#so even if you're aren't an animal lover you can still have happy animals

[victorluvsalice]

But wait, what's this? Moory's cowshed is dirty and the feed's run low? Well, we can't have that, can we? And as Bugs had the greenhouse pretty well covered, I decided Victor could head in there to clean things up and refill the hay. After all, he is the one with Scruberoo -- no matter how stinky he might get (and he did get fairly stinky), he could clean himself up instantly afterward. :p And once that was done, it was time to pet and milk Moory herself, making sure she was as happy a cow as she could be. :) Honestly, keeping her content is pretty easy, I've found -- I TOTALLY could have gotten this lot a cow earlier. XD

Anyway -- while Victor was busy with Moory and her pen, Smiler was busy with the chickens and their pen -- having finished up their chatterbots (and fixed another busted turbine), it was time to spread feed, clean the coop, tell the chickens terrible jokes to keep them happy, and collect the eggs! To my annoyance, though, most of the eggs were hatchable ones, with just one regular among them. *sigh* I'm blaming that on it being rooster-mania in the coop -- I think the population now is genuinely half-and-half roosters and hens. I DEFINITELY have to remember to cull the flock a little bit in a future episode -- I need those eggs for cooking and selling, damn it!

Once the two were done with the livestock, it was time to take on the greenhouse -- Smiler, having taken over herbalism duties, grabbed all the stuff out of the storage box and harvested all those plants (plus the plasma fruit tree), while Victor came in, took care of the creepy hands, and grabbed everything else. The pair also shared a quick tender moment while Smiler was powering down the depleted Bugs in preparation for putting it back on the robotics bench -- I like to think Victor was thanking Smiler for all the robotic help they keep building him. :) They're so cute, seriously...

Anyway, once the greenhouse was sorted, it was just a matter of waiting for Alice to finish her book; Smiler to finish playing around with the bonsai tree; and Victor to finish shooing a threatening fox (stay away from my eggs!) before the trio could finally set off to San Myshuno! Victor shared one quick tender moment with Alice while Smiler finished their heart, then grabbed a bunch of stuff from the fridge...

[buckys-wintersoldier]

When we are older

Pairing: BestFriend!Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x BestFriend!Girlfriend Reader

Summary: You and Bucky are best friends since childhood and you have the plan to marry when you’re older. But when you move away he turns into an idiot.

Warnings: hurt/comfort, angst, Bucky being an idiot for a while, but much of fluff

Wordcount: 6.7k (I know it’s so long but please, it’s worth it [at least I hope but it is I guess])

A/N: After you all wanted to read this one I wrote it and you know it with the title “Only love can hurt like this” but I had planned to name this one “When we are older”. The song “Older” by Ben Platt inspired me a bit, so I hope you enjoy that. Divider made by @firefly-graphics.

A/N²: Thank you to @cosmicbucky for encouraging me with that idea and helping me with some ideas for this one, that really means a lot.

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10. March 1925

"Happy Birthday, Buck!", you scream and throw your hands around his neck. He immediately wraps his arms around you and presses your little body against his. "Now you're 8 years old,", you say with a proud smile on your lips, and you kiss his cheek gently.

"Come, I will show you my presents," he whispers, and he takes your hand into his little one. He runs, pulling you along with him, with a huge smile on his lips. He is so happy to have you with him. His little doll, his best friend and the one he loves the most.

When you both arrive at the table, you are fascinated by all the presents. "My new stuffed cat. I will call her Alpine. Mommy said, I will get a cat when I get older." He puts his stuffed animal into your arms. It's a little white cat with ocean blue eyes. They immediately remind you of Bucky's eyes. "It looks so sweet, and her eyes are as blue as yours," you say, patting the little head of the stuffed animal.

"And here," he says, climbing on the table to find something else to show you. He hands you a picture. It shows the both of you during the trip a few weeks ago. Bucky stands behind you, and his hands are wrapped around your waist, while you both stand in front of a waterfall. His head turns towards you, and you still know the words he whispered into your ear.

"We are going to marry one day, aren't we? I love you so much, my doll. You're the most wonderful girl in the world, and I will love you forever."

You both giggle when you look at the picture. His one hand wraps around your waist while you lay your head on his shoulder. "You still remember what your answer was?", he smiles, and you nod. How couldn't you?

"You're so sweet, Buck. I will love you forever, too. Can we marry at the beach? Or in the tree house?", you asked, and his answer was "Everything for my doll."

He put the picture back on the table and wanted to do the same with the stuffed animal when he saw you wrapping his arms around him and cuddling. "If you cuddle Alpine more than me, I'm mad,", he says, giggling, before you both walk back to the other guests. All of them are adults, but you both don't mind; you have each other, and that is everything that counts for you.

Bucky and you lay in the tree house, watching the stars and the moon, while most of the guests are home again. His hand is around you, and he presses you tightly against his body. "I wish we were already older; then we could marry,", he whispers, kissing your forehead.

You absolutely love his forehead kisses, and you're the only one doing it. Even when someone told him to kiss another girl, he hit the guy in the face. "You remember the theater when you almost wanted to hit the man's face?", you ask, and Bucky nods, breathing loudly against your skin and making you giggle.

The week before the holidays is always filled with much fun for the students. And this time it is a theater performance. You wait for Bucky before you walk into the room with the other kids and adults.

"Hey, doll,", he says, wrapping his arms around you. He kisses your forehead gently. You walk together into the room and take a seat next to each other. When the lesson starts, you both pay attention to the people explaining what you all have to do. But you and Bucky can't stop looking at each other every now and then. He smiles widely when you meet his gaze, and his eyes brighten whenever he looks at you.

After finding out more about the characters, the plot, and the role for everyone, you start to exercise the performance. You're on the stage right now. You play the fairy, which you really want to play, and walk in the background before you have to go to the prince to tell him what he has to do. Bucky stands in front of the stage, looking as often as he can towards you while he plays his role as the prince.

When you walk towards him, he smiles widely, while the princess sits in front of him, looking into a book. A dwarf has enchanted her, and the prince wants to help her before they are going to marry each other.

You reach them and walk a circle around them. "You don't need to fight against the dwarf; you only need to kiss her. The kiss of true love, my prince.", You say your lines and walk around them both before you go off the stage. He follows you before he turns his head to the princess.

Bucky leans down, but he is a few inches away from the princess. "James, you need to kiss her. Just her cheek or her forehead,", the man says. Bucky turns around and looks at him with half-closed eyes, and his eyes darken. He is angry, and you know that because when someone makes jokes about you, he looks like that too. "I don't want to kiss her,", he says, folding his arms in front of his chest. "We talked about that scene. It's just her cheek or forehead,", the man tries again, but Bucky shakes his head.

He walks off of the stage and towards the man. When he stands in front of him, he doesn't even reach the chest of the theater teacher. With his little fingers, he points up to him and speaks between clenched teeth. "I. Don't. Want. To. Kiss. Her.", he points out every word.

You smile at the scene in front of you. Little Bucky is a big man, but Buck acts like he is bigger and could throw the man down when he wants to do it. "But a prince has to kiss the princess,", the theater teacher says, pointing towards the princess before he looks back at Bucky.

Bucky shrugs and walks towards you. The man looks at the two of you in confusion when Bucky presses his lips on your forehead, making you blush. "I've kissed my princess. And she is the only one I will kiss. I'm not going to kiss a 'would like to be' princess. Only my princess, and she is playing the most wonderful fairy because she is the most wonderful and perfect girl on earth. Understood?", he says, looking with an angry gaze back at the teacher.

He smiles and shakes his head lightly. "Oke", he says, clapping into his hands. "Then you don't have to kiss her. Put your head on her head,", the teacher adds, and Bucky nods proudly of himself before he kisses your forehead again and walks back on the stage to practice the theater performance.

You both lay in the tree house, looking at each other and talking about everything and nothing. Both of you love to just be there; it's like your little home. And you're almost planning your wedding and your future life together.

"No matter what happens later, the one person I take care of, protect, and need in my life is you, my doll,", he says, and you blush, giggling about his words, but you want it too; you want him.

28. June 1933

Bucky stands in front of you. His arms are around your waist, and he presses you against his chest. He is still bigger than you, and over the years, he has gained a lot of muscle. The cute little boy turned into a young, wonderful man, and almost every girl loves him, even some boys.

"You know I still love only you,", he whispers, and his voice breaks a bit. "We are gonna marry one day. It's not that long until we can marry,", he jokes, but you can feel the tears running down his cheeks. You smile sadly when you pull away. Just a bit to look into his eyes.

His eyes are red, but he smiles slightly. He tries to give you some strength. "I love you too, Buck,", you whisper, and you know he will wait for you. Shit job from your parents, so you have to move to the other side of the country. But he is yours, and you're his; you both have said that. His lips meet yours, and you can taste your salty tears while you lay your arms around his neck, pressing him more towards you.

When you have to go into the car, he waves and runs next to it before your parents drive too fast for him. You lean your head back and close your eyes. The tears stream down your cheeks quietly. You know he will wait for you; you know you're the only girl in his life; and you know he wouldn't do the things you both did. But no matter how much you know that, you don't want to move away, even when you know you can come back in a few months, maybe some years.

You pull out the little letter he gave you before you take your seat in the car.

For my doll.

When you unfold the letter, you can see the whole paper covered with blue ink and his handprint, which you love. But you also see some points with smeared ink, and you know he cried when he wrote the letter for you.

Hey, doll. 

I hope you will have a good start at the new school there. If not, write to me, and I will come to you as far as I can. Believe me, I wanted to tell you that I will never find the right words. I had a couple of weeks to think about the perfect words.

You smile at his words, knowing he is right. And so both of you could just cuddle and kiss each other. Lying in the tree house again and feeling the things you already felt eight years ago.

Can you imagine that I got Alpine eight years ago? And now we have the real Alpine for a year. I told you about a surprise; I will tell you what it is. When you open your suitcase, you will find something you really love. And I can't get the picture of you with it in your hand out of my head. So I decided you both are perfect for each other until I can hold you in my arms again when I visit you. When you open your suitcase, you will find Alpine there. The stuffed animal, of course, but you have loved her since my eight birthday, so she is yours, like I'm.

You feel the smile on your lips with every word you read, but also the tears. Your mom takes you out of your thoughts and off of the letter for a moment. "We planned a trip, and we could ask Bucky if he wanted to come with us. Actually, we already asked him and his parents, and they said yes,", he says, stroking your knees with his hand. You smile even wider and look at her. "That sounds perfect,", you say before you turn your attention back to the paper.

I love you so much, and I can't wait to hold you in my arms again. A second surprise for you is the chocolate you like the most. I put it in your favorite cup. This is the chocolate we had our first kiss with. Or it was the reason for our first kiss.

You chuckle lightly when you think about the kiss. The first real kiss you both shared was the first time your lips met his, and the feeling of butterflies in your stomach grew.

It was when the two of you were in the tree house, like always. You watched your favorite movie while eating your favorite snacks. When he was looking at you, Bucky pointed to your face. "Was it there?", you asked, giggling, and he sat up. You rolled yourself to the side and looked up at him. "There is someone chocolate,", he whispered, kissing the corner of your mouth. Then he placed his lips on yours. "I think I got you mixed up with the chocolate,", he whispered against your lips, making you laugh softly.

He told you a few minutes later that there was no chocolate, but he wanted to kiss you. He laid on his back again and was looking at you while he told you. You leaned your body over him and kissed him again, while his hands moved to your hips and he pulled you onto his lap.

I love you, my doll; I always have and I always will. I can't imagine a life without you because you are my life. I hope we can see each other in the next holidays; otherwise, I will go crazy.

And I know you will be the most wonderful girl at your new school, and they will love you. I hope it is for them; otherwise, they miss the best person there is on this planet. I believe in you, and I'm so proud of you, doll.

I love you 'til the end of the endless line.

Your absolutely best friend, boyfriend, and one-day husband, Buck.

You have never talked about boyfriend or girlfriend. It was something usual for you two. You love each other, and there is no one else in your lives. So no one of you needed to say that directly or ask for it; you both are perfect for each other, and you know it since you're little kids.

5. September 1933

It's your first day at your new school. During the time you meet a boy, he lives just a few houses away from you, and you both become good friends. He is as old as you, a blonde-haired, muscular boy named Steve Rogers.

The two of you had a lot of time during the holidays, so you spent this time together. He helped you to avoid the pain in your chest, and he helped you to live at least a bit without Bucky by your side whenever it's possible. And Steve made you laugh as often as it was possible.

"Steve, where are we?", You laugh and look around. You're in the middle of a big room, but no one except the two of you is there. "In the classroom. Oke, maybe not, but I thought it's here,", he says and looks around.

You laugh even harder when he starts to scream like a little girl. "What the fuck?", he shouts, and when you look at him, he stands behind a table. "A spider,", he says, scratching the back of his head and blushing. "But it looks like a very big dinosaur or something,", he mumbles, trying to climb over the table again.

You look at him. "A dinosaur, really, Steve? You remind me of Bu-", you interrupt yourself, and your eyes widen. "Sorry, I'- not wanted,", you stutter quietly, but he shakes his head. "It's oke; don't worry. I know you miss him,", he says, and you nod your head, feeling the tears in your eyes, and wipe them away with one hand.

You feel his arms around you, and he holds you until you calm down a bit. "Can we go to our class now? I think this isn't the right room,", he whispers, and you chuckle lightly. Then he takes your hand and pulls you along with him out of the room and into the next room.

"Mrs. Y/L/N and Mr. Rogers,", the teacher says, pointing to the seats in front of him. You already don't like the place, but when you complain, the teacher will hate you. So you just walk to the table and take a seat, looking up at your teacher. He nods and continues with his lesson.

While you work on the tasks, your teacher walks around, and he often stands next to you. Steve sits next to you, and whenever the teacher isn't next to you, he makes jokes, and you almost burst out laughing whenever he says something.

"Steve, this is way too funny,", you say and giggle lightly. "Is it?", The voice of your teacher appears behind you, and you feel the cold shiver along your spine. "Sorry,", you mumble, but it doesn't help much to get less homework.

The lesson feels like two hours when you finally hear the bell and you almost run out of the room. You have a short break right now, and you want to use it to write a letter for Bucky. You told him you would send some his way, like you two did during the holidays.

When you reach a bench, you sit down and search for paper and a pen. You don’t need to think too long about things you write; you always have something to tell him, even if it’s only ‘I miss you’ or ‘I love you’.

Hey Buck.

Like I said last week, school started today, and it’s not too bad. I and Steve were late because we were in the wrong room, but it was oke. He made a lot of jokes in the lesson, and the teacher saw it.

