#i yelled and screamed and screeched and fangirled

[tender-rosiey]

smack, smack — gojo satoru x f!reader

a/n: special thanks to the beautiful @stinkyme for inspiring me to actually write this and for fangirling over the idea with me <3

gojo satoru, like any dad, got his fair share of ‘bullying’ from his daughter, his 5 months old baby.

some dads get peed on, others get their hair pulled, and others get their nose bitten on the daily. it's a little something to make them suffer a bit like the mothers had to during the pregnancy.

your husband, however, is always getting smacked in the face whenever he has his blindfold on, and I mean harshly smacked in the face and unforgiving scratching.

the first time it happened was when he was going to school. he was ready, uniform on and everything, but he simply had to say goodbye to his two girls.

skipping to your shared bedroom, he placed two big smooches on your face. then, after much of pulling him off you, he went to smooch his little girl. a big unmatched grin was on his face as he looked down at her in her crib.

he picked her up, cooing softly at her, “what a pretty girl, just as pretty as your mama, huh?”

satoru then laid her gently against his chest and started rocking her softly, while humming. after a while, he felt her stir a little in his arms. she sleepily looks up at him, and he smiles down at her, “good morning, baby—“

now, your daughter was used to seeing her dad without the blindfold. she was used to getting met by her dad's bright blue eyes.

so when a strange unknown man was holding her up instead of her papa, she started wailing and screaming, repeatedly smacking him in the face.

whenever her little—strong—hand landed on the blindfold, she would try to pull it off with all her baby might. you scrambled out of your bed at the loud screeches and screams of both your husband and your daughter.

you saw how satoru was desperately trying to, as gently as possible, make her release her grip. you stumbled on your words, before yelling, “your blindfold! take off your blindfold off!”

“I! am! trying!” he yelps as she continues slapping the hell out of his face.

you hurry and take his blindfold off, swiftly throwing it to the side. he started rocking her, smiling despite the red marks and scratches all over his handsome face, “it’s me, daddy! you see me?”

almost magically, your daughter calmed down in an instant with the occasional hiccup from her previous crying. he smiled, “there you go; that’s my girl.”

she gently made grabby hands at him, and he quickly pulled her back into his chest. your daughter instantly snuggled into his shoulder and hid her face in his neck.

you stared at him for a moment, “well, at least we know that she bloody hates that blindfold.”

it honestly kind of adds up.

you remember the many times that your daughter was generally distressed or fussy and instantly calmed down when she saw her dad’s eyes. you also remember that one time your daughter was actually zoning out while looking at satoru’s eyes, her own safe place.

satoru chuckles with a shrug, “I have you as my savior, anyway.”

“you can’t always count on me to be the one to save you from our daughter’s monstrously strong grip.”

and he can’t.

no one is brave enough to try and to fight back a baby, let alone the strongest sorcerer’s baby.

that attack happens way more than satoru would like. for example, whenever you’re busy, he takes his little princess to the school with him. in general, everyone helps in taking care of the little angel (devil in some cases).

however, god forbid she sees satoru coming back from a mission with his blindfold on.

it took some time for your husband to learn his lesson and immediately take his blindfold off before he entered the school. until then, he was prone to his daughter’s crazy strong hand smacking his face till his entire face is painted red and not the cute kind.

satoru never believed in his students to save him, except for yuuji. the first time it happened around the students, most of them were either laughing or speechless.

yuuji did try to save his sensei from his smacking machine of a daughter, but ended up getting smacked himself.

your husband did hope that, maybe, nanami’s heart would soften, and he would finally help him.

nanami’s heart did soften, just not for satoru. instead, your daughter now has a special soft spot in nanami’s heart, as he did in hers, but that isn’t our topic for today.

the amount of times you would enter the room to find nanami chuckling or smiling at your husband getting beaten to a pulp by your baby. satoru could be sobbing, “nanami, please! save me!”

and nanami would simply smile—sadistically—and hum, “I don’t think I will.”

you’re pretty sure that nanami believes this is god’s way of punishing your husband for all the mischief he caused.

ignoring that, it grips your heart how satoru’s face would brighten up the moment he saw you. he would run up to you, giving you the baby to calm her down while he gives his face a rest.

and your little girl was smiling and giving you her version of cheek kisses.

your husband recovered quickly though, and took her back, his blindfold finally off. he doesn’t do it without pecking your lips though, “my savior.”     

then he gets lost in his own world with his little girl, and their laughs and giggles filled the room. her hands were gently holding her dad’s face as she squeals, and satoru’s heart soars as he forgets about his beating from a moment ago.

now, that doesn’t mean that his dear students don’t make fun of him for always losing against his little girl. during one of the recent teasings, he simply huffed, “you never tried the grip of a baby! tell them, yuuji!”

yuuji shudders as he remembers how long the slap mark lasted, “she is one hell of a strong baby.”

it’s one thing for panda and nobara to laugh, it’s another for megumi and maki to do so as well. your husband’s ego simply couldn’t take it anymore. he took his baby in his arms and gathered the baby bags, sparing one last glance at his ‘bullies’.

and so your husband dramatically exits the room, “I need my wife! I can’t with you people anymore!”

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[moonswolfie]

Very interesting

Oikawa x gn!reader

I thought about an oikawa x reader with this dynamic:

so here we are, also you (the reader) hates him at first and have no knowledge of volleyball outside the basics

Today, you were dragged by your friends to a game of volleyball. They wanted to see some guy in your school they're currently obsessing over called Oikawa Tooru. They constantly rave on about how perfect and hot he is. You did become kind of curious as to what he's like, even if you didn't want to spend your afternoon at a volleyball game watching him.

As the players entered the court, you thought about excusing yourself to the bathroom and then just leaving. Sure, your friends are going to hound you for it later but you really didn't feel like sitting here right now.

Suddenly, all the girls sat around you started squealing and screaming Oikawa's name and you quickly looked down on the court to find a guy with fluffy brown hair and an attractive face smiling and waving back at the crowd.

Huh. So this is Oikawa. I mean, he is physically attractive, and you can see why your friends are crushing on him, but he just seems so vanilla. Just like every other "popular hot guy".

And needless to say, you dislike that kind of guy. They're always arrogant and let it get to their head when their only good quality is that they have a pretty face.

Now you really wanted to leave.

You got up, fully intending on leaving when you felt your arm being pulled on. "No, you're freaking not. Sit down." your friend pulled you back, and you sat down in your seat, crossing your arms and huffing.

Well, you can always distract yourself by daydreaming, you suppose. You tried your best to ignore the annoying screeches of all the fangirls around you but it was simply impossible. So you sighed, attempting to cure your boredom by watching the volleyball fly around.

Your eyes wandered from player to player, eventually landing on Oikawa. His face at that moment looked unlike anything you expected. It looked serious, intense, focused. A complete contrast to the flirty smile earlier.

His face suddenly felt real, now that he wasn't wearing a plastic smile.

Even though you don't know much about volleyball, you can feel the practiced precision in his movements. It's quite scary how he does so with such a calm, relaxed face.

It draws you in, and you hate that it does.

You don't know what kind of player he is, but he always moves to the middle after someone gets the ball up and he tosses it to someone. Somehow, you can tell he does the job well. Terrifyingly so.

It makes his carefree smile look oddly horrifying.

"Huh, maybe he is more than a pretty-" You shut that thought down before you could even finish it. You're getting too worked up over him. And yet you can't stop looking.

All of a sudden, his eyes meet yours.

You quickly averted your gaze. That must have just been your imagination, right? He has a game of volleyball to play, after all. He wouldn't look into the crowd of mostly fangirls during a time like this.

The whistle blows, indicating a time out, one of the things you can assume happens in a match of volleyball. Your eyes slowly travel back down to the court, only to find Oikawa still staring at you.

You jump a little, immediately looking away again. Just what is up with this enigma of a guy?! You heard a couple of fangirls and your friends scream beside you, wondering if Oikawa is looking at them.

You rolled your eyes, cringing at the behaviour of his fangirls. And yet, your eyes reluctantly moved back to him, and as soon as he noticed, he gave you a playful smirk, winking at you.

His fangirls freaked out, swearing up and down that he winked at them as you just kind of sat there, regretting looking at him again. You were about to shoot him an annoyed glare when one of his teammates hit the back of his head, yelling something you couldn't hear.

You huffed a laugh. That's what he gets for not paying attention.

You had quite a bit of trouble surviving the rest of the game, having to balance in between looking at the match and looking away to avoid making eye contact with him again.

After everyone around you suddenly began cheering the school name happily and the fangirls became obnoxiously loud, you knew your school won. You thanked the gods it was finally over and quickly got up, sliding through the crowd of fangirls to get the hell outta there.

You ignored your friends who were yelling your name, quickly getting off the stadium stands and making your way to the exit.

"Finally..." you thought as the exit of the stadium entered your vision.

You calmly walked to it without a care in the world, when you felt yourself being pushed lightly against the wall and hand making a *bang* noise as it hit the wall beside you.

The one pushing you to a wall is none other than Oikawa Tooru. You looked at him, eyebrows furrowing a bit.

He looked out of breath, panting heavily with slightly flushed cheeks. Did this guy seriously just run away from his coach and teammates to catch you before you could leave? His eyes had a wild gleam in them, one that made you feel like you were his pray. It was similar to the look he had in his eyes during the match. You shivered.

His face switched almost instantly into a flirty smile, and he breathlessly greeted you. The way he did that made you oddly unnerved. Is this how his opponents feel during a match, too?

He looked at you expectantly, confidently waiting for your reaction.

"What do you want?" you said, raising a brow. His eyes visibly widened for a second at your unbothered tone, and you smirked on the inside. "Oh, were you expecting me to freak out and ask to date you, perhaps?" you teased him in your head.

He quickly covered his surprise with another flirty smile. "Can I have your number, hmmm?" he said, leaning closer.

"And why should I give it to you?" you asked, turning your face away casually.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw his cheeks flush red with embarrasment. "Oh come on, you know you want to." his tone sounded significantly less confident, even if he tried covering it up.

"Do I?" you said, smirking a little. You watched as his face flushed completely red. Seems he was completely embarrased by the fact his flirting attempts failed. He must not be used to his flirting failing.

God, you want to tease him right now.

"Well, um- I..." the rest of the sentence died off, and you were left just staring at each other awkwardly.

"If that's it, I'll be going now." you turned calmly and walked away, leaving a malfunctioning Oikawa all by himself. "Wait! Where are you going?!" you heard him yell behind you, clearly distressed.

In front of the door, you stopped walking, crossing your arms.

"Oh, and by the way, fake smiles don't suit you."

You pushed open the door, not looking behind you at all. As soon as you knew you were out of sight, you laughed to yourself.

How interesting. Very very interesting.

This turned out way more mean than I expected lol

Somehow I don't feel too proud of this one... I kinda hate writing mean readers like this but come on the DRAMAAAA 😫

[ssreeder]

I just came from screaming at you on AO3, now I'm here to yell AGAIN! I haven't took to Tumblr to screech in YEARS and yet here I am. I hope you know what an incredible writer you are, and in stalking your tumblr and AO3 comments it's so rare and valuable to see an author that's so active with their readers/community/rabid imbibers of content... and it's frankly fun to set your incredibly well-written chapters chased by screaming?!?! Like the rest of us??! I'm so here for anything and everything you create and I thank you for being willing to share and interact with us mere mortals... I feel like I have so much more to say but it's been so long since I fangirled like this!!! You inspire me. I can't wait to see where you go from here. Much respect and appreciation 👬

DUDEEEEEEEEEE……

That’s me right now in the floor because WOW THANK YOU SO MUCH?!!2$:!1&!:8.

I love running in circles with you and teasing you guys and frankly being a menace in the authors notes & I love when people send me asks or comments like this because sometimes I’m convinced I’m the most annoying person alive but HAAAA YOU LIKE IT!

ok but seriously you’re the best and you inspire me ok?!?! I AM INSPIRED AHHHHH

[healeroflightanddark]

Dancing With the Dragons, Chapter 1: Run, Yuya, Run!

A boy with hair like a tomato gasped for breath as he ran down the sidewalk, trying to outrun the mob behind him. Why, oh why, did he leave the hotel without a bodyguard or one of his brothers? He should have listened to them when they said that it wasn’t safe for him to wander around this city alone! He just wanted to check out the sights! Maybe grab a bite to eat or something too. But now he was running for his life, trying to find his way back to the hotel.

“Not like this, not like this, not like this, not like this, not like this!” the boy whimpered as he ran. He could hear the screaming mob getting closer. Even though he was very athletic, he still didn’t seem to be able to outrun them.

Suddenly, as he was approaching an intersection, a limo pulled up in front of him. The door swung open as the car screeched to a halt, and the boy wasted no time diving headfirst through the opening into the vehicle. He landed on the laps of three boys with the same face as him. As soon as he was inside the limo, the boy closest to the door slammed it shut, and the limo peeled off.

