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st7rnioioss · 4 months

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౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆ used to be my girl, pt.1

chris sturniolo x fem!reader

warnings: teeny tiny angst, swearing, smut!!!, oral fem!receiving, p in v, kissing, NOT PROOFREAD

word count: 1.3k

a/n: hii everyoneee. i really really like this song, and like the whole story behind it. thought it would be fitting for a fic teehee.

summary: You had gotten together with Chris 10 months ago. This relationship was a two-way mirror. Chris only saw one side of the relationship, whereas you saw two. But of course, this was a one way street, so it only went downhill after you had gotten together.

GUYS I CANNTO WRITE ORAL HELP😭 sorry

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Gimme all your love so I can fill you up with hate

Your POV

“Chris, I think we should end this relationship. This is not working out, you know I’m looking for a future with you! I can’t believe you’re being so selfish!” I spat, heavy tears running down my already-soaked cheeks. Chris looked nowhere near bothered. His hands were in the pockets of his stupid Cherry LA sweatpants. His face fell.

“Love, I told you this when we got together. As I said, there is nothing good underneath my appearance, I warned you. It’s not my fault that you thought you could change me.” he looked frustrated, his brows furrowed.

I couldn’t believe him. He had seemed so changed after a few months of dating, but apparently he wasn’t. I gave him all my love, yet he’s filling me up with nothing but hate.

“Chris, I think you need to leave. Now.” my voice lowered and broke a couple times in that sentence.

“Come back tomorrow and grab your things, please,” I sniffed, adjusting the strap of my tank top that had fallen off from my frustration. Chris was staring at me. He seemed surprised by what I had just told him, which made me even more mad at him. So selfish.

After a bit of hesitation, Chris left my apartment in a heap with a small pat on my shoulder.

Chris’s POV

With a pat on her back, I was out.

From the beginning of this relationship, situationship may be more fitting, I knew she wanted to change me, and she was sure she could. I knew she couldn’t. No one can. But what I also know, is that she would always hold a special place in my heart. I do love her, I’m just not in for anything serious or long-term, which she has made clear a bunch of times she is.

I made my way out of her driveway. Suddenly I hated this car. Where she was once sitting, laughing at my stupid jokes, pulling me in to kiss her, going through a drive-thru, was now a heavy silence. I was shattered. It didn’t feel real.

Time skip

I was staring at the ceiling, lying in my empty, cold, bed. I couldn’t believe I managed to fuck up this bad. I truly did love her, it was just the commitment that scared me to death. The effort you have to put into a long-term relationship.

And of course, as I’m lying here, the memories start flooding over me, and I did nothing to stop it.

Flashback, third person POV

“Chris, stop! What the fuck are you doing!” she laughed loudly, running onto the damp grass in the backyard. He giggled, trying to throw another cup of water onto her but failed miserably.

“You’re ass! At least try, Chris!” she teased, making her way to the blanket that was spread across the grass. She stumbled over a few pillows, a squeal leaving her lips as she fell over.

He was hovering over her in no time, looking down at her as he poured the water onto her.

“Oh, that was a good one,” he laughed, leaning down between her legs on the floral blanket,

“Oh my god, you’re such a dork, Chris. I’m wearing a white shirt.” she lowered her voice and tucked a piece of drenched hair behind her ear.

“That’s the point,” he almost whispered, leaning down to capture her lips in a gentle but desperate kiss.

“I love you, Chris,” she whispered with a cheesy smile, running a hand through his wet hair.

Her smile faded as there was no response.

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Flashback, Chris POV

Her legs were propped up on my shoulders, head in the pillow, my hands wrapped around her thighs.

“Shh, I’ll take care of you, okay?” I mumbled, ducked my head into her pussy. She was glistening with arousal already.

“Chris please- I need you so bad,” she whimpered, bucking her hips forward, up to my face. I teasingly flicked my nose against her clit, slowly licking a stripe up her folds.

“Oh my god. Stop teasing me,” she whined, intertwining her fingers with my hair. I held her hips down, keeping her in place from escaping my grasp.

So I stopped teasing. Sticking my tongue into her, I earned a loud moan from her. I’ll never get tired of that, it’s like music to my ears.

“You gotta be quiet for me, baby. You don’t want Matt or Nick to hear, right? I promise, I’ll let you scream all you want later,” I chuckled darkly, going back to sucking on her clit gently, earning a few more, attempted muffled, moans from her, making my head spin.

“Please go faster,” she panted, tugging at my hair. She knew it made me go crazy when she did that. In return I let out a groan, making her hips grind against my face.

Again, I slowly licked up her folds, sticking my tongue back into her pussy, purposely rubbing my nose against her sensitive clit. I tried my best not to grind my hips into the bed, but her moans alone turned me so much on.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I knew she was impossibly close to her orgasm.

“Turn around for me,” I murmured, standing up to take off my sweatpants and boxers. There she was, lying on the bed in front of me, her back facing me.

“Good. Tell me if you need me to stop, okay?” I said as I positioned myself behind her, grabbing her hips to position her ass up in the air.

She nodded silently, propping herself up on her elbows.

“Now, try to be quiet,” I snickered, aligning myself with her soaked pussy. Slowly, I slid into her, groaning as I bottomed out.

“Fuck, this pussy was made for me,” I whined, pulling out before thrusting back into her. A few lewd moans escaped her lips, elbows shaking as she fell face-forward into the pillows.

My hands were gripping her hips tightly, speeding up my thrusts as I felt her clench around me.

“Chris, I’m- I’m close. Please-” she moaned. My fingers found their way to her mouth, sticking two fingers in.

“You heard me. Be- be quiet,” I stuttered, keeping my fast pace, the only sounds filling the room being the squelching from her dripping pussy and the occasional quiet whimpers and moans from our both.

“I- Chris,” she whined quietly, cum slowly covering my cock as she reached her climax.

I didn’t stop my thrusts, in fact, I sped up. Her back arched, falling completely forward as I kept going.

“You can take it. I know you can,” I groaned, feeling my own orgasm approaching. Tightly, I gripped her hair, pulling her face up to look at herself in the mirror beside the bed. I could tell she was close again.

“I want you to look at me when you cum for a second time,” that was a lie. I wanted to look at her. Her fucked out expression made me go fucking insane.

It didn’t take me long to finish inside her.

End flashback.

Your POV, present time.

I was shattered. I really did love Chris. A lot. And now he’s gone, possibly forever. Well, not until he picks up his things from my apartment.

I had spent the rest of the afternoon on my couch, eating a shit ton of ice cream, and watching the movies me and Chris never got to finish... That’s another story.

He hadn’t texted me all day since I told him to go home. I mean it made sense, but he always texted me whenever he got home.

What if he went out? Is he hurt? Did attend a party? Is he also crying on his couch? Sleeping?

All the thoughts circling my head gave me a headache. I settled on going to sleep on the couch, trying to sleep the thoughts, and pain, away.

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a/n: byeee i hope this isn't ass LMAOFOO. if you couldnt tell i hate writing smut, its jujst so eughhh. i hope it was bearable

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ink-flavored · 11 months

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soft asks! 🥀🌾 im so torn between saying pride and justice (and) or feriha just cause i love hearing about her too hehe

thank you!! i will help your dilemma and do one of each! :3

🥀 How would your OC decorate a notebook or journal? What kind of things are written in there? Could you give an example of a nice entry?

I'll do Feriha for this one. I think she'd decorate it with physical things, like dried flowers or scraps of paper as keepsakes, bird feathers, etc. etc. She'd use it like a daily journal, cataloguing her day and the things that happened very matter-of-factly.

🌾 Describe your OC through the eyes of someone absolutely head-over-heels in love with them

This one is for the P&J fellas. Because they are in love <3 And I kinda wanna write this in their voices so here we go--

Pride, about Justice:

Oh, where do I fucking START? For a dude who flipped Heaven the bird, you'd think he'd have less of a stick up his ass. Can't go two minutes without getting a lecture about "manners" or "common sense" or "basic public decency." Yawn. Over it.

Like, I'm just saying. He's NOT in Heaven anymore, right? But he's still so fuckin' nervous about being a perfect little angel, can't go two steps without dropping everything to fix some random person's issues. Helping people is fine, whatever, but it's like he never gives himself a break. I want to shake him sometimes, you know? Lay off the personal responsibility for five minutes, you don't have Gabriel checking your quarterly reports this week, or whatever the fuck.

I don't know. Maybe him being nice to literally everyone isn't so bad. He's nice to me, even though he probably shouldn't be. It saved my life, so I guess I should thank him for it. He's also a huge nerd, which is hilarious. I can't believe he got fake glasses for fun, what a dork.

Justice... makes me feel like I suck. But in a good way? I want to... suck less, so I'm worth it for him. That's probably dumb. But I don't know what else to say. He makes me feel like it's possible for me to not suck one day.

Justice, about Pride:

Pride is... a handful. He's very loud, he can be inconsiderate, he can't ever admit he was wrong, and no matter how many times I tell him not to smoke in the house, he seemingly can't help himself from wearing his horns to bed and making everything in his room stink. Sometimes I wonder if he even listens to me.

He's been through so much pain, though. I try to remember that. No matter how annoyingly stubborn or impossible to talk to he can be, it's all because he thought for centuries he would always be alone. I can feel it all the time, this... constant guilt and rage in him. I can't hate him, I can't even try. It takes a lot of patience to understand him, but I don't regret a single second of it.

Because he's also fiercely protective of people he loves. He's passionate, he's encouraging, he does whatever he likes without thinking about what other people might tell him. All his choices are his own, for better or worse, and I admire him for that. He's slow to trust, but once he feels like he won't be hurt by you, Pride is a beautiful person. Someone worth abandoning Heaven for.

[send me a soft OC ask]

#annika talks #answered #ask game #writing the POVs made me tear up a little bit ngl #feriha #hhsh #pride #justice #pride & justice #P&J

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k3rm1e · 3 years

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cuddling headcanons! ★~(◡﹏◕✿)

this is more of a test thing to see if i like writing this way and if this blog does well

other imagines and headcanons won't include everyone i write unless it is specifically requested and is a prompt i really like

includes: wilbur nihachu karljacobs quackity dream georgenotfound sapnap p!tommyinnnit p!badboyhalo p!skeppy p!eret p!philza p!tubbo p!ranboo

cw: cursing

wilbur:

wilbur is a very cuddle-y guy

to me he seems very soft

i always see people saying he would like spooning, but i disagree

i feel like he would do more of a half-spooning thing with his head on your chest or the other way around

mans would DEFINITELY make you run your fingers through his hair

i feel like he would lay on your chest and just *nuzzle* into the space between your shoulder and neck

anytime you tried to leave him, whether it was because he had to do something or you had to, he would whine. so. fucking. much.

It would probably always go something like:

you - i need to piss

wilbur - no <3

but the moment he decides its time to stop cuddling its fine

and if you complain that you’re gonna miss him he’ll just call you clingy and tease you

like??? sir???

all in good fun though, no bad intentions :)

nihachu:

i feel like you and niki would face each other

with your head like under her chin and in her chest (this is a bad description but look at the “honeymoon hug” on the list for better explanation ;-;)

she would always want to protect you

so she does that by like almost guarding you and keeping you close

niki would definitely do the arm thing where she just lightly moves her hand up and down you arm

i’m so sorry if you don't understand that, it just feels like something she would do

if you haven't experienced that it kinda sorta feels like spiders??? but in a good way???

but generally she is very protective

she just holds you so close the whole time

even if she doesn’t want to let you go, she’s more understanding about it

she would be upset but wouldn’t show it because she doesn’t want to make you feel guilty

niki is generally just an amazing cuddle-r (is that a word?) and has a super comforting presence

karljacobs:

karl would definitely keep your head on his chest

the whole time he would just absolutely squeeze the life out of you

he would constantly bend his neck down to kiss your head

and instead of just like leaving his head down so he could kiss you it would just be:

*inner monologue karl* hmmm i wanna kiss them on their head

and he would lean down to do so which, cute

but then five seconds later he would do it again

and again another five seconds later

and again

very cute karl but please sir, your neck is gonna be so messed up after this

when you had to leave he would be upset, but like niki, would try not to show it

except karl is very bad at that and his pouting would be so obvious

so you would feel guilty and layback down with him

immediately he just becomes (●´ω｀●)

like a happy little puppy

karl is just too adorable for you to deny

quackity:

now we all know this, quackity is a huge dork

which is why i believe he would DEFINITELY use your butt as a pillow

not even in a weird way

i just feel like quackity isn’t too comfortable with touch so this is sorta his way of being close to you without it being a whole serious thing

like he still is able to be goofy and comfortable without it being a whole big thing

him doing this would almost always come with a flatty patty joke from you

which always causes him to threaten divorce, even though you aren’t married

while it isn’t a very good position for things like physical touch, it is good for talking and having conversations

for some reason i feel like he’s the type of person to text someone when they’re right next to each other

so while he’s laying down he’ll just send you random photos of himself

very annoying when your phone is spammed, but also good blackmail material >:)

i don’t think he’d be too clingy

obviously, he enjoys spending time with you

but if you told him you need to go do work or something he wouldn’t throw a fit or pout

big q just seems like he’d be more rational about stuff like that

overall a 420/69 cuddle partner

dream:

one word: spooning

mans just envelops you and has no shame

very big: “no you are mine! >:(“ energy

while he’s sleeping he’ll unconsciously nuzzle his head into your hair/the back of your neck

when you guys got to bed patches usually climbs in and you hold her

i love patches so much i could write headcanons just about her

dream always wants to be cuddling you

if you try to leave he won’t pout, there simply isn't a discussion on whether you’re moving or not

incase you haven’t caught on yet, the answer is no

you need to do work? just bring the laptop to bed

he needs to edit? just sit in his lap at his desk, duh

obviously, he knows at some point you guys need to stop cuddling

he just isn’t too stoked about it

when it comes time where he absolutely can’t cuddle with you, i feel like he’d be more chill

mainly just annoyed

georgenotfound:

i feel like george, like quackity, also wouldn’t be too touchy

i’m pretty sure he has a hard time expressing emotions (please correct me if i’m wrong!!) and i think that would crossover to his sleeping habits

i think he would prefer a sort of back-to-back cuddling position

it seems cold, i know

but also he would most definitely kick at you

so every night while trying to go to sleep suddenly you would just feel *kick*

and then instead of sleep you’re suddenly playing footsie

lots of laughter and warm feelings involved

george would probably pretend that you kicked his leg hard or something and act like you hurt him

the first few times you were actually worried

but then after a few months your only response was a sarcastic “cry about it”

which just led to more laughter

sapnap:

sapnap and you would do a sort of leg hug thing

you both you try to go to sleep in a cute spooning-type position

but the moment one of you fell asleep it all unraveled

you would wake up apart but you’re legs would still be touching

sapnap would joking blame it on you

“wow can’t believe you don't wanna be close with me even when we’re asleep”

“it’s not my fault! i can’t control where i end up when i sleep!”

“no, no. you don’t have to lie. i see how it is.”

“>:(“

but it's okay!

your legs are the first thing to react in a flight-or-fight situation, so they usually react in an honest way

which is like your legs are both reaching to hold each other!

p!tommyinnit:

i don’t get a very touchy vibe from tommy

i feel like the most he would do is put his arm over your shoulder

not in a flirty way, just in a “hey, there isn’t a lot of space, this will make sitting down more comfortable” way

he will let you sorta fidget with his hand/arm

i don't know if that makes sense but what i mean is that he’ll pretty much let his arm go *flop* so you can control it (by like moving it around or playing with his fingers)

in the beginning he would get annoyed

but eventually he would get used to it and wouldn’t really care

it sounds a bit strange but i personally find it very comforting to just have something to fidget with while watching youtube or netflix in bed with my friends

and it’s entertaining (sometimes i do this to me sister to annoy her :>)

he would act like he didn’t mind if you left him

but holy shit he is so clingy

If you try to leave it’ll just be “no, why??? stay here dumbass”

you would be slightly annoyed when he had to leave but knew he had to film and stream and all that so you would be okay

p!badboyhalo:

you would kinda sit within bad’s lap

like not on his lap, but more of in between his legs

he would have his arms around you

and his phone would be in front of you so you two could scroll through twt or instagram together

or you guys could watch skeppy’s youtube ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

rat would sit in your lap

she’s just;;;;;;;; so adorable

rat is just so soft and fuzzy in your lap and everytime you move to pet her she just melts

rat is the the superior cuddle buddy to any of these block people

p!skeppy:

skeppy, similar to quackity, is a total dork

he would make sure you guys were in a position where he could effectively troll you

so if your head was near his lap he would just flick you or some

“dude can you please stop hitting me in the head”

“it turns out i am not actually hitting you in your head because based on the perpendicularity of the bisector multiplied by the photosynthesis of the dividend, it is impossible for me to do so”

“wtf”

lya is so goddamn sick of you guys

she's trying to get him to actually do something but instead he’s just sitting there throwing paper airplanes at you while you sleep

he’s an annoying asshole but it's okay because he gives you money for absurd reasons

p!eret:

eret has such a comfortable presence

i feel like she wouldn’t be up for cuddling too much

more of like putting your head on a friends shoulder so you can see the tweet their showing you

but they do like to hold hands

holding hands isn’t very intimate but it's also just such a sweet comforting thing

she even holds your hand when you guys are out walking around

like if you guys were getting food somewhere (post-covid of course)

you most likely would get addressed as a couple

and he would just be like”...wut?”

it’s happened so many times at this point you just go along with it

“you guys look like such a cute couple!”

“oh we aren't-” “thank you!”

can you tell that i love eret?

p!philza:

phil always has such dad vibes

i feel like the closest he would get to cuddling is hugs and hand holding

even though cuddling isn’t inherently romantic, he is married to kristen

so i fell he would get most of his touch in with her

but with you he’s just so fatherly

hello dadza

whether you have a good or bad relationship with your father, everyone can admit that philza minecraft is dadza

this is such a dad thing, but tries to hold you hand when you cross the street

no matter the age, he just feels the need to protect you

hugs are similar

uses hugs as a way to comfort you and protect you

just so amazing all around

p!tubbo:

tubbo would love cuddling in any way, shape, or form

if you guys are hanging out at like the park or something and lying down

get ready to become this mans pillow

this is really fun to do with your friends but imagine you guys are hanging out in a field type area (with my friends we hand out in the field next to the cemetery but it can be any open grass area)

tubbo would just use your lap as a pillow the whole time

and when you guys were walking back to his house he would sorta drape his arms over your shoulders (assuming he’s taller than you)

he would do the same thing when you guys were sitting in chairs or at a desk

just drapes his arms over your shoulder with his chin on your head

if it's really late and he's tired he’ll just hug you

p!ranboo:

if you thought tubbo is bad, ranboo is even worse

not even really cuddling, he just likes having a sort of skin-to-skin contact

so handholding and laying on top of eachother

if he’s streaming he will legitimately message ou to just sit next to him

so sometimes if he’s just chilling by himself on the smp you’ll end up on his streams

he’ll have you next to him just because he likes be near someone

and so randomly it’ll just be like “chat, a real human is here, behave”

chat does not behave

(they heavily bully him)

he’s pretty clingy but when you HAVE to leave he’ll understand and just be a bit bummed out

holy shit this took me so long-

if you read this whole thing thank you!