But no matter how funny he is, he isn't like you. I really miss you, and I hope we can meet during the holidays. And in a few years, we can finally marry. I wish we were already a bit older.

How are you, and how is the school? Still as boring as always?

I love you, Buck.

Y/N.

You write, and when you finish it, you smile and put it all back in your back. With a look at the clock, you see the next lesson starts in a few minutes, so you walk back to go to your math class.

"Y/N!" Steve shouts and smiles at you when you walk closer. “Let’s go to math class, oke? And what do you think about a movie night?” he asks, and you nod immediately. “Sounds perfect,” you say, and the two of you make your way to the next classroom.

10. July 1935

You haven’t seen Bucky for eight months now, and he doesn’t write you letters anymore. You miss him so much, and it gets worse every day. Not even Steve can help you, so he made the best plan for the holidays, and when he stands in front of your door and shows you tickets, you smile lightly.

“We are going to meet him,” he says, and you look confused. “In the cinema?” you ask, and Steve chuckles. Then he shakes his head and hands you the tickets. You look at them, and when you realize this, your mood immediately changes to happiness.

Those are two tickets for the train, and when you read the place you are going, you can’t stop smiling. “We are going to meet Buck?” you ask to make sure you haven’t read something wrong. Steve nods at you, and then he points to the date. 10. July; 10.25 a.m.

"Steve, that’s in one hour,” you say, and you turn around to look for everything you need. He looks at you with amusement but also with adoration in his eyes. He takes a seat on your bed while you put everything in your bag.

When you suddenly turn around, you face Steve. “You’re the best,” you whisper, and you wrap your arms around his neck. “I know,” he chuckles, and he kisses your cheek gently. “But now let’s go,” he says, standing up to walk out of your room. You follow him.

The drive to Bucky takes a while, but with Steve, it isn’t boring. The two of you play some games and talk about everything and nothing. Even when you have already told him a lot about you and Bucky, you can always find other things for him to tell Steve. And he listens even when you talk for hours about it, and sometimes he asks you things so he can listen to more of your stories.

“He doesn’t have holidays yet, so we can go to school and meet him there,” you say while you wait to finally arrive at your home. Even when you live in another place now, your old home is still your home because of Bucky.

The next station is the one the two of you need to get out of the train. So you put your things into your bag and put on your jacket before you walk to the door with Steve. A big smile forms on your lips when the train slowly stops, and you would jump up and down when you could, but there are a lot of people, and you don’t want to embarrass yourself or Steve.

“Do you smell that wonderful air?” You ask when the door opens, and you take a deep breath. Steve chuckles, but nods then. “It’s nice here. So where is the school?” He asks immediately and looks at you.

He loves to see that huge smile, your lips, and the way your eyes brighten when you think about Bucky. Steve knows that Bucky means a lot to you, so he feels your joy inside of him as well. And he knows you to see that you’re so excited about the trip like he is. Steve can finally meet Bucky, the boy you always talk about and who seems like a really nice guy and lovely boyfriend.

You make your way through the streets to the school. With every step, you feel the excitement inside of you growing, and when you see the big building, you want to run there.

“There we are, almost, this building there,” you say, and you smile wide when you point to the school. The two of you walk next to each other along the street. With every step, you see more of the building and the schoolyard.

“When you walk around the corner and then along the street, you reach my old house,” you say, pointing to a corner. Steve follows your finger and looks interested. “It looks beautiful here, even better than in your stories,” he laughs, and you do as well. “Thank you for coming here with me,” you mumble before the two of you walk over the schoolyard.

“No problem. I prefer to see that beautiful smile of yours,” he chuckles, and you look up at him before you take his hand and pull him with you until you reach the entrance of the school.

There are already a few students, and when you look around, you see your favorite brown-haired boy. “Steve, Steve, there he is,” you mumble excitedly and walk closer to Bucky, who stands next to a tree and a little bench. When you walk closer, you see a girl standing in front of him, and she laughs about something.

“Buck,” you say, and he immediately turns around. He nods towards you and looks up and down at you before he looks at Steve. Bucky looks like a young man now; he has muscles, a slight beard, and his short brown hair is messy, but his steel blue eyes are still the same, as are his looks as well.

He turns his head back to the girl, excuses himself, and then comes closer to you and Steve. “What are you doing here?” He asks and nods to Steve. “I wanted to see you. I wrote a few letters, and now Steve said, we come here." You mumble and look up at Bucky.

The brown-haired boy nods and opens his mouth, but before he can say anything, another girl comes closer. “James, it was wonderful yesterday. Do you think we can do it again?” She asks, and you feel a cold shiver along your spine.

“But not today,” he says, and the girl smirks at him before she walks back to her friends. “Sorry,” he mumbles and looks back at you. You feel like you don’t know Bucky anymore. He looks so different, and his gaze and voice are so cold that you shiver whenever you look at him.

“How are you?” You ask, not knowing what else you could ask. "Good, and you? It looks like you found someone,” he says, looking at Steve, who stands next to you. “He is my best friend, but we are not together,” you say, and there is just a nod from Bucky.

“James, babe,” the girl he excused himself calls him. He looks annoyed and turns around. “Even when I fuck you, I told you not to call me ‘babe’ and I’m busy right now,” he groans, and you gasp quietly. The girl mumbles something, but Bucky just shakes his head and looks at you again.

“Sorry,” he says, and you feel the tears in your eyes. "Do you sleep with her?” You ask, and he chuckles darkly before he shakes his head. “I don’t sleep with her; I fuck them. Those girls beg for me; they are on their knees to spend a night with me. And I can do whatever I want with them; they are like fucktoys,” he explains, and you feel a tear rolling down your cheek. “What happened?” You whisper, and he looks confused before he shrugs.

“Buc-“ he interrupts you. “James,” he corrects, and you feel like you're in front of another person right now. The sweet boy who wanted to make you smile, loved you when you laughed, and wanted to marry you isn’t in front of you right now, and you don’t know why he is the way he is right now.

“I have my next class now, and after that, I go to a party with some girls to fuck them, so I need to go to my class now. It was nice to see you. If you want to get fucked too, you can just ask, but I’m sure he is also really good," he says, looking at you before he looks at Steve. “Have you fucked her, or are you the one making love?” He laughs sarcastically and waits for Steve's answer. “I don’t fuck her, and I haven’t slept with her. She loves you so much that she says no to everyone who just wants to dance with her, except me,” Steve says, placing an arm around your shoulder while you feel even more tears streaming down your cheeks.

When Steve says that you love Bucky, there is a moment where he looks like a lost puppy, a broken boy, but it immediately changes into a cold gaze, so you're not really sure if you saw it right. With a nod, he walks to the entrance of the school.

“Now we are older, and I wish we were younger,” you mumble and hide your face in Steve’s hoodie. He holds you tight against him and rubs your back with his hand, trying to calm you down while he mumbles sweet words into your ear.

“It’s oke. I have you, and he is hurt; he can’t see that he is doing this to you too,” he whispers, and you look up at Steve. Your eyes are red, and your cheeks are wet while you look up at him. “What do you mean? He fucks with all of those girls here,” you mumble, and you feel the tears burning in your eyes again. Steve uses his thumb to wipe them away and looks at you with a small smile.

Before he answers, he lifts you up, you let him carry you to the bench, and he sits down with you on his lap. “Have you seen that gaze when I told him you love him?” Steve asks, and you nod. “He misses you, and he is hurt. Maybe you should talk to him,” Steve explains, and you shake your head. “Noo,” you whisper and lean your body against Steve’s, your head resting on his shoulder.

“It wasn’t an offer; you will talk to him or I will,” he demands. “I don’t want to”, you mumble against his neck, and you close your eyes to get some sleep. Steve rubs your back slowly and helps you to sleep while he looks to the door, waiting until Bucky can go home.

It’s not too long until the door opens and the first people run out of the building. When Steve finds the brown-haired boy, he looks at him until he recognizes him and walks towards the two of you. You're half asleep when Bucky stands in front of you and looks at Steve. “What are you still doing here?” He asks and then looks at you with a loving gaze for a moment.

“I know you have a party you want to go to and fuck all those girls, but I want you to know that there is one girl who really loves you and she waits for you. When she saw you with those girls today, something broke inside of her, and I know you’re hurt. I don’t know why, but I don’t want you to hurt her. There was no one other than you she was talking about, and whenever someone asked her to go out, she said no,” Steve says, looking at Bucky with a serious look. “When you’re hurt, then tell her. But don’t act like you don’t love her. I can see that you have that look when you look at her; it’s only then. So warm and loving,” the blond-haired boy says, and Bucky swallows hard.

"Maybe, but I have something to do today,” Bucky says, wanting to turn around, but Steve stops him. “When you go to the party without talking to her, I will tell her that there is nothing about you that she always told me about. And that it’s not worth it to wait for someone like you; there are a lot of boys who would treat her better than you do right now,” your best friend says and strokes your back. You mumble something in your sleep while Bucky looks at you. Then he nods. "Let's go to my house,” he says, and Steve stands up with you. Bucky swallows hard when he realizes Steve’s words, and when he sees you, his gaze softens.

“Want to carry her? Otherwise, I would do it,” Bucky offers. “It’s oke, but her bag,” Steve answers and points with his head to your bag. Bucky smiles lightly when he sees the bag. You have had that one since the two of you were little kids. Then he throws it over his shoulder and walks next to Steve.

They don’t talk, but Bucky looks almost every second at you, making sure Steve holds you and because he just wants to see you. “Stevie?” You mumble, and Bucky's heart races when he hears your sleepy voice. He adores the one, at least as much as your voice in general. He missed hearing you talk, but he wouldn’t admit it; otherwise, he would feel the same as he did when you moved away.

“I have you, princess,” he mumbles, but Bucky hears it. And he wants to hit Steve right in the face when he calls you ‘princess’ but he knows he has no right to do it. “Are we at home?” You ask, but Steve shakes his head. “No, James is here, and we go to his house now,” he tells you, and you nod while you feel the tears again.

You let your best friend carry you to your second home, or it was your second home when you and Bucky were kids, but now you’re not sure about it anymore. “My mom is home,” Bucky says, and you feel a warmth running through his body when you hear his suddenly soft voice.

When he opens the door, the three of you walk inside, and Steve lets you down. “You can go into the living room; I just need to call someone that I have no time for parties right now,” he explains, and you nod while you walk into the living room. Steve follows you. You still know everything in that house, and it feels like nothing has changed except for a scratching tree in the corner of the room and a white fur ball lying on the couch.

“Alpine,” you say softly, and the little white cat lifts her head to look at you. She has steel blue eyes, the same as Bucky's, and she looks exactly like the cat Bucky got on his birthday when he turned eight.

With a few steps, you reach the couch and hold your hand in front of the cat. Alpine sniffs at your hand before she leans against it and lets you scratch her ear. "You are such a sweet little fur ball,” you coo. You turn your head to Steve and point with your head next to you on the couch.

“You can sit here. What did you say that he is so nice now?” You ask, and Steve chuckles lightly. "I told him the truth about your feelings, but I also told him that there are a lot of boys who would treat you like the princess you are,” he explains, and you smile at him.

When you hear footsteps behind you, you turn around and see the face of Bucky’s mother looking at you. “Y/n, I haven’t seen you in a while. You’re such a big and beautiful young lady now,” she says with a huge smile on her lips, and you nod before you stand up and almost run into her arms for a much-needed hug. “I missed you so much,” you whisper, and she agrees before she lets go and looks at you again. “I was sure you would be a gorgeous young lady, and you are,” she whispers and then looks at Steve.

“Hello, I’m Steve,” he greets the woman, and she nods before she walks closer to him and hugs him as well. “James is in his room?” She asks. “He wanted to call someone because of a party." You shrug and sit down next to Steve. Bucky’s mother takes a seat on the armchair across from you.

“I’m so glad you’re here, that the two of you are here. When you moved away, Bucky wasn’t the same anymore. In the first time, he tried to be as much as he was, but with every day, he turned more into an idiot. I haven’t seen him crying like that when you moved away, and I guess he changed into the one he is to avoid his feelings,” his mom says and sighs quietly. “I try to talk to him; I miss my little Buck, the one who wanted to marry me when we were young, and we didn't want to wait any longer there,” you chuckle. Steve listens to you and smiles lightly when he sees your chuckle.

Just a few moments later, the brown-haired boy walks downstairs again and comes into the living room. He doesn’t say anything when he takes a seat next to you, so you sit between your two favorite boys. He clears his throat, but then he is quiet again.

“Steve, I’m sure you heard a lot of stories about them; do you want to see the pictures of them? There are some really funny ones; I’m sure you will like them,” Bucky’s mother says and stands up. Steve nods with a wide and mischievous smile. “Love ya, princess,” he whispers into your ear. “Love ya too,” you say before he follows the woman out of the room.

Then you’re alone with Bucky, his jaw clenching, and he rubs his sweating hands in his pants. You look at him and see how nervous he is; he isn’t looking at you. “Buck, listen, oke,” you start, but before you can continue, you see tears streaming down his cheeks, and you interrupt yourself.

Suddenly, he stands up before kneeling in front of you, his hands on your thighs as well as his head. You place one of your hands on top of his head and run your fingers through his soft, brown hair. “I’m sorry, I love you,” he whispers against the fabric of your pants. You scratch his head softly and wait until he looks up at you.

After a moment, he lifts his head, and your eyes meet. His tears are wet, and his eyes are red when you wipe his tears away. He breathes deeply and then opens his mouth to say something, but before he can, you can see the tears streaming down his cheeks again. “It’s ok,” you mumble, and you glide your fingers through his hair.

“I’m sorry; I didn’t want to hurt you, never. I love you so much, but when you moved away-“ he starts, sobbing before he continues to speak. “Everything was so empty, and no matter where I was, we were there together. I missed you so much that I wasn't able to leave my room for weeks. And even so, there is everything that reminds me of you. I’m sorry for being an idiot; I wanted to think about aging nothing for a few minutes, but I haven’t thought about you then,” he whispers between even more sobs. He let his head fall down on your thighs again. “You really were an idiot,” you chuckle, and you capture Bucky’s face with your hands so he needs to look at you.

“But you’re my idiot,” you mumble before you lean forward and kiss him softly. You're not sure if it’s what he wants, but as soon as your lips meet, he wraps his arms around your waist and presses you closer. You feel the love and happiness, as well as the butterflies in your stomach, when his lips meet yours and his adorable blue eyes look lovely into yours. “Do you still want to marry me? We can do it; now we are older and can marry,” he whispers against your lips, and you nod. “I definitely want to, Buck,” you mumble. He smiles at you when you continue talking. “But no other girls anymore, and don’t be jealous about Stevie; he is nice,” you say, laughing, and Bucky nods with a smile before he kisses your forehead.