“Go go go!” the boys yelled to the driver, as if the limo wasn’t driving already. They looked out the back window, watching the mob get smaller and smaller, before the car turned a corner. As soon as the mob was out of sight, they all let out a collective sigh of relief.

“That was TOO CLOSE!” said the boy with eggplant-purple and black hair. “Did you see how close they were to catching him?!”

“Girls can be scary…” shuddered the boy with bluenana hair.

The purple-cabbage-haired boy helped the tomato-haired boy sit up, and buckled his seatbelt for him. “Ok, so what did we learn, Yuya?”

Yuya, the tomato-haired boy, thought for a bit as he caught his breath. “Fangirls… are… crazy?”

“What else?” the cabbage-haired boy asked.

Yuya thought some more. “I’m getting better at jumping into limos from a distance?”

“No!” the cabbage-haired boy said. He started tickling Yuya, who squealed and squirmed away, batting at the cabbage-haired boy’s hands. “No, that’s not what we learned!”

“We LEARNED that you should LISTEN to us when we say it’s too dangerous for you to go off on your own!” said the man with green and silver hair, who was sitting across from them.

Yuya groaned as the cabbage-haired boy stopped tickling him. “But Zaaaaarc!”

“No buts!” Zarc, the silver-haired man, said. “What do you think would have happened if Yuri hadn’t installed that tracker on your phone, huh?”

Yuri, the cabbage-haired boy, sat smugly next to Yuya. “Those fangirls would have eaten you alive!”

Yuya looked away, pouting. “They would not…”

The eggplant-haired boy, Yuto, sighed. “Did they talk to you before chasing you this time, or did they just recognize you and go after you?”

“They talked to me,” Yuya said. “They wanted autographs, and photos, and then one of them wanted me to kiss her, and I said I had to go, and that’s when they started chasing me.”

“Yep, girls can be scary,” the blunana, Yugo, said.

Zarc sighed. “At least we found you before they could catch you.”

Yuya’s stomach suddenly growled loudly, and he blushed. “Can we stop to eat somewhere, please?”

“Ok, but we’re getting something other than popcorn or cotton candy,” Zarc said. “You need more than that to keep your energy levels up after being chased by a mob of crazy fangirls. So, where do you guys want to go?”

“Oh! Oh! Let’s grab some hot dogs from that street vendor near the hotel!” Yugo said excitedly.

Zarc checked his phone. “No, the reviews online say the vendor’s cart is filthy. We’re not risking any of you getting sick from food poisoning. Especially not while we’re on tour.”

Yugo pouted a little. “Well, what about a taco truck then?”

“I’m not in the mood for tacos,” Yuri said. “How about we go to The Spice Is Right?”

Yuto made a face. “You know I don’t like spicy food! What about Umi Sushi?”

“Oh come on!” Yuri said. “We had sushi for dinner last night! I want something spicy!”

“I want a taco!” Yugo complained. “Or a hot dog!”

Yuto, Yuri, and Yugo started arguing. Yuya was looking out the window, pouting a little from being denied popcorn and cotton candy. Then he saw something. “Oh, hey! There’s a buffet right there! Why don’t we go there? Buffets have something for everyone!”

His brothers stopped arguing for a moment, crowding up against him to look out the window. Yuto thought for a moment, then said, “Eh, sure, why not?”

“Yeah, I’m cool with a buffet!” Yugo said.

Yuri crossed his arms and pouted. “I don’t wanna go to a buffet!”

“Ok, a vote then,” Zarc said. “All in favor of going to a buffet?”

Yuto, Yugo, and Yuya raised their hands. Yuri’s pouting intensified. “Do you even know how many people breathe over the food in buffets?!”

“Pleeeeeaaaase, Yuri?” Yuya pleaded, giving Yuri puppy eyes. His stomach growled again. Yuri tried not to look at Yuya’s adorable puppy face, but eventually caved in. “Oh, alright… But we better find the best buffet in town then! I don’t wanna eat at a one star buffet!”

Zarc began searching on his phone. “There’s a five star buffet about twenty miles from here. You four good waiting until we get there?”

“Yeah!” the four said.

“Alright, I’ll call the bodyguards and have them meet us there,” Zarc said. He began making the calls on his phone as the limo set off on its new course.

Yuya wiggled happily as he watched the sights pass by through the window. Once or twice he saw some billboards advertising the Yu-Boys tour, and he smiled. Being in a boy band was a lot of fun, even if he did have to run from his fangirls every now and then.

The Yu-Boys were the No. 1 musical group in the entire country, having been an overnight sensation four years ago, and pumping out hit song after hit song ever since. It probably didn’t hurt that both of their parents were famous as well, with their father Yusho being a famous magician and their mother Yoko being a celebrity chef. Fourteen-year-old quadruplets Yuto, Yuri, Yugo, and Yuya had been performing onstage ever since they were ten.

Yuya could still remember the exhilaration he felt when he and his brothers had performed their first song live for the first time. It was so exciting, and he had always looked forward to their live performances ever since. Sure, he felt nervous before each show, but as soon as the show started, his nerves disappeared. He lived to perform!

Even Zarc had been a performer for a while. Unfortunately six years ago, when he was eighteen, a crazy fan jumped on him. Zarc’s leg had broken, and he was unable to continue performing. Now he was the quadruplets’ manager. He made sure his younger brothers were safe from crazy fans, even if Yuya’s sneaking off made that difficult at times.

“Hey, Yuya, are you listening?” Yuri’s voice broke Yuya out of his thoughts. The youngest quadruplet looked up to see his older brothers looking at him.

“Uh… sorry, what?” Yuya asked, blushing a little. His brothers chuckled.

“I said we’re going to be performing our newest song tomorrow night,” Yuto said. “The one you wrote.”

“Oh, yeah!” Yuya said happily. In addition to being their manager, Zarc also wrote most of the Yu-Boys’ songs, but there were a fair amount that the quadruplets had written themselves. “I can’t wait! I’m so excited!”

“Yeah, it’s gonna be great!” Yugo said. “Nobody’s heard it yet but us! And Mom and Dad too!”

Yuya wiggled in excitement. Oh, how he loved performing! Entertaining the masses was his greatest joy in life!

“Hey, look! There’s the stadium we’ll be at tomorrow!” Yugo suddenly said, pointing through the window. “Cool!”

The stadium had a massive billboard with the Yu-Boys’ faces plastered on it, and the words The Yu-Boys Dragon Tour Live! It made a shiver of anticipation go down Yuya’s spine. The tomato-haired boy smiled and lay his head on Yuri’s shoulder, snuggling into him with a content smile.

The moment Yuya snuggled into Yuri, their brothers reacted. Yugo crossed his arms and began pouting, Yuto glared at Yuri, and Zarc tried not to show his annoyance on his face. Yuya gave the best, most highly coveted cuddles in the family, and whenever he was cuddling someone, the others got jealous.

Yuri smirked and wrapped his arm around Yuya, enjoying the brotherly affection. He was quite pleased with this turn of events, but he knew that he would have to make sure he sat next to Yuya on the way back to the hotel, or one of the others would get to cuddle the youngest Sakaki brother. And that simply would not do!

Yuya’s eyes were closed and he had an adorable smile on his face as he snuggled into Yuri. Zarc couldn’t help snapping a photo of the youngest Sakaki brother. Moments later, the quadruplets’ phones all went off, alerting them to something being sent to their group chat. They all checked their phones (Yuya and Yuri a bit reluctantly), and saw that Zarc had sent the adorable photo of Yuya.

Yuya blushed a little. It was a bit embarrassing how his brothers were always trying to take cute photos of him to share with each other, but it did make him feel appreciated. That did not mean that he was actively trying to be cute, it just came naturally. Yuri always called himself the handsome one, but Yuto, Yugo, and Zarc insisted that Yuya was the cute one. (Yuri didn’t disagree, he just made sure it was known that he was the handsome one.)

“Why are you guys always taking photos of me…?” Yuya pouted. “I’m not that cute!”

“Tell that to your fangirls,” Zarc said with a smirk, which caused the youngest Sakaki boy to squeak in embarrassment and hide his face in Yuri’s chest. Which of course meant that Zarc immediately snapped another photo of him and sent it into the group chat.

“Zaaaaaarc! Stoooooop!” Yuya whined.

“Alright, fine,” Zarc relented. “But only because we’ve arrived at the buffet.”

“I still think we should have gone to The Spice Is Right,” Yuri muttered.

“Well, too bad, you were outvoted!” Yugo said. Yuri shoved him into Yuto’s lap, but without any real aggression.

“Come on, let’s go eat!” Yuya said, unbuckling his seatbelt. He started to reach for the limo door handle, but Zarc stopped him.

“Wait,” Zarc said. “We’re not getting out until the bodyguards arrive.”

“But I’m hungry now!” Yuya whined.

“I know, but I’m not about to risk some crazy fan attacking you, or trying to kidnap you again,” Zarc said calmly.

Yuya pouted, but sat still as he remembered how he had almost been kidnapped two months ago by a fan. He had been walking home after his gymnastics class back in the Maiami City Athletics Center, when a fan that had been following him for two blocks tried to kidnap him. Luckily a police car had been nearby and put a stop to that, but Yuya’s family had been so shaken by the incident that they insisted on him never being in public without a few bodyguards to protect him. Even his brothers had bodyguards now, just to be on the safe side.

“That was really scary,” Yugo said, shaking his head. “I don’t even want to know what that fan was planning to do with you…”

“Yeah, neither do I,” Yuto agreed.

“Well, the good thing is that she won’t be able to try again now that she’s in jail,” Zarc said. “Ah, there’s our bodyguards’ car now.”

The bodyguards pulled up next to the limo and got out, ready to do their job and protect the boys. The chauffeur opened the limo door, and the boys got out, ready to have some lunch. They walked into the buffet, and were greeted by a bored hostess.

“Hi, welcome to the Sakura Buffet, how many—Oh my gosh! You’re the Yu-Boys!” The hostess’s whole demeanor changed as soon as she recognized the boys. “Welcome! Welcome!”

“Hi!” Yuya said cheerfully. “Table for five?”

“Oh! Oh, yes of course!” the hostess said. “Right this way!”

She led the way through the restaurant to a table big enough to fit all of the boys. As they followed her, the dining area suddenly became full of whispers and wide-eyed stares. It wasn’t often that celebrities dined at this particular buffet.

“Can I get you boys anything to drink?” the hostess asked as the five brothers reached their table.

“I’ll have an iced tea,” Zarc said.

“I’ll take sweet tea,” Yuri said.

“I’d like a raspberry lemonade,” said Yugo.

“Lemon-lime Ramune for me,” said Yuto.

“And can I get a strawberry lemonade, please?” Yuya asked.

“Of course!” the hostess said. She rushed off to get them their drinks.

“Alright, let’s eat!” Yuya said happily. He and his brothers hurried off to the serving stations and began grabbing some food. Yuya was very hungry after his escape from his crazy fangirls, so he grabbed multiple plates piled with as much food as he could carry, before sitting at the table to eat.

“Wow, you must have grabbed everything this buffet has to offer!” Yuto said as Yuya happily took a big bite out of a hamburger. Yuya smiled as he chewed, lost in the flavor.

Click!

The sound of a photo being taken brought Yuya back to earth, and he looked up to see Yuri tapping something out on his phone. Then the brothers’ group chat dinged, and they all began checking what Yuri said. Well, all of them except for Yuya, who was too hungry to check his phone at first. Then, a series of dings came from his phone, and he got curious. He checked the group chat, and blushed at what was sent.

Yuri: Are you religious?

Yuri: I’d like to introduce you to my religion.

Yugo: What’s your religion?

Yuri:

Yuto: I’m interested.

Yuya: Guyyyyyyys! Why do you keep doing this?!

Zarc: Because you’re the adorable one.

Yuya: Honestly, you guys can be almost as bad as the paparazzi, you know that right?

Yugo: Not our fault you’re adorable…

Yuya pouted and put his phone away, determined to enjoy his meal without his brothers’ photo shenanigans interfering. His brothers chuckled and put their own phones away to eat. And as they ate, Yuya smiled. He loved his brothers, even if they did embarrass him with all the photos. He wouldn’t trade them for the world.

[kimistorm]

Red-Faced and Running Away (Luka Couffaine x Reader)

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Pairing: Luka Couffaine x fem! Reader

Your head nodded along with the music coming from your ear buds. It was the music from one of the coolest people in your school (aside from Adrien, but he's a couple years below so that doesn't count). Luka Couffaine.

"Hey (y/n), (y/n). (y/n)!" a hand tapped you on your shoulder and you jolted to look at the person who was trying to get your attention.

"Oh hey (f/n)." You pulled the ear buds off, "what's up?"

(f/n) smiled slyly at you, "are you listening to a certain blue haired boy's music."

"So what if I am?" you retorted.

"Hey Luka!" (f/n) shouted and waved a hand to get said person's attention.

"What are you doing?" you hissed and grabbed onto (f/n)'s hand to stop them from waving it around. They just ignored your protest and waved with their other hand.

Luka noticed and started to walk over to the two of you, "hey guys. What's up?"

