoo as the guys started talking all at once. He grinned, listening until the end of their rambles. Although he was injured, Eunwoo noticed that he couldn’t be feeling any happier. He had no doubt that he would have a speedy recovery, especially if you and his best friends were right by his side. _______________________________________

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imagine-your-love-story · 2 years

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So this is more of a ramble, looking for advice rather than a gush.

I never know how to address my Ouat self ship.

Once came out when I was about 12, I started shipping with Felix when I was 16. He is "17" when he appears in season 3, and I use quotes because he's been on Neverland for an unstated amount of time, but we know it's a long time because of his position/status.

According to my character's established Timeline, they don't even get to start trying to be friends until a little over a year after they meet (and he 'dies') so he would be considered a legal adult at the least when they start dating.

Any story I write that takes place during the show's established timeline is basically backstory for them I guess? Cause while my s/I is technically younger than me, season 4 onwards they're navigating the start of adulthood together.

It's just difficult because, in canon, he dies and doesn't come back... I feel like people get the wrong idea about it and I get scared to post about them and tag using their ship tag when all I wanna do is gush about them so bad.

Honestly, if people are going to get the wrong idea, that's their problem to deal with, not yours! Gush all you want, it's okay! :)

It doesn't HAVE to make sense with canon by the way. Canon sometimes messes everything up and makes it worse. Sometimes you just gotta chuck it in the trash and have your fun! ;)

#asks #prisma-the-pretend-avenger #i don't know if that helped at all???#it's late and i have a teeny tiny headache creeping up on me #but please don't worry about other people #you're totally fine lovely!#enjoy your ship!#♥

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cozyenigma · 4 years

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A Single Word

Soulmate AU? Soulmate AU 😌

Pairing- Reader/Yancy

Word Count- 1239

Request?- Nope!

Summary- There was always a lot of build up and curiosity over what words your soulmate would say to you. You got just the one but that was all you really needed.

Tag List- @cookielover0001010 , @swag-droid

For most people, obviously their words meant a lot to them. With all the talk of soulmates and different tropes in movies and books, it was hard not to pay attention really. The first words some special person would say to you were stamped somewhere on your body. There was endless romantic potential obviously. You’d seen dozens of social media posts, often complete with professional photo shoots, of loving couples with their words front and center.

Some were funny in retrospect. Plenty held deeper meaning later on in a relationship. Even countless more were just a simple hello. Some people even had entire rambling paragraphs that’d take up huge swathes of skin. Regardless, they seemed to bond people together in some way and as a kid you couldn’t help but be excited as you waited to see what yours would be. You and your friends took endless little personality quizzes predicting what you’d get. Back then you used to write on the back of your hand with a marker, just to imagine the shape of the words.

So, when your words finally did show up, you were more than a little disappointed. Because it wasn’t words, plural. In a quick scrawl, small and unassuming on the inside of your left arm, was just one word.

Oh.

When it first showed up, you'd spent so long just looking at it. It wasn't even a hello. What were you supposed to make of it? What was the context? Was it a disappointed "oh" or a surprised one? When your friends had gone around showing off their brand new words, you stayed in your seat and held your arm close to you.

Nowadays your word didn't bother you as much. When someone's words came up in conversation you didn't mention yours. Some of the anxiety was still there but you figured it could've been worse. You could find plenty of examples of people having swear words somewhere obvious on their body. Most days you didn't think of your word at all.

Like almost every other case though, the day when it did was one you'd remember.

You sighed, happy for the cup of hot chocolate in your hands. It was just warm enough you wouldn't freeze out here during a short walk but not warm enough that you could skip the winter wear. Hot cup between your hands, you decided to cut through the park on your way home. You'd seen a few people around but the park was mostly empty still. It was peaceful and quiet. Snow and slush crunched beneath your shoes as you walked.

Taking the time to enjoy the scenery, you spotted someone walking their dog coming your way. You moved to the side without much thought. As you neared, you could see it was a man with a big, happy looking dog with him. You sipped at your hot chocolate.

Just as you went to pass him though, your foot slipped against a patch of ice. One weightless instant later you were on the ground. You wince at the stinging in your hands, seeing that you'd crushed your cup as you fell. Lamenting the loss of your hot chocolate was the least of your worries though.

