#my brother comes up with the funniest things I swear

[phantomato13]

"I am a kind of Don Juan, you know!"

Proceeds to shit his pants and cry.

[jihyoruri]

firecracker!yn facts I miss my hot head

FIRECRACKER!YN FACTS

firecracker!yn, was added to lesserafim in the summer of 2022 making her a late added member

firecracker!yn, before she was a trainee she did taekwondo and was so big that she could’ve been the youngest to go to the olympics

firecracker!yn, loves ghibli so much it’s an obsession she has everything ghibli

firecracker!yn, has major anger issues and it gets really bad sometimes like her issues are not a joking matter to the members and they’ll immediately go after the person who tries to trigger her purposefully.

firecracker!yn, has really bad vision and is always in her glasses the, only time you won’t see her in them is when she’s on stage.

firecracker!yn, is the second youngest of the group only being a year older than eunchae.

firecracker!yn, likes be alone, she’s always in her room and in behind the scene videos she’s always in her own corner on the couch mostly staring off into space.

firecracker!yn, loves wired headphones like for some reason she can’t stand bluetooth.

firecracker!yn, she’s really close friends with rei from ive.

firecracker!yn, has the biggest beef with yunjin it’s the funniest things ever.

firecracker!yn, loves sakura so much like that’s her mom.

firecracker!yn, is forced to have chaewon sit beside her during interviews so the leader can monitor her when she gets the mic (chaewon is genuinely scared of what yn will say because she’s so unpredictable.)

firecracker!yn, she’s a chrome hearts ambassador

firecracker!yn, has the biggest beef with minji

firecracker!yn, is known for how bored she looks during award shows (but she’s actually amazed she just doesn’t know how to express facial expressions if it isn’t anger)

firecracker!yn, is blackpink’s biggest fan fan ( it was confirmed that rosé follows yn’s insta on her private account, in one of her fim-vlogs there’s a blackpink light stick in the background in her room, she wore a born pink tour shirt at the airport, she had a jisoo photo card in the back of her case for a while, when the girls filmed karaoke for a vid the only song yn participated in was playing with fire, a leaked photo of younger yn at a blackpink concert and there’s clips of every time an interviewer asks the girls about other groups yn finds a way to bring up blackpink)

firecracker!yn, along with blackpink being her favourite 3rd gen group, aespa is her fav 4th gen group.

firecracker!yn, is called the ace of her group because of how she excels in rap dance and singing and writing and producing.

firecracker!yn, likes to keep her hair short but always has crazy highlights in it.

firecracker!yn, has a soft voice for someone who’s so grungy and is always mad.

firecracker!yn, wrote and produced, impurities and celestial and for other groups she’s produced and written, cool with you, get up newjeans, sacrifice(eat me up), chaconne enhypen, my night routine formis_9 (SHE IS HYBES ELITE EMPLOYEE)

firecracker!yn, has compilations of her laughing at something eunchae said but then immediately making her face straight again.

firecracker!yn, is the biggest instigator when it comes to her members arguing with each other because most of time its the other way around and it’s her arguing with them.

firecracker!yn, has two locks on her door.

firecracker!yn, grew up with her dad, her two older brothers and her little brother .

firecracker!yn, has a loose mouth and is constantly getting caught swearing on camera.

firecracker!yn, biggest scandal is her telling yunjin that she’s gonna push her off the stage in the background of one of their videos.

firecracker!yn, either has a blackpink photocard in the back of her phone or a iz*one sakura photo card.

firecracker!yn, has a belly and tongue piercing that she got without any her member knowing (she literally have chaewon a heart attack when she saw it)

[tsukkisdinocollection]

Atsumu fluff au where its enemies to lovers ✌💗🤟💗🤟💗🤟 -ur cousin

Not Another Song About Love

⭑Pairing : Atsumu Miya x Reader (Romantic)

⭑ Content Warning(s): Reader is female and uses she/her pronouns, reader is implied to have her hair down, swearing, not proofread

⭑ Word Count : 1k+

⭑ Synopsis : In a "playful" argument with your mortal enemy, he ends up confesses his hidden feelings about you.

⭑ Author's Note : thanks for the request girlie 😜 i'm so uncreative that i keep titling my fics with song names whoops

also shit's lowkey ass i can't write pathetic losers like him for my life but i like 'tsumu

God, you hated him so much.

His stupid dark brown undercut, his stupid droopy eyes, that stupid smug grin on his face–

So how did you end up falling in love with him?

Your “enemyship” – as you called it – started when you two met in 4th grade, and he ended up pushing you off the swing because he wanted to go on the swings with his twin brother. You ended up pushing him off back, and the rest is history.

Honestly, you would have forgiven literally anybody else if they did the same thing when you were younger. But something about his annoying face made you want to punch him. Seems like he had the same thoughts, as he played along with your insults and retorts. After being in the same junior high, you had thought that things would change for the better when you enrolled into Inarizaki.

Boy, were you sorely mistaken.

Because as you locked eyes with the same boy, the same boy who you wished to cut all his hair in his sleep with scissors – your heart dropped. He was too, at least you think he was, because he widened his eyes slightly as he looked at his twin brother and back at you. Then, that stupid smirk on his face that he always had returned.

“I didn’t know you were smart enough to get into this school,” he chuckled. His brother leaned forward to take a look at you, sizing you up before sighing.

“I could say the same thing,” you frowned, folding your arms over your chest.

Atsumu let out a giggle, before stretching his arms. “Well, I have to go to class, dearie,” he mocked. “I’ll see you later.”

You rolled your eyes as he walked off with his brother, fists clenching as your hands returned to your sides.

But that was your first year. Now, you two were in your second year, and it was time for you to…turn a new leaf, perhaps. You were going to apologize to Atsumu for starting an immature “enemyship”, only to end up in another argument with him. Serious or not, you couldn’t tell. You both were just saying what was on your mind – and unfortunately causing a scene in front of the rest of his team.

You don’t even know how this happened. At first, you wanted to apologize, but then you ended up like this.

“Maybe I would’ve confessed to you if you didn’t have such a bitchy personality–” he started, eyebrows furrowing. After he spoke, he widened his eyes, slapping a hand over his mouth.

You were about to come up with a smart response when you processed his words.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Shut up!”

One of his teammates seemed to be recording the conversation on his phone shamelessly. You don’t know any of his teammates’ names except for Osamu, but honestly, you couldn’t really care less at that moment. Yet from the corner of your eye, you saw him smirk ever so slightly as he held his phone up.

You blinked, taken aback for a moment before bursting into laughter. Atsumu whipped his head around the room, the tips of his ears turning red like his cheeks.

“Stop laughing!” he whined, prideful composure lost. He didn’t even remember that half his teammates were watching, and one was recording.

Yet you didn’t stop, continuing to laugh like he had just said the funniest joke in the world. Well, in your eyes, he did.

“No way you’re serious!” you said in between laughs.

As you calmed down, you looked at Atsumu, smile faltering as you noticed how he blushed profusely, and crescent marks began to form on his palms from how tightly he clenched his fists.

“Oh.”

You mumbled, expression falling. You froze in place, face blank.

“Agh!” the blonde cried out. “You’re so mean!”

He suddenly stormed out of the gym, rendering both you and his teammates speechless. In a panic, you ran after him, slamming the gym doors shut.

“Do you think he’ll be okay?” one of his teammates asked, leaning closer to Osamu as he whispered in his ear. Osamu shrugged in response.

“He’s been in denial about his feelings towards her for years.”

His teammate only nodded. “You should go after him.”

“Nah. They’ll get through whatever that was themselves.”

As Atsumu ran out the gym, you chased after him, hand reaching out to grab the collar of his jacket and pull him back. Luckily, you managed to grab ahold of his collar, dragging him back and nearly bumping into him in the process. He yelped.

“Hey, what’re you doing!”

He crossed his arms, looking away from you like a child. You sighed softly.

“Do you really like me, ‘Tsumu?”

“I don’t allow you to call me that–”

“Shut up.”

You huffed, leaning in closer to him. Somehow, he turned a brighter shade of red, his complexion similar to a tomato.

“Don’t get so close to me,” he pouted. You fought the urge to roll your eyes at his antics.

“Well? Is it true?”

“Obviously.”

An awkward silence fell upon you two after he spoke. You didn’t know what to say. To be honest, now that his true feelings were revealed, you began thinking about the times you felt your cheeks warm up whenever he came up with some cheesy term of endearment to refer to you as. You knew he didn’t really mean them, but it still caused your heart to feel fuzzy. In a good way, of course. Or, when you couldn’t help attending his matches, using the excuse of “wanting to see his downfall”.

“Hm…I guess I like you too,” you shrugged. His eyes suddenly sparkled as his pout was replaced with a large grin.

“Really!?”

“Maybe.”

He leaped out of your grasp, pulling you closer to embrace him. Your head subconsciously nuzzled against the crook of his shoulder, a sigh escaping your lips as he smiled brightly.

“Soooo,” he began. “Are we enemies still?”

“If you wanna be,” you replied.

“...nah,” he stroked your hair softly, fingers combing through your locks.

“I think I’d like to call you my girlfriend, though.”

[obessedwithfictionalmen]

Co-Stars pt.8

Callum Turner X Actress! Reader

Summary: A bad joke is made about Y/n and Callum won't stand for it.

Warning: Joe Koy/ Swearing/ use of Y/n/ mention of being naked

Word count: 1.1k

Yn's outfit:

Award season was going well, she won an Emmy and now she was nominated for a Golden Globes for Best Performance by a Female Action in a Drama series. Unlike the Emmy’s, she was now nominated as if she was a main character, and it was amazing. The cast walked on the red carpet, again, getting yelled at by photographers. ‘’Good luck tonight, Y/n, I hope you win!’’ one yelled. It made the woman smile. ‘’Boys how does it feel to work with this amazing woman’’ without saying a word, they all start to kneel, to pay their respect to her. ‘’Oh my god’’ Y/n laughs. She takes a pose for the photographers and the boys get up. ‘’I love you guys’’ she says to her co-stars.

They didn’t know who the presenter was, so Y/n had to google him, but at the same time, Florence Pugh came to the table and asked for a photo with her. Her phone was towards the camera, her google research was exposed. But the ceremony started, Y/n was nervous, she was against really good actress, like Emma Stone and Bella Ramsey. ‘’Now Master of the Air was amazing! But I didn’t get why each time we saw Y/n on screen, we saw her naked, I mean, was the only purpose of her character, being naked? You’re playing in a series about WW2, not Sex Education’’ that was supposed to be a joke, but no one laughed. Y/n was looking at the presenter with a death stare before taking a sip of his drink. Joe nervously laughed. ‘’Sorry about that’’ he continued his speech but when he ‘apologized’ the camera went on Y/n and Callum. ‘’You better be sorry, asshole’’ Callum mumbled. He hid his mouth when he insulted him, but he didn’t understand why he thought making this joke was supposed to be fun. ‘’He clearly didn’t watch the hole show’’ Austin said to Y/n, which made her smile.

‘’And the winner is…’’ her heart was going to burst out of her chest. ‘’Y/n Y/l/n for her role in Master of the Air’’ She got up her chair, kissed Callum, hugged Austin and Antony, took off her shoes and made her way to the stage. She hugged Meryl Streep, she was presenting the award, when Y/n got to Joe, she didn’t hug him. She took the statue and came closer to the mic. ‘’Oh my god, wow, thank you so much. That’s amazing!’’ her voice cracked from the emotions. The crowd cheered for her. ‘’This series means so much to me, my wonderful co-stars, I love you so much. I don’t want to say the same thing as my other speech, because I did more than being naked in every scene, so I won awards, and people actually know who I am.’’ The crowd laughed at the comeback for the woman. Joe faked laugh and looked at the ground. ‘’To all the people out there, that are scared to pursue their dreams, don’t give up. You can do it, dreams come true! I got men kneeling for me, I won awards, and I got made fun of on national television! Thank you and good night!’’ she said, making the crowd laugh again. Callum was so proud of his girl; she stood up for herself and she did it the funniest way possible.