"(y/n) was just listening to your music, and she was just telling me how awesome your music was. Right?" (f/n) looked at you and nudged your shoulder.

"Eep." You declared and hid behind (f/n).

Luka laughed, "well thanks for the support (y/n). I'm going to go hide from fangirls now if that's alright."

"Of course, see you later!" (f/n) waved and Luka disappeared to who knows where. "Girl!" (f/n) scolded and turned to you, "why are you hiding from him?"

"He's just so awesome! He's on an entirely different level from me. No way I could talk to a guy like him!" you explained.

"But he talked to you, so..."

"Let's just get to class." You turned away from her and hurried to your class.

(f/n) ran up next to you and sang in your ear, "(y/n) and Luka sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-"

"What are you, 10?" you demanded but your face was definitely a bit redder than it was before.

...

"Luka!" you and (f/n) were sitting down to eat lunch when (f/n) practically screamed Luka's name across the cafeteria.

"What are you doing?" you asked in a hushed panic, "you can't invite him! I turn into a nervous wreck every time I'm even near him!"

"Oh look, he's coming over." (f/n) smiled, "and it looks like he's bringing his food too."

"Hi (y/n), hi (f/n)." Luka greeted and sat down across from you, "how's your day been?"

You froze and you could definitely feel your face heat up, "I- excuse me." You stuttered before running out of the cafeteria.

"Does she hate me?" Luka asked (f/n) worriedly.

"Of course she doesn't," (f/n) reassured him, "she's just a blubbering adorable mess when you're around her."

Luka let out a small laugh, "cute."

...

It was after school and all you wanted to do was to go home and relax...and definitely ignore your homework for as long as possible. "Hey (y/n)!" your head jolted up as you heard your name be called. You looked around and your face almost paled when you realized it was Luka who was waving to get your attention.

"I, uh," you quickly turned away from him and ran down the street. Hopefully he didn't see you look back at him. You ran around the corner and hid against it, after a few moments of nobody running past the corner looking for you, you breathed a sigh of relief.

You felt your phone buzz in your pocket and you fumbled to get it out, it was (f/n), 'where are you!' the text read.

'Oops, I'm on my way home already.' You texted a reply as you carefully navigated yourself through the streets of Paris without hitting people.

'What? You ditched me! Do I smell a betrayal?'

'No! No! Of course not!' you sent a panicked text in reply, 'I'm just running away from Luka.'

'Why? You're going to scare him away!' you could practically see (f/n)'s chastising face.

'If anything, he's the one scaring me away!'

'Well don't! He likes you, so don't push him away! I know you like him back!' You froze. Did (f/n) mean what you thought she meant? Did Luka like you? As in more than a friend?

'Do you mean like-like or just like as a friend?' you had to confirm what they said. You refused to get your hopes up.

'I didn't say anything!'

'Uh...yeah you did, just look at the text message history. What are you hiding (f/n)?'

'Nothing! Listen I've got to go, talk to you later!'

'(f/n) wait! You can't just leave me hanging!' you let out a frustrated sigh as she stopped responding. They left you on 'read' for crying out loud. "Darn you (f/n)." You grumbled and kicked a can that was just lying on the ground, "getting my hopes up like that."

...

"You! Have some explaining to do!" you nearly shouted in (f/n)'s face the next day.

"What is it?" (f/n) asked nonchalantly as they ate a protein bar.

"You said Luka likes me?"

(f/n) choked on their protein bar and you were feeling merciless that morning, so you let them struggle without offering any help. "Um, no. I did not. Hey look there he is, why don't you just ask him yourself? Luka!" they shouted and once again you were in the situation as you attempted to stop their furious waving around to spare you some embarrassment.

"Oh my god (f/n)!" you whined and hid behind them, "spare me some embarrassment today!"

"Too late!" they whispered cheekily, "how are you today Luka?"

"Alright." He shrugged, "did you not hear me yesterday (y/n)?" he tried to lean around (f/n) to talk to you.

"No?" you squeaked before running away from (f/n) and Luka.

"And you're sure she likes me?" Luka asked dubiously as he watched you run away.

(f/n) nodded, "a hundred percent positive. She's just shy. Really shy."

"Luka!" there was another voice calling out his name and he tried to conceal a wince.

"More fangirls?" (f/n) asked.

Luka sighed, "wish me luck."

"Luck."

...

"I just came to a realization." You declared the moment (f/n) sat down next to you.

"That you like Luka back and are too scared to admit it?" (f/n) asked without missing a beat.

"Yes, but that's not the main thing."

"Okay-hold up!" they turned their entire body to look directly at you, "did you just verbally admit that you are head over heels in love with Luka Couffaine and that you are way to shy and scared to even talk to him let alone admit it to his face?"

You hesitated, "maybe? That's not what I want to talk about though!"

"Okay, I'm listening."

"Why does Luka spend so much time with us? He has hordes of other fangirls to deal with. He's practically a celebrity at our school!"

"Because he likes hanging out with us?" (f/n) turned away from you and mumbled something under their breath.

"Wait what did you say?"

"Nothing!"

"What is it!" you shouted and nearly grabbed their shoulders to shake them.

"I promised I wouldn't tell!"

"Promised who!"

"It's a secret!"

"Ugh!" you let yourself fall onto the desk in front of you.

"Just hear him out okay?" (f/n) looked at you consolingly, "he's been trying to talk to you for a reason."

"You know me, I'm too shy to talk to him." You whined.

"I will hold you by force if need be." (f/n) threatened, and you could tell by the steely glint in their eyes that they weren't joking.

"O-Oh. Okay."

"After school today, you have to promise me that."

You sighed, "I promise."

"Pinky promise?"

"What are you, ten?"

...

"Oh hey! There he is!" (f/n) brightened up as she saw the blue-eyed boy you were nervously avoiding for the past few days. They turned to you with a serious look on their face, "I am going to call him over and you are going to stay here. Got it?"

"Yup." You looked away from (f/n) and nervously shifted your weight.

"Luka!" (f/n) screeched and waved their hand around. To be honest, you were almost glad this whole thing was about to be over, you were tired of (f/n) screeching and waving and you running away. That didn't mean you were any less nervous to be around him. You were just looking forward to getting this over with.

Luka grinned as he walked over, "are you going to run away again (y/n)?"

"No." You muttered and looked at your feet who were urging to sprint in the other direction.

"Wait really?" you could hear shock and was that excitement (?) in his voice, "awesome!"

"(f/n) said you wanted to say something?" you were still forcibly making eye contact with the toes of your shoes.

"Yeah, so um." You heard him laugh nervously, "I think you're really cute (y/n)."

"Eh?" your head shot up to look at him. He didn't look like he was lying, and his face definitely looked a little redder than it normally did. Not that you were obsessively watching his music videos and watching his face whenever he appeared. Cough cough.

"Um," he coughed, "so, would you like to get some ice cream together?"

"Like a- are you? A? Friends? Date? Wha?" you stuttered out. Were you hearing this correctly? Did your celebrity crush just tell you that you were cute and asked you to get ice cream together?

"Yeah like a date." He avoided looking at you and fixated his gaze on the concrete next to you.

"This is the part where you say yes!" you heard a hushed yell behind you and whipped around to see (f/n) hiding in the bushes.

"Wait-how did you get there? When did you get there?"

"Just say yes you dork!"

"Uh," you hesitated and looked back at Luka, "sure."

"Really?" his face brightened as he looked away from the ground back to you.

You smiled, his happiness was contagious, "yeah! I'd like that."

"Do you wanna go now?" he nervously asked.

"Oh! Um, sure! I don't have any plans."

"Cool!" tentatively he reached out a hand to hold yours. Upon realizing this, you clasped your hand within his and then looked away blushing furiously. "You're still adorably shy, aren't you."

"I'm not adorable." You tried to deny.

"Come on, let's go get some ice cream." Luka declared and the two of you walked hand in hand out of school to get some ice cream.

"Woot! Go (y/n)! Go Luka!" the two of you heard (f/n) screaming from behind.

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Hi hellooooo. Hcs of the pillars reacting to a reader from the future and they have this weird voice box thing attached to their neck and it helps them speak so they end up sounding like Miku 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

Idk if this makes any sense rkfheid

Hi hi anon !! Thank you so much for sending in a request TT!! I’m sosososososososososososososo very sorry for taking a bit to reach your request TT this is such a funny request, I really like it haha ! I can just imagine all of them staring like wtf lol, anyway! As always with pillar requests, I started with half and the others will be uploaded on a separate post <3 I hope that’s okay !! Again thank you for requesting ! As always, I’m sorry for any mistakes !! Please let me know if there’s anything you’d like me to change/fix, I will gladly do so <3

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🌼 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝙷𝙲𝚜

🌼 𝙺𝚗𝚢 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚡 𝚐𝚗!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

🌼 𝙵𝚝. 𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒, 𝙼𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚒, 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗, 𝙶𝚢𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚒

🌼 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜: 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢/𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖

🌼 ⚠︎︎𝚃𝚆/𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 ! ⚠︎︎

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𝑶𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒊

“What the…” he’d say, “Demon..” and would start to swing his blade without any hesitation

He would definitely try to kill them upon hearing the strange robotic voice

They would squeak as they dodged all his attempts, “NO! I'M NOT A DEMON!! I'M FROM THE FUTURE!”

“I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it,” he’d say pointing at them

“LOOK,” they removed the box and their voice sounded normal

He stole the box from them and examined it before smashing it on the ground

“HEY! I SPENT MONEY ON THAT!! I'M GONNA HUNT DOWN YOUR REINCARNATION SO YOU CAN BUY ME A NEW ONE,” they yelled seeing the broken pieces on the ground, feeling some form of sadness that they couldn’t sound like a perfectly tuned voice bank

Hurriedly scurried cleaning up everything to avoid disrupting the past with a pout

It’s amazing that he hasn’t killed them yet

“If you’re really from the future…is there a pink haired woman there,” he’d ask

They would giggle, “Can't tell you!” They would wink, “See ya man! I’ve got more people to terrorize,” they would laugh a final time before teleporting away

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𝑴𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒊

Would scream and probably pass out for a quick second

Mitsuri would wake up immediately and fangirl over this unheard technology

Rapid heart beat over hearing the indescribable melody in their singing voice

“How are you doing that?!” She’d question curiously as she looked them over and then saw the small metal box on their neck

“With this! You can do all sorts of weird stuff in the future,” they’d laugh happily,

“Wanna try it?” They’d offer happily and hand it to her

She looked at it curiously and spoke into it, but dropped it out of surprise when she heard the robotic sound of her voice

They’d giggle as she handed it back to them after profusely apologizing

“Well I’ve gotta run! Gotta terrorize a few more people,” they’d laugh and sort of teleport away

Mitsuri would keep repeating that sound in her head and would hum the melody they sang, totally confused about everything that just happened

“It’s probably just a dream,” she’d muse to herself excitedly as she went about her day

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𝑻𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒏

Would also think they’re a demon

Definitely would try to kill them upon hearing the voice and not understanding where the source is coming from

“I’M NOT A DEMON!!” they would screech with the voice box on

“HOLD IT WITH THE WEAPON LOOK LOOK ITS OFF,” Their voice sounding normal as they stood far enough away

“So from the future huh…” he’d speak with hesitation

“YEAH WHY ELSE CAN I DO THIS?!” They would start singing vocaloid songs not knowing most of the lyrics to any and he would be super confused but entertained

“How flamboyant! Let me try it!” He’d speak as he took the box from them

He would say some really dumb shit and be totally amused by the novelty of the robotic sounding voice

“Say let me keep it,” He would speak before it got snatched from his hands

“Nope! Can’t mess with the past,” they’d laugh before teleporting away leaving him even more confused

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𝑮𝒚𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒊

could not begin to comprehend the concept of their voice sounding like that

Definitely knew they weren’t a demon because of the sense they gave off

Prayed to the lord that it was just a person ill with an unknown disease “Namu Amida Butsu..Please lord help this child speak as a normal human would,”

They laughed loudly, “It’s not an illness! See!” Their voice sounding normal and kind

“I understand…” his voice low as he interpreted everything that just happened

“Wanna try it?” They would question as they handed him the voice box

He would curiously speak into it — I really feel like this man has the best sounding voice with the voice box

“Oh my god…” they would speak almost speechless by the smoothness of his voice, “I’M GONNA STEAL SOME SAMPLES TO MAKE AN UTAU”

“Utau?” He would question before feeling the box be taken from his hands

“Mm! You’ll understand one day! Sorry to be in a rush, take care!” They would say before teleporting away, their laugh the last thing he heard

“What a strange child…” he would have tears in his eyes — my man’s probably had some fun hearing his voice different

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ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ <3 ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ғᴇᴇʟ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴇɴᴅ ɪɴ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛs

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[wowtobio]

Hi I was wondering if I could request kuroo, suga, Bokuto, and oikawa ( sorry if that’s to much I don’t know you character limit ) finding their s/o outside the gym asleep waiting for them to finish practice

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Kuroo, Suga, Bokuto, and Oikawa find their s/o asleep outside the gym˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

this is so so cute i could not resist 🥺 

genre: fluff

Kuroo

Kuroo probably informed you beforehand that practice was gonna run a little late due to nationals coming up, so he told you to go home without him. Though he could not resist your cute pout, he had to bid you farewell. 