Your eyes widened as you looked up at the man in front of you. His coat was well and truly soaked. Hot chocolate dripped off him and his dog sniffed at the puddle around his feet. Luckily you missed the pooch completely.

His owner was less fortunate and blinked down at the mess he suddenly found himself in. You realized you should be apologizing right now. Preferably before the both of you froze out here.

"Oh my god," you were scrambling to your feet as best you could, trying not to fall again, "I'm so sorry!"

Now that you looked closer, that looked like a pricey coat. One that might need to be dry cleaned and preferably not, y'know, covered in hot chocolate.

"I can pay for that?” You offered lamely. You desperately hoped it wasn't that expensive.

The guy glanced down at himself and back at you, eyes wide. You grimaced at the wet feeling in your shoes, unsure if it was just water or more hot chocolate.

"It didn't burn you, did it?" You eyed the wet splotch on him. A shuffling at your feet drew your attention downwards and you saw his dog sniffing your shoes. "I'm glad I didn't get any on your dog at least."

Still the man just looked at you. He didn't even seem upset about the coat. In that moment, he stared at you like you'd appeared out of thin air. Like the world had stopped with you standing here in front of him. The sort of look that you weren't at all used to getting.

Then, and only then, did he speak.

"Oh."

The cup dropped from your hand. Now that you were on the other end of it, you think you might know how he felt. You thought over what you'd just said to him. There was heat rushing to your cheeks but it wasn't from the cold.

"I think I should probably apologize again," you said scratching the back of your head, "considering you uh- have all that somewhere on you?"

He huffed a laugh. This whole time he hadn't taken his eyes off you. "Better than what I gave youse. I had somethin' to go off of at least."

"Go off of?" You asked.

Nodding quickly, he unbuttoned the wet coat and yanked up the hem of his shirt. Written across the right side of his stomach was what you'd said to him in your handwriting. It took up a good chunk of real estate.

"See, I was always a dog person but figured I would actually need to have a dog at some point," he stooped down and scratched the dog between the ears. "Plus he's a good walkin buddy, so, thanks for that.”

"You got him because of your words?" As if he knew you were talking about him the dog wagged his tail, expecting pets. "What's his name?"

"Ah, well," he rubbed the back of his neck, "his friends call him Wheels."

"His friends?" You asked, giving Wheels a good scratch.

The man let out a little laugh. "Well that's how ya get the best nicknames."

He held out a hand, a dopey little grin on his face. "Name's Yancy."

You introduced yourself, returning the handshake. Yancy didn't bother buttoning his coat back up, instead taking it off and tying it around his waist. You grimaced.

"Still feel bad about the coat though."

"What, this?" He picked at the sodden fabric. "Ain't mine. Friend I borrowed it from won't miss it neither."

"If you say so," you scooped up the cup you dropped before chucking it into a nearby trash can.

"But if ya really wanna make it up to me," Yancy smirked as he pointed towards the park exit, "youse could let me buy ya a new drink sometime?"

You couldn't help it. The tension broke then and you laughed. "How's that supposed to make it up to you?"

"I've been waitin' years for this," Yancy was already walking ahead you, Wheels trotting happily by his side. His words were easy like you’d already known each other for years. Bubbly, he turned as he walked so he could face you. "I got lotsa questions, doll."

#yancy x reader #yancy ahwm #writersofmark #yancy #youtuber ego #reader insert #markiplier ego x reader #ego fanfic #My writing

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thesweetestkimberry · 4 years

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Beach Day

Pairings: Hanta Sero x Reader

Summary: 1-A goes to the beach, a day that began with insecurities and mishaps turned into a night of new love and acceptance.

Warnings: OOC characters, Mineta being a perv, might be some curses?, mentions of stretch marks and insecurities of the body

Notes: SO this was kinda written with a fuller body in mind because I have one, and a lot of the time I struggle with accepting my body. It’s not a huge factor in the story but it is there. I hope this story kind of helps you forget those insecurities for a bit.

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“How come you’re still wearing your clothes (y/n)?” Uraraka asked sincerely as you tensed, shooting her a nervous smile, “I’ll take it off in a bit! I just wanna get situated.” You said taking a sip of your drink from your spot on the sand. You and Mina had set up underneath a large umbrella, putting your towels side by side and arranging your belongings.

