#lua scenario

[seokmn]

GOOD FATHER ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆

pairing: mingyu x fem!reader wc: 0.7k words warnings: mention of mingyu shirtless

"daddy's here to hold ya through the night"

The sight of you holding your newborn daughter, rocking her while having a smile on your face that shows to the world how happy you are made Mingyu tear up from how overwhelmed he felt. His love for you and your little daughter was undeniable.

“Is she asleep already?” Mingyu whispered as he kneeled in front of you, caressing your covered knees.

“I’m trying to make her sleep, but she refuses to,” you let out a weak chuckle. Mingyu didn’t have to be a genie to know that you were incredibly tired and just wanted to rest for at least 30 minutes. “She’s just like you. She loves to stay awake when I just want to take a little nap.”

He smiled, took off his shirt and took the baby away from you, taking her in his arms and placing her small blanket over her. “I told you to not overwork yourself, honey. I don’t want to see you like this every time. I’ll take care of this little one and of you as well.” Mingyu placed a gentle kiss on your forehead and you smiled,

“Thank you, Gyu,” you let out a sigh of relief when he placed a pillow under your head and fixed your blanket with his free hand. “But what’s up with taking off your shirt? I didn’t get it.”

“This?” He looked down at his bare chest while starting to rock the little girl in his arms. “I read an article that said it’s beneficial for the baby.”

You narrowed your eyes and let out a scoff. “You saw that in Jane the Virgin when we were watching it together.”

Mingyu smirked and laughed, his chest vibrating against your daughter’s tiny body. “You got me there, but when you were pregnant I really read an article about it! It’s called skin-to-skin contact and it’s very beneficial for her and for you, I can give you a little show before you fall asleep, y’know? Everyone wins.”

You looked at his toned abs, his strong arms and large hands holding your little ball of joy and you nodded at his words, it was indeed a little show to you. Ever since you got pregnant, anything parent related that Mingyu did was a reason for you to get a little bit more attracted to him, so that sight was prettier than any Monet’s painting.

“I can’t lie, I’m quite invested in this little show, it’s very entertaining.”

He smiled and danced in a sensual yet playful way, making sure the baby was still comfortable in his arms. You laughed in response and clapped your hands, hyping him up. Mingyu mirrored your laughter before sitting on the chair in front of the bed and focusing on his angel that was in his arms, almost falling asleep.

“My little girl,” he carefully booped her tiny nose. His heart burned with love when he saw her tiny hands wrapping around his finger. “I’ll do anything to keep you safe, to keep you happy and to make sure that you never forget how much I love you. You’ll be so loved that no one will ever give you less love than you deserve.”

You watched him whispering sweet promises to your daughter with a small and tired smile on your face, your body threatening to finally give you the rest that you need to.

“Mingyu…”

He looked up at you with a soft smile on his face. “Yes, love?”

“You’ll be the best dad ever. She will love you forever and will always be grateful for having you as her father.” Your voice was quiet and slow as you started to drift off.

Mingyu felt so touched by your sleeping words that he had to hold back his tears. He looked down to the baby and saw her sleeping peacefully, he stood up and walked towards the crib, putting her in it with all the care in the world, making sure to fix her blanket.

When he got into bed beside you, he wrapped his arms around your waist, put you closer to him and hid his face in the crook of your neck. “You’ll be a good mom too, the best mom ever. Can’t wait to grow old with you and watch her growing up and becoming who she wants to be… I’m sure you’re gonna be her role model.”

Mingyu knew you weren’t listening, he knew you were in a deep sleep, a deep sleep that you deserved more than anyone else in this universe. He kissed your neck and mumbled a ‘I love you’ before closing his eyes to sleep as well.

[lualuabestningdungie]

Try Again | C. Beomgyu

Pairing: exboyfriend! Beomgyu x gn!reader

Genre: slight angst, second chance, fluff at the end.

Warnings: angst, mentions of anxiety and stress, crying, might contain grammar mistakes. English is not my first language.

Lua’s note: hi loves :) welcome to another drabble. This time I’m here with a little bit of angst but with a happy ending 🫂 Hope you like it.

Try Again- Jaehyun, d.ear

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You wiped the sweat of your hands with your pants. You normally weren’t nervous like this, but today Beomgyu was coming to get some of his stuff from your once shared apartment. You both agreed that it would be better if you stayed with the apartment, since one of his friends offered to be roommates with him.

Your breakup was still recent, it has been 1 month since you decided that it would be better if you took different paths. Your heart still ached from this, but you knew that it was for the better. The both of you wanted different things and it wasn’t working very well.

But you missed him. Every day.

Thoughts of you talking again and fixing things were always on your mind. You knew that if you made an effort you could figure it out together. You just didn’t know how. You were both under a lot of stress, and even though you lived together, you barely had time for each other.

Your free days didn’t match, and school and jobs kept you both very busy. You weren’t there when you needed each other. So you thought that having a relationship at that moment wasn’t the best.

It hurt you that you couldn’t be there for him when he was feeling down, and he was hurting too when he couldn’t help you when you were stressed or felt anxious. You didn’t want to feel that pain anymore. But the breakup only made it worse for you.

You still cared about him. Everything in the apartment reminded you of him. Your bedroom where you used to be on your lazy days together, the living room where you always watched movies, the kitchen where Beomgyu prepared dinner for both of you.

Each day got harder for both of you. You were used to talk every day and be each other’s best friend. But now you woke up every morning without a good morning message, and went to bed without a good night message.

You were sitting in the living room, waiting for Beomgyu to come. You were slightly shaking because of anxiousness.

You suddenly heard knocking on the door, you assumed it was him. You took a deep breath and opened the door. He was standing there, he looked tired, his eyes were red and his eye has were very notorious. He smiled slightly.

“Hey.” He said awkwardly.

“Oh, hi.” You opened the door so he could come inside. “Uh, some of your things are still on our bedroom…” saying that phrase was very painful. Our bedroom. It wasn’t ‘ours’ anymore.

He nodded. “I have some cardboard boxes if you need some.” You offered, you actually didn’t want to be in the same room with him for so long because you knew you were going to break down.