So, it totally caught him off guard to see your sleeping form outside the gym doors, the sunrise casting a beautiful, glowing shade over your body that gave you an ethereal look. 

His initial reaction was to sigh, mumbling to himself of how pointless and dangerous it was to fall asleep, vulnerable to the world, let alone wait for him for who knows how long. 

However, deeeeeep down he was practically screeching to the brim at how cute you looked. This dude’s a huge dork you cannot tell me otherwise, he would lowkey squeal and fangirl over you man. 

Still, he would attempt to shake your shoulder slightly since Kenma took a beeline towards the station occupied by his games. 

Nope, did not wake you up. No biggie. Next thing you know you are hoisted up into Kuroo’s strong arms, carrying you bridal style. 

He has no shame carrying his princess around, as you snuggle up even closer to his warmth, Kuroo can’t help but have his signature sly smirk. Oooooh you will not hear the end of this once you wake up.

Sugawara

Is SUPER. DUPER. SWEEET ABOUT IT AAAAAA

When he finds you outside the gym, drool drippin down yah face, he had to well first off fend off loudmouths a.k.a Nishinoya and Tanaka and theeeeen he will admire your sleeping form. 

Crouches down to your level and kind of just stares at your serene sleeping face in a not so creepy way and his face turns slightly red. 

Of course he will wrap his black, volleyball jacket around you. Won’t even attempt to wake you up too. 

He’ll carefully and soundlessly perch you on his back, giving you a piggyback ride. And did I mention he’s super sweet about it? He will quietly shush any of his teammates who exit the gym super rowdy (cough hinata cough noya COUGHHH TANA-) 

Haha just imagine Suga carrying you on his back and his finger over his lips a gentle “ssh!” coming out awwh you luckyyy

Does not mind carrying you home, you need the rest! Of course he will let you rest up. Though, he does miss your after school bantering, having a nice conversation and just hearing your voice. 

He will gush when you make any slight movement or noise and snuggle even closer into his neck. 

“Haha, hope you’re having a nice nap there love”

Bokuto

He will be verrry frantic and most likely yell. A lot. Because it is Bokuto duh.

“AAAAH SHES?? SLEEPING? BUT SHE LOOKS SO CUTE?? AKAASHI LOOK WHAT DO I DOO?” 

“Bokuto-san, please shut up first.” 

Eventually he does quiet down, and he will just silently scream at your cute face. I’m surprised you’re not awake at this point. 

“SHE’S SO CUTE, GUYS LOOK AT MY CUTE GIRLFRIEND!” 

But when you stir slightly, Bokuto panics and for whatever reason throws himself onto you. He wraps his arms around you and you sigh with content, snuggling into his chest. 

He phews, and it takes every fiber in his being to not sit there and fall asleep right next to you. 

And by every fiber, I mean Akaashi reminding the third year that it is time to go home. So, unlike the two above he would shake you like there is no tomorrow, waking you up. 

Let’s just say you were ignoring Bokuto the whole way home, with his dramatic wailing of course. No fret, the next time you two were alone you were long over it. But that doesn’t stop his cuddles and kisses of course :)

Oikawa

He lowkey would not notice you sleeping. Would probably look around and rest his hand underneath his pretty face and just ponder aloud “hmm where could (y/n)-chan be..?” 

His questions are soon answered when Iwaizumi tosses a water bottle at Oikawa’s head

“She’s right at your feet crappy-kawa” 

“AH! (Y/N)-CHAN!” 

And there you were, in all your glory. Oikawa would immediately go by your side, and just gush of course. 

Definitely would take out his phone and snap a few pics that he may or may not make his home-screen later on hehe. 

I can see him like poking your cheek gently a few times and whispering his attempts to wake you up. If you don’t wake up he will either: 

a) Smile softly and be willing to carry you home, a super sweet moment between you and the pretty setter.

b) A tick mark will appear on his forehead and he will violently poke your cheek scolding you to wake up because it is time to go home! 

If (a) happens, then it’s all sunshines and rainbows. By the time he gets you to your place he earns himself a big bear hug and a super sweet kiss from a half asleep you. 

But if (b) happens, oh boy all hell would break loose. You along with Iwaizumi would spat out meaningless insults at him while chasing him around the outside part of the gym, the team snickers in the background. 

Eventually he is caught by Iwaizumi and uhh pray for him ;;;;;

It’s all good though, after you chill off you kiss each booboo Oikawa gets as he grumbles to himself.

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a/n: school’s out for me! hope everyone’s healthy and happy. I’ve been thinking about it a lot as much as i love my followers I would love love to dm some and just yk talk hehe :) so don’t be afraid to hmu abt ANYTHING haha I watch hella anime and have other interests. I am not one to initiate tho so sorry ;;; anyways have a good one guys ily!

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[sofreddie]

High School Reunion 2

Summary: Someone at the reunion has a big mouth.

Characters: Jensen x Reader, Jared

Warnings: Fluff

Word Count: 2,087

A/N: Inspiration struck out of nowhere and this piece was born. I have a very rough outline for a small series, maybe about 6 parts? We'll see. It's gonna happen randomly, no planned schedule for this one.

PART 1

Y/N bit her lip in excitement and saw a message from Lana. She immediately opened Skype to call her best friend…and thank her.

"Hey you! How was the reunion?" Lana smiled as her face appeared on screen.

"Oh my fucking God I can't believe you!" Y/N screamed, though it was mostly excitement as she blushed profusely.

"So…I take it you had a good night then?" Lana grinned cheekily.

"How could you not tell me you met Jensen Freaking Ackles?! I thought we were friends?" Y/N pouted dramatically as she plopped back on her couch, phone still in hand.

"Do you have any idea how hard it was to keep it from you?" Lana screeched in response, "You remember my last night at the convention, I went to that place for dinner that had the amazing burger?"

"Yeah, I remember. You said you loved the place, that it was a perfect ending to the trip," Y/N remembered, "Now I get why."

"Ok, yeah, so I'm sat at the bar with my burger and a beer and he comes in and sits with a chair between us. I instantly recognized him, but was trying to keep my cool, you know. But he remember me! From the photo op! So we just got to talking and you had just split with Chase and I was so worried about you-"

"Oh Lana, you didn't," Y/N groaned.

"I was just venting about how much I hated that douchebag and what he did to you and what you were going through and how I was so worried about the reunion but thought it could be a good thing for you after Chase-" she rambled on, her words quickly tumbling forth as she pleaded her case to her best friend.

"You're not mad, right?" Lana asked timidly.

"How can I be?" Y/N shouted, "He walked in there all suave and shut down my high school bullies - who were trying to start some shit let me tell you-"

"No!" Lana gasped, "Amanda?"

"And the others," Y/N sighed, "And they were trying to cut in on me and I was gonna run, I'm not gonna lie," Y/N chuckled lightly, "But then he was just there. And she introduced himself as my boyfriend….Oh my god, Lana! What if that gets out?" Y/N sat bolt upright on her couch in a panic.

"Whoa, Y/N, calm down," Lana insisted, "More important than that…he introduced himself as your boyfriend?!"

"Lana!"

"I'm just sayin'-"

Y/N sighed dreamily, "Then we danced. Then he took me for a drive and we parked up at the spot and ate burgers while chatting and watching stars," she sighed again, as if it were a scene from a romantic film she had just watched.

"That sounds like a date," Lana helpfully noted.

"I thought that too!" Y/N squealed, "But that's just the fangirl right? I mean, there's no way."

"How many times I gotta tell you you're a catch, woman?" Lana laughed, "I'm not surprised at all. In fact, I'm taking credit. You're welcome," Y/N groaned once more and Lana chuckled.

"Did I mention we exchanged numbers?" Y/N added with a grin.

"And now I hate you," Lana huffed.

"Yeah, love you too you meddler."

Y/N sighed happily to herself once more as they ended the call. She tossed her phone on the coffee table as she relaxed back into the couch. Her eyes fluttered closed as she replayed the evenings events in her mind.

She had to be dreaming. There was no way this was real, right?

Too tired and content to carry herself off to the bedroom, Y/N laid down on the couch, settling into the plush cushions and dragging the throw from the back of the couch to cover herself, falling asleep quickly and dreaming of shimmering green eyes.

Jensen groaned as he slowly came awake to the incessant ringing and chimes of his phone. He opened his eyes, grabbing for the phone and peeking at the time.

6am.

He and Y/N were out past midnight. After he made it back to the hotel, he had spent the better part of an hour sipping on a beer as he thought over the night he had with her.

He wasn't sure what compelled him to talk to Lana in the bar that night. He could tell she was a nervous fan, and he remembered her from the photo op, just as nervous and shy. But after a beer or two with her dinner, she relaxed and their conversation flowed. It was nice, to be chatting away with someone new, different.

When she went on about her best friend Y/N, Jensen felt something. Apparently the way if affected her friend was severe enough to have Lana in real turmoil over it. Jensen knew what that was like. He'd worried over Jared a time or two just the same.

When Lana gave him a picture, however, his heart skipped a beat. She was beautiful, with a charming smile. But he could see her eyes were sad and guarded.

When he realized the reunion was a few hours drive and a few days ahead of his schedule to be at another convention, he decided to make the stop to see Y/N at the reunion. At the very least he could chalk it up to a memorable fan moment.

Jensen rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he reluctantly sat against the headboard, checking to see why his phone was blowing up.

It took only a quick glance through the various calls and text and emails from various persons all talking about the same thing. Jensen opened the text thread from Jared, scrolling through the messages and clicking on a picture that was include.

It was him and Y/N dancing together at the reunion the night before. She looked as amazing as he remembered. Her smile was bright and genuine, but so was his. Apparently word had spread from the reunion that he and Y/N were together. That's when he remembered introducing himself to those girls as Y/N's boyfriend.

He wasn't so bothered by the turn of events, which surprised him. He had decided the night before that he wanted to ask her out on a date. Their chemistry was too intense to not pursue.

What bothered him was how she'd react. They'd literally just met and had a friendly, albeit great, evening and now she was possibly going to be bombarded with paparazzi and everyone in her business.

So much for that date.

He knew it was early, but he wanted Y/N to hear from him first. He opened the new message thread between them, seeing her text from the night before and smiling once more, before typing out his message.

Hey, Y/N. Hope you slept well. Was hoping to talk to you about something.

He sent the message, noting the time, and figured he'd give it some time. He didn't know her schedule, or anything about her really. With a groan, Jensen hit the green button to return one of Jared's missed calls.

"Dude!" Jared exclaimed as he answered after one ring, "I've been trying to get ahold of you for two hours!"

"Yes, Mom, I'm aware," Jensen said with a yawn.

"Did you see the picture?"

"Yeah."

"And?" Jared pressed for more, "Why aren't you freaking out about this?" Jared scoffed. Since his last major relationship ended, Jensen hadn't been with anyone really. An occasional date here and there for an event. But he hadn't seemed interested in anyone at all, and was quick to shut down any insuinuations to the contrary.

"I guess I should of seen it coming," Jensen shrugged, "I did introduce myself as her boyfriend after all."

"You what?" Jared was shocked, trying to wrap his head around it, "Why would you do that? Is there something you aren't telling me? Have you been dating her for a while? Who is she anyway?"

Jared fired off the questions in rapid succession like an excited puppy.

"I gotta talk to her first," Jensen said, "I'll see you at the convention in a couple days. You can interrogate me then."

"I want all the details."

"Don't you always?"

Jensen ended the call, taking a deep breath. He felt so stupid for what he did. He wasn't sure why he did that other than to shut those girls down. He really hated bullies.

He decided to get dressed and grab a couple of coffees on his way to Y/N's house. A quick look at his social media had told him that picture was blowing up. She was bound to find out sooner rather than later. He had to tell her first.

Y/N slowly roused from her deep sleep on the comfy couch, hearing an incessant rapping coming from her front door. She stretched, reaching for her phone on the coffee table and finding it dead.

She rolled her eyes as she threw off the throw, climbing from the couch and shuffling to the door and she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

She flung open the door, the morning's cresting light just bright enough to assault her eyes. It took her a second to focus, but then she saw Jensen, a small smile on his face and two tall coffees in hand.

"Jensen?" she asked, so very confused and wondering if she was still asleep.

"Hey, uh, I know it's early. But I really needed to see you this morning."

The smile he gave was sweet, but she could tell something was up. Was he worried that maybe she'd go blabbing about their night together? She'd never do that. But she guessed he didn't know that.

"Sure, come in," she smiled warmly, stepping aside and gesturing him into her home. She accepted the coffee as Jensen passed it to her on his way in. She shut the door behind him, taking a whiff of her drink before taking a long gulp, closing her eyes and sighing at the flavor.

"So, what's up?" she asked, shuffling on her feet, "Thanks for the coffee, by the way."