“She’s just insecure.” Mina said, making you flick sand at her while she laughed, “Whaaat!?” The girls shouted, “You have nothing to be insecure about!” Momo tried, making your mind race,

“That’s what I keep telling her!” Mina once again interjected. It took all your will to not find a way to zip his trap with your quirk. “American and Japanese ideas on the body may be different, but that doesn’t mean yours is bad.” Tsuyu said in her usual blunt manner making you sulk,

“And with that new bathing suit Toru and Mina picked out, I’m sure you’ll look great!” Jiro said shooting you a thumbs up as her earphones waved. Knowing you weren’t gonna win this, you sighed, “Okay, but only for a bit.” You said as you began to remove your shirt and shorts.

The girls twittered amongst each other about how you looked, which made you insecure about your body. Your fingers subconsciously raced over the stretch marks on your stomach, breasts, and thighs, your mind shooting to what the ones on the back of your arms and thighs looked like.

Finally stepping out from under the umbrella, you tried to cross your arms over your stomach, which was softer than the skinny toned girls in your class. The pink girl huffed and tried tickling you to get you to ease up, tickling you to do so and as a result of your laughter, heads began to turn, and some stared a lot longer than you would’ve liked.

Suddenly you heard a loud SMACK, the boys who were playing volleyball winced and groaned. Turning your attention towards them, you saw Sero with a quickly reddening imprint of the volleyball on his face, making you cringe.

Kaminari patted Sero on the back and laughed, “That’s what you get for staring.” He joked, making the boy flush. “Don’t act like you guys didn’t look!” He yelled loudly making them all tense as you looked over. They all threw their quirks at him, either shocking, singeing, or freezing him.

You quickly turned away when the girls called you over again to join them in the water, which you had agreed too, since you usually swim far enough for the water to reach up to your chest. You and Tsuyu swam for a while, the other girls played with a beach ball on the other hand, laughing and splashing water at each other.

Suddenly, you froze and shrieked.

“Something touched me!” You yelled as you frantically looked around, Asui tilting her head curiously. “Was it some seaweed?” She asked you as you wiped the water off of your face,

“No no, like, something touched my ass!” You said as she disappeared into the water, probably to look around.

After about a minute, you heard splashing and yelling. Looking over in that direction, you saw Asui break the surface and come out holding Mineta with her tongue. Swimming over to the shore and shaking him

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” You said exasperated as he trashed in her hold, swimming back to shore to meet her. “I think this is the piece of trash that touched you.” She muttered as best as she could with her tongue sticking out.

“Hey let me go! I’m thorry it was just out there! You know you thouldn't be wearing thomething like that if you didn’t want anyone to touch you!” Mineta said aloud making you cover yourself as best as you could with your hands, even pulling down the bottoms to cover your ass that was barely poking out.

“The hell you say scumbag?” You heard an aggressive voice say, making you flinch. “He touched (y/n)!” Mina shouted as she came to console you, seeing how you had gotten.

“Give me the scumbag, Frog.” Bakugou said with a chilling smirk making your skin crawl. Asui did as he asked and tossed the kid at him, Bakugou caught him by the head effortlessly, careful to avoid actually grabbing his quirk. Mineta thrashed and cried out, pleading for help while everyone turned a blind eye.

“I'm about to win this game you damn extras.” Bakugou said as he ran back to the court, everyone following.

Getting into position to serve, he threw Mineta up into the air as he screamed. The blonde ran up and jumped into the air, and spiked the screaming student using his quirk, sending Mineta over the net and creating a mini crater in the sand.

The other girls cheered while you winced, still covering your body. “Hey, you okay?” A voice behind you spoke. You turned around to see Sero, still adorning the bright red mark on his face,

“Yeah.” You said with a small chuckle, reaching out to hold his face. He blushed as you examined the injury, noticing that you were very close to his face. “Check out this new spell that I found.” You said as you closed your eyes and focused on him, chanting some spell quietly, you then looked back up at him and smiled.

