#starting my first day of not being a student strong i guess

[psuedosugu]

suguru still remembers your first day at jujutsu high.

pt 2

notes: this is entirely self indulgent of my fantasies and also kind of bad so bear w me chat

you were quiet, awfully quiet. you kept your introduction to a mere few words, clearly nervous. you picked your seat to the side away from the 3 other students in your class, despite there being many more to choose from.

truth was, you didn’t truly want to come to jujutsu high. you missed your old school and friends, and you felt out of place in this new environment. between, though, your parents who weren’t exactly pleased with you being a sorcerer, sending you to therapist after therapist, then eventually priest after priest when you started seeing these…things, these creatures lurking in the shadows, eventually giving up on any chance of having a normal child, and the chance of you accidentally harming people with your technique not knowing how to control it, this felt like it would be the best option.

suguru stared at you with interest from his side of the classroom. he had heard that you were extremely strong, especially for someone who had come from a non-sorcerer family. news of new potential students got around fast in the small school, after all. to be honest, he had been expecting someone else, someone more….assertive, he guessed. he gets it though. he wasn’t exactly the most talkative when he first arrived, either.

eventually, you looked over and noticed his staring. you froze for a second. did he need something from you? was he silently judging you? although it should’ve been the least of your worries, the thought made you feel sick to the stomach. his gaze held no malice, however, holding something else. he smiled at you, you softly smiled back, diverting your eyes towards your desk right after. shoko and satoru, having noticed his staring too, eyed each other knowingly.

after class ended, you started to pack up your belongings. “guyssssss….” satoru whined to his two friends, “we should stop at that new boba shop down the street.” “of course you want to go over there. does your sweet tooth ever take a break?” shoko paused, “we should invite the new girl to come with us.” suguru nodded and walked over to you. “hey,” he started, “me, satoru, and shoko are planning on getting some boba, wanna come?” you thought it over for a second. i mean, you barely knew these people, but maybe this was your chance to get to know them better, so you said yes and thats how you find yourself in a boba shop with the 3 of them, giggling at something he said, partially because it was funny, partially because something just felt light and floaty inside of you around him. maybe your new school wouldn’t be that bad.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Inarizaki’s Manager

Miss Manager is Shy and Cute 🥹

Inarizaki x shy and cute! Female manager (she/her pronoun)

Warnings: Atsumu starts off as a butthole but we reform him, fluff

A/N: I wrote a headcanon set earlier with a shy reader and well, now I think I’m a shy reader expect 💅 so here’s one of my favs with a shy manager 😌

Oof- you good, girl?

Seriously this team is like the opposite of shy and calm

I wouldn’t say they are Karasuno level but they get HYPED

Now, many of them had given up the dream of ever having a female manager

They were prepared to brave it alone (namely Kita, Aran, Omimi, Akashi, Suna, Ginjima, etc)

They knew what their problem was…

Well PROBLEMS

Atsumu and Osamu

But it’s fine because they were efficient 💅

Kita did everything and well, Kita did everything

But that all changed when one day our precious Angel, Riseki, met someone new 👀

You see, you were the new girl in school

A curse honestly

Being the new kid is never easy, trying to find friends or fit in with everyone is so hard

And to top it off, you were ridiculously shy and a wallflower

It’s not that you didn’t want to make friends but your shy, cute nature made it difficult

When you first joined Riseki’s class, he thought you were rather cute

You kept to yourself, didn’t bother anyone

You were smart and capable

And most importantly, you had absolutely NO CLUE who the Miya twins were 😌

Riseki had watched you a few times, and you showed a lot of promise

You seemed to be able to ignore all the Miya chat surrounding you

You didn’t seem bothered by the fan girls

And most importantly, when a Miya fight would break out, you’d simply ✨ignore ✨ it

The problem was that Riseki knew you were shy

You’d never speak up in class, you barely talked to anyone

But he also knew this was his opportunity

So what does he do? Well he confides in Kita

“Hey Kita, so I think I might have found us a potential manager?”

Kita 👉🏻😐😑 *not convinced or optimistic whatsoever*

“Is this person a teenage girl?” Kita asks in return

“Yes but-”

Kita 👉🏻 No 🫶🏻🥰

“Here me out tho, she’s a transfer student and I’ve been keeping an eye on her,” Riseki says

Kita 👉🏻🤨 creepy but ight-

“She has shown zero reaction to the Miyas at all! Like none, not even a second glance!” He says

Kita 👉🏻 tell me more…

Riseki goes on to explain more about you and Kita agrees to give you a small trial run

Ok now that Kita is convinced, all Riseki needs to do is ask you

Simple right?

“Hey Yn!” He yells as you freeze

You rn 👉🏻😐😳

Please you are looking around like “is he talking to me? Am I Yn?”

“Hey I was wondering if you had a club yet?” He asked as you just stared 👁️👄👁️

Please Yn, function

Riseki realizes that he probably came in way too strong, so he backs up a bit

“Umm I’m sorry to come at you so strong but I was wondering if you needed a club? The boys volleyball team is looking for a manager and I think you’d be perfect,” he says as your eyes widen even more

Please blink before your eyes dry up

“Ohh umm I don’t think I umm- I’m not sure I’d be good- I don’t play volleyball or know anything really,” you say as you blush heavily

Riseki is DYING at how cute you are 😭

“It’s ok Yn! I can teach you everything and the guys, wellmostoftheguys, are super helpful!” He says as you ponder for a bit

Maybe this is just what you need? You never take chances like this and maybe now is the time to start branching out

“Umm I guess I can try,” you say, a tiny smile lighting up your face as Riseki dies inside 😭

After school, he brings you to practice

The gym is huge and all the guys in it are huge as well

You start to second guess your decision

Maybe you aren’t cut out to be social, yeah maybe you’ll just be shy forever

Suddenly you are forced out of you thoughts when you are approached by four guys

You quickly take refuge behind Riseki and peer out from behind him as the boys all smile at you

“Kita, Aran, Omimi, Akagi- this is Yn! Yn these are our third years!” Riseki says as you blush hard and peek out from behind him

“Umm hello, I’m YN from class 1-4. It’s very n-nice to meet y-you,” you stutter out as the third years practically perish

How the heck are you so freaking cute?? 😭

“It’s nice to meet you YN, I’m Kita, the captain. Thank you so much for coming to meet with us,” Kita says, already impressed that you aren’t making waves or causing any disruptions

“T-thank you for having me,” you say as you stand next to Riseki now, a little more confident

“So Yn, do you know anything about volleyball?” Aran asks as you shake your head

“Not really but I’m a pretty fast learner,” you say as the boys all nod

Suddenly, a rouge ball comes flying out of nowhere as you quickly take cover as Akagi stops it from hitting you

“Are you ok Yn?” Kita asks as you nod

“I’m fine thank you,” you say before being approached by a boy with a yellowish blonde hair color

“Hey girls aren’t allowed in the gym!” He shouts as you reeled back a bit

Who was this extremely rude person?

“Shut up ya idiot! Obviously she’s talking to the captain!” A silver toned man says

“Yeah well I don’t need to be interrupted by any squealing pigs during my serves so get out of here!” He shouts at you as you quietly back up

“ATSUMU! Knock it off, stop being so rude! This isn’t one of your fan girls, this is Yn and she’s going to be our trial manager!” Kita scolds the yellowish blonde as he scoffs

“This? This is going to be our manager? She’s tiny and looks like she’s afraid of her own shadow! How is she going to ever be a manager for a powerhouse?” Atsumu says as you whince a little

Man he was a jerk 😒

“Damn Sumu, you’re being a jerk! Leave the poor girl alone,” a tall black haired man says

“Suna’s right! She didn’t do anything to you,” Omimi says as Atsumu stares at you

“She’s literally taking up space! Like how is she going to even be helpful?” Atsumu says as you finally lose it

“Excuse me,” you say, a little anger and agitation now clear on your voice

Everyone 👉🏻👀

“Yes, I maybe a little shy and skittish at times but it’s extremely rude of you to judge someone you haven’t even been introduced to,” you say as the men all look at you

Kita is like mentally taking notes

Suna has his phone out and recording 📱

Riseki is like “who is this?”

“My name is Yn and I’m a first year. I might not be the best but I’m smart and I learn quickly. If I interrupted your practice, I apologize but I won’t stand here and be treated with disrespect,” you say as you bow and take your leave

Honestly Queen shit 👑

Oohhhh Kita and Riseki are BIG MAD

Kita doesn’t say anything, he just GLARES at Atsumu

Riseki turns and goes after you but not before giving Atsumu the death glare of a lifetime

Aran, Omimi and Akagi are ready to kill

Suna is still recording 📱

Ginjima has now joined the pack and is wondering what the heck is going on

And Osamu, well Osamu is 👀 👇🏻

“YOU TYRANNICAL PIGGGGG!” He shouts as he kicks Atsumu in the back

But this time, nobody stops him from beating up his brother

The team 👉🏻 😙🎶

Meanwhile-

“YN wait! Please wait- I’m so sorry about Atsumu!” Riseki says apologizing to you

“Riseki, I’m sorry but I can’t-,”

“Please Yn! PLEASE! Please just give us a shot! I promise, we will kick Atsumu off the team if we have to just please be our manager!” Riseki says, on his knees BEGGING

Dang these guys really want a manager 😅

You sign, “I’ll do a trial run if it means that much to you.”

Riseki 👉🏻😐😳🥹 really?!?

You smile and nod a little

Riseki pulls you in for a deep hug 🫂 as you simply blush

And this began your journey as Inarizaki’s sweet manager

I wish I could say it was all smooth sailing but alas, Atsumu is still on the team 🙄

You aren’t sure why but at first, he’s just not nice at all

Like he refuses to take a towel from you, or even drink the water you hand him

He kind of makes you miserable

He knows how shy you are so he often puts you on the spot just to embarrass you

“Hey Yn do you know what that was called?” He says as he slams a serve over

Omimi and Akagi 👉🏻🙄 here we go…

Kita 👉🏻 😐😑 Atsumu-

Osamu 👉🏻 just say the word Yn 🙎‍♂️🤛🏻

Suna 👉🏻👀📱

“Umm a serve ace right?” You shyly respond

“Well would you look at that, she can learn,” Atsumu laughs as he walks away

Everyone is GLARING at Sumu rn

Literally Riseki was not joking when he said they would kick him off the team Yn

Idk if you bruised his ego or what Yn but man’s has it out for you 😅

However, one thing about Atsumu is that you can win the man over

It’s simple really… 🙌🏻 praise 🙌🏻

And you do just that

“Sumu your sets are really off today!” Aran says as Atsumu glares at him

“Yeah dude you literally almost flubbed our quick,” Suna says as Atsumu rolls his eyes and walks away

He sits on the bench, putting a towel over his head as he ponders

He’s not sure what’s wrong with him today but he’s been off all day

You noticed something was off, thinking maybe he was just having a bad day

But then you realized that Atsumu Miya wasn’t use to having bad days

So you decide to extend an olive branch

You walk over the him as he sits on the bench

“YN wait!” Osamu tries to stop you but he can’t

Suna’s eyes widen in fear for your life as Kita gets ready to save you from certain destruction

You calmly sit beside Atsumu as he turns his head and glares at you

You smile a little and place your hand on his gently

The team 👉🏻😳😲

“Everyone has bad days Atsumu. If we didn’t have bad days, we’d never get better. I still think you’re an amazing setter and if you ever need a hug, I’m here for you,” you say as Atsumu’s eyes widen

Atsumu is to stunned to speak

Quick Suna take a picture!

Seriously he was so mean to you and yet, you were still so nice to him

You smile and stand up, walking back to practice when it happens 🫣

Two strong arms grasp you from behind as a warmth radiates around you

You smile a little, grabbing his arms and squeezing

“Thanks Yn,” Atsumu says as he lets go and walks back into the court

The entire team is too stunned to speak

You say nothing as you go back to your job, handling towels, volleyballs and notes

“Did that just happen?” Ginjima asks

“I think so? Is this a dream?” Omimi responds

“Holy crap Atsumu actually has a heart?” Suna says

“OF COURSE I HAVE A HEART YA IDIOT!” Atsumu screams from the court

“Not like anyone could every tell ya grinch!” Osamu responds

“EXCUSE YOU SIR?!? WE ALL HAVE BAD DAYS, IF WE DISNT HOW WOULD WE EVER GET BETTER!” Atsumu responds

“YN literally just told you that ya dummy!” Ginjima says, rolling his eyes 🙄

The guys go back to practice

This time, Atsumu is much more on point

You smile and clap as the boys all kill it in practice

You don’t cheer loud, simply clap and smile 😊

It’s literally giving them life Yn!