“Thanks, I might actually need one.” He said trying not to look at you in the eye.

“I’ll go get it then, you can go ahead.” He nodded and made his room to what used to be his room.

Beomgyu entered the bedroom and felt the welcoming scent of your cinnamon candle that you lit up to feel more relaxed. He missed that. He missed relaxing in bed with you, and stay there for hours just hugging each other feeling safe in each other’s arms.

He gathered a few things. He was hesitant when he got to your closet. Beomgyu knew you still had some of his clothes. When he opened the closet he saw one of his hoodies neatly folded with your other clothes.

He sighed and took it. But when he grabbed it unfolded and something fell from it. It was a folded piece of paper, he knelt to the ground to pick it up, he was curious se he unfolded it.

It wasn’t just a piece of paper, it was a picture of the two of you. The picture was taken on your first date, were you went to a picnic but you chose a bad day because in the middle of the picnic it started raining heavily and you ended up drenched in water. The two of you picked your things quickly and ran to find a roof you could hide under. Once you found one you thought it was a good idea to take a picture and treasure it forever. Even though your date was ruined by the weather, you still had a great time with Beomgyu.

As he remembered all this, he sat cross legged on the floor. He hid his face in his hands and suddenly started sobbing. Hot tears filled his eyes and ran down to his hands.

He wished he could have another chance. Beomgyu knew that you could make things right again if you tried. He missed you every day since that day, there was not a day he didn’t thought of you.

You were about to enter to your room, but you heard faint sobs coming from the inside. You hesitantly placed your hand on the doorknob. Your heart broke more and more each time you heard Beomgyu sob. It was very weird for you to see or hear him cry. He usually never did even if he was feeling very bad.

You couldn’t resist anymore and you opened the door and saw him sitting on the floor with his face buried in his palms. You stepped closer and kneeled next to him, you pulled him closer to you and he instantly wrapped his arms around you.

Eventually you started crying too, the whole thing was making you hurt. And even though he was there beside you you couldn’t help but feel like you missed him as if he wasn’t there.

Beomgyu pulled away slowly after a few minutes. He wiped his tears and kept his gaze low. He was quiet for a few seconds but he broke the silence.

“I'm sorry… I didn't mean to make you see me like this. I just couldn't help it when I saw that picture of us. I miss you so much.” He paused and looked up to meet your eyes. “I know we tried it before, but I can't imagine not having you in my life. Can we try again? I promise to do everything I can to make it work this time." His voice broke at the end of the sentence. His eyes were filled with hope and hurt.

You hugged him again. “I’ve missed you so much, Gyu.” His eyes filled with tears when you called him Gyu and hugged you tightly. “I want to be with you, I didn’t want this to happen.” You sobbed while talking, you were holding Beomgyu as if your life depended on it. And held you with the same emotion, he wasn’t going to let you go, not again. “Even if things didn’t go the way we wanted.”

“I want to try again.”

“We’ll be alright.”

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[bambiraptorx]

ngl i think it'd be funny to put my version of leo raised by draxum in a room with other versions cause they'd be talking about, idk, the diferences in how they were raised and trained and fighting abilities and whatnot and my version would be like "uh i can play the trombone"

[aesrot]

consumed 3 different things set in the 40s-60s and now i need more but like a specific ass scenario and i cant find anything :(

[waitingroomphoebebridgers]

i would like to say that NOT ONLY DID I FUCKING GET IN the university of my dreams but I ALSO GOT THE HIGHEST GRADE on my term paper and i couldn't be fucking happier !!!!!

[insiderzx]

nature scenario

[skzficdump]

🌙 hi! my name is lua i write scenarios, smut, fluff, twitter links and fake texts — whatever you ask for, as long as it's about stray kids 🖤

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[queenlua]

hey lua what decks do phoenix aceattorney and miles aceattorney play in magic

PHOENIX WRIGHT

once upon a time, a friend bullied me into going to a Pro Tour Qualifier, which was probably the largest Magic tournament i’d ever been to at that time, right?

i was happy to be bullied, to be clear, but the problem was… i hadn’t played standard-format Magic competitively in about 2-3 years.  so my knowledge of the current metagame, what deck archetypes were popular, and what the current cards even were, was staggeringly limited.

“it will be fine,” said my friend.  “here, take this spare deck i built.  it’s super-straightforward and easy,” he lied.

he said this to me approx. 8 seconds before the first round began, so uhhhhh, i sure was playing a game of magical cards without ever having even looked at the damn deck before!

so, lo, literally in the course of playing the deck, i was learning how this shit was supposed to work.  “oh!” i’d exclaim with delight, halfway through my turn.  “THAT’S how those two cards are supposed to interact.  oh that’s super clever.  what a neat combo.”  and then i’d proceed to shiftily look at my opponent over my cards, riffle those cards a lil bit, and then say “pass” with as much of an enigmatic vibe as i could muster.

meanwhile, my opponent was Actually Prepared, and they were Trying To Win, and they were pissed.  they threatened to call Slow Play on me because i was taking so fucking long reading all the cards.  as in, he literally called a judge over, who stood there watching me the whole time, in order to determine if i was being Criminally Bad At Magic versus just A Regular Amount Of Bad At Magic, and i was sweating bullets the whole time because i didn’t know this deck or their deck or any of those cards and AHHHH why is the judge staring at me!!!

….which only served to make it EXTRA-humiliating for this poor fuck when i proceeded to eviscerate them 2-0.  hahahah get dunked onnnnnnnn nerd!!!

and then i also proceeded to eviscerate my next opponent???

sheer dumb luck.  i cannot overstate how ill-prepared i was for this tournament.  i absolutely did not deserve these wins.

meanwhile the friend who gave me the deck was having a much worse time with their deck, and they were like “what the fuck. you weren’t supposed to win. how are you winning with that shit, my deck’s so much better than yours”

anyway.  i think that’s the kind of scenario Phoenix would get into if he were an MtG player.  dude Gets Himself Into Situations And Then Uses Cleverness + Bullshit + Luck To Get Out Again.