You gently bounced in your spot, making Sero notice how the air dried your hair, adding beach waves to your hair. “What’d that do?” He asked rubbing the back of his head, You pulled a small compact mirror from your bag nearby and showed him his reflection,

“Oh shit! You healed it?” He asked as he poked at his face, only making him flinch and gasp in response. “I only made the visual injury disappear, the pain is still here.” You said as he gently poked his face still.

“It’s kinda useless, I know.” You said looking down dejectedly, but Sero quickly and gently grabbed your chin and tilted it up to look at you. “Nonono, it’s great! It’s pretty cool actually.” He said with his contagious smile. Realizing what he did, the two of you blushed, but before you could say something Kaminari cut between you two,

“Leave room for the holy spirit.” He said leaving you two at about 3 feet apart, both laughing.

When the day began to darken and the air turned chilly, you all bundled up and started a bonfire with the help of Todoroki’s quirk. S’mores were made and stories were told and laughter was flowing. Everyone was having a great time, and you and Sero couldn't help the glances you two would share.

You later found yourself separating from the group and walking along the shore, feeling how your feet left imprints in the sand.

“Mind if I join you?” A voice came from behind you, the wet sand concealing his nervous approach. You turned with a smile at the newcomer, nodding as you turned back around, “Of course. What draws you over here Sero?” You ask once he takes his place next to you, the boy in question shyly rubbed the back of his neck,

“Well, you.” He mumbled, head turned away from you, obscuring his answer. You turned to him and asked him to repeat what he said, making him fluster, “W-Whales, you know?”

You chucked at how quickly he answered, turning back around and craning your neck up to the sky, “I don't think we’ll see any whales, but we can see the stars.” You say as the boy turned to look at you, seeing as though you had stopped walking. “They’re beautiful.” You whisper.

Sero looks at your hand that rested at your side, empty and waiting, practically begging for him to take it into his own.

And that's exactly what he did.

At the feeling of his hand in your own, you turned your attention to the blushing boy, your face turning into the same shade. “Sero?...” He swallows the nervousness he had gotten stuck in his throat, preventing him from speaking properly. “(y/n), we’ve been friends for a while, but I found myself wanting to be more than that.” Realizing where this was going, you stepped closer and squeezed his hand.

“You're beautiful, and I don't just mean physically. Your everything is beautiful! Your eyes, your smile, your personality. Not to mention you're so strong in so many ways! Your quirk, your reason to become a hero, the way you just exist is an amazing thing alone,” he rambled, words nearly blending together, your brain nearly frying to keep up with what he was trying to say.

“But why me?” You whisper more to yourself, only for him to hear you, “what do you mean?” He asks lifting your chin so his eyes could meet your glossy ones, “I don’t look like Momo, or-or Mina,” you begin, not looking directly at him in shame, “I’m not pretty like the other girls in our class im-” Sero cut you off with a hug, “Stop that, I don’t want Momo or Mina, I want you. It’s you who distracted me earlier from the volleyball, it’s you who I imagine holding close, your body is beautiful and you know why?” He asks holding you at an arms length to get a good look at you, as you shook your head, “It’s beautiful because it’s yours.”

You stare at Sero with wide eyes, admiring how cute a blush looked on his face, “Look what i'm trying to say is-” grabbing his cheeks and planting your lips on his, his eyes widened for a second, hands flying up in surprise, only for his eyes to begin fluttering closed as you deepened the kiss, his hands finding their place on your waist and pulling you in. With chests against each other, you both could practically feel how hard your hearts were beating, almost threatening to burst out of your chests.

He groaned against your lips when he felt you begin to pull away, making you giggle at his reaction, “can I finish my sentence next time?” He joked, eyes still shut in bliss, “maybe you just talk too much,” you quip back, now meeting his eyes, “I mean if that's your way of getting me to shut up then I'll just never stop talking.”

The ocean stretched to where the two of you were, the surprisingly warm water sending a shiver through both of your bodies. “So, would you want to maybe go out? Maybe be my girlfriend?” He asks lightly squeezing your sides, making you sigh contently. “Not maybe,” you begin, pulling him down to another kiss, however you stop just as you feel his breath fan over you, “definitely.”

“Thank you Hanta.”

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#hanta sero imagine #Sero Hanta #hanta sero x reader #sero hanta x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #insecure reader #fluff

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magicalshitposts · 3 years

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The boy finds home

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The small outlier sat in the corner of Kohga’s throne room, ignoring the commotion in the middle.