#mcyt x reader #wilbur soot x reader #karl jacobs x reader #nihachu x reader #quackity x reader #dream x reader #georgenotfound x reader #sapnap x reader #tommyinnit x reader #badboyhalo x reader #skeppy x reader #eret x reader #philza x reader #tubbo x reader #ranboo x reader #kermie's headcanons #kermie spent so long on this and is dying

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s1utspeare · 3 years

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DID SOMEONE SAY BODY LANGUAGE COMPARISON???

I heard the sweet, dulcet tones of acting meta on this post and could not resist her call, so @xcziel, @foxofninetales, this one is for you.

THE LIU CHANG DMBJ CHARACTER META: WANG CAN vs LIU SANG

So first of all lemme just say I love these bitches, and what’s interesting about Liu Chang is that he plays them on opposite ends. There’s not much he can do about the fact that, y’know, he’s the same-ass person, but there are some very distinct differences between Liu Sang and Wang Can, which we will be talking about now.

Liu Sang photo cred: @foxofninetales

Wang Can photo cred: @xcziel

Jiang Wu photo cred: me screenshotting @xia-xueyi’s Moonfall Echo subs (ep. 13)

PART ONE: BODY LINES

I’ve talked about body lines before! But now we get to look at it from the same actor in two different characters! As a recap, straight lines are strong, sturdy, confident, and straightforward; curved lines are weaker, but more interesting and more dynamic.

For example!!

We got our bitch Wang Can here!! This is our first look at this slimy man, and look! He’s like a square!!! All straight lines, all ups and downs. Him body a square!! The costume people also do a great job of boxing him up bc of the tailoring of his jacket, and the two neutral color palette. There’s no embellishments, no decor. This is a straightforward man!! He’s not hiding anything except exactly how much of a bitch he is

(Also notice that his hands are showing and in fists. This will be important in a minute.)

Next, we have our favorite boy Liu Sang, showing up for the first time (ignore the differences in angles):

Oho! He’s a curvy motherfucker!! Aside from the fact that his clothes are now tailored correctly to demonstrate his natural curves, this mans is also curving himself! His arms! Are loose! And bent!! His head and neck aren’t nearly as emphasized! And! AND!!!! His hands are in his fucjing POCKEEETTTSSS. That indicates FURTIVENESS! That indicates MYSTERY! We’re going to find some things OUT about this boy and we’re gonna like it!!!

In comparison, look at Jiang Wu:

LIU CHANG U BEAUTIFUL BITCH. He fucking BENT HIS ARM. He kept one straight and BENT THE OTHER!!! Oh joyous occasion!! We have a DYNAMIC BOY!! but not too dynamic—peep that hidden hand! Also I love this bc it was TWO DIFFERENT LIU CHANG CHARACTERS IN THE SAME SHOW!!! :D see!! Here’s Liu Sang again!

THIS IS A CONFIDENT LIU SANG!!!! He is CHANGED! He is capable of expressing emotions now! Look at just how much body language he has going on, while in comparison, Jiang Wu and Wang Can are like creepy Wood Baby Puppets. His body shape is boxy again, but that’s bc he’s the protagonist of this one. The plot hinges on him, he’s gotta be sturdy.

WHAT WE HAVE DETERMINED SO FAR:

Wang Can is straight lines, no hidden agenda (which is funny cause he’s a Bad Guy)

Liu Sang is dynamic lines and movement, and alludes to mysterious ✨secrets✨

Jiang Wu is a mix of the two and also a dumb dork (that’s not from the body language, I just think he’s funny)

PART TWO: HAIR, BABY!

Once again I owe my life to costuming people. Someday I’ll write that Mystic Nine costuming meta but today we’re focusing on Liu Chang and, specifically, his HAIR PEOPLE!!! I love them and would die for them literally

Once again, ladies and gentlemen and all my glorious they/thems, Wang Can:

OOOOOH I hate his slimy RAT FACE lemme AT EM. Ahem. Regardless, let’s take a look at this BITCH, shall we? We have: straight line face angles!! Very standard shape, BUT this is all accented by the fact that his hair is S C R A P E D back to within an inch of its life, like. Ahem. Sir. Please. Also this man’s got CONTOUR on. If u look at literally any pics/videos of Liu Chang out of character he is NOT this angular. His head is just as rectangular as his body, and the pulled back hair emphasizes his face, which is interesting as he doesn’t do a whole lot with it.

Alternatively, Liu Sang:

This is a nice boy!!! This is a nice soft boy!!! Look his face has CURVES that are emphasized by the glasses (which also draw attention to his eyes, which is good bc that’s where he does the most work, which we’ll get to later) and the HAIR!!! His hair is soft!! It’s flowy! It’s curvy! He conditions!!! This boy is approachable and will Not shoot you One Million Times with a Machine Gun. This also works with the Liu Sang Signature Ponytail, as he leaves thick-enough bang pieces out to also give the illusion of curves around his face. Also his nose and cheekbones are NOT as strongly contoured, so the angularity of his face is softened as well

WHAT WE HAVE DETERMINED SO FAR

dmbj hair and makeup people were doing the absolute most

Wang Can’s hair gives us the most access to The Face, giving him a slick, straight look, and also something else which we will discuss next

Liu Sang is Soft and Curved bc of the hair and glasses, primarily

Oh speaking of fucking which you know who else is soft??? Huang Junjie. That’s the softest man I have ever seen. His xiaoge is my favorite bc it’s perfectly believable that he’s Butter Inside based solely on his Cheeks (again, it’s the hair people doing the Lord’s work)

PART THREE: IT’S ALL IN THE FACE

The face is the actor’s best friend, and Liu Chang definitely uses his well. We know him as being sort of stoic, more on the Xiao-Ge end of things than the Wu Xie side, but if u compare Liu Sang to Wang Can, LS is going HAM with the facials.

Let’s take a look!

Fuck me UP!!!!!! Look at him!! This is one of the earlier episodes too so we haven’t even gotten to the real good stuff but!!!! Look at his eyebrows!!! Look at how wide his eyes get (once again, the glasses are jumbotroning the peepers)! Look at his unhappy lil mouth!! That’s a whole REALM of facial expression, and so early on in our journey!

Meanwhile, Fuckboy Prime:

(Pardon the garbage screencap, my laptop broke on me this week and I am Suffering)

This is at the very end of Wang Can’s time with us; he’s fighting and he’s going to die and he KNOWS it, but this bitch doesn’t even draw his eyebrows together. Mcwhomst???? Bitch u GOTTA give us more than that I’m BEGGING u

The other interesting thing about their differing facial expressions is that Liu Sang emotes mostly with his eyes, and Wang Can emotes mostly with his mouth. This is very obvious in the clip @xcziel posted, esp when he starts doing the whole gesturing-with-his-chin thing, but it’s prominent throughout.

These two screenshots were taken like fifteen seconds apart. He does a whole face journey, but only with his mouth. His eyes stay fixed; they move, sure, but they don’t get any wider or anything like that.

Liu Sang, however is always doing stuff with his eyes. For example (I couldn’t find an image of it quick enough but I know that @kholran has this gifset), the sacrifice scene where he looks up at Wu Xie with the biggest, most pleading and questioning eyes imaginable?? Kills me. The DEPTH in those bad boys. Fuck me UP.

This also checks out when we remember the glasses. Since they emphasize the eyes, we’re drawn to that part of Liu Sang’s face, so it makes sense that the majority of his expression would happen there. This is also prominent with his hearing abilities; whenever he’s trying to focus them (or get us to focus on him), he not only turns his eyes away, he SHUTS THEM, which means we as the audience know that there’s something going on underneath the surface, and really highlights the fact that this is an unusual and cool power!

With Wang Can, however, the structure of his face and absence of Hair Curves directs the eye to his mouth, so we watch that to tell what’s going on in his head. It’s all about directing the eye, and Liu Chang is very good at knowing where people are going to be looking!

SO: WHAT HAVE WE LEARNED?

Liu Sang, Wang Can, and Jiang Wu are all very distinctly characterized through their body language

The same actor becomes different characters by using their toolkit (the body) to its full potential

Hair and makeup people are Wizards

Wang Can is a Whole-Ass Ho and I do not miss him even a little bit

Liu Sang’s body dynamics change over time and I love that for him!!

I’m a giant nerd the end

#this is a long boy but I’m a nerd and enjoy drawing Arrows #liu sang #wang can #liu chang #dmbj #dmetabj #my meta #acting meta #tomb of the sea #the lost tomb reboot #moonfall echo

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Capturing a Dream

Chapter 11 – That Keeps Out the Danger

Chapter 1 Chapter 10

“How are we supposed to eat? We’re going to starve. You’re leaving us to starve. To wither away into nothingness.” Wally collapsed dramatically onto the kitchen island.

“Oh my God, drama queen. You don’t even live here. Go home and eat.” Chimera threw a kitchen towel in his face. He grabbed the towel as it hit him and fell back off of the barstool in an exaggerated drop, crying out as he fell.

“Yeah, Wally. You don’t even go here,” Robin grinned reaching to grab the cupcake left unguarded on his plate. He grumbled when Wally was able to get back up, get onto the barstool, and swipe it back again before he could take a bite. Chimera giggled at the reference until Robin turned his mischievous grin on her. Her giggles quickly quieted and her expression turned apprehensive. “And we don’t want to interrupt Chi’s date.”

Chimera rolled her eyes. Robin and Wally had been teasing her relentlessly since they found out she was going to be out of the Cave for the weekend and wouldn’t give them any details. They made the completely logical leap to claiming it was a date with Roy. She honestly wasn’t sure if it was intended to annoy her or Conner more, or more likely both. She was positive Robin’s ultimate goal in life was to antagonize every member of the Team and the Justice League with one comment, like the annoying, teenage menace he was. Honestly, she liked seeing it; a glimpse of normalcy in his life. But, that didn’t mean she appreciated it when it was turned on her.

“Yeah, you sure you won’t tell us where you two are going?” Wally teased, his words obscured by the bite of cupcake still in his mouth. “Roy won’t tell us anything.”

Chimera gave him a flat look. “Roy’s in India this week.”

“Ah, so that’s where you’re going. Guess portals have their advantages,” Wally snickered, waggling his eyebrows at her.

“Funny how she knew exactly what his plans were for this weekend, don’t you think, Conner,” Robin commented in exaggerated innocence, laying his arm on Conner’s shoulder.

Chimera’s mouth dropped, scandalized by the accusation. “You’re the one that told me.”

“I have no recollection of that conversation…” he answered seriously. He looked at the floor and shook his head, his hand stroking his chin in thought. “Actually, I do.” The grin he shot her was nothing short of terrifying. He leaned across the island to get in her face. “You asked me where Roy was going to be. You were very insistent,” he grinned, pushing into her face.

“I hate you. And if I had to ask you, that means I didn’t ask him, dork,” she pointed out, shoving Robin’s head away.

“Hey!” He cried out. “My hair!” He automatically reached up to fix his hair.

Chimera raised an eyebrow at him, a feral grin spreading across her face. “Oh no. No, no, no. Chi…” he warned, moving off the chair and backing slowly away from her. Once he got to the door, he took off running at full speed. Conner and Wally watched as Robin jumped the railing to drop down to the floor below. Chimera raced after him, jumping the railing with just as much grace as Robin. They could just hear their footsteps as they ran and accidentally collided with different objects.

“Really hope they don’t accidentally destroy anything,” Conner observed casually, swiping his own cupcake and taking a bite, “…again.” He smiled at the sound of Chimera and Robin’s laughter echoing off the walls.

“If they do, it won’t be accidental,” Wally noted as he stuffed his fourth cupcake in his mouth, glaring at Conner for taking one of the cupcakes Chimera had made for everyone. He turned sharply back toward where the two had run off to when they heard a loud yelp and even louder cackle. He shook his head and leaned back, waiting for Robin’s walk of shame back into the kitchen. He never outraced Chimera. She always caught him. He wasn’t sure why Robin even tried instead of just accepting his fate.

It only took a minute for Robin to slope back into the room and slouch back into his chair, pouting the entire way. He tried to subtly fix his now extremely ruffled hair. Chimera was only a few steps behind him, trying incredibly unsuccessfully to hold in her giggles.

“I hope your date sucks,” Robin grumbled into the floor.

“Not a date,” she singsonged and booped him on the nose.

“Hope Roy feels that way too,” Wally smirked, but his eyes were on Conner with an amused gleam at his scowl. Conner took a deep cleansing breath. He knew they were just teasing, but he really didn’t appreciate the joke.

Chimera pulled at Robin’s hoodie pocket, looking in it with a furrowed brow. “What are you doing?” Robin demanded, slapping her hands away.

“I’m looking for the brain call you two share. Someone has to have it,” she shrugged. “I figured it was your turn with it today.”

“I have it today, thank you very much!” Wally objected around the mouthful of his fifth cupcake.

Chimera stared at him blankly for a few seconds. Robin rolled his eyes and slumped against the island. “Idiot.”

Chimera shook her head. “I can’t believe they’re letting you guys go out unchaperoned,” she muttered

Robin scoffed. “I’m from Gotham. And I do this,” he motioned around them. “I can take care of myself.”

“I’m from Gotham,” Chimera mocked him in a poor imitation of his voice. “Being from Gotham doesn’t automatically give you better judgement than people from other places.”

Robin glowered at her, but before he could retort she continued in a softer tone. “I know you can take care of yourself and you’re responsible… on missions. But this isn’t a mission and you’re a kid. You should get to be one, which means making stupid decisions that adults try to talk you out of and they,” she motioned toward Wally and Conner, “don’t count. They’re more childish than you.”

“Hey,” Wally objected again. He narrowed his eyes at her. “Roy’s never going to kiss you if you keep being so mean.”

Chimera rolled her eyes. “I’m meeting my best friends.”

“Wow, already introducing him to the family. You and Roy are really moving quickly,” Robin quipped.

Chimera groaned and looked to the ceiling for patience. “You are such a little dick.”

Robin froze momentarily. Conner looked down to hide his grin, but there was no hiding his chuckles. Wally, however, was laughing so hard he was bent over holding his stomach, his body shaking with laughter so violently, he almost fell off his chair. Chimera gave him a concerned look, but Robin glared at him. After a few minutes of unbroken laughter, he finally tamed his laughter enough to pat Robin on the head and gasp out, “You really are… such a little Dick.” Robin lunged for him but he sped out of his reach before he could make contact.

Conner shook his head and focused back on Chimera. “Can you say where you guys are going? Or will that compromise your identity?”

Chimera cocked her head to the side in thought before quickly shaking her head. “I don’t think so. We’re going to Metropolis. My best friend wants a tour of the Daily Planet… and to try to meet Clark Kent or Lois Lane.”

Wally perked up. “You don’t say.”

Chimera grimaced. “Yeah. She’s a huge fan of them. She desperately wants to meet them.”

The boys started laughing at her. Robin finally spoke up with a devilish grin. “You know, you could make that happen.”

Chimera threw her arms out in defeat. “I know! But not without compromising my identity. And even if I could, how would that even work? Hey Supes, totally unrelated to me or my identity in any way, could you meet with this person I absolutely do not know on a very personal level for many years? Ugh. This is going to be awkward as hell. I’m going to be on his home turf… where he works… his territory. I’m going to have to pretend I don’t know him and didn’t go all Electro on him.”

Conner smiled at her catastrophizing. “He likes you. You remember that, right? And at the time, he was the bad guy so, if anything, you went all Storm on him.” He chuckled at the deadpan look she gave him. “If it makes you feel better, he’s off-world today and tomorrow.”

Chimera perked up with a hopeful grin. “Really?” Conner nodded. She bounced on her toes in excitement.

The action was so adorable on her Conner couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up. “Yes,” he reassured her.

Her smile suddenly turned into a wary look. “Are you sure? How do you know?”

Conner moved closer and rested his hands on her shoulders. “I talked to him. We’re trying to make time to hang out so we can get closer. So incredibly awkward but… anyway. He said he couldn’t do anything this weekend because he’ll be off-world.”

She gave him a sympathetic smile and moved under his arms to give him a hug. She lessened the pressure and rested her head on his chest, keeping her arms around him. He returned the gesture, wrapping his arms around her as well. “I’m glad to hear that. Not the he’s not here part, the he’s trying part… well, actually, both parts. I’m not going to lie. I’m really happy he won’t be there when I am. But I’m sad you guys can’t hang out this weekend.”

Conner smiled into her hair. “It’s okay. There’ll be other weekends. At least I know he isn’t trying to avoid me this time. It just means we get to have a boy’s weekend instead.” His expression turned concerned and he pulled back just enough to try to look her in the eyes. “Are you sure you’re going to be okay though? Last time you hung out with your friends it… you didn’t exactly come home happy.”

She smiled up at him. “Yeah. I’ll be fine. I’m excited. It’s going to be a lot of fun.” She gave him an extra squeeze before starting to pull away. “I won’t be in P… home,” she quickly corrected herself, “this time, so it should be good.”

Conner pulled her back into a tight hug. “Okay, well… if you need us, I’m only one call away… or you know just show up wherever we are,” he whispered.

She craned her neck so she could rest her chin on his chest and look at him with a smile. “Portals have their advantages.”

“You two are disgusting! Get a room,” Wally groaned dramatically. He threw the towel Chimera had thrown at him earlier back at her. Chimera squeaked and jumped away from Conner, while Conner caught it before it could reach her. “You’re going to make Roy jealous if you keep it up.” Conner sent Wally a vicious glare that Wally completely ignored.

“Right. On that note…” She reached down for her bag but rolled her eyes at Robin when she saw he’d already grabbed it. “I’m stronger than you. You know that, right?”

“Yeah, don’t care,” Robin shrugged. “Wouldn’t want to disappoint Agent A with bad manners.”

She snorted and shook her head. “Sounds incredibly sexist, but whatever. Unless you’re planning on doing the same for them,” she motioned to Conner and Wally. Robin furrowed his brow at her, but kept his grip on her bag. “Then it isn’t manners, it’s sexism.”

He narrowed his eyes at her. “I’m going to tell A you said that.”

“Go ahead, I’ll own it,” she shrugged. “And he’ll agree with me.” She turned toward Wally and Conner with a small wave. “Okay, you guys have fun. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

Conner scoffed. “That doesn’t narrow it down much.” He grinned at her when she let out an offended scoff.

“Don’t worry, we won’t accidentally destroy anything. Can you say the same?” Wally grinned.

“I don’t destroy everything I touch,” she groused, “just almost everything,” she muttered the last bit to the floor with a frown. She quickly recovered and looked back up at him with an exaggerated smile. “But, with the three of you going out unsupervised, I highly doubt something isn’t going to end up destroyed intentionally.” She narrowed her eyes challengingly at Wally. “In fact, I bet my trip is less destructive than yours.”

Wally sat up and grinned back at her. “Oh, you’re on. Two dozen cupcakes every day for a week if I win. My choice of flavors.”

“And no eating any food I make for a week if I win,” she smirked back at him.

“You know, there’s more than just you two in on this bet,” Conner reminded them.

“Oh? And what is it you want from Chimera when we win?” Robin asked with a devious smirk.

Conner glared darkly at him, but his cheeks turned a bright red. “I get to choose what we watch for a week.”

Chimera groaned and dropped her head. “Nooooo.”

“Backing out?” he grinned, raising a challenging eyebrow and moving closer to tower over her.

“Never,” she scoffed. “Just trying to imagine a full week of exclusively Conner-chosen programming.” She pretended to shudder. “The horror.”

He grinned down at her and took a step closer again until he was almost chest to chest with her. “Better not lose then.”