“No other girls and not jealous of Steve,” he chuckles, and it’s like his mother and your best friend heard you because they walk back into the room and see the two of you smiling at each other.

“Do you want some cake as well?” The woman asks, and you immediately look up at her with a wide smile. “What kind of cake?” You ask, and Bucky laughs when he sees your eyes brighten. “Your favorite,” Bucky whispers into your ear, and you push him back to jump to the kitchen.

"Cake, I’m coming,” you say, and the three others look at you while they burst out laughing before they follow you. When you reach the kitchen, you see the big cake on the table, but before you are there to steal it, you feel two strong arms around your waist and pressing against a body. “Do you like Alpine? She looks like my stuffed animal; do you still know it?” He asks, and you nod while you try to reach the table with the cake.

“Do you want me to bring you the cake?” Steve asks with a laugh, and you look at him with your best puppy eyes. "Yes, please,” you say, and he takes the cake but walks away from you, and you hear the two boys laughing. “You’re mean,” you mumble. Bucky kisses your neck, and you feel goosebumps all over your body.

“You’re the most wonderful girl, and I love you, my doll,” Bucky whispers into your ear, and you smile widely. “I love you too, Buck, but now give me some cake,” you say, smiling, and he shakes his head, looking at you with adoration and love in his eyes while Steve comes back with cake and places it back on the table.

[impactedfates]

Love In Different Shapes - Various HSR Girls x GN! Reader

★ Summary: Your lover loves to show that they love you, however some of their methods to do so, aren't something you'd expect - i.e HSR Girls and their love languages (but it's not your typical love language)

☆ Characters Included (Separate): Jingliu, Topaz, Serval, Qingque, Asta, Tingyun, Kafka

★ Genre/Trope: Romantic + Crack (?)

☆ Warnings: None

★ Extra: Just had random thoughts about HSR characters love language and decided to write about what theirs is in my opinion - just not your typical ones. // Not proof read - we die like Himeko // There's a HSR Boy version as well! Right here.

Y'know those cats who come to your doorstep and drop a dead bird in front of your door? That's her...but it's an actual person.

As Jingliu is well...dead herself (I think) and I believe currently in the Shackling Prison which probably means very small times where she can see you if she can convince Jing Yuan, the fastest gift she can give you...is well...y e a h.

If you do ask her to stop, she will...not getting rid of people, just bringing you the bleeding results. She'd probably steal something from them as I doubt many people would want business from a criminal/dead person.

She writes notes and gives you gifts...but she gets Numby to send them to you.

It's not that Topaz is shy about giving you gifts, she's more then happy to give you a kiss on the lips if she wants too, but for some reason. To her, if Numby is the one giving the gifts and letters from her to you. She thinks it's more affectionate.

You don't know why, neither does Numby. But you both find it cute, even so. Getting the little daily visits from number with a letter in it's mouth and the page having a small bite mark from where Numby was nomming on, it's sweet of her. As much as this was of showing affection is strange to you.

Serval.

WARNING, DO NOT DATE SERVAL IF YOU RATHER BE UNKNOWN/j

But honestly. Serval gives the vibe to call you up on stage during one of her songs, you have an automatic V.I.P ticket and there's a seat/area dedicated to you, that you are the only one allowed in.

She writes love songs with you in it as well and will announce it during her concerts.

Serval: "THIS ONE GOES TO MY PERFECT, AMAZING AND CARING PARTNER. MY WORLD, MY LIGHT, MY EVERYTHING NI-"

Someone in the crowd: "GET ON WITH IT"

(Dw, she won't do this if you're uncomfortable...she'll still write songs about you though)

Lazing with you. Qingque shows her love by being lazy around you. Y'know how some animals show that they trust you be like being more near you? (Or something like that)

That's her, having a boss(?) like Fu Xuan who scolds her for slacking and others also doing the some. Her lazing around you is her way of showing she trusts you. It doesn't even matter if you'll tattle. She will laze around you or even WITH you.

Asta loves giving you gifts!...Like an entire planet-

Her love language is gift giving, but none of her gifts are small. There big in terms of how much it costs her, but it probably won't even make a DENT in her income. Avoid saying what you want, because she will buy it for you, even if it means buying thousands upon thousands.

You may need a special room to put all the gifts she buys you...which she also bought...

Point is, her love language is gift giving...extreme version.

Ever sob when you find out you don't have enough money for something? Tingyuns got you covered! Every single thing that you need shall be handed to you on a silver platter...in terms of coupons and discounts-

She probably has thousands of coupons saved up that she'll give you, and you always get discounts from her store for just being her lover. Every anniversary she gets you a gift you really want, she's sweet like that...but expect a book full of coupons from shops you frequent.

Coat.

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.

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Anyways, Kafka loves buying and getting coats as we know. And we also know she buys you a bunch of coats and styles you in all of them. (Separately, don't worry)

She can come home from a mission and have 3 bags full of coats for you to try on.

YOU can come back from a mission and she'll still have bags full of coats.

Your closet is so full of the article of clothing she oh so loves to buy all because she thinks it'll look cute on you...she probably lets you wear some of hers as well if you get far enough in the relationship.

Hehehe. I spent a good bit rambling with my friend about certain HSR characters "unusual" love language and decided to write one! It's not proof read as most of the time, my rambles aren't proof read. But as always, if I messed some spelling or grammar up. Inform me and I'll fix it :D

[eldritch-spouse]

Perhaps, if the two of you had ever consummated your attractions, things would be much different.

How much different? How bad would it be?

[Bad enough that I didn't want to include it in the original ask.]

TW: Physical abuse; Verbal abuse; Noncon; Gore.

Livius will request the two of you have a "special night" together where he expresses wanting to try something new. Nothing crazy, he assures.

You're cuffed to the bed. He makes a show of placing the key somewhere safe so that he can easily reach for it if you become uncomfortable, showering you in praise for agreeing to do this with him, for trusting him.

He leaves, promising to be right back, and as you lay there naked, strange noises can be heard from beyond the door.

Livius will cherish the way the color drains from your face when you watch your silly little lover stumble in, his sockets vacant and bloodied, not even the eyelids were left behind in Livius' deliberately clumsy clawing. Your lover hiccups and sobs and trips over their own feet. Their horns have been torn in chunks, bleeding from the roots where the demonlord physically tore or cracked them. They have no teeth in their maw, only a stump of a tongue, their forearms ending in a gnarled mess patched just enough that they don't bleed out and die too soon. What's left of their cracked and twisted tail tries to curl protectively between their naked and carved thighs.

Livius smiles silently as if nothing were wrong while you likely shriek and wail and call him every name under the sun for what he dared do. Your lover can still hear you through all the cranial damage they've endured, and they probably try to console you, or call out for your help, it's very unclear. Nevertheless, the King coos about your "excitement". Come on, it's that one demon you used to get so so cheeky with- Don't you like them? Don't you love them?! Isn't this hot for you, you filthy cheating whore?

Aren't you wet, you stupid slut?

He's so glad you're enjoying yourself, because things have only just began.

Livius rummages through a cabinet with his hand wrapped tight around your lover's throat, fetching a regal-looking vial with a tantalizing pastel pink liquid within it. Something that could only be from the likes of Lust. The substance is poured down the mangled demon's throat, and Livius makes sure they don't get the chance to spit or vomit it back out before it takes effect. Far too quickly, the one you love starts getting visibly aroused, a fever they can't deny no matter how battered and frail their body has become.

Look, they missed you so much, haven't they? Why don't you two embrace each other the way you love to, hm? Oh no, don't mind Livius, he's just sooo glad the two of you have found happiness, it's a beautiful thing to see, really.

Who is he to get between you two love birds?

When your lover is beside themselves with desire, all the Icon has to do is place them on the bed, let them feel you, just enough that they instinctively can perform the rest.

Livius looms behind the mangled husk of his traitor, holding your legs up and watching, unmoving, unblinking, as you get savagely violated by the demon you found safety and love with.

No amount of begging, shrieking, wailing or intimidation can make Livius react. He doesn't move a muscle until you're too broken to make sounds, until you lie there looking closer to death than your maimed beloved. Once the potion-fueled demon can no longer perform, a gnarly pool of seed and blood caking the sheets, Livius lets them collapse on top of you, dropping your legs.

The first hints of a brand new smile chip at the demonlord's deadpan when he grabs the half-conscious demon by the head, buries his fingers in their sockets and audibly cracks their skull enough to garishly deform their face, biological matter pelting your vastly despondent form as you're forced to watch and feel your lover's pitiful death rattles. It's remarkably like the twists and turns of an animal that's been runover, clinging desperately to its last vestiges of life- Clawing at you to help them.

Perhaps blaming you for all this in their last few seconds alive.

Once it's all over, and a deafening, lethal silence settles over the room, Livius throws the corpse off your body, making it tumble loudly to the ground as he unties your cuffs. With a saccharine tone, he thanks you so much for humoring his little game, plants a kiss on your static lips and leaves the room.

It could have been ten minutes.

It could have been a day.

But you eventually register the sight of Flints looking down upon your frozen form, shaking his head silently.

He starts dragging the cadaver away, humming some sort of tune under his breath.

[sofiiel]

Date: theme park with Eddie

He asked for triple scoops at the cotton candy stand.

He nomed a piece of said candy and then kisses you so it melts as you kiss.

He's stuck between the biggest ride and the photobooth because he's torn between "I must ride the machine of death and terror" and "I need adorable snaps with my lover" his head is turning left and right as he tries to decide which direction.

Eddie picks the biggest ride. At first, he throws his hands up, and suddenly he's squeezing the life out of you, at the drop. Then that scream becomes a joyous cackle. He's having a blast, but he is still got his arms locked around you as best he can manage. You know, for safety reasons.

You've lost him in the midway games and can't find him. Eddie tries to win you the biggest prize, and he's tried three different games, several times. He trudges back to you with an arm fool of the smallest prizes and a pout - only to find you won him a giant stuffed creature. He did however win a kiss from you.

He spots a man walking on the tallest stilts he's ever seen and follows him around, asking questions about how hard it is to do and how long it took to master. He then looks at you. "Babe, we're getting stilts. I will play the filthiest solo on stage in those god-damn stilts."

Eddie wants pictures with all the characters and mascots. He's somehow dragged a few of them to get in the photobooth with the both of you.

You go on the water ride, several times. Mostly because it's really doing it for him to see you drenched from head to toe.

Smoking weed in the back corner behind something. He wants to be high as a kite when goes on the space themed ride and the haunted ride. If you don't smoke it ~ that's fine. He'll happily entertain you while you're 100% lucid by tripping out at everything.

In the haunted house, he accidentally backhanded one of the actors who jumped towards you after you got scared and scream "Eddie!". It was a natural reaction. He had to apologize and you two run before you get kicked out.

Doing a bungee jump ride. While preparing to go, Eddie's saying his last I love yous. "Babe, if the string snaps....I was happy to spend this one moment with you, than the rest of my life alone." But when you two jump he's nearly giggling and when it's over he looks at you saying "25 more times, please, please."

You two are doing the cutesy couples 'ha ha i bumped you silly!' thing with the bumper cars. Ignoring almost everyone else. Until one guy wanting to kill the sweetness rams his cart into you - Eddie goes off, terrorizing them the whole time while rage cursing. The guy might actually have whiplash.

Eddie bought a ring from the coin gacha, and offers it as a promise ring in the tunnel of love, when the couples cam is on you. You've got it on photo for all time.

Poor Eddie road the tilt'a'whirl after gorging on what amounts to carni food. You stood there rubbing his back and holding back his hair and desperately trying to tune out the retching sounds. "oh god that was stupid, that was so, so stupid." he's muttering.

Eddie loses you in the crowd for the smallest millisecond, and he's climbed up on one of the park statue's shouting your name out over the sea of people.

You've gotten matching touristy merch from the park and instantly change into it for the rest of your trip.

Every single ride must be ridden thrice. At the very least.

But if you don't like a ride, Eddie will happily go it alone, he's waving you to you and talking anytime he spots you. Even if he's way up high, he's shouting. "This is amazing!" - "You look so little!" - "Hiiii sweetheat!" - "It's too fast!"

You aren't leaving without a balloon animal, and one of those foam animals that 'walk' as you drag them with the wire leash.

He's taken to holding your hand the whole time, so he won't lose you in the crowd again.

At lunch eddie starts to wind down and he's in his 'yeah, I'm gonna be that boyfriend mode' and he's trying to feed you part of his food because "you have to try this."

Shhh, you've written your names in the bathroom stall with sharpie...and behind that ride you *probably* low-key banged behind.

Eddie's somehow ended up with 300 raffle tickets. He isn't sure how, and neither are you - you don't even know where the raffle is. but hopefully you'll win something nice.

There's a band of characters playing instruments to amuse the visitors. You sneak up to them and ask them to play a specific song and dedicate it to Eddie. When he hears it, Eddies looking at you the same way people watch the happy ending of romance movies.

He's doing that thing where he tries to hop over statues/trash cans/barrier things. As if it'd impress you and yes it goes wrong, and he gets a rude awaking in a very sensitive spot. - time to go kiss it better 🙄

He's collected so many pictures that it's ridiculous. You've had to buy a tote bag for all of them, plus the theme merch, plus the pile of little prizes.

On a forgotten note: Eddie lectures of park employees the importance of keeping his giant prize you won him safe every time he has to leave it to get on a ride.

Playing sheriff vs outlaw on the merry-go-round.

Cuddling close while in the animal exhibit as you marvel at all the creatures. Trying to pick out which animals remind you of loved ones back home.

Singing pirate shantys on the ship ride.

You have been at the park all day, night is falling and after watching a light show they put on. Eddie kisses you under the neon lights of the parks' entryway. He's paid off some rando to snap a picture of the moment for him without you knowing, so he can surprise you with it later.

[cccccasperghost]

Does anyone else feel a little icky about oakworthy rn?

Especially after this episode it just doesn't feel right. Like at first it was fucking sweet to see a queer person in the main cast, like "oh an awkward quirky boy crushing on an overly confident drama dweeb, sick."

After the comedy standup episode and learning that no he didn't steal the mascot costume for school spirit and no he doesn't actually like Normal I was like ok cool, not ideal but certainly salvageable. Maybe an friends to enemies to lovers kind of thing, I still have hope for them.

Them after that is was just all downhill. It feels more like Hermie's just using the fact that Normal likes him for his own gain and that just doesn't sit right.