‘’The Golden Globe for the best drama Television Series goes to…’’ Drew Barrymore opened the envelope, the cast all held hands, silently praying. ‘’Master of the Air!’’ she exclaimed, stomping around in excitement. The cast got up, followed by Tom Hanks, Steven Spielberg and Gary Goetzman. When they all got on stage, the trophy was handed to Gary. Callum and Y/n held hands; it was special to be on stage together. ‘’Wow! Thank you so much, this is amazing! This T.V show is, I think, really important to understand history and its darker parts. I’m going to stop talking or I’ll take all the time’’ Gary laughed. The mic was given to Tom Hanks. ‘’Like Gary said, this series is the third, we did Band of Brothers and The Pacific, but Master of the Air is the last and to see it getting so much recognition fills my heart with joy’’ he said, tears in his eyes. Steven stepped forward to talk. ‘’Thank you to everyone that made this project happen, to our beautiful cast, thank you for accepting to follow our crazy idea, love you all’’ he blew kiss to us. Austin stepped forward. ‘’Thank you so much. This type of series, uh, I think, needs to be done so the next generation can understand what really went down. Thank you so much!’’ Y/n smiled; Callum stepped forward. ‘’And finally, thank you to everyone that really watched the show and saw that Y/n wasn’t always naked!’’ that made the cast laugh. A Y/n face palmed, but she was happy to see that the joke wasn’t forgotten and that the guys didn’t like it. ‘’Yeah! Y/n is amazing!’’ Barry quickly said. The woman laughed as they all left stage. Backstage, they all hugged, even the directors joined in. ‘’I’m so proud of all of you.’’ Tom Hanks said.

‘’So, Y/n, a picture came out, can you explain what you were googling’’ the journalist asked, making the woman laugh. ‘’Uh, I didn’t know who Joe Koy was, so I looked him up’’ she simply said. ‘’About the joke he made, your co-stars became protective, what does it mean for you?’’ she was tired of this question, each interview station, they asked that question. ‘’Personally, I thought it was low, I mean, it wasn’t the fact that she was naked that made her win an Emmy and a Golden Globe, so yeah. But I think he learned his lesson’’ Callum answered. Y/n smiled and leaned her head against him. ‘’Thank you, good night’’ the journalist said. They could finally leave this place. Y/n has her statue in her hand, it was really beautiful. ‘’It’s going to fit perfectly beside my Emmy award’’ she said in the limousine. Making her co-star giggle. ‘’Like we told you before, we got your back, we weren’t going to let him disrespect you like that’’ Anthony said. Y/n thanked him as they made their way to the after party.

[sturn1olo-ffics]

- KEEP IT A SECRET -

pt.1 | pt.2

- Chris Sturniolo x Fem Reader (she/her pronouns used)

- Warnings: kissing (making out lmao), swearing (not a lot), fluff, I think that’s it ??; NOT PROOFREAD

- About: Y/n is best friends with Matt, but all of a sudden she starts hanging out with Chris more. They both think it’s completely platonic until a moment they share while driving home one night.

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(Y/N’s POV):

“Matt! Come on, let’s go. We’re gonna be late.” I yelled from the boys’ living room.

“Y/n I can’t find my charger and I need-” he yelled back as I walked towards his room.

“Don’t worry about it. I have one in my car.” I say, grabbing his hand and pulling him out of his room.

“Hey, where are you guys off to?” I hear a voice ask, coming from the kitchen.

It was Chris.

“Oh, we have a meeting with Laura. We’ll be back in a few hours.” I simply reply while gathering my bags off the kitchen table.

I had been friends with Nick, Matt, and Chris for a while now and Laura wanted me and Matt to do some sort of collaboration with Madi’s clothing brand.

“Ah, well I’ll be here if you wanna do something later.” Chris said as I walked downstairs.

“Alright, yeah, I’ll let you know when we’re on the way back.” I replied.

Grabbing the door knob, I had barely opened the door before I heard Matt let out a giggle.

“What?” I asked.

“Oh nothing. It’s nothing” he responded, still laughing.

“Well obviously it’s not nothing if you’re laughing about it…?” I said, getting into the car.

“I don’t know, I think it’s just funny how you and Chris are like close now.” He replied.

“Aren’t you the one who said you wished I got along with your brothers as much as we do?” I questioned sassily.

“Well I mean yeah, I still just think it’s funny.” He laughed.

We got to the warehouse for the meeting, which went well, and started to head back home.

While entering the door, I was greeted with Chris, dapping me up.

“You ready?” He asked eagerly.

“For what? Do you have something planned or are we just gonna drive around and listen to music like usual?” I asked back.

Me and Chris loved driving around and listening to music. It was our favorite thing to do. We explored each other’s music taste while having the funniest conversations.

“Actually, I do have something planned… but you gotta drive.” He laughed.

“Well yeah, we aren’t just gonna teleport. What’s your plan?” I joked.

“I say we go watch the sunset and eat dinner at that high rise Italian place.” Chris suggested.

“Oh absolutely. I’m so down.” I exclaimed.

We both went our separate ways and got ready for dinner. For some reason I felt as if I should try a little harder on my makeup and outfit, which felt weird because usually I wouldn’t care what Chris thought.

(NICK’S POV):

“Fuck are you getting ready for?” I questioned Chris after walking into his bedroom.

“I’m going to dinner.” He replied.

“With who? Margot Robbie? Why are you so dressed up?” I joked.

“No. I’m going to dinner with y/n.” Chris responded.

“Oh my God… don’t tell me… oh my GOD! Are y’all going on a date?” I yelled.

“NICK! Shut the fuck up. Jesus. And no, we’re just friends and were bored.” He yelled back.

“Okay well… seems oddly fancy for ‘just friends’ to be going to dinner…” I questioned in a snarky tone.

“Jesus Christ, Nick. It’s not like that.” Chris replied.

(Y/N’s POV):

Except it was like that. Every time I looked at Chris, my stomach began to turn. Every conversation we had, my palms became sweaty. It was so clear to me that I liked him, but I didn’t wanna admit it.

I put on a glittery, black dress with silver heels. My makeup looked amazing. And my hair was curled and looked so pretty.

Yet I was nervous for some reason.

“Alright, you ready?” Chris asked, walking up his stairs.

He was wearing a suit and a tie that matched my dress and heels, unplanned.

“Wow you look amazing y/n!” He exclaimed.

“So do you Chris!” I responded back in the same tone.

“Bro what the hell are y’all going on a date?” Matt asked, walking into the kitchen from his room.

“No, we just wanted to look good and have fun.” Chris replied with a quickness.

Except I wished it was a date. But I could never admit that to anyone.

Chris and I drove to dinner and ate, the sun setting in the back ground.

He looked so good. His hair fell perfectly onto his eyebrows and his eyes lit up with the warm sunset in them.

When the check came, he insisted on paying for it. I tried to give him my card, but he refused.

Walking out, we entered the elevator of the restaurant to go down to the first floor.

“That was really fun, we gotta do that again.” He stated.

“Oh yeah, for sure.” I said, almost in a dry tone.

My chest was so heavy. I wanted to tell him how I felt, but I didn’t even know how I felt.

We walked to the car and got in, heading towards his house.

Music all the way up, Chris turned it down and looked out the window.

“Hey, why don’t you pull over in that parking lot over there?” He asked.

“Why?” I questioned suspiciously.

“I don’t know, I just don’t wanna go home yet.” He replied.

I pulled off the road and pulled into a parking spot in the lot he was talking about.

We turned to face each other, thinking one of us would start the conversation about God knows what.

“You’re really pretty. Inside and out. I hope you know that.” Chris said.

“Oh- thank you.” I responded, trying not to blush.

He lifted his hand and brush his fingers over mine before resting it on top of my hand.

“Chris-” I started, but was cut off.

“Y/n I really wanna kiss you.” He stated, eyes searching mine for an answer.

“Then kiss me.” I said, barely able to get my words out before he cupped my cheek with his other hand and leaned in.

The kiss was soft and sweet, but also passionate and impatient.

I could tell by the way our lips chased each other that we both wanted this, badly.

Pulling away from the kiss, which lasted about a minute, we were out of breath, but also had so much to say.

He pushed his seat back all the way, creating more room, then grabbed my waist and guided me over the center console and into his lap.

I cupped his cheeks with both hands and he held my waist tight as we both leaned in again.

What felt like hours later, but was really 3 minutes, we finally pulled all the way back, staring into each other’s eyes.

I climbed back into the driver’s seat and put the car in drive while Chris adjusted his seat again.

“That was something.” He laughed.

“Oh that was for sure something.” I giggled back.

“Do you have a little crush on me?” Chris teased while grabbing my right hand in his left.

“What? No…” I clapped back.

“Uhuh… sure… so we’re NEVER gonna do that again right? Since you don’t like me like that?” He teased again.

“Okay okay maybe I do like you… a little bit… but don’t let that boost your ego.” I said in a snarky tone.

“Oh you know you love me y/n” he joked, rubbing his thumb over yours.

“Oh please, Chris. And we have got to keep this from your brothers. At least for a little bit.” I replied.

“Fine, fine.” He laughed.

We drove back to the boys’ house, listening to Chris’ playlist on the way.

After entering, I went to Matt’s bathroom to change into my pajamas, then climbed into Matt’s bed. (We always shared a bed at sleepovers because we were best friends).

“Fun night, huh?” Matt asked, turning around in his chair at his desk.

“What?” I asked nervously.

“Calm down, y/n, lord. I was just asking if y’all had fun…?” He responded suspiciously.

“Oh, yeah, we did.” I replied.

Oh I hope we can keep this a secret for a little longer.

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A/n: I am so sorry for not posting for so long. I’ve been extremely busy with school. I hope this was good though, it’s kinda all over the place. Love you guys.

[hangmans-girl]

Pushing His Buttons (Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Reader)

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Maverick's Daughter!Reader

Summary: After playing mindless games to figure him out, it turns out you only needed one key to making him crack.

Warnings: Swearing, age gap (5 years, the reader is 25), flirting, mentions of violence, angst, happy ending, and fluff.

Words: 3,476

Author's Note: This turned out differently than what I had in mind and I wish I had a better ending for this, but this is fine. I hope you enjoy it!

"I like you, Bradley."

Once you confessed, you anticipated either a rejection or an acceptance, but you hoped for the latter. Bradley didn't look surprised, at all. He shook his head as he bowed down before he looked at you.

"See, you can't...You can't like me, (Y/N). You're like a sister to me." He replied.

You shook your head as you frowned. "But I'm not."

"I'm sorry, (Y/N). I just don't feel the same way. Let's keep things the way it is between us, okay?" He says as he tries to reach for your arm, making you step back.

He looks at you for a while, probably wondering why you dodged him, but he reaches for you again as you slapped his hand away. "Come on, (Y/N). I'll take you home--"

"When will you stop treating me like a child, Bradley? I'm 25 years old!" You snapped at him.

He sighed as he ran his hand on his hair. "I'm just trying to look out for you--"

"Well, it's not your job to look after me, you're not my brother!" You yelled before you walked away from him.

"I practically am, (Y/N). You can't stop me from doing that."

"Well, watch me!"

You got into your car and drove away from The Hard Deck as fast as you could, leaving Bradley dumbfounded.

After that encounter, you chose to ignore Bradley for months. You went out with different boys every week to see if you could turn your feelings upside down, but you couldn't. Within that time frame, you also saw Bradley flirt with different women whenever he had a chance to.