(AA4-era Phoenix seems like he’s doing the same thing… but, in reality, he’s actually been meticulously crafting his deck in secret for the past six months.  he’s not even aiming to win the tournament, he’s just exploiting a known weakness in the opponent-matching system that lets him know with certainty who he’s going to get matched up against (spoiler: first round is Kristoph), and he’s hyper-optimizing his deck to beat Literally Only Those People.  meanwhile, Apollo, who built a tryhard hyper-optimized variant of Red Deck Wins, is lowkey annoyed that Phoenix's seemingly-random pile keeps vaulting him just one table above him in the standings, because Apollo knows his deck is better. he knows it!!!! just let him go 1v1 and prove it aaaaughhhh!!!)

((also, in case you want Actual Concrete Cards And Colors And Stuff: in general i think Phoenix prefers limited play (draft, sealed, "anything where you open booster packs on the spot & throw a deck together") to constructed play, because he doesn't like being tied down to any one game plan. when he does play constructed, i think he's less attached to a specific colors and more attached to specific mechanics. in particular: he's not a combo player exactly, but he likes mechanics that feel like bullshit. dude saw Madness for the first time & his eyes lit up & he was in LOVE, "you mean i'm discarding the card but then i can cast it for free??? hell YES." he absolutely ran a poison counter deck during New Phyrexia. ah fuck i just realized he was probably a huge stan for noted awful expansion Battle for Zendikar, i think i gotta cancel him now, sorry))

((and i think Phoenix also has a touch of Timmy in him! like, i went to a huge state tournament once with a bunch of really skilled players, and there was this one dude in our car who had a really solid deck, clearly adhered to a lot of the trends in the meta at the time... but his win condition was a Shivan Dragon. which wasn't a bad card at the time, it was a reasonable win condition, but it was... slightly suboptimal? not at all the obvious pick? sort of random? and multiple people asked him "why is that your win condition" & he shrugged and said "i like dragons." so the dragon stayed & that dude ended up getting second place in the whole tournament so FUCK optimal play, bring a dragon. i think Phoenix would sneak in a dragon now and again. just 'cause))

MILES EDGEWORTH

this one is trickier!!!

young!Miles is just going to play Whatever The Meta Deems To Be The Best Deck, right. the von Karma perfection thing and all. it's all very boring & micro-optimized to be the Best Deck Of Its Kind & he pours over the results of the big name tournaments week after week & does some math or whatever to hyper-optimize his own build of the Obviously Correct Deck. there is no soul in any of this, purely Executing On A Formula.

...but then he experiences Character Growth & has his big gay crisis & now he has to pick up the game again. he opens the latest tournament results... clicks around some win % stats for various cards in a desultory kinda way, and... his heart's just not in it, right?

enter 2-4 era Miles. 2-4 era Miles is playing some utterly unhinged Five Color Good Stuff thing. there's a lot of Planar Chaos cards in there, because that whole set was about Weird Shit & cards doing Stuff You're Familiar With (But In The Utterly Wrong Color!!!) & all that is resonating with Miles more than he'd care to admit. he cannot possibly talk about his unnecessary feelings but he can make a weird noise rock album about them. and by noise rock album i mean this fucking Magic deck.

and he's playing this deck with a 100% straight face, as though this is the exact same behavior that won him the Junior Super Series five years in a row & not a desperate cry for help from a madman. everyone else is like Miles... are you playing fucking singletons... in a fucking standard deck... you know your deck will be more consistent with four-ofs right... and then he gives a cool fish-eyed stare & taps out to cast some arcane bullshit legendary creature & gives a single rap of his knuckles against the table to indicate that he's passing the turn.

and it works, is the thing! all those years of training to be the Spikiest Spike Ever have paid off; this Five Color Good Stuff thing relies on some pretty clever insights to make the mana base work, and parts of what he's doing eventually get adopted by the larger metagame to become an Actual Serious Deck. but, like. it's still a monstrosity. any skilled players watching are still definitely wondering Are You Okay, Dude.

after 2-4, i think Miles settles back into playing something more normal. he still cares about winning, but he's going to do it with a touch of class. he wants a game that involves dialogue, some actual back-and-forth, because just trying to combo off is lame coward behavior.

aw yeah baby we're talking counterspells!!!

he's a blue player at heart & he's happiest when he's updating the autopsy report shutting down whatever his opponent's plan is. he'll splash other colors as the occasion calls for it, but he'd be happy running mono-blue the rest of his life. like, i ran a pretty fun Legacy deck back in the day which consisted of:

every kind of counterspell i could get my hands on,

propaganda because FUCK creatures,

thieving magpies for the card draw,

and a few silver wyverns to, y'know, actually win the game

...and i think Miles would appreciate that deck. just play counterspells until the opponent runs out of steam & then cruise your way to victory with a couple birds. simple. elegant. classic. doesn't involve any of this modern Planeswalker bullshit (Miles regards most developments that happened to MtG post-Time Spiral block or so as affronts to game design).

(i do think Miles has a secret fondness for sagas as a card type, however. they remind him of all that Character Growth, but in an abstract/subconscious/nonthreatening way. too bad most of them are a bit of poor match for the kinds of decks he likes to play)

FINALLY: i think Miles hates playing Commander with every fiber of his being & Phoenix loves it & this is a pretty serious point of contention in their relationship. poor dudes

[wannaeatramyeon]

Can we get lookism boys seeing their s/o for the first time?

Literally love at first sight and maybe their reactions?

Thanks,

Thanks for the ask! I've written a few slightly more fleshed out 'Meeting for the First Time' listed here (Gun, Goo, Jake, Johan). But let's do some other scenario for my usual suspects.

Umm...I actually really dislike the love at first sight trope. But I do like the double-take at first meeting trope, yknow what I'm saying? Here's a mix of everything!

Love at First Sight Double-Take at First-ish Meeting: Gun, Goo, Jake, Sammy, Vin + Taehoon!

Gun Park - Ultra Instinct

Gun is not ashamed to admit that it was the sashay of your hips that turned his head at first. He is a hot blooded male after all.