Like yeah Hermie has his own shit with his dad's going on as well as obvious mental health issues to deal with but that shouldn't be an excuse. And it certainly shouldn't be Normal's job to fix that.

And the fact that Normal is now developing actual feelings for Hermie and genuinely trying to help someone who (for lack of a better word because it feels too little to say crush) he loves just breaks me to see him get treated like this.

Hermie knows Normal likes him and he's actively using that to try and get Normal to first kill his dad then get with two of his friends.

Maybe if Hermie sees how much pain he's putting Normal through, or I don't know like Normal being doodlerised or something and he starts either trying or move on maybe then they can build a relationship or friendship.

I just want Normal to be happy, maybe it's just my own baggage filling into this or something but this isn't right. The amount of stress that Normal's under has got to stop.

I mean first your dad goes missing, then you realize your dad has been running some organization to fight monsters, turns out he isn't proud of you, one of you're friends alliance herself with a murderer, they kill your principal Infront of you, your dad fucked with the world up, you have to go into another dimension to save your dad, a weird monster thing from that world is the only person to see how hurt you are right now, you're finally able to go home, now your friends going through some shit that you have to help with. After that you learn that the boy you've been crushing on scammed you for your mascot costume, something you love very dearly, but that's fine you think its awesome that someone has that much school spirit- SIKE. Turns out he didn't do it for any reason you thought, actually he couldn't give less of a shit about you, now he's asking you to kill his dad for a date, then goes directly to you for advise to get with your friends after you learn that your very cruelty free very vegan and consent enforcing parents have been forcing your sister to fight and kill animals because she has to be the chosen one.

Like dude can't catch a break, so much is out of his control and none of the kids or adults seem to be doing anything about it or care. This is probably one of the only things he can control in his life and yet he's still getting hurt by it.

It would make sense if he got doodlerised and honestly that might have to be the thing that get his family and friends to care about it. I'm not saying all the other teens traumas and struggles aren't valid but you can't compare them.

Taylor has always had a good life, he's had a caring, rich, and financially stable mother.

Linc has two wonderful dads who care about his mental health and supports his interest, sure grant hasn't always been truthful about his really dangerous job but even when they were trying to keep the teens in the d.a.d.d.i.e.s building he cared about his sons wellbeing.

Scary is the only one out of them who stands a chance against the emotional pain scale against normal. Shehas a wonderful mother, but she struggles with not having her dad around and doesn't feel like she fits in her own family and now the fact that her step father has been shot in front of her which I'm not saying isn't as bad as what Normal's going through just hold on. All of the teens struggle don't even touch the generational pain that normal is going through with his entire life and the lives of his dad and uncle and his grandfather.

It's clear he's trying so hard to carry everyone else's pain and Hermie is deliberately using his kind and caring nature and it feels so wrong. He's not blind he can see how much normal is holding and using his emotions and Normal's knowledge on how he views him and using it against him.

I want so badly for it to work but I don't know how it can.

Anyways this was more stream of consciousness than I wanted but let me know your ideas on it, maybe I'm thinking about it wrong I don't know.

[jagerstian]

Reluctant animal lover Zach my beloved <3

"So, that's it then?"

"Yup."

"You're quitting."

"Mhm."

"You don't succeed one time, so you're giving up?"

"Bingo."

Zach refused to look at Chris. For someone so open about being touchy-feely, Chris wasn't very good at empathizing with him. Sure, he'd had failed inventions and evil schemes before in the past that he didn't let drag him down, but those were different. They were half-assed, get-rich-quick schemes made up on a whim. Besides, the Wild Ratts had been working against Zach all those times. Now, when they're working with him, and he's giving it his all, and he still fails? That's worse. That's bad. This failure actually meant something. This proved it, that he wasn't good enough even when he tried. That's why he hated trying. You can never disappoint if you never actually try. Chris didn't get it. Zach called it a strategy, Chris called it an unhealthy coping mechanism. Tomato tomahto.

'What do you know, anyways? You hug trees for fun.'

'Maybe. But which one of us is actually happy?'

'.... I'm happy.'

'... Sure. And I'm a monkey's uncle.'

'You might be, for all I know. I still don't know how those creature power suits work.'

'Zach?'

'Yes?'

'Shut up.'

He zoned back in, Chris's voice droning on, going in one ear and out the other. Something about 'perseverance' and 'anything worth doing is worth working hard for'. Or something. He didn't know, he wasn't really listening. There wasn't any point, he wasn't gonna try being a goody-two-shoes again. He heaved himself up from his chair with a sigh, shuffling his way to the makeshift area the crew had made for him in the Tortuga. 

Chris's mouth closed softly as he watched Zach move across the room, appalled. Who did this brat think he was?

He stormed over to Zach, who was crouched over, packing his bags.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Packing."

"Well, stop."

Zach gave him a side eye from his low angle. 

"Don't tell me what to do."

"My house, my rules."

Zach scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"You aren't my dad. And even if you were, this isn't a house."

Chris scowled down at him as he continued packing, arms crossed. A devilish grin began snaking its way across his face. He waited until Zach was reaching for one of his items still strewn about, then snatched the closest bag up and booked it. Zach looked after him in shock.

"Did- did you just steal my bag?"

"If you want it back, you'll have to catch me! What're you waiting for? Come get your stuff, Captain Emo!"

Zach made a noise of indignation, even as he scrambled to his feet and took off after Chris.

Chris had a pretty decent head start on Zach, and he planned on using it to his advantage. He hopped on a Buzz Bike and shot down the ramp, kicking up dust clouds as he zoomed away into the wilderness. 

Zach whipped his head around, frantically searching for a vehicle he actually knew how to drive. His gaze fell upon an old mountain bike, half covered by an old sheet. He groaned. He gave one last once-over of all the vehicles stored in the space, but there were none he knew how to work, or had the keys for. He was stuck with the bike. He ripped the sheet off of it, a cloud of dust billowing up around him, making him cough. He kind of hoped he got some kind of weird lung disease, just so he could spite Chris and blame him for it. He threw a leg over and tentatively sat on the cushioned seat. It was admittedly a very nice bike, but that wasn't the problem. No, the problem was Zach hated bike riding, and he was a little rusty. Whatever, that's something you never forget how to do, right? Isn't that what people said? 

He pushed off, starting to roll slowly toward the ramp. He was suddenly not so sure this was a good idea and was about to turn around, when the front wheel slipped over the edge. The bike flew down the ramp and launched Zach down the path Chris had taken, Zach screaming the whole way. 

It was a bumpy ride at first, the "path" having been made by the crew, leading from the Tortuga to the actual path. Once Zach merged onto the main trail, it smoothed out, and was actually a pretty pleasant ride. He wasn't a fan, but he didn't hate it, either. After a few minutes of peaceful gliding, he passed a varmint that seemed to be struggling. He rode by for a few feet before coming to a stop, grumbling to himself.

"Since when did I get so soft."

He hopped off the bike and turned around to see what all the commotion was about. It was a squirrel trying to get to a nut. It had been placed under a glass cup, within the squirrel's view, but too heavy for it to tip over. 

Zach ignored the anger that flared up at the sight. He lifted the cup, and the squirrel snatched the nut before scampering off up a tree. He scowled. Ungrateful rat.

Hopping back on the bike, he continued on down the path. Before too long, he came across another critter in trouble. A bird this time, crying from up in a tree. A nest lay in the ground beneath the tree. Zach didn't hesitate to stop this time, simply popping off and picking up the nest. Looking up the tree, he scowled. He would have to climb it. Luckily it was a fairly easy tree to climb, and even he managed it without incident. He placed the nest in a secure-looking nook, and climbed back down. His hands and clothes were a little dirty, and his cheeks were flushed slightly from the exertion, but he was satisfied. He didn't know why he felt satisfied, it's not like he cared or anything. He continued on his way, peddling a little faster in an attempt to escape the notion of him having a heart as big as one of the Wild Kratts crew. 

The last creature he encountered was when he was nearing the end of the path. A kitten in a tree. It was crying and meowing like its life depended on it. As far as Zach knew, its life did depend on it. He didn't know much about varmints. He rushed over to the tree. It wasn't too high up, the branch about three feet higher than he was. 

'That's not so high, but to such a little thing it must seem scary.'

"Ok, Varmint, I'm gonna help you. But only because you're clearly incapable of helping yourself."

He lifted his hands up. 

"Don't be scared, I'll lift you down. But if you scratch me, I will drop you."

The kitten had stopped meowing and eyed him warily. It looked Zach in the eye, sincerely shining past his frown. The kitten sniffed his hands before gingerly placing one paw on them, and then another. It fit in his delicate hands comfortably, a little ball of purring fluff. He lowered his arms and held it to his chest, feeling its purrs as it rubbed its head against him. 

"Huh. You're… not so bad, really. I mean-", he quickly clarified. "You're not bad, but that doesn't mean I like you. You're still a varmint, and I'm still a bad guy." 

The kitten mewled in response before wriggling a bit, indicating it was ready to be put down. Zach released it and it strutted behind him. He turned around to watch it go, and was met with Chris smiling at him. 

"Zach Varmitech, what was that?"

His face flushed furiously. 

"Nothing! It was nothing! You didn't see shit, Wild Ratt!"

"That wasn't nothing, that was you helping an animal! And you did that one all on your own that time! That's amazing!"

"... what do you mean I did 'that one' all on my own?"

Chris rubbed his neck sheepishly.

"I maybe pretended to be that squirrel. And Martin was maybe the bird."

Zach stared at him blankly. Martin emerged from the foliage and stood beside Chris.

"We just wanted you to feel better! We wanted to prove to you that you can be good, even if you mess up sometimes." He said.

"Turns out, you didn't need us to help you do that. You did it all on your own, with this little guy." He bent down and picked up the kitten, scratching it behind the ears. "He wasn't part of the plan at all." Chris finished.

Zach looked at the kitten, then at Chris. Chris cleared his throat awkwardly.

"So, what do you say? Will you give it another try?"

"We all want you here, Zach. Especially Chris", Martin said with a shit-eating grin. Chris punched him in the shoulder.

"One slip up isn't gonna change that." Chris finished.

Zach sighed. 

"Fine. But only so you'll quit lecturing me about it."

The two brothers whooped in victory, high-fiving for officiality. 

"Now that mission is accomplished, let's go back to the Tortuga. I'm starving", Martin said. "You two can share a spaghetti plate, 'Lady and the Tramp' style", he sniggered.

Zach tried to hide how many butterflies had been stirred up in his gut.

"You're insufferable."

"Yeah, you're the worst and I will kick you in the shins", Chris said, setting the kitten down to scamper back over to Zach. Chris motioned for him to follow them. 

"C'mon, Captain Emo, let's get some lunch."

"Ha ha, very funny. Give me back my bag."

Chris began walking off with Martin, pretending he hadn't heard Zach. 

"Hey! Give me back my bag, Chris! I swear I'll-"

He chased after him, Chris looking over his shoulder and yelping before taking off, Zach yelling after him.

"What's yours is his! It's in the wedding vows!" Martin yelled after them.

They yelled back simultaneously.

"Shut up!"

[bitchfitch]

idk how Haze and Aleistar met is on my mind.

bc like. Imagine this. You're in your 50s, you've got politician buying money from your boring but fulfilling job doing the numbers for your bff's real estate hoard. and you're fucking miserable.

You have your friend, and are grateful to know him, but everyone else in your peer group is some combination of snotty, spoiled, back stabbing, and snide. And there are so many nights where the gnawing loneliness is just. Eating at you. You aren't like them. You have place in their ranks only by merit of insane luck and too many nights sleeping at your desk, they were all just handed what you bled for.

You're not bad looking, you've got the kind of money that can buy love. but watching your friend suffer through one, two- four divorces, it puts a bad taste in your mouth. You desperately desire the kind of companionship that comes with late nights spent talking in bed and body warmth and animal pleasures and loyalty and love- You're a sap. You want nothing more than the white picket fence life your parents were promised when they moved here but which they never got to see.

Your friend hands you a book one day. He's sour about it and says it didn't help him at all, but it might help you. It's old. handwritten. It's a summoner's notebook. Your friend marked a page.

A demon who once served as guide and prophet for a long dead king. You already knew his name. His betrayal and roll in the fall of two nations was a foot note in every history book you studied in school.

You know why you're miserable. Why you never found a woman to love and hold dear. Why You were never meant for that life you dreamed of. You didn't need to ask a traitorous demon to tell you what was wrong.

You wanted to though. Itched to have that final confirmation that you were defective so you could package all your discontent up and burry it like a corpse you never want to be found. Maybe he might even be able to tell you how to fix yourself. You're only 50. you probably have another quarter century to make up for the waste that was the last one.

You have a picture of your parents on your mantle place. You turn it around before you take a box cutter to the pristine white carpet in your living room. the exertion is unfamiliar, the ripping of thick woven mat against a slightly dull blade is satisfying. There's a sense of finality to the sound, like a last breath after a roaring growl.

You spend hours drawing the circle and reading and rereading the translation notes stuck between the pages. but soon it's done. Soon the final step is upon you. You breathe deep and drag a new razor blade across your palm. The blood stains the wood subflooring. the circle begins to glow until a fine fog fills it. You feel a hand against yours, fingers with long manicured nails brush over the slash in your palm, before gripping it as though to shake it in greeting. You pull and he's there. Still ephemeral, but physical enough for you to see his blurred outlines. You weren't strong enough to force him to come to you fully, he's just lending you his attention.

You tell him your woe, and beg he show you a path to the happy life you dream of. the one of breakfast shared with a lover who wore your shirts in the quiet hours of morning. the one where you weren't afraid you'd die alone.

The demon doesn't laugh, but you still feel his amusement. He takes pity and leans to press his forehead against yours. Sharing with you a vision of that life you want more than anything.

It can be yours. You're not too broken to have this joy. You see your bride for the first time, you want to sob. There was woman who could love you and who you could love in return! She was stood on a balcony, leaning over to rest her elbows on the railing as she watched the city far below. She wore a cocktail dress, you vaguely recognize the view as belonging to your coworker. She looked so perfect. Her dark hair glowing at the edges with the light of the city. You feel so much warmth for her as you come to stand at her side. She leans her head against your shoulder before breaking out into a laugh. Covering her mouth to stop the sound. she bows her head before turning to face you. her face alight like she knew something you didn't. She looks familiar. You've already met her.

the vision fades and the demon isn't amused anymore. His hand leaves yours, he doesn't vanish back to wherever you pulled him from. instead he sits there, you can barely make out his face but he looks so familiar. His hair is a dark cloud around his narrow features. He's more solid now. His face is so familiar. You had already met her.