Chimera matched his grin and straightened up. “Oh I don’t intend to. There’s no way you guys will be able to stop yourselves from getting involved in any and every drama you walk in on. By the way, getting into a fight counts, even if you don’t destroy any property.”

The moment was broken when Robin spoke up. “I want chocolate macarons.”

Chimera shook her head and gave a sweet smile to Conner as she made her way to the door. She bumped Robin’s shoulder as she passed him. “Dream on, Bird Boy.”

Wally watched her leave the room with Robin and turned to Conner. “Whatever happens this weekend, we absolutely cannot allow anything to get destroyed because of us. Agreed?”

Conner nodded. “Agreed.”

Robin watched Chimera closely as they walked. She was quieter than usual. Normally she’d still be trash talking with him about the bet. She was extremely competitive and her personality flourished when there was a challenge. But now, she had a carefully crafted neutral expression on her face that he would have absolutely bought if he didn’t know her better. “You sure you’re okay?” he asked.

She smiled at him. A fake smile that he didn’t buy for a second. “Of course. You just heard me tell Conner, it’ll be fine.” She looked back forward quickly.

“Are you upset about us teasing you about Roy?”

She huffed out a laugh. “No. It’s fine. Honestly, less teasing than my friends back home would do. I’m tough. I can take it.”

Robin looked back toward the kitchen. “I don’t know that Conner feels the same way,” he said carefully.

Chimera eyed him suspiciously. “Robin…” She pursed her lips and took a breath. “Then maybe you should stop doing it around him.”

“Maybe you should put him out of his misery, and yours,” Robin snapped back a bit harsher than he meant.

“Robin, you know I can’t,” she shook her head and looked down.

“I just want to… you two just seem so… are you sure?” he tried again.

“Robin…” she repeated, but her voice was considerably sadder this time. She pursed her lips and looked back forlornly toward where Conner and Wally were waiting for Robin. She let out a deep sigh that became a boom sound and expanded her fingers out, miming an explosion. “Yeah, I’m sure.”

“Does it really matter if you’re officially together or not when things like that,” he motioned toward the kitchen, “happen so often? You guys are… you’re perfect for each other. You make each other happy. I can’t believe you’re not meant to be together.”

“Yes, it does,” she answered sharply. “It matters. That’s what I’ve learned. That’s what the universe taught me.”

He took a deep breath to prepare himself for this. He’d been working on what to say for a few weeks. Just the right way to phrase it so it hit right, so she thought it was a matter of helping him, not herself. Because that was her weakness, if you could call it that; protecting the people she loved, whatever the cost to her. “I just… the result of being a hero can’t be to be miserable. I need to believe that you can still be happy, that I can be happy, but between you and Batman...”

“Of course you can be happy,” she jumped in instantly, just as Robin had been hoping she would. “You and Zatanna are happy now. And even if that doesn’t last, you know you still can be. And Batman…” she grimaced unsure how to sell a happy Batman. “Wally! He and Artemis are adorable.”

“Oh come on. Wally’s going to mess that up, you know him,” Robin scoffed.

Chimera rolled her eyes. “And Artemis will knock him back into shape. You know her. No, I think they’re in it for the long haul. ‘Til death do them part.”

Robin shook his head. He needed to focus it back to her and him. “I need to know that someone like you gets to be happy too, or what’s the point? We’re constantly in terrible situations. We constantly see miserable things. That’s a part of our lives… but we can still be happy… right?” He was laying it on thick. He knew he was laying it on thick and he knew that if anyone else was doing this other than him, Chimera would have picked up on it all of two seconds into the conversation. But he needed to get to her, to make her stop and think. And if that meant manipulating her into it, he’d do it… again. But she was like a sister to him. She was family. And when it’s family, it isn’t manipulating, it’s meddling. And meddling is okay. Meddling is the way family show they love each other.

“Being in terrible situations doesn’t mean your personal life has to be too. But, it’s different for me, Robin. Things… things get destroyed when I fall in love; buildings, monuments, countries, moons, planets… The universe made sure I understood my lesson well. But you!” She gave him a bright smile and set her hands on his shoulders. “You have a heart so big. It could....”

Robin gaped at her. “You know he was just teasing right?” he interrupted before she could finish her sentence. “About you destroying stuff everywhere you go. Chi, you… you don’t… Chi, that isn’t anywhere near the truth. Terrible things happened, but that isn’t your fault. That’s the situations you were forced into. It isn’t you!”

Chimera nodded at him and gave him an utterly unconvincing smile. “Yeah. I know.” She gave him a quick hug and pulled away almost as quickly. “You guys have fun, okay? And if you need anything, just give me a call, okay?” She ruffled his hair again before punching her destination into the Zeta tube interface. “I’ll get notified even if I’m not transformed.”

“Chi,” Robin started again, but she was already standing in the Zeta tube platform. There wasn’t enough time to finish that conversation, so instead he answered with, “yeah, okay. I will.” He continued to stare at the Zeta tube for a few seconds before making his way back to the kitchen.

“Did you tell her?” Conner asked as soon as Robin made it back to the kitchen.

Robin shook his head, still looking back toward the Zeta tube. Conner nodded at his response. “That’s probably for the best. She'd freak out if she knew. She’d be looking over her shoulder the entire time.”

“Yeah, what are the odds we'd run into them anyway?” Wally grinned. “Now come on! We need to get going too. We just need to make sure we go to the Metropolis entrance she didn’t use.”

“Right,” Conner nodded and started walking to the Zeta tubes. “You got our bags, right Robin?”

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“And just twenty minutes ago, I was so happy Superman isn’t in town this weekend,” Marinette sighed and banged her head against the wall she was leaning against.

“He’s what!” Alya whisper yelled. Adrien and Nino shushed her while Chloe scoffed at her. “Go ahead and announce our presence, why don’t you?” Nino put his hand on Alya’s shoulder to keep her from pouncing on Chloe.

Marinette tried to tune them out as she assessed the scene in front of her. There were at least three figures on their floor, but there had been at least four more that had taken any people they saw back down to the toy store’s main floor with the rest of the hostages and she spotted a different three coming up as the others were going down. That was ten, but they had no way to know how many were in the store. The marionette looking villains were holding everyone they caught in an area that was out of their line of sight.

“Don’t know if the Bat is covering for him, but he is off-world. We are likely on our own,” Marinette whispered distractedly. “Trixx, can you peek at the main area and see how many captors you see and estimate how many victims there are.” Trixx nodded in understanding and phased through the floor.

“Oh well that’s just brilliant, isn’t it,” Chloe groused. “This was your idea, Agreste. I wanted to go to a spa, but noooo. We had to visit the giant toy store. ‘It’ll be such a fun end to the visit,’” she groused in a poor imitation of his voice. “And now we’re in the middle of yet another attack, without magic protection. And there’s no miracle cure for this. If anything happens, just know, I blame you.”

“You’re welcome to hide, you know,” Adrien pointed out quietly.

“No, I’m going to help. I’m just going to complain the entire time,” Chloe groused again.

“So, no different than usual,” Nino nodded, keeping his eyes on the situation in front of him.

Chloe glared at him, but before she could retort Trixx popped back up. “I counted nine doll-looking guys downstairs, Guardian. And at least twenty-five people being held by them,” Trixx reported quietly.

Marinette nodded, silently processing all the information she had. “Got a plan?” Adrien asked barely above a whisper, keeping his eyes on the main aisle.

Marinette ignored him, running scenarios through her head. “They’re moving strangely. Their movements are stunted. Either they’re not human or someone else is controlling them.”

“Or both,” Adrien added quietly.

“Or both,” Marinette agreed. “What do you think the odds are that they are… like robotic marionettes?”

Nino nodded along with her train of thought. “I’d say high. They all walk too oddly to be human and there’s too many to each be remote controlled, so robot seems most likely.”

Marinette gave a single nod. Her face morphed into a determined look, ready to go into battle. “We can use that against them.”

“Suit up?” Alya asked.

Marinette’s body tensed at the thought. Finally after a few seconds, she took a deep breath and let it out. “Not unless necessary. There’s an awful lot of cameras around here and I don’t have extra miraculous for you guys. We’re going to have to figure out a way to lure some away from the main group without the others noticing anything. Chloe, think you can work something out?” She stared at the stairway as she spoke.

“Can I get someone’s complete attention and manipulate them into doing what I want? Are you seriously asking me that?” she scoffed.

Marinette rolled her eyes. “Well then get on it. It would help if we could find something to fight with.”

Alya cleared her throat lightly. “Anyone feel like channeling Harley Quinn?” she asked with a smirk, twirling a bat in her hands.

“Yes!” Adrien whisper yelled.

“Fine, but I’m not dying my hair though or doing the pigtails,” Chloe grunted.

<><><><><>

Marinette had always had an appreciation for stuffed cats. She’d had one on her bed for years before she became Ladybug and after she did, she had an affinity for Chat Noir themed stuffies. She still had one on her bed in the Cave. But she can honestly say she has never been as thankful for them as she was right now.

She rolled off the large stuffed cat she had landed on when she tackled the marionette doll, causing both of them to fall over the railing. Her smartest move? No. But it was trying to drag an unconscious Chloe away. She had to stop it and maybe she had some anger issues lately resulting from violently repressing any slightly negative emotions for years, a fact which she was not willing to admit to anyone else currently.

“I’m counting that for me as a save,” Adrien whisper yelled down to her.

“It’s pink,” she called back. She raised her hand as she spoke, narrowing her eyes toward Adrien. She grabbed the bat Nino threw to her in one seeming effortless motion without taking her eyes off of Adrien. She used the momentum from the catch to smoothly swing the bat back up, connecting to the marionette robot’s head. She didn’t knock it completely off, but she managed to sever enough wires and connections in the neck to make it collapse on the floor. “… that makes it count as mine,” she finished.

“Bullshit,” Adrien pouted.

Marinette smirked at him quickly before her face turned serious. “How many are left?”

“I think they’re all gone, at least the ones in here,” a voice answered.

Marinette’s head snapped to the familiar voice. “Con… can I assume you took care of a few of them as well?” she winced internally at the extremely awkward transition to cover her gap.

“We got four of them,” Robin confirmed, coming up next to Conner. Conner kept his focus on Marinette. There was something incredibly familiar in her eyes, but he couldn’t place it, but whatever it was, he was having a hard time looking away.

Marinette nodded. “We got six, I think.” She turned up toward the second level. “That sound right?”

Nino nodded. “We each got one and that one makes two for you.”

Marinette nodded in understanding and started reviewing what she knew. “That’s ten. There were at least twelve. Are you sure…”

“That’s only five,” Wally interrupted her looking from her friends to her.

Marinette looked back up to her friends and realized the confusion. “No, we have another friend. She got knocked out.”

“Where?” Adrien asked.

Marinette gave him a confused look. “There?”

“What?” Nino asked, coming up next to him.

“There. It knocked her out right before I tackled it. That’s why I did it. She was right next to where I went over,” Marinette explained slowly.

“She’s not up here, M,” Alya said.

“Son of a…” Adrien growled, taking off to look for her. The rest followed suit, running down different aisles to find Chloe. Marinette ran up the stairs two at a time to help look.

“Who are we looking for?” Wally asked. “I mean what does she look like?”

“Blonde, blue eyes, yellow shirt, pissed off scowl,” Marinette answered over her shoulders, feeling completely confident he would use his powers to search for her. Her suspicion was confirmed when she felt two rushes of air at her side. She strained her ears and was just barely able to hear him tell Robin that he didn’t find anyone like that. She mentally cursed and started trying to figure out a plan before she even reached the top of the stairs.

“I didn’t find her,” Adrien announced, walking back toward them.

“Me either,” Alya and Nino chorused coming from their sections of the store.

“Damn it. Are you sure there aren’t any more of those robot things in here?” Marinette asked the Team.

Wally nodded. “We’re positive.”

Marinette nodded and started moving toward the far wall. “Did any of you see an exit up here?”

“Yeah, over there,” Wally motioned toward a back corner.

“You think she was taken?” Conner asked.

Marinette nodded moving quickly toward the exit. “She got knocked out. Even if she’d woken up, she’d be too weak to leave on her own, especially without notifying one of us. She knows the protocols.”

“You guys have protocols for going after villains?” Robin asked skeptically.

Alya scoffed at him. “You don’t?”

Robin blinked at her a few times. “I’m from Gotham, of course I have protocols for it.”

“You guys should stay and talk to the police. We’ll look for your friend,” Wally promised, giving the other Team members a look of understanding. Conner and Robin nodded in agreement.

“We’ll go with you,” Marinette stated with finality.

“No, we got it,” Conner stated in the same tone.

She cocked an eyebrow at him. “Okay, we’ll go separate.” She shrugged at him. She turned back to Nino and Alya. “Can you listen to the police gossip and do some research, see if you can figure out who might be behind it and let us know along with anything else you find.”

“Will do, L… Dudette,” Nino stuttered. He grimaced internally at the almost slip up. “We’ll talk to the police while you go get our girl.”

With her attention on Nino, she missed the Team slipping out the door, though Adrien watched them with a curious look. Marinette turned to Adrien. “You don’t have to come with us… if you’d rather stay with Alya and Nino.”

Adrien shook his head and gave her a supportive smile. “I’m with you, ‘til the end of the line.”

Marinette gave him a flat look. “You realize the guy that said that almost died, got his mind wiped and turned into a super assassin, killed Tony Stark’s parents, and tried to kill the person he said it to. Maybe not the bar to go for.”

Adrien shrugged and let out a noncommittal grunt. “Worked out in the end. I have complete faith in you. I always have.” He gave her a meaningful look. She gave him a guilty look that he couldn’t allow to continue. “You want to tell me about…” he motioned to the door where the Team had escaped through, changing the focus of the conversation away from their past and onto her present.

Marinette held her finger up for him to wait and typed out a text she didn’t send. ‘I’m not allowed to say.’ His eyes widened and he motioned toward the door with his head. He mouthed ‘really?’ She nodded in confirmation.

“What the hell… Are you sure this is a good idea?” Adrien gave her a dubious look.

She smiled at him. “I’m not sure, but I’m not going to not get Chloe. Can you imagine the fallout from that? Leaving her rescue to someone else?”

Adrien grimaced. “Valid.”

“And I really want to. I mean I’m,” she motioned to herself, “and they’re,” she motioned toward the door they had gone through. “I’ve never gotten to… they’ve never… I don’t know if this will happen again.”

Adrien nodded and gave her an understanding look. “Yeah, I get that. Okay. Let’s do this.”

She gave him a wide excited grin, and started bouncing on her toes. “Yay!” She focused back on her phone and started tapping rapidly.

“You got her?” he asked coming up next to her to look at her screen.

“Just a second.” She tapped her screen a few more times. “Got her,” she said tilting her phone to show Adrien.

Adrien nodded and pulled his phone out. He pulled up his messaging app and followed her example, typing a text he didn’t send. ‘You let Batman know?’

Marinette smiled and nodded as she typed a response. ‘Already sent him her phone’s info and who’s looking for her… as civilians. Wish was a video call. Know he would have smirked.’

They pushed through the exit, almost running into the Team, who were talking in hushed tones. Robin tucked his phone in his back pocket.

“I told you before, we got this,” Conner insisted. “The way you took care of that robot before was impressive, but this is likely to get a lot more dangerous. We can handle it.”

Marinette cocked her head to the side, opening her eyes wide in exaggerated innocence. “Thank you, but… then it’s dangerous for you too, isn’t it?” She looked at Robin and Wally and back to him. “I mean we’re all in the same boat here, right? Experience wise?” She ignored the coughing fit Adrien faked to cover up his laughter.

Robin spoke up, “I’m from Gotham. We’re used to villains kidnapping people. We know how to handle it.”

Adrien raised an eyebrow and shared a look with Marinette. “And we’re from Paris,” he intoned. “It was a lifestyle for a few years there.”

Marinette quirked her lip to the side in an amused smirk at the boys’ confused stares. “Look, it’s our friend who got kidnapped and it’s our drama you’ve walked in on. We’re going. If you guys are so insistent on getting involved with our drama, we won’t stop you.” Robin opened his mouth to say something, but before he could get it out, Marinette continued. “So Gotham, try to keep up, because we’re able to track her,” she held up her phone which showed a map with a dot moving on it. “…so unless you have a bloodhound in that hoodie pocket, we’re leading the way.” She ruffled his hair as she passed him to get to the stairs. Was she being a terrible older sister? No. She was being an amazing older sister, pushing all his buttons. Isn’t that how all families showed love? And the best part was he didn’t know to get her back for it. Free harassment. What kind of sister would she be if she passed that up?

Robin glared at her and Conner didn’t look much happier, likely upset because it meant they wouldn’t get to use their superpowers, but still followed her down the stairs. She was right. They had no way to track their friend without their help. They would just have to hold off on the superpowers until they got closer and hope they could break off to where the two couldn’t see them rescuing their friend. Wally however, was grimacing as he brought up the end of the line behind Adrien on the stairs, thinking about the cupcakes he was about to lose. Maybe if they didn’t cause too much more damage, they could still win.

“This isn’t the first time we’ve had to rescue Chloe from a villain’s hench… thing. I swear if I had a nickel for every time she’s gotten kidnapped… I’d only have like fifteen or twenty nickels but still it’s strange that it’s happened that many times.” Marinette looked back over her shoulder with a smirk, like she was in on a private joke.

Adrien set his mouth and pursed his lips. He refused to laugh at her comment, no matter how badly he wanted to. He looked between the guy behind him and the two ahead of him with an overly bright smile. “Hi, I’m Adrien. If we’re working together, we should probably know each other’s names.”

“Wally,” Wally offered with a chuckle. Unlike Adrien, he had no issue laughing at her comment.

“Robin,” Robin stated diplomatically, still trying to figure out if her comment was correct. He’d been the victim of kidnapping attempts multiple times both as Dick and Robin, but he didn’t know why her friend would have been so often.

Conner continued to stare at Marinette mutely, trying to figure her out better. If he stared long enough, maybe he could place where he’d seen her beautiful eyes before. Marinette gave him a bright, warm smile. “Oh,” Marinette paused and turned to look back at them as they all got onto the ground with a bright, warm smile, “Marinette. My name is Marinette.”

Conner looked away. Marinette thought she saw his cheeks darken slightly when their eyes met, but that could have easily been the taillights from the car that just parked near them. “Conner,” he grumbled.

Marinette nodded at him, giving him a sweet smile. “It is really nice to meet you,” she said earnestly, looking at the other Team members, “all of you.” She took a beat to look at them without a mask and nodded. “Okay, let’s get going then, before Chloe breaks a nail and we have to hear about it for the next six months,”

“Or you know, someone dies,” Conner argued, following her down the road.

Adrien shook his head behind him. “I don’t think we have to worry about that. She won’t kill anyone.”

“Probably… unless they mess with her hair,” Marinette added.

“Most likely,” Adrien agreed with a nod.

Robin gave Wally a confused, questioning look as they followed behind. Wally returned the look. Who the hell were these people?

Chapter 12

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rosieroxy117 · 3 years

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Azul Ashengrotto x Fem!Reader | What’s going on?-

BTW- YOU ARE IN THE OCTAVINELLE DORM AND MY AU IS ALSO IN THIS ONE SHOT-

If you haven't seen the one shot where I explained my AU. (7Dorms x She!Demon! Reader)

Then here's the explanation.