And then when you whirled around, asking "See something you like?"with a confident smirk and your own jet-black eyes staring back, moments before landing a throat punch.

Well. Gun is a goner. Head over heels, lying-awake-thinking-of-you obsessed.

Maybe he should have gotten a name. But two UI users meeting each other can't just be a coincidence, he must be destined to see you again.

Who would have thought Gun Park would believe in something as ridiculous as fate.

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Goo Kim - Reflection

Goo detested you on first meeting. How can such a pretty face have so much venom.

All double-edged and saccharine, nothing to be taken at face value. You even had the audacity to ask if the weapon wielding was compensating for something.

And to add insult to injury, Gun had laughed. Goo didn't even realise Gun was capable of such emotion.

Ugh. Goo does not like having a taste of his own medicine.

As the day dragged on, Goo's obsession grew. It really was like looking into a mirror. Sure this reflection isn't as sexy as his usual. But. It's still pretty sexy nonetheless.

Huh, he wanders the corridors with a sly grin, wondering about you, Let's see how well you can keep up with me.

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Jake Kim - Business Unit for Rent

Jake, for some bizarre reason relegated to realtor duties, shows you around the vacant Big Deal Street business unit. A long empty store that, fingers crossed, after today would no longer be a drain on the finances.

"All this can be yours for 2 million won a month," he flashes his most dazzling smile. Charming and toothy that he knows few could resist.

Unfortunately, it is completely missed by you as you continue casting an astute eye over the premises.

"Ah look at the state of this. The ventilation system is awful."

Jake blinks, looking at whatever the hell you're pointing at. "It is?"

"And the walls! It'll need plastering and floors completely redone."

"Um. Maybe it has been a while since-"

"I heard the footfall is terrible here. Constantly declining. 23% down on last year?"

Your sharp eyes peer into his and he freezes. Where the hell did you even get those stats? Not even Lua or Jason would know this.

"Well..." he scratches the back of his head, thinking of what to say.

Half an hour later, after a whirlwind of complaints and pointing out flaws, you've signed a 12 month contract for less than half the initial asking price.

Shit, Jake thinks, Jason is going to kill me. Actually... Fuck. This unit had been recently renovated to attract potential renters. And footfall figures? Must be plucked out of thin air.

You completely twisted his arm with your bullshit.

Jake can't even bring himself to be mad, he's impressed. Who the hell are you? He's looking forward to seeing more of you and your smart mouth.

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Samuel Seo - Tattoos (let's ignore the timelines here)

Not many people pass Samuel's exacting standard on first meeting, but you do. He's frankly impressed with your work.

Someone similar to his age yet already amassing an impressive portfolio with impeccable linework and pristine colouring. No wonder you're booked out for months.

"So," your hands graze over his pecs, all strictly business yet his skin prickles at your touch. "You're thinking of your first tattoo here?"

"Yes."

"Cool, and you want it to eventually be a Sak Yant full body?" He nods. "Ok, it's going to take a while and quite a few sessions."

You give him a smile that leaves his throat dry. "Guess we're going to see a lot of each other."

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Vin Jin - My name

Vin holds out his phone and with his most charming smirk, asks for your number.

"Sure," you fold your arms, showing no intention of reaching for the device, "You can have my number if you tell me my name."

"What?"

"I'm waiting," And now it's your turn to plaster on your smirk.

Fuck, who the hell do you think you are. Vin storms into the corridor, ego bruised and mood soured. Ugh, whatever. He has plenty of chicks interested anyway. He doesn't need to-

The lightbulb goes off over his head. Mary must know. She knows goddamn everything going on in this school.

Vin dashes off in search for her, thoughts from seconds ago already completely erased and giddy at the thought of finally getting your name and your number.

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Seong Taehoon - Taekwondo

The first oddity is having someone your age show up for their first lesson. Then it turns out it's not your first.

The second oddity is when Taehoon tells you to show him what you got, you execute a perfect 1080 kick.

The last oddity, which really shouldn't be an oddity at all for Taehoon's ego, is that you are a fan of his from his UFC days and you think Taekwondo is the best.

Damn. And all that punctuated with a perfect 90 degree bow and 'Master Seong' too.

If that isn't the perfect way to worm yourself under his skin. Taehoon's going to be keeping an eye on you.

[kivaember]

Umbra in 1999 fic wip

Because I wanted to get this out of my system, a rough little wip of Umbra's thoughts on the 1999 situation...

I initially was thinking of doing a quick little oneshot about it but ya know, maybe I could make this a multi-chaptered fic of like, ten chapters or smth of not only the Hex warming up to Drifter, but Umbra begrudgingly accepting Drifter befriending the Hex. It's a fun thing to explore anyways :ua I'll have a think about it hmmm

Anyways, hope you enjoy lmao

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There were few things Umbra held an active dislike towards.

Ballas, for example. Though he was long dead and buried, his corpse tossed into the sun to become nothing more than meaningless ash, Umbra still nurtured a little ember of seething hatred for the bastard. Death in this system was never all that final, anyways, so it was wise to keep that flame going, for the possible day where Ballas somehow slithered out of whatever hell he was rotting in to cause more problems for everyone. Umbra wouldn’t be kind enough to make his third death quick, in that scenario.

The Void was another one. Aside from being tormented by it whenever the Conjunctions swept across Lua, the Void was the cause of so many problems plaguing the Origin system today - a constant source of pain and misery for Operator-Child and Drifter both. A threat Umbra was helpless against, could do nothing to mitigate or even slay the source of it. Umbra despised being useless - trapped - and to know that these things had been set in motion long before any of them had been pieces on the board was nothing short of infuriating.

Ballas and the Void. One dead, one an abstract entity unable to be destroyed by mortal means. Two constants always rolling about in the dark spaces between its thoughts. Umbra disliked other things, of course, but only in a passive way: an idle sting of irritation at feeling a blade or round pierce through its tough-as-steel hide, a capture target fleeing effectively, its ammunition running a little low… little, petty things not worth thinking much on.