"You're welcome," he smiled, now genuine and inviting and Y/N's heart stuttered slightly at the sight, "I was hoping to talk to you, about last night."

She shook her head, "I won't talk about it with anyone, I promise. Well, other then Lana. I had to call her last night. Yell at her a little," she blushed.

He laughed, nodding his head, "No, I get it. But I wasn't worried about that or anything," he was quick to correct, "Actually, someone else already did."

"Did what?"

"Someone got a picture of us on the dance floor last night and might have said I mentioned I was your boyfriend," he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh," she responded, clearly shocked and not sure what to say.

"I just wanted you to hear it from me first, you know? Before seeing it online or whatever."

"Online-" she echoed, her eyes going wide, "So, you can just post a Tweet or something that it's a mistake."

"Okay, well, to be fair, I did introduce myself as your boyfriend to those other women last night."

"Yeah…why'd you do that again?" Y/N smirked despite herself.

He shrugged, "Seemed like the right thing to do. Shut 'em up didn't it?" he grinned, "Besides," he chanced, stepping closer to her," Feels like we had a date last night."

She blushed hard, ducking her head before meeting his eyes once again, "Yeah, it did."

"And I was hoping you'd like to do it again."

"Really?" she asked. She couldn't help the dreamy look in her eye. She still couldn't believe this was happening.

"Yeah. So if you say yes, then we'd be dating, which is practically boyfriend and girlfriend," he explained casually, "So I think we should just keep doing what we're doing and let it ride. What do you think?"

"I think you might be a little bit crazy," she nervously laughed, "Let's start with a second date," she grinned, seeing him brighten up, "And go from there."

"And the press?" Jensen chanced.

"Let them think what they wanna think," she shrugged.

"You're freakin' perfect," he chuckled, tucking a stray hair behind her ear, even though she still had bedhead. He smiled at the cuteness of it.

"I should go freshen up!" she realized, seeing him look over her disheveled state, "Uh…be right back." she rushed off down the hall and Jensen laughed to himself.

He had a good feeling about this.

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[tothemeadow]

I know this is really random but could you do a small scenario where reader chan is GOD at playing dance dance revolution and the pillars are cheering her on?

hehehehe

‘getting jiggy with it’ / Pillars x Reader

warnings: mpreg? maybe?

words: 127

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“You’re kicking ass!” Giyuu yells.

Yeah, sure, it’s so unlike him to yell like that, but come on.

Around you, everyone else is cheering you on, clapping wildly and calling out your name. Your feet move at god-like speeds; you were born to play this game. Frankly, you don’t what’s louder – the pounding music or Tengen screaming in your ear.

“Please bear my children!” Mitsuri screeches, much like some desperate fangirl (which she basically is).

“No, no!” Kyojuro yells. “Bear mine!” He grunts as he rips the front of his shirt open, revealing bronzed skin.

“Shut up,” Obanai hisses, “you’re going to screw them up!”

“Not a chance, snake boy!” you call over your shoulder. “All of you can bear my children!”

They all scream in delight.

[ilovefandoms102]

Part 3-Where Loyalties Lie

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Potter!Reader

Summary: A forbidden romance is betrayed when the very dark wizard who is out to kill you is your lovers master...

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Part 2

Note: I’m so happy for the love and support you all have given me! Thank you for 500 new friends, I am grateful for each and every one of you! I can’t wait to put out more stuff for you guys! 

Would anyone like for me to continue the series for how Draco and y/n raise Scorpius and go through the trials of parenthood? Maybe even include their wedding and wedding night😛...let me know in the comments or message me!

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Draco pushed me into the main room, his family eyeing me now. I spotted Hermione on the ground, I went to move towards her. I was stopped by an unspeakable pain, a screech left my throat as I fell just feet from her.

“Crucio!” Bellatrix shouted, waving her wand at me again.

I convulsed on the floor, screaming as the pain shot from my head to my feet. I rolled to my side, heavily breathing. I scooted to Hermione, her hand barely mustering the energy to hold mine. 

“Since this filthy Mudblood won’t talk, perhaps you will Potter. Where did you get the sword?” she seethed.

“Even if I did know, I wouldn’t tell you!” I panted.

“Draco! Your wand at the ready, torture this disgusting Halfblood until she admits her faults.” Bellatrix commanded.

“She said she doesn’t know, maybe they’re telling the truth for once.” Draco answered, trying to hide his fear.

“Either you do it, or your father kills them.” Bellatrix hissed, Draco’s face going pale. 

They cleared to the other side of the room, leaving just Draco and I with Hermione limp on the floor. Tears started to leak from his eyes, my heart shattered. His hand shook that held his wand, bending his head to let out a sob.

“It’s ok, do what they say.” I spoke, Draco shaking his head.

“I can’t, I can’t do it.” he sobbed, fervently shaking his head.

“Draco please! It’s the only way we’re getting out of here!” I pleaded.

“What is the meaning of this Draco!? Do it!” Lucius boomed, Draco still sobbing.

“I can’t hurt the girl I love!” Draco shouted, his family gasping. 

“You cannot be serious!” Lucius shouted, Hermione’s grip on my hand tightened.

“Fine, if you cannot man up to the task...CRUCIO!” Bellatrix shouted, repeating the spell over and over.

Draco tried to come to my aid, but his father fought to hold him back. He cried as he watched me suffer one of the three Unforgivable Curses, shouting my name as I screamed in pain. I couldn’t even put into words what the pain felt like, an excruciating void of unending beats was the best way to put it. 

I tried to reach out for Draco as blood started to fall from my ears and mouth, him trying to do the same with the restriction of his father.

“Please Bella! Stop, please!” Draco yelled, falling to his knees as Lucius scrapped to get a hold of him. 

“That’s enough Bella,” Narcissa spoke, pulling on her sister’s arm.

“Consider yourself lucky you belong to the Dark Lord Potter. For your friend, I can’t say the same.” Bellatrix sighed.

There was a sudden commotion as Harry and Ron burst into the room, firing off spells. Draco pretended to drop one of ours, rolling it my way. I fired one at Lucius, knocking him several feet away. It was a struggle trying to get up, only to be snatched by Narcissa, my muscles too weak to fight back. Bellatrix held a knife to Hermione’s throat, Harry and Ron dropping their wands at her command. 

I looked at Draco, his eyes wide with worry. There was a squeaking sound from above us, looking to see Dobby unhinging the chandelier. It came crashing down, giving enough distraction for Hermione and I to break free. I launched myself at Harry, he held me close as we all huddled to apparate out. I took one last look at Draco, he mouthed those three little words. I mouthed them back, tears shining as we apparated away.

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Harry was headed to the Ravenclaw common room to find the Grey Lady, while I tried to make the Room of Requirement pop up. Just when I was about to give up, I heard creaking behind me, turning to find the Room of Requirement. Harry appeared next to me, dragging me with him. 

We looked around the disastrous area for what felt like hours, clapping my hands over my ears when I heard the telling sound of the Horcrux’s. I whipped around to find Harry holding the tiara that belonged to the Helena. Just as I reached him, a voice I knew all too well sounded in the room.

“Well, well, well, look what we have here. What brings you two here?” Draco taunted, Crab and Goyle holding their wands at us as Draco did. 

“I could ask you the same,” Harry answered, tugging on my wrist so that I was behind him.

“You have something of mine,” Draco spat, eyeing me before looking back to my brother.

“Why didn’t you tell her? Bellatrix? You knew it was me, and you didn’t say anything.” Harry asked, tilting his head.

“I would never hurt her,” Draco whispered, the other two Slytherin’s giving him a confused look.

“If you truly loved her-” Harry hissed, now my turn to grab his arm to pull him back.

“Harry!” I exclaimed as they all held their wands higher, at the ready to fire at us.

“Don’t be a prat Draco, do it!” Goyle seethed, Draco gulped before moving his eyes to meet mine.

In a split second, I whipped my wand out. Firing at Draco, disarming him. He turned and ran as his friends continued their assault, Hermione coming to aid. I shouted for Draco, watching as Ron ran after the Slytherin’s. 

After some digging, Harry and Hermione plopped back to the ground. Ron came out of nowhere, snatching Hermione’s hand as he claimed that Goyle set the place on fire. Indeed he did as a giant fire in the shape of a snake came bounding after us. 

I grabbed Harry’s hand as we weaved through the stacks of rubbish, not finding a way out. I whipped my head in search of Draco, wondering if he made it out alive. My chest burned from the fire, and the thought of the love of my life being dead in the very same room. 

We bumped into some brooms, taking off to find the exit. I looked all over for Draco, not spotting him. Harry then caught my attention, whisking around to go back from where we just were. I sobbed in relief when I saw Draco, his eyes lighting up when he caught sight of me. I grabbed his arm, tugging him so he could jump on the back of the broom. He held tightly to my waist, his lips moving to kiss my cheek. 

The blast from the fire knocked us off the broom once we reached outside of the Room of Requirement, Draco kissed me before taking off. Harry stabbed the tiara with the Basilisk fang, knocking both of us back. 

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My heart crumbled after Harry and I took Snape’s tears to watch his memories. Not only did both of us have to die to completely destroy Voldemort, but that we might not come back. I thought of Draco, that we would never get married, have children, and grow old together. Neither would Harry, but this had to be done. 

We found Hermione and Ron at the bottom of the stairs just in front of the castle. huddled together. They stood once they saw us, knowing what Harry and I were about to do. Hermione crushed Harry into a hug, Ron leaning down to hug me tight. 

“We all had a feeling this is how it would have to end, no one just wanted to accept it.” I spoke, pulling back to smile sadly at Ron.

“After us, it’s just the snake. Kill it, and you’ll kill him.” Harry said.

Hermione tugged me to her, crying into my shoulder. I rubbed her back, sniffling to hold in my tears. Once I pulled back, I took Harry’s hand as we made our way to the Forbidden Forest. Harry found the Resurrection Stone in the snitch, holding my hand tightly. We looked around to see our parents, Remus, and Sirius. Our mother held her hand out, I instantly went to her. My hand went through her’s, my heart clenching when I couldn’t feel her.

“You’ve been so brave my babies.” she spoke, her voice melodic as it rang in my ears. How I wished I could have heard her voice my whole life.

“You’re nearly there,” our father said, his features resembling Harry so much they almost looked like the same person. 

“Does it hurt? To die?” Harry asked Sirius, my eyes leaving my mother’s to look at my Godfather.

“Quicker than falling asleep.” Sirius quipped, a small smile gracing his lips.

“I wish more than ever that none of you had to die, not like this.” I croaked, Harry nodding in agreement.

“I never wanted any of you to die for me,” Harry spoke, looking around at our lost loved ones. 

“Remus, Teddy he-” I started.

“Others will tell him what his parents died for, and one day, he’ll understand.” Remus smiled, his eyes looking between Harry and I. 

“You’ll be with us?” I asked.

“Until the very end.” our father answered.

“Stay close to us.” Harry said, grabbing my hand again.

“Always,” our mother replied, my eyes tearing up as they disappeared. 

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Voldemort had been defeated, finally freeing Harry and I from our life long torture. No more looking over our shoulders constantly, no more people that we loved would have to die for us. I could be with Draco...if I ever saw him again. He fled with his parents after Harry and I revealed to everyone that we were in fact still alive. 

“We did it,” I gasped, laughing as Harry and I embraced one another.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and I were walking across the bridge that separated the castle from the outside world, mindlessly kicking the cement that littered from the battle. 

“So what will you do with the most powerful wand in the world Harry?” I asked my brother, turning to face him.

I watched in horror as he broke the wand, throwing the pieces over the edge. He did the right thing though...

“Y/n...” Hermione mumbled, pointing at something behind us.

I turned around hesitantly, my heart soaring at the sight in front of me. Draco stood at the other end of the bridge, once he saw me turn he began walking. I took off in a sprint, tears rolling down my cheeks. He jogged the rest of the way, meeting me in the middle as I crashed into his arms. He spun me around, both of us laughing joyously. I pulled back to look into his eyes, a second later his lips were on mine. 

Draco held tight with his arms around my lower back, my feet still off the ground. I licked my way into his mouth, challenging his tongue into a dance of passion. I moved one hand to fist it in his hair, tugging it slightly to hear him moan into my mouth. He sat me down gently, pulling away to lean his forehead to mine.

“You came back,” I sniffled, intertwining our hands.

“I’ll always come back for you my love,” he whispered.

“I love you Draco,” I smiled.

“I love you more y/n,” he sighed, pulling me into his embrace once more.

[creepypasta-archive]

Jeff the Killer vs Homicidal Liu: Confrontation

by DarknessTeddyBear

The only brother vs brother story i've found on the internet, this is a short tale finally making both Jeff and Liu (with Sully) collide. This short story however reveals a new aspect of both characters that will make the delight of some fangirls and will probably irk some due to how it's written.

As set up on the canonical timeline this serves as the payoff for a buildup of grief and guilt

CW// half-reclaimed homophobic slurs, trauma, death, misrepresented DID/MPD

Click below to read the original unedited story

No... He couldn’t be staring at his brother’s face right now. He SHOULDN’T be staring at his brother right now! And yet, somehow, there he was.