Now when it came time for tournaments, you can’t say you weren’t nervous

This was your first time around so many people

You were still pretty shy, even thought you’d become friends with the entire volleyball team

Literally they were so protective of their shy little manager 🥹

“Ok is everyone here?” Kita asks as you nod

You had been walking in back with Suna, making sure all the members stayed together

“Ok let’s go get warmed up!” Kita shouted as the guys all nodded and followed

You were walking when suddenly, your notebook fell and your papers scattered everywhere

“Crap!” You silently said as you kneeled down to pick them up

However what you failed to notice was that the team had continued to walk

You see where I’m going with this 👀

“Hey guys- oh no!” You said as you stood up, realizing there was every color of jersey surrounding you BUT black and white

You 👉🏻😐😳😢

“Ok Yn calm down, the team is somewhere,” you silently muttered to yourself as you wandered around giants

You felt like crying, scared and nervous because there were so many people around

You had to ask someone for help

Suddenly, you bumped into the back of someone

“I’m so sorry!” You said, tears in your eyes as she looked at you

“Oh it’s fine, hey are you ok?” She asked, gorgeous blue eyes watching you

You shook your head, eyes meeting hers

“Hey Kiyoko, I’ve got the bento boxes all sorted!” A blonde girl said, walking up to you

“What team do you work with?” The girl named Kiyoko asked

“I-I’m with Inarizaki,” you said as they both smiled

“Come with me and Yachi, we can take you to the gym,” Kiyoko said as Yachi stood beside you

“Thank you so much,” you say bashfully to the two pretty girls

Meanwhile…

“Ok Riseki, Ginjima can you help YN fill up the water bottles please?” Kita asks as they nod and look over to you

Only you’re not there 😅

They start looking all over for their precious bby

Please Ginjima even looks under his shoes incase he stepped on you 😭

“Umm Kita,” Riseki interrupts

“Yes,” Kita says looking at him

“YNs not here,” Riseki says as everyone stops

“What the hell? Where is she?” Kita says looking around everywhere for you

“Suna weren’t you walking with her?” Aran asks as Suna gulps

“She was with me just a a minute ago!” Suna says, now panicking too

“Oh my god and I was just starting to actually like her and you lost her?!?” Atsumu says as Osamu smacks the back of his head

Then they hear their opponents say something

“Has anyone seen Kiyoko and Yachi?” Their team captain says

“OH MY GOD WE HAVE A MANAGER KIDNAPPER!!!” Riseki yells as two of Karasunos memebers RUN from the gym

“We have to find Yn!” Aran shouts following them with the rest of the team

All that remains in the gym is Kita and Karasuno’s captain, Daichi

“We could just text them,” Daichi says as Kita nods

Back with you, you are enjoying talking with the two Karasuno managers

They both seem a little shy like you but they still manage a strong school

“The gym is just up this way-” Kiyoko says when you hear it

At first, it sounds like a stampede of elephants

Then you realize it’s just like 15 teenage boys racing toward you 😅

“YN OH MY GOD WE FOUND YOU!” Riseki says pulling you into a hug as your boys gather around you

“Are you hurt? Do you need help? Are you hungry?” Aran says panicking as you watch Kiyoko and Yachi fight off their team

You giggle a little, the boys taken a back

“I’m fine guys, I actually just made some friends!” You says smiling at Kiyoko and Yachi

Inarizaki rn 👉🏻😐😳🥹 our baby is growing up!

“Thanks Kiyoko and Yachi! I’ll see you in the gym!” You say, waving to the two girls as they follow you

You look over at Riseki and give him the biggest hug

Riseki rn 👉🏻😳

“Thanks for inviting me to be your team manager! Now let’s go kick some butt!” You say sweetly as the team stops

The team 👉🏻👁️💧👄💧👁️

No need to worry about the match Yn, I’m sure everything will be just fine 😌

[tender-rosiey]

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓 | gojo x f!reader

| pt 10 (fluff ending) |— [SERIES MASTERLIST]

a/n: WOHOOO FLUFF ENDING IS HERE! so technically this series is done, but I am working on angst for my angst lovers >:)) thank you all so much for all your support; this series wouldn’t have gotten anywhere without you guys and you all made it much more fun to write! once again, thank you all so much and I hope you enjoyed the series <333

shoko sends him back home that night, telling him that she needs to be alone so she can take proper care of you and ensure that you’re fully healed.

the moment he steps into his house, he heads to the bathroom. he hurriedly opens the faucet and starts washing his hands, time after time, each time getting more aggressive. he still sees the blood; he feels it.

after what feels like forever, he closes the faucet and rests his forehead on the cold mirror.

the fabric of the blindfold is suffocating to him.

he is torn between taking it off or keeping it on to stop his brain from intensifying what he still sees: your bloodied form.

you were smiling and so relaxed too. he never wants you to pass on with regrets, but what about him? you fade away and what happens to him now?

his fist collides with the mirror, but he couldn’t get himself to care. it could be replaced anytime; his wealth allows that.

you, on the other hand, can’t be replaced, and no amount of money will do. and so he slips into his bed, but sleep does near him for the night.

with the first ray of sunlight, gojo teleports to the infirmary. he sees shoko there, but now, she is merely doing some paperwork.

your figure is no longer covered in blood, but your eyes are closed. she finally looks up at him, “yo.”

“why isn’t she awake?”

she takes a deep breath, “satoru—“

“shoko, why isn’t she awake?”

she knows he is scared, worried, and all of that jumble of suffocating feels. you’re right there but still so far way.

she gets it, “she is okay, but I don’t how long will this state of unconsciousness last. considering the damage she sustained, it will take a while. her body needs rest.”

he is sitting right beside you, hand holding onto your own.

“…what happened?” she asks. She only knew the brief: something happened to yuuji and the moment you shifted your attention to the boy, the curse attacked viciously.

“sukuna did something to yuuji; I am guessing he wanted to take control, but I don’t know why,” satoru says, voice monotone or rather calm, eerily so.

shoko nods and shifts her attention to the door, “yuuji, you come in.”

the boy opens the door slowly, guilt painting his usually bright and smiley face, “is she okay?”

shoko nods with a small smile, “she just needs some rest. don’t worry, y/n is strong,” she says while discreetly patting gojo’s back. he nods at her, but he can’t find the energy to smile, at least not right now.

shoko walks to the door with a silent wave and yuuji follows suit, knowing his teacher would want some time alone with you. he was always empathetic that way.

gojo sighs softly and brings your hand to his lips, pressing soft kisses over your knuckles. he also finally takes his blindfold off; he wants to take you all in.

you’re alive and he can feel your cursed energy, albeit light, but it is still there. you’re alive and it’s enough, for now.

after that, he is able to go back to being all smiles and jokes with no problem. though, his students notice how he looks off to a distance and they know why.

and from then, weeks pass by like a blur. every day goes the same way: exorcise, teach, visit, and repeat. he does not let a day go by without visiting you, sometimes with his students, others with his friends, but mostly alone.

as the days go by, he also finds himself admiring you more and more. somehow, his yearning grows even more and he wants nothing but to hold you close and tell you how he feels, over and over again so you don’t forget.

truthfully, he doesn’t know how will things play out when you wake up, will you ignore him? give him a chance? he is not sure, but he would be damned if he doesn’t do his best to make you like him again.

an today was like any other day, he had just finished the classes and is planning to stay with you till dawn breaks. his hand is holding yours and his thumb slowly rubs your hand.

he sighs, “you know, in the beginning, I did start talking to you because of your technique. it excited me that someone could finally be on par with me to the point of being able to break my infinity,” he chuckles lightly.

he continues, “but as we started spending time together, I saw parts of you that I was blind to. it caught me off guard and next thing I knew, I fell for you. I don’t think I have the right to, especially with how shit I treated you back then.”

“also thinking back about it now, it was so hot of you to beat up the higher-ups,” he laughs, and it’s genuine, “who am I kidding though? I always thought you were attractive, but I just didn’t want to accept nor admit in the beginning. loser behaviour on my part, sorry.”

his hand leaves yours and his knuckles brush your cheek lightly, “so I want to lay it out now: I, the one only gojo satoru, am in love with you, and I don’t think that will change—ever to be honest.”

his chest feels lighter, much lighter. turns out that talking about everything that bothers you and letting it all out does help, who would’ve thought?

he feels something pinch his arm, “HEY! THE HELL?—“

“fucking coward, you were waiting for me to be unconscious to say that?”

satoru gives you no time to say anything else as he latches onto you. he buries his face in your hair and lets out a shaky breath.

he doesn’t cry right now, but he does feel his heart bursting in his chest.

“ow, ow, ow, ow,” you hurriedly say and he quickly softens his hold on you with a small mumble of a ‘sorry’.

he pulls back with a pout, “you were awake all of that time and didn’t even say anything? that is so mean!”

“I gotta make you suffer for everything you made me go through,” you cheekily reply and he whines. you flick his forehead, “you still have things to make up for so don’t think I let you off the hook, completely.”

he laughs it off and grins, “so do you at least feel the same way?”

you smile and shrug, “who knows?”

“hey now, i laid my heart out here—“

panda smashes through the door, “I HEARD Y/N SPEAK!” he gasps when he sees you waving, “Y/N IS AWAKEEEE!”

“Y/N-SENSEI!” you hear nobara and yuuji wail before they tackle you in a hug, knocking their teacher out of their way, “WE MISSED YOU SO MUCH! GOJO-SENSEI IS SUCH A LOSER TO BE AROUND!”

“at least wait until I get out or something,” he grumbles but quickly smiles when he hears you chuckle.

“ooo, down bad,” panda teases and gojo nods, proudly.

maki, toge, and megumi finally enter. maki grins, “welcome back!”

megumi walks towards you, ignoring everyone else and hugging you, “I was…worried you wouldn’t make it.”

you knock on his head lightly, “hey, don’t underestimate me and I missed you too.”

megumi pulls back, cool as ever then looks at his friends who are all still shocked from what they just saw.

gojo just chuckles, “didn’t you guys know that y/n and megumi are pretty close? it makes me jealous sometimes.”

you ruffle megumi’s hair, giggling, “my little boy.”

he sighs, pink coating his cheeks, and looking away.

gojo pulls him back by the scruff—they’re like cats you note. then gojo gets close to you and with a snap teleports you somewhere.

you look around, cherry blossoms and flowers.

you’re in kyoto.

you raise an eyebrow, “really now?”

he is wearing a hat-sized flower on his head, “I have to go all out; plus, I was never one for mundane, things!”

he is quiet for a moment, “I am sorry for everything.”

“it will be okay,” you softly say.

it’s a start so he will take it.

he looks at you intently, a smile plastered on his silly (pretty) face.

you deadpan, “I am not kissing you with that flower thing on your head.”

he pouts, “y/nnnnn!”

“no!”

he pulls you closer and starts tickling you, “always so mean! won’t even give me a chance!”

you squeal with laughter and try to push him away, “let me go!”

he smirks, evil man, “never!”

you both calm down after a moment. you look at him with a smile.

you press a quick peck to his lips and look away, a little embarrassed, “that’s all you’re getting.”

he chuckles and the grin never leaves his face.

“so you did kiss me with the ‘flower thing’ on my head.”

“oh shut up.”

“shut me up yourself,” he smirks and you roll your eyes.

in the end, he was the one who had to wait; if it was up to him, the wait was really worth it.

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Bakugo w/ Quiet!S/O HCs

          Pro Hero!Katsuki Bakugo x [GN]Reader

CONTENT WARNING(S): sfw, fluff, reader has no specified profession, bumped into each other and person B picks up papers for Y person trope, strangers -> friends -> lovers (established relationship).

COUNT: 600 words.

I/B: i wanna show you my challenge LMAOO

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A/N: ahhh i loved doing this rec lol. i couldnt come up with a specific job for reader sjejeje IM SORRY. i keep doing the same ones over and over too. 😭🙏🏽 so it's left undecided. it's not that serious but im mentioning it anyways lol. AND I KID YALL NOT, THINKING ABOUT THAT TIKTOK IS WHAT INSPIRED ME TO WRITE THIS LMAOSNSNMESK. anyways thank you, anon! ☠️

most people would think that you two wouldn't go or be together… but y'all together real bad. like real mf bad.

the one thing about you two is that he can understand you without you having to say anything.

this inclination to understand what you're thinking is what helped you bond.

it started off with him literally being like,

"Watch where you're going, what's wrong with you???"