Then Umbra was given a vital task - to assist Drifter in 1999 - and it added one more item to its list of actively disliked things:

Time travel.

Or rather, the complications that come from time travel, and the fact that Umbra’s charge was required to team up with a group of Infested humans whose interpersonal relationships were in danger of becoming as dysfunctional as Deimos’s Entrati family. It was a disaster in the making and Drifter was standing at Ground Zero for it - and there was nothing Umbra could do about it, as always.

Drifter wanted to fix it, of course. Fix them. Save them. It was their kindness - their strongest trait, in them and Operator-Child - and as much as Umbra could never fault them for it, it was, admittedly, a source of intense frustration at times.

Go back in time to 1999 and stop the Man in the Wall - somehow. That was their shared task. Umbra’s top priority, however, as given to it by Operator-Child, was to protect Drifter: not only from hostiles, but from themselves where “The Hex” were concerned. Drifter was lonely. Drifter will care, like Drifter cared about Lotus despite the risks it brought their continued existence. Drifter will get too attached and Umbra will have to be the pragmatic one between them.

Umbra failed on the very first day. Because of course it did. Drifter initiated a never-ending loop. For the Hex. And to stop the Man in the Wall, but mostly to save the Hex. Just like how Operator-Child and Umbra predicted. An act of kindness that Umbra couldn’t fault them for, but despaired over anyways because - its priority will always be Operator-Child and Drifter. This threatened to be a major detriment to Drifter’s well-being - mentally, mostly. Emotionally, definitely.

So.

Umbra actively disliked time travel, and by proxy…

It disliked the Hex, too.

[t0asty1-writes]

O Sol e a Lua — Kaminari Denki x reader

notes: IM SORRY IF IT SUCKS JUST STICK WITH IT OK I PROMISE IT GETS BETTER iM reallly rlly sick rn and school is kicking my butt and im generally unhappy and very depressd right now BUT. the show must go on. my sole purpose in life right now is writing fanfic. so anyways the reader here is another oc of mine, they're erasermics daughter bcuz erasermic💗💗💗 is my dads💗💗💗💗💗 also i really like her quirk, its a combination of aizawa's and hizashi'ss quirks where she can yell really loud and it sends a shock that both disorients people and deactivates the quirks of everyone within her range, for an amount of time that depends on the length and the loudness of the yell. yeah im really proud of it lol anyways

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masterlist -> chapter 1 -> chapter 2 (still in progress!)

“Whatever you do, do NOT fall in love with a loud dumb blonde man.” 

Your dad gave you one rule before your first semester at U.A. started and made you promise to follow it.

Aizawa heaved a sigh, rubbing his eyes with one hand and the other on his hip. “Don’t end up like me, married to your father…”

You laughed at his teasing of your other dad, Hizashi. 

“Daaaad, i’m only 15. i don’t think i’ll even talk to anyone… like, at all… let alone fall in love!”

He pointed a finger at your face.

“Promise!”

“Ok, I promise.” You surrendered.

“Great!” Aizawa immediately relaxed knowing that you wouldn’t meet the same fate as him. “Now that that’s out of the way, are you up for mario kart night before tomorrow? Big day for all three of us, unfortunately.”

Hizashi was already waiting at the couch with the controllers. Blankets spilled over the edge of the couch, almost touching the floor.

“What was that secret meeting about?” He smiled knowingly.

“Nothingggg…” You and Aizawa shared a look and tried not to laugh.

Hizashi rolled his eyes. “Suuuure. I 100% believe that you weren’t making fun of me behind my back.”

You plopped down on the seat next to him and hugged his arm.

“Noooooo we love you!”

“Unfortunately, it’s true.” Aizawa eased himself into the seat on the other side of Hizashi. “Let’s play some friggin’ mario kart already.”

The room was filled with cheers, exclamations and yells during the game. You and your dads got maybe just a little bit competitive when it comes to mario kart. Just a little bit. Maybe. Hehe.

The game ended with you in first place, Hizashi in second and Aizawa in third. You reigned superior on the nintendo, no matter who tried to overthrow your rule.

You yawned and stretched your arms out over your head after the intense game. You were stressed beyond belief about tomorrow, but family game night did a surprisingly good job at melting away your worries with distractions that tire you out so you can’t use your brain to worry anymore.

Despite your insisting that you’re “15, way too old to be tucked into bed,” Hizashi still tucks you in every night, complete with head pats, forever treating you like his little girl never grew up.

“Oh so you’re too young to fall in love but too old to get tucked in, what stupid age are you?!” Hizashi jabbed with a lighthearted smile before turning the light out.

Hours passed while you tossed and turned in bed thinking about every possible scenario that could happen tomorrow. The lights were off. The house was quiet. You were tired. It was well past midnight. You wanted to sleep. Why can’t you fall asleep? You adjusted your position for what must’ve been the 100th time that night.

Since you got accepted into U.A., your perfectionism has increased every day. Everything you do needs to be perfect. You train excessively, wearing your body out each day and then going at it again like you’ve never been tired the next.

Finally, you close your eyes. Losing sleep worrying about the entrance exam is not going to help you pass. Whatever happens tomorrow happens, and for now you’ve done all you can to prepare. You feel yourself growing more and more tired, and gradually fade out of consciousness until sleep hits you all at once.

The entrance exam went really well! You scored on the higher end and made it into the hero course where both of your dads are teaching (thank god, you couldn’t handle being away from them.)

Now you sat in homeroom, waiting for class to start. Your body was tense, your head flooded with anxiety, so it took the boy sitting next to you a couple tries poking your before he could get your attention.

“Psst!”

“Psst! Hey!”

You finally registered the pen poking into your arm and your head snapped to look at the person trying to get your attention.

Next to you sat a small yellow-haired boy with sharp upturned eyes. He had his head down on his desk, using his arm as a soft barrier between his face and the hard surface. He smiled when you finally looked at him.

“Hey, you’re Aizawa’s kid, right?”

You eyed him skeptically. Great opening line, weirdo. You thought to yourself.

“Yeah.”