As Jeff had approcahed the graveyeard he recognised very well by now, he was shocked into silence and stillness by the presence of the young man leaning against the gravestone he had gone to see. Liu... was waiting for him.

“Liu?” Jeff called out at the figure he saw, eyes travelling up and down the now late-teenage body of the boy he remembered killing brutally.

Since not too long ago, Jeff had realised how much he had regretted what he had done. His family, maybe not. His parents were never on his side, never there to listen, never understood. Liu was his best friend, took the fall for him, did everything for him on so many occasions! His madness had driven him to seeing even his only friend, his brother, as one of the judgemental prick that he#d have to deal with had he remained and returned to school once he had somewhat recovered- he had never ffecovered from losing his sibling... or murdering him.

“It’s been a long time, Jeff,” he heard a somethat flat voice comign from Liu. It truly had been years. Liu possessed a vice that Jeff almost didn’t recognise, but he was sure that it was probably the same for him too. “Have you missed me, brother?”

Jeff was still stunned, watching as the other boy hopped down from his place, sitting on his own gravestone, not saying anything yet, in both confusion and relief at the same time.

“H-how? How are you ere?!!” Jeffrey yelled, his voice breaking part way through his declaration.

Liu stepped closer, the silver glow of the moonlight falling upon his face, revealing the deep anf still bloody stitches that ran across his face, over his nose and from the corner of his mouth up to his cheek. The half-smile Jeff had carved into his face before fleeing from their family home had been sealed shut, making it difficult for him to make out the slight smirk appearing on his brother’s face as his bright, green eyes landed on Jeff.

“I like that expression, Jeffrey,” he spoke in that same flat voice, “you look so shocked to see me. It was your old friend the Slenderman that stitched me up.”

“Slendy? That fucking octopus?! Wait, why?! How are you alive right now?!”

Liu chuckled, his voice low, his eyes darkening slightly. “Yes, Jeff. He knew that I had some unfinished business with you... Or at least, someone did.”

Jeff wasn’t following what he was saying. “What? Then who? What business? Aw, shit, Liu, please don;t be so pissed, please! I regret what I did I real-”

“YOU FUCKING LIAR!” Finally, there was a tone in Liu’s voice, he sounded livid, his eyes darkening again, almost looking like they were turning completely black instead of the lively green. His face... it didn’t even look like Liu anymore. As the growling he was producing turned into a quiet laugh, Jeff continued to just stand still, watching his lost brother throw his head back and laugh maniacly. “LIU!” the stitched-up man screamed to the darkened sky, confusing Jeff even further. “LIU WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU, JEFFREY! NEITHER WILL I! I WILL PROTECT LIU! I’LL KILL YOU!” He screeched, lunging towards Jeff, producing a long knife from inside his coat posket. Jeff produced his own knife, his reflexes kicking in as he blocked the attack, both boys tumbling to the ground.

“Liu, stop! What the hell are you talking about?!”

“It’s Sully! I’m protecting Liu from yoouu!!”

“Then leave my brother the fuck alone!” Jeff managed to puch ‘Sully’ off himself, both standing up in fighting stance.

For a moment, Liu’s shoulder’s hitched, and as he looked up, his face looked.... he looked devastated.

“Jeff,” he spoke and Jeff could tell that his brother was back, “why’d you do it?”

“Liu... I- I don’t know....... I wasn’t in my right mind at all. I was losing my mind!”

“You lost it, Jeff,” the younger boy’s eyebrows furrowed, her teeth gritting, some of the stitches in the corner of his mouth seeming to split just a little. “Why’d you do it, Jeff?” He began to yell again, all hints of sadness replaced with rage. “I went to fucking JAIL for you! You were my best friend!”

His face darkened again... And out emerged Sully once more, the alter of the stitched boy growling to his other personality.

“I’m trying to save you, Liu... I’ll get the answers.”

With that, he moved to stab Jeff again. Jeff grabbed his wrist, beinding his arm behind his back until he dropped the blade, gritting his teeth as ahe growled. “I’m not gonna fucking kill you, alright?”

“You already DID KILL LIU!” Sully continued to scream, even as he broke free of Jeff’s grip, spun and punched him in the face. Jeff felt the sting in his face as he stumbled backwards, the same pain then reaching his stomacch as Sully kicked him in the gut. He held his middle, looking up at his attacker.

“WHY, JEFF?! WHY DID YOU KILL YOUR OWN FUCKING BROTHER?!”

Jeff didn’t say anything.

“BECAUSE HE STOOD UP FOR YOU? BECAUSE HE WAS MORE POPULAR? BECAUSE HE’S QUEER? IS IT THAT, JEFF?! DIDN’T LIKE YOUR BROTHER WAS QUEER/!!”

“That’s not the reason why, I’ve already told you, I regret this!”

“regret doesn’t take it all back,” Sully sneered, his eye twitching as he quickly lunged to grab the knife he had dropped. Jeff didn’t pick up his own, still standing defenceless in front of the granite stones lining the graveyard. He sprinted forward, aiming to slach at Jeff repeatedly.

In a split second, Jeff found himself being jumped on, but it didn’t... it didn’t feel like hed been stabbed. AS He fell backwards, landing on his back on the ground, he looked down to see his btoher clinging to him, the knife once again ddiscarded on the ground.

“I don’t want this, Sully,” Liu muttered, “I don’t hate him that much...”

Jeff saw Liu’s shaling hands on his hoodie and brough his own white hand up to the back of his head.

“Liu, are you back?”

Liu nodded, rolling off his brohter, lying on his back beside him. “Sorry, Jeff.”

“No, Liu... I deserve it after all I did to you.”

“Fuck that.” Liu nudged him. “I’m alive... Sorry I didn’t come to see you sooner.”

“Nah, had you seen me years ago.... I don’t know. I probably wouldnt have bad the chance to realis just how much I actually missed you, huh?”

Liu smiled only a little, fighting back the screams of his alter, doing his best to remain in charge of this stitched-up body he now had.

“Are you really queer?” Jeff suddenly asked, making Liu laugh properly.

“Yeah.”

“Well congrats, bro.”

They had a lot of time to get sed to one another again, Sully never really calming down in Jeff’s presence. But Liu was happy, and that was enough for him. They continued their murderous sprees with the rest of their newfound superhuman friends, the proxies, slenderman, and the others they’d found. Jeff never reconciled with Jane, but he didn’t care about that. And no, he wasn’t disgusting and have a secret crush on her, but he approved of the oy his brother seemed to like; another man their age who suffered deep stitches too, Rowan. The brother’s had ofound one another, and would remain close by one another until their days came to an end.

[hoseokslefteyebrow]

WANTED || J.JK || 7

Pairing : Jungkook X Reader

Genre : fluff, angst, crack

Summary : “Let me geuss, your parents are dead and you're family with one of my mates so that's why you're staying with us for a while?”

“Um, no. Sorry. Just running for the authorities and your window was open.”

Wordcount: 0.9k

WARNINGS : none 

WANTED MASTERLIST || NEXT 

" How old are you?!" Jin practically screams as you tell him.

You blink at him with wide eyes, did you say something wrong?

" I tough you were older than Jungkook too." Jimin says, his eyes also wide open when you tell them your age.

You huff.

" Well shit, would you like me to come back in a few years maybe?" You exclaim as you lean back into the couch, folding your arms over one another.

" No, no. But you're going to need to go back to school, or well, college." Yoongi thinks with you all.

You're currently seated in the livingroom with Yoongi, Hoseok, Jin and Jungkook.

" How do you want to enroll? No offense, but we don't have enough money just lying about for situations like this." Hoseok points out.

" That'll be okay. I have a few scholarships we can use." You tell them as all eyes turn to you in suprise.

" Of what do you have scholarships?" Jungkook asks excitedly.

" That Cyber University, and two others which I kinda need to log into my DigiD to know." You say.

" How did you manage to get a scholarship for Cyber University?!" Hoseok exclaims.

You shrugg.

" I kind of had a thing for producing."

" Cool. That means you can enroll in my school. Right Jin hyung?" Jungkook asks him.

Jin nods.

" Jungkook goes to Global Cyber University. You can join him. But beside that, I'd recommend getting a job too. Especially considering you'll have grocery runs too soon." Jin tells you.

You nod.

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Well, college is just as boring as you can remember.

It's been a few weeks since the conversation you had with Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok and Jungkook and you've enrolled into GCU a few days ago. 

The first day was admittedly fun, especially since you hadn't been to school in a while, the second day was also okay, but it started to dawn on you about how much you actually really didn't miss it. The third day was just plain boring. And today it's the fourth day.

If you were honest, you didn't really care about what was going to happen, you just hoped that there would be some juicy drama soon.

You watched the clock tick by until the bell rung, indication you finally had a break.

+

" Finally!" You yelled as you sat down on one of the chairs in the canteen.

" What're you being so dramatic for? Didn't you start about an hour ago?" Jimin asked with a mischievous smile.

He was kind of always trying to get on your nerves, tough he really didn't know how, and so it was more amusing than annoying. 

" I know right, I barely started an hour ago and I'm already done with this for today." You huffed, crossing your arms over the table.

Jimin rolled his eyes, probably more annoyed that you aren't annoyed by his words.

" Bruh, you barely arrived an hour ago. Weren't you like ten minutes late?" Taehyung laughed amused.

You shrugged.

" That's quite possible." You mumble before dropping your head on your arms.

" Sometimes I really wonder how you managed to get a scholarship even tough you're this lazy-"

" Hey guys! Hey, um, girl, you're kind of in my seat." A voice cuts Jungkook off.

Jimin sighs again, opening his mouth to tell her off but stops himself at doing so when you look up from your arms.

You turn to look at your right, before looking at your left, turning to look behind the girl you don't even know the name of, before looking in your bag.

" What are you doing? Hello? I'm talking to you bitch-"

" I'm looking for where anyone here asked for your opinion." You deadpan, looking her straight in the eyes as you speak.

Some kids from other tables turn to look at the commotion, and Jimin let's out a small 'ooh', as if to start a fight.

" Excuse me?-"

" Good idea. You're excused." You cut her off.

Jungkook and Taehyung turn to smile at one another while Jimin lets out a small 'ouch' this time.

" Ugh! What's wrong with you?! Why are you so jealous of me?!" She suddenly screeches, capturing the attention of even more kids.

You laugh before answering her.

" What's there to be jealous of?" You smile at her.

By now other kids are joining Jimin in the 'ooOooOh's.

" Listen, just get off my seat and I'll leave you alone." She huffed, suddenly more interested in her nails.

" Your seat? I didn't see your name on this anywhere." You wink.

" You know what, nevermind. I'll get back at you. Just wait." She says as she looks at all the watching eyes before turning away with a hair flip.

" Who was she?" You ask the boys as the girl leaves.

" Kim Eunmi. Jungkook's biggest fangirl. You're the first girl to stand up to her." Jimin supplied you with information.

" She seems nice." You shrug.

" She what?-"

" Y/N, what the fuck?-"

" WHAHAHAHAHA-"

Yeah, you'll probably be fine in school.

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-Moment of Tangency-

Series Summary: When Y/N's favorite fictional characters come to life, a mystery ensues as a killer wreaks havoc in Bangor, Maine.

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Chapter Summary: What started out as a sleepover with your best friend turned into a night of unexplainable events.

Warnings: cursing, underage pining if you squint, mentions of sex.

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: Here's the first chapter of the big series I was talking about! I really hope you guys enjoy this, I've been working on this for about a month and it would mean the world to me if you have feedback and brought attention to this to those who would enjoy it too! I'm really excited to see how this goes.

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Chapter One: The Beginning

"You will soon receive support from an unexpected source.." 

The red letters of your fortune stared back at you ominously.

"Hey, that's great timing huh?"

"Too soon, Marcus..Too soon."

A sheepish smile formed on his freckled face, "Sorry..Here, have another."

You shook your head, waving away the cookie. "I'll just stick to mine. I only have a little bit of room left for it." 

You took small bites, slowly indulging in the delicious treat, afraid of letting it go to waste with just two or three bites.

"I'm surprised your dad let me spend the night."

"Honestly, me too..I don't think he noticed that you're in the middle of transitioning."

"He probably just thinks I'm gay or something.."

You let out a choked laugh, "Maybe because you are."

"Hey, you can't tell me that Mr. Fisher isn't hot as fuck!"

"He isn't, oh my god!" You tried to finish the rest of your cookie without inhaling crumbs, suppressing the laughter building in your stomach.

"Have you seen his hands?! Y/N, I don't think you understand how much I adore him!"

"He's 20, Marcus!! Not to mention, he sucks at teaching physics."

"Hey, I didn't say my future man had to be smart."

"You're ridiculous."

"Yes, yes I am. Oh! Speaking of guys, any good gossip for the ship of a century?"

You could help but roll your eyes at his teasing, blood rushing to the apples of your cheeks.