Since you still can't get over the anger and humiliation you got after you confessed to him, you tried to one-up him at this game. You flirted with different guys and the catch was that they were all of the same age as Bradley. Thankfully, you were attractive enough to pull off this little stunt of yours and that guys like those were literally up for grabs.

Occasionally, you'd see him stare at you from afar as you'd touch a random man's arm, laughing at their joke like it was the funniest thing you've ever heard. It made you a bit happy, knowing that your plan was probably working, but the staring eventually stopped. It seemed as though he saw through your little act.

But it didn't stop you, though. You kept flirting with them since it was keeping you entertained even though you knew that you weren't going to milk any reaction from him. They were a good laugh, too. Somehow, they made you forget about your lingering feelings for Bradley for a moment.

Despite your confession and the little fit you threw months before you ignored him, Bradley stood by what he said and protected you in any way that he can. Since he physically can't do anything about your dating spree, he'd stare at you and your man of the week, hoping that the dunce beside you would get the message to leave you alone, but they don't.

It didn't help at all when he found out that those men you were flirting with were of his age. Since he couldn't bring himself to confront you because he didn't want to add fuel to the fire he started within you, he did what any loyal godson would do.

"I know you're old enough to handle your own business, but this has got to stop. You can't date around different guys you see, (Y/N)."Maverick says as he points a finger at you.

"I'm not dating around, dad. Flirting doesn't count as dating." You said with a factual tone.

"Bradley saw you, young lady--" You scoffed at the revelation.

"Right, of course, Bradley. He told on me, didn't he?"

"It doesn't matter--"

"Of course it matters, Dad! What I have to do whether it's about my personal life or my dating life is none of his business. He doesn't have to look after me anymore, I'm a grown woman. I don't need someone to act as my brother because I. don't. need. one!"

"Exactly! You're a grown woman and you should act like one. Bradley cares about you and he only wants what's best for you---"

"Unbelievable. Both of you are unbelievable." You shook your head in disbelief as you ran to your room, slamming the door shut.

Bradley had seen this coming. You, making your way towards him with fire in your eyes after he just told on you to Maverick. "Well, aren't you a snitch, Bradshaw?"

He placed his cold beer on the counter as he crossed his arms on his chest. "I did what I had to do."

"You had no right."

"Yes, I do."

"On what grounds?"

He ought to speak but you cut him off with a clap, accompanied by a fake smile. "Oh, right, that you just wanted to protect me like a brother would, is that it?"

His jaw clenched at your response. "I only want what's best for you--"

"Bullshit," You cut him off, "I don't care about what you think is best for me, Bradley. I can think on my own and I think it's best that you finally start minding your own business." You said before you turned around to leave, but he grabbed your arm.

"You can't tell me what to do, (Y/N)." He says, looking straight and serious in your eyes.

You scoffed as you rolled your eyes. "Right, because you're older than me. You know what? You do have a point. Since we're still at it, why don't you let go of my arm, bro? You wouldn't want your sister to get hurt, would you?"You pouted at him before you forcefully got out of his grip before you left him speechless beside the bar counter.

Whenever he came over to your house, you started acting all nice and warm to him. You'd give him snacks while showing him the sweetest smile you could wear. Even Maverick was surprised at the sudden change of heart.

"It's nice to see you both get along with each other, "Maverick says as sips on his cup of coffee, leaning on his leather chair in satisfaction. You smiled sweetly in reply before putting a hand on Bradley's shoulder.

"Of course, dad. I wouldn't want to waste such a loyal brother like him."With your emphasis on brother, Bradley sighed in exasperation. This act was going on for months now and it was annoying him so much already.

Bradley kept telling you to knock it off, but you kept the act going like you were getting paid for doing it.

"Knock it off, (Y/N)."

"Why? Is there something wrong, bro?" You knitted your brows in confusion as you tilted your head innocently as if you didn't have any idea what he was talking about.

"Stop calling me that. I'm not your brother."

"Well then, stop acting like one."

Bradley groaned in frustration. He can't do that, he made a promise to Maverick that he'd protect you like he would his own sister and even if he didn't make any promise, he didn't know any other way to be that close to you.

In respect for Maverick, who practically became his surrogate father after his parents died, he tried to waive his feelings for you even if it meant you hating him in the process. To him, you didn't need to know any of that. Even if you saw him as a nuisance, he'd still be there to catch a bullet for you and do everything in your bidding.

After you confessed to him on that faithful day, he couldn't help but feel anxious and ecstatic at the same time. He couldn't tell you what he truly felt about you because he didn't want to betray Maverick and himself for not being true to his own promise. Plus, he knew that the risks in a relationship might ruin what both of you had established for years. Since he was too conflicted, he had to do the right thing and reject your feelings.

It hurt him, too, but he knew that it would be much more painful if Maverick found out about his feelings for you and decides to keep you away from him. He'd rather die than let that happen.

But since there was literally nothing he could do to stop you, Bradley decided to ignore you for a few days as he stopped coming over to your house for a while to sort his own thoughts.

At that moment, Bradley knew that he needed to figure out what he wanted.

When you noticed that he stopped coming over, you assumed that you won the game that he started. You started to go out and flirt around again, now with men who'd willingly come your way. After all, you had no one to stand in your way now.

Although it made you a little lonely since you were used to his presence, you had to suck it up and tell yourself that you didn't need him anyway. Despite provoking him and getting upset at him for months, you still couldn't ignore what you truly felt about him.

5-year-old feelings can be hard to get rid of, they say, and it certainly became harder to get rid of since it was Bradley Fucking Bradshaw that you had feelings for.

It's not like you were trying to get rid of it, though.

All you needed at the moment was a distraction so you wouldn't sulk so much at the thought that the man you loved for years just couldn't love you back and the bar was like a target-rich environment, and man how you loved to have choices.

As you sip on your martini, a blonde, handsome man sat on an empty stool beside you. You looked at him and saw that he was in a similar service uniform you once saw Bradley in when he was in TOP GUN.

He flashed you a million-dollar smile. "You look lonely," He says, briefly sipping on the beer bottle in his hand.

"Mind if I sit here?"He adds.

"Do I still have a choice when you're sitting there already?"

He laughs casually at your response. "Ooh, feisty. I like that in a girl."

You chuckled in response. "What brings you here?"

"I saw that you were alone, so I took the chance."

You leaned your head on your palm. "Took the chance to?"

He winks at you. "Getting to know the prettiest girl I've seen in this bar so far."

You laughed as you shook your head. "I don't even know your name, cowboy."

"I go by Hangman, but you can call me Jake."

As far as the conversation went, Jake pretty much told you stories about his exploits as a fighter pilot. Although Jake gave you a good laugh and a charming conversation, you couldn't help but be reminded of Bradley and the stories he brought home every time he came back from a mission.

You immediately shook your head at the thought as you decided to talk to Jake more through the night.

When Bradley finally had enough of thinking as you technically messed with his head for days, he decides to go out for a beer to clear his thoughts. Even after days of reflecting and thinking about what he should do, he still hasn't figured out what to do yet.

As he walked into the bar, he immediately saw you laughing with a man whom he thought had a familiar back. He decided to look closer only to realize that you were talking to Hangman.

Of all people, you had to be talking to Hangman.

He sat on the nearest chair he could find as he observed both of you closely. He frowned when he saw you twirl your hair around your fingers as you laugh at something the blonde idiot said. At that point, he was boiling inside already.

But when he saw Hangman's hand on your thigh, Bradley saw red. That's when he knew that he wasn't going to just sit around anymore.

He squeezed himself through the crowd as he made his way to you and swatted Hangman's hand from your thigh. "Why don't you put that hand back where it belongs, Hangman?"

Hangman stands up from his seat. "Is this your boyfriend, honey?" He asks you, still looking at Bradley with a smug grin.

You grabbed Bradley's arm, but he was barely budging, still glaring furiously at Jake. "He's not my boyfriend," you trailed, "Stop it, Bradley. Don't make a scene here--'

"I don't care what you're on about, Hangman. Do that to her again and I'll break your fucking wrist." Bradley warns him as he pushes at Jake's chest with force, causing him to stumble back slightly.

Jake smirks at him. "I'd like to see you try, Bradshaw."

Bradley was ready to pounce on him, but you grabbed his arm tighter. "Bradley, stop!"

He faced you with a furious expression, grabbing you by the arm as he dragged you out of The Hard Deck. "What the hell was that?" You asked, desperately trying to get off of his iron grip. You gasped as he swiftly pinned you on the wall.

His face was close to yours as you could feel his erratic breathing. Both of his eyes were closed as he tried to calm himself down before speaking. "Why do you always do this to me, (Y/N)?"

"Do what? I'm not doing anything to you. I'm out there living my life but you're always all over what I do like it's any of your business."

He took a deep breath as he loosened the space between the two of you, his hands still pinned beside your head. "I'm gonna talk to your Dad."

"Yeah, just like you always do--"

"I'll tell him that I don't want to stand around like this anymore. That his daughter keeps messing with my head and it's driving me nuts and that I have to find another way keep my promise to him," He trails as he kept his head down, refusing to meet your confused gaze.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to keep my feelings to myself? All these years I had to play a part in your life where I could only be there to protect you and not hold you close to me?" He adds, leaning his forehead into yours.

"Bradley, I--"

"How long do you want to keep this going, (Y/N)? Just for how long do you want to keep torturing me?"He whispers, feeling his breath on your lips.

"Are you saying--"

"I love you, okay?"

You bowed your head down and sighed, completely overwhelmed with his confession that it made you tear up a bit. Finally. "Took you long enough."

He apologizes as he gave you a sweet kiss, a long-awaited one for the both of you.

The next morning, you and Bradley decided to talk to Maverick about your relationship. You knew he wasn't going to take it well, so you called Penny for backup just in case something goes wrong like your dad going mental over what you two are about to tell him.

You and Bradley made your way to the garage where Maverick was fixing something in his plane. You called him out as he stopped working for a while. "Hey, do you both need something?" He asks. You and Bradley looked at each other as you fiddled with your fingers anxiously.

"Uh, Dad...Bradley and I have something to tell you." You said, observing your dad's face as he frowned in confusion. He sat on his leather chair before pointing at the available seats in front of him.

"Sure, what is it?"

Bradley cleared his throat. "(Y/N) and I are in a relationship."

Maverick looks at the both of you before hanging his head low. You and Bradley looked at each other again, wondering what your dad was thinking at the moment. "Get out, (Y/N)."Your dad says, making you rise from your seat.

"But dad--"

"I said, get out. I want to talk to Bradley alone."Maverick stands up from his seat as he grabbed his wrench before turning his back from you to let you know that he wasn't going to take a 'no' for an answer.

You looked at Bradley with worry as you squeezed his hand gently. He tapped your cheeks lovingly as he nodded at you, letting you know that he was going to be fine. As you headed out of the garage, you started to hope that your dad doesn't beat him up.

"How long has this been going on, Bradley?" Maverick asks, still turned away from him.

"Just yesterday. I figured I have to tell you first since I didn't want to give out a bad impression."

Maverick places both of his hands on his sides before turning to look at Bradley. "Don't tell me you two have---"

"No, I would--we would never, Mav. You know me---"

"Yeah, well right now, it seems like I actually don't, "Maverick says as he leans his hand on the nose of his plane.

"When did you start liking her?"He adds.

"5 years ago, when you introduced her to me."

Maverick frowns at the response. "So you made a promise to me just because you had a hidden agenda on my daughter?"

Bradley then stood up from his seat. "No, Mav. I made a promise to you because I sincerely wanted to protect her and it's the least I could do to repay you for everything that you had done for me after my parents died."

Maverick sighs in frustration as he bows his head down once again. He took a minute or two before speaking. "You didn't have to make it up to me, I did what I had to do, "He replies as he slowly makes his way to what he was repairing earlier.