In my AU, the headmaster allows females to begin attending NRC the same year Yuu is brought into Twisted Wonderland, (Yuu isn't in this one shot) and that means there is also female dorm head and vice dorm heads for each dorm to even things out for the female's.

(This also means that my OC's will probably have a appearance in this as the readers friends)

Warnings : There will be a ton of cussing so if you are uncomfortable with cussing then please leave.

Anyways- I hope you enjoy reading this one shot!

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO KAYLA!?" (Y/n) shouted as she ran with Kayla in the halls of NRC.

"Oh! Nothing much- Just teased him a bit and I think he said something about the rules of the Queen of Hearts." Kayla said nonchalantly.

"STOP RUNNING IN THE HALLS!" Riddle shouted with a red face as he sped walked towards them.

"What the fuck- how is he still behind us!?" (Y/n) panted.

"It's because your slow." Kayla giggled as an irk mark appeared on (Y/n)'s forehead.

"Not everyone is as athletic as you! And plus I don't have someone that would fricking wake me up early in the morning just to run with them!" (Y/n) shouted at Kayla who only grinned.

"Whatever!~ let's just focus on escaping!" Kayla said as she grabbed (Y/n)'s wrist and sped up their pace.

"STOPDRAGGINGMEEEE!"

(Y/n) cried.

Kayla's eyes widened a bit before abruptly stopping and letting go of (Y/n)'s wrist on accident causing (Y/n) to go flying.

"REEEEEEEE- OOF" (Y/n) cried before landing into something.

Or someone...

She crashed into Azul-

Azul fucking Ashengrotto-

"Oopsie daisy~" Kayla giggled.

(Y/n) turned red as she looked up at Azul, she had crashed into him making them both fall onto the ground.

"P-Prefect!" (Y/n) stuttered as she abruptly stood up and offered her hand out to him.

"I'm quite fine, do not worry." Azul smiled up at her before standing up.

He fixed his glasses before sharply glaring at Kayla.

"But you..... Wreaking havoc again are you? why did you have to drag this poor unfortunate soul along with you?" Azul asked while Kayla giggled.

"She is my best friend what did you expect?~" Kayla grinned while shrugging.

"She's stuck with me forever and ever!" Kayla cheered.

(Y/n) laughed nervously as Azul glared at Kayla who was poking her tongue at him.

"So how do you two know each other?..." (Y/n) asked, suddenly the both of them turned their attention to her.

"Bumped into him on the first day when i was looking for Jack, stuck up brat wouldn't watch where he was going when he was wearing glasses." Kayla rolled her eyes as she put her hands on her hips.

Azul rolled his eyes at that then pushed his glasses up again.

"See, he ain't denying it." Kayla gestured towards him.

(Y/n) snorted at her comment while Azul began glaring at Kayla again.

"Well who is your friend Kayla, i believe i have seen her but i don't know where..." Azul asked as he inspected (Y/n) making her blush.

"Bruh- she's in our dorm? hellooooo??? No but seriously, i'm surprised you don't know her." Kayla said as she gestured towards (Y/n).

"She IS. Pretty famous in MagiCam and MagiDance just like I- the great female prefect of Octavinelle REMEMBER." Kayla said.

"You ain't too great." Azul said without looking at Kayla. She made hmph sound.

Thats right, You, a.k.a (Y/n) (L/n) is a famous influencer.

"Oh is that Floyd i see in the distance?" Azul said as he looked down the hall, suddenly a 'eek' sound was heard then Kayla ran off toward's the direction Azul was looking in.

"Hey!..- She forgot about me..."

(Y/n) mumbled.

"She's so easy to fool." Azul rolled his eyes as he turned his attention back onto (Y/n).

"Wait- you were lying!?" (Y/n)'s eyes widened as Azul smirked.

"But.. Why!?" (Y/n) asked in shock.

"No reason in particular." Azul Smiled at (Y/n).

(Y/n) blushed as she bit the inside of her cheek.

"Now that she isn't here, what is your name?" Azul smiled at her.

"I-It's (Y/n).." (Y/n) grew redder.

"What a lo-" Azul was cut off by a high pitched screech.

"YOU LYING PIECE OF SHIT! TRYING TO GET SOME ALONE TIME WITH MA GORL- AND NOW I'VE GOT RIDDLE AFTER MY ASS!" Kayla cried as she ran towards Azul and (Y/n) with Riddle tailing her.

"W-Wait you idiot! Your gon-" Azul was cut off by being dragged by Kayla, she had also managed to grab (Y/n) as well.

"YOU IDIOT LET GO!"

"NO YOU BROUGHT THIS UPON YOURSELF!"

"STOP RUNNING IN THE HALLS!"

"SHUDDAP RIDDLE WE ARE CURRENTLY TRYING TO ESCAPE YOUR SHORT ASS-"

"YOU IDIOT YOU JUST MAD HIM MADDER!"

(Y/n) bursted into a fit of laughter catching Azul's and Kayla's attention quickly.

"Eh?~ whats so funny??" Kayla asked as she stared at (Y/n).

"HEY YOU IDIOT LOOK STRAIGHT AHE-" Azul was cut off by Kayla bumping into the fountain.

SPLASH

"You dumb bitch..." (Y/n) face palmed as a red collar her neck her figure soaked because of the fact they went flying into the fountain.

Kayla huffed as she as well had a red collar around her neck.

"You truly are stupid." Azul said as he put his glasses back on. He too, had a red collar around his neck.

"Shut up!"

Kayla had now latched onto Floyd's arm as he raised it up and down, she had an oddly satisfied look- it looked like she was melting.

"Is she... okay?.." (Y/n) sweat dropped as she watched Kayla.

"Yup, always happens. She likes to latch onto Floyd as much as possible." Azul rolled his eyes.

"Hmm, you seem quite nice. We should talk more often." Azul smiled as he stared at (Y/n) who blushed.

"Oh- uh- a-sure..." (Y/n) fiddled with her thumbs, Azul chuckled.

"Oh my you are quite adorable." Azul smiled making her blush even more.

Bonus -

"Look at those two dorks, hopelessly in love." Kayla grinned as she pointed at Azul and (Y/n).

"Eh?~ How long do you think it's gonna take them to start dating?" Floyd asked as he stared at them.

"I say about a year since it's our Azul we are talking about." Jade hummed.

"I think a year is a bit much." Floyd said.

"With me along you know it's gonna take less then a year." Kayla said.

They all looked at each other then grinned.

#twsited wonderland #x reader #self insert #twst azul #ocs #azul ashengrotto

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smells-like-mettaton · 3 years

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For your sensory fic requests: How about 35 with Alpydyne?

Rating: G Word Count: 1595 Prompt: "jumping into a cold pool" Read on AO3: here

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Alphys blinked as cold poolwater splashed her in the face.

“Eight points!” Toriel announced from her beach chair. Next to her, Frisk held up a sign with the number seven painted on it. At least, Alphys was pretty sure it was a seven; it was hard to tell without her glasses on. She doubted Frisk would have rated Sans’s cannonball a one.

“You guys are too easy to please,” Flowey grumbled. His pot sat under the big umbrella next to Frisk. “I give the smiley trashbag a two. I didn’t even get wet.”

“Try standing over here,” Alphys suggested, drying her face on the hem of her terry-cloth dress.

She knew she’d been too close to the splash zone, but Undyne was about to leap from the diving board next. Alphys wanted to have the best view possible for the anime-worthy flips Undyne was sure to show off.

“How does he do that, anyway?” Undyne’s eyes narrowed at Sans. “He’s gotta be using blue magic to make himself heavier.”

“Being heavier wouldn’t, um, actually help that much,” Alphys pointed out. “For an optimal splash, you want to displace as much water as possible, so volume is more important than weight. Of course, if you don’t weigh enough, you won’t sink at all, and then the splash would be p-pretty lame.”

“Dang, Alphy, you’ve been holding out on me! I didn’t know you knew so much about cannonballs!”

“I don’t?” Alphys blushed. “I mean, I don’t have any p-practical experience. Just, um, the physics of it. Which, might be why Sans is so good at it, too?”

“That’s good enough for me!” Undyne grinned before scooping Alphys up in her arms.

“What?” Alphys’s eyes widened.

“You’re gonna help us get the best splash ever!!”

“Help—us? What do you—you’re—?”

Her eyes darted around, searching for help. All she saw was Papyrus wearing his black sunglasses and giving her a gloved thumbs-up.

“I BELIEVE IN YOU, ALPHYS! SHOW MY BROTHER WHO PUTS THE COOL IN POOL!”

“Th-there’s no… oh whatever.” Alphys gave up protesting.

Undyne tore off Alphys’s dress, revealing the red bikini underneath, and tossed it to Papyrus.

“DON’T WORRY! I’LL KEEP YOUR CLOTHES PERFECTLY DRY!”

Alphys trusted Papyrus on that. He hadn’t gotten near the water at all today, despite being the one to suggest the pool party at Toriel’s house. He had provided some pretty good spaghetti puffs for them to snack on, though.

“You ready, babe?” Undyne asked.

Alphys was not, and absolutely would never be, ready to cannonball into the pool with the love of her life. What if she tripped off the diving board? Well, that probably wouldn’t happen, considering she doubted Undyne would set her down. But what if she hit her head on the pool floor, or her swimsuit malfunctioned—

She quickly shoved down that thought.

“Ready!” she squeaked out, her face hot enough to evaporate any water left on it.

“That’s what I’m talking about!!”

Undyne grinned down at her, gave her one breath-stealing smooch, and then sprinted towards the diving board.

Alphys’s stomach somersaulted as the board bent and propelled them upwards with a loud BOING. Her claws dug into Undyne’s scales, but Undyne just hollered in delight.

“NGAHHHH!!!”

They hit the water in one unified ball of teal, red, and yellow. It probably looked awesome, but she could hardly dwell on that with the cold water engulfing her.

She managed to hold her breath until Undyne kicked them to the surface.

“You were AWESOME!” Undyne beamed.

Alphys spluttered a little, a few drops of water still caught in her snout.

“I, uh, I was?”

“HECK YEAH YOU WERE!!”

“I’m soaked to the bone,” Sans said from the edge of the pool. “Think you even managed to douse the little weed there.”

“The chlorine’s going to give me a rash,” Flowey grumbled. “Seven points.”

“Nine points!” Toriel added. “I’m going to need a new towel.”

Frisk’s sign seemed to read “zero,” but when they straightened out the soggy poster, the “one” in front of it became visible.

“What did I tell you!” Undyne hugged Alphys tight. “We’re the coolest!”

“Heh… I guess we are pretty cool.” Alphys grinned up at her shyly. “That was, um, actually pretty fun!”

“Does that mean you’re up for best two out of three?” Sans asked.

“Why not?” Alphys smirked. “It feels pretty good to kick your butt!”

“That’s the spirit, babe!”

“Don’t get too cocky.” Sans winked. “Hey Tori, you wanna show these nerds how it’s done?”

Toriel grinned, showing her gleaming fangs.

“I suppose I might as well, since I have been ‘dunked on’ already.” She stood, brushing off her black one-piece swimsuit. “Papyrus, would you do me the honor of taking my place on the judgement hall?”

“OF COURSE, TORIEL!” He saluted, but stood far back behind the beach umbrella. “I AM READY TO JUDGE FROM A SAFE AND RESPECTABLE DISTANCE!”

Alphys was tempted to join him, but Undyne stayed near the pool’s edge after climbing out. Besides, she was already wet.

“I’ve never, um, actually seen Toriel swim before,” Alphys admitted.

“Me either. They both look pretty confident, though.” Undyne frowned.

“You don’t think they’ll beat us, do you?”

“Nah. It’s best two out of three, so even if they show off this round, we’ve got time to make a comeback! Not that we’ll need it!!”

Alphys wasn’t so sure. Toriel had more volume than herself and Undyne put together. And if Sans was somehow using blue magic…

Toriel scooped Sans up in her arms, and the two of them glowed briefly as they leapt from the board.

“GET DUNKED ON!” They shouted in unison, before unleashing a splash that was more like a tsunami.

Alphys ducked behind Undyne, but couldn’t completely dodge the incoming wave. Papyrus cried out from behind them. When Alphys caught sight of him again, he was holding Flowey’s pot, and they were both safe and dry on the opposite side of the pool. Only Frisk looked completely unperturbed, still sitting in their beach chair and holding up the soggy “ten” sign.

“...Okay, that was pretty impressive,” Undyne admitted as Toriel paddled towards the edge of the pool, Sans resting sloth-like on her back.

“What was that?” He asked Undyne with a grin.

“Nothing, nerd!”

Toriel laughed. “I think they are saying they got ‘owned,’ dear.”

“Hey! We’ve still got one more round! We’re gonna crush you dorks into the dirt!! Right, Alphy?”

“Er…”

“FLOWEY HAS A BETTER IDEA!” Papyrus jogged over to them, still carrying the disgruntled flower. “WHY DON’T YOU TELL THEM, FRIEND?”

Flowey rolled his eyes.

“You idiots could just jump at the same time. Listening to you fight argue about who’s better is getting boring.”

Undyne blinked. “That’s… actually not a terrible idea!”

“I’m fine with it.” Sans shrugged.

Alphys nodded in agreement. While cannonballing with Undyne had been fun, she was a little afraid of what lengths Undyne would go to to beat Sans and Toriel.

“YES, FLOWEY IS FULL OF GREAT IDEAS! NOW, WE WILL BE WATCHING FROM AN EVEN SAFER DISTANCE, READY TO RECORD YOUR RECORD-BREAKING EXPLOITS! NYEH HEH HEH!”

Papyrus ran off, his feet fluttering as he hovered up to the roof of Toriel’s house. Alphys had long given up questioning his disregard for the laws of physics.

“Would you like to stand back too, my child?” Toriel asked.

Frisk shook their head and flashed a thumbs-up.

“Suit yourself, kiddo.”

“Alright! Let’s do this!!”

The four of them lined up at the diving board. Well, Undyne and Toriel lined up, with Alphys and Sans in their respective embraces.

“Um, are you sure this board is meant to hold—?”

As if Alphys’s words had been a spell, the diving board snapped beneath their feet. She barely had time to shout before they were all tumbling into the water, a mass of limbs and scales and fur.

She resurfaced quickly, spitting chlorinated water from her mouth. “Undyne?”

Undyne burst from the water, her wet ponytail slapping Alphys across the face. “That. Was. AWESOME!!!”

“Er… was it?”

Toriel pulled Sans out of the water by his skull and set him on her shoulders.

“Uh, sorry your diving board took a dive, Tori.” He grimaced.

“It is not your fault, dear. I should have foreseen that.” She didn’t look upset, thankfully. “I will install a new one eventually. For now, we should give Papyrus the show he is expecting, should we not?”

“Heck yeah!!”

After removing the broken diving board from the water, they once again lined up at the edge of the pool.

“You ready, bro?” Sans called out.

“THE GREAT PAPYRUS IS ALWAYS READY!”

Alphys grinned as Undyne counted them down.

“One… two… THREE!!”

Undyne and Toriel leapt into the air. Alphys felt a tingle of magic shoot through her, and then they were plunging back towards the water at record speeds.

The water seemed to flee from the force of their collective impact. The resulting wave roared in her ears and rocked her very core.

Undyne tried to carry them to the surface—but she didn’t need to. Alphys could nearly stand up in what was left of the pool’s water.

“Wow.” Sans blinked down from Toriel’s shoulders. “Uh. Looks like you won’t have to water your lawn for a while, Tori.”

She laughed, and soon the rest of them joined in.

“I suppose that is enough swimming for today,” Toriel said with a smile. “Who wants pie?”

#alphyne #fic tag #safeutdr #tali writes #prompt requests #thanks square!!

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luci-in-trenchcoats · 4 years

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You Got That Look In Your Eyes (Part 2)

Summary: Dean is back in town to take the reader on their first date...

Part 1

Pairing: Rockstar!Dean x reader

Square: Rockstar!AU

Word Count: 3,100ish

Warnings: language

A/N: Written for @spndeanbingo

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“Who’s the hot date with?” teased Eileen, munching on a bowl of popcorn on your bed.

“She’s not telling apparently,” said Donna, stealing a handful from the bowl.

“That’s also the third time you’ve put on that dress,” said Eileen.

“It’s definitely edgy,” said Donna.

“You mean slutty,” said Eileen.

“Guys,” you groaned. “I asked you to come over to help me.”

“If you’re going for slutty, that’s the one,” said Donna, rolling off the bed as you threw your head back. “Alright, alright.”

Donna walked into the closet and you lay down on the bed face first.

“I take it you’re over douchebag,” said Eileen. You nodded and she laughed, rolling you into your back. “You just did your makeup. Come on.”

“Well it’s too much,” you said, going into your bathroom and washing off your face.

“Is she having a meltdown cause I totally just found the perfect outfit,” said Donna.

“Y/N? You freaking out on us?” asked Eileen.

“It’s just a guy,” said Donna, wandering into the doorway, holding up a flowery dress and your ripped denim jacket you forgot you even owned.

“That’s cute,” you said, wiping off your face.

“Wear your booties with it and this guy will be all over you,” said Eileen. “So who exactly has got you all in a twist?”

“You don’t know him,” you said, taking the clothes from Donna.

“Go light. It’ll go better with that,” said Eileen.

“Do you want to do my makeup for me?” you asked.

“I’d love to,” she said, grabbing your mascara out of your hand.

“Eileen,” you sighed, letting her turn your cheek.

“Fine. But I get to do your hair,” she said, slapping the tube back in your palm.

Half an hour later you stood in front of your mirror, hair in a fishtail braid and smoothing out your dress.

“I bet this guy is gonna love that,” said Donna over your shoulder.

“Well he’s gonna be here soon so…” you said, all three of your heads whipping around when the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it!” they both said, skirting out of your room.

“Guys!” you said, both pausing at the top of your stairs. “Can you two please reign it in? And like not be here when I get back later? I like this guy.”

“Well she’s been smiling goofily at her phone the past three weeks. I hope she likes him,” said Donna as you headed down the stairs.

“Please stay up here until I’m gone?” you asked.

“Duh,” they both said.

“Thank you,” you said, jogging down the stairs and quickly opening the front door.

“Hi, sweetheart,” said Dean with a big smile, handing over a small batch of flowers. “You look beautiful.”

“What’s he look like?” you heard whispered from the balcony.

“I can’t see. He brought her flowers though. Point one for him,” said back Eileen. Dean chuckled and you rolled your eyes.

“Roommates?”

“Annoying ass friends who should go away now!” you shouted up the stairs. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s cool. I have been looking forward to this for weeks,” he said.

“You look pretty. Handsome. Pretty handsome,” you said, putting a hand on your face.

“I already know you’re a dork,” he laughed. “But thank you. You ready to go?”

“Let me just stick these in some water,” you said, jogging to the back of the house. You set them in a tall glass for now and headed back to the foyer, slipping on your shoes.

“So,” said Dean, wrapping his hand around yours once you were outside and walking to what looked like a nice rental car. “Your friends sound fun. Let me guess. Eileen and Donna?”

“How’d you know?” you asked.

“Oh, you’re always talking about your besties. It’s cute. I’m glad you got them around,” he said.

“They’re annoying...and they want me to get over the douchebag,” you said.

“Are you?” he asked. “We can keep this completely platonic if you want.”

“I am and I didn’t say I wanted to do that,” you said. Dean hummed, giving you a small nod.

“Good cause you have been flirting with me like crazy,” he said, smirking as he walked around the other side of the car.