“Look newbie, I don’t know what you want to do with the brat but he’s not my problem.” Kohga declared to the foot-soldier who stood in front of his throne.

“But Master, he’s just a chi-“

“Not. My. Problem.” Kohga shooed the man away, and the solider had no choice but to comply, “Boy, come over here.”

The boy did not. In fact, he made no movement at all, acting as if Kohga was not in the room.

“Boy.” Nothing still, “At least tell me your name then.”

The boy spoke for the first time, “Why? If you’re just gonna chuck me out.”

The man on the throne sighed, “Well I am the great Master Kohga. Now you know my name, tell me yours.”

Again, the boy did not.

“Kid, I have better things to do in life then sit around and wait for you to talk.”

The child spoke again, “Then do them, ‘cause your gonna be waiting a long time.”

“Why you aggravating little- Kohga stopped himself, this was a child after all- Keep calm Kohga, keep calm”

He stood himself up from his throne, “Fine, have it your way.”

Kohga was just leaving the room as a spark of panic flooded through the child. He didn’t want to be alone, not again. “I don’t know.”

Kohga turned his head back, “You don’t know what?”

“My name. I don’t know it.”

“Well that’s sad.”

“Yeah – the kid looked towards the man, puzzled– I know.”

The boy had stayed there that night, and the next, and the next and then for a week. It had become clear to the Clan that this boy was staying, if only for a while.

“SOOGA! COME OVER HERE!” Master Kohga’s voice shrilled through the halls surrounding his bedroom late one night and his right-hand man appeared beside the man’s desk in a such small time it made Kohga jump.

“Master Kohga, How may I be of assistance.” Sooga asked looking down to Kohga.

“Firstly by easing up a little, sheesh.” Kogha gestured to another chair in the room and took off his mask, getting Sooga to do the same, “Sit down, your gonna be here a while.”

Sooga sat but by no means looked more comfortable.

“Right then, the boy.” Annoyance dripped in Kohga’s voice. He clearly did not want to be having this conversation, which was a surprise to Sooga. Normally if the Master didn’t want to have a conversation, he just wouldn’t. Why was this different?

“What about him?” Sooga pushed for Master Kohga to finish his thoughts.

“If he’s staying here, he’s going to have to be called something other than ‘the boy’.” Kohga leaned on the back on his seat, his legs too short to touch the ground.

“He does not have a name though, Master.” Sooga watched apprehensively as Kohga swung back and forth.

“Exactly, so what am I getting at?”

“I’m… not sure.”

“C’mon Muscles, dig down in that cavern of a brain.”

Sooga was bothered at this comment. Everyone knew that he was the brains of the operation. The entire clan would be dead if it weren’t for him, especially when Master Kohga got put in charge. Now, Sooga didn’t want to take credit away from Kohga, in fact that was the last thing he wanted, but Kohga knew that Sooga was far from an unintelligent man and he would appreciate the recognition.

Sooga caught on.

“Please tell me you aren’t suggesting we name the child, Master?”

“Bingo, Big guy!”

Sooga looked bewildered by the proposal.

“Sir, with all due respect are-“

“No respect needed lackey; this is what we’re going to do.”

“Sir. Listen to me.” Kohga glanced towards his right-hand man, “by naming this child we claim a sense of responsibility for him, whether we like that or not. Are we prepared to care for a child? Is the Clan prepared to care for a child?”

“Come off it Sooga, you’re making us sound like a married couple.” Kohga laughed completely ignoring the question.

“Master Kohga.”

Kohga sighed. “I don’t know, but the kid’s staying now so it’s a bit too late to be asking that question. And anyway, ‘we’ aren’t caring for anything, I’ll still be preparing to the Great Calamity’s revival and you’ll still be assisting me or whatever, we’ll leave the boy under the Clan’s care. I’m sure with the hundreds of them there are, they’ll cope with one measly kid.”

Not the answer Sooga wanted but he must settle for what he got.

“Now, names!”

The conversation carried on for a while, discussing the different names for the child. They first threw out a few random suggestions, none of which sat properly. Sooga suggested Hayle, Kohga suggested Sooga start thinking of good names before he’s kicked out.