You stare. He stares back.

You're broken. You feel vile for desires you can not control. You were never meant for that white picket fence life.

You want that life, you want that bride- groom, standing on the balcony. He can give you it. He is it.

A demon smiles at you, and asks if you want to make a proper deal.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Beast Anon here ^^ Sounds like you're still having a good time with the show so far, I look forward to your thoughts on the rest of the episodes as time passes =p To answer your question... Hmm...hard to pick is an understatement, but, if I had to come up with something here and now I'd say...maybe: 1. Beast - Because he's a perfect example of what I personally like in a tragic character while also having the potential to best anything thrown at him. 2. Jubilee - Because I really liked how they evolved her character over time from the standard fish-out-of-water trope to the mysterious yet likable ward with a massive secret...that secret being she has the hidden ability to literally reset time and space if she dies!...I'm not joking, it's in the comics, it's mind-boggling how it's handled and I love it! xD 3. Wolverine - Because everyone loves Wolverine. 'Nuff said xP As for a favorite villain...erm...maybe Mister Sinister? I'll have to think about that some more, the entire list is subject to change really, but I did really like how they handled Sinister's backstory and how he was handled from that point onwards, even from the start he's a pretty intimidating villain who is 100% antagonistic. While you have villains like Magneto who are more like flawed-anti-heros capable of redemption and lumbering overpowered despots like Apocolypse who go "muhahaha! I am going to step on this basket of puppies! >:D ", Sinister has a sort of balance between the two types that I'm warming towards. I do like the way you write these relationships, and would be happy to read any ideas you put on the page ^^ As for any specific platonic yandere's I'd like to see, well, I suppose it'd be fun to see the dynamic/rivalry between Wolverine and Sabretooth get explored, I'm honestly fine with anything you decide to put down :D Hope these answered your questions sufficiently, you have a great day as well! And, if you celebrate it, Happy Easter! ^^

Good points, Beast Anon!

#1: Jubilee can do WHAT?! That is... so cool. Like, wow. Talk about a plot twist! And I like how they handle her character, too, at least in the Animated Series (I haven't read about... 99.9% of the comics... So I'm pretty much out of my depth with that stuff, unless I watched a video essay on them or watched a video reading them...). And that would be a pretty interesting plot to explore in a platonic yandere setting, too-

#2 Beast is awesome, he's a scientist, he's a lover of literature, he's friendly, he's fluffy, he's nice- The list goes on, but all in all, yes, he's a good character😊

#3 Yep, one way to sum up how we all feel about Wolverine. I myself don't like most of the comic romances he's been in, and while I'm not much a fan of the love triangle in the Animated Series, he is still the guy who will do his best to protect his kids (and adopted friends or partners). So even if he is a jerk at times, and would scare the cr*p put of most people who met him, he's nice on the inside, so I think that's what draws in a good bit of fans

#4 I see what you mean, now that you point it out. Mr. Sinister had a complicated past, started out good, went kinda nuts due to what he did and was trying to accomplish (and possibly failing, if I remember that part correctly? It's been a while since I watched his backstory episode in the Animated Series). And after all of that, he spends the next several decades, if not what, centuries, traumatizing mutants and experimenting on them. Interesting character, looks like a vampire, and is a threat whenever he gets involved. You have Magneto, who is flawed, but more of an anti-hero with his heart in the right direction, but his actions aren't the right way of going about it, and you have Apocalypse, the guy who would knock ice cream out of your hand (or step on puppies, as you said), who is not negotiable on his evil, and does not care about good or evil, just what he wants and how to make it happen... There are other villains and the like, but these three set the flavors you can expect for the show. (Then you have Sabretooth, and well... the Professor somehow saw something in him, or thought he could reach the guy, and the Professor has been known to actually think some people aren't good at all, I think? So he has that going for him. Not to mention the people at Marvel had at one point thought of having this guy become at least an anti-hero, or at best reformed into a hero... All of this to say, secret flavor unlocked: Unstable psychotic villain who somehow has the chance to become better, but the people writing him in the comics sadly won't stick to it or write him in as much of a person) (I hope this made sense😅)

#5 Aaaaaawwww! I'm so glad you like how I write the platonic yanderes! Trying to keep their personalities and vocal tics isn't always easy, but I try my best! Which doing our best is the best we can all do, no matter what!

#6 Hahaha, yes! I enjoy writing for those two, especially since they do have history, they liked each other at some point, and I can write them as brothers. I know that a lot of the fandom ships them, but... I prefer them platonically. I do ship certain characters, I just don't ship those two that way. Wolverine has had I don't know how many love interests, so the idea he can have a platonic relationship with someone who isn't a teenager or the odd person who died, is rather appealing. And it kinda fits in a way, doesn't it? How to explain these two guys, where one (Sabretooth) knows the past of the other (Wolverine) when even the guy he's obsessed (and protective?) of doesn't know it or him, hates him, and will attack him on sight. Cue at least a hundred years of being obsessive, protective, and a stalker towards this one guy. (I may have brainrotted there for a minute; my apologies, but you hopefully see what I'm trying to say, right?)

#6 It was fun talking with you once more, Beast Anon! I can't wait to hear from you again, but take it easy, okay? No rush, no pressure. Everything will happen when it happens😊

[widow-tarot]

PAC: What's Hidden From You About This Situation/Person

I'm so obsessed with Stranger Things and the new character, Eddie Munson, that I had to do a reading that involves him in some way. Icons belong to @iconsx4u

You know the drill! Choose max two groups that you're the most drawn to. Also, think about a specific situation or a person while choosing.

GROUPS 1-2-3 4-5-6

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GROUP 1

Cards: The Chariot Reversed, The Tower Reversed, Death Reversed, 3 of Cups Reversed, 4 of Cups Reversed, 6 of Cups, Knight of Swords Reversed, Jealousy, Dark Moon Lilith Reversed, Yesoda Reversed, Hawk Spirit Reversed, Fragmentation Reversed, Praying Mantis, Ajoite.

This person/situation you're asking about has a lot of blocked energy that not only has roots in the past but there is a great possibility of past life blockages (soul contract of some sorts for example). It seems like this is something that happened multiple times for centuries, yet it's never able to break the cycle. It reminds me of Vecna's tentacles that capture his victims so they aren't able to escape. It was actually the first thing that popped into my head. The potential of this situation/person is locked like Vecna's victims, still and almost lifeless. There's third-party energy as well (for some of you it's an actual person or an earthly factor but for others for you, it's a type of entity that keeps it locked - much like Vecna!). This third-party energy gets involved with you guys, either on purpose or purely accidentally. It could be your person's multiple lovers and partners, parents, friends, or societal expectations. The energy of this situation must be broken and shattered so ugly stuff will come out that won't block the communication, but enhance it. When we're angry, we say more. But yes, this energy has roots in your first life so that's why it's been getting more difficult to unblock it. Time doesn't do you any favors, guys. Pieces lay scattered across the dimensions and the past. I'm not sure if it's worth it to gather the missing pieces and fight; if you choose to try, be ready for a hella difficult road ahead of you. The only person you can trust is yourself because the energy will try to manipulate you and lead you the wrong way. Can't even say "yes, you can trust your guides" because.... I just can't say that because I don't believe it's true. Our Animal Spirit Card literally says: "Let the spirit be your guide" but it's in reverse. So yes, be careful of fake/manipulative signs from the Spirit or the Universe.

Astrology: Aquarius x2, Virgo, Cancer x3, Scorpio x2, Aries.

Detailed astrology: Mercury/Moon in Cancer, Sun in Scorpio, influential Mars and Cancer/Scorpio.

GROUP 2

Cards: 7 of Swords Reversed, Page of Wands, Ace of Cups Reversed, King of Swords Reversed, Judgement, 10 of Cups, Beaver Spirit, Fidelity in Reverse, Moon, Trine, The Hermit in Reversed, Emily Bronte, Israfel in Reversed, Fated to Suffer, Moldavite in Reverse).

There's an energy of lies, secrets, and dishonesty here. If you're in a relationship/any type of connection and you have a bad feeling about whatever is happening but everyone else around you/this person tells you you're overreacting - you are right. There's something iffy about the whole ordeal and you're being gaslighted. Seemingly, everything is out in the open, you know stuff that no one else knows - but that's not all that there is to this person/situation. They are technically telling the truth, but it's so exaggerated and almost nothing like the actual thing that's happening that it might as well be a lie. Their intentions are not pure towards you - they need you by their side for their own benefits, there's nothing nice or kind about them. Do they have narcissistic/psychopathic traits? Because they're very good at lying and manipulation, people love them. It feels like for the most part you're happy when you're with them but the feeling of "something's wrong" is there, in the back of your mind like a plague but you brush it off because you'll never meet anyone like this. The bad stuff is dressed in nice clothes so at first, I was confused; but oh, this disguise is not even a good disguise, it will crumble as soon as you realize what's going on. Seemingly both of you have mutual benefits and you compliment each other but in reality, they change their personality to match yours. They exploit your need to have someone that understands you and gives you support - they feed off of your Moon. This message that you received is a warning to proceed carefully (it's like a distorted song that saves you while you're about to die - much like Vecna's curse!). Connection with this person will bring you nothing but pain and alienation - the longer we are under someone else's spell, the harder it is to escape. Open your eyes. Don't be afraid.

Astrology: Water Placements, Gemini, Scorpio x2, Aquarius, Pisces, Virgo, Cancer.

Detailed Astrology: Trine Aspects, Influential Moon/Pluto, Moon in Aquarius, Mars in Pisces, Virgo.

GROUP 3

Cards: 10 of Wands, The World Reversed, 9 of Pentacles Reversed, The Hermit, 3 of Wands, King of Wands Reversed, Mookaite Jasper Reversed, Envious Gluttony Reversed, Zora Neale Hurston Reversed, Parrot Spirit, Matariel, Ascending in Earth Sign, Mercury, Hope Reversed.

This situation/person needs some space and solitude. They have lots of issues at the moment and stuff that are happening which makes them exhausted. They don't feel like sharing their energy because they have so little of it. Nothing is going as planned and they have to make some sacrifices and bend their neck so they can resolve the situation. Don't expect any grand gestures from them or even communication because they have enough shit on their plate. They almost ask you not to get mad at them or cut them off; just wait patiently. It's like they're begging you not to go (also, Saturn is currently in retrograde and we have Saturn in reversed so shit hit the fan, so to speak). They feel very depressed at the moment and trying to get stuff done. They're trying to be smart about this and use their intellect, so on all the levels, they are tired. They're waiting for better times at the moment. They are asking you to listen and don't judge them; there is also a specific message for some of you - if you are in contact, use kind words and be patient.

Astrology: Leo, Capricorn, Sagittarius x2, Virgo x3, Aries, Gemini, Earth Placements.

Detailed Astrology: Saturn Retrograde or Influential Saturn, Saturn in Sagittarius, Venus in Virgo, Sun in Aries, Ascending Sign in Earth Sign, Influential Mercury, Influential Virgo.

GROUP 4

Cards: 4 of Swords Reversed, 4 of Wands, 9 of Swords Reversed, 8 of Swords Reversed, 5 of Cups Reversed, The Empress, Yesod, Addicted, Dog Spirit, Milk Reversed, Leo, Uranus in Water Sign, Baby, Bumble Bee Jasper Reversed.

Milk/Baby Cards: some specific message for you, but only for a few of you: there was a miscarriage/losing a child/stillborn. For others of you, a difficult childhood could be a factor here.

This person is healing at the moment, trying to escape their demons and the mind that equips them with nightmares and guilt. They are planning to go to the therapy and talk about their issues with a professional. They are trying to get to the root of their problems, getting into childhood trauma/past trauma/past situations and understand what can they do to be free of stuff that torment them. This is very slow energy, taking step by step, being careful and attentive, and working on themselves. It's all about getting out of depression and grief, battling pain and suffering. They also could go to an AA meeting or any other rehab clinic if their addiction makes it harder for them to be healed. The only thing you can do right now is to be supportive of them and not judge who they were/what they did; just love them as they are because they're trying to get better.

Astrology: Leo x2, Virgo, Sagittarius, Aries, Libra x2, Scorpio, Gemini x2, Aquarius, Taurus.

Detailed Astrology: Uranus in Water Sign, Influential Uranus/Venus, Venus in Aries, Jupiter in Libra, Mars/Sun in Gemini, Mars in Scorpio.

GROUP 5

Cards: Page of Pentacles Reversed, Knight of Pentacles, 9 of Cups Reversed, Justice Reversed, 6 of Pentacles Reversed, 5 of Pentacles Reversed, Marriage Reversed, Whale Spirit Reversed, Yesod Reversed, Bumble Bee Jasper, Hiding Your True Self Reversed, Rabbit, Alejandra Pizarnik Reversed, Ascending Sign in Fire Sign.

Whatever is happening, it's Saturn Retrograde's doing. Karma is activated and it's here to change things up a little bit. It's a very slow process but it's happening, you'll see the results over time. This energy is very difficult to read, it's all over the place, very tight and locked up, stiff even. It can bring some material difficulties but it's not going to be a big deal. I think finances/work area/health will be the most influenced here. For some of you, it's bad karma; for others of you, it just brings changes but nothing serious. Contracts/any type of commitment will be challenged or even broken. Past incidents/people will resurface, bringing back the issues that haven't been resolved. You're going to go through self-reflection and some alone time to make your mind up about things.

Astrology: Leo, Virgo x2, Sagittarius, Taurus x3, Libra, Pisces, Ascending Sign in a Fire Sign.

Detailed Astrology: Mercury/Moon in Taurus, Jupiter in Pisces, Ascending Sign in a Fire Sign, Influential Libra Placements.

GROUP 6

Cards: Page of Cups, Page of Cups Reversed, Empress, Page of Swords Reversed, 7 of Swords Reversed, Neptune, Uranus in Earth Sign, Fidelity Reversed, Keter, Peaceful Among Thorns, Butterfly Spirit, Mary Shelley, Bumble Bee Jasper Reversed.

Two messages are coming in. Also, we have a very strong message of Spirituality - it actually has a different meaning but when I think I got the gist of it, it changes. So this is universal for this group: forces beyond your control are working and you don't need to involve yourselves with magick/witchcraft here. It's almost like... don't do it. Patience is key.