You gave an apologetic look, one close to tears as his outburst startled you greatly. You were already late for a meeting and now you were being yelled at. On top of that, this awful interaction had just caused you to drop all your papers that were needed for your job.

You mutter an apology and kneel down to pick up the scattered papers. Bakugo lifts his brow as he watches you scramble and sighs a cuss under his breath at how passive you are. He begrudgingly bends down to start helping you pick up your stuff, feeling bad for his upfront behavior. He's much quicker than you probably because he mixed up the papers around, but he stands back and fixes them into a pile, looking down at your gaping expression at his aggressive niceness.

"Get your shit, c'mon."

You nod and frantically collect your stuff as you stand, pointing in the direction you need to go whilst he holds your stuff for you.

you're the type of person who has to get close to talk to people, (cough) ex; weather report (cough).

after Bakugo being intrigued about your—let's be real—odd way of communicating, you two became friends and it was inevitable that you two would start dating.

Bakugo would never admit it but he liked the fact that you so close to him to talk wksksksks like it's such a weak spot for him.

+ prefers to keep you close anyways.

he knows that you're pretty freaking smart since he did some snooping around when you first became friends to know more 'bout you.

+ because y'know…. you're that much of a talker lol. 😭

your answers were usually short and sweet and there were rarely times where your voice would inflict and you could ramble about something you were passionate about.

since you two weren't in the same careers although the same field, you had a lot of well rounded-ness about you.

one of the days when you accompanied him to the gym, he jokingly challenged you to spar with him, even going as far to pick you up and bring you to the mat.

he had given you an onslaught of tickles, one that had you giggling and playfully pushing him away until it was tew much and you shoved him a little tew hard.

Bakugo was so stunned at how hard he had fell back on his own butt. that doesn't normally happen when he's not sparring with a fellow hero.

that day he left you be, but later on he'd tease and test you to see how much you were truly hiding.

of course he wasn't forcing you into situations you didn't want to be in, but he finds it so amusing of how much you can truly exert in strength being the twerp you are.

there's even a few times where he bribes you to lift heavy ass weights just to admire how strong you are lmaoo.

he's genuinely so into you that everything you do keeps him entertained.

never would he have guessed the quiet person he had never glanced at before could be so…. unique.

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Hi. Can you do one with Amber x fem reader x Tara, pls?

Where the three of them are dating for months.

Wes started to bully the r and he told her to stay away from Tara (because we all know that he like her) but once Wes take it too far w the bullying and the r ended up at the hospital w a broken leg.

The only one who knows about the r being at the hospital was Chad (he's the r best friend). The r didn't told anything to her gfs because she was scared of them being mad about not telling them about the bullying from Wes.

Idk something cute like Amber or Tara picking her up and carrying the r around the school or classes while the other one is pushing the wheelchair. But noticing that something was off w the r when Wes returned to their friend's group (like they're all sitting at the lunch table at school and when the reader notices that Wes was coming, she scoots away panicking from Tara)

When Amber and Tara find out the truth they decided to confront Wes.

Idk something cute at the end?

“Pssst nerd.” You faced the front of your class trying your best not to pay her any attention. “Psssssssssst.”

“Miss Freeman is there a problem?” The teacher drawled.

“Actually yes Mr.Lewis my girlfriend isn’t paying any attention to me.” She smirked. The class laughed right as the bell rang making the teacher groan in annoyance.

“Read chapter 7 for the quiz next week. Amber since it’s the end of the class and the school day I will let you off with a warning. Please refrain from disturbing my class for your girlfriend…again.”

The dark haired girl smirked once more before picking up your book bag and planting a kiss on your cheek.

“Hello love.” She whispered softly making you grin.

You glanced to see the teacher not paying attention and gave the girl a soft kiss on the lips.

“Did you really have to interrupt class to say hi?” She shrugged cheesing.

“Don’t know guess you’ll have to find out next class.”

You both laugh heading down the hall to meet up with the rest of the group. Ambers usual scowl coming back on as she glared at anyone looking her way. You both came to a shop at the door groaning as you saw Tara still in her seat next to Wes. Your annoyance towards the teacher for not releasing class yet and Ambers towards the bleach blonde who was leaning too close to Tara.

“Mommy’s boy really needs to take a hint.” You side eye Amber warily knowing her temper can sometimes get the best of her. You grabbed one of her hands running soft circles on the back making the girls tense posture relax. The door was slammed open as students began to run out. Tara stopping in front of you and Amber dimples on display as she smiled at the sight of you.

“Hey babe.” Amber leaned down giving the girl a kiss before she turned towards you brown eyes shining.

“Hi baby.” She stood slightly on her toes kissing you making Wes scowl. Everyone knew of the boys not so secret crush on Tara and his delusion of her someday developing feelings for him. It was actually thanks to him that Tara had given you a chance.

The smaller girl was wary of you at first. She felt you were too quiet at times and slightly intimidating but one day Wes got too close after school when Amber wasn’t around so you’d stepped in getting her away from him just in time. She found herself drawn to your soft nature and asked to hang out after school. It was during some random movie that she gathered the courage to kiss you. Her girlfriend was in the kitchen when she did so and when she’d come back out you’d gotten the opposite of what was expected. With a quiet “Thank God” Amber had pulled you in by the collar of your shirt and kissed you too.

This was 4 months ago and still going strong your relationship was better than those around you and was quite the scandal around school. Your friends hadn’t been as accepting but luckily Amber and Tara’s group welcomed you with open arms all except Wes who had little choice in the matter.

You were brought out of your thoughts by Mindy who’d looped her arms around yours and Ambers necks.

“Movie night at our house you guys in?” You both looked down to Tara. In public it may have seemed you both were in charge but the truth of the matter was that Tara word was law for the three of you. She knew how to calm you both down, always found a solution to any problem and she had you both wrapped around her finger. She nodded slightly making the both of you turn back to Mindy.

“Sounds good.” Mindy nodded running towards her car.

“BRING LIQUOR AND NOTHING CHEAP!” You all laughed as you went to the nearest liquor store.

Three movies endless junk food and a few bottles of cheap wine, you stumbled to the bathroom. Amber was too busy arguing with Mindy to notice you slip away as Tara’s head rested on her shoulder eyes shut as she’d slowly fallen asleep.

You had just finished washing your hands when you went to exit the bathroom a familiar head of hair coming into view.

“Oh sorry Wes-“

“You guys are fucking freaks you know that?” His words were slurred most likely due to the four bottles of beer he’d chugged earlier.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me your relationship is nothing more than some weird experiment. Tara deserves an actual relationship with one person.” You laughed moving past him.

“You’re drunk Wes go home.” He shakes his head scowling as you go back to your girlfriends. He watched as you sat on the couch stroking Tara’s hair as she curls into you ambers arm also around her sometimes placing light kisses on her forehead or cheeks. He felt his anger grow as she’d open her eyes and look to the both of you in adoration.

It was disgusting.

On Monday you had gone to school as normal only Tara had a dentist appointment this time and Amber went to take her. You were heading to your next class when you felt a harsh shove. You stumbled down the steps people moving aside so they wouldn’t fall with you. A harsh snap following making everyone gasp and stare as you cried out in pain. Your eyes were clouded with tears but you knew you’m saw bleach blonde tips in the crowd. A small smirk on the boys lips. It was as you were being loaded on the gurney that he faked a look of concern before leaning in close to whisper.

“Stay away from Tara.” When he’d pulled away the picture perfect look of innocence.

“Feel better Y/n!”

Asshole.

You were on the hospital bed being pumped full of morphine when your best friend Chad came in.

“Holy shit” He ran up to hug you, being mindful of the IV. “Are you ok?”

You stared at him.

“Right dumb question. What happened?”

“Chad..” you took a shuddering breath in. “Wes pushed me. He did this.”

Chad looked doubtful. “Wes?”

You nod. “Last weekend at your place he was talking shit and I didn’t take him serious but he doesn’t like my relationship with Tara.”

Chad still looked skeptical. “I don’t know Y/N Wes is a goodie two shoes I can’t see him pushing you on purpose, plus his mom is the sheriff.”

You clenched your jaw knowing this would get you nowhere. Amber stormed in with Tara trailing behind her.

“What the fuck happened?”

“Are you ok?”

You smiled slightly at the sight of your girlfriends. It fell the minute you caught sight of him with the rest of your friend group. You’d turned your cheek when Tara went to kiss you. Making it seem like you were just in pain. The two fussed over you as the rest of the group stayed to talk for a bit. Mindy was the first to sign the temporary cast as Liv followed suit adding her own “personal touch” (she’d found stickers at the gift shop downstairs)

When you were released the two girls refused to let you leave their sights. Amber more protective than usual and Tara was extremely attentive it both wanted your heart and gave you anxiety. They’d each taken turns pushing you in a wheelchair around their houses. They’d both insisted that crutches would make it more difficult for them to cuddle you. At home Amber would lift you upstairs and get ready for bed the two girls on each side of you. Tara cooked breakfast and tried showing extra affection becoming slightly disheartened each time you seemed to distance yourself from her. Amber had taken notice too when she’d given you affection there was no issue but you now flinch at the slightest touch from Tara. The smaller girl looked to her other girlfriend for guidance but neither knew what to make of it.

It was your first day back at school during lunch that Amber had realized the possible reason for your odd behavior.

You were all at the table eating and laughing when Wes had come to join. You already had been somewhat distant with Tara but you seemed to curl into yourself whenever the boy was involved. Your usual witty remarks became less and less, you were becoming even quieter than when they’d first met you.

You scooted slightly away from the brunette and began to pick at your food not speaking unless spoken to directly. Amber got closer to you.

“Babe are you not hungry?” You shrug as Tara overhears.

She places a hand on your thigh gently. You go to move but Amber holds you in place. She watches your eyes shoot to Wes, to Iess observant eyes everything would seem normal but she saw the way Wes’ eyebrows furrowed in anger and the fear in yours.

That night they’d taken you to Tara’s you’d asked if you could sleep alone. Amber and Tara were slightly hurt but respected your space just downstairs if you needed anything.

“It’s not you.” The freckled girl looked to her girlfriend confused. “Y/n still loves you, I think Wes might have something to do with her behavior.”

Tara blanched. Wes? Sweet quiet Wes who does nothing but love his mom and play video games. She thought back to see if he’d had any changes in behavior. He had seemed more confident around her always getting slightly closer than usual whenever Y/N was around and when they were alone he was a lot more open with his flirting. She nodded.

“We need proof.” Amber sighed.

“I have an idea that none of us will like.”

.

Tara was home mentally preparing herself as Amber hid in the closet. She had texted Wes to come over as she needed to talk to him.

Not five minutes later the doorbell rang.

“Hey Tara are you ok?” The girl took a deep breath remembering the speech her and Amber had come up with.

“No it’s Y/N I don’t think she loves me anymore.” Wes almost smiled but quickly put his hands on Tara’s shoulders.

“You’re so beautiful and sweet If she can’t see that she doe No sn’t deserve you. Neither does Amber.”

Amber huffed out a breath quietly.

Fucking weasel.

“I just feel like ever since she fell she’s changed. She doesn’t even look at me anymore.”

“I see you Tara I’ve always seen you.” The boy leaned in making Tara push him gently back.

“Wes I’m still in a relationship.” He sighed out angrily.

“Tara can’t you see I’m better for you? Were meant to be together, we have the same classes, the same interests, that’s why I pushed her she was in our way.”

“I’m still with Amber too.”

“Amber is an asshole she can have Y/n and she’ll be fine. You just have to give us a chance Tara.” He went to kiss her again not stopping when she’d lean away.

“Wes Stop!”

Amber had enough she went to grab the boy from Tara before punching him.

You awoke to the noise and began to climb down the stairs carefully and quietly. You’d kept a knife by your bedside as would any sane person who lived in Woodsboro.

“Son of a bitch!” The boy began to fight back tackling Amber into the kitchen. Tara yelled at him to stop once more. He’d thrown Amber against the counter top and back handed Tara who fell to the floor. The was a harsh stabbing sound followed by a gasp.