“That’s cool! You look a lot like him, you know! It’s almost scary…”

You looked back down at your desk, hair falling over your shoulder, obstructing your face from view.

You really do resemble your father. You get told so all the time. You have the same long, dark hair, tired eyes, the same deep mumble of a voice. You look just like him.

You exhaled loudly, annoyance building in your chest. “Yeah. I get that a lot. Thanks for pointing it out.”

Your voice came out a little harsher than you meant it to. Whatever, you’re not here to get friendly with people, so you might as well start sending the message.

The boy winced at your tone. “Oh, uh, sorry… I just wanted something to talk about. Anyways, I’m Kaminari Denki. Call me Denki! I really hope that we can be friends because—“

You cut him off the moment you heard the word friends. “I don’t intend to make friends here. If that’s your intention, talk to someone else. I’m here to become a pro hero and I don’t need distractions.”

Distractions.

That’s all that people really are to you. They’re always dragging you into their drama, messing with your head with faulty words and feigned emotions, and you’re fed up with it. All you need are your dads, anyway—they’re enough. You have to say that they did a good job at raising you because you’re much more mature than any other kid your age, and most adults you know, too. You suspect that the reason for everyone’s mass immaturity is too much socialization. People aren’t introspective enough, at least according to your standards.

You stared at the chalkboard with an intensity that could set the Arctic on fire. Your hands were clenched into tight fists on your desk and you were trying to steady your breathing. The guy next to you did not catch onto your “this conversation is over” signals.

“Oh yeah? Well my intention is to make friends with every single person! Even you! Especially you, actually, you basically just challenged me! I’m gonna friend you so hard you won’t know what hit you!”

He leaned back in his seat, hands clasped behind his head and a confident expression resting on his face. Your fists were trembling from how tightly you clenched them.

“Shut up.”

Your face got more and more scrunched up with annoyance with every word he said to you. You were staring daggers at the wall in front of you, already trying to erase his face from your memory.

He opened his mouth to say something else, but was cut off yet again by Aizawa’s tired shuffle into the classroom.

“Good morning, class.” He mumbled under his breath. The class answered his greeting unnecessarily loudly. You’re starting to hate your classmates already, like damn it’s literally the first day—no, it’s not even the first day it’s like 8 in the morning.

You just need to get through this class. And then another class. And then another class. And then it’s lunchtime and you get to hang out with your dads! And then there’s another class. And then it’s Hizashi’s class! Just get through the day, that’s all you need to do for now.

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⠀︵⠀STRAIGHT OUT OF THE MOVIES ⠀◌Ⳋ ✧ ── don't you love when you're a player and your crush has to pull out the ‘10 things i hate about you’ card?

pairing: mingyu x gn!reader wc: 1.2k words warnings: mingyu calls reader doll and gorgeous lua's note: happy late bday my sweetie @mi9yuz :))

ᯓ★ "so won't you smile? i'm shooting a movie"

“So it’s a deal.” Mingyu said as he took a bite of your ice cream.

You looked at him in confusion and surprise. “First of all, that was extremely rude. Don’t you ever eat my ice cream again, okay? Second of all, what are you talking about?”

“If you win the match, I’ll ask you to be mine.”

“So,” you take a bite of your cream while looking at him like he made an unfunny joke. “You’re saying that if I win the next game, we’ll become official?”

“That’s right. I mean, not you you, but if your team wins. I’ll finally ask you the question I bet you’re dying to hear.”

You laughed, and Mingyu smiled. “What? You’re about to tell me that you never wanted me asking you to be mine? I’m sure you already imagined me being your boyfriend, I’m such boyfriend material that you can’t help but think how good I’d be to you, am I right?”

He was right. You did imagine him being your boyfriend- countless times if you have to be honest. You really couldn’t help but think how amazing life would be if you had him as officially yours, if you could introduce him to your friends as your boyfriend and not as the famous long pause as if trying to figure out what to say before saying friend.

“I never imagined that I would hope to lose a match so badly,” you held back a smirk, but when you saw that Mingyu was looking at you like a lost puppy, pouting and clinging to your arm, you let out a choked laughter. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Do you hate me that much? Don’t you wanna be mine? My only one, the one I’ll cherish forever and ever?”

“Dramatic, aren’t you?” You took a large bite from his ice cream and stood up before he could even process your past action. “I have to go now, see you later?”

“Whe-where are you going?”

“Practice for the upcoming match. Maybe this match is the most important one of my life so far, but just maybe.”

Mingyu’s expression softened as he sat still on the bench, looking at you with shiny eyes. “Yeah, you really should go practice. I don’t date losers.”

“Noted. See ya!”

“See ya, potential future lover!”

You chuckled and walked away; your heart skipping a beat at the thought of becoming his significant other. You knew that your team had to win that match in a way or another - Mingyu had to be yours, and you had to be his.

When the day had come, you were listening to your coach’s words, but your eyes were fixated on where Mingyu was sitting with his friends. They were holding signs that showed their support for your team, but Mingyu’s sign wasn’t hyping up your team, it was hyping you up. You and you only.

“Did you hear me, Y/N?” Your coach’s voice made you stop looking at Mingyu and his friends, and that was when you noticed all of your teammates looking at you, worried that you weren’t paying attention to his words and could possibly screw up during the match.

“I did, coach. Don’t worry.”

“Alright then, you can do it. Let’s go!”

As the match started, your focus shifted towards the game and you promised to yourself to give your best, maybe even more than your best.

You watched your opponents and tried to guess their next moves, all that while running and helping your teammates out to pass the ball to each other.

During the breaks, you would look at the benches full of people, but your eyes always landed on them - Mingyu and his friends. Those were the only moments when you could hear their shouts, because once the game started again every sound that wasn’t your heartbeat or your teammates and coach’s voices would fade away immediately.

When the match was over, you were exhausted, but extremely happy; your team had won and your dream was about to come true.

You looked towards Mingyu’s direction with a huge smile on your face, only to be met with only his friends that were shrugging his shoulders and shaking their heads while mouthing that they didn’t know where Mingyu was. You frowned and looked around, trying to find him and failing miserably.

