#of course that isn't a surprise. But I didn't realize she was that strong in that way

[toastingpencils37]

So, when Kai broke the rock to get the blue crystals, he broke it against another rock.

But Wyldfyre literally just hit it with her hand and broke it with ease.

Damn she's strong.

[fuckmyskywalker]

my god, dad!anakin who catches reader with a boy! he kicks the boy out only to show you how you should really be fucked :(((

18+, Dark. Fauxcest/Stepcest. Mentions of "Virginity" check. Dead Dove do not eat.

I didn't add the exact "show you how you should really be fucked", because I already have a small blurb similar to that sentence, but I had this small thot and I hope it's okay;)!

He slams the front door, hands shaking and brows furrowed. Dad!Anakin storms back to the living room, standing in front of you and crossing his strong arms over his chest. His boot furiously taps on the carpet, and you know he is waiting for you to stop staring dumbly at your lap and meet his gaze.

"Dad, I—" You try to come up with an apology, but the moment you raise your eyes the words die instantly in your throat. He is beyond pissed.

"We only have two rules in this house," Anakin says through gritted teeth. The sound of his boot on the carpet is like a nervous tick, and if you weren't paralyzed, you'd probably be biting your nails. "Can you tell me what those rules are?"

You gulp and nod. This is so embarrassing. Why can't he be a normal father and just scold you and send you to your room? Isn't that easier? It is, but Anakin wouldn't pass the opportunity to remind you who is in charge. He raised you. Anakin could say he «owns» you and you wouldn't even protest—

You are scared, which is normal, he just got home to find his precious angel with some stupid boy sneaking his dirty hands between your legs, kissing what belongs to him. Anakin's blood is boiling, but he knows he can't lose control, he needs to teach you a lesson. Dad needs to show his little princess what happens when she breaks a rule.

"Don't stay up late and no boys allowed," You recite out loud, rubbing your palms on your thighs nervously. Breaking one rule is already bad enough, but it's... roughy an hour and a half after midnight, so you are on a roll tonight.

"Two simple rules," Anakin reaches down to cup your face, gripping your chin roughly and leaning closer. "Two simple damn rules that exist for a reason."

His blue eyes are on fire, his touch isn't gentle nor caring like it always is; it's dangerous, it screams "you are in trouble" in big red letters. Anakin pushes your face back, causing your back to hit the cushions of the couch. The sudden abrupt act surprises you, but you decide to stay silent.

He takes a seat next to you, reaching for the hem of your shirt and lifting it, you obey wordlessly, letting him look at your expose chest. The weight of his stare burns, and you realize that your father is checking of any trace of hickeys, bites, anything. He grabs your jaw again, twisting your neck and continuing his searching, making sure you are untouched.

"Take off your bra."

"What?" Your voice finally finds a certain strength mixed with incredulity. "Why?"

"Do it."

Your fingers tremble as you unclasp the undergarment, letting it fall next to you. Anakin wastes no time to cup your breasts and give them a firm squeeze, rubbing your nipples against his calloused palms until they stand hard and sensitive.

"D–Dad?" You breathe out, puffing your chest as his thumbs rolls the hard nubs.

"Did he touched you like this?" He asks huskily, bringing his face to the curve of your neck and licking your soft, scented skin. "I don't think he did. He looked too busy trying to slide his hands down your jeans."

You shake your head, letting out the first tentative moan. "N–No. He didn't."

He smirks at the admission, of course he smirks. He knows how immature and rushed kids are these days. They don't know how to properly treat a princess like you.

"Take off your jeans, and your underwear too," Anakin pinches your nipples harder this time, if his intentions are to hurt you... he is really fulfilling them.

"Why?" There you go again questioning him. He is just trying to teach you a lesson.

"I need to know you are still intact."

[inmaki]

gojo fic dropping jan 3 (POSTED!) here is a sneak peek of whats to cum, if u wanna be tagged comment or send me an ask!!!!

back when satoru and you were just friends, he liked to make it very clear to your circle of peers that he wasn't just good at sex.

no — according to himself, he was some kind of sex god, to match his power level in sorcery, of course.

and obviously, who was anyone to think otherwise? the great gojo satoru; such a cocky and confident demeanour paired with luscious white hair, piercing blue eyes, and a tall sculpted body that other guys at the gym double-take at. him..? a virgin? hah! good one.

satoru believes that he's done a rather spectacular job at keeping his reputation sky-high.

the only problem was.. now he had a girlfriend with high expectations to please.

since the day you'd gotten together - going multiple months strong — satoru was starting to sweat more and more knowing that his rather crucial fabrication was bound to be brought up sooner or later. you had your needs just like him, and satoru wouldn't blame you if you were a bit worried about why he hasn't initiated anything; y'know, since he was supposedly eros in human form and all that.

little did you know, your boyfriend felt equally frustrated. for slightly different reasons.

"bro, it'd be hot if she was a virgin, but me?!" flopping back against the armrest, gojo lets out a theatrical groan while his best friend — the only other person to know of his dark secret — snickers against the cushions nearby.

"everything'd be fine if you didn't pretend to be some incubus that gets girls to cum with a snap of his finger," geto quips unhelpfully.

satoru lifts his head, sneering when he realizes that the raven-haired man was much too busy scrolling on his phone to notice how he's resting a pair of dirty shoes on his white couch. "that would be pretty cool..” when he only receives a disgusted glance, he huffs, suddenly feeling a bit vulnerable as his thoughts wander further. "how'm i even gonna tell her? what if she doesn't trust me anymore?"

at last, suguru looks up with a hint of sympathy in his eyes. "you know y/n isn't like that. just.. wait for her to initiate something and go with the flow," he advises, lips curling into a knowing smirk.

"you find a way to be good at everything, anyway, toru. she'll be begging for you in no time."

as usual, geto knows him too well judging by the way his last few words have gojo shooting up from the sofa with a grin. "ya think so?"

"hell yeah, man." the two idiots end the discussion by dapping each other up, a determined gleam in both of their eyes.

sorry this is short but i gotta leave the good stuff a surprise <\3 finally my kpop smut blog skills r coming in handy.. i may be rusty tho i apologize

[redr0sewrites]

Hashiras Reacting to Reader Calling Them Pretty Hcs

Demon slayer hashiras reactions to you praising them/calling them pretty!

🥀Characters: All of the Hashiras (minus Muichiro) x reader (seperate)

🥀CW: none, just fluff!

Giyuu

Giyuu is sooo easy to fluster with praise

he lacks praise and compliments a lot, hes pretty socially inept and isn't great at interacting with others so the second you praise him or compliment him his brain short circuits!

giyuu realizes how happy your praise makes him, and starts trying to praise you in return, its really cute seeing him stumble over himself attempting to compliment you

he is completely unaware of how pretty he is, and when you tell him hes pretty he doesnt believe you at first

after you call him pretty for the first time, he just kinda blinks at you

it takes time for him to adjust to it tbh, and he'll flush a pretty pink anytime you whisper to him how pretty he is, and what a good, pretty boy he is

i honestly feel like giyuu is more insecure than even he acknowledges, and whenever you call him pretty or compliment him in general he truly takes it to heart, and over time he ever so slowly begins to like himself more<3

"Youre so pretty Giyuu!" Your words ring in his ears as he stands there, completely frozen in surprise. His ocean eyes bear into yours, and for a second your scared that you made him uncomfortable. Giyuu blinks, and a pretty pink flushes the tips of his ears and cheeks. "You.. really think so?" His voice is soft, yet he forces himself to maintain eye contact with you. Now its your turn to blush. "Of course I do! Giyuu, your the prettiest person I know!" Giyuu swears his heart skips a beat, and a rare smile forms on his face. "I... thank you. I think you are very pretty as well." You cant stop the smile that blooms on your face, and you rush to practically tackle Giyuu in a hug.

Tengen

Listen, this egotistical mf KNOWS hes gorgeous

however, when you call him pretty Tengen takes it to heart much more than anyone else

He truly cares what you think of him, and while he knows hes attractive, whenever you say it he swears his heart soars

Tengen will scoop you up in his arms, pressing kisses to your face and making you laugh as he practically begs you to say it again

He will tease you about it as well, Tengen loves seeing you flustered about how attracted you are to him

Overall, he showers you in compliments as well

You and all of his wives dont go a day without hearing how gorgeous and strong you all are, and when the tables are turned Tengen truly does enjoy the praise

"Fuck, Tengen, you're so pretty.." Tengen stopped his training, turning towards you with a cocky grin on his face. "What'd you say, doll?" You flushed, turning away to hide your red face as your lover approached you. He was coated in a sheen of sweat, and he had foregone his shirt due to the summer heat. "Nothing! I didn't say anything," you grumbled. He laughed, eyes shining as he grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him. "Oh, I think you did say something! Its very un-flamboyant of you to lie baby~ now, are you gonna tell me or not?" He smirked, leaning down to be face to face with you so your lips were only inches apart. "Its nothing really..." you meet his eyes, swallowing softly from the tension of being so close together. "I just said that youre pretty.." Tengen barked out a laugh, still smiling as he scooped you up in his arms. You screeched, wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. "Say it again~"

Shinobu

Like Tengen, shinobu is aware of her beauty, but perhaps not as egotistical as him

She is subconsciously aware that she's attractive, but looks never really mattered to her anyway so she never really bothered to care about her appearance

Now though, with you in her life, whenever you compliment her looks she feels a strange fuzzy feeling inside

Shinobu adores your praises, and finds herself wanting to be pretty for you. She'll model an outfit for you, getting dressed up for no real reason other than to hear the sweet words that spill from your mouth

whenever you call her pretty, she truly, genuinely believes you and it honestly shocks her how much she trusts you

Shinobu is better at expressing her feelings through actions rather than emotions, and while she may not compliment you as often, she still makes it known how gorgeous she thinks you are, inside and out

Shinobu was humming softly, her morning had been rather pleasant and she was excited to see you. You had promised to stop by after you current mission, which had lasted for a week. "Nobu!!" Your voice made her turn, and a genuine smile graced her features as you pulled her into a sweet kiss. You sigh, seperating your lips only to lean your forehead against hers, looking into her dazzling eyes. "Shinobu, your so pretty." Your compliment startled her slightly, and she blinked, heart beating just a but faster as she pulled you into a kiss again. She pulled away, a thin trail of spit seperating both of your lips. One of her hands moved to caress your cheek, and the other gently gripped your hair as you both stared into eachothers eyes, enjoying the precious moment you had together.