Tara looked to see you holding a knife in the boys shoulder he’d gone to attack again but Amber had stabbed him in his lower abdomen to slow him down. Pulling out before stabbing him again he’d shoved you harshly making you fall and lose your grip on your weapon. Tara grabbed the fallen knife and got the final blow to his chest as he’d gone to stab Amber.

“Do you see me now Wes?”

His body fell to the floor blood pooling between the three of you. You each scanned the other to make sure you were alright. You grabbed Tara’s face in your hands placing a soft kiss before doing the same to Amber.

Tara placed her forehead against yours one hand gripping Amber as she looked at Wes.

“No one will take you away from me.”

Her dark eyes shot to yours and Tara’s.

“No one.”

I hope you liked it 😅😭

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Mommy's Natasha

Y/N: 6 years old Wanda and Nat: teachers Story: Wanda invites her girlfriend over… ——————————————————

Y/N'S POV I hate school! I always beg mommy to not let me go there, but she always does. I used to like school, but few weeks ago a group of boys from my class started making fun of me after discovering my mama is a teacher there. They even broke my crayons a few times.

I haven't told mommy about it. She has a lot of work and she'd be sad, so I'm keeping it for myself.

"There you are! Let's see what we have for lunch" Johnatan says, taking my bag away and searching through it.

"Give it back! It's mine!" I fight back, trying to get out of the strong hold of the other boys that are holding me. Honestly, I don't know what the entire class finds so funny about it. They always take my lunch and then I'm hungry the entire day. I don't exactly find that funny.

"Hey, hey, hey. What's going on here?" The most strict teacher on our school comes to the class… Miss Romanoff. She teaches older students Russian which is cool, but I already can speak that language… it's really similar to Sokovian.

"Nothing" The boys say, letting go of me. I quickly wipe my tears, knowing that if I didn't they'd do something horrible to me afterwards.

"Nothing?" She asks, raising her eyebrow. "It didn't really seem like nothing to me"

"She started it!" Johnatan points at me.

"Did she?" Miss Romanoff asks, bending a bit down to look into Johnatan's eyes.

"Y-Yes" Johnatan says, he's clearly scared of her. I'd be too if I was on his place, cause she seems to be on my side.

"I don't want to see that ever again. Understand?" She looks at him sternly and he only nods. "Good" She stands up again, turning her attention at me. "Y/N, can you come with me for a moment? And take your bag with you" She gives me a smile.

I have no idea how does she know my name, but I guess she knows my mom? I better take my bag and walk out of the classroom with her.

"Are you okay?" She asks me and I nod my head. "Sit here, sweetheart" She smiles, pointing at a chair in her office, so I do as said. I climb up and wait for her to speak. She sits on another chair opposite me. "Was this the first time they were being mean to you?" She asks and I shake my head no. "Did you tell your mom?" I shake my head again. "Why not?"

"Because I don't want mommy to be sad. She has a lot of work" I tell her honestly, looking down at my knees and trying to push back my tears.

"Детка, your mommy needs to know things like that. She might be a bit sad, but she's going to do everything to protect you" She smiles. "Will you promise me you'll tell her?" I better nod my head. I don't know why she's being kind to me, but it's a bit scary. "Okay. Now tell me what were they doing with your bag?" (baby)

"They took my lunch. It's probably in the trash by now" I answer with a sigh, still looking down.

"Anything else?" She asks and I shake my head no in response.

"Okay. Come on. Let's buy you new lunch then" She smiles and stretches her hand for me to hold. I give her a smile, hold her hand and we walk to our school cafeteria.

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Mama and I just arrived home from school. I haven't told her anything yet since mommy's new girlfriend is coming over for dinner, but I will tell her tomorrow.

Mama gets into cooking and I get into building a fort, so I can play before she comes. All I know about that woman is that her name is Natasha and that she's nice. At least that's what mommy said, so I hope she'll be nice to me.

"Y/N, baby, clean up the fort please! Natasha should be here in 10 minutes!" Mama calls from the kitchen.

"Yes, mama!" I call back.

10 minutes? I can play for a few more and then clean up. Just 5 more minutes…

Doorbell

"Y/N, could you open the door please!" Mama calls. "Coming!" I call back.

That must be Natasha and I haven't cleaned up the fort yet. Mommy will be mad.

"Oh. Hey there" A familiar voice says.

"Miss Romanoff? Are you here to tell mommy? I haven't told her yet, because mommy's girlfriend Natasha is coming over for dinner" I quickly explain.

"No, honey. I'm not here to tell your mommy. But I think you should tell her as soon as possible" She smiles. "I'm here, because your mommy invited me over for dinner"

"You are mommy's Natasha?" I gasp, making her chuckle.

"I guess I'm mommy's Natasha. Yeah" She says with a smile.

She's completely different than at school. It's like someone changed her. But I like this version more.

"Y/N/N, is it Natasha? I hope the fort is gone like I asked you to?!" Mama calls.

"Yeah!" I call, knowing I have to clean it now otherwise she's going to be so angry with me.

"Someone hasn't cleaned up the fort, am I right?" Miss Romanoff says with a smile and raised eyebrows.

"Please don't tell mommy, miss Romanoff. I'll clean it right now" I tell her nicely. I really don't want to be in trouble.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll go to see your mommy and you can clean it up meanwhile" She smiles. "And you can call me Natasha. We're not at school"

"Okay. Thank you, Natasha" I smile. "Mommy is in the kitchen" I quickly do all the cleaning, take a 'thank you' picture I drew for miss Ro-Natasha earlier and head to the kitchen.

"There you are. Where have you been, honey?" Mama asks, lifting me up and sitting me onto her hip.

"Cleaning up a bit more" I whisper, playing with her hair.

"A bit more?" Mama chuckles. "Okay. Let's get into eating" She kisses my forehead and sits me on a chair.

"Wait. Can I speak with Natasha alone please?" I ask as I jump off the chair and take a hold of Natasha's hand.

"Mmmkay?" Mama says, giving me and Natasha a confused look. "I'm gonna check how well you cleaned up" With these words she goes away.

"Up, please?" I smile, lifting my arms for Natasha.

She lifts me up, sitting me onto her hip just like I asked her to. "I drew you a picture" I smile, showing her my drawing.

"Wow. That's really pretty. Thank you, sweetheart" She smiles. "How did I deserve that?"

"I wanted to thank you for buying me lunch and saving me from Johnatan" I thank her, playing with her long curly red hair.

"No problem, детка" She smiles. "If they're mean to you again, you can come to me, okay?" I nod with a smile. "But that doesn't mean you don't have to tell your mommy, okay?" (baby)

"I will tell her tomorrow, I promise" I promise her.

I rest my head on her shoulder. She's not the scary teacher anymore. She's mommy's Natasha.

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getou reacting to you having a mental breakdown/crying

geto reacting to a breakdown

of course, thank you for the request! hope you're ok

warnings: hurt/comfort, angst ig, first time writing in present tense wheww yazan dont fuck it up..., soft!geto, reader is stresseddd about life, crying, established relationship, no prns used, if u see any typos IM SORRY. i proofread but it's late and im tired!

words: 1,026

some days are harder than others. ups and downs are normal (and expected), but knowing that doesn't make difficult times any easier to manage.

you're a strong student, there's no doubt in that. you consistently perform well in all your assessments, sparring sessions, and missions, but sometimes it feels like the better you perform the better you're expected to do.

that day, geto is able to tell something is off. you didn't participate as often as you usually do in class, your typically composed expression seemed strained, you ate your lunch slower than usual, and despite beating him in a fight, you seemed less focused.

"are you okay?" he asks as the two of you walk down the hallway, turning your face gently to look at him.

"yeah, just didn't sleep too well last night," you smile, kissing his cheek and squeezing his hand before quickly heading off to the bathroom.

despite being in a relationship with geto for over a year now, vulnerability is still challenging. not to say you've never confided in him, since there's no one you trust more, but putting thoughts into words never comes easy.

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you don't know how you make it through your last class. just the thought of all your homework, your upcoming mission, the fact that it's only october, if you're really going to be risking your life for a living--you can't wait for the school day to be over.

once the final bell rings, you gather your things and leave the class, not stopping to thank the teacher or say bye to your friends as you normally do.

"what's up with y/n today?" gojo questions.

that confirms geto's suspicions. something is wrong, and he's ready to help.

-

once you reach the dorm, you shut the door and flop down onto the bed with a sigh.

"is it always going to be like this?" you wonder, feeling the stress from the day pressing down on your chest, practically suffocating you.

before you know it, half an hour of staring at the ceiling has gone by before a knock shakes you out of your thoughts.

sliding the door open, you see geto standing there staring right at you with his hands in his pockets.

"hey," he says, breaking the silence.

"what're you doing here? is everything okay?" you question, beckoning him in.

"you've been acting off today. even satoru noticed, which is definitely saying something since he's always in his own bubble," he grumbles the last part, smiling a little.

"what's going on? i need you to talk to me," he continues.

sitting down on the bed, you sigh for what has got to be the thousandth time in the last 12 hours and try to figure out how to formulate your words.

"today was just hard, i guess? i don't really know," you mumble, not even sure of what to say.

"what do you mean?" he asks, encouraging you to open up, sitting down next to you and placing his hand on your leg.

"i just feel like there's a lot of pressure to do well, from my parents and teachers," you respond, not sure if you were talking to him or yourself.

"like, the more missions i come back from successful, or the more projects i do well on, the better i feel like i have to perform. which of course isn't a bad thing--i mean it's probably a good thing, actually," you start, feeling the familiar stinging of your eyes.

"but it's still kind of tiring because i feel like i can't really catch a break. like, once i finish something, there's always something else waiting for me," you stop for a second to sniffle as the tears start to fall, quickly wiping them away.

geto scoots closer and wraps his arm around you, rubbing his hand up and down your arm.

"and i get this is the life of a jujutsu sorcerer and i just have to suck it up and get used to it, but it's hard, you know? i don't know how to get my shit together."

your breaths are coming in quicker now, placing your elbows onto your knees so you can lean into the palms of your hands.

"i'm just tired, suguru. really tired," you choke.

"i feel like i'm going insane. i mean, what if i fuck up my next mission and then that's it?" you ask, letting silence wash over the both of you as you cry into your hands. you shake your head, feeling the embarrassment push through you.

at first, geto doesn't say anything, processing your words, before he pulls you back into his arms, hugging you tightly and letting your tears fall onto his shoulder.

"i get what you mean, y/n. you're not crazy," he whispers into your hair, rubbing your back as you continue to cry hard.

"you keep talking like you're alone," he continues, "but you're not. satoru's here, shoko's here, baby-" he turns your head so that you can look at him, "-i'm here."

"expectations are challenging, and they can definitely feel suffocating. but you're more than a failed mission," he whispers softly, wiping your tears away with his thumb.

"mistakes are inevitable, and yes, failure is always a possibility. it's unrealistic to expect yourself to complete every single mission perfectly, you know. i doubt anyone ever has."

"but what if i disappoint everyone? i don't want to be a failure," you whisper, shaking your head as you look away from geto.

"listen, it still doesn't mean you're weak or incapable. you're the strongest person i know, and your dedication to everything you do just proves that," he smiles, pulling you in so you can rest your head on his shoulder again.

"stronger than you and satoru?" you ask, finally smiling a little as the tears begin to subside.

"way stronger," he responds, kissing your forehead before pulling the two of you down to lay on your bed.

"wait, i have homework, suguru-"

"just for a bit, baby. i know how tired you are, it's okay," he whispered, pulling you in closer and beckoning you to finally close your weary eyes.

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ੈ✩‧₊ Black Rose ੈ✩‧₊

Pairing : Choi Seungcheol x Male reader

Words : 1.3k

Genres : Angst, Revenge au, Yandere au, Idol au

TW: Angst, Main character dying, Yandere,

Music : Guilty by Taemin

A/N : This is the sequel to the fic Red Rose, it is advised to read that before reading this for better relatability. Feedback is much appreciated. Requests and questions are always open!

Making the last adjustments, choosing the music bank schedules, organizing the promotional events—all of which took a toll on Seungcheol as the leader of one of the most well-known bands in the world—and spending the majority of his days in the studio as the comeback was approaching. He had just collapsed onto the couch after his trip to the HYBE building, too tired to move a limb, and was about to fall asleep when the doorbell rang, ruining his precious sleep. He sweared if it was the manager or any of his members despite loving them to death, he would kill them with a pen and not care of the criminal charges faced by him. 