Maverick sighed again. "Well, I guess it's better that it's you and not just a stranger she's dating."

"We weren't really asking, Mav. I just wanted you to know--"

"Hurt my daughter in any way and I'll shove this wrench up your ass," Maverick warns as he points at Bradley with a wrench, making him laugh a bit.

"I'm serious, Bradshaw. You better get your act right."

"Yes, sir."

"Now, get out. I don't want to see you right now." Maverick says as Bradley makes his way out of the garage with a grin on his face.

You, on the other hand, were starting to get worried since you weren't hearing anything from the inside of the garage. Penny tapped your back. "They'll be fine, (Y/N)," she says, "Oh, there he is." Penny points at Bradley from afar as he just got out of the garage.

You ran to him to see if he had any scratches or bruises, but he didn't. Thank god. "So, how did it go?" You asked.

Bradley smiled. "We're fine," he then tucks in a lone strand of hair behind your ear before holding your hand. "Do you want to walk around the beach?"

Penny clears her throat, catching both of your attention. "Okay, lovebirds. I'll have to go and comfort Pete."

As you bid goodbye, both of you went to the beach and walked around the shore. You walked ahead of Bradley since you were busy planting on more footsteps when you suddenly remembered something. "So, Hangman, huh?"

Bradley stops walking as he frowned again at the mention of Hangman's name. "What do you mean?"

You walked closer to him. "I've always wondered what it would take to make you crack, I flirted around with guys your age but it turns out I only needed Hangman to tick the bomb. Man, I should've known that earlier."

"Don't pull that little stunt on me again."

You pouted playfully at him as you hugged his waist, looking up at him while you smiled. "Poor guy only wiped some sauce off of my thigh. You didn't have to blow up on him,''

"But now that I know better, I guess I'd be putting Hangman into some good use in the future." You added as you grinned mischievously, making him grunt in response.

"Don't you dare."

You broke the hug as you giggled. "I won't, but that depends."

Bradley rolled his eyes as he pulled you close to him again. "Damn it, woman. You're lucky that I love you."

You giggled in response and ran away from him as he ran to chase you. As the sun started to vanish, both of you realized that this was all you ever needed after years of pining for each other.

[sheepiemc]

your touch (a craving)

part 5: mouth (first | prev)

The time had come. 

All the hard work of his students and staff finally paid off as the winter festival commenced. After the opening ceremony, Diavolo toured all the booths and activities with Barbados, making sure everything ran smoothly and in perfect order. Along the way, he caught a few glimpses of you enjoying the festivities with the seven brothers, but even that was enough to make his heart swell and burst with affection, pride, and envy. 

Diavolo didn’t get to participate for himself, but that was par for the course. Everything he did was for the Devildom; the Devildom always came first - even before himself. This truth never bothered him before, he always understood the indelible responsibility that he would shoulder one day. Recently, however, something started to change, something shifted. He started to wonder if things had to be like this, and that shift could be traced all the way back to that fateful day when you fell out of the Devildom sky. 

The Winter Ball was held at The Demon Lord's Castle - Diavolo loved hosting events at the castle. All walks of life from across the Devildom got to experience the luxury he lived in every day and he got to fill the mostly empty halls with life, even if it was only for a few short hours. If it were up to him, he’d have the doors open to the public all the time but "tradition dictates", and "do you know what kind of safety risk", blah, blah, blah. It was the same speech from his butler every time so eventually, he stopped bringing it up. 

He stood now, on the landing above all the dancing revelers, dressed in his true demonic form. Seeing everyone enjoying themselves was usually enough to make the smile on Diavolo’s face feel genuine, but there was a deep ache inside of him that was getting impossible to ignore. 

He gripped the banister so tightly his knuckles turned white when you entered the ballroom, looking even more enchanting than normal, surrounded on all sides by the Avatars of Sin. You scanned the crowd, clearly looking for something, and when you couldn’t find whatever it was, the crease between your eyebrows deepened. Something called your attention to the stairs and when your eyes connected with Diavolo’s, he could swear they were filled with relief. Your smile pinned him to the spot he was standing. You waved subtly to him before your attention was dragged away to the antics of the brothers beside you. It looked like they were fighting over who would dance with you first and Mammon stole you away before a consensus was decided. 

“Lovely party, isn’t it?” Diavolo jumped at the cool, smooth voice that suddenly appeared beside him. Not many people could sneak up on the prince, but his butler was one of the few. 

“Yes,” Diavolo said, recovering quickly, “it certainly is. Everyone did such a fantastic job.” His line of sight reverted to the crowd, finding you instinctually. You were dancing with Satan now. A long beat of silence stretched between the two demons, standing high above the rest of the Devildom. 

“I’ve known you,” Barbados said, “for a very long time, My Lord.” 

“Yes, you have.” It wasn’t a question but Diavolo felt compelled to answer. Asmodeus took over next, with his hands very low on your waist, so unselfconscious. Diavolo could feel hairline fractures start to form in the marble banister under his vice grip. 

“You are very careful of the power that you wield. The last time I remember you doing something purely for yourself was when you asked me to be your butler. Your selflessness often makes me wonder if you truly are a demon.” He chuckled to himself as if he told the funniest joke in the world. Below, Mammon tried to steal you away for a second dance but the others caught him immediately. 

“Everyone else,” Barbados continued, “may see something like this - this festival, this ball - and think that it is a reflection of a whimsical prince who doesn’t take anything seriously.” In the commotion, you broke away from the group, coaxing Leviathan off the wall to join you on the dancefloor. You spun the red-faced demon around a few times before he retreated out of the crowd, back to the safety of the sidelines. 

“But I know that everything you do is for the good of your people. You care about them, all of them, more than any demon would expect you to. What I’m trying to get at, my lord,” he continued, turning to look at the prince, making sure he fully understood his meaning, “it’s okay for you to indulge yourself now and then, especially since you so rarely do. You are a demon and a prince. You can want things just for yourself.” 

You were currently squished between the twins, with both you and Belphegor trying to balance on Beelzebub’s feet. Diavolo tore his gaze away from your laughing face and looked Barbados in the eyes. Right now, he wasn’t speaking as a butler - someone who was paid to care for a young prince - but as a true friend and the closest thing to family that Diavolo had. 

Diavolo smiled down at him, and Barbados mirrored the emotion, his usual enigmatic smile replaced by something warm and genuine. “Brilliant, as always, Barbados.” 

He looked back to see you dancing with Lucifer now. You both looked so elegant on the dancefloor, gliding through the crowd effortlessly. He watched you and, before long, your eyes met again like magnets. You smiled at him, a silent question in your eyes. 

Mind made up, Diavolo pushed away from the banister and looked at Barbados again. They nodded at each other once before Diavolo was practically flying down the stairs. Approaching the crowd, he could feel the eyes and whispers of his subjects. A few actually approached the prince, congratulating and complimenting him on the party as he passed. He acknowledged them, sure, but he was more focused on finding you. 

“Hey.” A clear voice rose above the din and it made Diavolo turn on his heel. There you were, leaning against the wall near the outskirts of the crowd, perspiration glistening on your skin and chest heavily rising and falling with your breath. “I needed to take a break from the dancefloor for a minute. Keep me company?” 

He smiled at the easy way you spoke to him, even in front of all these people. “It would be my pleasure, MC.” 

He leaned against the wall next to you, with only a cocktail table between you. Just then, a Little D. flitted by with a serving tray of sparkling demonus and Diavolo plucked two glasses off easily. He handed one flute to you, your fingers brushing his ever so lightly, but the tingling spark shooting up his arm almost made him drop the glass. 

“Thank you,” you nodded, bringing the glass to your lips. Diavolo watched you close your eyes, as the cool, refreshing liquid made its way down the smooth column of your throat. As you finished, Diavolo pried his eyes away from you to flag down another Little D. so he could replenish you. He put it down on the table between you, not risking another shock, and took the opportunity to nurse his own flute. It was all he could do to not take a bite out of you right there. 

“I really needed that,” you said after a deep, satisfied breath, swapping your empty glass for the full one, and taking one last sip from it. “Ballroom dancing can take a lot out of you. You do this every weekend?” 

That made him laugh. “If I had a party like this every weekend,” he said, “the royal coffers would be empty before my next birthday. That wouldn't be very responsible for a future King, now would it?” He looked down into his flute, watching the bubbles pop at the top. You sensed the mood shift, studying his profile as his dark eyebrows furrowed in thought. 

You put your drink down. “Well, this isn't exactly what I was picturing when I suggested a winter formal but,” you paused to admire the scenery, “it's alright.” 

Your joke settled the worry on Diavolo’s face. He looked at you, then looked around at all the people in their fanciest formalwear and intricate winter-themed decorations. 

“I mean,” you continued, “where's the watered-down punch and the terrible DJ?” 

“I may have taken some creative liberties based on the source material,” he said, putting his drink down next to yours. 

“Yeah, I wouldn't exactly call this an accurate human high school experience. But,” you said, finally giving up the bit, genuine awe in your voice, “that's honestly a good thing. This is seriously incredible, Diavolo.” 

“Well, I have to thank you, MC,” he said, holding your gaze even as heat bloomed across his face. “If it were not for your idea, we wouldn't be here now. I hope our guests from all three realms are enjoying themselves.” 

“I know I am.” With intense eye contact maintained, you picked up a glass from the table, holding it out for a toast. Diavolo did the same and clinked it with yours, his eyes never leaving your own. 

After taking a sip, you examined your drink. “Wasn't this fuller a second ago?” 

The sparkling demonus washed over his tongue. His head started swimming from the buzz of the drink taking effect at the same moment he realized you both must've reached for the wrong flute. He jerked it away from his mouth quickly before covering his lips with his hand. 

“Oh,” you gasped, “I'm so sorry, I should've paid attention to which glass I was grabbing.” 

He was all but hearing you, his mind was too fixated on the idea that his lips were touching something yours touched just a moment ago. 

You were nervous, rambling, laughing, “Do you guys call it an indirect kiss here, like we do in the human world? It's kinda silly, I mean it’s not like you’re really kissing, and it really was an accident, I promise…” 

Diavolo’s silence terrified you. He was breathing heavier and his face was completely red. Was he mad at you? Nearly panicking, you searched for an excuse to give him space (and save yourself from embarrassment). “I think I hear Lucifer calling me, so I'm just gonna-” 

You turned to leave but before you could make your escape, a strong hand snatched your wrist, desperate but not too hard. 

“MC, please,” he rasped, his voice taking on a quality you never heard before, “please don't walk away from me.”

[nicolloyd]

just finished the season WOW that was intense!!! 😭 i collected my thoughts as i was watching it too heres all of it: (spoilers ahead ofc!!! btw this is really long you were warned)

episode 1 (the blood moon):

• lloyd saying uncle is sooo crazy

• WU IS DEAD I SWEAR ON MY LIFE ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY NO MORE 😭

• can these ninja get pyjamas. please.... they had those in ns1 now they just sleep in armour 😭

• bro cinder sounds like.. macaque??? is that weird.

• lloyd gets to have funny quips 🔥🔥

• HAHAHAH I LOVE THE SMOKE EFFECT AND IT JUST CUTS TO THEM LYING FLAT ON THE GROUND 😭😭

• THE BLOOD MOON IS COMING 🗣🗣🗣

episode 2 (shattered dreams):

• YOOOO its the uh i forgot what place its called but yes 🔥🔥

• drs2 spouting out words like panic attack and nental health gee wowzers

• also this is the second time lloyd has been forced to eat strange food first it was dareths pocket gyoza

• deffff arin and sora getting in a fight

• LLOYD U ARE SUCH A SHOWOFF STOP FLIPPING AROUND

• rule number 1 never trust a snake hehahehaha

• really encouraging the lloyd nya sibling dynamic i love it

• callback to torunament of elements im not ok.