Your heart clenched at the thought of him losing the last minutes of the game, losing the announcement that said that your team was the winner.

Some of your teammates hugged you from behind, congratulating you and themselves for winning and you decided to play along. However, everyone’s attention turned to the crowd when they heard shouts:

“Go get her, dude!”

“Y/N, he’s coming for you!”

Not a minute after Mingyu’s friends shouts, you heard a voice on the speaker singing ‘Can’t Take My Eyes Off You’, it was Mingyu’s voice.

You gasped and started to look around, trying to find him. When you did, he was wearing a dark blue suit and striped shirt; he was holding a small bouquet with white roses in one hand and a mic in another. He looked absolutely stunning.

He walked towards you while still singing. People in the crowd were recording and murmuring about the moment, but your focus was only on the boy in front of you, singing that beautiful song to you and making it seem like it was a moment straight out of the movies.

Once he finished the song, your cheeks felt sore from smiling so much. Mingyu put the microphone down on the grass and handed you the bouquet.

“I can’t believe you really did that.”

“Well, I had some lessons with the best, Patrick Verona,” He smirked and took your hand. “So, tell me. Don’t you wanna be my love? The owner of my heart? The reason why I breathe?”

“Are you always that cheesy?”

“Only when it comes to you. So, yes or no?”

“You know I want to.” Your smile got wider, something that you didn’t even know that it was possible.

Mingyu mirrored your smile and leaned forward to kiss you, but you leaned back and placed your hand on his chest. “I’m sweaty and probably stinky, are you sure you want to kiss me right now?”

Mingyu seemed to think about it for a moment. “I remember talking about not dating losers, not about not dating sweaty and stinky yet gorgeous dolls.”

You chuckled. “You’re impossible.”

“That’s why you love me.” He said before pressing his lips against yours and kissing you in a slow pace as you kissed him back.

His friends and some other people started to shout praises at you. It not only seemed like the final scene of a movie, but it felt like one.

When you broke the kiss, he hummed and looked in your eyes. “Yeah, I’m not kissing you after any of your matches again.”

You hit his chest while laughing, making him let you an “ouch” in a mocking way. “I was kidding, I swear! But how about you go take a shower and then we go out, hm? Our first date as a couple.”

“Yeah, that sounds nice. But only if you pay me an ice cream and do not steal bites from it.”

“Now you’re asking too much, you know that your ice cream always tastes sweeter than mine, but I can try to not eat it if it means that much to you.”

[lualuabestningdungie]

Master List ˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ

Who’s there?

BOYNEXTDOOR!

Myung Jaehyun

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Park Sungho

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Lee Sanghyeok

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Han Dongmin

So high school

Kim Donghyun

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Kim Woon Hak

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BOYNEXTDOOR

Ot6 as love tropes

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Ryder's OT8 Recommendations

One Shots

Storm clouds at midnight @sunmoonjune Supernatural fic where witch reader gets involved with werewolves. No explicit smut but holy shit it was just so good. Suggestive in all the best ways.

Series

Whose love masterlist @skzwaves Something to lovers that is different for each member. So well done, each fic is a masterpiece. I'm in love.

Sharing a bed series Chan, Minho, Changbin, Hyunjin, Han, Felix, Seungmin, Jeongin @skzdarlings Who doesn't love a sharing the bed trope fic? Each one of these was so good and I love that Darling made the Hyung line f2l and the Manke line enemies to lovers. The Han one had me crying laughing and the Chan one was so sweet. Each one has it's own unique personality and I loved them all.

Threesome series Chan/Seungmin, Changbin/Minho, Han/Felix, Hyunjin/Jeongin @skzdarlings The Han/Felix one is on this list twice because it is just that good. All of these are fantastic works. Darling really kills it every single time they write.

Masterlists

Rhythms masterlist @therhythmafterthesummer Rhythm | ‘96 | any pronouns. Rhythm has written some of my absolutely favorite posts on this site. Their one shots are incredible and the wereroomies series was my first look into supernatural fics and I've never been able to look back! Give them some love ❤️

Lixables master list @lix-ables kriss/riri ‧₊˚ she/her . twenny_1 Kriss has written so many fics on here and they are all so good! Surely you'll find something you like on their page.

Stay the word master list @staytheword marianne (mari) ; she/her ; 90s. Mari has such a poetic way with words, each time I read her fics I feel like I am reading a novel. Mostly writes longer fics but man are they worth it! Check her out!

Christmas evel @j-0ne25 Tan [she/they] | ‘98. I put two of Tan's masterlists on here because the Christmas evel series is how I was introduced to their amazing works. This series shows the group in fantastical scenarios and the princess works on this list are some of my favorites to come back to time and time again.

J-One25 masterlist @j-0ne25 Tan [she/they] | ‘98. If you are looking for more realistic fics then check out Tan's masterlist here! The scenarios are all so amazing and they have written so many incredible works for the guys!

Hyunsvngs masterlist @hyunsvngs Juno [she/her] 20. Juno's Fairy Flower's series brought me to her page. I am normally too impatient to wait for series to finish but I ended up reading the first chapter before it was done and I remember waiting for the next one to come out because I just had to know what happened next. Incredible writer, I highly recommend checking out all her oneshots as well!

Minniesmutt masterlist @minniesmutt 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 '0𝟐 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐏 𝐒𝐇𝐄/𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘. Karma's NSFW blog, filled with toe-curling fics that will have you blushing. I love their writing style which is why their blogs are both on this list! Check it out if you are 18+!

J-onedrabbles masterlist @j-onedrabbles 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀 '0𝟐 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐏 𝐒𝐇𝐄/𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘. Karma's SFW blog, full of adorable fluff pieces and one of my first mutual blogs. This blog has a special place in my heart.

2chopsticks2eyes masterlist @ 2chopsticks2eyes Late 20s | She/her (Or King/The baddest bitch to my squad). Lua truly is such a baddie. Hard Lee Know stan who loves Minsung! Some of her fic's have triggering topics but she handles the topics so well. I find myself checking her page all the time for new fics because she just writes so well.