Rengoku

Your praising him for once? wow

Seriously though, Rengoku is the ultimate bf when it comes to praise

He loves expressing his affection for you, and isn't afraid to tell you that he thinks your stunning

Whenever you compliment him, he always returns your energy in earnest, whether your acknowledging his looks or his skill or anything in between, Rengoku is quick to fire back a sweet, thoughtful compliment of his own

Rengoku doesn't care too much about his looks, though he does try to put in some effort

whenever you call him pretty, the biggest smile forms on his face and he laughs out loud

after you call him pretty, Rengoku sweeps you up into his arms and gives you a tight bear hug while kissing the top of your head and whispering sweet nothings to you

"Rengoku, can you come hear please?" You call out to your boyfriend, and he appears in the doorway almost instantly. "Can help you lift this with me?" You motion to the large table you had just finished building, and he nodded enthusiastically. Within a metter of minutes, the table had been settled and Rengoku was beaming at you. "Thank you so much baby," you smile, wrapping your arms around his neck and gently kissing his cheek. You sigh, looking into his eyes as he pulls you close, the two of you slowly dancing to non-existent music as you relished in the comfort of eachothers embraced. "Rengoku, youre so pretty." The words slipped past your lips without a second thought, and your boyfriend grinned impossibly wider. He laughed, cupping your face with both of his large, gentle hands and pressing a swift kiss to your forehead. "How could my beauty ever compare to yours, sweet flame? You are ethereal!"

Mitsuri

Mitsuri gets extremely flustered whenever you praise her! Her whole face is red and she is shaking in embarrassment whenever you call her pretty<3

She doesnt believe you at first, how could someone like her ever be pretty to someone as stunning as you?

Her bubbly nature attracts all kinds of people to her, and while she gets plenty of attention most of it is for her body rather than her. However, when you call her pretty, she knows that you're talking about all of her, even the imperfections

I think she would squeal in delight when you call her pretty, and while she is very embarrassed she also thinks its so sweet you think of her that way

Praise in general makes her super happy, and she tries to praise you a lot too!

"What do you think?" You showed Mitsuri the cake you had made for her, and she looked as though she was about to pass out in delight. "Its perfect!!! It looks so delicious, I love you so so so sooo much!!!!" Mitsuri was bouncing up and down, cheeks a pretty pink as she ogled at the sugary heaven in front of her. You smiled to yourself, enjoying every second of her happiness and admiring her own sweetness. "Mitsuri, you really are pretty!" She squeaked, staring at you as her whole face turned bright red. "Wha- whats making you say that all of a sudden???" She brought her hands to her cheeks, squirming in embarrassment as you giggled. "Nothing! I just think your pretty." Mitsuri yelped, tackling you im a hug and nuzzling her head into the crook of your neck in embarrassment. You smiled, gently running your hand through her hair absentmindedly as she pulled away, cheeks still rosy. "I think youre really pretty too.."

Obanai

Whenever you call him pretty, Obanai tries to act all calm and collected yet in his mind hes freaking tf out

He'll look away from you, desperately trying to avoid eye contact

Obanai is incredibly grateful that his bandages cover his blush, yet you can still see a soft pink on the tips of his ears

Calling him pretty is something really intimate between you two, especially considering his scars and imperfections

He never really sees himself as pretty, yet when you say it Obanai feels as though he ascended to another realm

Call him pretty when he takes his bandages off, and he might break down a little

Obanai truly trusts you and feels safe with you, and youre one if the few people who has seen him with his bandages off

Because of this, he really values your opinion and whenever you compliment him about anything he takes your thoughts very seriously

Obanai sighed, slowly removing the wrapping from his face. Kaburamaru hissed softly, curling into the crook of his neck as he placed the bandages down onto the counter in front of him. Around others, he hid the scars that disgusted him but when he was around you, in the comfort of your home, he could truly be himself. You slowly approached him from behind, humming softly to alert him of your presence. Obanai turned to face you, and you reached up to cup his cheeks. Your face crinkled in a smile, gently running your thumb over his scars and leaning in to press a kiss over each of them. Ovanai sighed, turning his head to press a kiss to each hand cupping his face. "Youre so pretty Obanai," you say softly, pulling him into an embrace. "Is that what you think?" he whispers softly in your ear, and you nod. He let out a shaky sigh, burying his head in the crook of your neck as Kaburamaru rested their head atop yours in an embrace. His breathing slowed as he allowed himself to melt into your touch, finally relaxing after a stressful day. "I love you so much, you know that?"

Sanemi

Calling him pretty can go one of two ways. Sanemi will either deny it and go feral, or he will get super flustered and deny being flustered

listen. hes confident af. he knows that hes fucking hot. we have ALL seen his boob window and sexy scars. sanemi KNOWS hes fine as hell, but pretty? if you call him pretty, hes honestly shocked

if you called him pretty around others, he would probably try to deny it and he would be kinda incredulous to the idea

however if you both are alone, and you play your cards right, you might unlock flustered sanemi

he'll blush, pretending to be annoyed but he cant deny that his heart feels like he just ran a marathon

compliments in general get him flustered while simultaneously boosting his ego x10

sanemi really really likes it when you compliment him, esp when your complimenting his appearance but he will NEVER admit it

Sanemis head lay in your lap as he dozed, your fingers gently running through his unruly hair. It was rare to see sanemi with his guard down, his eyelids drooping as he began to nod off. He looked so gentle and ethereal, whisps his white hair falling on his face. "You look so pretty Nemi," you say, gently massaging his scalp with your nails. Sanemi moans softly at the feeling of your affectionate touch, nuzzling into your lap for a second before he suddenly stiffened. "What the fuck did you just say?" Sanemi bolted upright, sitting in front of you and trying to look angry, yet his flushed cheeks gave him away. "I said you were pretty!" you repeated matter-of- factly. "Huh?! What the fuck- no I'm not!" Sanemi's cheeks were burning a beautiful red, and you pulled him back down into your lap. He grumbled, but quickly melted into your gentle caresses as you continued to run your fingers through his hair. The sleepy atmosphere soon returned, yet Sanemi's face remained a pretty, flushed pink. "My pretty boy," you coo, giggling to yourself as he glared at you lazily. "Shut the fuck up," Sanemi grumbled lovingly.

Gyomei

Gyomei would be pleased that you think he is pretty, but since hes blind he doesn't truly understand what you mean

in his eyes, everyone is pretty and equally beautiful, so while your compliment is touching to him, he doesn't truly understand it

however, he begins to realize that you think hes pretty not just because of his looks, but because of other traits too

such as his strength and intelligence, his faith and his gracefulness.

Gyomei calls you pretty too, while he cant see you, he believes with all of his might that you are the prettiest person in the entire world

your aura and your overall soul truly makes him see you as a beautiful person regardless of looks, and gyomei compliments you often

"There you are!" You called out to Gyomei, who appeared to be sitting under a tree, enjoying the scents and sounds of the beautiful landscape. "I was looking for you!" Gyomei turned towards the sound of your voice, a gentle smile forming on his face despite the constant tears streaming down his face. "Apologies, my soul. Ive missed you very much!" You grin at his words, approaching him as he stood to his full height. Your reach out to embrace him, letting him wrap his arms around you as you melt against his large form. Rough hands trace up your sides as Gyomei presses a kiss to the top of your head, and you pull away to stafe up at him in adoration. "You truly are pretty Gyomei, inside and out." Your words are gentle, meant for his ears and his ears alone. He hums in response, rubbing soft circles against your back with his large hands. "So are you, my dove."

HELPPP GIYUUS IS SO SHORT AND HES LITERALLY MY FAV <\\\3 i feel like im shadowbanned or sum cuz like nothing ive been posting has been getting notes 😭 is it obvious i am SO BAD at writing for Gyomei????? anyways, i hope you enjoyed!!! PLEASE SEND IN MORE DEMON SLAYER REQS IM BEGGING YOUUU!!! (ALSO VOTE IN THE POLL FOR WHAT I SHOULD WRITE NEXT!)

[mororlesbian]

I think that what the PJO TV series is doing, at least so far, is impressing just how dangerous monsters are to young demigods and how lucky our main trio is in surviving this long. The books did this too, of course, but when comparing them to the TV series and the minor changes made when adapting them and being able to fully realize that yes these are 12 year old kids facing ancient terrors ready and willing to murder them, they accomplish slightly different things. Namely, in TLT, the Disney+ adaptation shows us the dangers of the world demigods live in, while the books communicate, sometimes unintentionally, just how strong Percy is and how much potential he has.