“Keep it up, Winchester, keep it up.”

“Jeez,” you said twenty minutes later when you were downtown. “Am I dressed up enough?”

“Yeah,” said Dean. “I’m the one in jeans. Come on.”

You followed him into one of the arguably nicest restaurants in town and started to frown.

“I hope I’m not disappointing you but I just wanted to say hi to a friend quick. I haven’t seen him in a while,” said Dean.

“Oh. That’s cool,” you said, surprised when you started to head back into a kitchen and poked one of the cooks in the shoulder.

“Deano?” he said as he spun around.

“Hey Benny,” said Dean, getting wrapped up in a big hug. “Been awhile.”

“I haven’t seen you in a year, brother. So you think that little music thing is ever gonna work out for ya?” he teased.

“Who knows? You ever think that cooking thing will work out for you?” laughed Dean.

“Good seeing you. You look happier than I’ve seen lately,” he said, looking at you. “Well hello. You are far too attractive for my friend here.”

“This is Y/N,” said Dean.

“The Y/N?” smiled Benny. “Wow. Dean’s got such a crush on you.”

“Thank you, Benjamin,” said Dean.

“I think your friends would get along with mine,” you laughed.

“You got any friends as half as good looking as you and I’m all in,” said Benny.

“Down, Benny,” said Dean.

“You guys eating here?” asked Benny.

“Nah. Just wanted to stop by,” said Dean. “Tour’s ending soon so I should be around more.”

“Well let me know. We’ll grab a bite and a drink at my place,” said Benny. “Actually how about at yours, rich boy.”

“I technically still live at home,” said Dean. “I don’t even have a house.”

“That’s because you’re indecisive,” said Benny. “Now you two go enjoy your date.”

“Later, Benny,” said Dean, leasing you back outside of the restaurant. “Thanks for that. I haven’t seen him in forever.”

“It’s no problem. He’d probably get along with Donna if I think about it,” you said.

“Donna’s a cop, right?” he asked. “Benny would love that.”

“Well maybe if this goes well...we can have a little get together,” you said. “When you’re done with your tour.”

“I can’t wait to just sit down and do absolutely nothing,” he said. “Just sit with a guitar and just enjoy playing.”

“You still enjoy it?” you asked, walking with Dean along the sidewalk.

“The music, sure. It’s pretty cool hearing a song you wrote sung back to you by a ton of people. Hearing it on the radio is pretty incredible too. But I don’t really like the famous part. I hate going to events and stuff like that. I’d rather be hanging out or having a backyard bonfire,” he said.

“I get that,” you said. “I think you should stick with it though.”

“You think?”

“Yeah. Take a break, get your head on straight, get some good people around you. You’re not some rookie anymore,” you said.

“True. Not been much in the mood to write until recently,” he said.

“You know this is going to sound bad but I totally went and bought your album on iTunes,” you said.

“Well I appreciate it,” he chuckled.

“Wanna know my favorite song?”

“Baby,” he said, your eyes wide. “You seem like a Baby girl.”

“I know it’s not the song that was a hit-“

“It is actually the worst selling one if you can believe it,” he said.

“I really like that one,” you said.

“You know that song isn’t about a girl? It’s about that car my dad and I are fixing up. We call her Baby,” said Dean.

“I like it cause it’s a little sad,” you said.

“I wrote that when I found out I was going on tour,” he said.

“I like it,” you said with a shrug.

“I’ve been working on another song. This one actually is about a girl,” he said.

“A break up song?” you asked.

“A getting together song,” he said. “You know, when you got a new relationship, that sort of thing.”

“Oh really,” you said.

“Totally different girl, not you,” he teased.

“What’s her name?”

“...shut up,” he said, smiling when you grabbed onto his arm. “I mainly got the chords down is all.”

“Is it a happy song?”

“Very,” he said.

“Good,” you said, Dean swinging your hands together. “Where we eating dinner?”

“You’ll see.”

“I love the food trucks,” you said, halfway through your fish taco ten minutes later. “The douche hated them.”

“A cheater and he doesn’t like great food? What’s wrong with this guy,” said Dean, shoveling some brisket in his mouth.

“We work together,” you said. “Sorry. I’ll shut up about him.”

“He an ass at work?” asked Dean.

“No. It’s awkward. He cheated on me with one of our co-workers,” you said. “Work sucks right now.”

“Take some time off, recharge,” he said. “Get away from those guys.”

“I can’t. The company is paying off my student loan if I worked for them for five years. I still have three to go,” you said.

“I could pay off your loan,” he said.

“Thanks but no,” you said.

“How about a year from now if we’re still dating and you haven’t gotten rid of me and work still sucks, I can pay it off so you can be happier someplace else,” he said.

“Sure, why not,” you laughed.

“I think my odds of a second date just went up,” he said. You bumped his hip and he returned it, enjoying his fries before he started to tense up. “Can we go?”

“Yeah. Everything okay?”

“Somebody’s watching us,” he said. You looked around, Dean grabbing your hand and quickly walking the two of you out of there. “Looked like some paparazzi person.”

“You really hate being famous huh,” you said.

“Yup,” he said.

“Let’s head back to the car. I got a private place we can go.”

“You took me to a murder barn,” laughed Dean as you pulled him up the stairs.

“It’s...it’s just a quiet place,” you said, guiding Dean over to the open doors up on the second floor, sitting down and dangling your feet over the edge.

“Oh,” he said as he sat down, the night sky on full display. “That’s pretty. How’d you find this place?”

“A few friends and I were riding bikes when we were kids and this huge storm rolled in. We were way outside of where we were supposed to be and we spotted this place and hunkered down here until the storm passed. It’s always kinda been a safe place,” you said.

“Thanks for showing it to me,” he said, finding your hand and lacing it together with yours. “I like you, Y/N.”

“I kinda hoped so after all the flirty texts,” you said.

“You started it,” he said.

“You started texting me first!” you said.

“Cause I knew you’d never text me first. I bet a part of you thought that was a game I was playing,” he said.

“It was a very small part,” you said. “But I don’t think that anymore.”

“I don’t like games. Not those kinds of ones anyway,” he said.

“What games do you like?” you asked.

“I was always a fan of hide and go seek,” he said, hopping up. “Count to a hundred?”

“And if I win?”

“Bragging rights...and maybe I can swipe some extra passes for your friends,” he said with a smile. “Although you don’t have to win to get those.”

“You don’t have to.”

“I want to. You’d have more fun hanging out with them and I’d like to hang out with ‘em. Now, beautiful. Come and catch me.”

“How are you so good at that?” said Dean as you were sat on the hood of baby, eating some fast food take out and sipping on a pair of beers from your six pack an hour later. “Hide and seek.”

“Older brothers,” you said. “Four older brothers to be exact.”

“I see. You were thoroughly traumatized as a child then,” he chuckled.

“Oh, for sure,” you said. “But I got to annoy the shit out of them.”

“My little brother would agree with you on that,” he said. “Is this okay for like, a first date? I know you were probably expecting better than McDonald’s at one in the morning.”

“I like this first date. It’s simple and we’re not stuck in some restaurant where we can't hear each other talk and it’s fun to just bounce around, ya know?” you said.

“Yeah,” he said. “Simple’s nice. I like simple.”

“I still can’t believe you’re dating this guy,” said Eileen, shoveling a few chips in her mouth in the VIP room the next night.

“Want me to do a background check on him?” asked Donna.

“Don, no,” you said.

“Too late,” she said.

“And…” you said.

“Clean record. Apparently he and a friend went for a bit of a little speeding on the highway one night in said friend’s dad’s truck when they were teens. They just scared the shit out of them though. He looks about as harmless as a puppy dog,” she said.

“That’s good.”

“Yeah. Still though. I will kill him if I have to,” she said.

“Me too,” said Eileen, eating more chips. “These are so good. Sam hates chips.”

“Yeah but Sam’s like hot,” said Donna.

“Good point,” laughed Eileen, swallowing hard as she stared past you. “Hi.”

“Hi Eileen,” said Dean, giving her a smile before turning to Donna. “Hi Donna. You guys keeping Y/N occupied for me?”

“Uh huh,” they both nodded.

“Guys. He’s like a regular dude. Stop freaking on me,” you said.

“Regular dude who’s gonna sing in front of like a gajillion people,” said Donna.

“I heard you’re a bit of a singer, Donna,” said Dean. You gave her a grin, Donna glaring at you.

“Yeah...I’m not really great,” she said, poking Eileen. “Eileen. Talk.”

“S’okay. You guys looked like you were having a good time before I interrupted-“

“Your last name is Winchester,” she said. “That’s like...your real name?”

“Uh huh,” he said.

“You wouldn’t happen to be related to Sam Winchester on the off chance would you?” She asked with a swallow. Dean’s face lit up, looking Eileen up and down.

“You’re that Eileen! Oh, Sammy is head over heels for you,” said Dean with a laugh. “He’s my little brother. He pretends we’re not related sometimes. I don't really blame him. But he has a super crush on you. He talks about you for hours.”

“Really?” she said.

“Yeah, he thinks you’re awesome,” said Dean.

“Well, he’s alright,” she said with a shrug, biting her bottom lip.

“You know he believed in the Easter bunny until he was twelve,” said Dean.

“I wonder who told him that,” you said, Dean chuckling.

“Well I’ve got to run ladies. Enjoy the show and if you guys want anything, be sure to go ask Kyle,” said Dean. He nodded for you to walk out with him, Dean pausing by the door. “Small world with Eileen, huh?”

“Your little brother is a lawyer?” you asked.

“Mhm,” said Dean. “I try to keep him out of this stuff. But I mean, not to gossip but Sammy really loves your friend, you know.”

“I think she knows,” you said with a smile.

“Do you want to grab a bite or a drink after the show?” he asked.

“Maybe,” you said with a shrug. “We were thinking of getting a pizza at my house later.”

“I like you guys. You eat all the time,” he chuckled.

“Boys are invited,” you said. “If you want.”

“Can my brother come?” he asked.

“Yeah. Invite your friend Benny too if he’s free,” you said. “You know, Donna’s single and always down to mingle.”

“Alright,” he said with a smile. “Now I really got something to look forward to.”

“Hey, go have fun out there,” you said.

“Okay but only cause you asked,” he said, flashing you a wink.

“You’re ridiculous,” you said.

“But I’m cute right?” he teased.

“Eh…” you said, Dean pouting. “Yeah, I guess you’re cute. Oh hey, what kind of pizza do you like?”

“Whatever you want is fine, sweetheart,” he said.

“Come on. My treat,” you said.

“I never turn down buffalo chicken,” he said.

“You just got more attractive,” you said, Dean smirking at you. “I will order some then and I will see you after the concert?”

“Mhm. Be sure to catch the last song before you head out though,” he said, smiling before he pecked a kiss to your cheek. “Later, Y/N.”

“Alright, I know this is normally the end of the show but I got something new I want to share with you guys,” he said, spinning on his stool, flashing a wink off stage at you. “It’s called Simple.”

“He wrote you a song called that?” whispered Donna in your ear.

“Why?” asked Eileen in your other one as Dean started to strum his fingers.

“Cause for some reason, with Dean, it’s simple.”

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#spndeanbingo #supernatural #spn #dean x reader #dean winchester #supernatural fanfiction #dean winchester x reader #dean #winchester #dean spn #dean x

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cottoncandyjester · 3 years

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Yandere ocs wedding while its snowing please.

Time for some soft wedding stuff

Warning this story contains: fluff fluff and more fluff, wholesomeness, nervous babies

Theodore

Nervous as hell

He is usually so well prepared but for the wedding he is far more forgetful

He forgot his glasses so he had to get emergency contacts

When he saw you walk down he felt his heart racing

You looked like an angel while it snowed

He definitely was the one who suggested a winter wedding

He made sure everything is perfect

He for sure is the type to have a 7 page long vow

Has condensed the vows to one page so now you all have to deal with his stuttering mess reading an entire page of vows

After the ceremony he had been staring at his ring nonstop.

The male let out a shaky sigh as he sat at the table next to you staring at the ring feeling nothing but joy, he glanced your way to see you laughing as you talked with your friends, you were so amazing.

Without thinking he leaned over and kissed your cheek earning a blush from you and a giggle from your friends. He couldn't help it, he was your husband now and that was his dream from the start

"I'm so happy, [y/n] you truly are my everything. Let's Cherish this day forever okay?"

With that he stood up and took your hand taking you to dance, his heart was hammering and he felt like he was going to cry but he kept himself strong.. although he did tear up.

Axis

Cried during the entire wedding planning process

Cried when he was getting ready

Cried super hard when he heard your voice

Being blind and all he left the decorations to you

And you being the sweetest lover ever you made sure the decorations had texture for him to run his hands along

He is a summer child so the winter wedding wasn't his plan but he didn't care as long as you two got married

But he totally got sick after the wedding for sure

When it came to vows..boy was an absolute mess

He just broke down sobbing

He didn't have any family to invite but that was fine..

"you may now say your vows"

Axis tenses up and realized..he was supposed to write vows, well he definitely had to wing it but that was okay!

"[y/n], i-i love you so much, you're like a perfect masterpiece. And i-i..I just love you so much! You're everything to me! Never leave okay?! I just- wanna be with you forever and ever!"

Axis was sobbing at this point now wiping his tears with his sleeves trying to contain himself but he was such a mess, he was beyond happy but at the same time nervous as hell he didn't want to mess anything up.

"p-please, can't I kiss you already?"

This was the man you were marrying and God you loved him to death, what's the use in skipping a few steps and going for a kiss? With a grin with leaned forward and kissed the male feeling him tense slightly before melting into it and erupting into happy little giggles along with choked cries

"i-im your husband, s-so I have to grow up and take care of you yeah? I'll do it I'll do anything for you"

Prince

Smoked at least five cigarettes before the wedding

Is absolutely terrified

He's a party guy so settling down scared him

But he's doing it for you

He's never put his hair up in a ponytail but he figured now is the time for that

He can't stop shaking

You two honestly didn't expect it to snow

Your wedding was in a zen garden so it was very beautiful when it did snow

When he saw you walk down it hit him..

"oh shit I'm getting married"

During vows he was a complete dork

He couldn't stop nervously laughing

After the ceremony he was way better

He kept looking down at his ring

And making cheesy pick up lines

He loved dancing with you

And just being able to hold you

And of course he was excited for the honeymoon 💖

"so, how does it feel marrying the handsomest man ever?"

Prince smirked as he swayed with you on the dance floor feeling a sense of pride in his chest knowing that he got married to you, it was like his goals were finally being completed.

"well, how does it feel being married? You're gonna have to wear that ring all the time so no flirting"

prince chuckles and leaned forward resting his forehead against yours softly, feeling nothing but love.

"I'm yours, [y/n]. All yours and forever yours like I said in ny vows. Only death can take you away from me"

With that he gave you a soft and sweet kiss before another topic was hot on his mind

"so, our honeymoon. I feel like we should go somewhere sunny, though I feel like we will spend most of the time in the hotel"

A cocky grin was on his face as you rolled your eyes at your perverted husband who held you tight and planted sweet kissing on your neck and cheek

"I mean, it's true. Isn't that what a honeymoon is for?"

Hikaru

He planned the wedding for sure

Total groomzilla

His suit sparkled!

He's extra as hell so I you thought you would be the one walking down? Nah. He's doing that

Due to him being pretty famous the wedding was huge and expensive

Wore a flower crown cause he's extra

But also very beautiful

His family was there your family was there

There was a lot of photographers

He still wanted to make sure you enjoyed yourself though

You've never seen him this nervous

He honestly isn't used to being this sweet

You weren't sure why he went with a winter wedding theme though

He simply liked the feel of it

Even though it was freezing cold and he hated the snow he loves seeing both of you covered in it

"okay, look when we first met I thought you were some adorable idiot in a book store, but it turns out I was the idiot. I can't believe you actually fell for me..I love you okay? So stay with me forever! Got it?"

You were shocked to see him starting to cry and you reached out wiping his tears away, he lets out a shaky laugh along with a soft sniffle

"ugh, I'm ruining my make-up so you better be happy"

He was pouty as always but there was something quite endearing about it, as you two kissed he simply smiled and glanced at his famikt before showing them his middle finger.

He got married before his brothers, that's a win in his book.

Yuki

You have never seen him so flustered

He is also super clumsy and got hurt before the wedding

As a man of few words he was quite nervous

Marriage was something he didn't think would happen to him

He did want to get married he just was scared of ending up like his father

He didn't have any family to invite so he placed the stuffed animal that you two raised together in the front row

It was only fair

You couldn't get him to wear a tie

He said a nope on that one

He doesn't like them at all

He doesn't cry but he does nervously mumble

He's so vulnurable right now that he just looks so worried

He kinda wants to take a nap though after the wedding

You two also weren't expecting snow it just kinda happened

"I love you."

"I love you too yuki!"

"I love you..."

"yuki..?"

The male gripped you tightly his face nuzzled into your neck as you two slow danced, his hands shaking as he held you in his arms completely ignoring everything else but you.

"thank you, for marrying me..I feel like I have to thank you every day"

Your eyes softened at his words and you smiled while running your fingers through his hair feeling his body relax against yours, it was a perfect moment.

"so, when can we have kids? Like tommorow or?"

Annnnd he ruined it. You let out a choked laugh as he picked his head up now looking at you with a puppy dog expression and you knew he was absolutely serious.

#yandere imagines #yandere oc x reader #yandere ocs #yandere asks #oc x reader #yandere

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genesisrose74 · 4 years

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A/n: Alright if you can’t already figure out I am very much a simp for adorable sweethearts cause they’re just so cute!! Literally take all my uwus— anywho here’s some quarantine headcanons for best boy Izuku Midoriya! I might make quarantine hc’s a small series for the boys of Class 1-A because I had a really fun time writing this, but we’ll see! I included a bit of background at the beginning as well so enjoy!!

So you’re in Class 1-B at UA High, and the first time you officially met Izuku was at the sports festival

During the cavalry battle you had snagged points from Bakugo’s team and he was incredibly impressed with you despite the fact that your group fell short of making the one on one battle round

You may or may not have become intrigued with him during the obstacle race and your curiosity only grew from there

Monoma got upset with you because you were so focused on Izuku almost the entire festival

“Are you seriously fawning over our rivals?”

Cue you elbowing him in the side and scolding him for being so hostile (yes you and Kendo get along swimmingly)

When he saw you around later that day he asked you about your quirk and you were happy to talk with him! You offered to get ice cream while you walked and he was ecstatic because not only was your quirk awesome, but you were also one of the prettiest girls Izuku had ever seen and he was trying not to get too flustered

Poor boy basically got hounded by Monoma when he saw you two walking around the festival together and Kendo had to physically drag the blonde away while mustering out a handful of apologies

Y’all became good friends very quickly and you and Izuku would alternate eating with each other’s friend groups at lunch - the Dekusquad loves you

Izuku ended up meeting your parents unexpectedly after the forest training camp incident, as they worked as some of the head doctors at the hospital and were well acquainted with OFA (your dad attended UA in the support class at the same time Toshinori was enrolled!! He worked closely with Recovery Girl during his years there)

Izuku had stepped in to help you at the training camp during the attack, so your parents were thanking him constantly for protecting their daughter.