The ideas were just a melting snowball before Sooga stated “He’s Sheikah, isn’t he?”

Kohga tapped his chair, “I mean, yes with that hair but it’s not like he knows. Why?”

“We could name him after the Sheikah naming conventions.” Sooga suggested.

“As a Yiga Master this goes against every one of my core values.” Sooga laughed lightly at the Master’s response to his suggestion. “And who would name their kid after fruit anyway, it’s ridiculous.”

“To us maybe, but this boy isn’t Yiga. We should respect his culture Master Kohga.”

Kohga rolled his eyes all too dramatically before giving in.

“Fine. We’ll call him Apple.”

“Master, Sheikah name’s derive from fruit, they aren’t directly named after it.”

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” Kohga jumped off his seat in his excitement, “We should name him after the mighty banana. He could be called like, Na…Bana… yeah, Bana?”

Sooga just stared towards his boss.

“Fine maybe not, but my fruit Knowledge is not too great y’know!”

Sooga looked around Master Kohga’s room, for any and all inspiration that may come his way. His eyes settled on a tiny, framed painting, one that the Master insisted he hated but had never put away. He felt like Master Kohga’s notion towards this painting may be similar to the one of the child.

“How about after strawberries?” Sooga suggested.

“Oh don’t tell me your looking at that horrible painting- Sooga smiled endiringly- What would we even call him, Strawman?”

Sooga thought about it.

“Robbie.”

“How’s that connected to Strawberries? Strawberry… straw-robbie… Oh! that’s actually nice.”

And it was decided.

The boy was no longer just ‘The boy’, but was Robbie.

He woke up early in the morning, as he normally did. It took him a minute remind himself he was safe… ish. He wasn’t in the forest preparing to go rummage in the trash for food, so it was a step up in his book. He had been told to sleep in the dungeon, in one of the cells. This didn’t make him feel all too comfortable, but the cell door stayed open so that’s nice. He walked around, with aim of going to the mess hall for food. But the Yiga Hideout was windy and treacherous for someone who didn’t know it, especially to the mind of a small boy. He got lost far too quickly for his liking, so looked for landmarks as he did in the wild. He recognised the frog statue that had a crack in its head, it was different than the rest. He was on the right track. He passed the hallway with the holes in the ground (he didn’t know what those were for, but they looked menacing) and then took a left and he was completely and utterly lost. Crap. It wasn’t his fault, all the rooms here looked the same, how was he supposed to know the difference. He was surprised that the people who lived here could tell the rooms apart. He sat down in the dark dingy hallway and waited. There were loads of people in this place, someone would pass him eventually.

While the boy waited for another person to see the light of day went to the closest room and examined. It’s what he did best. He decided to go over the room top to bottom. From the ceiling to the walls, he would know this room better than anyone who lived here by breakfast.

It was big. That felt like a good start. It was huge in fact. The boy knew it may just be his brain playing tricks on him as he was so small, but the hole in the middle of the room must have been the size of at least 20 moblins. A fact for you, the boy did not have the best idea of size.

The boy felt himself getting wrapped up in this room, wanting to know every secret it could ever hold. Why was there a hole in the middle? Why put a lantern over the hole, what if it fell in? How did they make the actual room round? Bricks are square! He had so many questions for this room, all of them he wanted to answer himself, through his own intuitiveness. But that opportunity was cut short by the huge man with kinda dumb hair.

“There you are boy. Come now, you’re needed.”

“Why?” The boy asked.

“Master Kohga needs you in his office.” The big man, who the boy remembered was called ‘Sooga’, put out his hand for the boy to take. He just looked at it.

“I can’t leave. I’m not done yet.”

“Done with what?” Sooga knelt to be on The boy’s level. Patronising.

The boy rolled his eyes at the fact Sooga didn’t know, it was pretty obvious to him what he was doing, “Examining the room. I still have questions to ask it.”

Sooga didn’t quite understand what the child meant but played along anyway. “Could you ask them after the Master talks to you?”

“No, I need to do this first. I’ll forget the questions otherwise.”

Sooga reflected. Normally people here would drop everything if Master Kohga needed to talk to them, but this boy wasn’t a Yiga. He didn’t know the importance of the Master.