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the scenario im trying to imagine to sleep isnt working because the plot sucks

[true-deru]

Question:

Yu Gi Oh 5Ds main cast as Pokemon trainers. Has this been done yet?

Like what would Yusei's starter be? What would Jack's be. Aki? the twins? Crow? Kiryu?

Hold up not 5Ds but Kaiba's extra butt has to start somewhere too, where would he start? Which pokemon?

Lol I could see Joey/Jonouchi having a Magikarp and being insulted left right and center until it turned into Gyrados...

anywho...opinions?

Thank you for this ask, Fifi!

I know just said "Starter", but I decided to make full teams for the Yugioh 5ds characters!

Now before I show them, I will admit doing Pokemon teams for Yugioh characters is kinda tricky. My thoughts were do I go for pokemon that represent their cards? Do I pick pokemon based off personality? Questions like that were in my head (Someone's probably going to read this and think, "Deru, you didn't need to think that hard about this" too bad, I can't be normal about Pokemon). So I ended up deciding depending on the character, the reasons will probably change. Another thing to note is that I'm usually not a fan of giving characters legendary pokemon, but I'm making can exception here, just given how most of these characters have such legendary cards.

Yusei is up first with Koraidon being the biggest focal point. Both as his Pokemon and as his Duel Runner (Yes, you can ride this Pokemon). I have this whole scenario where Yusei and Koraidon lost hard to Jack's team and Koraidon lost a lot of confidence; while it will still let Yusei ride him, it won't battle, so Yusei has to help build Kotaidon's confidence back. Rotom and Revavroom are both associated with machines: Rotom can possess various machines, while Revavroom is an engine. Luxray is an aesthetic choice, Yusei looks like a one. Mimikyu represents "Scrap-Iron Scarecrow" since it's ability allows it to tank one hit before taking damage. Mawile represents Yusei's philosophy that any card (or in this case, any Pokemon) is useful; unfortunately, Mawile looks amazing, it's not a strong Pokemon by any means (it had it's time in the spotlight when Mega Evolution was big, but later generations that did not allow it, Mawile unfortunately suffered).

Now onto Jack "I hate fun" Atlas. Miraidon acts as Koraidon's opposite and the one that Yusei's Koraidon lost to in the scenario I mentioned above. Like Koraidon, Miraidon acts as Jack's strongest pokemon but also his duel runner. The rest are pretty straightforward, I was looking for Pokemon that are powerhouses, which I picked a lot of Pseudo-legendaries (Metagross, Salamance and Kommo-o). Kingdra and Kingambit are no slouches either and they get the bonuses of having "King" in their names.

Crow's was pretty easy since I wanted to focus on Flying-types to represent Blackwings. Moltres doesn't become part of Crow's team until a bit later, so he's mostly seen with his Honchkrow. Corviknight, Talonflame and Bombirdier are also very "Blackwing" themed, so they had to be here. Braviary is known for being a very protective and noble, especially towards their friends. It's the one most protective towards the kids Crow takes care of.

Aki was also pretty easy since I wanted to focus on Grass-types. Ogerpon is a Pokemon which relies a lot on her various masks and represent her emotions. The Wellspring Mask represents Ogerpon's sadness and Aki identifies with her. I had to give Aki one of the Apple dragons and settled on Hydrapple (Fun fact: There's actually seven serpents in that apple). Dragalge and Cacturne are Pokemon from here time as the Black Rose Witch, but she couldn't bring herself to release them.

Luka was kinda tricky because we don't see a lot of her deck, so the focus here was cuter pokemon and some not being fully evolved, showing that she still has room to grow. The biggest focus here is Xerneas, the legendary pokemon known for giving everlasting life.

Lua is in the same boat as Crow as in he didn't get his legendary until way later compared to everyone else. The rest of the team is focused on Steel-types and Electric-types, to show Lua penchant for machine cards, and like Luka, his team is fully evolved to show that he's still a child and has room to grow. And because Lua admires Yusei and Jack so much, he was ecstatic to see find out he shared having a Rotom and a Metang he hopes to evolve into a Metagross.

Now onto my guy, Kiryu! Now his team was under the influence of the Dark Signers, which caused some unfortunate circumstances with his team (Lore dump: Primeape basically evolves into Annihilape because it got so angry, it died, but it was too angry to die and comes back as Annihilape. Hisuian Zoroark is basically the malice and spite of dead Unovan Zoroark given form after being unable to survive strife from humans and other Pokemon who've shunned it. Spiritomb is said to be a 108 souls trapped in a stone to prevent it from causing mischief). Absol has also been shunned, believing it brings disasters (in reality, it senses upcoming disasters and attempts to warn people of it). Even after the influence from the Dark Signers gets lifted, Kiryu's team is still loyal to him.

Now that the 5ds group is done, let's talk about Seto Kaiba and Joey Wheeler/Katsuya Jonouchi!

Kaiba's is pretty much in the same boat as Jack, being a trainer who uses complete powerhouses, with a bit more emphasis on Dragons. White Kyurem is of course, the stand-in for his beloved Blue-Eyes White Dragon (Honestly, I was tempted to give Kaiba all three different version of Kyurem, because that still makes sense).

Jonouchi's team starts off pretty lackluster, especially since he had a Magikarp and a Growlithe (Unfortunately, the start of Kaiba's dog comments). But Jonouchi never gave up on any of his Pokemon and his Growlithe evolved into a powerful Arcanine and his Magikarp evolved mid-battle into a powerful Gyarados. Jonouchi won a Shiny Charmander from Rex Raptor after he found out he was mistreating it, not knowing it was a Shiny, so cue the shock of seeing this little Charmander evolve into a Charmeleon and into a black Charizard (Like Kaiba's Kyurem, Shiny Charizard is a stand-in for Red-Eyes Black Dragon, along with showing Joey's reliance on luck-based strategies). His Fighting-Types are all strong warriors, ready to fight and protect!

Oooh! This was fun to do! Thank you so much for the ask, Fifi! 💜