For instance, the Furies. Mrs. Dodds is the first monster Percy faces in both, that stays the same. However, in the books, Alecto takes Percy away to a secluded place, interrogates him, then tries to kill him. In the series, for simplicity's sake, we skip the seclusion and jump straight to the interrogation. Percy, scared and confused out of his mind for good reason, stumbles and falls over, and manages to stab Alecto before she reaches the killing stage, taking her by surprise. IN THE BOOK, Percy immediately starts fighting for his life. He dodges a godsdamn Fury, catches a pen out of the air, and then does 'the only thing that [comes] naturally': SWINGS THE SWORD and KILLS A FURY. A reminder that Furies, in the original myths, were ancient creatures of violence and destruction that Athena herself had to pacify, thus earning them the moniker 'Kindly Ones.' And Percy, a 12 year old child, kills one with no training. Like, yes, she clearly didn't expect him to be armed, but she's older than the Olympians. She and her sisters hunted Thalia down, too, so it isn't like she's out of practice or something. Percy just has killer instincts and intrinsic talent to match. This sets a little bit of a different tone going forward: where in the show, Percy survives purely by catching Alecto off guard, showing the full danger of the world and the monsters and gods within it, in the book, he beats a Fury with just about every disadvantage imaginable. He's still terrified, and it effectively communicates just how much danger a demigod is in at any given moment, but it also shows that Percy is ridiculously dangerous in his own right.

The bus encounter takes this a step further. Whereas the book places Percy, Annabeth, and Grover in imminent danger, the show takes a different approach, instead opting for the Furies' goal to be somewhat clear, to the point of Alecto talking to Annabeth and proposing a deal. Annabeth, with all the skill of 5 years of training, distracts a Fury and lands a knife throw, but even as the trio escapes, Alecto is largely unconcerned. She lets their diversion play out, allows them to run, and confronts them at Medusa's lair knowing full well that she has the upper hand. She's not distracted, she knows every trick each of the questers could pull out. To her knowledge, there is absolutely no way they can win as they are, and the audience recognizes this by the way she acts. The only way they beat her is by, once again, taking her by surprise. Medusa's severed head made invisible is something Alecto never expected, and thus the danger of the world and the luck and genius of our trio is reinforced. The bus scene in the book, though, continues with the trend of making Percy an inexperienced threat to the status quo. Upon revealing himself, the Furies hesitate. Dodds wraps her burning whip around his hand, impeding him and making his hand feel like it was 'wrapped in molten lead', but Percy is still able to fend off both of her sisters at once, knocking one away and killing the other. Again, these monsters are older that the Olympians and wildly dangerous. Annabeth and Grover both take on Alecto, and in the time it takes for them to restrain her, Percy kills the third Fury and has a moment to tell Dodds to eat his pants in Latin. It's a tense encounter, and the risk posed to all three heroes is felt throughout, but once again, Percy is shown to be a force unto himself, taking out two Furies with his sword hand not at full capability.

The books definitely aren't always the most accurate in terms of in-universe power balancing, but I think we can look at The Lightning Thief like this. Book!Percy is an example of why Big Three children were forbidden. With no and minimal training, and very little in the element of surprise, he manages to amass kills on all three Furies. The world is deadly, and the books and his narration definitely get that point across, but it also gives us a glance of what Percy has the potential to be, if he survives long enough to grow into it. The series, with the visual of three literal children on a quest while being hunted by terrors, some older than anybody they know, including Mr. D and Chiron, shows us exactly why Camp Half-Blood's population is so sparse and young, why Thalia never made it to safety, why Luke's quest was the last until now, and why the gods ignoring their children is such an issue, aside from the obvious of making their kids feel unloved and unwanted. Their world is hazardous, and the demigods are in constant danger outside of Camp. The Furies are relentless, only able to be beaten when caught off guard and largely unconcerned by the heroes they face. Monsters are forces of nature, overcome with a combination of luck, surprise, and skill. The danger is pervasive, even in media made suitable for kids, and the alternative perspective this medium is able to take is going to make the progression of the series so satisfying.

[saenity]

— SHOTS FIRED

. ﾟ｡ ₍ 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪 ₎ ｡ﾟ. an ishigami senku x reader fic

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。synopsis : an unexpected turn of events happened in your arrival at corn city. and it includes someone you love getting shot.

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。warnings : manga spoilers! (ch. 160) , gender neutral reader, mean reader, blood and injuries, arguments, anxiety, angst, violence, guns, established relationship, grammar errors

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。word count : 1.7k

"a sniper! we’ve got a sniper!" ryusui was answered with screams of terror and a panicked crowd. this alerted the sniper residing deep inside the forest with his gun ready to fire. 

"quickly! hide and find some cover!" you shouted to keep the shaken crowd away from danger. looking around, you noticed luna and senku are the ones who haven't took cover to the potential death they might face.

"what are you guys waiting for? hide!" senku immediately went down the ground leaving luna the last one standing up. with an annoyed grunt your were about to pull her down with you to keep her safe when a hard realization struck you.

despite the adrenaline coursing in your system, you noticed her line of sight is looking straight toward the forest as if she was looking directly at someone. it registered you that the enemies' goal is not to spy but to smoke the scientist out.  

looking abruptly towards senku if he's completely out of these sniper's sight, you know the person behind the gun isn't dumb and would later catch on that senku’s the one real scientist. 

no … i must protect him … please not him … 

but it's too late.

before you could start crawling to cover him, the bullet already hit him straight. the sack he's hugging has holes in it and there’s blood coming out his mouth. 

you couldn't breathe… senku has been shot… no… No… NO!

"magma! kinro! carry him inside!" you're shaking but you remind yourself to stay calm. You should be the first person to know how a clouded mind wouldn’t achieve anything. you can hear ryusui reminding everyone to keep it together and take it as an opportunity to strike back at the enemy as they have an idea that the main scientist is down.

"sure you ain't wrong… it might be our chance, but how could we move on from this?" concern and anxiety is evident in the ex-policeman's voice. it didn't help that ginro's statement added up to everyone's anxiety.

"if nothing else, we gotta dig up a grave for senku." it didn't help that ginro's statement added up to everyone's anxiety. but to everyone's surprise, ryusui let out a. lighthearted laugh and looked at senku. "don't bury him just yet!" the familiar scoff of a certain leek caught everyone's attention. 

"heh heh heh, i ain't dead yet dummies” despite his weakened state, senku has enough strength to speak with a blooded face. 

"the fragments passed right through me, nice and clean." panting for air, his face scrunched in discomfort due to the pain of his wounds. his strong facade withers as the pain continues to spread on his body. taiju and francois was quick to provide aid to him to avoid more blood loss.

you took it this time to collect yourself and prepare the basic medical equipment to administer an operation to remove the fragments still inside him. it would be dangerous to keep the fragments inside as it may cause an infection.

francois finished up bandaging senku but there's still a look of worry on the butler's countenance. "i've administered basic first aid… but anything further requires a trained medical professional." the butler themself is aware there's nothing much they can do.

with a soft touch, you placed a hand on francois's shoulder and gave them a reassuring smile. "don't worry, i'm here." you were answered with a hopeful look by not only francois but everyone.

you looked at the remaining people in the power team. "please carry him put inside him inside a clean room. i can't operate him on the floor." with a nod they followed your orders.

as you were about to wash up and prepare for the operation, the voice of the captain called you. ryusui has the look on his face that says 'it's all up to you'. you looked at him with encouragement and proceeded to prepare.

"francois, if you don't mind. would you prepare new clothes for senku? and a basin of water with fresh clean rags."

"as you wish, master y/n" as francois complies with your orders, you went to the room where senku is residing. what shocks you is the sight of an unwanted guest from the enemy's side. she's looking at your boyfriend with tears encasing her eyes, it’s either because of guilt or joy but what you  can decipher is the admiration in her eyes. What’s there to admire when someone got shot?!  you made your presence known accompanied with a glare when both of your eyes met.

luna’s the  one who spoke first between the two of you. “u-uh, I’m a medical student! I would like to provide some help…” is she joking right now? 

with a deadpan look, you scoffed at her that shocked her. “do you think I even have an ounce of will to trust you right now?”  you couldn’t hide your disbelief in your voice. you close the distance between each other and couldn’t control your cool anymore.

“if you think i would let you near with senku, you better think again. you came from the enemy’s side and contributed to their violent plans. you wouldn’t spy on us without a plan right? Answer me luna!” 

“i-i… i’m sorry! you’re right I knew they’re gonna snipe the scientist…” tears are now falling from the young woman’s eyes. it may sound so evil but you don’t feel any guilt at all because of the anger you are feeling right now. you may regret your words later but you need to let all of the stress let out.

you gave luna a smile, “and since you’re so kind to offer help, i hope you can use that kindness to understand why I’m being like this to you, right? because you’re a kind and capable woman, you realize not everyone who is welcome here can easily gain people’s trust.” the heavy sarcasm in your voice.

“so luna, i don’t want see you near around senku until he can walk and speak properly? i don’t want you close to him to avoid any hidden agenda you might have under your sleeves.” with that luna ran off crying. behind you, there was an audience who heard your fight with luna.

this is the first time they saw you lose composure. you were always cool and calm even in the most pressuring times. and seeing you out of character is new to their eyes. you look at them with no emotion in your eyes and gestured to francois to enter. they understand the distress you’re feeling right now as they’ve seen the progress of your relationship with senku.

placing the basin on a table near the bed, francois smiled softly and bowed as they leave the room. leaving you with senku alone.

“aren’t you going to scold me mr. scientist for being mean?” you joked lightly as you unwrap the bandage to clean off the blood at the surroundings of his wounds.

you were answered with a scoff and a soft look. senku knows you hate it when he gets hurt, you never failed to show your concern even before the petrification. when he trips down the stairs a chain of “do you feel any pain?”, “is there discomfort every time you step?”, “should we go to the school nurse?”

it was your second nature to take care of everyone around you and it shows a lot when you chose to take a health allied high school. where the students are being prepared for medical school. you were nurturing and doting, that’s what made senku admire you a lot besides one of the few people who would keep up to his science ramblings. 

seeing you this worried was not new to him, but losing your composure is. When you get this stressed it only means it took a big toll on you. And there’s a heavy feeling on his chest seeing you like this, so lost and in pain but still would do their duty. 