“Mail for Mr. Choi, Apartment 3607.”

He murmured a brief thank you and opened the mail, which was little more than a sheet of paper, thinking as to what he might possibly get at 7 o'clock in the evening.

“Another one of the fan letters, don’t know how they manage to get my address.” He muttered before starting to read the content of letter.

“Dear Seungcheol,

You never know when your heart starts beating for someone else, just like mine started 2 years ago.

Even with those long lashes shielding your ebony eyes, they drew me in. Your shaggy mullet was in need of a haircut, but who was I to say? Those strong muscles ready to tear off the blue shirt you never threw, even though I told you repeatedly to do so. You would always respond that it was your lucky charm because it helped you get with me. Guess you got a home run with me. 

If all you had to do was run, why take a break for me. Your so-called love for your fans, would be all shattered if they get to know of your true escapades. I can already imagine the headlines, ‘Top boy band’s leader being the definition of coward.’ Or maybe it’s just my poetry speaking up. That’s why they say don’t date a poet, you will definitely become one of their muses. After the so called break up, which I must point out you didn’t have the guts to do in person, I felt like death was possible without dying. I did not want to kill myself, rather kill something inside me. I was tired of fighting, I wanted to give up but then I remembered, for once I want to be fought over. So here I am, giving you a chance, fight me for your future, fight me for your career, fight me for your success. Meet me at the place where you first took me for out first date. The time being when Cinderella had to rush back, but here it will be you rushing to save your image. And well if you think this is mere joke, see you tomorrow in the headlines my love.

To the moon and never back ~

Y/N”

Seungcheol just sat there, the paper crumbling in his hands, the shock taking over his body. How could a guy who didn’t think of anything but romance be able to manipulate him into giving up his career. Checking the time which halted at 9pm, Seungcheol not taking this lightly rushed to his car and drove the spot he and Y/N had their first date. A cliff which Seungcheol had founded while filming for going seventeen. The sunset adding the sparkle to the champagne as they clinked their glasses to the eternal future filled with love. How they shared their plans for the future, Y/N merely a first-year English honour student while Seungcheol finding the muse in him for their next album. 

They laughed the evening, 

They smiled the night,

 They fell in love at the sun’s sight.

As soon as Seungcheol reached the spot, he was not shocked to see Y/N waiting for him. He was definitely not used to seeing Y/N being all buffed up. The back his used to hug had definitely become broader, the waist he used to hold, had definitely become smaller, the legs which he would hold had definitely become thicker. 

“Y/N” Seungcheol called out, for him to be greeted by the eyes where once he saw his love. Instead of holding the usual glint, the black orbs now being a sign of darkness.

“You came.” Y/N smirked, very well knowing the answer as to why he came.

“You called.”

“I called or did your dangling future called.”

“It’s not like that-”.

“Honey leave the bullshit. I am not dating you anymore and neither are you. I am here to just get some reward for the information I have dug up.”

“You don’t have to do this.”

“Do what?”

“Stoop so low that you will leak the relationship.”

“Just to correct you, firstly, the relationship we had. Secondly, who am I to stoop low when the other guy has to send his company to break up.”

“I had my reasons.”

“Such as winning a daesang, going on a world tour, releasing 3 hit albums ?”

“Try to understand, I was forced-.”

“Keep your excuses for your next song. Don’t give me the crap.” Y/N said while moving a step towards Seungcheol while the latter took a step backward, wanting to keep his distance if the former tried to pull a trick.

“I have enough words for my next album Y/N. Do not worry about how much money I can through that. How much money do you want instead for keeping your mouth shut.”

“I remembered you liked my mouth open wide, guess people change over time.” Y/N simply winked while taking another step towards Seungcheol.

“Cut the crap-”

“That’s a lot of attitude coming from a person who has a lot to lose.” 

“What do you want? You name it, Money, sponsorship, trips, luxury, just name it.”

“ I wish money could buy what I wanted Seungcheol. Sadly, it’s something only you can give.”

“Tell me, just tell me and I will do it.”

“Such a good lil pup you have become, An apology.”

“What!? Are you kidding me Y/N!? You made me come here just to apologise!? Ok, then here you go. Sorry Y/N for breaking your little heart. Happy?”

Y/N just stared at Seungcheol, taking a step forward each time each time Seungcheol backed.

“Happier than before, thanks to you my love.”

“Don’t call me that, anyways I shall be leaving, had enough of your nonsense in the middle of the night.”

“Of course, leave as you shall please, but only if the twig you are standing on does not break before you move.”

As soon as the words came out of Y/N’s mouth, the snapping of the twig was heard, Seungcheol losing his grip and trying to find something he could grab, before slipping down the cliff only to hang from the edge of the cliff.

Seungcheol looking around with frail eyes, his breathing becoming haggard, his hands holding on for dear life.

“YOU PLANNED THIS DIDN’T YOU!?” Seungcheol gritted through his teeth, trying his best not to move much to avoid losing his grip and falling.

“Nah, that’s just nature playing against you. I have yet to take my apology.” With that Y/N kicked Seugcheol’s hand, which was hanging on the cliff. Seungcheol wanted to scream but could not, he knew the music in his album had finished playing. He could only stare at the guy who was once the love of his life. His life flashing through his eyes, his members, his family, his friends, Y/N.

Y/N just stood there, watching him fall, not feeling an ounce of regret. The months he spent crying and dwelling on that guy finally redeeming as something useful. 

“I can call you anything my love, 

But at your funeral when cries are what I hear,

I shall take pride in bringing you the rose,

The petals flying as the wind blows,

The rose which is dear,

The black rose, capturing the fear. 

[lovesuhng]

see you later - mark lee

pairing: childhood friend!mark x childhood friend! fem reader

genre: fluff; a little bit of angst; childhood friends to lovers

wc: 2.9k

summary: your best friend mark comes to graduation carrying watermelon just to make you laugh and not sad cause he'll continue his studies abroad after graduation, there's no one knows that you fell first but mark fell harder.

warning: mentions of food; just one bad word; kissing

a/n: this work was originally written with mark and kang mina, i posted on wattpad and ao3, but i changed some things. this plot was posted by closestorage on twitter.

graduation day is always a special day. it’s a day where people are happy to be finishing school, other people are sad to be saying goodbye to their friends and teachers and this was your case.

you were sad that mark, your best friend, was going to his homeland, canada, to start his longed-for music university.

you thought that you were being so selfish, because it was your best friend's dream, and instead of being happy that he was making his dream come true, you were sad to know that you would be away from him for a long time, even though you knew there was technology to shorten that distance.

what made it worse is that you are in love with your best friend, but mark didn't know that.

you had decided to confess to him, but nothing happened as you expected.

a few weeks before.

you were pacing back and forth, visibly nervous. 

reason: you decided to finally confess to mark, in addition to saying that you had managed to get into the university you wanted so much. you texted him asking to meet in the school’s garden. mark had responded by saying he had something to say to you too, which made you even more nervous. “does he also have feelings  for me? will he also confess?” those were the questions that went through your head. the boy that you are in love is running towards you with a beautiful smile, it looks like a movie scene.

“sorry, i'm late.”

“no problem. you know i'm already used to your delays.” you said smiling and crossing your arms, pretending that you are angry.

“sorry”. - mark said putting his hand on his neck, showing to be very embarrassed for being late. whenever he was nervous or embarrassed, he did it and you think this is very adorable. “what did you have to tell me?”

“you told me you had something to say too, say it first.” 

“right. i told you ihad taken the exam to enter that university, remember?” you nodded. “yesterday the result of the test came out and guess what? i passed. you are talking to the newest music student.” he said really proud of his achievement.

“WAIT? WHAT? IT’S TRUE? CONGRATULATIONS!” you jumped in mark's arms, giving the hug as strong as you could. you are more than really happy for him.

“thank you! still can't believe i made it and that i’m going back to canada after so long.”

your smile faded. mark had talked about the university, but he hadn't said where it was.

“canada? are you going back to canada?”

“yes. i had already been talking to my parents about it and they agreed that it would be better for me to return to canada to study at one of the best music universities in the world. i couldn't waste this opportunity. and what did you want to tell me?

you thought for a while. he looks so happy, you can’t be egoist and confess to mark knowing that he would go to the other side of the world and ruining that moment that was so special to him.

“i also passed the test and gonna study fashion at seoul university.”

“REALLY ?! i knew you would make it!” mark hugged you again, but you still trying to process everything that was going on. “but it looks like you're not that happy.”

“i am happy, i truly am, you more than anyone knows that this is my dream, but i am still surprised that you will return to canada.” 

you were visibly sad that mark was returning to canada. realizing this, he put his hands on your  shoulders, looked deep into you eyes and said:

“Y/N, don't be like that. we will talk whenever possible. it will be complicated because of the time difference, but we will make it. you can send messages, emails, any kind of thing that i will answer you, but please don't forget about me. promise?”

“promise.”

graduation day.

you were still thinking about that day, but you tried to show mark that were happy with everything that was going on, but he knew you are not well.

the ceremony had already begun, but mark had not yet appeared. you were waiting for him, as this was the only opportunity he had to say goodbye, since he was going to canada as soon as graduation was over.

“Y/L/N Y/N.”

as soon as your name was called to receive the diploma, you took the stage. your family applauded and screamed with excitement.

“Y/N!”

it was then that a real smile appeared on your face. mark ran into the auditorium, shouting your name. what you found most funny was the fact that he was holding a watermelon. you waved to him, who smiled at you.

mark was called right away and you also shouted your friend's name. you were really happy to see him. after the whole ceremony, you ran towards mark, who was once again holding the watermelon.

“mark, please explain two things to me: why were you late? and why do you have a watermelon?”

“i organized some things for the trip last night and ended up sleeping more than i should, also the traffic being terrible. and watermelon ... it's a gift, so you don't forget about me.” you laughed at your friend “see? i knew that when you saw me with the watermelon you would smile”.

mark's parents came over and chatted with you for a while. “i need a photo of the two. mark get closer to y/n.”

mark came over and you took the watermelon from the boy's hands. you laughed while he look at you. he liked it when you were smiling, and he liked it even more when he knew the reason for your smile was him.

“i think this is our goodbye.” you were trying to be strong for him, but you were visibly sad about saying bye to him.

“don’t say that! ‘goodbye’ is such a strong word. it's a ‘see you later’”.

“yeah…”

“don't be like that!” mark pulled you into a hug longer than usual. he was going to miss you so much. when you separated, mark said goodbye and headed for the car.

“mark!” you screamed and for a second thought to say everything you felt, but gave up as soon as he looked at you. “see you later”.

for the first few months, mark and you always talked, sharing their new life experiences as university students. as time went on, conversations became less and less constant. you were very busy with the university and with the part-time jobs. mark too, but he always found himself thinking about his best friend. he often thought about calling you, but because of the time zone, he avoided doing that. but he always saw you on instagram, where you always updated with your new creations of some university projects. i miss you so much, y/n.

you sometimes sent a few emails to your friend, but rarely got an answer. he must be really busy, you thought. you still had the photo with M=mark taken on graduation day. you wondered what would have happened if you had confessed to him. you couldn't stop thinking about him, after all, you considered him your first love, even though he never knew it. so, more than ever, you decided to focus entirely on your studies.

5 years later

ayfter finishing your fashion university, you were hired by a very important company in the market as an intern. you liked you job because every day was a new experience. you didn't know much about how mark was doing, he hadn't updated his social media and you hadn't talked in a long time. you had met other men, went to blind dates that your friends arranged for you, but you always made the excuse that " you were too busy to get into a serious relationship". this was partly true, but you still felt something about you first love.

it was another day of work, you were helping to develop the concept for the new collection of the company.

“y/n” your co-worker and friend called you “here's a man looking for you.”

“for me? are you sure?” “yes. he said had seen your portfolio and wanna talk to you”

“so, could you ask him to come in, please?” “he asked to talk to you at the cafeteria on the first floor.”

“why?” “i don't know, but if i were you i would go. he’s so hot.” 

“can you stop with this? okay. but how am i supposed to know it's him?”

“he said he will be alone at one of the tables. if that helps you, he's wearing a leather jacket.”