You ended up asking him out pretty soon after that because he was always so selfless and kind, not to mention the most adorable person you had ever met

Decided to keep it very lowkey just because of the class rivalry and all the craziness going on

Anyways when Miss ‘Rona starts up you’ve been dating for a few months now and Izuku’s mom and your parents each adore y’all already

So UA makes the announcement that students should stay at home for a while so that they can clean out the campus and make sure everything is safe for use, so that means everyone is moving out of the dorms for the time being

Your parents are worried because even though you all got tested and the results were negative, they don’t want to put you at risk as they’re traveling to and from the hospital each day, so Izuku’s mother being the sweetheart she is offers to have you stay at their place

So the Midoriya fam gets tested and all is good except that Izuku is freaking out

He knows it’s fine because there’s a guest room and you’ve been to his house on many, many occasions but oH My GoSH sHe’S bASiCalLy gOiNG tO LiVe wiTh mE

Sweet baby is a blushing mess when his mom tells him you’re coming over and he bolts to clean everything and make sure you’ll be comfortable

Folds your favorite hoodie that you steal all the time and puts it on the guest room bed…SWEETHEART

He knows you’re worried about your parents so he wants to do his best to make sure you’re alright

And let me just say that this child is best boy like?? Always tidies his room and helps Momma Midoriya out around the house! It’s the cutest thing ever

If you’re not the best with online classes he’s sat next to you on your bed and explaining stuff to you.

You get a question right? Nose kissies. No exceptions. You’re getting rewarded for your hard work

He’s super respectful of your space too — he will never enter your room or the bathroom without knocking and making sure you’re not caught off guard

But believe it or not this little broccoli gets into very clingy moods and will absolutely pull you into his side while he’s doing homework on the couch or when you’re making a snack in the kitchen.

Cuddles are mandatory at least three times a day, and when he gets this way you’re basically immobile the entire afternoon

P l e a s e kiss the scars on his hands I am begging you

Movie nights in his room all the time. Y’all eat up romantic comedies and literally anything Disney.

Sometimes you fall asleep on his chest during the movie and the boy c o m b u s t s at how completely adorable you look.

His mom has dozens of pictures of you both. She hardcore ships it.

Since y’all have classes at differing times, you’ll sometimes come into his room while he’s on a Zoom call and discreetly put a plate of snacks on his desk to keep him focused. He gives you the softest look whenever you do it’s so precious-

You try to avoid the camera at all costs though, since no one at school knows you’re both dating, let alone currently staying in the same house

One time his classmates asked who was in his room and he choked on air before sputtering out that it was his mother.

To his relief everyone believed it, but after he muted his mic again you were practically wheezing on the other side of the room at how freaked out he got

***

You knock lightly on Izuku’s bedroom door, quietly slipping in when you hear a faint “come in” from the other side. A plate of fruit is balanced in one hand while the other one closes the door behind you, and you are met with the sight of your boyfriend listening to another one of Aizawa’s lectures. He looks a bit tired, with his head propped up on his hand and pencil tapping on his desktop. You smiled to yourself, knowing that this time of the afternoon was around the middle of his daily classes and he was running out of steam - hence the snacks you brought.

You gently place the plate beside Izuku and glance at his screen to find his microphone off. He looks over to you with an appreciative smile before reaching for a piece of honeydew.

“How are you doing, baby?” you ask, giggling when he groans in exasperation.

“Staring at this screen for so long is hurting my brain,” he sighs as he pops the fruit into his mouth. “Thank you for the food.”

“Not a problem. My next class isn’t for another hour so if you need anything else let me know.”

The boy reaches out for your hand, and your eyes briefly flick to the camera to make sure you’re still out of view, but you let him lace his fingers with yours.

“Could you sit with me for a bit then?” he requests, looking up to you with pleading emerald eyes.

You smile softly at his behavior. “Only if I get to have some of this fruit plate.”

“Deal.”

You take up the space on the floor besides Izuku’s chair, leaning your head against his side. His computer’s camera angle only showed him from the shoulders up, and the aspiring pro hero absentmindedly brushed a hand through your hair as he focused back on the lecture. You pulled out your phone to keep yourself occupied while your boyfriend worked during the class, occasionally reaching out to snag another piece of fruit from atop his desk.

The room was filled with the comfortable sounds of pen against paper and the fan whirring softly overhead, and you perked your head up as Izuku answered a question Aizawa had asked a moment prior. The corners of his mouth raised into a small smile when he was deemed correct. You teasingly pressed a quick kiss to his side which caused him to jolt in surprise and glance over to you.

“What was that for?” he chuckled, a hint of a blush adorning his face.

“You got the question right,” you smiled back at him cheekily. “That’s your reward.”

He scoffed playfully. “You’re such a dork.”

“Maybe, but you like that I’m a dork.”

Izuku shook his head with a grin, grabbing a strawberry from the plate on his desk and holding it out to you. You gladly took a bite of the sweet fruit that had been sprinkled with bits of sugar.

“I think I deserve a slightly better prize for answering correctly, though,” he shrugged, lifting the strawberry to his mouth — that was now practically the same shade of red as his face.

“Oh yeah? What might that be?” you hummed, eyebrow arched.

“Not sure exactly. I was just thinking out loud.”

“Maybe I’ll kiss you properly when you’re not on a class Zoom call, weirdo.”

“Uh, hey Midoriya? Who are you talking to?”

Both yours and Izuku’s faces morphed into mortified realization at the voice coming from his computer.

He forgot to mute himself after answering Aizawa’s question, getting distracted by your antics. And everyone had just heard him. Flirting with you.

Welp.

The voice who had spoken and saved you two from further embarrassment belonged to Kaminari, and the rest of the class was quick to follow up with their own questions as they unmuted themselves one by one. Izuku looked at you with apologetic eyes, and you only let out a soft laugh and waved your hand nonchalantly, the initial shock of the situation already leaving you. The boy tilted his head in question: ‘want to say hello?’ You nodded in response, standing up so you were now in view of the computer’s camera.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt,” you laughed awkwardly, watching everyone’s screens as Class 1-A’s jaws dropped.

“Woah, you’re from Class 1-B right?” Kirishima spoke up. You nodded in affirmation.

“What’re you doing at Midoriya’s house?” Asui inquired.

“Midoriya, are you not exercising proper social distancing guidelines?” Iida chimed in, with his typical Class Representative concern.

Izuku was growing more flustered by the second as numerous students bombarded you with questions. You gently placed a hand on his shoulder which seemed to somewhat ease his embarrassment.

Aizawa had decided to use this opportunity to take a nap, saying he didn’t care what you students did so long as the class was done with this little predicament by the time he woke up. So now, the floor solely belonged to you both.

“Alrighty, so I’ll try to keep this short and quick,” you started, looking to Izuku with a small smile. “My parents are doctors at the local hospital and since they wanted to make sure I stayed healthy, I’m currently living at Izuku’s place. Yeah, we’ve been tested and are fine, and yes Iida, we’re still maintaining clean and healthy lifestyles around the house to play it safe. And finally, yes, we are dating. Pretty sure that covers it.”

“Like hell it does!” Mina exclaimed, leaning towards her camera excitedly. She had been missing some long awaited drama. “How long have you two been dating?”

“A handful of months now,” Izuku spoke up, hiding his burning face in your sweater.

“You’re joking! And you didn’t tell anyone?” Momo gasped, quite a fan of the occasional dramatics herself.

“It was kind of a crazy time after the whole summer camp fiasco, so we didn’t feel like bringing it up then would have been right,” you explained, patting the top of Izuku’s head. “After that, we just never really got around to saying anything.”

“So you’re telling me that Midoriya scored a hottie from 1-B and not the rest of us guys?” Mineta huffed. You laughed when Izuku secured his arms around your waist at the comment.

“Mineta, no,” he scolds, although his voice is muffled by the fabric of your clothing.

“Aww, I think someone’s properly embarrassed now,” you cooed. “I should probably be taking my leave then.”

“But there are so many more questions we could ask!” Mina whines, and a number of the students nod in agreement.

You giggle at the class’ curiosity. “Maybe another time. This might be all Zuku can take at the moment.”

The boy in question lifted his head to look at you, blush still alight on his freckled cheeks.

“Sorry about all this,” he apologizes.

You shake your head with a small smile. “It’s all fine and done. Don’t even worry about it. We were going to let them know eventually.”

You take his face in your hands and press a kiss on Izuku’s forehead. He pouts, his eyes averted to his lap. “You missed.”

With a playful roll of your eyes, you lean down to peck Izuku’s lips. The gesture is met with a chorus of awwing over the class Zoom call, only opposed by a gagging Bakugo and a salty Mineta.

“Alrighty, that’s enough public affection in front of your friends for today,” you joke, and you leave a furiously blushing Izuku to deal with the rest of the class on his own.

Safe to say you were drowned in cuddles and many, many kisses as soon as the call ended.

#izuku #izuku midoriya #izuku x reader #my hero academia #boku no hero headcanons #bnha midoriya #bnha imagines #bnha #bnha deku #deku x reader #imagines #midoriya x reader #midoriya headcanons #fluff

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boltwrites · 4 years

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Okay could I have please headcanons for Bolin x reader but with a clone of Bolin. The clone is Nuktuk. So it looks like Bolin but acts like the character. Ty!

kinktober 2020 | this week’s list

A/N: this prompt is FANTASTIC this is so much fun. also very long. and with plot! also i LOVE writing Nuktuk he’s like the fucking. stupid frat boy version of Bolin he’s such a dickhead. ANYWAY ENJOY! (reminder that y/p stands for your pronouns!)

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so, you’re just hanging out in your apartment. Bolin went out to that nice dumpling place you both like to get you dinner, and you were just chilling with Pabu

that was, until Bolin slammed through the door

“we have a situation-!” he yelled, looking far more concerned than he did at any given time. you sprung up immediately, Pabu scampering to help Bolin

“what? what ha-oh” your expression switched from worry to amazement as a figure appeared behind Bolin. he looked exactly the same - except for his, uh, outfit. and his eyes, which were an icy blue

“nice place you got here,” he nodded at you, with a little flirtatious smile. you might pass away

“Bolin... can we talk in the other room... in private,” you added, as the weird man who looked disturbingly like your boyfriend’s on screen alter-ego raised his eyebrows

you and Bolin retreated to the other room, and you whisper-yelled at him

“what the fuck - Bo where did he come from?” “listen, i don’t know! i guess the dumpling place is pretty close to the spirit world portal - maybe he’s from there? but why does he look like me? but like, Nuktuk me! but like older Nuktuk me!”

you hadn’t even thought of that, but - now that he mentioned it, this Nuktuk did look exactly like Bolin. not like 17 year old Bolin who had shot the films, but current day, 21 year old Bolin who had gained more muscle and a little bit of stubble if he didn’t shave every day

“but why did he follow you home?” “he thought i was him, or that - he was me?” Bolin pressed his face into his hands “this is hurting my brain, Y/n!”

you patted him on the shoulder. “it’s ok, Bo. we’ll figure this out

so, you both faced weird Nuktuk man

who, was, in fact, Nuktuk. apparently, in the spirit world, if enough people retell and spread a specific story, it can become real in the spirit world. and, as such, Nuktuk was born. he had actually done all the things that Bolin had as Nuktuk’s actor, memories and all

and he had the attitude to match it. he was nice enough, you thought, but he was kind of conceited. you swore you saw him flexing at himself in the hall mirror

he apparently had come to the human world to see what all the hype was about, and he was super excited that he had found Bolin, calling him a long lost brother-in-arms

Bolin begrudgingly accepted Nuktuk’s compliments, and when Nuktuk asked if you and Bolin could offer him some hospitality and let him stay the night, Bolin couldn’t tell him no

he actually ended up staying far longer than one night. and spirits, he was always running into you or starting to strike up a conversation. and it was distracting. it felt like you were emotionally cheating on your boyfriend with a weird spirit version of himself, because when Nuktuk raked his eyes along your body it made you shiver, and he stood far too close when he complimented your cooking. everything he said to you sounded vaguely sexual and it was destroying you

eventually, you had to confront Bolin about it

“ok, Bo, i have to start this off with the fact that i love you very much,” you began, standing and pacing as Bolin pet Pabu on the bed. he raised an eyebrow, a little concerned. “but unfortunately that’s becoming a problem, because Nuktuk out there keeps making advances and he says these things that are like, not actually sexual but he makes them sexual and he looks like you and he undresses me with his eyes and we need to do something about it!”

you glanced at Bolin, concerned, and he worried his lip between his teeth. “maybe we should talk to him?” he offered. you scoffed. “talk to him? he needs to get out of here! it feels like i’m cheating on you with you!”

Bolin nodded, thoughtful “you’re right, i am very handsome in the Nuktuk outfit” (which, by the way, was the only thing that Nuktuk would wear around the house, unless it was in the wash. you kind of preferred it, because it reminded you who he was and prevented you from hugging him from behind when you got home, thinking he was Bolin)

you groaned, but Bolin insisted that you talk to Nuktuk instead of just throwing him out. despite some reservations when he first showed up, Bolin had grown to like the guy, calling him his “work out buddy” and even asking him to help out at the pro bending arena as a waterbending trainer

so, Bolin talked to him. you didn’t want to be there, because it was embarrassing, but once they were done, they both approached you together.

“so, is everything all worked out?” you asked, wary, because Nuktuk was still looking at you in a sexual way... and Bolin was too? wait, what?

“yeah, we did, actually,” Bolin replied, with a little half grin. Nuktuk’s own grin was lazy and very, very hot. “so, Y/n,” Nuktuk asked, his arms crossed, “how do you feel about being with both of us?”

you choked on your own spit

“what!?”

so, now you were in a relationship with the both of them, and Bolin was completely fine with it. in fact, he was friends with Nuktuk. friends with him!

and Nuktuk now had free reign to crowd you against the kitchen counter, and kiss you goodnight - and you thought he would kiss like Bolin, but he doesn’t, it’s so much more intense every time, and it leaves you gasping

after a few weeks, you stop focusing so much on how strange and different it is, and instead you ease into the relationship. Nuktuk takes you on a few dates (one of which is to a showing of his own mover, where he wears a stupid disguise) and you end up liking him as his own person, not just because he looks like Bolin

ok, like, his looks are definitely a part of it. he’s so pretty. but he’s also a little more confident than Bolin, and while he’s full of himself, he also still manages to be a dork. he likes puns and he’s a real gentleman, just like Bolin is - but Nuktuk takes it to a new level. literally one time you both go out while it’s raining and he bends the water around you to keep you dry. you were equal parts amazed, flattered, and a little annoyed because of how pleased with himself Nuktuk was

eventually, you and Bolin let him into your bed. not sexually, at first - just to sleep. and you have to admit that being pressed between the both of them is something you love dearly

you press your face to Bolin’s shoulder as you fall asleep, and Nuktuk is pressed to your back? and both of you talk about your days all together before you go to sleep, Bolin petting through your hair as Nuktuk just touches you - it’s very hard for you to not get turned on between the both of them. and actually, you are turned on, but you don’t want to push it

eventually, you do press that extra little bit, and one evening, you climb into bed with them, and Nuktuk is running his hands over your sides, sliding his fingers up your shirt, and you just can’t anymore

you don’t say a thing, you just grab his hand under the covers and slide it under your waistband, your breath hitching a little against Bolin’s shoulder as you will his hand lower and spread your legs for him

Bolin is just telling you about his day, petting through your hair, looking at you so sweet, when Nuktuk traces his fingers against you so light and you do your absolute best not to shake

he’s pressed completely against your back, and you can feel him harden against your ass as he touches you, explores you. eventually he slides a finger into you and your breathe hitches, pressing your face into Bolin’s chest

“Y/n? are you ok?” he asks, mistaking your labored breathing as pain rather that pleasure. Nuktuk took this as the perfect opportunity to slide his thumb along your sweet spot, and instead of replying, you just gasp. it wouldn’t usually be this good, but the fact that Bolin was there, and that it was your first time with both of them? had you dying

“Y/n’s perfect, aren’t you?” Nuktuk asked, and you just gasped, clutching at Bolin. “Bo, please-” you mumbled, with a look in your eyes that he immediately recognized. you had already discussed a threesome with him before, and you knew he was into it - you hadn’t wanted to just spring it on him like this, but you couldn’t resist

“oh, oh,” Bolin replied, peeling off the covers to reveal what was happening underneath. you rocked into Nuktuk’s touch, even though it was just a horrible tease. you could feel his smirk on your neck as he added a second finger, just to spread you wide

“i think Y/n could take both of us, don’t you?” Nuktuk asked, and you had a perfect view of Bolin’s face to see it turn beet red. the boxers he slept in weren’t leaving much to the imagination as he took everything in

“Y/n is that -” Bolin started, but Nuktuk cut him off. “c’mon sweetheart, tell him you can take it. you want it, don’t you? you’ve wanted both of us since you first saw me”

it was demeaning, but spirits, was he right. you nodded, pleading with your eyes for Bolin to believe you

he did, and it didn’t take long until both of their hands were on you, Bolin stripped off his boxers as he pulled you close, sliding his hands along you to take your clothes off. Nuktuk was still plunging his fingers into you, but now he wrapped his other hand around you as well, to feel along your thighs, to take you apart with two hands. despite him trying to tease you, it just felt so good - all of their hands on you. you had always loved Bolin’s hands - how big they were, how warm they were, how his callouses felt on your skin. it was too much, and you panted against Bolin’s mouth as he drew you in for deep kisses, kissing you so sweet and gentle compared to the teasing, dirty treatment you were receiving from Nuktuk

Bolin barely had you undressed and you were already coming, crying out from the pleasure of it, tightening around Nuktuk’s fingers and shaking apart. he chuckled in your ear, and even though it felt like he was laughing at you, that somehow made it hotter

“oh, Bo,” he grinned at Bolin, trying to shimmy out of his own underwear, grinding hard against your ass as soon as his cock was free. “oh, Y/n is such a doll, isn’t y/p?”

you keened at the feeling of him thrusting against you, of how he tugged you so close - roughly, rougher than Bolin would usually handle you. he slid his fingers out of you and you moaned at the loss

“Bo, please,” you pleaded, grabbing at his wrist and pulling him close. Bolin was still so in awe of all of this - in awe of you, of Nuktuk, of how you looked with him. he was probably wondering if that was how you looked with him, and that made you shiver even more.

“yeah, Bo,” Nuktuk mumbled, whispering against your ear before he nipped at it, gently, running a hand along your thigh. “can’t you see how needy your partner is? have you been neglecting poor Y/n?”