“heh… heh… do your job doctor, i’m completely in your hands.” you proceeded to remove the bullet fragments surely and carefully. With no anesthesia in stone age, you have to be quick to patch senku up. you can feel the phantom pain every hiss and grunt of pain he lets out.

fortunately, it didn’t took a long time to remove the fragments. after stitching and bandaging up, you gave him water to ease his throat. 

“i know you have something important to make us to do, wasting time isn’t good right now, right?” you said. 

“yeah… anytime they can move right now and we should be prepared.” you hummed and stood up. “I’ll let a few people to relay the messages to everyone, make haste okay?” holding his hand and giving him a firm squeeze. 

“you still need to rest…” your softly whispered. you want to cry. and he knows.

squeezing your hand back, you heard him answer you with assurance that he will. you nodded and walked outside his room. everyone was waiting patiently and looked at you with concern. you don’t know if its for you or senku, or could be for the both of you.

“senku has an important message to relay,” you started. “i’ll let a few people inside to avoid his room being crowded, please share to everyone what he needs to say.” you finishes off and immediately left the scene to catch a breath. you can’t be with the crown right now, you want to cry everything out.

this could be the scariest moment of your life. you saw him get shot. and it replays in your mind like a broken record. you didn’t notice the tears that were pouring out of your eyes and the  choked breathes you were letting out. your knees gave out making you fall down the floor. leaning against the wall, your hands covered your face and continued to cry. a much needed cry.

you were engulfed with a hug, a very familiar one. yuzuriha knows how much it breaks you seeing someone you love nearly die. she listened to you let out all of the distress and hoped her hug is enough to let you know you’re not alone. without saying a word you hugged her back with the same intensity. 

as you cry your heart out, you wish no one gets hurt the same way again. If only you could catch the bullets that threaten to kill the people you love…

[httpsdana]

𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬~𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐭 𝟖

summary: Barça players and talented footballers. Souls meet and sparks fly. But there's always a twist when it comes to love isn't there?

pairing: Ferran Torres x Gonzalez!Reader

warnings: cursing, slight age gap, angst

previous part -> next part

Ferran and y/n have now hung out a few times now. They didn't have much choices to go out because of the media and mostly Pedri.

y/n was so comfortable around Ferran now. She didn't feel shy as much and can be herself around him without feeling weird about it.

"hey precosia. how are you?" Ferran said through the phone, when y/n picked up his call.

"hey Fer. I'm fine. just a bit tired" she sighed, flopping down on her couch.

"everything okay? what happened?" he asked, his voice laced with worry

She smiled at his affection, feeling lucky to have mer him.

"yeah just had an intense training session before our champions league game" she said

"i wanted to ask if you'd come over but if you're tired maybe I can come?" he suggested.

"yeah of course. I'd love some company" she smiled

"deal. I'll be there in no time" he said

"I'll be waiting. drive safe" she bid goodbye before hanging up

y/n organized her room and the living room a bit before Ferran arrives, and ordered them some pizza

After a few minutes, the door knocked and Ferran was on the other side of the door.

"hey come in. the pizza is about to arrive" y/n widened the door. Ferran smiled and stepped on, giving her a hug and taking off his jacket.

The pizza soon arrived, and they sat down to eat, drinking some coke alongside the food.

Halfway through their food, the door knocked. y/n's heart dropped as she didn't expect anyone

"expecting anyone?" Ferran furrowed his eyebrows. y/n shook her head anxiously and got up.

She looked through the peephole. Only to see Pedri and Fernando standing their.

"fuck" she whispered, running back to the living room

"Pedri is here. hide in my room, or the closet. whatever just don't get our until I text you" she said quickly before Ferran took his phone and ran to her room

She hid his jacket in one of the drawers of the living room and ran to the door

She took a deep breath then opened the door

"Pedri, Fernando. didn't know you guys were coming over" she faked a smile, letting them in.

"yeah we thought we might surprise you actually" Pedri said, dropping down on her couch

Fernando sat next to him, watching y/n's uncomfortable expression

"you were eating pizza?" Pedri asked, grabbing a piece and starting to munch on it

y/n nodded, her eyes then widening when she saw Ferran's cup of coke still there. She didn't say a thing, hoping they won't notice it.

"for who's this?" Pedri said suspiciously, pointing towards the extra cup

think y/n think. think of a believable lie.

she cleared her throat before speaking up

"uh my neighbor was actually over and we were just eating pizza before she had to go" y/n said slowly, realizing she actually said a good lie

"you're friends with your neighbor now? who even is she?" Pedri asked more questions making her roll her eyes

"yes we're friends you just don't know her now stop asking so many questions" she said, grabbing Ferran's cup and taking it to the kitchen

Fernando followed her, stopping her from going back to the living room

"is Ferran here?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at her.

She felt her stomach drop when he spoke.

"w-what?" she stuttered, mentally slapping herself for making it obvious.

"he's here isn't he? or did he leave?" Fernando smirked, raising his eyebrows

y/n let out a sigh, running her hands across her face

"how did you know?" she asked

"well the cologne is strong in the living room and it's obvious it is a man's cologne. you should be thankful Pedri is too stupid to notice it. where is he anyways?" he asked, making y/n groan

"he's in my room somewhere" she said, hugging herself with her arms, feeling uncomfortable with Fernando knowing about it.

"I'll take Pedri and we'll leave. Make sure to tell me everything next time" he warned her, pointing a finger towards her face. She smiled and nodded gratefully at him

They walked back to the living room, Fernando slapping the back of Pedri's head.

"get up we're leaving" he told him

"but we just arrived" Pedri complained, making y/n roll her eyes

"i remembered I have plans, and you're taking me there. get up and stop complaining" Fernando replied.

They hugged y/n goodbye, her whispering a low thank you to Fernando.

When they left, y/n let out a sigh and ran to her room. She slowly opened the door, only to be met with Ferran asleep in her bed, the blanket covering his body as he hugged one of her pillows.

She felt her heart melt at his cute pout, grabbing her phone slightly from her pocket, and taking a picture of him.

She left him asleep and watched a show in her living room until he woke up.

(next chapter is quite intense)

[ro-rogue]

i have very mixed feelings about the new bostin confrontation that got john expelled.

it is portrayed as the worst of john's actions in new bostin, his lowest, most violent moment. and while that last part is not untrue, i feel like the confrontation is a lot more complicated than just john going insane.

by that point, john had already been king for a little while, and he was absolutely terrible at it. (i've written before on why i think that is, and even his objectively horrible actions here were not excusable but understandable.) claire decided he needed to be stopped, and she gathered a bunch of their schoolmates to confront him, as her vision had shown. then, instead of trying to talk it out, zirian (one of the people she had gathered, for some reason) immediately attacked john, and everything devolved from there.

now, a few things stick out to me here:

first of all, claire took zirian with her to confront john. the question is: why? john and zirian had already fought on multiple occassions, and last time they fought, john had beaten zirian. did claire think seeing someone john defeated in a fair fight would make him realize he was a horrible person? did she think that if people saw zirian, they too would be willing to confront john? but wouldn't those people then think they were going to beat john up? did she not realize that if people believed her lie enough to follow her, they would be prepared to act on it too? i really struggle with her thought process here.

next, zirian thought that they could beat john if they all worked together. this supports my theory that the kids in new bostin had absolutely no idea how powerful a god-tier was. the wellston kids would never try to gang up like that on pre-ability loss seraphina - they knew she was too strong.

however, they did gang up on john at least sixteen-to-one (in episode 185, the shot with the most classmates shows sixteen people). when claire was telling the story to seraphina, she made it sound like it was completely unreasonable that john assumed that a group of people who all hated him, at least some of whom he had fought before, including the former king, would want to attack and overthrow him. "he refused to listen" is true, and something john has struggled with a lot both before and after the ambush, but to be honest, in his shoes, i also wouldn't have believed claire.

moreover, he is criticized for going too far in beating them up, but imo that mostly applies to claire and adrion, who weren't actually attacking him. the other fifteen kids were very clearly willing to hurt him just as much as he ended up hurting them. besides, they were attacking him fifteen-to-one, with claire standing to the side - what was john supposed to do? hold back?

the answer, of course, is yes: he should've. it was absolutely not right for him to go that far. but we must understand that john was sixteen, stressed, hurt, and facing people who were likely his former bullies, in the sense that everyone used to bully him.

(plus claire, who gathered everyone there, and how was he supposed to know that she didn't mean for it to turn out like that? and plus adrion, who called the authorities on him, which was objectively a good decision, but it can be hard to see it that way when you're the one who the cops are being called on)

in addition to that, if seraphina or even arlo had been ganged up on like that, no one would be surprised if they, too, fucked up their opponents. (remember that turf war back in episode 17/18/something? where arlo clearly wasn't just going to stop hurting rein, not until seraphina physically stopped him?) john was out of control and very much Not Okay, but his handling of the ambush actually seems to be quite typical for a god-tier.

so to conclude, the new bostin ambush/confrontation was more complex than simply john going crazy, and while both he and claire definitely think that he is the only one at fault there and he acted completely irrationally, that isn't actually the case, and uno readers should be aware that we are viewing the story from the perspectives of biased and thus unreliable narrators.