“thank you, i'll be right back.”

you left the room and took the elevator to the first floor. you were very nervous. it could be a great opportunity, but it could be some kind of scam. as soon as you arrived at the cafeteria, you looked for the man with the characteristics your friend said and soon found him, but he had his back to you. 

“excuse me, are you looking for me?” the man stood up and turned in your direction. you didn't believe what you were seeing and automatically brought hands up to the front of your mouth. mark was there, in front of you after so long. he had changed and was no longer the skinny boy from high school. he had grown up a little and turned into a man. a very attractive and handsome man, just as your friend had said. mark also realized how his best friend had also turned into a beautiful woman. your hair was shorter, the clothes you were wearing were totally different from the ones you wore the last time they saw each other, making you more mature.

“y/n. are you okay? it's me, mark, but please say something.” you simply threw yourself into his arms, just as you did on the last day you saw him.

“mark, how do you appear out of nowhere?”

“i think it was time to go back” you both two sat down. “here, i ordered your favorite coffee.”

“oh god, you still remember? thank you. when did you arrive?”

“last week, i was organizing my stuff, because i gonna stay here for real this time. and how are you in this fashion world?

“i'm great, doing what a love, still a intern, but i’ll be big one day.” you spoke so enthusiastically that mark couldn't help but smile, you really had grown into an amazing woman. “what about you?”

“i became a producer.”

“for real? i thought you would become a singer…”

“yes, thought this too.” you two laughed “but producing makes me happier. i love to sing and play instruments, but producing makes me much more fulfilled.”

“and i'm very happy to heard this. answer me one thing: why did you grow up so much?” he gave that laugh you've been missing for a long time “the last time i saw you were just a little bit bigger than me and now you’re kind of a … man?”

“i changed a little, puberty hit me. you also grew up and looked even more beautiful than you were before.”

you blushed. mark was your friend, but you weren’t used to receiving much praise, even more so from a man as handsome as he was, who still made you heart flutter. mark's cell phone rang, interrupting your conversation. “excuse me. hey baby!”

you didn't want to pay attention to mark's conversation, but when he said "hey baby", you couldn't help but be a little disappointed, as he would probably be talking to his girlfriend, who should be in korea too. he's such a nice guy, of course he's dating someone, you thought. as much as you tried, you still couldn't help feeling something for mark.

“i’m sorry, i really needed to answer. it was amazing to see you after so many years, but need to go now.”

“oh, ok no problem. we talk later.”

“are you free tomorrow night?”

“i don’t think so. we are finalizing a collection, so we are working late.” you lied. as much as you wanted to spend time with him, he probably wanted to introduce his girlfriend to you. mark knew mina very well, he knew when she was lying, but he preferred not to pressure you in some type of way.

“hm, okay. it was great to see you again, y/n”

you felt so bad for lying to mark, but you thought it was better to have done that. you finally decided to move on. mark will always be just your friend and that’s all, you just have to control your heart that beats so hard when see him. you have to move on. 

as usual, you were the last person to leave the office, organizing some sketches from the next collection, you have to make your head full of work to not think about mark. you hear a knock at the door “y/f/n must have forgotten something”, you thought.

“you can come in, y/f/n”.

“i don't know who this person is, but i'm come in.”

for the second time on that week, you were surprised by mark.

“mark, what are you doing here at this hour?”

“i just wanted to see if you were really working or if you were lying to me.” you were shocked even after so many years, mark still can "read" you very well. you can’t look at him, but you feel when he approaches. - “what’s going on? i thought we were still friends”.

you looked at the man in front of you and, even though might seem pathetic, you decided to speak.

“yesterday, after you talked to your girlfriend on the phone, i thought you wanted to introduce me to her and i didn't want that because i was so fucking jealous”.

mark looked confused, but then he started laughing. you didn't understand what was going on and started to get angry. why is he laughing at your sudden confession?

“but, i don't have a girlfriend!”

“so ... boyfriend?” “no.”

“don’t lie to me, mark! why did you say ‘hey baby’ when you answered your cell phone?”

“i was talking to my friend johnny, we met the university and we are used to talking to each other like that. kinda weird, i know…”

“oh…” you were very ashamed. you believed in a story that was made up in your head and was becoming sad about it. your confused face made mark find you even cuter.

“no, i'm not dating. i like a person very much, but i still haven't had a chance to confess to her.”

“oh, really?” your happiness lasted a few seconds and mark realized that you were very shaken by what he said.

“really. i've liked her for a while. she is the most beautiful woman i have ever seen. she makes me so happy and i don't think she even knows it. with each passing day i become more in love with her.”

what kind of torture was that? you couldn't believe that even you saying that were jealous, mark kept talking about how much he was in love with that woman. “oh great. i am happy and hope you confess to her soon. if you don't mind, i need to finish my work and go home, i'm so tired”. you realize that mark doesn't moved.

“a few years ago i had the opportunity to confess to her, but i couldn't. now i am having one more opportunity and  not wait until later.” mark was approaching, you don’t seemed understand what was happening. “i like you. when i realized that, it was too late.it was painful to walk away from you. think that ignoring you was the solution to my problems, it was the stupidest thing i ever did but you haven't left my mind at any time during those years.you were my motivation to chase my dreams and come back here, because you are my home”.

you were confused and wanted to crying so bad but you were trying to understand what he was saying. “mark, why do you just tell me that now?” “what?”

“i was determined to see you only as a friend and you suddenly say that you like me?”

“so you mean …” 

“i like you too. i was liked. remember the day you told me you were going to canada?” mark nodded. “it was the day that i had decided confess to you.”

“and why didn't you say anything?”

“mark, how was i going to confess knowing that the guy i like would go halfway around the world?”

“but you could …”

“mark, could you stop talking just a little bit? i've been waiting for this for so long.” you were already very close to each other. you took the initiative and put your lips together on mark's. the kiss was calm and you were enjoying every second of it.you broke a kiss with a few pecks.

“it was worth waiting so long.” you said still hugging mark.

“for sure… oh god, i love you so much”

“i love you too, mark lee.”

“since you love me so much, do you accept dinner with me today or are you too busy?”

“maybe i can make that exception today.” you both laughed and kissed one more time.

“pizza?”

“you know me so well, mark.”

[glystenangel]

My Treat

Stoner/ServiceDom!Choso x Afab!Reader Oneshot (College AU)

tags/warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, substance use, oral sex (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), cuddles, premarital hand holding, gratuitous fluff, someone creams their pants not saying who but it’s choso, i reiterate choso's bond with his brothers quite a bit bc i think it's sweet and integral to his character

~4.8k

summary: choso smokes you out and eats you out like the good stoner service dom he is

thanks for reading and enjoy&lt;3

“Done.” Choso shut his laptop, and you let out a cheer.

“Thank god!” You collapsed in your seat, resting your cheek on the cool surface of the library table. You two had been working tirelessly for weeks, and now that your project was submitted you could feel your youth returning and the weekend calling.

Another student madly typing away next to you rolled their eyes, shushing you and you whispered a hushed ‘sorry!’ before sitting back up to cradle your chin in your palm. Choso had started crossing things off of the post-it note stuck onto the top of his laptop, and you discreetly admired the way his hand tensed around the pen and his concentrated gaze. You had been assigned to be each other’s project partners for the latter half of the semester, and even after working together for all that time you weren’t sure if Choso realized in the slightest how big of a crush you had on him. Prior to the project, you had been sitting next to each other since the first day of classes, but he came across as quite reserved and hadn’t seemed open to conversation until you became project partners. It was almost like he preferred not to talk unless he had to. 

Nonetheless, the quiet confidence he carried himself with only made you more curious, and you always stole glances at your classmate. He had strong eyebrows that framed sharp, dark eyes underlined by a black mark across his defined nose bridge. This accentuated his already striking features, and you always imagined running your thumb over it, even now as you stared at his pensive side profile.

Choso also had a very unique style, his six foot tall form often draped in dark colors while sporting heavy boots and his jet black strands pulled into spiky buns at the top of his head. On rare occasions he would wear his hair down and it went past his shoulders, framing his stoic expression in a way that made your breath catch. Besides being obnoxiously attractive, he was always smelling clean and woodsy as well. Like the almost metallic smell of rain on stones and pine trees after a storm. 

“Now we just have the final left.” He said, clicking his pen derisively.

“Ugh, don’t remind me. This professor’s out to kill.”

He nodded in agreement, rubbing at an eye. Choso seemed to don a permanently tired expression on his face due to the firm set of his jaw and the perpetual bags under his eyes. You don’t think he slept much, if at all. 

If one day you hadn’t caught him on the phone while waiting for you in front of the campus library, you would have guessed he never smiled either. But there he was, a small smile like a sliver of sunlight playing across his handsome features as he was shaking his head at the other person on the line.

“One of my little brothers.” He had explained once he had gotten off the phone, opening the door for you and jutting his head inwards, “Ready to head in?”

You gradually began piecing together what Choso was like as you worked on your assignment together, but he was still a mystery to you for the most part. From what you did know he seemed dedicated to his family and had a lot of drive, with pursuing a degree in hematology on top of being in the school’s nationally ranked martial arts team. He also enjoyed drinking strong coffee, always grabbing you a cup if he knew you would be meeting up early in the day, though more sugary or at least less caffeinated than his own.

“How are you going to celebrate us being done with that cursed assignment?” You asked, packing up your things and crumpling up papers that were no longer needed.

“Mmm, not sure. What about you?” 

The paper ball you had aimed at the nearby wastebasket bounced off the rim.

“Damn, missed. Wait Choso, do you smoke?”

“Yeah.” He got out of his seat, picking up the paper ball and tossing it into the trash.

“Really? I thought you had to take drug tests for the martial arts competitions.”

“We don’t have any more competitions until next semester, so it’s okay for now.” He supplied, coming back to tuck in his chair.

“I knew it! We should have a smoke sesh.” You slid your chair back into the table as well and joined Choso as he made his way to the library’s exit.

“Sure, I got some stuff at my place. You wanna come?” He glanced down at you, slowing so you could keep up with his long strides.

Your heartbeat accelerated at the invitation. You usually met up at the library or at your apartment since it was closer than his, and both were usually full of other students or your roommates constantly popping in and out. Now that you thought of it, you had never really hung out with him alone unless slaving over the project was involved. 

You considered your answer for only a second, “I’m down! What’s your address?”

________________

Once you had parked, you found Choso waiting in front of his apartment complex.

“Hey again.” You waved, running to where he stood, “You didn’t have to wait for me, I have your apartment number.”

He turned on his heel once you made it to his side, “Don’t say that. Of course I did. Come on, it’s this way.”

You blushed at his words, following him as he led you up a flight of stairs and towards his apartment door. You could see his broad shoulders and bulky back muscles shifting underneath his shirt as he walked up the stairs, and even though it had been your idea, you suddenly felt yourself becoming nervous at being truly alone with him for the first time.

Once he unlocked the door, you were met with a tidy and surprisingly well-decorated space. Most of his furniture was wooden and he had a decently sized TV in his living room with a glass coffee table nestled at its front. A multitude of photographs were hung up above the couch and stuck to the fridge, and he had a potted plant that vined across the edge of his kitchen countertop. 

“Nice place.” You commented sincerely, taking off your shoes and setting your bag on the small dining table as you walked in.

“Thanks, make yourself at home. I’m gonna grab the stuff.” He disappeared into a room to the left of the living room, and you decided to sit on the couch and wait for him.

It was a dark gray color and the fabric was canvaslike, but there were some fluffy pillows and a blanket that made up for the scratchy material. You settled yourself atop the cushions, looking at the framed photos with interest. Choso was widely smiling in each one, usually off to the side among a group of boys you assumed were his brothers. He would often have his arm wrapped around their shoulders and tugged towards him, or he would stack the youngest ones on his shoulders. If they weren’t formally posed together in a dojo or restaurant, the images were candids of the brothers doing some adventurous activity like white water rafting or eating churros at an amusement park. They all seemed very close, and you touched the corner of one frame where Choso seemed especially ecstatic while lifting one of his little brothers into the air as the younger boy joyfully waved around a silver medal.

“Alright.” Choso had come back, placing some glassware, packets of rolling paper, and pristine jars of kush in front of you.

“Ugh, I’ve so needed this.” You took in the array with excitement.

“Tell me about it.” Choso began unscrewing the lid to his grinder.

“Need any help?” You picked up a jar, reading the label and twisting open the cap to smell the contents.