Bolin shook his head, pressing close to you immediately, wrapping an arm around to to pull you close. you were already pliant from your first orgasm, and the warmth of both of them, sandwiched on both sides of you, was almost too much. you grabbed at Bolin, squeezed his ass to will him closer, wrapping your legs around his waist so he knew exactly what you wanted

“i would never neglect y/p,” Bolin replied, pouting a little. you kissed it off of him, pulling him so close as he teased at your entrance. what Nuktuk said must have really affected him, because he pressed in with one even stroke, and you shook at the feeling of being so full, so complete with him. you kissed him deep, like you were starved, as Nuktuk’s fingers slid along your ass.

he worked you open as Bolin fucked you shallow, just enough to hear you moan. he was whispering words of love to you - telling you how good you felt, how much he loved you, and you told him yes, you knew, and you loved him too, you just wanted so much, you wanted everything, and from the both of them

Nuktuk nipped and sucked at your neck as he worked you open, sure to leave marks. you knew that he loved to claim you, but this was even more than usual, and it made you shake, thinking that underneath his tough guy exterior, Nuktuk really loved you too, even after such a short time

eventually, you were ready for him, and he wrapped his arms around you and Bolin, squishing you all so close together

“ready for me, sweetheart?” he asked, low and sultry in your ear. you moaned, feeling him press against you. you needed it - you needed to feel them both, filling you up

“please -” you moaned, and cried out as Nuktuk pressed into you. fuck, he was just as thick as Bolin, and you felt like you might split in two

Bolin moaned too, shaking against you, holding on for dear life. oh no - it must be so tight for him too, as he broke your kisses to press his face into your neck, breathing heavy. Bolin was stock still as Nuktuk pressed in, trying desperately not to come. Nuktuk himself took his time, and although he didn’t moan quite as loud, you knew he was slowly losing it too

“fuck, you’re so tight,” he whined in your ear, and Bolin nodded, making a desperate noise in confirmation. at this point, you didn’t even care if they moved. they were pressing on all the right places and they felt so good -

and then Nuktuk moved, and it was all over.

they fucked into you shallow, Nuktuk trying to contain himself while Bolin had no such composure. he gripped your hips hard, shaking as he thrust, gasping your name against your shoulder until he fell apart

and spirits, did he fall apart - he came inside you, and that only made you want more, reaching around the urge Nuktuk on, with a chorus of “please, please-” because you were so close again -

he reached around to touch you, and that was all it took. you came around them, making Bolin scream and Nuktuk moan so loud as he fucked you harder, in turn making everything far more intense for you, and Bolin as he was now being overstimulated by you and Nuktuk. he quivered in your arms, and you kissed him and he mumbled nonsense about how good it was, about how he never knew he could feel that good.

Nuktuk came soon after, spilling inside you and collapsing against your back, squishing all of you so close together. you were panting, and Bolin was still trying to come back to himself, but wow. maybe you really did enjoy this arrangement

#bolin x reader #asks #anon #mine #kinktober 2020 event #Anonymous

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xxbangchansidedishxx · 3 years

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Weak- part 2

Jeongin X Hyunjin

Trigger warning: suicide, self harm, major character death.

Plot: Hyunjin is dead and the boys are left to cope but things are only about to get even harder.

That night Jeongin lay alone in the room he shared with Hyunjin. He couldn't get the image out of his head. He wanted him back. How could he just be gone forever? Shakily he slipped out of bed and crawled into Hyunjin's. It still smelt like him. Memories of times where the two lay together watching movies and talking about life and comforting each other flashed through his mind. They could never do that again. He pressed his head into Hyunjin's pillow inhaling his scent as tears soaked the soft material. That's when he heard a rustling noise. Coming from under the pillow. He reached under to see what it was. That's when he was greeted by a piece of paper.

He squinted his blurry eyes trying to focus on the words.

Read incase of death:

If you are reading this that means I'm gone. Please don't be sad. It's for the best. I'm so sick of everything. The worst thing is I don't even know why. I'm living with this heavy feeling in my chest and this voice in my head screaming at me that I'm not good enough. It's been getting louder and louder and now I just want to scream. I feel like I'm drowning in emotions and it's too much to handle. I'm expected to always be perfect, always be on time, stick to strict diets, work and train all the time. I love my job and I love all of you. I am thankful for where I have gotten in my life and I appreciate the love and support that stay have given me throughout the years but maybe this life just wasn't for me. I thought it was until the voice started screaming. I tried to ignore it but I just couldn't. It's hard to explain. Anyway please know that it's not your fault, Chan, Felix, Jisung, Lee Know, Changbin and Seungmin, I love you all so much. We have really had fun over the years haven't we? I'm sorry for putting you through this and I'm so sorry for whoever found me. Jeongin, I love you. It feels good to finally say it. I love you more than I could ever tell you when I was alive. Our countless nights we spent cuddling and just being together meant the world to me. Perhaps they meant more to me tho because as time went on I realised that I love you more than I should. I just want to kiss your cute little face and shower you in love but I know you wouldn't feel the same. I brought you a gift, it's in my bedside table, please keep it with you always and know that I'm by your side. Please don't be sad and if you need me just look to the stars. I'll be watching over.

- Hwang Hyunjin.

The young man began to cry even harder. He was so stupid. He couldn't believe that Hyunjin loved him. Maybe he would still be alive if Jeongin had the courage to confess his feelings as well.

He reached over to Hyunjin's bedside table, sliding the draw open slowly and rummaged through until he came across a box.

He opened the box gasping when he saw what was inside. It was a beautiful ring, gold with a large Dimond that looked like it had the galaxy inside it. Other clear diamonds either side of it.

He slipped it onto his shaky finger and took out a note that was inside.

Out of all the stars in this Galaxy you are the prettiest of them all. You outshine even the moon. Make me the happiest man alive and stay by my side forever. Yang Jeongin, I love you. Please be mine.

- Hwang Hyunjin

Ps: the Dimond I chose is called a salt and pepper Dimond. People say it looks like the galaxy. It's super pretty! But not as pretty as your eyes hehe ❤️

Oh god. He's such a dork. Such a fucking perfect man. So thoughtful and kind. Jeongin hugged the note tightly. If he was still here he could be hugging him instead. He wanted to be lay with him giggling and kissing his stupid perfect little face . How could he ever get over Hwang Hyunjin? That night he fell asleep imagining being wrapped in the elders warm embrace.

When light peaked through the windows reality hit again. Hyunjin was gone, and Jeongin was head over heels for the man and now there was nothing he could do. Then it dawned on him. He should probably let the other members know about the suicide note. He sighed before picking up the piece of paper and making his way to the living room. Walking past the bathroom he froze. There was Chan on his hands and knees, scrubbing away the blood of Hyunjin. His chest felt heavy and he began to shake again.

"Oh my god I'm sorry, I should have shut the door. I- I just figured it should be cleaned up sooner or later and I didn't want to put anyone else through it."

"I-it's okay. Channie I found this under Hyunjin's pillow last night. I thought I should let you know. He also left me this." He showed Chan the ring as he handed him the suicide note.

"C-come on, we should read this with the boys."

He shakily stood up and made his way to the living room with Jeongin.

They all sat around as Chan read out loud , his voice breaking as he cried .

"So he liked Jeongin?"

Felix went over to hug the young man.

"This must be even harder for you now... knowing that."

Jisung sympathised with the boy.

"His funeral is tomorrow. This is all happening so fast. I've not even accepted that he's gone yet." Sobbed Jeongin.

"The boys all sat comforting each other until they decided it was best to just take some more time alone to process things.

Jeongin was sat back in Hyunjin's bed reading the note that was written for him over and over again.

He wanted to be with Hyunjin. He couldn't live knowing that they could have been together. Thoughts of how the future could have turned out clouded his brain. They could have been together, stargazing, sharing soft kisses as they giggled holding each other close. That's what could have been.

He needed Hyunjin.

Slowly he made his way back to that same bathroom. Carrying the note with him, reciting the sweet words in his head over and over again. He locked the door behind him. Looking at the floor a lot of the blood had been cleaned up now but there was still some dried up on the floor. He scanned the floor and that's when he saw it. The bloody blades that Hyunjin had used to do it. He sat down leaning against the shower and picking up the cold metal. His brain went wild. He read the note one more time before pressing the sharp edge against his own wrist. He pressed down piercing through his skin, wincing at the pain he dragged down slicing a deep cut into his honey skin. He gasped realising what he had just done. Fuck how could he do this to his members. They were already going through enough with Hyunjin being gone . And now him...

his brain began to cloud over as the crimson liquid oozed out of his wrist and onto the white floor. He read the note again whispering to himself

"I'll see you soon Jinnie. We can be together I promise."

That's when everything went black.

"Innie come out of the bathroom."

No response.

"Innie what's taking you so long?"

No response.

Lee Know took the earring from his ear and began to pick the lock, relieved when he heard it unlock.

He opened the door immediately collapsing when he saw it.

"Oh god, oh god no. I-Innie."

He scrambled over to the boy pressing two fingers against his neck. No pulse.

Screams left his mouth as he begged for the young man to wake up. The rest of the members came running when they heard it. Tears welled up in their eyes. They knew he was gone....

Jisung called an ambulance his voice nothing but a hoarse whisper.

"P-please come quickly. My friend has killed himself."

Again they all watched as the body of someone they all greatly cared about was carried away.

Hyunjin's funeral was postponed. It only seemed right to wait until Jeongin's body was prepared for his.

They decided on a joint funeral. Hundreds of people piled into the room where Hyunjin and Jeongin were lay in an open casket. They were placed together. Finally reunited. Sobs filled the room as the service went on and fans showed up from across the country to pay their respects outside. The two boys looked peaceful . Almost like they were sleeping. Chan stood infront of their coffin placing a single red rose on each of their chests.

He wanted to be with them for as long as possible. This was the last time he would ever see their faces and he wanted to remember every little detail. He never wanted to forget the two talented beautiful boys that came into his life and saved him when he almost couldn't save himself. If only he could have done the same.

"Jinnie, Jinnie."

The young man heard a voice. He was floating up, he was amongst fluffy clouds.

That's when he saw it.

"Hyunjin!"

He ran towards the blonde man hugging him tight, tears spilling from his face.

"I can't believe you, idiot."

He slapped his shoulder sobbing into his chest.

"Hey hey Innie. it's okay. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry."

They both held each other tightly.

"Hey look at me. Why are you here."

The teary boy raised his head to look at the beautiful man.

"I got your note. I love you Hyunjin I can't live without you."

Hyunjin's face fell. He killed himself because of him?

"Hyunjin say something."

The boy pleaded.

He just grabbed Jeongin's face attaching their lips into a passionate desperate kiss. He had wanted to do this for years.

When they pulled away to breathe Jeongin smiled amongst tears.

"We can be together now Innie. Forever. Even if it's not the best circumstances we can be together. I love you so much. I'm so sorry for what I did, I didn't want you to find me like that." Now it was Hyunjin's turn to cry.

Jeongin just pressed his lips against his reassuring him that everything was going to be okay. They had each other now and they could spend forever together. Watching over their members and making memories together. They held hands as they walked into the light.

This was only the beginning.

#kpop fanfiction #kpop fanfic #kpop angst #hyunjin fanfic #hyunjin angst #jeongin fanfic #jeongin angst

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hitsuackerman · 4 years

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What in the World? (Akaashi Keiji x Reader) pt.9

Part 9 of WINTW? :D Enjoy!

Akaashi’s lineup: @alluring-akaashi @oikawalmart-hq @extrasugafree @bbykiyoomi @apricotjihyo @awings @simpformiya @sayakaaaaa @colorseeingchick @something-that-idk (i have no idea why i can’t tag some of you :( huhu )

links: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 10

Were you teased when you came back? Yes.

Did you mind it? Not really.

The event’s of the night were more than you could hope for. With the lights now off and a few of the girls softly snoring, you were staring at the ceiling. Why did you ask those questions? Were you actually thinking of those things? Did you not want to become a hero and save quirkless civilians?

All your life, you were flooded with compliments about you making it big. With parents who eventually got greedy, they immediately signed you off to marry Todoroki knowing to have both agencies team up would be such a big lift for them. Of course the engagement was called off and you finally voiced out your thoughts and they apologized.

Now that you were dropped off into a quirkless world, you came to appreciate the simplicities of having such a normal life (Though, you did cheat by using your quirk every now and then). Having to be surrounded with people who used their own strengths was just mesmerizingly inspiring. To work even harder without any power ups was much harder than you anticipated.

And now, your mind went back to Akaashi.

You almost told him that you were not from here. Did you want to tell him, though? Or were you hoping that he would catch up and piece together the small tidbits of information you had been giving him. Maybe you just wanted to be accepted fully? Not as a person who's trying to cope with the new life presented to you but as someone who belongs in his world.

Feeling your phone vibrate, you hid under the blanket and unlocked your phone.

Akaashi: Goodnight.

You: Dream of me :p

Akaashi: I’ll try my best, hypothetically.

The days had passed and it was now the final day of training camp.

Overall, it was memorable. Bonding with a lot more people than you expected. Seeing just how competitive your team was and the others as well, was invigorating. And maybe the small detail of meeting up with Akaashi by the tree every night might have given you the necessary push to seal the deal.

Preparing the needed utensils for the barbeque, you could practically hear the growling sounds of stomachs and footsteps approaching as all the managers from each school finally lit the last grill. Once the coach of Nekoma announced that everyone could enjoy as much meat as they could, the boys cheered and hollered.

“Oniku niku niku!” You turned to look at the boy you knew as Tanaka, he was leading this cute dance with Noya, Hinata, and an awkward Kageyama. The four of them seemed to know the lyrics by heart and the sparkle in their eyes were too adorable. When you made eye contact with Noya, he grinned and dragged you to the group.

“Oniku kami-sama, Oniku kami-sama!” You joined in on the small cheer only to have Bokuto join in on the chant as well. “Yahoo!”

“Heeeh~” Kuroo chimed in. Draping his arm over your shoulder, you felt him pulling you away from the crows and towards the cats. “You still owe me a conversation, chibi-chan~”

“Kuroo.” Kenma lightly scolded his friend. His eyes glued to the PZP. “Let her go where she wants.”

“OY! Put that game away before I have to shove food down your throat!” Before Kenma could leave, he managed to hold on to his friend’s collar and drag him over to the nearest grill. With how tall he was, it was an easy task to have a cat and a baby owl under his toned arms.

“I don’t think she wants to be under your sweaty arms, Kuroo-san.” There was that voice again. The same voice that sent chills down your spine. When you first heard it the night Akaashi and you stayed under the tree, you clung onto his arm and felt your body shaking. Remembering that people here had similar voices to those from yours, you let go of his arm and met Tsukki.

“Give me back my baby owl, Kuroo!” Bokuto exclaimed with a small slab of meat in between his chopsticks. “She belongs in our nest , not your den!”

Trying to look for an escape, Yukie or Kaori were nowhere in sight. Kiyoko and Yachi were busy with the antics of their own group. With no other options, you decided to see where their conversation would go. Watching them bickering back and forth, you failed to notice how Kuroo’s arm was now far from your shoulder.

“God, I’m surrounded by dorks.” You amusingly shook your head. Feeling another hand snaking into your wrist, you took a look at the owner only to have your cheeks flare up. Letting Akaashi slowly drag you towards a more less populated area was a bit amusing. “Well, aren’t you a hero?”

“You looked like you needed help from those people.” Handing you a paper plate and chopsticks, you happily accepted it. The both of you began to munch on some meat and vegetables. The spot he chose was as peaceful as the camp could get. Of course he knew it wouldn’t last long knowing Bokuto.

“Do you want juice or water?”

“You decide.”

Putting your plate down, he watched over it as you went to get refreshments. Reaching the table with plastic cups, you were met with only one of each variant. Grabbing them before anyone could, you made your way back to the setter. On your way back, Yukie and Koari caught your attention. The two girls were giving you such teasing smiles to the point you began to wonder if they hid the other drinks.

With your focus on them, you bumped into Akaashi’s back. The drinks spilled a bit on your hands and the back of his shirt.

“Shit.” Placing the drinks down, you quickly took some tissues and began to wipe the cold liquids away. “I got distracted. I’m sorry, Akaashi.”

“Don’t mind, (l/n).” Feeling the stickiness of the juice, he took one last bite before excusing himself. “Wait for me. I’ll change into an extra shirt.”

“I know where your gym bag is, I can do it for you.” You offered. It was partially your fault.

“It’s fine.” He began to walk his way towards gym 3. But when he felt your small hands wrap around his arm again, he let out a defeated sigh. Not much use in arguing.

Gym 3 was a little walk away from the barbeque area. The voices of each player could still be heard from where you two were walking. For a second, the both of you heard Kuroo and Bokuto yelling something about meat. The walk was quiet but nothing too awkward. With both hands on each of your respective sides, Akaashi began to fidget with his fingers, His elbow barely grazing your skin.

When the both of you were now inside the gym, he grabbed his bag and went towards the bench. Taking a seat beside his bag, you watched as he rummaged for his extra shirt. It was incredible how the inside of his bag was arranged meticulously. When he finally found the shirt, Akaashi stepped back and turned around.

‘Why is he tur-’ Your thoughts were cut when your eyes widened. ‘Oh. My. Meat gods.’

Taking his shirt off was something you were not expecting. Being given such a blessed view was enough to make your palms glow. A lot. You’ve seen Todoroki without his shirt, Bakugo in his trademark black sleeveless shirt, or even Shinso after he buffed up. But this was all too different. You held no crushes for those mentioned.

“Fuck...” The glow was too bright. Not even clenching your fists were enough to cancel out the light being emitted. Trying to think of a cover up, you shoved both hands under your thighs and hunched your body a bit.

“Something wrong?” Akaashi asked as he turned around. His new shirt still in his hands. Toned torso now on full display for your eyes to absorb. He wasn’t as beefy as Bokuto but he was chiselled just right by the gods out there. Whatever moves he did in practice, paid off big time. His brows furrowed when he saw the bench...glowing. “Did you actually bring firecrackers here?”

Analyzing his question, you inhaled and held your breath. The tug on your palms were getting stronger as the seconds went by, along with your heart beat and reddening cheeks as well. Todoroki had always told you that you were the weirdest when flustered. Never once did you believe him, but now you saw he might’ve been right all along.

Not sure what to do, you slid off the bench and placed your hands behind your back. Placing them beneath your shirt in an attempt to hide the glow. When he took a step closer, it did not help. Releasing your breath, the heat from your palms became too hot for your shirt to handle.

“(l/n)!” Akaashi ran towards you. The small pillar of smoke forming behind you was not a good sight. Beating the small fire that had ignited, he dropped his shirt when he was sure the chaotic scene was over. Standing in front of you, he rested his hands on your shoulders. “What in the world just happened, (l/n)?”

“It was noth-” Realizing that you had raised both hands and shook your glowing palms in front of him, you were now facing an Akaashi with his jaw slightly hanging and gunmetal eyes reflecting the bright yellow glow on your palm. “I can explain. BUT, please wear a shirt.”

When the (useless) piece of cloth now shielded your eyes from his finely sculpted torso, your quirk had finally calmed down. After giving yourself a mental scolding, you buried your face in your palms. You fucked up in the lamest way possible. Who knew that your demise would be a shirtless boy and not some tragic accident that you would prevent. When you heard him zipping his bag and felt his presence inches away from you, you sat straight.

“You won’t believe me.”

“Try me.” When he saw how your body was slightly trembling, he reached for his bag once more. Taking his jacket out, he unzipped it and made it rest on your shoulders. The small patch of shirt had exposed a fine portion of your back. “You don’t have to tell me. But, it might help ease your mind if you choose to.”

“I want to tell you.” You really did. “I just… I don’t know how or where to start.”

“Start anywhere, it’s okay.” He reassured you. “Take your time.”

“Well, for starters, I don’t carry firecrackers.” You chuckled at such simple thoughts. “I do have a friend who has something similar but much stronger.”

“What do you have, then? Lights?”

“Not really.” Showing him your palms, you activated your quirk. “I, uhh, I can manipulate objects. But only to a certain degree.”

“So what happened back there…”

“Was my quirk going haywire.”

“Quirk? Like superpowers?”

“Yeah. Where I’m from, people like me are everywhere. Think of it as a superhuman population.” Similar to what you showed Bokuto, you began to manipulate the glow on your hands. Slowly they began to form into small orbs. Akaashi stared with childlike wonder at the orbs encircling him with a silent dance. “The same day you met me, I was on some kind of mission. The bad guy we were after, his quirk was water. We managed to capture him but he shot some kind of smoke. I thought I got rid of everything.”