[seramilla]

So Sera and Carmilla meet up after thousands of years apart and Carmilla seeing Emily is trying to find away to ask who the other Angelic parent is and since heaven is probably strict on these things who Sera ended up married to. (She's not jealous much) Eventually Sera realizes what Carmilla is trying to know and tells her Emily was made not born and is her sister and Sera hasn't had any luck with anyone after her.

Sera can't say she's surprised to see that her former lover has children. Carmilla fell from Heaven thousands of years ago, when the two of them were still very young. She had her entire existence ahead of her, and Carmilla had always been able to roll with the punches. Of course, Sera figures, she'd been able to get over her, and move on when Sera hadn't.

Sera had been lucky, in a sense. After losing so many other angels during the fall, Heaven had wanted to start over. They'd created Emily for her; a very young thing, that Sera could mold and mentor into becoming her replacement, eventually. A being that Heaven could control more easily, a less rebellious one, than the likes of Lucifer and Carmilla.

Of course, Carmilla had moved on with her life. Her daughters are beautiful, and Sera can see she's raised them to be strong, capable girls in their own right. Carmilla, however, hadn't expected Sera to show up with Emily. The fallen angel is confused, at first, as to the young angel's origins. Rather than beat around the bush, she asks Sera outright, "Who does she belong to?"

"W-what?" Sera asks, almost not sure if she'd heard Carmilla correctly. She's immediately taken aback. "What did you say?"

"Your daughter," Carmilla explains, which sends a blush shooting straight to Sera's face. Her neck and cheeks are gold-colored, and her ears are hot. "Who else does she belong to? Anyone I know?"

The flush on Sera's face deepens one thousand-fold, turning as molten as a golden volcano. She can't believe Carmilla is asking her this. She covers her eyes, unable to meet her former lover's gaze.

"She's not..." Sera starts, clearing her throat. Why is this so difficult? "She's not my...she's my sister. Heaven made her, after you and Lucifer... Umm, th-there was no one else after you, if that's what you're getting at."

"Oh," Carmilla replies, eye widening, not expecting a response like that. Sera had always been rather timid in their youth, and only ever had eyes for her. She shouldn't be surprised about that, really. "You mean you haven't at all...since we...?"

Still blushing profusely, Sera shakes her head, burying her face in her hands, continuing to avoid Carmilla's gaze. "N-no? Who would I have-?"

Sera lets the question hang in the air, hoping she's getting her point across without having to actually say it. Carmilla looks over at Emily, who is chatting it up with her girls, Odette and Clara. It isn't that long ago that they'd met, and already, they're on the way to becoming fast friends.

Smiling, Carmilla takes Sera's hands in hers, and the taller woman is finally brave enough to meet her gaze. Her cheeks are still flushed, but she smiles back at Carmilla, looking awfully sheepish. Carmilla hopes her expression is comforting. She takes Sera's cheek in her large hand, stroking it gently.

"It's okay, Ser," Carmilla whispers, kissing the golden infusion of her face, right on the tip of her nose. "I didn't mean anything by that. Your sister is adorable. Just like you are."

That statement doesn't help Sera. Not one little bit. With an "eeep!", Sera immediately retreats into her wings, wrapping them around herself until she's thoroughly hidden beneath a canopy of feathers. Carmilla cackles. This woman is still as skittish as ever around her, and it still so easy to get her riled up if she's not careful.

In the thousands of years they've been apart, she realizes, very little about Sera has actually changed at all. At least not where Carmilla is concerned. She's still very much in love with her.

Carmilla's thankful for that. She chuckles, and begins the laborious process of digging her now-reunited partner out of her own feathers. This might take a while.

[spencerdaze]

'Barbie' is a transgender masterpiece

I'm going to go away from my usual clown related content for this post, but i've watched Barbie twice now, and aside from the movie painting a beautiful portrait about men's rol in feminism as well as reivindicating being a mother is ok, the movie has proven to be a transgender masterpiece in many ways, just like Barbie as a figure! Buckle up because this is going to be a long, long post.

For startes, fashion dolls, and specifically Barbie as the most important of them, has been a queer icon more than a feminist icon. Feminism has distanced itself from Barbie as a figure because her representation of womanhood was faulty (something i disagree on, since Barbie was a powerful successful woman who didn't let that make her not be interested in fashion and other feminine hobbies and interests!!), but the queer community has, i feel, a different appreciation for Barbie as a character and doll. Gay men, drag queens and transfemme folks mostly share memories of playing with Barbie and dreaming, via the doll, about the lifes we could have as adults. Barbie was a very important role for many drag queens who loved the glamour and fashion, it helped gay men relate to female friends who where more friendly and safe (usually although not always) than other boys, and it helped us trans women and femme enby folks to distance ourselves from the masculinity society tried to force on us. Barbie has also proven to be an icon for lesbians since, i mean, nobody ever bought a Ken doll, and even for some trans men who used Barbie dolls transitioned into boy dolls to enact heteroromantic fantasies! The union between Barbie and feminism is a faulty one, and i can't blame the feminist movement for it, but the relationship between Barbie and the queer community is very real and strong. It's no surprise that many trans women and drag queens use the term 'doll' to refer to themselves, or that Ken has always been a sort of feminine and, let's be honest, queer man.

So how is the new Greta Gerwig Barbie movie transgender ? Well, Barbie herself, as a protagonist, is such a real transfemme experience! Barbie moves from Barbieland to the real world, learning what it really is to be a woman in the real life world of California, much like many trans women have to look at the world around them to learn and internalize their new lifes at the beginning of their transitions. Barbie also says, explicitly, that she doesn't have a vagina, or genitals, and by the end of the movie she decides to turn into a human, and goes to her gynecologist, which implies she went from not having a vagina to having one. Isn't this the most trans thing ever ?? Of course there are some problematic implications in this reading of the movie, because Barbie turns into 'a real woman' and gets a vagina, which is not what being a real woman is, but i also think this is a very powerful messaging. Consider also some minor details like the fact the color palette used for Barbie is one with blue and white added to her always bright Barbie Pink, which isn't odd since Barbie has used this combo before, but it cannot be a coincidence. Barbie going from a hyperfeminine woman to a more laidback woman is also very parallel to a lot of trans women's experiences, since many of us behave and are hyperfeminine from an early stage in our transitions because of dysphoria but then we become more comfortable in ourselves and realize that we don't own anyone hyperfemininity (even though i am, still, a hyperfeminine woman, but it's more in my own terms of femininity!!) Of course, we also have Hari Neff, a trans actress, as a Barbie in Barbieland, which is amazing, and in one scene we see that, in the Mattel headquarters, there's a small transgender sign in the wall, which is subtle, but still there.

This movie has so many queer undertones and experiences, showing Ken dolls that were queer coded in the market like Magic Ring Ken and also proving how patriarchal relationships between men are very homoerotic in a way, which is shown in how Ken interacts with other Kens and viceversa. Weird Barbie is also a very much queer character, being played by a lesbian actress, and i feel like the movie is so campy and has such an aesthetic that reminds us of queer movies like But I'm a Cheerleader. We also have to aknowledge the references to big queer favourite and queer films like Matrix and Wizard of Oz. I think this reading of the movie is definetly plausible and i hope to hear some of your thoughts!

[mimisempai]

Sheltered

Summary

As the rain begins to fall, Aziraphale worries about Crowley, now that he knows the memories the rain awakens in the demon. But he's about to discover that some good memories are so powerful they can really erase others. 

Notes

Protecting someone isn't always something you do consciously...

Day 9 : Rain

On Ao3

Rating G -  1056 words

Aziraphale was chatting with Maggie about his latest acquisition when, as she mentioned a Shostakovich record collection that had just arrived at the store, the angel's attention was drawn to the rain that had suddenly begun to fall outside. 

It wasn't the fact that he didn't have an umbrella that concerned him, but the recent discovery of Crowley's trauma in relation to the rain. 

They had just returned from the Ritz and had been caught in a downpour. Crowley had then revealed to Aziraphale that the rain reminded him of the day the bookshop burned down, and though Aziraphale had tried to replace that bad memory with a happier one by leading the demon in a dance in the rain, it didn't stop him from worrying now that he knew.

He snapped out of his thoughts, turned back to her and said gently, "Maggie, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I really need to get back to the bookshop. I just remembered something urgent."

But Maggie protested, "Oh, Aziraphale, you can't just leave, you don't have an umbrella and it's not even a light drizzle. By the time you get home you'll be soaked."

Aziraphale, increasingly worried, shook his head, "It doesn't matter, rain never killed anyone."

But Maggie insisted and stopped him, "No, really, Aziraphale, I can't let you go lik-."

Maggie had stopped and was looking behind Aziraphale, smiling. The angel turned to see Crowley outside the window, holding an umbrella.

Maggie said quietly, "Looks like the problem's been solved."

Aziraphale nodded, walked to the door, and left the store. 

"Crowley, my dear, what are you doing here?"

He hooked onto the arm of the demon holding the umbrella above them and they began to walk toward the shop as the demon replied, "When it started raining so heavily, I figured you didn't have an umbrella and wouldn't have much of a chance of getting in by shielding yourself from the rain with a little miracle since it's the middle of the day and there are a lot of people around despite the rain."

Aziraphale moved a little closer to Crowley and said quietly, "Thank you, that's very thoughtful of you."

Crowley made no comment and Aziraphale watched him stealthily until they reached the bookshop, looking for the slightest sign of discomfort on the demon's face.

Once they entered the shop, Aziraphale couldn't resist taking Crowley's hands and asking him gently, "Are you all right?"

Crowley looked at him confused and replied, "Yeah, I'm fine, why?"

Aziraphale replied a little hesitantly, "Well, you know, what you told me the other day about the rain. I realize that a memory of dancing in the rain can't completely erase something so traumatic, so I was worried."