• ommggg i actually hate the way ras' beard thing jiggles around its unsettling

episode 3 (beyond the phantasm cave):

• so the dragon released was the lightning

• life symbol???? thats mad lloyd is fr life and not energy

• i feel sooo bad for arin bro if i had like 10 friends with powers and i didnt i wld be pissed too

• this is literally that swamp episode from avatar

• HELPPP is this the memory loss thing pr is it actually like. real

• it would be the funniest troll tho

• oh nya you beautiful genius

• jay the loml 😭😭 toooo cute omgee

• def foreshadowing

• my other family thats sooo funny

• is this the magic man.

• yoo arent those the water villagers

• OMG IT IS THE MAGIC MAN I ACTUALKY HATR HIM BRO

• HAHAHA PROFESSIONAL ACTOR

• yesss cole was never the performer

episode 4 (force from the east):

• geooo omg their actually in love shut up

• i thimk this is ice dragon??

• NINJA BASKETBALL 🔥🔥

• SECRET THIRD WAY!!!!!!!!!

• YO ITS COLE

• also bonzle is important somehow

• aww theyre at the monastery

episode 5 (the spell at the waterfall):

• MASTER WU 😭

• garmadon :**(((( IT MAKES ME SO SAD SPINJITZU BROTHERS UUURGGHH

• hehe i love these siblings

• how are they literally husbands bro what the flip this is so noooottt censorship

• old days :,,)))) soooooi sad bro onfdhsbs

• SACRIFICE???

episode 6 (to mysterium)

• lowkey wtf is egalt yapping about

• omg this is literally beyblade.

• cole in a hood is cray cray

• also zane will not give up thag detective outfit.

episode 7 (fugitive from madness):

• blood moon more like sozins comet aha aha aha aha i miss atla

• bro the music is so good do they get an orchestra for these or what

• lircherally wjats going on

• ADMIMISTRATION!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSS

• ZANE IS SO PROUD OF THE 9% 😭😭😭 I LOVE HIM.

• crazy how theyre training again tho. good ol days

• nya and kai :'((( not having to worry about saving the world oh my poor sweet kai

• FLASHBACK. NO FRWAKING WAY

• STOPPPP THIA IS GONNA MAKE ME CRY OMG TJA WAS SO SWEET 😭 KAI AND NYA U HAVE MY HEART

• as mean as it sounds im so glad it was kai first and not lloyd it makes sense

• THE BLOOD MOON IS NO LONGER COMING ❌️❌️❌️ ITS HERE

• ohh thats why they turn to stone??

• ZANE IS A PERSON 🤬🤬🤬🤬 stopp hes always so willing to sacrifice himself

• SHUT UP THATS LITERALLY JAY OHHH MYYYY GOLLY GEE.

• i need a good 1 minute break to process everytime jay appears like actually

• ohh myyyyy goooodddd its jay pls stop stop stop stop STOP

episode 8 (secrets of the wyldness):

• forbidden five is lwk scary

• hehe i love their stupid quips and someone else saying "really???"

• oh jay oh jay oh jay oh jay oh jay oh jay he actually lost his memory im soooooo oooooohhhhhh nooooooo

• hes sooooo jay.

• so he knows he can lightning????

• zane. buddy. you cant keep doing this like actually would it kill you to stop dying

• now we're safe 😃 x4 (they were not safe)

• werent tbey in this situation before???? the tipping ship or am i just tripping

• ohhh my god the bounty died again

episode 9 (the forest of the spirits):

• THEY SACRIFICED EUPHRASIA??????

• NO DONT DO IT NO DONT WEAR THE MASK 😭😭

• resting my leg actually healed it is maadddnnnessss

• OHHH MY GOD ZANE IS MINIFIG SIZED HAGAHAHAHAHHAA THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER

• IM ALWAYS ADORABLE 😭😭😭 COLE U ARE

episode 10 (rising ninja):

• NOOOOO I SAID DONT DO ITT NOOOOOOO BUT YES BECAUSE EVIL KAI AGAIN SOUNDS AMAZING 😭

• yo. this fight is cool asl

• NO DONT KAI PLEASE MY MOUTH IS AGAPE

• omg they are both dragons rising rn

• what is going awn rn

• jordana is going freaky!!!

• ras master giving bird box icl

• AWW LLOYD COLE HUG 😭

• im assuming kai got out!

• HELLO ARE WE NOT GONNA GRIEVE KAI FOR A MINUTE???? im sure theyre all numb to death by now

• wowww 10 episodes gone just like that

• kai did not get out ❌️

[fallenclan]

Ravenpaw wants to be like his dad.

Gyoza does what he wants, when he wants. Gyoza doesn’t care what other cats think. Gyoza knows the funniest pranks!

Ravenpaw talks about it all the time.

“So you’re my mentor now, Bub!” he crows, delighted after his ceremony. “You have a name like my dad, so you must be cool!”

The colorpoint simply huffs with amusement, giving the young tom a blinding grin. “I must say, I am pretty cool. But who could be cooler than your old man?”

Ravenpaw has to agree with that.

Littlepaw wants to be like his dad.

Gyoza stands up for what he believes in. Gyoza chases after the things he wants. Gyoza can lighten a room with smile and a joke.

Littlepaw doesn’t tell so many cats this.

Ravenpaw lays in their shared nest, cuddling close to him as they talk quietly through the night. “I can’t wait to show Dad the battle moves I learned today! I swear, I’ve seen him demonstrate the exact ones for me one time!”

“Raven,” Littlepaw murmurs quietly, much quieter than his brother had been. He was always just a little quieter than his brother. “What if I want to be like Dad, too?”

“Who wouldn’t want to be?” Ravenpaw asks with a flash of a smile. Cloudpaw shushes him from across the den.

The dark furred apprentice continues, only a little softer. “If you ask me, though, I think you’re more like Momma.”

Littlepaw has to agree with that.

Ravenshade wants to be like his dad.

He is now, right? He’s worked so hard, days and sometimes even nights, without much break. Even Bub had gotten tired most days, leaving him to practice on his own. And it’d all paid off.

It’s not often there’s a warrior of ten moons.

But sometimes he wonders.

How can this be like his dad? Gyoza didn’t graduate early; he didn’t graduate at all! Would he have worked this hard, or would he have relaxed more? He didn’t even take a warrior name.

Lost in thought, Ravenshade comes across a ShallowClan patrol.

It feels good to taunt them. Certainly better than being wrapped up in his head.

Littleleaf wants to be like his dad.

He likes his name a lot. Leaves are beautiful in the autumn, and they can heal so many things. His name makes up for the fact that he’s two moons behind their brother, right? They graduate with Cloudtuft, at least; expect, he’s a moon younger than him, so it’s not really the same.

This is the normal age for graduation.

But sometimes, they wonder.

Did Ravenshade miss his warmth in the nest these last two moons like they did? Gyoza never seemed bothered when Troutspeckle spent the night on a solo patrol, but every time Ravenshade went out to hunt without letting Littleleaf know, he felt very alone. Their brother would always be there for them, but sometimes, they couldn’t seem to remember.

“I know you boys look up to Gyoza,” his mother says, her eyes half-closed with something wistful. “But I’m glad you’re a little more like me.”

It feels nice to talk with her. He knows she understands what’s going on inside his head.

Ravenshade wants his dad.

He doesn’t care what he has to do. He wants him back.

Gyoza would know how to make it better, he thinks, and spirals a little further.

He is not like his dad. He is falling apart when Gyoza would be calm. He is angry where Gyoza would be making jokes. He is wandering the borders when Gyoza would be home.

Oh, he is nothing like his dad.

He is alive, and Gyoza is dead.

Littleleaf wants his dad.

They know nothing is going to change it. He still wants him back.

Gyoza would know what to do now, he thinks, and sinks a little deeper.

They are not like their dad. He is lying alone when Gyoza would be with clanmates. He is letting Ravenshade go out alone again and again when Gyoza would go with him. He is so, so tired where Gyoza would be working.

Littleleaf has never been like his dad.

And now Gyoza is dead, while they are alive.

Troutspeckle watches, and yearns for her mate.

She wonders if tomorrow Ravenshade will come back from one of his patrols with blood staining his paws.

She wonders if tomorrow Littleleaf will stop talking altogether, and simply close themself off to the rest of the world.

She loves her sons so much, just the way they are. But

She wishes she were a little more like their father.

Gyoza would know what to do.

I’ve wanted to write a Raven/Little comparison about Gyoza since Raven got his name early, but I only got up the motivation today when I realized Gyoza had been killed by the dogs too— I don’t know how I missed his name before! I wasn’t going to include the little part about Troutspeckle but it practically wrote itself lol

HOLY SHIT THIS IS SO EPIC?????????? i absolutely LOVE your analysis, it's so interesting and in character, and written so well. the dichotomy,,, the brothers.... AUGH im going to b thinking about this one for a while i just know it

[fandominstability]

Athena can just see how much he doesn’t want this medal

Bobby, baby 😭😭😭

Madney and Henren cuteness at the ceremony, bless 😭

Evan you leave Ravi and his food alone

“I assumed he was dead” “only in our hearts” CHIMNEY PLEASE 😂😂😂 (no but I agree, fuck gerrard)

“Whenever I see some filth, I think of you” chimney han, funniest man alive

YES MADDIE AND ATHENA INTERACTION

Fuck off councilwoman

“Sadly her heroics didn’t extend to my son” bitch HE REFUSED CARE stfu

Mara is smiling and having fun and hanging out with her big brother and TALKING, god I love this for her

I’m sorry, your WHAT NOW MR NASH?

Not the point, but Athena’s little finger thing when she held her hand out for Bobby to take? The most adorable thing

Eddie Diaz, you messy, messy bitch, why do you have this bitch out on a boat in the middle of the city in broad daylight

Not Kim being an actress

Not Athena faking an emergency with one of Amir’s patients to get him to come up there 😭 a whole family of messy bitches apparently

“Nash doesn’t seem like the impulsive type” “normally he isn’t” says the woman he impulsively proposed to 😂😂😂 (which I fully supported, this just made me laugh)

This has nothing to do with anything, but Athena’s nails look so good

NOT THE SLOW MO CALL WITH THIS SAD ASS MUSIC, ROBERT WADE NASH I SWEAR TO GOD

MOTHER HEN BOBBY SO HELP ME WE’RE NOT FUCKING DOING THIS

He’s parenting them all one last time, I am chewing glass

TURNING OVER COOKING DUTY TO BUCK SOMEONE SEDATE ME

GIVING EDDIE HIS PRAYERS BOOK HELP

“My work here is done” NO THE FUCK ITS NOT

Oh god Buck is meeting Kim

“She’s not my girlfriend” okay Eddie

Eddie “messy bitch” Diaz

Wilson-Han family night together??? I fucking love this???

Finally someone recognizes something’s going on with Bobby

Fuck you Olivia Ortiz, I know you’re fucking with Henren’s adoption

Oh you finally told her about Shannon, that’s good I think?

I had to pause in the middle of Eddie and Kim’s convo so here’s my “live blog” up to that

[sl33py-day]

Imposter AU with a twist Part 2!

Tw: Swearing, a bit of yandere Albedo, Your friend is a horrible person and gets slapped on the face with some Karma and Trauma.

A/n: I didn’t want to keep saying ‘Your friend’ so I named her Bethany and Beth. Also I feel like this blog is more of a crackfic blog since there’s barely any serious writing. But hey it’s fun to write. Someone wanted it and I hope I met the expectations

Day’s and weeks and a single month has passed since you descended to Teyvat from the bottomless pits of hell. People are still after your head, the pick me imposter still has not been visited by Karma, and you got a yandere, kinda. I’m saying kinda because Albedo is possessive of you and that’s all…..for now.