“You’re good, let me do it.” He insisted, taking the jar from you with care, “You always gave me snacks and stuff when I was over at your place, so I got you. I’ll order takeout once we finish smoking too. My treat.”

You put your hands over your heart and looked at him, not knowing whether to be touched or impressed, “Are you serious?”

He rolled his eyes as he started packing a bowl, pausing to give you one of his rare smiles, “Just sit there, okay?”

________________

A couple of hours later, you were coming down from your high and stuffed with Thai food.

“That was the best mango sticky rice I’ve ever had. I’d go to war for…” You picked up the to go box and squinted, “Happy Elephant Thai. They are my gods now.”

“That’s the weed talking.” Choso placed a hand over the box’s lid, coaxing you to put it back down.

“That’s all me, I love mangoes.” You protested, setting down the box and reclining back into the couch.

You and Choso had elected to put on a movie, only to become so engrossed in conversation that it had long ended. The weed had made you both more open and talkative, and you had taken advantage of the effects to learn more about your crush without feeling your usual twinge of anxiety.

Choso remained calm as he answered your questions about his family, his hobbies, if he believed in aliens, what his favorite foods were, and what his childhood was like.

“I’m the oldest of ten brothers.” He had explained when you inquired about the pictures hung on the walls, “I’ve been taking care of them for as long as I can remember.”

“Is it difficult?”

“In some ways yes, in others no. They’re my entire motivation to be better, you know? Even when I make mistakes, I know that my failures will help them figure out what they want to avoid in their own lives. We learn from each other and live for each other. They’re honestly a part of me as much as I am a part of them. We fight sometimes, but forgiveness is always a given among brothers.”

You had known he was loyal to his family, but hearing how deep their bonds ran made you respect him even more. 

“You’re a good big brother.” You had commended, “Probably the best I’ve ever met.”

“I try.” He had nonchalantly waved off the sentiment, but you caught a glimpse of his nose scrunching with ill contained pride from the compliment as he looked away.

He had then asked you questions about yourself in return, and you felt more comfortable than ever with him. If anything, your crush was growing by the minute. It was like you had always been here, sharing his couch and dessert as you talked about everything and nothing at all. 

“Hey, you’re falling asleep.” He gently shook your knee.

“Am I?” You mumbled, pressing your cheek into the couch and hugging a pillow tighter to your chest.

“Yeah,” Choso yawned and stood up to stretch, “Fuck, I am too. Do you want to go hang out in my room? It’s more comfy.”

“Mhmm, just give me a sec.” You blinked with effort before sluggishly getting to your feet, “Okay, let’s go.”

He let out a small chuckle, “Here, hold my hand. We’re gonna get lost if neither of us can keep our eyes open.”

Choso extended his hand out to you, and you tentatively slid your hand into his. His hand was incredibly warm, and when he wrapped your hand in his it felt perfect, like his hand was meant to fit yours.

“Don’t let go.” He warned, tugging you along.

Adrenaline coursed through you, and you couldn’t ignore the sound of your heart beating rapidly in your ears or the pleasant feeling spreading across your chest as you both stumbled into his room.

His room was clean and matched what you imagined it would look like, a queen-sized bed was pushed to the corner and engulfed in white, fluffy linens. It was cradled in a black painted bed frame that seemed to be part of a set with the nightstand next to it. There was a large window with the blinds drawn behind his headboard and a desk in the other corner covered in textbooks and some martial arts club flyers neatly stacked along the edges. On his nightstand, there was another picture of his family, a brown glass ashtray stamped with a random seaside hotel logo, and his keys. 

Choso guided you to take a seat on the edge of the bed, and then began rearranging the covers and pillows so that you could both scoot yourselves against the headboard. You found yourself sitting closer to the wall on his left, propped up on pillows that carried his fresh scent and your shoulders and knees lightly brushing against his. You weren’t sure if anything could help calm your heart from the close proximity, and you could still feel the warmth of his hand inside your palm. Truthfully, being on his bed was probably the worst place to try and convince yourself that your crush on Choso wasn’t making your chest feel like bursting. Your cheeks tinged with heat at the thought of what he did, or who he did on this bed that you two were just casually sitting on top of.

“Are you still high?” He interrupted your thoughts, taking a lighter out of his nightstand drawer and lighting the joint he had tucked behind his ear.

“I’m more sleepy than high now.” You replied, reaching for the joint.

He gingerly passed it to you, exhaling away from you and his fingertips briefly touching yours.

Nearly translucent tendrils of smoke began curling themselves towards the ceiling as you both took turns smoking, and you began to feel the pull of your high on the back of your eyelids again. 

You gave Choso back the joint, shaking your head when he took a drag and tried giving it back to you.

“I’m feeling good where I’m at right now.”

“Okay.” He perched the joint against the edge of the ashtray, the embers still glowing. 

He let out one last sigh of smoke, and you watched the skin around his jaw tighten as he blew out the vapor, his Adam's apple bobbing in his neck. You swallowed thickly, clenching your thighs together.

“Hey, Choso?” 

“Hm?” He turned to meet your eyes and angled his head back into the pillows, crossing his arms behind his head.

“Can we cuddle?” You surprised yourself with the words and more began tumbling past your lips, “Sorry, I just- Being high makes me kind of-”

“Sure, come here.”

He sank down lower into his pillows, lifting his arms and beckoning you into his embrace. His t-shirt stretched enticingly across his strong chest, and the hem rose to reveal a peek at his densely packed abs and a happy trail that disappeared into his pants.  The sight made you bite your lip before you settled into his arms. Choso pulled you close to rest on top of him, securing an arm around your waist and placing the other between your shoulder blades as you contentedly buried your face into the nape of his neck. He safely tucked you against his frame, your legs tangling together as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Is this okay?” He murmured against your hair, and you felt your heartbeat pick up for what felt like the millionth time that day.

“Mhm, this feels…really good.” You quietly closed your eyes, savoring the warmth and the feeling of being held so intimately.

He started dragging his knuckles up and down your back, and shivers danced up your spine at the attentive motions. You reached up to return the favor, lightly scratching and massaging circles into the back of his neck. He instantly relaxed beneath your touch, the rise and fall of your chests syncing peacefully.

“You know, when I first sat next to you I had no idea we’d end up getting high and cuddling.” You softly laughed, breaking the comfortable silence.

“What do you mean?” Choso lowly chuckled, the reverberations of his voice tickling your ear.

You raised yourself onto your elbows, shyly drawing circles along his collarbone and avoiding his eyes.

“When we first met, I got the feeling that I annoyed you.”

His hands trailed up your body before sliding down to rest on your hips, “That’s funny, I only remember being nervous because I had seen you around and always thought you were pretty.”

You looked up in shock, “Wait what? Why didn’t you ever tell me?”

“What’s understood doesn’t need to be said. It’s pretty obvious everyone thinks you’re beautiful. I didn’t think it would be news to you.” Choso shrugged, as if it was an undeniable fact.

Beautiful? Your heart swelled, and you kicked yourself for never saying anything to him earlier. Still, you hadn’t known what he was thinking.

“It’s news to me coming from you.” You muttered, warming when a grin graced his features.

“That’s my bad then, you’re right.” He seemed to consider his words before continuing, “You are beautiful. I like the way you think about things too. You’re really smart and it’s been fun spending time with you.” 

You bit the inside of your cheek to fight the smile threatening to break across your face, and you continued drawing shapes into his chest to ground yourself.

“Thank you, I feel the same way and…I think you’re beautiful too.” You finally said, peeking at Choso as his visage brightened from the compliment.

“Really?”

“Yeah, especially when your hair’s down. You’re very handsome.” You admitted, reaching over to lightly pull at the ends of one his hair bundles.

“I would put it down now, but I need it out of my face if something happens soon.”

“If what? Why not?” You tilted your head in confusion as he carefully removed his hands from you to relight the joint and take some more hits.

He blew a stream of smoke at the ceiling before placing the lighter back in the drawer and settling a hand into the curve of your waist, “I mean, we’re in my bed, we’re high. You’re looking very cute and I just have a feeling something might happen.”

The insinuation was becoming clearer, but you needed something more direct. Or even better, action. 

“Okay.” You said, intently staring at him as he smoked.

Choso inhaled deeply, studying you through the smoke as his eyes drooped further from his growing high.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

You swept your gaze down to his lips, “What’s understood doesn’t need to be said.”

“That so? Aren’t you clever?” He teased, smiling with the joint poised between his lips.

You dragged your gaze back to meet his through half-lidded eyes, still saying nothing.

Choso’s smile fell at your silence, and he reached his hand back to snuff out the end of the joint into the ashtray before leaning in close to you. He raised a couple of steady fingers to gently trace the idiosyncrasies of your face, delicately outlining the sides of your jaw, the corners of your eyes, and down your nose with loving detail. When he had gone over those areas to his satisfaction, he caressed your cheeks with featherlight touches until your eyes fluttered closed. A slow running of his hands through your hair made your entire body ease into him before he returned them to the sides of your face and pulled you into a breathtaking kiss.

His lips were achingly soft and chills rose from the back of your scalp as he deepened the kiss, your chest and stomach filling with butterflies when he rolled you onto your back and slotted his knee between your legs. Your tongues glided dreamily against each other, and you let out a whimper when he bit your bottom lip and began cascading urgent kisses down your neck.

“Choso.” You breathed, wriggling your hips as your core pulsed against his firmly pressing knee.

“I know,” He gave you another kiss, sighing and looking into your eyes with reverence, “Be patient, and let me know if you want to stop, okay?”

You nodded, and he started undressing you as he trailed kisses into the dips of your collarbone, audible moans escaping both of you as his lips warmed your skin.

He finally tugged your shirt off, unhooking your bra and kneading at the inviting swell of your tits with his hands before enveloping one of your nipples in his mouth and tweaking the other between his fingers. He wetly circled his tongue around, the sensitive peak perking against his tongue and making you whimper.

Choso licked at your supple breasts, roughly sucking choice areas and leaving love bites over your heart as you shakily held onto the back of his neck. He continued kissing downwards, growing more gentle when he reached your navel and the edge of your waistband.

“Can I take these off? Please.” He hooked his fingers into your pants, looking up at you earnestly and breathing hard. You could feel the heat of his needy exhales on your skin.

“Yes.” You quickly answered, and he removed the fabric with impatience.

He crouched down, steadying your hips with his hands as he delivered languid kisses along your inner thighs and pressed his lips and tongue against the dampening spot on your underwear.

Your breathing was increasingly erratic, and when he slid off your panties you shivered at the cool air hitting your leaking entrance.

Choso looked up at you as he delivered a long lick to the tender seams of your pussy, your precum slick against his tongue and a mewl leaving your lips at the sensation. You don’t think there was anything more seductive than seeing his eyes darken at your reaction. 

He gave you another eager lick that left you trembling, his voice coating with desire, “Pretty and sweet? Fuck.”

Choso’s swears became muffled as he delved back into your pussy, hungrily lapping at your folds and his nose brushing against your clit. He easily pulled your thighs apart, relishing the sticky spread of your lips. The veins in his arms rushed with adrenaline as he kept your hips pushed down onto the bed, and you groped at the sheets as he ate. Your whines were lost in the filthy sounds of his tongue fucking into your walls as far as he could reach, gulping down every excited thrust and letting your arousal thickly drip down his chin. 

He broke away to swipe at the mess on his jaw, “God, you taste even better than you look. I don’t know how that’s possible.”

There weren’t any more breaks after that, as if speaking or even breathing was far less important than being able to feel you writhing on his tongue and your thighs squeezing around his head. All you could hear was his insatiable pants against your pussy and your own wails brokenly repeating his name.

Choso moved to dig his fingertips into the plush flesh of your ass, anchoring himself as he indulged in the intoxicating wetness of your pussy. 

You wove your fingers into his hair, pushing him down and crying out when he began severely sucking your clit and making you buck hard into his face. 

“Oh my god, Choso. Eating my pussy so good. Love, love how your tongue feels in my pussy.”

Hearing your enthusiasm seemed to encourage him, and he hummed in response.

You gasped as he started swirling his tongue around the swollen nub, and you felt him slide two fingers inside of you. You pulsed exasperatedly around them, moaning when he began curling the pads of his fingers against your sensitive walls. Every swipe was exhilarating and left goosebumps on your skin. He still couldn’t seem to resist the urge to devour you, running his tongue over his fingers and trying to mash it into any space he could find. You sat up, desperately arching your hips into his fingers and tongue as you yanked at his hair to fuck your spit covered cunt harder. He readily met every pleading motion of your hips, a maddening push and pull that made tears spring into your eyes.