"Oh, that?" Crowley replied before smiling softly and continuing, "Well, Angel, I discovered something today. You're right, the memory of the dance, while pleasant and happy, can't completely erase what the rain triggers in me about the bookshop fire. Feeling that discomfort return when I went out to look for you, I tried to invoke that beautiful memory, but another one came back to me. Just as beautiful, but much deeper, and it enabled me to come and join you without feeling the usual discomfort caused by the rain."

Aziraphale asked in surprise, "Oh, really? And may I ask which one? If you don't mind telling me, of course."

The demon's smile softened even more, if that was possible, then he replied gently, "The one from the first rain, when you protected me with your wing. That memory was so strong that I forgot about the rain and didn't even think about the fire. But you know what, Angel? The best part is, whatever memory helps me get through this moment, you're in it.”

Aziraphale, moved, didn't know what to say when the demon continued, "You know, you keep saying that I was always there to save or protect you, but you, Angel, you gave me hope that day. I was still the demon, the fallen angel, but at that moment on the wall there was someone, you, who even though we were on opposite sides, protected me with his wing while he himself was unprotected. Sheltering me was more important to you than sheltering yourself. You saved me every time we saw each other, you weren't always kind, you often reminded me of my nature. But in spite of that nature, you talked to me, you trusted me completely, you became my friend, saving me again and again. And now you even love me. So, of course, only a memory of you can help me erase a painful one."

He raised the angel's hand to his mouth and pressed his lips to the palm.

Aziraphale replied, his voice slightly tight with emotion, "I know it took me a long time to see that you and I weren't defined by a nature imposed on us, but by what we were inside. But that nature never stopped me from caring for you."

He rose on tiptoe to give Crowley a gentle kiss, then said softly, "I think this weather calls for some cuddling on the sofa accompanied by a nice cup of hot tea, what do you say?"

Crowley laughed softly and replied, "I say bad memories will have a hard time coming back."

Aziraphale gently pushed him toward the sofa and said, "Go sit down and I'll get the tea."

The angel went, humming to himself as the demon watched him fondly. However, he didn't go and sit down on the sofa right away.

Instead, he stood behind Aziraphale's desk and watched the rain pour down outside.

A little later, he was still there and didn't turn around when he heard the angel return.

Aziraphale placed the two steaming mugs on a small table and came to hug Crowley from behind, resting his cheek against his back.

The demon gently placed his hands on the angel's and said softly, "There, like that, you holding me in your arms while it is raining outside, it's like I'm under your wing again."

He turned in the angel's arms and, cupping his face between his hands, kissed him tenderly.

The kiss lingered as the rain fell heavier and heavier outside, but neither angel nor demon noticed.

For they were sheltered in each other's arms.

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Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

Ineffable Growing Love series : here (After season 2)

Ineffable Husbands masterlist : here (Before season 2)

[prettyboykatsuki]

lady prince (1) | k. bakugou.

☆ tags ;; fem!reader, fluff, role-reversal, non-linear events, tsundere bakugou, reader is like.. a stupid prince charming and a pro-hero

☆ wc ;; 1k

☆ a/n ;; this will probably have more parts to it in like a non-linear way lol.

☆ summary ;; bakugou thinks his patrol partner is the worst.

"Kacchan... I hate to say this but aren't you kind of overthinking this?"

"I knew you three wouldn't fucking get it,"

Bakugou groans, burying his face in his hands. Everyone around him is so useless it's frustrating. He takes a minute to compose himself, pinching the bridge of his nose. The mess hall at the agency is loud in the afternoon, and all the noise is making his head feel like it's full of water.

"I agree with Midoriya,"

"Me too. You're way overthinking this Bakubro,"

He slams his hand on the table, making all the cutlery rattle but no one even flinches. He doesn't even know where to start, nearly screaming. He would be screaming if the problem itself wasn't 50 away from them - smiling and laughing like everything is fucking fine.

"Overthinking, my ass. It's like she's trying to damage my fucking pride, that idiot,"

"Don't call her an idiot, Kacchan,"

"Shut the hell up! And why the fuck are you blushing nerd, I'll kill you,"

Kirishima laughs good-naturedly, picking up a piece of meat with his chopsticks.

"Midoriya has a crush on her like every other person in the agency,"

"Actually it's mostly women. Which makes sense,"

Bakugou looks over to the damn nerd, rage boiling in his body. He doesn't care, he doesn't care, he doesn't-

For the last 3 months, Bakugou Katsuki has been having a crisis.

When a new rookie hero joined the agency he interns at, he was pretty sure it was gonna be another useless extra in the long line of them that come and go. Most of the people who enter are gone before training is complete - the regiment is made to weed out the weak from the strong.

The first time Katsuki met you, he was sure you would be one and the same. You had the friendly smile and docile way of talking that he hated. To your credit, you were never timid but you didn't seem like someone who belonged at the agency.

In the end, he was wrong, and you became a promising contender in the league of young heroes and joined the agency. In that time, you seemed to make easy friends with everyone. Bakugou found that part of your personality abhorrent.

Your problem was that you were too charming. At least putting it bluntly. Bakugou has never really adhered to or cared about gender roles as he hated everyone equally and wasn't a scumbag. And caring about something like that always felt especially shallow. Strength is strength and weakness is weakness. There's no two ways about it.

But it's hard for Katsuki to overlook the discrepancy that you walk around like you're a part of some shitty romance movie. He doesn't know if you know you're doing it on purpose on not because you're dense as fucking bricks. And it never mattered before, not until he started paying attention to you and inadvertently became your patrol partner.

Being around you is demoralizing. It wasn't at first, but it became that way all because you were insistent on being his friend. That much he isn't surprised by his, his best friend being Kirishima. But as time went on and you spent more time with each other, Bakugou kept noticing something. One day on the field, you jumped in front of him like it was nothing and saved him. Only after being carried like a princess through the field did he realize you had a nasty habit of treating him like some kind of damsel in distress.

You did it all the time, actually. And it was also troublesome but it was never embarrassing until the realization dawned on him all at once.

Even still, he can't wrap his head around it at all. Of course, his reactions are always angry when the realization set in. The number of times he's had to shove you away because you were doing something embarrassing keeps growing in number.

The issue is it's humiliating because that's not what you're fucking supposed to be doing. Even in a situation like that, isn't he... that's... well, you know...

He closes his eyes. If he thinks about it too long his head starts throbbing in pain.

"Bakugou, may I suggest something?"

"Don't say something stupid,"

"Is the problem perhaps not with how she acts, but actually how you feel about it?"

His eyes widen in shock and horror.

"Yeah, dude. You're not the type to be bothered about stuff like that. Are you sure you don't just like that she's aggressive? Some people are into that,"

Bakugou feels his hands tremble in rage.

"Wouldn't that normally be Kacchan though?"

"Maybe that's why he's so conflicted,"

"Stop fucking talking about me like I'm not here, dammit! And there's no fucking way that—"

"Yo, Dynamight!"

He jumps in his skin, startled to see you running towards the table without a care in the world. He immediately ignores you, but it doesn't stop you from approaching. Fuming, he eats with his head down.

"Hey, guys," You say, cheerful as ever. A chorus of hellos greets you.

"What are you here for?"

"I just wanted to ask Bakugou if we'd still be going to investigate that case later,"

After he manages to work up some nerve, he turns his head stiffly to look at you. You're fucking beaming, like the sun or some shit. He hates it so much.

"Just check your calendar next time, idiot,"

"But if I did that I wouldn't get to see your face on break," Your hand reaches out almost incidentally to touch his face. He doesn't even flinch, too shocked to say anything. Your thumb brushes under his eyes "You should wear waterproof eyeliner so it doesn't smudge."

"I already told you I would when I fucking finish this one,"

"Oh, that's right. I'll miss seeing it kinda messed up though."

You remove your hand and then give him that familiar empty-headed smile as his whole body lurches from a delayed reaction. A woman calls out to you, probably a friend of sorts.

"Gotta go! Nice talking to everyone! See you at 6, Dynamight."

You disappear without another word. For a minute he sits there before slamming his head down on the table, forehead hitting it hard. He can feel himself blush, the tips of his ears and the back of his neck going completely pink. You're definitely a fucking idiot, what the fuck.

"... So she's definitely spoken for,"

"Better luck next time, Midoriya.

"All of you, shut up!"

[sivyera]

Hi. I really love your works and I'm so happy you're writing about a lot of fandoms, which I like, thank you so much.I have a request, so what about fem reader is Gobber daughter and she's dating with Hiccup about 2 years, like they are about 17? She has night fury too. Just some headcanons between them and their families maybe. If you don't want to write this, it's okay. Englisch isn't my language, sorry for mistakes.

Being Gobber's daughter and dating Hiccup would include...