During the month of being in Minecraft survival mode some more characters believed you’re the OG creator. That and they just can’t handle your friend, who I shall name Bethany. Sorry to all Bethany’s but Imma steal your name real quick.

Diluc is a good example of not handling Bethany. He has told you that she would cry when a man, his brother and five other men, don’t pay attention to her. She would tell Childe to get her the most expensive gift and throw it away afterwards. He finds her annoying and one point he told you “If I had to choose between Kaeya and….the girl. I would choose Kaeya right away. That’s how annoying she is.”

Now here comes the fun part of this AU. The finding out that the imposter is the OG creator. Like I said the last part Karma is gonna slap her face sooner and later, well Karma not only slapped her but gave her the ultimate shoe slap, with a boot and high heel.

In the Imposter AU the only thing to tell from Imposter and Real apart was the golden child blood test thingy. There is one way where I feel like would be more funny and that is the ‘accident’ way.

The accident way is probably the most funniest way of people finding out that they fucked up. Imagine this, Your walking back to where ever the failed experiment is to give him the flowers he needed. But along the way your arm got scratched by a random branch. This y/n is clumsy they bump into things a lot and whenever they do they just rub off the pain until they or someone else tells them that they’re bleeding. So back to the branch thing, you got scratched by the lonely piece of wood and kept walking. Only to cross a certain traveler and they’re somehow flying food.

They cross paths, Aether doesn’t bother looking and has a place to be. Paimon on the other hand saw the gold shimmering blood and was like “Wait a MINUTE!”

“You there! Paimon has a very serious question!” Paimon yelled out but you kept on walking ignoring her as if she’s a ghost. That was until paimon told Aether and Aether is now chasing after you. Like I know I need my daily dose of adrenaline but why it gotta be like this?

While running Aether was yelling and Venti being the little shit he is heard it in the wind. Don’t ask me how that makes sense he’s the god of air. Now venti is in front of you and let’s skip a hour or two after.

Scratch that make one hour turn into 3 hours of no stop arguing. Not between you and the worshipers or overly simps but between you and Bethany.

Bethany Heard that people found you and wanted to see you uh turn the bye bye life light on. So she came in the most ugliest dress ever in the mind of y/n.

While being surrounded by the archons as they looked at you with disgust. You were on the ground with a sword against your neck. The archons believe that you put gold glitter on your arm to get the chance of stealing their graces spot? Does glitter even exist in Tevyat?

“You go to such lengths to steal our graces spotlight?!” Yelled Zhongli still having the pole arm against your neck. You are just sitting there on the floor slightly terrified because my god scary archons are more scarier then your mom.

“Sir, I didn’t even have a choice to look like that Beth Meth girl. It’s called Genes. GEN-NET-ICS.” You called out making everyone yell out insults. All of a sudden Bethany comes walking down as the people spread out like the sea. Everyone bowed and said praises.

“You really wearing that dress? It looks like something that Carella Deville would wear and honey that’s not necessarily a good thing” and that sent the lighter to the bomb.

“Well at least I have more things then you do. I would have an entire world after you are dead.” Beth’s sassy ass said as everyone is just wondering if you two know each other. Not only are you two fighting but Diluc and Aether are having to hold back Albedo so he doesn’t do….bad things.

Back to Beth with the meth fighting match. The light you started finally reached the bomb having Bethany spill everything she has done, on earth and Teyvat out loud. My god she did more stuff than you thought.

“You are always in the fucking way! Nothing I do to you ever works! I had to take money from you so your parents would hate you so you would feel shitty because of them. I spread rumors of you so people hated you. Hell I even practiced make up so people would believe you hit me!”

That’s not even the tip of the ice burg and yet many many people are in a state of shock that they are frozen in place. Oh and albedo? Ya Diluc and Aether are having a struggle. With the bomb being set off nothing is stopping Bethany to say anything and everything she has done to you. What are you doing? Letting her scream and yell since Karma is coming closer and closer.

“Then when I was Teleported here people said I was a god! They treated me better than you! I got the attention I wanted! No one was gonna try and steal the spotlight if they did I would just send someone to kill them. I have men at my fingertips so if someone insulted me or I found the person annoying I would send them to kill the person. Easy Peasy just make up a reason and they’ll do it.”

After she said that many people gasped and a few people yelled “Is that why my son/daughter went missing/were found dead?!” Yeah what a shocker now. The once looked up god is now the imposter and committed more crimes then the Fatui. She was about to say more but you stopped her.

“You did all that? Dear you’re worse than the American government and the Fatui combined. I’ll tell you why people were nice to me and not you.” You stood up with you hands behind your back. No one stopped you they wanted to see what would happen. “I’m genuinely nice to people and they do it back but some don’t. Take yourself for example, I was nice to you. I checked up on you everyday to make sure you where ok but you did all this instead.”

Bethany’s face was more redder then Diluc and a tomato together. She was furious that you came an ruined everything. She started to shout nonsense as you backed away slowly. She didn’t notice so she kept throwing insults after insults while you were all the way in the back with albedo.

Some hydro slimes and cryo slimes were walking around her as they were just doing Slime things. But one electro slime made a mistake of walking in front of her and, by accident or not, zapping her feet slightly. She let out a screech and hopped from one foot to another. Since the hydro slimes were walking around her they made the ground slightly wet. Thanks to the cryo slimes they made the slightly wet ground icy and slippery.

So while she was hopping she slipped on the ice. Fortunately or unfortunately you guys were by a cliff of some sort. I think you know what happened, she fell down but survived as the cliff wasn’t that high. So yay?

After she fell you stood there for a few minutes before saying “Ah, Karma did give her a punch in the face after all……But that seemed planed.” You looked at the slimes with a suspicious face. The hydro slime just turned around and walked away while the electro slime was like “oh this Leaf on the floor is so interesting wow” what is the cryo slime doing? Looking over the cliff where Bethany feel almost mocking her. “Haha bish you slipped” is what the cryo slime is probably thinking.

[soft--dragon]

Lab Lessons

This drabble features the rottmnt PB & J duo! (Mikey and Donnie) THIS IS ALL PLATONIC, THEY'RE BROTHERS, DON'T BE A WEIRDO

Word Count: 1,015

Warnings: None

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don’t like that then don’t read :)

“Are you sure I can’t help-”

“No.”

“But there’s-”

“No.”

“It could use some paint-”

“No.”

“Maybe I-”

“Mikey.” Donnie swiped the piece of technology his little brother had tried to pick up for the fourth time and stared the box turtle down with a sharp glare. “I said no.”

Mikey waited until Donnie put the machinery back down before trying to pick it back up. 

“Michelangelo Hamato, I swear to Pizza Supreme if you touch that tech one more time, I will make sure the consequences will be severe.” 

Mikey’s hand froze mere inches from the technology and lifted his eyes to Donnie who was carefully wiring something with utmost precision, yet it was like he had eyes in the back of his head to watch Mikey. The orange masked turtle stayed still for a moment longer, weighing the pros and cons of possibly annoying Donnie further until his need for attention and chaos won him over. He picked the tech back up and looked it over carefully, trying to find the best spot for some spray paint to liven it up.

“Okay then.”

In a flash, a pair of metal arms sprung out of Donnie’s battle shell and snatched Mikey’s wrists up, a loud yelp bursting out of the box turtle. The piece of tech was launched into the air with how bad Mikey startled, only to be gracefully caught by the purple masked turtle. He placed it back on the counter and turned to face his brother, his thick eyebrows scrunched low and lips in a scowl. 

Mikey grinned nervously, taking a step back but his wrists stayed firmly within Donnie’s metal hands. “Don- Donnie, hi, hello, we’re friends yeah? You love me.”

“The jury's out on that one.”

“Wha- hey. That’s rude,” Mikey pouted, going to put his hands on his hips like a disappointed mother only to be stopped by the metal grippers keeping him in place.

Donnie set down his soldering iron and crossed his arms. “I warned you, Angelo.”

Mikey gave a crooked grin and meekly shrugged. “How was I meant to know you weren’t kidding?”

“Scoff. While I am the funniest, I wouldn’t joke about my tech, Michael, you should know that.” As he spoke, Donnie moved closer to the box turtle who was starting to cower in on himself at the dangerous flash in his older brother’s eyes. 

“Okay- okay hang on wait- Don-” he spluttered, dreading the possible punishment the soft shell could come up with to make him learn his lesson. Making his tech fire lasers at him at random times to keep him constantly on edge? Making another Impact Jumpsuit that would keep him trapped in a round, bubble cage for as long as Donnie wanted? Giving him a rough noogie until he yelped for mercy-?

The metal claws holding his wrists suddenly arched upwards, carrying his hands with them until Mikey’s arms were over his head. Suddenly feeling a hell of a lot more exposed, Mikey’s head shrunk into his shell until just his eyes were peaking out, looking up at Donnie with a nervous and giddy gleam.

“Donnie..?” He tried using puppy dog eyes on his big brother but the taller turtle merely sighed.

“Maybe this will teach you not to mess with things in my lab, Mikey.”

With a skill only a vengeful older brother could possess, Donnie had pressed his fingers into the top holes of Mikey’s shell to scratch at the soft, sensitive skin with merciless intent. Mikey let out a scream that could raise the dead, legs immediately trying to fall out from underneath him, only creating a bigger problem. By stretching himself out further with Donnie’s metal arms keeping him upright, the ticking felt so much worse.

“DOHOHOhohohoniehehehehe! Stohohop- stohohop ihihihit!” Mikey practically squealed, trying to find purchase on the cold ground for some kind of leverage but the tickling was sapping his strength quickly and leaving him a giggly, squirming mess. 

“Did you not hear me before, Michael?” Donnie raised a thick eyebrow, his flat voice carrying no hint of the internal enjoyment he was experiencing at making his baby brother laugh so wildly. “This is how I am going to teach you a lesson, which means you must endure this punishment until you have learnt. It is a simple concept to wrap your brain around.”

“Ihihit tIHIHICkles, Dohohohon!” 

“Oh really? It does? Who would’ve thought? Certainly not I, the person who is tickling you …He says without a hint of sarcasm,” Donnie snarked light-heartedly, scribbling into the sensitive underarms of his brother and sneaking a few fingers around Mikey’s neck. 

With a shrill yelp, Mikey’s head burst from his shell, trying to wriggle away from the fingers worming along his skin and eliciting bubbly, childish giggles. “Nohohot thahahe neheheck! Dohohonihihie thahahat’s sohoho mehehean!” 

“You know what else could be considered ‘mean’, young Angelo?” Donnie hummed, dropping his hands to scratch quickly along the sides of Mikey’s shell and having to hide a grin when Mikey stomped his foot amongst his gasps of laughter. “...Messing with your dear old big brother’s projects when he politely asks you not to.”

“Yohohou dihid nohohot ask politehely!”

“Whatever do you mean? I am the most polite brother you have.”

“Yohohou lohooked lihike yohou wehere gohoing toho bihite mehehe!”

“Politely. I was going to bite you, politely.” 

Donnie’s emotionless, flat voice for some reason made it funnier, making Mikey laugh even harder and just about keel over. The sight made a slight quirk lift the purple turtle’s upper lip. “Oh, would you look at that. I really am the funniest turtle in this sewer.”

“Yohohou’re nohohot!”

“Is that so? Then why are you squealing with laughter?” As he spoke, Donnie’s fingers shifted to scribble and spider unguessable patterns all over the front of Mikey’s shell, a shrill squeal wrenching from the box turtle immediately. “See? I’m hilarious.”

“Yohohou’re ahaha teheherrible brohohother!”

“Gasp. How dare you, Michangelo. Take that back immediately and apologise for your crimes within my lab.”

“Nehehever!”