“But you didn’t?”

“I’m here now.” You shrugged and made the small orbs a bit bigger and even shifted their hues to the school’s colors. “I was about to be tested but then I experienced a massive migraine and then, poof, I woke up as your neighbor.”

Cautiously, Akaashi reached out for a tiny glowing orb. He watched as your eyes effortlessly commanded it to swirl around and land softly on to his palm. The warmth he felt from the small object was similar to when you would hold on to him.

“Is this what you can do? Manipulate light?”

“Here, the most I can do is to change a succulent’s properties.” You explained. “As long as the objects I want to manipulate are similar in terms of molecular structure, then I can change them into whatever I want. It is draining though.”

Putting two and two together, Akaashi could feel his chest tightening.

“So when you hold on to me…”

“I can’t explain it but somehow, touching you amplifies my quirk for a few percentages.” You hated yourself for telling him. Of course, your pride won. You couldn’t tell him that along the way, it wasn’t for your quirk anymore. It was more on the sense of comfort he gave you when he pulled you in a little closer. “The highest I can go is 35% but it’s painful to even use.”

“Oh.” Clenching his fists, his eyes landed on your soft features. After hearing everything, he was confused and unsure of what to do. All his life, he had things under control. He always managed to read and analyze things excruciatingly well. However, when he finally chose to let his feelings decide, it only ended up for the worst. All those small gestures he came to secretly love were nothing more than selfish acts.

But, he couldn’t get mad.

If it were him, he too, would’ve done the same thing.

“I know it sounds too good to be true or maybe the meat I ate had drugs in them,” You forced a smile. “But I can’t lie about this. I’m not from here, Akaashi. Not in this dimension at least.”

“How do you plan on going back?” The thought of not being able to see you again was enough to make him break eye contact and play with his fingers.

“I have no idea.” Holding onto his jacket, you pulled the cloth closer to hug your body. “But, if I were to be honest… I kinda like it here.”

“Oh yeah?” He could feel you trying to cheer him up.

“I miss my friends and family, I can’t help it.” You told him. Heat began spreading across your cheeks again. “But, I also found solace with the people here. My mom, my friends from UA, Fukurodani people, Bokuto-san especially.”

Akaashi felt an arrow hitting his chest. But the blush on your face made him question your words. Or maybe it was just his feelings clouding his judgement.

Asking him for his shirt, he handed it to you and watched as your fingers began to pull out the orangy liquid that had stained his shirt. Seeing how it evaporated into nothing, he was more than starstruck when he got his clean and dried shirt back.

“That’s amazing.” He praised your work.

“I told you, Akaashi.” You stood up and offered him a helping hand. When he accepted it, you pulled him till he collided with your smaller frame. “I’m the most interesting person here in this dimension~”

He’s read a lot of books about how pupils dilate when a person stares at someone they like. And he was sure that yours were. Feeling a bit brave, he snaked his arm around your waist. Seeing how you allowed him to pull you in even closer made his deadpan face turn slightly red.

“I never disagreed with your statement, (l/n).” He leaned in a bit closer. Feeling how you went on your tippy toes, he kept his hold firm to support you. When your eyes fell on to his lips, he felt relieved that the feeling was mutual.

“Do your teammates know you have this cheeky side?” Your heart was beating rapidly by now, Even if your quirk was effective, you enjoyed the high of being Akaashi Keiji’s focus. Letting go of his hand, you activated your quirk.

Akaashi’s breath hitched when he felt your warm hands running across his chest only to be wrapped by your arms to bring him even agonizingly slower.

“They may and they may not.” Brushing the tip of his nose against yours, he could feel the warmth of your breath on his lips. He couldn’t help but smirk at the turn of events. “May I?”

“You don’t have to ask....”

“AGHKAASHEEE!! (Y/N)-CHAN!!”

Pushing each other away, Akaashi quickly turned and gave all his attention to his bag. He was cursing how Bokuto chose to intrude at such an intimate and perfect time. Touching the burnt area of your shirt, you returned it back to its original state. Just as you handed the jacket back, the familiar head of gray and black appeared.

“Hey hey! You two are taking way too long!” Bokuto slapped Akaashi’s back. Used to his antics, Akaashi apologized for both of your sakes even though it wasn’t necessary. Squinting his owl like eyes, Bokuto tilted his head and pouted.

‘Nothing happened.’ Akaashi could tell that the spiker was onto something. But, if he looked back, nothing really did happen. And that itself was the problem.

‘Did I interrupt something?’ Bokuto’s eyes widened when he saw the slightly higher degree of awkwardness and some kind of tension in the room.

‘You did.’

Watching the two men having a moment, you couldn’t help but giggle. Now that the person you liked knew your biggest secret, you felt much more comfortable and open. Though, you were more than willing to give him time to absorb the information you had just given him. Yet, the mere fact that Akaashi was also feeling mutual made you a bit paranoid. The looming fear you kept at bay now crept closer and closer. What if your quirk would send you back?

Shaking the negativity away, you cleared your throat and told them that it was time to head back to the barbecue. Bokuto happily skipped his way out with his mouth drooling at the concept of eating again.

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a/n: so the confession finally happened :3 what do you think will happen next? feel free to ask me questions if you have any or if yall wanna be tagged :) take care and see you next week!

#akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi #akaashi haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#hq

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basilrazzledazzle · 4 years

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dating the haikyuu boys, pt 2

y'all REALLY liked that last one omg so here's a few more.

(a/n: i have written kageyama's part three times and oikawa's twice why can't this stupid app SAVE MY DRAFTS)

anyway this one is dedicated my one and only follower you're a real one homie 😌

Kageyama Tobio

he was the one to ask you out

tbh he had probably been pining for a hot minute before he finally got himself together

you had been helping him in class during free time because ya boy isn't the smartest and needed someone to help him study

and one day he was watching you explain a concept and he couldn't help but notice wow uh,,, y/n is really cute,, wait what??

anyway there's a big test coming up and our boy kags is stressing

so you volunteer to help him after school

but he has practice

so you both decide that you'd go to his house after practice

so you meet him at the school and you guys walk together

and you hadn't really talked about your personal lives

but he told you about how much volleyball and his friends meant to him

which was kinda wild because you had always thought of him as cute but intimidating

so anyway you stayed over for a little over an hour but it was getting late

and as you're getting ready to leave he volunteers to walk you home

you oblige because it's getting late plus you don't mind the thought of being together in the dark

and turns out he's just an absolute dork because he's cracking jokes the whole way home

and before you go inside he gets kinda flustered

"hey y/n?"

"mhm?"

"would you uh,, wanna hang out this friday?"

"but we don't have any tests or anything monday??"

just bc you're tutoring him doesn't mean you're not a dumbass

"no like a,, uh like a date"

o h

you agree ofc because who in their right mind would turn him down

i really think he would do something like taking you to an aquarium

mostly because he likes to watch you get excited over all the colorful fish

i've decided that kageyama doesn't know what to do with pda

because ya boy definitely gets flustered easily

however

he could never get upset with your affection

so you guys talked a lot during school but i feel like the most pda that would happen would be like hand holding

anyway after a couple weeks of dating you're walking to his house with him

and you mention that you're kinda chilly and wish you had brought your sweater

this boy has his jacket off in an instant

and also insists you wear it when he walks you to your house after "studying"

and you're wearing it at lunch the next day

and hinata asks kags why you have it

and since our favorite tangerine cannot keep his mouth shut, half the school knows by the end of the week

Oikawa Tooru

he asked you

he knew he had almost all of the school wrapped around his finger

except you were always one to call him out on his bullshit

and he found that hot

anyway he was kind of low-key flustered when he was asking you out

the two of you were both the captains of your volleyball teams

so you had that in common

and his excuse to talk to you was for you to teach him how to gain the respect of his teammates

you said he couldn't get anyone's respect if he continued to act as arrogant as he did

which kinda threw him off

but he asked you out anysay

you. laughed.

"are you serious?"

"why wouldn't i be serious??"

you agreed to ONE date

but it turned into several

anyway

this boy LIVES to show you off

would literally swoop by your locker in between classes just to give you a kiss

low-key clingy asf

one day you mysteriously found his volleyball jacket in your locker

you could take a hint

he saw you wearing it after school and OH BOY

he was whipped

you probably could've gotten away with murder if you had been wearing his jacket, he thought

lots of movie dates at his house

and even though he liked to talk a lot he was surprisingly a good listener

mostly because he thought it was hot seeing you angry as you wanted over the latest bullshit

it took him a bit to open up to you tbh

but he became very vulnerable about how he was scared to let down his team

on another note

he knew he could get anything he wanted when he was wearing his glasses

god he's such an asshole

but so attractive

Daichi Sawamura

he asked you out but also technically didn't

but boy was FLUSTERED

like he was so nervous

even though you guys had a pretty good relationship already and had amazing chemistry

you guys had been friends for a while

and you were hanging out at the library

supposedly studying but in reality most of the time had been spent joking around and goofing off

he was really trying his best to stay on task but you kept finding memes that you just had to show him

so you leaned over close to him with your phone in hand

and your boy just went for it

he pulled away almost immediately though

"y/n i am so sorry i shouldn't have done that-"

you kissed again him just to shut him up

which he was completely okay with

but then you realized you were in a library

where making out was generally frowned up

it took a minute before you officially became a couple though

tbh you were probably wearing his jacket before you were official

and when you were wearing his jacket??

oh boy

you could have gotten your way with anything

he was so whipped and seeing you in his clothes just had him wrapped around your finger

dates with him were probably pretty casual tbh

lots of cuddling at each other's houses while watching netflix

arguments only happen because you don't like him overworking himself

even then it's not a full blown argument

he'll just keep doing what he's doing (homework, volleyball shit, etc) and give you some bs excuse about him having to hold himself to high standards

other than that he's extremely agreeable and willing to compromise with anything

ugh i just love him sm

Hinata Shoyo

you asked him

you had most of your classes together and found his cheerfulness infectious

and one day you were in the courtyard setting a volleyball against the wall and you heard him come up behind you

"hey y/n!! will you set to me?"

after that you guys had an immediate friendship

plus you lived near each other, so when he didn't have practice, you guys walked together most of the way home

he was very energetic and practically bouncing the whole way home

so one day you decided to just go for it

"hey shoyo, are you busy this friday?"

he wasn't

"do you wanna,, i dunno, hang out?"

"what, do you wanna practice?"

ugh he's so oblivious what a dummy

"no, like a date"

boy turned RED he didn't know what to do

"uh, y-yeah! sure!"

idk i feel like going to a park with him would be cute

y'all would get some sort of fast food to take with you and just hang out on the swings and talk

it was chill but also allowed him to move around a lot because you already know this boy cannot sit still

anyway you were walking back that night and he noticed you shiver

bc it was kinda chilly

and he's like "hey y/n are you cold?"

and you assure him you're fine

but he insists you take his jacket anyway

because wow a gentleman

and surprisingly it's tsukishima who notices you with it on monday because you had first period with him

"hey what're you doing wearing shorty's jacket, y/n?"

"y/n's and i are dating, thank you very much! they can wear my jacket as they please."

tsukki couldn't believe it

neither could anyone else tbh

but you were both happy and that's all that mattered :))

ahh anyway that's what i have for them. i hope u enjoy these!! i really have fun writing them but they take forever omg

feel free to request a one shot / imagine or something like this!! i need something to fill my time lmao

anyway thank u for reading!! please like n reblog (if u wanna, ofc) ily all!!

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thatwriterkei · 4 years

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Breathe.

°A/N; I had so much fun writing this!! So WHOLESOME ♥️

•Summary: Y/N finally decided to ask Peter out, but will it go as planned?

•Warnings: so much FLUFF

*MASTERLIST*

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Today was the day Y/N L/N would ask the one and only Peter Parker out.

The pair had known each other ever since Y/N offered Peter to color with her in kindergarten. She was there to comfort him after his parents passed away, and she was there for the death of his uncle. Peter was even there for Y/N's grandmother's passing.

Through it all they were the best of friends and when they grew older they matured, as well as their feelings.

Y/N was currently bolting down the bustling hallway of Midtown High, in search of her now two best friends. One can have two best friends, right?

Y/N's sneakers came to a halt and skidded against the vinyl flooring but the momentum she already gained still caused her face to crash with a backpack belonging to a familiar green jacket wearer.

This throughly helped her slow down and not fall with the person but she still experienced the discomfort of her nose nearly being crushed by the textbooks in their backpack.

Still being as polite as ever, she rubbed her nose gently and backed away from the familiar classmate.

"I'm so sorry! I was trying to find one of my friends. Well, both of my best friends but you should really take it easy on the textbooks, bud." Y/N rambled in a chary tone, opening up her eyes and making contact with those very charming brown eyes she's known to adore.

Peter's laugh resonated through her ears, a boyish grin adorning his admirable features.

She felt her heart soar, the scuttle of hormonal teenagers quieted down to a muffled sound. She gave Peter her full attention despite being the one who claimed to be in search of him.

"Sorry, chemistry is a big load of hefty words. I hope you find your "best friends"." His bottom lip pursed out into a pout but his eyes were still gleaming.

Y/N laughed at him, shoving his shoulder lightly. "Oh, hush. You know I meant you and Ned! Speaking of Ned..?"

"He already left for class but I could walk you to yours..If you wouldn't mind of course!" He quickly stammered.

Peter was absolutely smitten for Y/N. Every little thing she did set his senses into a frenzy. The smell of her Victoria Secret perfume, how it encapsulated her perfectly. The honey-sweet sound of her voice making Peter melt. The beauty she possessed and how every curve to her body sent shivers down his spine. The way she snorted after laughing for a great deal of time. When I mean Peter was smitten for every part of Y/N, he was wholeheartedly smitten for her and only her.

Y/N nodded with a beaming smile, already walking in the direction of her first class alongside Peter with their shoulders brushing past each other occasionally.

Y/N wasn't sure when her feelings developed for the nerdy dork, but she knew she fell hard. To this day Y/N believed Peter was the first guy to have ever stolen her heart, and still held onto it.

If she was asked to describe Peter in one word, she would be stuck tongue-tied. There would be too many positive attributes Y/N could list. She would begin by describing those gorgeous brown eyes that could set her heart on fire. Y/N could listen to Peter's voice days on end, and even longer if he had some frustrations to ramble about. She admired the way he ignored Flash's rude remarks, being the bigger person, and standing up for the younger students when they were in predicaments in the hallways. She loved how selfless he was. He was the kindest person Y/N ever knew. She was not just infatuated with Peter, she was head over heels for him. She adored the loving hell outta him.

"So, you said you were looking for Ned and I..Are you going to pay back for stealing my cookie last week?" He flashed on a serious façade but not truly being upset with her. He could never.

"No, besides, I won that fair and square. You know I'm the only one who can make MJ laugh, we just get each other."

Peter mocked the last part of her sentence, earning an eye roll from her.

"Anyway, it wasn't about the cookie. I actually needed to talk with you..Can we talk during lunch possibly?" She asked with a passive tone to her voice.

"Of course we can! I hope it isn't too scary of a conversation; I want to eat my sandwich in peace."

Y/N laughed. "I know you do. Don't worry, I'll try to keep it brief. Or at least try to.."

Soon they arrived to Y/N's classroom. She knew she would have the most difficult time focusing in her first two classes before lunch. Her mind would be clouded with various scenarios that could arise once she confessed to him.

After 1st and 2nd period, lunch finally came along and the cafeteria was packed with high schoolers and a few teachers that forgot their lunch at home. At the time, Ned and Y/N were the only ones sitting at their table while MJ spoke to a teacher about an assignment and Peter was grabbing something at a vending machine. The lines were really stinking long.

"Peter brought up in chem that you were looking for us..Well, specifically him. Are you finally going to ask him out?" Ned wiggled his eyebrows in a teasing manner.

New was honestly the sole reason Y/N even considered confessing to Peter. His nonstop poking motivation. Yes, he poked her until she broke and gave in.

"I-I don't know! Several different alarms are going off in my head. I don't know what to say or, more importantly, how to say what I feel. There's so many things that I could say but I don't want to overwhelm him. You know, it's very difficult confessing to one of your best friends."

Ned thought for a few passing moments until an idea popped into his mind.

"I got it! Practice confessing to Peter on me then I can help you." He suggested.

Y/N's cheeks lit up like a siren on a firetruck. "Are you joking? Are you trying to embarrass me further? What if Peter shows up and hears everything. God, I'll die. I'll probably die of embarrassment."

Ned rolled his eyes but still kept on his calm, friendly disposition. "Just try it, please? I promise it will help you find the right words to tell him. Trust me, okay?"

Y/N hesitated with a heavy sigh, nodding.

"Okay..Peter, I've been meaning to tell you something for such a long time and while I'm not sure how you'll react, I know you deserve to know. For as long as I've known you, your main intention in life is to protect the ones you love and adore. You strive to be kind and friendly to all those who find struggle and difficulty in their lives. You've also gone through so many tragedies and you deserve all the love in return. I want to give you that love and more. I want to be more than the friend who offers their shoulder to cry on. To have more than comforting hugs and random midnight calls. I want to embrace you in a different form of intimacy. I want to share every part of me with you. I love you."

Ned's jaw dropped open, and Y/N took that as a good sign. However, upon closer examination, she noticed his gaze straying past her. She quickly turned around and, lo and behold, the one and only Peter Parker was standing just a few feet behind her. He had a cookie in his hand and Y/N couldn't help cracking a little smile but she soon realized what had happened. Her eyes met with Peter's and she swore she saw a hint of sadness in them. Maybe even watery. Those once gleaming irises were now dull.

"P-Peter!? Oh shit-You didn't hear any of that, right? Well, I'm assuming you did. Umm-What did you think of it?" She asked, nearly wanting to facepalm at her ignorant mind. She shouldn't have listened to Ned.

"What do I think of it? You just confessed to Ned so it's not really my place to comment on it. I'll leave you two alone for awhile." He replied, turning away and leaving the cafeteria.

Y/N knew why Ned was such in shock. Peter had arrived at the end of her confession, not realizing she started off talking about him. Without another word spoken between her and Ned, she dashed after Peter, tugging on his free arm to pull him back.

"Peter, wait! That confession wasn't meant for Ned..He was helping me practice!" She tried to explain.

Peter had a few tears falling down his cheeks. Y/N caught them almost immediately no matter what he did to wipe them away.

"Shit shit shit. This wasn't how asking you out was supposed to go!" She complained.

Peter repeated what she had just said in his mind, those same dazzling eyes perking up with life again.

"Ask me out?" He needed to confirm what he was hearing.

"Yes! Ned convinced me to confess to you with him because I couldn't find the right words. Really, I should be thanking him but I'm not sure how you feel because you heard everything and that's seriously embarrassi-"

Y/N's breath got caught in her throat, the weight on her shoulders lifting from the soft kiss Peter brought her into. Immediately, her worries washed away and she felt calm again. He had a way with that. She was kissing him back but with her body still rigid in shock, she wasn't breathing through her nostrils.

Peter finally pulled away, chuckling and rubbing his thumb tenderly against her cheek. "Breath, Y/N/N."

She started breathing normally but the intimate moment hadn't broken between them, staring into each other's souls that tied their fates with the other.

"I love you too.. I've always loved you, and only you."

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