PAIRING: Hiccup Haddock x fem!reader

WARNING: bad grammar otherwise none

CONTAINS: fluff, maybe little angst

SONG: Into The Open Air - Julie Fowlis

A/N: Thank you and don't worry your english is good. Also Y/D/N means your dragon name (I didn't know how you call your dragon or what name you like to named him/her and I also didn't know if your dragon is a female or male so I put here Y/D/N)

gif isn't mine

at first would be your relationship a secret

bot like Gobber isn't a supportive father but he protects you very much after all

it was only you and him no one else

and Gobber was really afraid of losing you

so you and Hiccup agreed on a secret relationship (until you are both ready to tell your fathers)

but you and Hiccup could see each other every day because both of you were helping Gobber in his forge

making saddle's and other things for dragons and their riders

you and Hiccup were also very resourceful so when you worked together, the work always exceeded the customers' expectations

it was just perfect and customers were always so happy and excited

but Hiccup wanted to be alone with you, somewhere without his and yours father

so on time Hiccup sneak into your house in the middle of the night

you were surprised, but when you heard Toothless guttural sound, you immediately knew why he was here

night rides

sometimes Hiccup sneak into your house and sometimes you sneak into his

night rides become our favourite common thing, because both of you loves stars

and you both have night furies so no on ever saw you

but Gobber isn't stupid and he saw how is Hiccup looking at you, when he thinks Gobber isn't looking

or when Hiccup hugs you a bit longer then other people

when he even hugs you, because Hiccup doesn't like physical touch

but with you he didn't hesitate even for a second and ran to hug you

Gobber realized that you and hiccup were dating after a seven months

and he wasn't really happy about it

he thought he lost you because now you gonna spend all your time with Hiccup and you won't have a time to spend with your old father

he wanted to speak about it with Hiccup, maybe he wanted to threaten him a little

but he took a deep breath and decide to talk to you first

you were of course very surprised that Gobber realized it

you and your father spend the whole night talking about your and Hiccup's relationship

Gobber invited Hiccup to your house to talk about it once again

and all three of you decided to wait a while before telling Stoick about it

and that was a mistake

because Stoick died before Hiccup told him

both of you were really sad because you love each other more than anything, so you wanted to know what Stoick would think about it

but Gobber always says that Stoick would be more than happy for you two

but when Valka find it, she was very VERY happy

you were perfect for Hiccup, both of you were strong

Valka loves seeing Hiccup happy, and when she saw how you comfort him after Stoick's death, she knew you are the one for him

Gobber is still little scared of losing you but he knows Hiccup is a great man who would treat you right

and after all Gobber just love you so much, because you are everything that he have

I hope you like it!

[tangledbea]

Why does everybody hate Cassandra’s arc in season 3?

Well, not literally everyone hates it. Lots of people think it's really good. I don't like to generalize and say that "everyone" feels a certain way about anything.

But what a lot of people don't like comes from a few different directions, often coming together in the center into a hot mess. I'll do my best to recall all the biggest complaints. (Under a readmore, because it's kind of long and I don't want to subject people to it if they don't want to see it.)

It's incredibly out of character for her to blindly trust a stranger who won't reveal their name to her. She mentions several times during the course of the series that she doesn't trust people (especially people she's only just met), but Zhan Tiri wouldn't even tell her who she was, and Cassandra just decided that what this strange ghost child in a weird and dangerous house had to say was more important that a friendship built over the course of a few years, even if that friendship was currently strained.

Her rancor was poorly sourced. There were legitimately several things Cassandra could have been mad about, even directed at Rapunzel. But being mad at Rapunzel for Gothel choosing to kidnap her and abandon Cassandra was an unsympathetic way to go. She sang a whole song about not wanting to be second best anymore, about always waiting for her time to shine. But that entire story beat was thrown out the window in the face of "I am Gothel's biological daughter". She had one (1) glorious line of, "I'm not taking orders from you anymore!" and then all of that was put to rest in favor of, "My mom abandoned me, so I'm going to blame the abuse victim that she kidnapped."

She kept talking about her destiny, but didn't seem to have any goals beyond "be first over Rapunzel." She never even said what it was her "destiny" to do or be. She wanted to take over Corona? And then what? It's not like this was some long-standing desire of hers. Which leads me to

Cassandra spend the majority of her life defining herself as strong-willed, distrustful, and thinking for herself. But they decided that Zhan Tiri could get into her head as easy as that and start full-on manipulating her from the word "go," and that we'd all just handwave it away and accept that Cassandra was doing villainous things because she was being manipulated. Well, nay, I say. Cassandra was an adult with her own mind, and manipulation isn't as instantaneous as that. They didn't even try to portray it like they did with Rapunzel and Sugracha as complete magical mind control. No, it was Cassandra being given choices and choosing the things that would benefit her and/or hurt other people over and over and over again. But we're supposed to be sympathetic towards her.

She assaulted and kidnapped people, attempting to kill Rapunzel or at very least leave her for dead multiple times, then was surprised to find out she was the villain. And honestly, that surprise does a lot to make me dislike her villain arc. I love me a villain who thrives off their villainy, who revels in it, like she did at the beginning of "Cassandra's Revenge." And even villains like that can be redeemed. But people who choose violence and revenge and hate and are then surprised that they're the villain don't impress me.

Her redemption was rushed, crammed into the last twenty minutes of the series - her realization and apology was literally given about a minute of time - and she only realized she was wrong when she lost. Up until the moment Zhan Tiri wrestled the Moonstone away from her, Cassandra was convinced that she was going to win the day. As soon as she was powerless, she was sorry. And then, she was forgiven by everyone because she was forgiven by Rapunzel.

And things that don't go on the list because enough people disagree with them, or because they don't exactly line up with "why we dislike her villain arc" but are still things that bug me, personally:

That Gothel was her mother at all. I hate that plot point. It's stupid, lazy, and makes no sense.

That her arm getting burned and disfigured was just... dropped as a plot point. We don't know if having the Moonstone was supposed to heal it, or if she'd sufficiently rehabilitated it on the road enough for it not really to bother her anymore, but the showrunner literally said that they decided it wasn't important anymore, so dropped it.

[rekino2114]

hello again! (sorry for the hasty request get to this one when you're ready 😉). Wanted to give you a more interesting one 😊could you do arei nageshi with a very enthusiastic, whitty and intelligent martial artist s/o (just something to add in here s/o was match mated by whit and s/o besides xander is the strongest in the cast able to easily destory walls)

Arei nageishi with a ult. martial artist reader

A/n:Thanks again for requesting,I'm probably gonna do a part 2 with actual relationship stuff I just had this idea and wanted to write it sorry if this isn't what you wanted let me know what you think

(Non killing game au)

After she met all of her new classmates arei decided that the best way to get to know each other (and flex her strength) was to hold an arm wrestling tournament.

She got partnered up with you, and despite your reputation as incredibly strong, she thought she would win easily,she can throw bowling balls without any effort, what's just an arm compared to that,there's no way she'll-

*thud*

She could have sworn she had broken her arm when she felt it hit the table. When her shock lessened, she realized she lost and did the only thing she could think of:.....fake cry

"Waaaaaaa y/n cheated"

"What are you talking about? I didn't cheat"

"You definitely did there's no way you're that fucking strong"

"I'm the ultimate martial artist. How is the fact that I'm strong surprising? Also can you tell me how I could have cheated?"

"I-i don't know I just know that you for sure did"

Before this could turn into a fight, Hu had to step in

"Y/n didn't cheat arei,they won fairly now apologize to them"

"What? Me? Apologize to them? No way"

"Arei..."

"Fiiiine,I'm sorry for accusing you of cheating"

"It's fine. Just don't do it again, but you were pretty strong too. Don't act like this just because you lost. You're great"

"Y-you really think so?"

A small blush crept up her cheeks, but she didn't notice.

"Yeah, of course I'd love to hang out with you if you want"

"I-i guess sure"

"Wait is arei blushing?"

"S-shut up whit"

"No way, I totally ship you guys now"

Arei just blushed even more and stormed off, saying some curses to whit. She went to her dorm and laid on her bed, but she still couldn't shake that damn blush off her face.

Could she really have a crush on you?

[agirlwholovesrockstars]

accidentally in love

☆ EDDIE MUNSON'S MASTERLIST ☆

❣ AGATHA'S MAIN PAGE ❣

Summary : so, she said "what's the problem, baby?" what's the problem? I don't know- maybe I'm in love"

Word Count : I called it "mini fics" for a reason hehe

Warnings : 18+ Eddie Munson x FEM!athletic!reader, language, reader and Eddie are both (20), Eddie being a dork (im gonna squeeze him), bullying (defending Eddie isn't enough anymore, I need a gun), Jason Carver appearance( A big "ew" I know-), public humiliation, no use of y/n

What to Expect : FLUFFLY FLUFF‼️‼️Childhood!Bestfriends, friends to lovers

Note To Reader : yup- I had another idea, what if Eddie got accidentally hit by a ball and reader gets to help him and while aiding him, he gets all dramatic and reader gets worried and then realizes Eddie is just playing with her- AHHH YOU GET ME?!? also I'm not an athletic, my apologies if it isn't accurate here but I just wanted to have a scene that involves a sport in it

Author Note : I WORSHIP SHREK HERE ON MY PAGE!!!! I DON'T TOLERATE THE HATE TOWARDS IT 😤😤😤😤

Eddie hates P.E classes

Not that he's lazy to participate in tasks like exercises

He doesn't like to get all sweaty and feel tired more than ever after it

He changed into P.E uniform in the boy's locker room

He took a deep breath to stretch his body and warm up for the activity

He's on the bench with his knee jumping up and down while he shuts his eyes as wishes that his teacher won't pick him

"Mr.Munson? Get in the middle of the court, please"

"Damn" he mutters as he begrudgingly gets up from his seat as he walks through his way into the middle

"Alright, Mr.Elrod, take the serve- on this first round"

His classmate takes the volleyball, he is so seriously so focused when he knew the ball would come right at him, he is ready to spike it until he didn't knew behind from his back someone or purposely hit him with another ball that made the upcoming ball falls right from his face making him tumbled down on the floor

Even though volleyballs are softer than basketballs, it isn't supposed to hurt much but the impact from the both balls are really strong

He groans from the pain that he's feeling behind the back of his head and his elbows

"What a show! Munson!" Jason shouts through the gymnasium his voice echoes while he cackles as the other students laughed with him

Eddie grimaces as he tries to sit up slowly avoiding any part of his body that is hurting

"Oh, go to hell! Jason!" A familiar voice coming from his behind, he can hear the sneakers squeaking on the floor, he was to turn his head around to look up who it is-

"I'll help you get up"

A hand was hanging across from his face as he raises his head to the girl who is bending down slightly, standing next to him

A sweet smile sitting on your face, offering him a hand

He stares at you suddenly all of the needling pain has gone out of the window

Your smile never left your face while you gesture to your hand

He feels like he knew you, but he might be wrong

He blinks and shyly takes your hand, the moment he finally gets to stand on his own feet, you help him to balance himself

He rips his hand off from you as if it's a crime to held hands with a outcast like him

You noticed it, of course, you understood why, he did it

A part of you, slightly disappointed that he couldn't remember you?