“Then face the wrath of my spider hands!”

“NohoHOHOHO! DOHOHONNIE!”

[ducklimura]

spending your holiday w riki!!

warnings ; fluff, lots of kissing, tooth rotting cuteness, cursing.

context; riki and u have been dating long term, finally you get to spend the holidays with your favorite boy.

masterlist

your boyfriend niki is coming over for christmas this year! you started dating last year but you never got to experience hanging out with him on the holidays yet.

ofc he's not ready in time bc. he's niki.

you hate him and you love him so much. he's genuinely the funniest person you know.

after around 47 minutes pass,

hearing the knocks on your door is exactly what you needed, your brother jake is excited to see your boyfriend as well, they're good friends.

"NIKI." you yelp excitingly. "baby!" he smiles and grabs your face kissing your forehead.

"niki it's so cold out come in, come in!" you grab his hand, taking a look outside. it's literally snowing??? you see his friend heeseung wave from his car and you realize that he got a special ride.

"ah, sorry i'm late. i was taking a while bc i was quickly wrapping your gifts." niki admits while taking off his jacket, his very cute brown trench coat that covers his neck and arms. he looks so handsome like that.

"gifts..? plural?" you grin.

"yes? i couldn't decide what to get you so i got you a couple things..."

"aww riki. i swear you didn't have to." you pout and he kisses your lips lightly. "of course i did." he gives you a tight hug pulling you close.

he smells exactly like the cologne he sprayed on the hoodie he gave you, this is your favorite scent.

"okay let's say hi to my parents and everyone." you intertwine fingers and look at him in admiration as he looks really nervous.

niki already met your parents but he's still the same shy boy he was when he first encountered them

of course he did fine, he talked to everyone and hung out with jake. his anxiety washed away when you would squeeze his hand under the dinner table.

there was one instance where your little cousin creeped up behind you both and teased you about holding hands. she was skipping around the table with all your family saying, "y/n has a boyfriend!!"

this made riki flustered but in the moment you couldn't help but laugh at his flushed cheeks and pay no attention to your cousin.

dinner went well, your family communicated about everything, asking him about school, his family, his life in general, his grades, and a lot more. almost like a very fun interrogation.

but now that everyone has left, it's just you and him. waiting to open each others presents.

"i'm so scared. did you actually get me a stool babe??" you laugh while lightly punching his arm.

"maybe?" he hands you a stepping stool shaped gift.

"or did you do that stupid thing where you wrap something not even remotely close to it?" you start unwrapping and unwrapping, until finally you're left with a small box. of course he pulled something like this, you love him so much.

"oh my god riki??!!!! you really didn't have to, oh my gosh i love you! i love you!!" you kiss his cheek and wrap your arms around his, he got you a necklace that has a crystal-like heart, with the date where you first started dating engraved on the side.

"do you love it?" he smiles widely knowing you're ecstatic about his gift.

"oh my gosh are you kidding? of course i love it. thank you i love you so much." you kiss his cheek nonstop waiting for him to pull away.

"okay, i know it's not much. and i'm kind of bummed you got me such a great gift because now i feel like my gift isn't enough." you frown, but he puts his hand on your cheek and smiles at you in the softest way possible.

"anything is fine i swear. if it came from my girlfriend then i love it." he tears the wrapping paper, exposing white tissue paper.

niki gasps as he sees his favorite football players jersey, but instead of neymar it says nishimura. his eyes light up and he looks like he just got the world in a present. (he's so cute help.)

"STOP YOU'RE LYING. BABE HOW'D YOU EVEN GET THIS??" he moves his hands quickly to embrace you as fast as he can. kissing your face allllll over, making you chuckle as his actions.

"i ordered it custom made!! do you love it riki?" you ask kissing his pouty lips as he's still in denial you got him such a great present.

"do i love it?? baby i am so happy, i'm gonna wear this forever. i love you so much, you know me so well. i'm gonna marry you in this jersey." he pokes fun at you, making you giggle at his stupid remark.

"oh shut up. marry neymar in that jersey."

"maybe i will??" he rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

"wait i'm joking." you grab his hand away from his crossed arms.

"sorry. i have a girlfriend." he mumbles teasingly.

"oh really? and who is that?"

"her name is y/n nishimura. you wouldn't know her because she's so in love with me and doesn't know anyone else in this world?"

"nice try. i'm stealing you from her." you kiss the side of his lips.

"nope. i want my girlfriend." he faces his head away until you just take initiative and take his face in your hands, not letting him move.

"baby-"

"oh i'm baby now? i thought i wasn't your girlfriend?" you sarcastically state.

"don't tell my wife please."

"you have a WIFE??" you groan.

"yes and she's very pretty. she is also named y/n." he pranks, wrapping his hands to hug you to shut you up.

"you're so annoying yk that?" you remark.

as time is passing, it's already 2:43 am. you and riki are baking cookies and listening to holiday music through your airpods because your family is sleeping.

every now and then he would randomly come up to you and sway with you to the music, making you chuckle at every stupid move he does.

"tastes so yummy." he says as he tries the left over batter on the spatula.

"come here i wanna have some."

he hands you the spatula, but you pull away. you want to tease him a little bit.

"no, from here." you point at his mouth.

"okay stop you're so corny." he mumbles as you come to kiss him. "can you just bake and stop making my cheeks as hot as the oven rn." he adds.

"yes i will bake i am severely sorry." you giggle smearing frosting on his nose.

"BABE??" he yelps.

"shhh be quiet people are sleeping!" you shush him and continue mixing the batter.

"so if i start screaming the lyrics to 'all i want for christmas,' you won't get mad?" he grins while pretending to start singing.

"NOO. babe stop please." you put your hand over his mouth, feeling the vibration of his laugh.

"i'm just joking." he pokes his tongue at your hand.

"NIKI. you're so gross." you wipe your hand on your apron.

"you love me so much."

"not when you do shit like that!" you add.

"no, you still love me." niki tried to kiss your lips but you keep pulling away.

"yes i do." you turn around quickly returning the kiss.

it is now around 3:00 am and you have lost track of time. you find yourself resting your head on riki's lap, watching home alone.

"how could they forget their child? do they not like look around and be like, 'oh my god! we're missing one!'" he slanders the movie.

"it's stupid. i would never forget my child." you fumble with his fingers playing with him.

"neither would i. i feel like my favorite christmas movie is elf." he admits while playing with your hair with one hand.

"that feels so good riki." you nuzzle closer to his lap.

"oh so, i should stop? okay." he pulls his hand away from your head, making you look up at him.

"c'mere." he kisses your lips while you're still looking up.

"what is wrong with you." you blush.

"nothing. i'm just so flirtatious and beautiful." he jokes holding your face in his big hands.

"i love you."

"i love you more."

"fuck. we're missing the movie. fuck you!" you poke his cheek and turn to watch the movie again.

you love moments like these. those sweet memories that you share with him, being so close, smiling, laughing at the most random shit ever. god you just love him so much.

after being halfway done with the movie, you realize he's falling asleep.

his adorable eyes, lightly closing and opening to try to wake himself up.

you get up from his lap and kiss his forehead, grabbing a blanket that's next to him. wrapping the both of you in it.

pressing your lips against his until he falls in a deep sleep. resting your head on his chest, with legs up on the recliner sofa.

"night niki. i love you."

"i love you more." he quietly whispers into a kiss, wrapping you close.

this christmas hangout has been a success for the both of you.

[samijami]

The funniest shit happened and it made me giddy with the attitude of 'wtf did you think this was going to accomplish, it's so fuckin funny'

So last period today I was doing some geometry assignment thingy and a girlie got up and knelt beside me and said 'Are you dating Blaze?' so i nodded and she said 'well KJ just saw him in the bathroom making out with another girl', and so i get confused. People around me, especially the cis boys, start saying 'Blaze is cheating!' and shit. I tell my friend who is sitting next to me and she calls KJ over, she still swears she saw it. She even said 'I swear on my disabled brother's heart'.

She said I can go to the bathroom and catch them since it was recent, so I humoured her and checked. I came back in the room, about fucking done with this shit that i wasn't even hiding the drama from the public cuz I was pissed. I come back in and while walking back, I look at her and say 'there ain't nobody in there, bullshit'

She said earlier that 'oh well that's why he ain't in the room' but the thing is, HE WAS IN THE IEP CLASSROOM LMFAO???

She said again, that she swears on her disabled brother's heart. I start to mock her saying that with a stupid voice when explaining the situation to my friend who was tryna make sense of it. KJ looks directly at me and says 'i swear! If I had my phone on me, I would've filmed it!'

The teacher asks what is going on, then if I was ok, I just say 'oh they're tryna tell me my boyfriend is cheating on me', and the teacher immediately says 'so people are trying to mess with Sami'-

And I was LAUGHING by the end of class. I had half a mind to cuss that bitch out.

My boyfriend can't even look at me in the face without blushing like a tomato, and nobody else is into him (sorry to say), and the only person he's into is me.

My friend even looked over and said 'He dated me at one point, briefly, and he still talks to me but I don't see him making any moves-'

And I was like 'yeah, I do not see that in a million years. He wouldn't ever make any moves on anybody else but me, he was even so reluctant to make a move on me to begin with- that boy is the most timid, and the most sweetest guy ever. I do not see him ever doing that, it's not in his personality whatsoever-'

I ended up just being firm and telling KJ, a little loudly cuz i wanted to yell, 'I. Do. Not. Believe. You.'

When I got out of class, Blaze walked from the IEP classroom to my locker to say bye to me like usual, and i immediately told him what happened in the middle of what was my 'laughter-attack' (at how fucking ridiculous this situation was and how dumb people had to be to think that would hold up for a split second), and he was flabbergasted. He laughed abit and said 'that's funny cuz I ain't even been in the restroom for these last 3 periods, and I don't like those nasty ass school bathrooms' (I also know he doesn't like them cuz he has to use the girl's).

Then he said 'if I was kissing anything, it would be my fucking arm' and he even made a little gesture like kissing his arm and it was fucking hilarious-

He kept talking until we got outside and stopped on the sidewalk for a second, eventually he said 'I'd better get going before I get pissed off and hit someone' and we said bye and left

So, today I'm no longer friends with KJ, and i'm never talking to her or acknowledging her. I will also be telling the principal of every class she's been skipping for the last week, and how she flipped him off through the band room door, and how she put pads and tampons on the top of the stall doors for them to fall on anybody who went into the stall! :3

I have nobody to talk to in guitar class anymore, but she only talked to me in that class for like two days, then did this shit. So I'm fine with that, I can play guitar alone like I have been all year. Also, I'd be fucking kidding myself I let her sit next to me again, nope!

Thing is, I also told Blaze that it was KJ who started it, and we all know how she acts (i just tolerate her cuz she has some anger issues and she's fun to talk to sometimes, ontop of that, she's friends with one of my other friends). And he immediately said 'of-fucking-course it was KJ!'

Fucking called for, knew this shit was gonna happen. People are fucking stupid ass motherfuckers. Never again. We've only dated SIX DAYS. Like WHAT THE FUCK.

But you know what, this just makes me happy. People CARE THAT MUCH about my dumbass self's relationship, that their sad little asses need to try and ruin it. That is so funny, that is so sad for them but funny for me.

Lonely novice assholes

[haikyuuwaifu]

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Breakeven: The Script

Izuku x female reader; Bakugo x female reader

Genre: Drama, Angst, Humor

Warnings: Swearing

Masterlist

a/n: parts of this chapter takes place after the break-up as well as before the end of the last chapter.