"Kolby and I haven't spoken since last week. I don't think he likes me anyway. He's been talking to Heather more recently.." 

And, for some reason, you weren't too interested in him either. Yes, he was a nice looking, athletic guy but you just didn't care enough to go further than a 'hi, how're you?' with him.

"Well, his loss. You're a wonderful girl and it's a shame he's wasting your time with his boyish nonsense. Besides, he doesn't even wear watches like Mr. Fisher."

"I swear to god, if you mention him or watches one more time.."

"You're right, sorry," he held up his hands defensively before putting them down, "I just don't wanna see you get hurt, Y/N/N.."

"I know you're worried, Marcus, but I'm fine. It's our junior year, I don't think long-term relationships are supposed to happen for us until we're in like college."

"You never know..Anyway, what do you even see in him?"

You let out a sigh, sinking in the mounds of pillows and blankets that are laid astray on your bed.

"Umm..He's cute, without a doubt. His jokes are sometimes funny, depends on who he's around. He has a nice sense of style, I guess? I don't know..We've only known each other for a little over two months."

Marcus laid beside you, rolling to his side with a dopey grin plastered on his pale face. "And a lot could happen in two more months if you just talk to him. I promise, I won't even bother you in Algebra..Okay? Just trust me on this.."

You groaned but, nevertheless, agreed with a silent nod.

"Love shouldn't be this complicated.."

"Sometimes it is, sweetie..But only time can lead you to where you're supposed to be.."

"Yeah, I know...Since when did you become my therapist?" You let out a scoff.

"Since third grade! Now, c'mon, get off your lazy ass and let's do something cool!" 

He pulled at your limp arm once he stood up, dragging you to the floor and down the hallway towards the mini library your stepmom installed about a year ago; who has yet to use it.

"If you were looking for 'cool', you brought us to the wrong place." 

Your eyes scanned over the bookshelves, catching titles of famous works.

To Kill a Mockingbird

The Great Gatsby

War and Peace

Charlotte's Web

"You only have that perception because you hate her."

"Of course! Have you seen her?"

"Yeah, but this is still cool! You should take advantage of it while you can." 

Marcus released his hold from your ankle, scampering over to the section of the library where a red and white book was gleaming for attention.

"Oh my god! Miranda got the newest edition of IT?"

You stood up abruptly and made your way over. "She got what?!" 

"Holy shit, this is amazing! We haven't fangirled over this book since freshmen year."

"Oh yeah, our biggest obsession since One Direction." You laughed, taking the book out of his hands and running your finger over the textured title.

"Not gonna lie, the older cover looked better."

You rolled your eyes and ushered him over to the desk in the middle of the room. "Wait, let's see if they kept in that one part.."

"Which one? Does it have to do with Stanley? You had a major crush on his fictional ass." He teased, pulling up another chair beside yours.

"No no no, the one with Eddie and-Oh, I found it!"

Man, he had hated it when Richie called him Eds…but he had sort of liked it, too. It was something….like a secret name. A secret identity. A way to be people that had nothing to do with their parents’ fears, hopes, constant demands. Richie couldn’t do his beloved Voices for shit, but maybe he did know how important it was to creeps like them to sometimes be different people.

"Oh, I absolutely love this part..It's just, mwah, beautiful. Stephen King certainly knew what he was doing.."

"C'mon, let's go back to my room and reminisce." You took his arm and pulled him back to your bedroom.

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You internally screamed at Marcus's onslaught recollection of memories.

"Oh, and that one time when you had a major attraction for-"

"Okay okay, that's enough reminiscing!!" You tossed the book at him.

"Aww, what? Feelin' embarrassed, sweetie?" He barely dodged the book, letting it bounce off your bed and onto the ground with a dull thud.

"Shut up.." You grabbed the nearest pillow and slightly smothered yourself with it.

The memories he continued to bring up brought back some nostalgia but looking back at it now made you cringe. You were practically grown up now, not 15 years old. 

"Okay, I'm sorry. But wouldn't it be cool if the losers club was real? Like actually around, in real life? Derry was based off of Bangor so it's more than likely you could find your own Stanley Uris." 

You cracked a smile at that and threw the pillow at him, situating yourself underneath the covers of your bed. "Yeah, yeah. I wish."

Marcus promptly pulled out his phone and checked the time, turning it over towards you  and flashing the bright light in your face. "Well, it's almost 11:11..Make a wish!"

"Seriously?" You deadpanned.

"C'mon, it wouldn't hurt!"

You sighed, sitting up on your elbows and closing your eyes. "Tell me when. You wish it too, okay?"

"Okay," some time passed, "now."

I wish the losers club was real..The entire gang. Every single one of them.

I wish I could blow Bill Denbrough.

You opened your eyes after you recited your wish a couple of times, sighing. You raised an eyebrow at Marcus, seeing him struggle to contain his laughter though the crimson red covering every inch of his face gave it away.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"I wished that I could blow Bill."

"Goddamnit, Marc."

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It took about a half hour before the two of you could fully relax into a deep sleep but once you guys did, Marcus took up most of the bed. 

A heavy gush of wind pushed open your window, the cool air from outside blowing into your room. You snuggled a little more under the covers, face being buried into someone's back. They smelled so nice, a light hazelnut scent and freshly washed hair that reminded you of late night drives with your older cousin when you were younger; Just absolute nostalgia exuded from them. You felt your entire body relax against theirs, the warmth overtaking your slightly exposed skin from the nippy air coming through the window.

You hear a quiet groan from the opposite side of you, the noise causing you to stir from whatever you were dreaming about prior; It was a bit fuzzy.

"What the fuck? Dumbass window.." It was just Marcus.

You felt the weight from the bed disappear, his dull footsteps moving around the carpeted room as he shuts the window.

He turns around and gives one look over the room, his eyes partially open. He sees a couple of people in the room, the sight confusing him in his drowsy state.

"What the..?"

A mix of someone screaming bloody murder and a smoke alarm going off floods the room, echoing off the walls and throughout the house. Even Marcus wouldn't be surprised if the neighbors heard him too.

It takes just a few seconds before your sleeping mind can process the screeching, thus causing you to flip over to your other side and turning on the lamp. Your eyes are piercing with annoyance, though you were still a little concerned about your astonished friend across the room.

"Marc, what the hell?! What's wrong? What happened?"

You cast a glance around your room, trying to pick the oddball out.

"What the hell?!" You hear from behind you, the sudden noise alarming you and making you jump off the bed towards the ground. 

Your head whipped around so quickly you were sure it was the dizziness that made your imagination run wild from the sight. There laid a guy, around your age, with very curly light brown hair that just looked absolutely divine to twirl your fingers around.

Underneath you comes a strangled groan, almost upon impact. Looking below, you find a girl with fiery red hair in a bob style. You push yourself off of her and scoot away until your back hits Marcus's legs.

"Who the fuck is yelling-Oh, holy shit..!" You hear another slightly deep voice exclaim. 

Turning to your right sat five other guys with drastically different appearances, one after another coming to the realization that they had no fucking clue where they were.

The room grew quiet, fear growing in your eyes as you try to find a person to focus on but the thought only made you even more dizzy than before.

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Bio!Dad Bruce Wayne AU - Super Meet

Initial idea | How it Happened | Addition by iggy-of-fans | Reply to iggy’s Addition | Summer Begins | Summer Part 2 | Supers Meet (you are here) | Scarecrow Interlude |

SO we have two ways that the Parisian Super Squad meets the Batfam. 

The first, which I’m only writing down because I cannot forget about it, and its hilarious is: the Super Squad gets to Gotham, gets Mari’s texts, gets to their hotel room, throws their stuff in, transforms, and starts running around looking for her. They find her walking around the fashion district with the Wayne’s. Adrien, as Chat Noir, spies Marinette first. And, in typical fashion, acts first and thinks later. 

So basically the Wayne’s watch a young, blonde, male version of catwoman throw an incredibly expandable baton between them and Mari, jump down, pick her up. Say “Bonjour. Au revoir.” And then make his expandable baton extend again and carry the now screeching Marinette to the top of the building where the rest of the Super Squad is waiting. Luka is going to strangle him. Holy shit. Chat Noir? More like Chat NO-ir!

The Batfam, of course, suits up and starts chasing after them. In full daylight. (These are the perfect opportunity for “Only in Gotham tweets” tbh) They catch up to Marinette berating all of them in incredibly loud and frantic French. As Multimouse. Going on about how irresponsible it was to leave Paris unprotected! Yes she knows Hawkmoth was defeated but it is the principle of the matter!! And they left BEFORE she told them about what happened with her bio!family and Batman! ALSO THEY KIDNAPPED HER IN BROAD ASS FUCKING DAYLIGHT IT DOESN’T MATTER IF THIS IS GOTHAM YOU SHUT YOUR TRAP CHAT! 

The whole squad looks so defeated but then Mari starts crying and throws herself into Chat’s arms going on about how good it is to see them and she’s so happy they’re here and they’re so so stupid! And then its a hug pile. Big hug pile. The Batfam looks on in utter confusion bc, again, only like. Two of them know French. Then Batman coughs and they all look up and just. Don’t move. Maybe if they don’t move he won’t see them. 

“... I need to be taking Miss Dupain-Cheng back to her family, now.” 

“But-!” WHACK (why yes that’s the sound of Marinette kicking at them all)

“You kidnapped a girl in front of her family with no warning, in a very dangerous city. I’m sure her family would like the reassurance that she’s safe.” 

So Batman and the Robins take Marinette back to Wayne Manor and Alfred clings to her (like he totally didn’t put everything together already they’re all so obvious). And then the Batfam, minus costume, comes barreling down the stairs and they all tackle Marinette and its another hug pile. Bc holy shit Mari why did you get kidnapped by your so called friends? Oh, they’re stupid? Can relate. 

And then. Of course. Guess who shows up at the door. Just peeks their heads in, detransformed of course. “Uh, hi? We’re friends of Marinette? We’re here to visit her?” 

Bruce is shrieking like WHY. WHY IS THIS SHIT GENETIC?! Internally. Can’t spill the beans QUITE yet. 

Anyway, INTRODUCTIONS GALOR, YADA YADA, Dick and Adrien get along so well. Too well. Kagami and Damien also get along well too (they’re both ready to stab a bitch, don’t test them). Luka is too chill NOT to get along with anyone, unless they insult his friends and partners. Chloe is ready to throw down but also holy shit that’s Bruce fucking Wayne? Damn, Mari. DAMN. Already on social media about this. 

(Also listen, I am shipping trash so I’m going to be vague as hell with things but in my brain this will be a poly!partners au so the Super Squad is just dating each other. But for the sake of everyone they could also just be really good/close friends, as they’ll be sharing rooms and be very touchy feeling and such. Its up to you. But just know, I’m just. Like this.) 

So it basically just devolves into story sharing and puppy piles and the Wayne’s all looking at the Super Squad with side eyes bc HM. HOW FAMILY. ALSO STOP TOUCHING THE BABY! NO CORRUPTING THE BABY!! THAT’S OURS!!!

WE SAW HER FIRST SO FUCK YOU!

I’M LITERALLY? HER FATHER? FUCK? YOU? YOU CATWOMAN KNOCK OFF???

This is all happening with their eyes btw

And of course. The whole squad follows Marinette out as Multimouse to go meet batman, who Bruce told her had something to talk with her about. And she kinda cries bc SHE’S GOING TO GET KICKED OUT OF THE CITY BC OF HER IDIOTS!

Its not, its the Batfam taking the Super Squad to the Justice League tower. They weren’t expecting so many people but its fine. They’ll make it work. 

Because Bruce had called the Justice League for an emergency meeting that night with the tone of voice that clearly said anybody who didn’t show up would have a bat hunting them down and shoving his foot up their ass so far they’ll taste patented leather for the rest of their life. They’ve almost never seen him so angry? And he’s bringing guests? What? The fuck?? 

Multimouse Marinette gets briefed that, as the current Guardian of the Miraculous, and a hero of Paris, she’ll be there to get a formal apology and an explanation about why a bunch of teenagers had to fight an emotionally manipulative super villain by themselves. Chat Noir is maybe hiding behind the rest of the Miraculous Crew and they’re only kinda notice but don’t think much of it tbh. Adrien does NOT want to be the one to explain that his FATHER was said super villain. save him. 

Btw the whole group is having mixed reactions to the idea of meeting the Justice League. Adrien wants to run away but he also doesn’t care? Like. They’re all superhero’s, he gets that they can’t always help, but also. Fuck. He loves being a superhero but having someone with actual experience might have saved them all a lot of heartache. Chloe, meanwhile, doesn’t give a sINGLE SHIT about the JL. Fuck them. Fuck them so hard, so assholes ignored them and they’re going to be high and mighty. She may be a better person now but she will not put up with their nonsense. Not now. Not ever. Fight her. Luka is that sort of calm angry? He’s pissed that they brushed them off but since everything’s over there’s no point in holding onto his anger. There may or may not be a lot of meditating in the Bat Plane on the way there so he doesn’t use his lyre like a fucking BOOMERANG AGAIN and smack them all upside the head with it. Kagami doesn’t care? She’ll threaten them to the ends of the earth should they ever blow off such messages again, but she also just. Has very little emotional investment in them otherwise. 