You saw his elbow had a fresh cut from the fall and his head needed to put an ice bag on it because you can tell that he winces deep inside

"Mr.Barlowe, I'll take Eddie at the nurse's office"

Eddie raises both of his eyebrows in surprise, he isn't used to having kindness towards him

"Okay, you both can be excused, you can do the activity tomorrow"

You walked with him on the way to the nurse's office

He take chances to glance at you, the moment he recognizes you

You looked at him, the color from his face are all gone looking pale as ever

"Are you alright?"

"Y-Yeah, I'm good" he clears his throat, avoiding your eyes

You stare at him for awhile as you turned around to open the nurse's office

He gets even more nervous that you and him are both alone in the room

"Hey, uh- listen- you don't have to do this"

He watches you as you get the first aid kit and other things that you needed

He's waiting for your response, you sat down on the chair, pulled one for him and placed your things on the small table

"I want to help you because I want to" you gesture at the chair

He hesitates for a second, he closes the door behind him and he sats down

You grab the ice bag, holding out for him as you say

"Put this where it hurts" you say as you wash and sanitize your hands

"T-Thanks" he murmurs as he swallowed nervously

"Let me see"

You perk up at eyebrow at him pointing to his elbow as he show it to you

You click your tongue "That asshole, Jason" you shook your head, your face is scrunched up in annoyance

His eyes softens the way you took care of him, your eyebrows knitted together for concentration as you dab the cotton balls with alcohol on the wounded area

"How you're feeling? Any improvements?" You ask while tearing a new band-aid

He's leaning on the table, his head is tilted a little as he watches you work, he blinks when he finally registered that you're talking to him

"The ice helps" he blurted out

You smirked

"Eddie, you don't have to be nervous around me, you're acting like we don't know each other!" you chuckled as you placed the band-aid on his cut

He tenses and his cheeks blooms red

"y-you remember that?" he leans closer to you as he removes the ice bag from his head

"Duh!- no- don't take that off!" You giggled from his suddenly cheerful voice as you help him to put the ice bag back from his head

He smiles and his eyes became even more sweeter while he gazes on you

"you're like one of the best partners that I ever had in music class like I'm so lucky that you're my partner on the project that we worked on back in elementary!" You happily reminisce the memory, your eyes gilmmers with such joy and he loves seeing that

"We we're neighbors! and oh- my god- don't tell me that you completely forgotten about that I was also the one who-

"take care of me when I scraped my knee while trying to learn how to ride a bike!"

Eddie finishes your sentence and you widely grinned at him

"and here we are back at it again"

"aaaaaand I'm such a fool for not recognizing you earlier"

"no, it's okay-" you look down fast, you missed the way he always exaggerates his words

"it just that you looked different" he gestures to your face and your clothes

You looked at yourself in the mirror and you shrugged "Yeah- I get that a lot"

You continue to talk as you cleaned up as you discarded the wipes, cottons, wrapper from the table

"I may look different but I won't forget the people who were very dear to me"

He watches your every move, how come he didn't remember- the girl who has always been in his heart since day one

"Especially, the ones who are nice to me" you flick back your hair as you fixed your jogging pants rolling up the hems on the bottom

"Eddie, you don't have to be nervous around me, you're acting like we don't know each other!"

Your voice keep replaying inside of his head as he lights up an idea

He wants to take the risk if somehow and he hopes that you still harboring feelings for him just the way like he do for years

"Ah! It hurts!" He exclaims as he fell down from his seat while holding his elbow as he pretends that it hurt really bad

Well, technically, yes- it's still excruciating painful but it's not as bad as it was earlier

You gasped and your eyes turn into worry

Your knees are on the floor consoling him

"Oh- my god! Eddie- is there anything that I could do?" You rambled as your eyes roam over at the wounds that you took care for-

Eddie is fighting his smirk for this silly plan to go short-lived, so, he continues to act

"I don't feel so good, I think- I'm gonna die" he dramatically stated as he passes out

"No- N-No -No!" Your voiced cracked as you panicked

You keep nudging him and keep shaking him

"Eddie!"

Still no response

Your mind is scrambled, you lean down to listen to his heartbeat

He peeked his one eye open as he smirks slightly down on your action

As soon as you got back up, he is still unresponsive and his eyes are closed

He didn't knew this little evil plan would work and he is laughing deep inside and he really just wants to burst it out anytime sooner

You're just kneeling there and try to look everywhere to help him wake up but you can't moved easily because you're so frantic that it might get even more worse, so-

There is only one thing to wake up him like fast

Somehow, Eddie's acting made you believe that he is unconscious

Your breathing is getting more ragged and your hands are now clammy

Your eyes are misty because this is not just some random person, you know this person

He's your childhood bestfriend

Your path in life and your socialization, maybe different but your bond you shared together?

It will never drift and won't ever fade away

You wouldn't trade it for anything else in the world

Even, you don't hang out that much often, you still and will always cared for him

If only he knew

You pull him close to your body as you carefully hold his head, cradling into your arms

If only he could see the way your eyes sparks speaks the unspoken words that you really wanted to say after all these years

You went with it, both of your lips touched, you lean down and kiss him

Your eyes widen, the second you kissed him, he kisses you back

His eyes flutter open slowly

You can see that he is surprised too but the moment is over when you saw the mischievous glint on his eyes

And oh my fucking god, that smirk, that you always knew

The humiliation and the recognition crosses your beautiful features

As Eddie's grin grows more bigger that his dimples show, you always loved his dimples

Your cheeks are hot on fire, you swallowed shyly as he tries to get up still limping a little bit

You duck your head down as you sat back on the chair

The moment you heard him snickered, you frown at him

You glare your eyes on him as he throws his head back in laughter

You playfully push his chest as he laughs even more harder

"You! Infuriating devious monster!" You angrily whisper-shouted at him- that you almost went out with your full voice as you remembered that you're in school

He chuckles at your state- his devilishly charming smirk sitting on his face as you rolled your eyes at him

As you moved yourself away from him, he catches your hands pulling you closer to him as you blushed at his action

Your heart stuttered and you blinked rapidly

"I just wanted to ask you out on a date-"

You scoffed at him ignoring the way you feel all fuzzy at his announcement

"Are you serious? You pulled that stunt to just ask me out on a date?" You ripped your hands off of him as you step behind back

He shyly admits "Yeah" as he flashes you a cute smile and those doe eyes again

"You liked it, don't you?" He says as he tilts his head at you with a smug smile

You shake your head as you avoid his eyes, the nerve of this man

"Liked what?" You snarky replied back as you raised an eyebrow

You know what he's referring to but you're too embarrassed to admit since

It's confirmed, that you also do like him and that shocks you that you thought after all this time, you're the only one who is falling for him

It turns out that you both did since day one, you and him are just caught up with all of the life that's been going on

You both didn't get the chance to catch up until now

He teases you about the way you fight to not to look at his eyes

Your lips curled into a smile, he points it out

"Oh! See! I knew it! I got a smile, so- that means, Yes" he proudly nods as he dust off shoulder as you giggled

"You're still not forgiven though"

"Aww, you know what- maybe- I should got into another accident so I could get another-" he makes a kissy face at you as you laughed

"Or you could-" you pretend to think for a second

"I could make an exception"

"Ooh? How? Do tell" you sparked interest at him

He walks closer to you, it all seems too much and it couldn't get any easier of your overwhelming feelings at the same time

Your heart hops into so much happiness

"I could do better"

"Do better at what?"

He kisses you once again as you squealed that he caught you off guarded, you kissed him back as you closed your eyes as he sighs in content, his heart soars the way you pulled his shirt much more closer to you as he deepens the kiss

A sudden knock at the door, you pulled away from each other as the room filled with silly giggles from the both of you

"Hello? If you're both still in there, you should get on with your next class, young lady" your P.E teacher spoked outside as you tried to cover your mouth to stop giggling so bad

Eddie tries to mimick the teacher mannerisms as you hold your stomach, you must resist not to cackle while your teacher is still there

"Or it's detention for the both of you"

"I'll choose that anytime" he jokingly whispers as you poke his sides with your elbow

As soon you heard the receding footsteps, you looked at each other and that's where it all let out the suppressed laughter

"you think you can continue to attend classes now?" Your laughter died down as you try to catch up with your breath

"Yeah, I do, thanks to you" he winks at you

You became flustered as you roll your eyes at him again as you tuck your hair behind your ear

You grab your stuff and set everything aside from the nurse's office

As you both went outside of the room, he hugs you from the behind as you melt with it, a fond smile is on your lips

"I love you"

Your heart skyrocketed to his admission as he pulled back as he also couldn't believe of what he just did

"I love you, too, so much" your words are so soft spoken that it almost like it's only for him to hear

His gaze became even more lovingly as he cheesily smiles as raises his fist up in victory as you chuckled to his antics

"Sundaes and French Fries?" He says as he offers his forearm for you to hold as you gladly accept

"Just like the good old days"

You both went straight to your classes sharing the same looks and smiles across both of your faces

:))