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing

Just prayin' to a God that I don't believe in

'Cause I got time while she got freedom

'Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even

Y/n regulated her breathing, clutching tightly to her suitcases as she waited outside the complex. She refused to cry here, least of all in front of him. Tapping her foot impatiently, she hoped, that her ride would get there soon. She didn’t know if Izuku would try to follow her, and she was in no mood for another round. The sound of a beeping car horn, made Y/n’s head turn right, and she let out a watery laugh at the sight of her best friend’s car. Shinsou had the windows rolled down, and the sunroof open, his boyfriend Shoto could be seen sticking out of the sunroof, his older brother Touya next to him. Both fire users had their hands lit a flame, shaped like machete’s. Y/n could see Natsuo and Fuyumi in the backseat, pointy ice lances, hanging out of the windows. The funniest thing Y/n could see, was Endeavour, the retired #1 hero, perched atop the hood of the car, like a bird of vengeance, all fire and anger. As Shinsou pulled the car to a stop, Y/n was met with the familiarly angry face, of the current #2 Hero, Bakugo Katsuki. “Say the word princess, and we light this building up.” He grunted, flickering his palm. Y/n only let out a watery laugh, unclenching her suitcases as she made her way towards him. 

Bakugo opened the door, and met her halfway, pulling her into his chest. In his strong embrace, Y/n finally let herself go, sobs wracking through her body. Touya jumped out of the car, moving to put her bags in the trunk. “Whether you say the word or not, I’m kicking his ass doll.” Enji merely snorted, waving his phone in his son’s face. “I just texted Yagi, and he told Aizawa; they’re both going to wipe the floor with him Monday.” He grinned, looking up at the windows. Flaring his fire out, Endeavor sent the #1 hero a big fuck you, ensuring that the boy would see it. Against Bakugo’s chest, Y/n let out a laugh, shaking her head. “Just get me out of here.” She whispered, moving toward the car. “I’m hungry, and I don’t want to look at this place anymore.” 

*One week later*

“You know, you don’t have to come back to work if you don’t want to kid.” Aizawa supplied, looking over at his psuedo-child. Y/n merely shrugged, scanning over internship forms. “I can’t be holed up in the guest room anymore pops. It made me antsy.” Y/n sighed, looking over at her practical father. “You didn’t have to bar his agency you know.” She sighed, as the man sniffed, haughtily. “He can get sidekicks from Shiketsu, I don’t want any of my students learning from such a shitty #1 hero.” He supplied, causing Y/n to laugh. “Who knew you could be petty in your old age.” “For my kid, always.” Aizawa mumbled, reaching out to pat her hand. 

Before she could say anything more, Y/n’s door was blasted open, loud shouting greeting her. “I’m telling you right now, Donatello is the superior ninja turtle!” Touya screamed, shaking his fist as he made his way into the room. Yaoyarozu followed behind him, rolling her eyes, as she gave him a shove. “And Katsuki and I are telling you, Raphael is the superior ninja turtle.” She hissed, as Bakugo snorted. “Damn right he is ponytail. Go figure this dumbass wouldn’t know any better. His own father things Michelangelo even stands a chance.” “Listen here you little shit” Endeavor bellowed, making his way into the room. “What the fuck are you guys doing here?” Y/n shouted, hopefully loud enough to be heard over all the squabbling. “Lunch!” Momo supplied, smiling as she materialized a few bags. “You guys!” Y/n smiled, eyes watering. “We want to be here for you, even if you think you’re fine.” Momo whispered, pulling the other woman in for a hug. “What we’re really here for, is for you to settle the debate.” Touya snarked, propping his feet up on her desk. Y/n waved her hand, cackling as his chair toppled over and he feel to the floor. “Everyone knows Raphael is the best, idiot.” She declared, as Bakugo and Momo whooped.

*One month later*

Today was a blue day for Y/n. Curled up in her blankets, Y/n stared blankly at the scene on the television. There had been a villain attack, and of course, the number one hero was there. The slam of the apartment door, startled Y/n slightly, as the other voice in the room scoffed. “Turn that shit off princess, it ain’t worth watchin.” Katsuki huffed, tossing his gym bag in the hall closet. Y/n could hear his heavy footsteps, as the man stomped over toward the couch. Picking up her legs, Bakugo settled himself down, placing her feet in his lap. “You been layin here all day?” He questioned, leaning over to take off his work boots. Y/n in her pile of blankets only nodded, unwilling to give him a verbal response. “A blue day then?” He hummed, giving her legs a tap. “Guess that mean’s its ramen tonight.” He supplied, reaching into his pocket to dig out his phone. “I’m calling over the idiots, and if you’re up to it...you can finally tell us what happened.” He supplied, as Y/n wiggled her phone in agreeance. Happy that Katsuki wasn���t much of a pusher. 

Later that night found Y/n sitting in a circle, her best friend for years to her right, and her roommate to her left. When Bakugo said he was inviting the idiots, he meant his squad, and the Todoroki’s, the Todoroki boys refusing to acknowledge themselves as a squad. He also invited Momo, and surprisingly Monoma. She knew the two only got along for her sake. “We broke up, or rather...he broke-up with me, because he said it wasn’t “safe” for me to be with him.” Y/n stated, taking a sip of her beer. Monoma scoffed, rolling his eyes. “That’s bullshit. No one even knew you guys were together, save for us and some of his shitty friends.” The rest of the group nodded, Denki giving his two sense. “And even if people knew, they wouldn’t be able to pinpoint you, you’ve got your shields up all the time.” “That’s why I knew he was full of shit.” Y/n sighed, snuggling into Shinsou’s side. “He wanted to break-up because he was embarrassed of me.” “What the fuck.” Mina hissed, clenching her fist. “You guys have never really noticed, because he’s really good at putting on a face, but Izuku is kind of full of himself.” Y/n supplied, rolling her eyes. “When we first got together we agreed it would be better to hide our relationship, considering the fact that he was training to be a hero, and it could be dangerous for me, his gen-ed girlfriend.” “As the years went on, he made excuse after excuse, and I stupidly let them.” she laughed, a little sarcastically. “It seemed to work in his favor, now that he’s number 1; but it doesn’t give me the years I wasted back.” She sighed, as the group started mumbling to each other. “There’s no need for revenge tactics, I’m not even sure he’s aware that I had friends, let alone friends that knew we were even together.” She supplied, as Shinsou scoffed. “Then he’s a moron and doesn’t deserve the title of #1.” Y/n only laughed, as Katsuki reached out to take her hand. “Even if you feel like you wasted years, you can spend the next number of years getting that time back. Making  better memories without that shithead in them.” Y/n could only smile, giving the man’s hand a squeeze.

*6 months later*

“You ready to do this Toshi?” Y/n whispered, looking over at her best friend. The man looked pale, as he wiped his sweaty palms on his hands. He had planned a surprise proposal, for the love of his life. It took months of planning, and talking to the army of Todoroki’s for their approval. It had taken months of groveling, and a few choice words from Y/n, for the Todorki’s to finally give their blessing. “What if I fuck this up?” He mumbled, looking over at his best friend. “What if this is a mistake.” Behind him, Katsuki scoffed, reaching back to cuff him upside the head. “This isn’t a mistake you fucking idiot. He’s the love of your goddamn life.” Shinsou nodded, as Fuyumi alerted the room that Shoto was arriving. “He’s the love of my life.” Shinsou whispered to himself, giving Y/n’s hand a squeeze. “You didn’t have to hit him.” She whispered, as Katsuki gave her a wicked grin. “It was more of a confidence boost princess.” He grunted, laughing as she elbowed him. “Speaking of confidence boosts,” he grumbled, looking over at her. “I wanna take you out tomorrow princess. On a date.” Y/n’s eyes widened slightly in surprise, shock evident on her face. Before she could give him an answer, the door swung open and the room shouted in surprise, as Shoto was greeted to the sight of his friends and family, his boyfriend down on one knee with an open box in his hand. 

Before the photographer took a picture of the happy couple and Y/n, she leaned into Katsuki’s embrace, and whispered a yes, as she pressed a kiss to his cheek. Smiling wide for the camera as his hand settled on her waist, the camera clicked, blinding the three friends, momentarily. A few seconds after, Shinsou put it all together, and whooped, scooping Y/n up and spinning her around. Shoto stuck his hand out to shake Bakugo’s the blonde wearing a smug grin, confidence boost indeed.

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hello. character asks:

2, 4, and 7 for princezam

17 and 30 for one seth gordon. enjoy (:

I AM GOING TO BITE YOU <333 it is Autism Time alright alright okay!!!!!!

PrinceZam!

2) When I think I truly started to like them

Honestly, the exact moment slips me! He got in my head one day and then he Did Not Get Out. I did run back through my discord channel and apparently an hour and a half after starting Zam’s s3 POV I messaged “WHAT IS THIS, THE BULLY ZAM SERVER????” so I think about then! (I had already watched Clown’s POV and thought that Zam was oooo such an asshole oooo for his whole building walls bit and then you watch Zam and he is so wet and pathetic that all of a sudden he did nothing wrong ever) It did not take me long to go ah. Yeah this is The Guy. I’m gonna make a plushie of him and throw it at walls

4) How many people I ship them with

SO many people. SO many fucking people. I think if princezam makes it on a server and doesn’t act like a raging gay then he will crumble to ash and fall apart in the wind. That said I am particularly fond of the idea of clownzam. They’re two guys committed to a bit defined by their usernames (clown) (prince) while also somehow managing to be mortal enemies and homoerotic losers at the same time. Would love to see more out of them

7) A quote of them that you remember

Okay so this one is. Not even going to be remotely serious despite his ability to be gutwrenching and dramatic. There’s a lot of Zam quotes I love and remember (shoutout “YES! YES! YESSSS!! VINDICATION!!!!” my beloved) but there is one in particular. that I cannot escape from. One that frequently comes to mind. Hey guys. Uhm. “YO. LEO. LEO. IF YOU DON’T STOP SWINGING THAT SWORD AT ME RIGHT NOW MAN I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD I’M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS MAN I’M FUCKIN- I GOT I GOT I GOT LIKE FIFTEEN PEOPLE ON ME I’M NOT CLOWNPIERCE I CAN’T WIN THIS Y’KNOW LIKE I’M GETTING MY ASS BEAT I’VE GOT LIKE EVERYONE ON ME I DON’T KNOW I’M JUST SPAWNING PHANTOMS. I’M JUST TRYING TO SPAWN PHANTOMS. I DON’T SEE THE ISSUE. I PERSONALLY DON’T SEE THE ISSUE. I PERSONALLY DON’T EVEN SEE THE ISSUE I’M JUST TRYING TO SPAWN A COUPLE MOBS LIKE I DON’T EVEN SEE WHAT’S GOING ON—“

^^clip because his voice SELLS that shit. Luv this guy <3

Seth Gordon (the man the myth the legend <333)

17) What do you think their first word was?

For the jokes, I want to say his first word was fuck. His parents didn’t really care much about keeping their language in check, and I see him as one of the middle-younger kids of a big family, so all of his older brothers would be swearing already, and it would rub off on him. For the non jokes….. I think I would say his first word was dada. Give me a daddy’s boy Seth who had his father be his whole world for so many years only to be disappointed in the end that his father was just a man after all. He’s a Fox for a reason

30) The funniest scene they had?

OH MY GOD OKAY SO. Personally I am a fan of every scene he is in, and I think among his funniest are the ones where he drops everything to slug Kevin in the face. That said I think the funniest one is when he straight up hears Kevin's name and drags his ass out of deep sleep so he can fight him. There is NOTHING like a man and his homoerotic enemy who he hates with everything in him. Or maybe his funniest scene is the iconic "are you stupid" "yes" I'm sorry Seth you gotta deal with Neil being an absolute dumbass I'm not sure what else you expected. OR when Neil asked if Andrew and Renee were a thing and Seth looked like he might vomit. Or him flipping off their opponents and then Kevin. OR—[I am forcibly dragged off the stage. He could raise an eyebrow and I would probably find it funny]