1st: A lot is going on behind the curtains, it's hidden even from me. The gears are turning, something is in progress and it's very much happening in a quick motion. The truth will be revealed to you soon ( we have 3 pages) but before it can reach you, you will hear lots of stuff from other people that will not necessarily be true (mostly gossip or your own mind playing tricks on you). Two opposing forces are working here (one page of cups is reversed, the other is upright) as if fighting over you. There's a lot going on and I can't be any more specific since every situation varies from person to person. Whoever chooses this pile - this is a message of what's hidden will soon be revealed. The Neptune card really hides any details as if not to spoil the news for you. There's a transformation of sorts for sure - you will let go of some things to make place for new things that are coming. You just have to wait and trust.

2nd: This situation needs changing to be able to move forward (or, for some of you, it's already changing but needs more push). Secrets have to be revealed and communication has to be clear; both the parties have to be on the same page otherwise, it won't work. Whatever is happening, there is a miscommunication issues or you just want different things that don't compliment each other at all, they're almost opposed. There's a need to reach compromise but I don't think anyone knows that because there is so much confusing energy here it's so frustrating. Someone is not being honest for sure, making it harder for everyone involved. It's changing, that's for sure, it's just very messy and slow.

Astrology: Libra, Taurus, Aquarius, Leo, Virgo, Sagittarius.

Detailed Astrology: Uranus in an Earth Sign, Influential Neptune/Venus, Moon in Aquarius.

[fuckingfinwions]

A/B/O AU where Feanor and all his sons are alphas

Maglor was certain that his eldest brother was up to something. For one thing, there was that smug look on his face. But also, Maedhros had been asking their brothers for various things. None of the rest had put it to together, but Maglor made a habit of watching his older brother. As the two eldest alphas they were natural rivals, and with Maglor's gift for song and Maedhros's for convincing speech they competed in public opinion as well.

Maedhros had been careful, asking for one or two things at a time. He'd gotten rope that Amrod wove, supposedly for making a new lead for his horse "So nothing that will scrape up my hands if he pulls." He'd asked Maglor if his practice room was really that good at preventing sound from escaping, and Maglor had demonstrated (with Maedhros outside to note the quiet and so he couldn't trap Maglor, Maglor was no idiot.) Amras had a herd of goats that he had caught from the wild himself, and had asked for tips on how to get a dumb animal to relax around you. (Celegorm rather cheated, being able to speak to them.) Maedhros had gotten sturdy leather gloves from Celegorm, and tips on how to tie up a lover without injuring them from Caranthir, and finally a ring gag from Curufin.

The last item was what made the conclusion unavoidable. Maglor had asked Curufin if he had any reluctance over fashioning such a device, but Curufin had shrugged and said, "He gave his word not to use it on me. I suppose it's tough luck for whoever he has his fun with."

Maglor confronted Maedhros the next day, on a terrace where they could be seen but not easily overheard. "You're going to bitch someone."

Maedhros didn't deny it. "I want an omega, and you know there aren't enough."

It was true; born omega males were rare. So much so that some people thought them fake, and anyone claiming to be so was a bitched omega who had run away from his alpha. Most alphas married females, never getting to experience the rut triggered by an omega's heat, or remained alone.

"So you plan to kidnap some poor random elf and keep him in my music room for a month?"

"Don't worry, I have a plan to make it faster. An I already have someone in mind."

"An alpha you'll need to tie up and force his mouth his open?" Maglor wasn't surprised that no one had volunteered to have their body and emotions so thoroughly rewritten, but there were practicalities.

"Yes. He's worth it."

"They're going to miss his absence at court, you know."

"Hardly, he never attends."

"Nolofinwe will still notice his son's absence, and I'm not going to cover for you."

"Nolofinwe - you think I'm planning to bitch Fingon? I've told you a dozen times, we're just friends."

Maglor sighed. "Well, whoever else it is, Father will be happy about that at least."

Maedhros smirked. "He may be afterwards, but not at first. I'll enjoy his reactions very much, though."

Maglor was stunned. "Are you serious - he's our father!"

"He'll be improving the lives of his sons, it's very appropriate. And he appreciates it when all of us work together for one cause, it's very appropriate."

"You getting an omega by tricking the rest of us into giving you supplies isn't very much like cooperation."

"No, which is why we can all share him."

"Does that even work? If you bitch him, he'll be too repulsed by my scent to suck on my knot."

"Omegas hate the scent of strange alphas. If we have seven alphas bitching him, he'll recognize all of us as his mates even if he hates it."

"Curufin will never go along with doing anything against Father."

"Perhaps, but if we show him Father already fucked out and horny, he won't want to be left out."

Maglor hummed as he thought this over. "So, what's our plan?"

Maedhros hid his amusement at how quickly Maglor had gotten on board with the idea. "The two of us and Celegorm the first night - you and I will come up with a reason for Father to go in the music room, and Celegorm will need little convincing. I'll bring Caranthir and the twins the next morning, once he's too worn out to fight as much."

"It would take a lot for Father to be too exhausted to fight."

"True, but with seven of us to keep him busy, he'll have at least one cock knotted in his holes for days straight. That much alpha cum should bitch him within a week, and send him straight into heat as well."

Maglor paused a moment to enjoy the mental image of his father - his future omega - sweaty and covered in cum and still desperate for more. "I suppose as eldest, you're going to demand some special privilege over him?"

"Just that I'm the first one to fuck his new pussy when that opens up. You all can take turns after, and I don't care who sires our father's grandchildren."

[beesofink]

Buddy they ain't real, calm tf down

If you don't wanna see that shit just block the tag

Listen, maybe you mean well, but the "They aren't real" advice is HORRIBLE.

Yes. They are fictional. But that doesn't mean it isn't problematic. Fiction is influenced by reality, and more often than not fiction can influence reality. Let me use an example. However, a major trigger warning for H@zbin H0tel, and mentions of r@pe. I'm not saying Ribbun is r@pey, but those two things are still mentioned in this.

Let's say that a victim of abuse watches something. And that material winds up glorifying the abuse they go through. This would reinforce that what they're going through is "okay" and "normal", and could also retraumatize them if they got out of that relationship. And before anyone says "but shouldn't they know?"

1. A victim is usually taught that what they're going through is "normal" and shouldn't be questioned.

2. "Shouldn't they know?" Unintentionally or not, is victim blaming. The fault is always on the abuser, not the victim.

Let me use a popular animated example of this: Valentino from Hazbin Hotel.

I wish I never had to mention him, but this is important. For anyone who doesn't know, he is a r@pist who abuses Angel Dust. While it could've been WONDERFUL representation of abuse in the adult industry, it is often:

- Sexualized and shown without warning (A r@pe fetishist storyboarded the scene and Vivziepop, who fetishes r@pe herself as seen on her old Zoophobia channel if you look at the playlists wrote it).

- Joked about it in a horrible manner (Vivziepop made the "the visuals the ¢ums with it" joke when advertising "Poison", a song about being r@ped. Also while this is a different character, Sir Pentious was dragged into a room to get r@ped, while he was drunk and crying out for help. As you'd expect from Vivzie, she made this a joke.)

Those are only 2 of the MANY things that are done wrong in Hazbin Hotel. I won't go into a full on rant on how terribly it's done, since:

1. It's been talked about a lot on Twitter already.

2. This is about Ribbun and the glorification of abuse, not Hazbin Hotel.

The reason I bring up Hazbin Hotel for this is because it led to a lot of victims being retraumatized and horrified. While yes, some were fine with it, Vivziepop not putting in a warning was atrocious of her. And even if there was a warning, it was still executed in an awful and disgusting way.

If you want links for proof, I'll be happy to provide them.

So what I'm saying is, even if it *is* fictional, it can cause issues, such as normalization of abuse in one's mind or retraumatizing someone. Ribbun would be one of those ships, because Jax pulls things at Gangle's expense, and like I said in my original post on this, even pulls a gun on her at one point. It would NOT be a healthy relationship, and therefore shouldn't be treated as one. I'm not saying "never write these relationships", I'm saying "if you're going to write a relationship like this, do so in a manner that properly shows why it's bad and how it hurts the victim." And before anyone else says "But what about enemies to lovers?", it is still shipping a relationship that in the original and is therefore inherently, abusive.

However, you are right about the tag thing. I don't know why I didn't think about it at first. Though there is a chance I have, and my memory is just fuzzy. Either way, thank you for the reminder on that.

[thenasoneshots]

Carlos x Reader: Dog Lovers

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: Ben's younger sister

Warnings: None

Other notes: None

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I giggled, running after Bella, who was chasing Carlos, and Ben doing the same with Dude. Carlos ran up into a tree and I managed to grab Bella, and picked up the Dalmatian, "Got you."

"Help me! This thing is a killer! He's gonna chase me down and rip out my throat. This is a vicious, rabid pack animal!"

"Who told you that?" Ben asked, picking Dude up.

"My mother," Carlos replied, "She's a dog expert. Why are you two holding them? They're going to attack you!"

I giggled and stroked Bella's head, "Have you actually ever met a dog, Carlos?"

Carlos shook his head and slowly etched his way down the tree. Ben and I walked up to him, the two dogs still in our arms, "Carlos, this is Bella and Dude, the campus dogs." Carlos slowly brought his hand to Dude's head and stroked him, and I could see the love form in his eyes, making me smile. My smile widened more when Ben handed Dude to Carlos and his face lit up, stroking the dog even more. I placed Bella back onto the ground and she walked up to Carlos sitting beside him. I could see the hesitation on Carlos' face as he slowly reached out to her, petting her head.

"We'll give you some space to get to know them more, Come and find us when you're done, okay?" I spoke, seeing how happy Carlos was with the two dogs. He nodded his head and I grabbed my brother's hand dragging him off back to the school.

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"Hey, (Y/n)!" I turned around from talking with Audrey and Elyna to see Carlos standing there, a small plastic bag in his hand, Evie beside him.

"Oh, hi Carlos, did you need something?" I asked, standing up from where I'd been sitting so I was eye-level with him.

"Not really-"

"Then leave, we were in the middle of a conversation," Audrey butted in. I sighed and grabbed Carlos' hand, ignoring my red face, and dragged him off back to my room, "We'll have some privacy here, now what was it you wanted?"

"Oh yeah, here. We baked some cookies and I wanted to give you one."

I smiled and took the bag from him, smiling, "Aww, thank you. Want me to eat it now?" Carlos nodded his head and I opened the bag and took the cookie out before neatly folding it and returning it to him. I took a bite and smiled, "This is really good, you'll have to give me the recipe."

"So… feel anything?"

I put my hand to my forehead and closed my eyes before looking back at him, "Would you mind meeting me at the Enchanted Lake tomorrow at 5? Provided you don't have any prior engagements…"

"YES! I-I mean, sure. Why?

"No reason," I smirked, pecking his cheek, "Now, both of you get out of my room, I think I need to lie down for a bit."

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"I cannot believe that Auradon is going to be led by the children of villains one day."

I rolled my eyes, "Really? Because I don't know if you've heard the saying, 'Don't judge a book by its cover', but these kids aren't their parents, I can tell you that for a one hundred per cent fact," I replied to Audrey's grandmother, sneaking a glance to my left where Carlos was lying with Bella and Dude licking him, metaphorically to death, "And I'll have you know that Ben is going to be the one ruling over Auradon, so I don't think who he wants to be by his side is any of your business."

"(Y/n), calm down."

I slapped Ben's hand off my shoulder, "No, it's not right that we judge these children based on their parents' actions!"

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I smiled, opening the door to my room, happy to see Carlos standing there, Dude in his arms. Once I'd let him in, Carlos placed Dude down on the floor and he walked over to Bella, giving her a muzzle rub. I smiled and leaned my head on Carlos' shoulder, snuggling into him, "It's good that they got along so well."

"You're right, (Y/n)," Carlos replied sighing. I heard him gulp and looked up at him, "You all right?"

"Y-yeah, I'm all right, don't worry."

Despite his response, I didn't believe him and walked over to Bella giving her back a gentle stroke. In response, she only gave a small wag of her tail rather than her normal leaping up from where she was lying and wanting more. I gulped, "Carlos, could you come here? I think there's something wrong with Bella." Carlos walked over and kneeled down beside me, letting Bella sniff him before stroking her head, "Hmm, I'm not sure what it could be either."

"C-can you stay here while I go and get Fairy Godmother? I trust you to look after them both and it's probably not the best idea for you to be running around in here, in case one of the guards sees you, they'll think you're up to no good, and I don't want them thinking that when I love you so much," I smiled, kissing his cheek.

"Y-yeah, I'll stay here," he replied after a sharp intake of breath which I guessed he didn't want me to hear. I stood up and left in search of Fairy Godmother.

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I smiled as I entered Carlos and Jay's dorm, after being permitted entry by the former, and walked over to where Bella was lying, with Carlos kneeling down beside her. I sat down, "How's she doing?"

"Good, just sleeping right now."

I smiled and kissed Carlos' cheek, "That's good." I turned to Bella and gave her a gentle pat, "You did well, girl, well done."

"Can we see the puppies?!" I quickly turned to the door to see Mal and Evie standing there, Audrey and Elyna behind them.

I nodded, "But you have to be quiet, Bella's trying to sleep at the moment." The four of them nodded and walked over slowly, admiring the puppies, some of them being golden colour and some being white. "What's going to happen to them?" Evie asked, looking up at me, she and Mal having let Audrey and Elyna have a closer look at the puppies. I sighed, "Well, that hadn't been thought about yet, they're too young to be taken away from Bella yet and well we don't really know."

"W-would it be okay if I adopted one of them? They're so cute."

I looked to Carlos and he nodded, giving me a smile, which I returned before bending down next to Bella's head as she'd now woken up, "Hey girl, you okay with some of my friends adopting your puppies?" Bella barked and licked my hand in response, giving me the sign that she was okay with it and I turned to Evie, "Well, there's your answer." Evie's face lit up and she hugged me, "Thank you!"

"We are going to keep two though, but if anyone else wants one, you can have one."

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I smiled leaning on Carlos's shoulder, the two of us sitting on the grass on the school grounds, "So, were you ever planning to lift the love spell you put on me?" Carlos just looked at me, and stuttered, "H-how?" I giggled "To be completely honest, the day when we went swimming in the Enchanted Lake, it washed off then, so yeah," I replied, biting my lip and not looking at him, "So this whole time, I haven't been under any love spell." Carlos' eyes widened, but before he could get a word out, two little puppies jumped on him, causing him to fall back onto the grass out of shock. I giggled and lay down on my back too, "To be even more honest, I have genuinely fallen in love with you, Carlos. I knew from the day when you climbed that tree to get away from Bella and Dude, that I was in love with you. You didn't need to spell me, because I was already in love with you."

I just giggled looking at Carlos' bright red face as he blinked at me in surprise.