Marinette, of course, is freaking out and pacing and trying to channel her inner ladybug and screaming internally bc why. WHY. She’s angry but she also understands, but she’s still so stressed. just. please. Tiny squeaks. 

And okay, they get there, and Batman comes in with ALL the Robins AND all these new kids? 

Flash: I’m sorry, you called an emergency meeting because of your extended family? 

Diana: HUSH

Because Diana, of course, recognizes them what and who they are. And is screaming bc holy shit? The Miraculous Holders are active again? Do they need their help? Where is Ladybug? Who is the Guardian? She just has. so. many. questions. 

And Captain Marvel/Shazam (seriously wtf IS HIS NAME) is fangirling HARD. Because that’s the Miraculous Holders! The ORIGINAL magic users! SEVERAL of his people (Hercules/etc) were Miraculous holders on top of Shazam and HOOOLLLY SHIT THEY’RE HERE! IN FRONT OF HIM! HOLY SHIT!!!

Superman, Green Arrow, and several others are sweating bc uh. UH. OH SHIT THOSE MESSAGES WERE REAL?

Yes. They were real. And now they have Batman in full dad mode demanding an explanation. Several people (Superman, other mutation/alien esc powers) claim they went to Paris to check on the damage but they couldn’t find any, OR the supposed supers of villain. 

Multimouse steps forward and starts explains how the Ladybug powers work and if they had bothered to contact them beyond telling them this wasn’t a line of communication to be used for PRANKS, they would know better. Diana chimes in with how she was helped created BY the Ladybug miraculous, etc, why did nobody ask her about this? Hell, why did nobody ask their resident magic user, Captain Marvel/Shazam??? 

Green Lantern: No offense, but doesn’t this all seem a little far fetched? 

Chloe: ... Bitch, you have an alien ring that gives you powers. Shut the fuck up. 

So there’s some arguing, back and forth, and Bruce looses his temper a little bit. Smacks his hand HARD on the table. “Enough. It is your job to investigate. It is not your job to leave the saving of an entire city to my fucking daughter, who was barely thirteen at the time this all started. As far as I’m concerned, this can never, ever, happen again. Wonder Woman, Captain, I assume you’d be willing to go through our notifications for any discrepancies?” 

And there’s a huge moment of silence. Everyone’s staring at him. Multimouse squeaks. Red Hood just. “Good going, Bats. Real smooth.” 

Chat: OH MY GOD YOUR DAD IS BATMAN? WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY ANYTHING, WHY- HOOOOO OH MY GOD YOUR DAD! BATMAN! IS DAD! YOUR DAD WHO IS ALSO-!

Viperion is making wheezing noises and covers Chat’s mouth and then there’s even more yelling and arguing and finger pointing, and Bruce wants a drink. And a nap. In whatever order he can get them. 

Basically he gets Wonder Woman and Captain Marvel/Shazam to agree to looking through messages but also gets the hell out of dodge. 

Next in, the reactions to all this tomfoolery. Also apparently superhero-ism is now genetic. 

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Going to a Harry Styles Concert With the Fam

hiiiii I got really bored and this is the outcome. hope you enjoy xx  requested: nope  warnings: fluff overload  author: Abby a/n: this is a personal imagine for myself :)  summary: the Hendersons go to a Harry Styles concert and Harry notices them from onstage  Abby- me  Naomi, River- sisters  Silas- brother  Mom and Dad- self explanatory 

*gif is not mine 

The crowd screamed eagerly, waiting for Harry Styles to appear onstage. So far fifteen minutes had passed and the opening act was wrapping up. Harry peeked from behind a curtain and the crowd went wild. He stepped out and walked up to the microphone.

"It appears tha' I am at the wrong concert," he said, and everyone laughed. "I'll be going now." He picked up the microphone and exited the room before turning back around.

"'M KIDDING" he promised. He strummed his guitar and began playing the familiar notes.

In the pit, the Henderson family was trying to contain a fangirling Abigail, who was currently belting out the lyrics to Woman.

"Abby, chill, it hasn't even been half an hour and I already regret taking you," Mom said playfully.

"Agreed," River said, nodding.

"I'm not the one to talk, you should've seen her in Watermelon Sugar," Abby replied, motioning to River. "And besides, once Adore You comes on I know you'll be screeching."

And, as it turns out, she was right. The words hadn't even escaped Harry's lips and every single Henderson was going insane.

"WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR YOU, JUST LET ME ADORE YOU" Abby giggled at her family's enthusiasm for the song.

Even Harry seemed a bit surprised. Midway through the song he burst out laughing at their little mini show, confusing everyone who couldn't see the group from their seats. "As yeh can tell, I had a bit of an outburst jus' there, and I apologize, it's jus' tha the family in the pit was being too funny and I couldn't help myself." He looked at Dad. "Are they all yers?"

He nodded and Harry whistled. "Six children... I can't imagine... are all eight of yeh fans?"

Naomi screamed, "NO JUST THIS ONE" and pointed to Abby, who was blushing a bright red.

"THEN WHY DID YEH COME IN THAT FIRS' PLACE?!" He teased. He collected himself and said, "'M sorry, it's nice to see yeh all, thank yeh for coming, hope yer enjoying th-"

"SHE'S A REAAALLY BIG FAN" Silas interrupted, motioning towards Abby.

"Oh, really?" Harry asked. Abby nodded.

"Well, I'm afraid we've almos' reached the end of the show, so would yeh and yer family like to join me onstage for this one las' song? We could really use tha' excited energy up here."

Abby squealed and bolted up the stairs, her family lagging behind. Once everyone was up there Harry said, "I assume yeh all know Kiwi?" The crowd erupted into screams.

"It's my favorite one, actually!" Abby said into the mic.

"Sing along if yeh know the words!!" Harry yelled, motioning for Mitch to start the music.

The beat of the drums was so loud it could be felt in Abby's pulse, but she couldn't have been happier. She was so lost in the song that she almost tumbled offstage. The rest of the family, despite not knowing the song as well as Abby, danced around the stage screeching and doing dramatic hair flips. Fans were going crazy in the arena, apparently they were enjoying the entertainment.

As the song finished the crowd cheered for the performance, Harry giving them a low bow. "Yeh all have been a lovely crowd and a special thanks to the..." He turned to the family, asking for help.

"Hendersons," Abby whispered.

"GIVE IT UP FOR THE HENDERSONS EVERYONE" The fans screamed once more before Abby and her family were whisked offstage after giving their thanks to Harry.

"How did it feel to meet your idol?" Abby's friend Lila asked over the phone, no doubt smirking on the other end of the line.

"I felt like passing out, but it was awesome," she replied, smiling. "The best day of my entire life."

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Hey gorgeous! May I please request random sentence prompt: “I’m sorry I got way too into playing house and kissed you passionately.”(like, they were helping babysit her siblings?) With Oikawa, Ushijima, and Kageyama, if possible? Thank you, darling! Congrats on the blog!

I had so much fun writing these omgg

Oikawa

Everyone loves Oikawa, this is a known fact. The only group of people that love him more than his fangirls are kids. Which is why he’s thrilled when F/N asks him to come over and help her out with babysitting her two little siblings. They’re roughly the same age as Takeru, his nephew, so he feels prepared.

He isn’t.

I’m warning you, there’s two of them. not one. that means double the madness F/N had warned him over text the previous night after he’d agreed. He’d texted back nothing i cannot handle ;)

The second he steps into the L/N household he has a child clinging to his leg, F/N’s younger sister. F/N smiles at the sight, struggling to detach her little brother from her own leg.

Eventually the kids are detached, since Oikawa bribed them with a movie (Lilo and Stitch, one of the best Disney movies). He finishes popping two bags of popcorn, one for him and F/N and one for the kids, and takes them back to the living room, squawking in surprise as F/N’s little brother jumps up to steal one of the bowls from him to share with his sister.

F/N laughs from the couch, taking the bowl from Oikawa and stuffing a handful of popcorn into her mouth.

“Your siblings are awful,” Oikawa says loud enough for them to hear, and then pretending to hide behind F/N as they both turn around to glare at him. He smiles at their pleased expressions.

“Tell me about it,” F/N says. Oikawa eats popcorn as he stares at F/N, not quite sure why she looks even more attractive than she usually does. He realizes it might be because it feels as though this is their own house, and the two kids on the floor at their feet engrossed in a movie are there’s and-

He doesn’t realize he’s kissing her until he cup’s her cheek with his free hand, deepening the kiss as he leans forward a little bit, and almost knocks the bowl of popcorn over. She pulls away first, huffing in surprise and bringing her fingertips to her red lips.

“Sorry,” Oikawa says, not fully meaning it. “ I got way too into playing house.” He gestures around him. F/N laughs, pulling in to kiss him again.

“Gross!” The turn towards the two children, both with similar expressions of disgust on their faces.

“Hey!” Oikawa throws popcorn at them, which they both catch with their mouths expertly. “You really are F/N’s siblings.”

“I’ve taught them well, haven’t I?

Ushijima

“I wasn’t aware you had three little siblings,” Ushijima bent down to pick up the smallest one who was demanding to be carried with an adorable pout and extended arms.

“I’m sorry for calling you on such short notice, but I knew I was going to need some help!” F/N called from the kitchen. He carried the small girl in his arms, bouncing her playfully on his hip and smiling as she screeched in delight.

F/n was setting down sandwiches in front of two older kids, a boy and a girl, who immediately began to devour them. They waved at Ushijima in greeting, not seeming at all surprised to see a virtual stranger carrying their little sister (who was no playing with his hair).

“Aww, see? She loves you.” F/N ruffled both her little sister’s hair and her boyfriend’s as she walked behind him to pull a chair out for him at the table. He sat with the little girl in his lap as she ate her applesauce with surprising grace.

“Hey, come back and put your plates in the sink!” F/N yelled after her two siblings who had bolted the second they’d finished their sandwiches. They came back and begrudgingly put the plates in the sink, then raced each other to the living room, filling the house with their loud yelling.

After her applesauce F/N’s little sister fell asleep leaning against Ushijima, which made F/N coo at them for a few seconds as she took pictures on her phone. Then, as Ushijima scooped up the sleeping little girl carefully, he followed F/N to her room so he could put her down for a peaceful nap.

After he did that, he quietly followed F/N out the door, and as she turned around to face him after closing it behind them, he leaned toward her, giving her a long kiss that left him a little breathless. She nearly stumbled into the door in surprise, touching her lips with her fingertips.

“Sorry,” Ushijima said, not really sounding it. “You looked really cute taking care of all your siblings.”

F/n laughed quietly, taking his hand and leading him toward the living room. “You’re about to see my ugly side, then. It’s time for Mario Kart.”

Kageyama

Kageyama isn’t exactly great with kids. He’s made plenty of them cry, including his baby cousin that one time at a family reunion (which he doesn't like to look back on.) But for some odd reason, F/N’s two little twin sisters love him.

The first time he met them they were both dressed as fairies and demanded he pretend to be an evil goblin who chased them around. Naturally, he obliged, and now F/N has a fifteen minute video of him yelling at two little girls as they run screeching throughout the house.

He’s hoping he doesn’t have to do anything like that today. F/N asked him to help her babysit the girls for the afternoon. Before he could even knock the door was swung open by one of the twins grinning at him, her twin sister behind her, holding a plastic crown.

Kageyama and F/N were given the role of prince and princess, to be married in a few short minutes. The twins were the bodyguards of the event, harassing the stuffed animals they’d arranged in neat rows until they “presented” their invitations, proof they weren’t here to ruin the wedding. F/N and Kageyama watched from their spot near the TV, facing their audience of stuffed animals and two very enthusiastic little girls.

An owl was their minister, and the twins took turns saying the small sermon, and then they quickly made Kageyama begin to say his vows.

When he tried to make them longer than a sentence “Princess F/N, I love you so much. I want to spend the rest-”) he was interrupted by a very annoyed “ehem” from one from one of the twins. F/N quickly said her equally short vows, and then the twins were screaming for a kiss, clutching their stuffed animals to their chests.

Caught up in the moment, Kageyama leaned over and gave F/N a long kiss, earning a surprised gasp from all three of the L/N sisters. He would’ve lowered her onto the floor and crawled on top of her to keep the make out session going, but then he realized there was children present and he broke away, his cheeks warm and his lips feeling very warm too.

F/N buried her face in her hands as her little sister’s clapped, then began to usher the guests out of the “venue,” stealing glances at the two with wide smiles on their faces.

“Sorry, they got me all caught up in it,” Kageyama said, helping F/N to her feet.

“It’s okay. It was nice.” The way she said it made Kageyama blush again.

“Can I do it again?”

“Wait for us to clear the venue, gosh!” One of the twins shouted, interrupting an already-leaning-in-for-the-kiss Kageyama.

“Sorry.”