“Well the Master needs to talk to you now,” The boy was about to protest before Sooga cut him off, “So how about we write down the questions you want to ask. Then you’ll remember them for after. I can help answer them too, if the Master allows it.”

The boy thought about it. He had never even considered writing his questions down, mainly due to the fact he didn’t know how to read or write, but if this Sooga guy could help him, maybe it wouldn’t be too bad.

“We need to write them down now though.”

“Of course.”

One wrong turn! He was one turn away from the mess hall! And sure, he was glad he made the wrong turn, otherwise he wouldn’t have found that cool room, but he was still annoyed at himself. Sooga had stopped in front of a big red door.

“Behave, okay.” He looked to the boy, who rolled his eye’s in response.

“It depends if he says something dumb or not.”

“Boy.” Sooga’s voice got stricter, “Behave.”

The boy shuffled where he stood, tears forming at the sides of his eyes. He didn’t like getting told off.

“Master, I’ve got him.” Sooga entered the room, ushering the boy to do the same.

“Boy! You’ve been a right pain in my side!” Kohga was sat at a heightened table, eating a banana. He pointed to the chair opposite. The boy made no sign to sit down so was guided to the chair.

Kohga raised an eyebrow, but the boy couldn’t see it behind the mask, “Where have you been?”

“In that cool circle room.” He answered, the thought of his questions came back to him, “Actually can this be quick, I still have questions to ask it.”

Sooga sighed and placed a hand on the child’s shoulder, prompting him to stop. The boy moved away from the touch.

“You hungry?” Kohga pointed to the bowl of bananas on the next table over. The boy shook his head, why were there so many tables if it was one guy’s room?

“Your loss, anyway. I got some news for you. After a week of you being here, I don’t think I’d be forgiven if I sent you back into Hyrule. So, welcome to your new home.”

The boy looked confused.

“What?” He said.

“What?” Was the only answer that Kohga gave back.

“What do you mean, ‘welcome to your new home’?”

“I mean, you can live here. With us and the clan,” He looked to Sooga who just shrugged in response.

“Why?” The boy asked another question.

“Well done kid, you know the 5 W’s.” Kohga paused, “What do you mean why?”

“You were talking about kicking me out only a week ago. What’s different now?”

“Kid, you only arrived a week ago. Of course I wasn’t keen on keeping you around then, but let’s say I’ve warmed to you. You aren’t half bad, and as long as your not a little… pest, you can stay.”

The boy paused. The thought of a home. In his brain he was jumping for joy, so this was home now. Home.

“Thanks.”

“Well that’s news one out of the way-“

The boy jumped in his seat, “There’s more?”

Kohga laughed a little, maybe childhood excitement was more contagious than he thought.

“Yeah, there’s more.”

The child waited in anticipation.

Kohga was really playing it up now, “So, I’m guessing your getting pretty sick of people calling you ‘the boy’”.

The child shrugged in response, “I guess I’m used to it now. It doesn’t really bother me.”

Ouch. Well if that didn’t tug on Kohga’s heart strings. “Well you definitely don’t like not having a name. I could see that from the day I met you. So, if it’s not too imposing or anything. Me and good ol’ Sooga here thought of one for you. Robbie.”

The boy and Sooga had the same look of surprise, but one was hidden by their mask. Sooga wasn’t expecting credit for the child’s name. If he didn’t feel a sense of duty before, he did now. Sooga was a loyal soul and vowed to himself right then and there to protect this child, Robbie, with his life.

robbe. robby. Robbiy. Robbie. A name all of his own. Given too him by the people who he now shares a home with. Holy Hylia. Robbie was now crying. Normally he was good at holding back emotions, tears would form but never stream down his face. He’d be over it before it mattered. This however was so entirely different. He was crying. Sobbing at the idea of having a home, of being Robbie. 7 years he’d just been ‘boy’ or ‘child’, maybe that affected him more than he once thought. Because having Sooga kneeling in front of him saying “It’s okay Robbie, you’re alright” put a band aid on his scared, damaged soul. And it would be one of many as he became a part of a family.

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I really enjoyed writing this, It’s cute wholesome fun and I will definitely be writing more of this AU.

Also god bless This Post by 7spaceace7. I wouldn’t even know where to start about writing the hideout so this was such a help.

Anyway, have a nice day!

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