-----------------END OF ONESHOT

Hehehehehehehehe… this exists now cause FLUFF

[mizuribbons]

v3 liveblogging starts now

start of prologue - end of prologue

spoilers under the cut

:readmore:

here we goooo it's startinggg

"I'm the protagonist-" false information!!! besides you aren't even better than the real protag smh my head /hj

"a classroom?" No shit Mozart or whatever I don't know classical musicians well

that's a very weird pinching noise...

HERE COMES SHUICHI!!!! HERE HE COMESSSSS

HERE HE ISSSSSSSSSSS <3

*my dumbass kissing the screen*

haha butt /j

i should honestly be bonked for obsessing too much over a fictional character... actually two fictional characters.

something about Kaede saying shut up is the funniest fucking thing ever

gray guy's ass /j i do not have a crush on gray guy

"why me?" you signed up for this shit kaede don't act like you didn't (I know I know she doesn't remember blah blah blah)

slapping shit time

Kaede asking the door questions /j yes yes inner dialogue I know no shit

"what?" quote of the year fr

kokichi time

there he is

i accidentally skipped his dialogue waaaaaa

hello sir avocado man

there are 16 gayasses

hehehehehehehe ryoma so fucjing short lmaooo /hj

i don't like string cheese. actually i don't like cheese at all!!!

"we screwed up" the game makers screwed up when making you and your siblings except monodam he's the only good one

just realised my fav monokub is in front of one of my comfort characters and my least fav is in front of the other.... hmmmmmmm

damn maybe monokid mentioned hell at some point idk

kaede really flabbergasted at them being monokubs

yes you were fucking right no shit avocado

off topic but the monokub theme fucking slaps it's an absolute banger

sleepy ass bitch tbh wake up!!! wake up!!!!!!!!!

"forgot" you mean forgor???? they forgor lol

hello again Kokichi :)

"friggin'" you know you can say fucking this is Danganronpa after all

MLG horns + Sailor Moon transformation = V3 transformation sequence

"what am I wearing" clothes lmao

we waking up again soon

we already did this shit!!!!!!!!!

here comes Shuichi 2.0!!!!! insert autism creature yippee

he's so cute fr

aaaand here comes the music

monokubs are back I hate those bitches

i hate monokid most but he's so fucking funny, you're the monster actually why are you scared you lil bitch

wow monokid confirmed stuffed animal

first monokid boner of the game...

you calling the best people ever cretins?!?! honestly stfu monophanie sorry i am obsessed with fictional characters

sixteen sure is a number kaede

skipping the whole ultimate explanation I don't care honestly

monokid rager voice line count: 2

introductions for the second time, you love to see it

star kissing the screen again... that isn't even my fav character

"usually just piano freak" well that isn't nice

baby kaede still ugly as fuck tbh where's her nose and why does she already have a full head of hair even baby peko looked better and she didn't have a nose either

at least she grows up very pretty

"when did this get in my backpack?" 0.3 seconds ago!

smoothie :D

foreshadowing moment

yaaaaaa blueberry smooothieeeee

Kaede is such a hardcore lesbian

going to see avocado man again!!!

clearly you're the ultimate avocado

i forgot to type anything here when talking to Himiko but now I'm talking to Tenko

"you're so cute!" And you're a lesbian

Tenko said her first degenerate males im so proud of her

let's go to best character (Kokichi)

KOKICHI I'M COMING FOR YOU

HERE WE WRE

Here he IS

HE IS HERE

sorry I am very happy

we have all of the best boys in one room (and Kaede is there too)

how couldn't Kaede tell that Kiibo is a robot????

he did it he said "i will see you in court"

yes introduce yourself king!!!!!

he's so silly

HE SAID IT HE SAID ROBOT DICK FUNNY HAHA LINE

why is this man so fucking funny he has my brain in a chokehold

maki rol

hello short cat lover man

oops I forgot to go see miu lmao

news flash: everyone who wears pants is a PERVERT!1!1!1!11!!!1!! more at 9

"everyone knows that only pervs wear hats" himiko: 😐

she wants drugs

THERE we go now we can go see kork

gonna be honest sometimes I forget his name is Korekiyo and not just Kork

bro I don't think your teeth fell out they're definitely right there (also you can't... have... fingernails...)

monokid rager voice line count: 3

"walls are erected" 😳

the wall can be demolished just you wait

ah yes the exisals somehow have wives and kids

you can slap yourself Kaede but don't slap one of my comfort characters. that is a crime against humanity

space idiot time

"not just anyone can get up there" I can /j

here are the monoshits again

BRO PISSES IN THE SHOWER I know it happens it just gets me every time

BRO SHITS IN THE SHOWER again it gets me every time

hello mom aka basically just 2B from Nier (or so I've heard idk I have never played Nier)

time to meet our next autism creature

wonder what this guy's name is

found him right away! after 10 years

last one

im still pissed that instead of keeping it as a generic god so it doesn't offend any religion, they chose to make angie's god the real fucking Polynesian gods

angie still cute though <3

time to go gym lol

im like a cat with the zoomies

another reference thank you blueberry smoothie

honestly??? kokichi so fucking silly I love him (if you somehow couldn't tell)

i think it might be a killing game not sure tho

i will crush you guys with this here exisal

jabroni

hello motherfucker- I mean monokuma

"im not mad" he says firing a fucking lazer

yoooo they said despair

the songs in this game >>>>>

yeaaaaa rock paper scissors

imagine if monokuma ate monophanie

murder very sophisticated

yo the monokuma tongue sprite weird as hell

the rager voice line count is 4

nvm it's 5

*laughs to death*

honestly this is tiring me out but I gotta complete the prologue!!!

"a lie... more like fiction..." that's bc it is lmfaooooooooooo

the first character to attempt a murder talking about how they won't kill is so funny to me

damn they laughing

yes I know what game this is

prologue over guys we can go home now

[yichimi]

Hi! I would like to request obey me head cannons, specifically Levi and Satan! Thank you!!!

✨Thank you for your request and patience✨

A/N: ayyy i really hope i do this right this is my first request and i wanna do it right! So thanks a lot ✨♥️

Leviathan and Satan boyfriend headcanons

LEVIATHAN:

You two are literally the couple that is so cute it's actually disgusting-

But of course it took Levi and you a while to even get there

Levi was shy from the start on

It was a friend's to lovers kind of thing-

He warmed up to you as a friend and is really happy to have you as a friend by his side

But soon both of you catched feelings and suddenly all the awkwardness cake back to him

It took him at least 2 or 3 good weeks to even try to hold your hand

He was nervous for the most smallest things that are not a big deal, he over thought everything to much-

But things quickly changed as he got used to it! He's only a bit more nervous in public that's all ^^

You honestly got the best boyfriend of all if you want any type of merch, mangas, figures or cosplay costumes or anything like that, because he's the one who knows where to get the best stuff!

You just need to say a word and BOOM! the next day you'll have it

He really loves to see you smile btw osnwosisod

Oh and pleaaaaase play some video games with him! He'd really adore you being his player two (even tho it's a cliché)

And before i forget it, if you cosplay you now have a partner to do it with. He's always up for it and actually loves (even though he gets shy) when you do his make up too

You + Ruri-chan cosplay = ✨ Perfection✨

(you were perfection before✨♥️)

Like i said, it took him weeks to get to hold your hand and it's still a struggle in public. But in private it's something else, when he holds your hand and feels your fingers around his he feels calm and can sometimes really forget about what upset him in that moment

Soooo he's the avatar of envy soooo-consider him being very jelly jelly when his brothers are near you or way to close

He likes to have you close by his side or just even near him so he can have an eye on you

Yk he works very hard on the relationship with you he's not going to let one of his brothers just take you away ykyk

He also actually has a playlist for you!...he actually has many, like for both of you, or songs that remind him of you, songs that give him comfort when you aren't there, your favorite songs, your favorite anime openings and endings, and so much more

He really wants to make you happy so he always remembers and trys really hard to remember too what you like and dislike

He sometimes even writes them down on notes

Levi can remember literally every single anime and character you told him about

Or what type of games you like

Or songs

Or food

Or places

Or just literally everything at all-

SATAN:

First of all, if you're in a relationship with this handsome man right there, expect at least 3 cat pics a day from him

Sometimes he'll even say the cat reminded him of you of how cute or beautiful it looks

Soooo i don't wanna talk about Satan and cats all the time becouse he's not only about cat's-

This man wants and will try to cuddle you and read with you and make you tried just so he can see you asleep in his arms and feel like he's the one who protects you right now

Feels kinda prideful of the fact that you chose him, and not one of his brothers (and definitely Lucifer)

And if Lucifer happens to like you, Satan will brag to him no end and tease him-

Satan is your daily reminder of anything (my weird headcanon), you have a doctor's appointment? He's the one who reminds you of it

Homework? Satan is on his way to tell you you need to do it (with his help of course)

You didn't drank enough today? This man will literally drown you then-

And if you feel down or sad he's always there for you whenever you need him

Deep talks are a must when you're with Satan, they basically happen every night and it's the best comfort actually

Satan has sooo many books in his room you're literally in paradise when you love reading as much as him. And if not it's still fine because you can still use these books for your own need, like when you need them for some sort of project or anything like that, ykyk for studys-

Dates are best because 1. Satan is gonna take you to the most beautiful places you never saw before and 2. He knows Lucifer will be damn annoyed in the end that you both snuck out

So it's a plus for both of you-

Fun fact: he confessed to you when he was mad he just babbled it out and realized later

He was mad and jealous at how close you and Lucifer sat together at dinner and how much he talked to you-

Did Satan took and still takes you on a date in the cat cafe?

He sure does-

Does he regret it?

Hell no!

It never gets boring to pet such cute and fluffy cat's

[hnychn]

𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 [𝐈𝐈𝐈]

sypnosis : life with your five lovers has been more than fulfilling, but when you're paired with a student from general studies for a project, your quintet seems a little less full

word count : 4000+

warnings : mutual pining, gender neutral reader, relationship insecurities, bakugo tries but. . .it doesn't go as well as he planned, grammar errors and spelling errors, it's . . . a long one, a bit rushed at the end so uhh pls don't mind that :)

parts : [ 𝐈 ] [ 𝐈𝐈 ] [ 𝐈𝐈𝐈 ]

a/n : so sorry for the long wait LMAO- i know i said my bokuto fic would be coming out today but uhhh ahaha my depression hit me full force this weekend and i didn't even look at the dock because i was too busy sleeping, but uhh enjoy this :D

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- WELCOME TO PART THREE sorry for the log wait 😭 life has been kicking my ass but we're not here to hear me complain, we're here for the tea

- so, it's a couple months after you joined the bakusquad and their relationship. and let me tell you, it has been nothing but amazing. 😩 your days are never quiet and they're always filled with some sort of excitement and love.

- you kaminari and mina often get into trouble for leaving the dorms late at night because you want snacks and there's nothing in the kitchens. you become kirishima's pillow, don't matter about your size or whatever, you are his pillow and you better not argue 🔫 sero always puts on some type of bachata or reggaeton or some spanish song and dances with you in his dorms. and bakugo is your go to person to cook with and just generally annoy or prank since it's so easy to get a reaction out of him.

- and you couldn't have asked for a better relationship. you all are so communicative and talk about your feelings often and how you're doing. every saturday or sunday, you all go to a dorm (usually it's bakugo's cause it's the cleanest) and have a huge cuddle pile and talk about your mental states, how you're doing, what you have problems with, etc etc.

- like damn ok i see you with the mentally and emotionally stable relationship 🤪🤪

- it's so refreshing too because sometimes you'll have a tough week and you jsut need to let it all out, and you can in the comfort of bakugo's dorm and you know none of them will judge you because they're all so open about their love for you (and vise versa)

- anyways, yeah y'all got the best relationship

- you never thought about anyone else in a romantic sense because the squad took up nearly all of the space in your heart. but when you teacher announced one day the general studies kids would be coming in to have a joint project to create gadgets for the hero course students, you had no idea your life would suddenly be turned upsidedown.

- you were paired with a guy named shinsou. he looked friendly enough and returned the wave you sent him with a little surprise as he made his way to the open seat next to you. he seemed surprised when you started a small conversation but he talked to you in a quiet soothing voice. he seemed nice enough and you figured the project would be a breeze since he seemed so nice and offered to meet up over the weekend to start up some ideas for the project.

- you agreed and the two of you met up that lunch period in the library to pre-draft some ideas and get to know each other more.

"i'm surprised you don't mind being seen with me."

his sudden comment took you by surprise as you looked up from your paper with messily drawn gadgets and chicken scratch writing to look up at him, "what do you mean?"

it was true you had never seen him before or even heard of him, but his hesitance to talk to you and open up to you made you feel as though you should.

shinsou rubbed the back of his neck and looked away shyly, "so you really haven't heard anything about me, have you?"

he looked almost guilty to bring it up, his gaze falling to the table in front of him as be played with a strand of his hair.

you shook your head. you never really payed attention to gossip around school, your head always too high up in the clouds to care about rumors and gossip (bakugo often scolded you for being such an airhead and ignorant to your surroundings, but you knew he was just worried about something happening to you). plus, to you, gossip was nearly never right and more often made up and fictitious.

shinsou refused to look up at you, "well. . .i'm known throughout the school as a. . ." he looked hesitant to continue but before you could reassure him he didn't have to talk about it if he didn't want to, he continued, "well, a villain."

he prised his lips as if the words left a bitter taste in his mouth, and all you could do was tilt your head. shinsou didn't seem like a bad person - or a 'villain' as he had said. on the way to the library he held open doors for you and helped you carry some of your books to your locker and even bought you a drink you wanted buy but were a bit short of change on.

"do you think you are?"

"what?" shinsou looked at you for the first time since he brought up the topic.

"do you think you're a villain?" he shuffled slightly in his seat and looked away again from your intense stare. he felt like you were looking straight into his soul from how strongly you were looking into his eyes, he wasn't sure if you had even blinked in the last minute.

shinsou thought back to all the times he's been called a villain or a criminal. it was always unwarranted, a passing comment that seemed like no big deal to others but shattered his heart into smaller and smaller pieces. but never once had he ever thought he was a villain - a monster.

if anything, he used those comments as encouragement to become a hero, to be better than those who always thought he would turn to a life of crime. so, "no... i don't think i'm a villain."

"well, that's that."

shinsou could only stare at you, your smile brighter than any star he'd ever seen, so full of hope and encouragement shinsou felt like he could take on the world. he looked away and rubbed the back of his neck, a shy smile pulling at his lips and a weird feeling blossoming in his chest. how curious. . .

- so yeah, a new friendship 🤪 the two of you started to spend a lot of free time together for the project. you would often meet up during lunches or free time between classes to work some more on the project, all the while getting to know each other in depth. you learned many things about shinsou and spilled many of your own secrets, you laughed together over old childhood stories, and played animal crossing on the rooftop during lunch, your project discarded and forgotten beside you.

- your sudden absence didn't go unnoticed by your lovers, and they grew curious to your whereabouts when you would blow them off for the fifth time that week to "work on your project". now, don't get me wrong, they had conplete trust in you and knew you would never cheat, but they were just curious as to what - or who - was taking up so much of your time.

- so, they did the smartest thing, and followed you. after blowing them off for the sixth time, they decided to follow you to your destination. mina and kaminari tried to be inconspicuous and wear disguises, but the fake mustache, black glasses (indoors, might i add) and hat weren't all too discreet as they thought.

- they followed you through every turn and weave you took and hid behind a corner when you stopped at a vending machine to get your favourite drink. but what surprised them the most was you also bought a coffee. bakugo was most surprised you even thought about even touching the can of caffine because he remembered you telling him you would get terrible caffine rushes that would make you dizzy if you drank coffee.

- but, as you finally reached the rooftop and made your way to a hunched over figure in the corner, it all made sense.

- they all saw how effortlessly you and shinsou acted around each other. they could see the soft looks he would send you when you weren't looking and the way his hand would hover over yours for a split second too long before snapping away as if you were made of lava. but surprisingly, they didn't feel any sort of jealousy or anger, it felt like a piece of them had returned they didn't even know was missing. the sort of feeling that walks through the door unexpectedly but it's wholesomely welcomed.

- the "oh, there you are, welcome back" type of feeling. they were happy you had found someone that made you feel comfortable, arguably more comfortable than you had been with them so far because truthfully, while you had felt welcomed and appreciated in the relationship, it still felt like you were an outsider. the five of them had inside jokes before you came and didn't get them when they came up, the five of them had habits special to each other that inadvertently excluded you. and while they never meant to hurt you (god knows that's the last thing they ever wanted to do), they had. but you knew that wasn't their intention so you held no malitious feelings towards them (not that you think you'd ever could).

- but the way you and shinsou so effortlessly opened up to each other, shared intimate details and secrets with each other - it warmed their hearts. so, bakugo grabbed them all by the back of their shirts and dragged them away, mumbling about giving the two of you space. there was a fond look in his eyes as he looked at the two of you he would be teased about later but would deny.

- it was undeniable bakugo held the softest spot for you. he tried as best as he could to include you in their inside jokes and habits but he was. . well . . . bakugo 🧍🏽‍♀️

- words aren't necessarily his strong suit and he could only hope his smaller actions let you know you were as loved and cherished as any of them there. and you knew, you caught on a little after bakugo had a little "secret talk" with the group (that wasn't really secret at all, he grabbed them all by their shirts and dragged them to a secluded spot while you distracted on your phone) and they all started to explain their jokes and include you in their habits.

- anyways, back to you and shinsou. 🤪 he was aware you were in a ployamorous relationship with the bakusquad and he's heard the way you talk about them and the soft airy tone of your voice and the starry look in your eyes; and he didn't want to get in between that. the last thing he ever wanted was to ruin your relationship for his own selfish reasons.

- so for the time being, he would be okay with watching you from afar, the sweetness of your love so close for him to taste; yet too far for him to savour.

- as more and more times passed, the bakusquad began to notice the lingering looks you would give shinsou when you passed him in the halls and how he would always be waiting for you outside of your class with your favourite drink before leaving you to go to lunch while he went off and . . . well, you weren't sure what he did during his free time, but he never brought it up so you never figured to ask.

- when you fell asleep the next time you all had a cuddle session in bakugo's room, they all talked about it. talked about your obvious feelings for each other and the possibility of including shinsou in their relationship. they spent hours talking about it and still talked about it even when the moon vanished over the horizon and the sun rose. and, in not very smart fashion, bakugo was tasked to confronting shinsou about their conclusion.

- which - almost as if there were an author behind all of this - didn't go as well as any of them planned.

it was perfect, really. almost as if the universe had been listening to their conversation and aligned itself perfectly for this very moment.

you woke up that morning with a terrible stomach ache and chose to stay back in your dorm after bakugo made you a bowl of soup and threatened you to take your medicine. his classes ended a little earlier than usual and, sending his lover's a nod, made his way over to your class, where, lo and behold, shinsou was standing near the door, the familiar brand of your favourite drink in one hand and his own cold coffee in the other.

bakugo wasn't sure what he was going to say when he reached shinsou. he opted to just speak from the heart over rehearsing lines with the others like they had wanted, besides, what kind of lover would be be if he couldn't even do this for you? but, what he didn't take into consideration, was his emotional constipation and tsundere attidute.

"hey, eye bags!" bakugo called out.

shinsou nearly jumped out of his skin at bakugo's sudden loud voice. he looked over with the same eyes of indifference he normally had, but bakugo could see the slight far in them. not at his brash attitude (shinsou could never be afriad of bakugo and confronting him before the sports fesitval was a perfect example of that) but the fear of ruining your relationship with the bakusquad.

shinsou nodded at bakugo when he got close enough. bakugo stood in front of him, his hands still shoved into the pockets of his pants, "they're sick."

it was a simple enough statement but shinsou blinked, "what?"

"y/n." bakugo stated and rolled his eyes as if the answer had been written on his forehead (and it basically had, shinsou was just a bit shocked at his appearance), "they're sick and mina's staying back with them in their dorm."

shinsou rubbed the back of his neck, "oh."

there was an awkward silence as the two boys stood in the vacant hallway. bakugo didn't know what to say and shinsou wasn't sure if he should leave or go visit you for their lunch break.

"i'll go drop this off to them-"

"no." bakugo practically growled, "i'll drop it off. go get eat your lunch or i'll make your face an eye bag."

shinsou flushed a bit in embarrassment. he was overstepping, of course he was. for a minute, having you all to himself for nearly a week straight made him forget about the relationship you were in and this was a smack of reality. you weren't his. you were in a relationship with others, other people who could give you nearly double what he could - everything he couldn't.

handing bakugo the drink, shinsou stalked away to the cafeteria, his cheeks still a light shade of pink. bakugo sighed and knew he most likely made things worse, and he came there originally to make things right.

but fate will work itself out. and what will be, will be.

- so... maybe sending bakugo wasn't the best idea ... 🧍🏽‍♀️

- because now, shinsou started avoiding you. when the two for you worked on your projects together, he would remain mostly silent and only input his opinion when he thought of an idea or needed help putting something together. you had no idea why and you honestly felt a little hurt that he ignored you as easily as breathing.

- you brought this up to your lovers on your weekly cuddle session, knowing they would have brought up your downpour attitude either way. what you didn't notice as your face was burried in denki's sweater were the glares they all were throwing at bakugo.

- "yeah, i wonder what happened..." sero smiled, though obviously strained, as he pet your head and told you shinsou was probably just going through something.

- and it was obvious you were hurt that shinsou had suddenly stopped talking to you because honestly it was kind of hard for you to make friends. a lot of people assumed you thought you were higher than everyone else because you were dating five students from the top hero course, but that obviously is far from the truth.

- anyways, a long time goes by and the two of you still haven't rekindled anything and the squad is getting a bit frustrated because hello??? join our cult lover circle ?????

- so the squad comes up with another solution and this time they don't send bakugo to collect shinsou

- they learned their mistake last time.

- anyways

- so sero goes and gets shinsou and tells him you need him for a little last touch of the project since it was near the due date and you wanted to make sure it was perfect. and shinsou agrees to meet up with you and follows sero.

- sero takes him into an empty classroom and it's pitch black. the windows have been covered with tape and all the lights are off. before he could ask what the hell was going on, the door slams shut and the lights suddenly turn on and shinsou's blinded for a moment.

- and he's met with a very interesting sight.

- mina, kaminari, and kirishima are standing in front of him with sunglasses and hats on, their arms are crossed and they have a blank look on their faces (though he can tell kaminari is about to burst into laughter and nearly does but kirishima jabs him in his side.)

- "uhh..."

- "shut up, eye bags." bakugo calls from behind him. he's leaning against the door with his arms crossed and an obviously pissed off look on his face.

- sero is just standing next to him with a 'sorry pal' kind of smile.

- "what is-"

- "what are your intentions with, y/n?" kaminari shouted suddenly as he slammed his hand on a nearby desk.

- "denki- no." mina pushed him back lightly, "that's not what-"

- "did you not listen last night, sparky?" bakugo rolled his eyes and scoffed lightly.

- kaminari shyly scratched his cheek, "i might have fellen asleep-"

- "he did." sero confirmed, "he drooled on me and everything.

- "I do not drool!!"

- "yes you do, it was like a waterfall, 'ki. "

- "no i don't, right kiri?"

- "well.. only a few drops.."

- "WHAT?! and none of you told me?!"

- "well, y/n kind of made us promise not to tell..."

- "SPEAKING OF Y/N," mina interjected into the conversation, her fingers rubbing at her temples as she wondered when she became the rational one, that was bakugo's job, "why don't we stick to the script, boys."

- kirishima slung an arm over her shoulder and pressed a kiss to her cheek, "sorry, princess."

- "right." sero turned to shinsou and crossed his arms, "you have feelings for them don't you?"

- shinsou tensed. his mind was still trying to comprehend the conversation that happened just a few seconds ago and processing the fact that kaminari drools in his sleep. he wasn't sure how to respond.

- of course he had feelings for you, any rational person who came into contact with you would catch feelings. it was part of your natural charm that seemed to effortlessly draw people in and never let them go. in a matter of minutes, you had simultaneously become his best friend and his closest confidant. often at night he cursed himself for catching feelings for you when things were perfect just the way they were.

- but shinsou couldn't help it. you had treated him like a normal person and weren't apprehensive about his quirk. you gave him a taste of normalcy in his world of anxieties and judgement, and he craved more and more the more time he spent with you.

- so dispte wanting to desparately scream 'yes, i do love her' at the top of his lungs, he looked down at the ground, "no. . . i . . i don't."

- "liar."

- bakugo seethed behind him.

- shoving himself off the wall he was leaning on, bakugo walked closer and closer to shinsou as he spoke, "don't lie. we all see the way you look at them, the way your stupid face lights up with a small smile when they're with you or the airy chuckle you give when they do one of those stupid dances when they make food and-"

- "OK OK I GET IT!" shinsou snapped. mina jumped slightly in kirishima's arms and shinsou sent her a small apologetic look, "you know! I'm in love with them! i've been. . ." he trailed off before collapsing into a chair behind him, his head hanging back and staring into the bright flourescent lights hanging from the ceiling.

- "i've been trying to distance myself from them, to make getting over them easier."

- "they've been hurting, y'know."

- shinsou groaned and hid his face in his hands, "i know. you think i don't see the looks they give me when i avoid them in the halls? it hurts knowing i'm the reason they're in pain."

- "so why are you doing it?"

- "because they have you guys," shinsou sighed as it if we're the most obvious thing in the world, "you all could love them a lot more than i ever could alone. plus, they're so happy with you, i couldn't be the reason to disturb that."

- "you gotta be fucking kidding me." bakugo growled and pinched the bridge of his nose.

- kaminari snorted, "i think i just got deja vu."

- "you could say that again," mina sighed, "i'm heading back to the dorms, this is giving me a headache."

- with his arm still slung over her shoulder, kirishima agreed, "yeah, not sure how we didn't see this from the beginning. i'll walk you back, princess."

- shinsou only stared blankly as mina and kirishima left the room with kaminari in tow, complaining about getting some math work done. never in his life did he feel as confused as he did now

- lost. mans was lost..

- someone get him a map and help him please

- they acted as if they hadn't been the ones to literally kidnap him

- only to nonchalantly walk out the door?????

- sero's voice snapped him back to the remaining two people in the room, "you two really are a match made in heaven." sero smiled at him and shinsou felt head rise in his cheeks, whether it be from embarassment or something else, he didn't know.

- "i'll see you two around" and then he left, leaving shinsou alone with bakugo, who had yet to realease the bridge of his nose from his pinch.

- "you're both a pair of dumbasses."

- "i'm offended-"

- "y/n said the same fucking thing when we confronted them."

- shinsou stayed silent.

- "they felt like their presence would ruin the routine we had set a long time ago when we first started our relationship. . . sound familiar?"

- shinsou rubbed the back of his neck and opened his mouth to speak, but bakugo interrupted.

- "shut up, eye bags, i'm not finished."

- "i dIdNt eVEn sAy aNyTHiNg"

- "sure there were some things we had to adjust to include them in our schedule and a whole new bundle of emotions to incorporate into our lives; but the while point of a relationship is to open up slowly and learn to trust the ones you love. and eventually, we all learned to trust them the same way they learned to trust us; but trust isn't something you can learn over night. it's gradual."

- bakugo sighed, how in the hell did he get stuck in this situation again. at the very least no one got injured this time, "what I'm trying to say is, if y/n makes you happy, then we're all willing to let you in our relationship and put our trust in you.

- "will you put your trust in us?"

- how dramatic ˙ ͜ʟ˙

- so

- :) shinsou decides, fuck it. i deserve the good things in life, and he puts his trust in the squad the same way they all put their trust in him.

- and they decided it was a good time to surprise you too and kill two birds with one stone :)

- so you walk in to bakugo's dorm after a long day of school. you were returning from turning in your project with shinsou, and while the teacher had given you many compliments and basically secured your A, you still felt a bit sad knowing it would be the last time you would see shinsou since your schedules didn't collide and you had ended on a . . . confusing note.

- so you were just looking to cuddle with your lovers on a Friday night and wallow away in your sadness.

- when you walked in the group had been piled in their natural spots on bakugo's bed. mina was giggling with kaminari as they scrolled through tiktok, bakugo was reading a book you had reccomend to him a while a go, sero and kirishima were softly play fighting as they laughed and chuckled.

- everything was as it should be

- until you got to where your spot usually was, cradled between bakugo's warm and firm chest and mina's plush thighs and stomach, and it was occupied by someone else.

- everyone stopped what they were doing, as they watched a smile pull at your lips when you recognised the disheveled pruple hair lazily sprawled in your spot. everyone watched with bated breath as they waited for your reaction and small smiles of their own shining through as they watched your interaction.

- you lifted your hand and smacked shinsou's knee that had been raised up slightly as one of his arms lay behind his head and the other fiddled with a bracelet around mina's wrist, and his lips pulled into a lazy smirk of his own as he watched you.

- "get up, fat head, you're in my spot."

- his smirk only grew.

- "do something about it, hero."

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