“Need to cum, Choso please.”

He reciprocated your urgency, alternating between sucking your clit and swirling the tip of his tongue around it as he inserted another finger into your needy pussy. You threw your head back at the pleasurable fullness, hips convulsing and your mouth dropping open in a nearly silent scream when Choso’s tongue began vigorously flicking at your clit and his long fingers stroked the insides of your pussy with a precise rhythm, deep and hard. The squish of his fingers and tongue echoing after his stifled groans made your drool dribble down onto your chest. Choso was utterly obsessed with savoring you by the mouthful, and you felt so close to breaking from his relentless endeavors to please you and memorize your flavor.

You could hardly breathe or think, losing yourself in every passionate and slippery surge of Choso’s tongue until you were sure you couldn’t deny him any longer.

“I’m cumming, Choso, I-” You could barely get the words out as pure pleasure overloaded your senses and the creamy cum of your pussy gushed onto Choso’s waiting tongue.

He slowly pulled his fingers out, gathering the remaining cum webbed between his fingers and vigilantly catching any stray drops threatening to trickle down your thighs. 

Choso gave your now dully throbbing pussy one last affectionate kiss before making his way back up to you.

He tenderly swept your hair out of your sweat sheened face, kissing your lips and allowing you to taste the sweetness of your climax. Honey dripped off his tongue, leaving you dazed and weak.

“Did that feel good?” He asked, scanning your face.

Your fucked out and blissful expression made him smile, “Mhmm.”

“Good, just wanted to make sure.” Choso combed his fingers through your hair, “Are you tired now?”

You nodded weakly, “But what about you?”

“I….finished when you did.” He rubbed the back of his neck, almost embarrassed, “You were making all those cute little noises and tasting so good I couldn’t help it.”

Your eyes shifted down to his pants, confirming there was a wet stain over his sizable bulge. The fact that eating you out enthralled him to that point filled you with adoration. You would do anything for him.

“Is it really okay?” You hesitated, your fingertips ghosting over his zipper before he intertwined your hand in his and kissed it reassuringly.

“Yeah, don’t worry about me. I’m happy when you’re happy, we can sleep now if you’re tired.”

Tightness enveloped your chest and you wanted to cry from happiness, “But I like you.”

Choso let out a laugh, “I like you too. We have plenty of time though, and it can’t be helped if you’re tired.”

“Okay...” You acquiesced, and he kissed your forehead.

“Stay here, I’m gonna get you cleaned up and some clothes you can sleep in.”

He got up and upon his return, wiped you down completely with a warm towel and redressed you in a pair of his boxers and a flannel that he had grabbed from his closet. He had also cleaned himself up and changed out of his previous set of clothes, hair now loose around his neck and looking as handsome as ever.

“Hm, you look so much prettier than me in these.” More adoring pecks were bestowed to the crown of your head.

You had never felt so completely cared for.

“You’re so pretty,” You tapped his cheek and then at a spot on his chest, “Here, and here.”

Choso stared at you with his heart in his eyes, “Stop that.”

“You’re the prettiest, Choso.” You reiterated, sending him a coy wink and a soft tap on the nose.

He gathered you in his arms, covering your face in kisses until you were breathless from laughing and he had you pinned beneath him. 

“Enough, or I’m really going to fall for you.”

You peered up at him, “Would that be so bad?”

Choso thoughtfully rubbed his thumb across your cheek, “No.”

You placed a hand over his, your eyes shining as he drank in the sight of you. He seemed mesmerized by every curve and facet of your features, like tearing his vision away from you would be unthinkable. Criminal, even. He let out a defeated sigh, brushing the tip of his nose against yours and looking into your eyes.

“Who am I kidding? I’m fucked aren’t I?”

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End Notes:

Choso’s more introverted I feel, so I was like okay he doesn’t need to talk just eat hgjrfskd he just screams service dom to me i love that man 

Thanks for reading! <3

[lemonandlime22]

Bitey Child!Yuu Choose your own adventure! [Pt1]

Summary: Come along with little Yuu as they celebrate their very first birthday in Twisted Wonderland or ever really

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You woke to the feeling of the warm sun that shown through the window and a strong scent of pancakes that hung in the air. A loud squeaking sound came from the bedroom door, along with small but quick pitter-pattering of paws and before you knew it the small blue fire beast had gotten on the bed and began bouncing so you would finally wake up.

"Yuu!! Yuu!! Comon' wake up already! it's your birthday!" Slowly you sat up, rubbing your eyes, and wondered what your fiery companion was talking about.

"Me and the ghosts made a big breakfast! Well mostly me, but I guess those three helped a bit- OW!" Grim's "Bragging" was cut off by a loud smack in the back of the head, courtesy of Plumpy.

"Grim's right though little Yuu, come come" The big ghost gently grabbed your hand and started leading you with grumbling Grim following shortly behind. Once you three made it to the kitchen you instantly took notice of a massive stack of pancakes, all varying degrees of being cooked. Surrounding the stack were bowls and plates filled with all sorts of toppings and sides, like eggs, bacon, and sausage.

"Ah! Good morning young Yuu, happy birthday!" scrawny wiped around, having taken quick notice of the three new presences in the kitchen.

"Now, tell me what you would like and I'll get that dished up for ya!" "A-any?" Your voice shook with anticipation "Hehe, yep! And as much as you want!" Shorty answered "But we'd suggest not eating too much. You still gotta save some room for lunch and dinner" Plumpy placed a hand on your shoulder and began to guide you closer toward the kitchen island to have a better look. You were drooling at the mere thought of eating as much as you want of whatever you wanted. It took you a minute but you were able eventually decided.

You did try to eat as much as you wanted, but Scrawny eventually had to stop you so you wouldn't throw up. As you sat there at the table trying to settle down from your food rampage, you finally processed what everyone has been saying since the moment you opened your eyes. 'Birthday..? Where have I heard that...' You wondered to yourself for a moment, but quickly remembered Cheka mentioning birthdays to you less than a month or so ago...

It was a very nice spring day, the wildflowers bloomed all around the grass where you and Cheka sat on a blanket having a nice little picnic.

"Hmm, hey Yuu, whatcha' think I should get Unca for his birthday?" Cheka sat down his sandwich and looked up at you with hopeful eyes "I know it's still a couple months away, but I really wanna make him something special" You merely tilted your head to the side curiously and asked, "What's a birthday?".

Cheka was so excited to explain it to you, and when the playdate was over you ended up talking to the ghosts about it. All of which leads you to now, "Wait... but I don't know my birthday?"

"Yeah we know," Grim said with a smirk "so we picked a random day to be your birthday from now on!" you could clearly tell Grim was the one who picked the day from how proud he looked.

"Huh..." Looking down at your lap, you could feel your face grow warm "Well- t-thank you." Before any of them could insist that a thanks wasn't needed there was a loud knock on the door followed by muffled talking. "Ah! Those must be guests!" Plumply said and made his way to the front door with Shorty, but Scrawny decided to go back into the kitchen and pack the leftovers into containers for the next few days.

"Sup kid!" Turing your head you saw Ace and Deuce following the two ghosts back into the kitchen. "How's your going birthday so far" Deuce askedthen patted your head "Really Good! I gotta eat as many pancakes as I wanted!" The two Heartslabyul students paused for a moment as they watched your eyes light up at the mere mention of the beginning of the day, before instantly smiling and laughing.

You, Grim, Ace, and Deuce went to the living room, once you all sat down Deuce shot up. "Oh! We almost forgot, this is for you hun." He exclaimed and placed a light pink envelope with bright red roses on the coffee table. "Oh yeah that, it's from Riddle, something about wanting to get you a present or whatever." Ace said half-heartedly but very obviously trying to hide a smile. As you picked the envelope up to take a closer look there was a loud banging that came from the door.

"I'll get it" You mumbled as you slid off the couch. Once you opened the door right there was Sebek with his fist up about to start banging on the door again.

"Ah! Hello Yuu! This," He quickly pulls a lime green envelope with black and gold detailings from the inside of his jacket and hands it to you with straight stiff arms. “Is for you. Waka-sama wishes for you to come to Diasomnia as soon as possible!” Instead of responding, you motioned him to follow you back inside and walked him to the couch where Ace and Deuce waited. "Hey, Sebek! Whatcha' doin'?" Ace asked when he saw the green haired boy enter the living room.

"I'm just here to drop off this letter to Yuu." Sebek responded and placed it on the coffee table next to the other. It was quiet for a moment before Deuce broke the silence after staring at both envelopes, "OH! So both dorm letters want you to come over to their dorms for a-" Before he could say anything more Ace slapped his hand over the other freshmen's mouth.

"Just pick whichever one you wanna read first kid." Ace reassured. Looking back at the table you wondered what exactly they said. It took a minute, but you decided to pick up the...

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[lowcallyfruity]

Sebepel headcanons 💞

😈 finally posting them after like 5000 months of procrastinating ☝️☝️ ummm they are long because well, I love them.

(about 1k words 😨😨😨)

Headcanons are like in chronological order I guess, from before they were dating to during dating basically 👍

I also changed my writing style/point of view (?) near the end, idk just wanted to give a heads up

Sebek being confused why he thinks of Epel so much. He’s just a human after all. I mean he is really cool and talented but still!! He’s a human. It’s strange to him.

Sebek treasures the squirrel plushie he got from Epels hometown

Sebek occasionally thinking about Epels hometown and wanting go there again.

Sebek getting frustrated and eventually decides to hang out with Epel more.

Sebek calls Epel by his name often instead of human. He calls him human sometimes but not as much as the others. People start noticing this and go “huh. Strange”

Sebek being nice to Epel and Epel being like “huh.”

Sebek hanging out with Epel often and giving him gifts and Epel being confused. Epel being like “this is….weird? I can’t believe SEBEK is doing this? Especially knowing what people say about him??”

Epel getting used to Sebek after a while and gladly accepting his gifts hanging out with him.

Epel eventually thinking its cute and endearing.

Sebek thinking Epel is really cool and strong and thinking he’s a very capable human. So much that he invites Epel to workout/train with him and occasionally to Diasomnia training sessions.

Epel really appreciating what Sebek does for him. Epel getting happy that Sebek invites him to train with him.

Sebek and Epel hanging out/training/studying in Sebeks room.

Epel visiting Diasomnia so much that he knows it’s layout and where stuff is.

Epel getting close Sebek and the Diasomnia gang.

Epel inviting Sebek to the Pomfeiore dorm and Sebek being nervous internally

Sebek becoming more nervous and self conscious about his actions and behaviors.

He doesn’t want to lose his beloved friend.

He doesn’t want him to this he’s annoying.

Sebek eventually getting over his hatred for humans and loving Epel to the fullest extent.

Epel being one of the reasons Sebeks hatred for humans starts chipping away.

Sebek loosening up with Epel and being much softer with him. He feels he can be more vulnerable with Epel.

Same with Epel, he feels like he can really be himself with Sebek.

Epel teasing Sebek a lot and vice versa.

Them sitting in silence doing their own thing <333 (huehuehuehuehue parallel play….)

Sebek hugging Epel tightly, baisically squishing him/crushing his bones

Epel getting used to Sebeks hugs and hugging him back the same

Sebek is so pathetic and such a loser. He tries to impress Epel but he struggles.

Lilia catching onto Sebeks crush on Epel and teasing him about it.

Sebek swears it’s not a crush.

Sebek talking about Malleus to Epel and Epel just listening quietly. :]

Sebek slowly talking about Epel more and more. The students can’t believe it! Sebek talking about someone other than Malleus or Lilia?! That’s insane

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Sebek sends letters to Epel… because Lilia says that’s the old fashioned way to court someone! And it definitely works! So he should try it

The letters are a bit awkward and silly at first but Epel doesn’t mind…eventually they get really sweet,, and Epel thinks it’s cute but he’s still confused why he’s sending letters instead of texting, they have each others number after all.

Sebek starts texting Epel a lot, telling him all about malleus, things he did that day, and showing him things that remind him of Epel.

I like to think Sebek is a bit uncomfortable talking on the phone but Epel helps him get used to it.

Sebek learns how to play guitar for Epel. Lilia said it would be so cute to play him a Song

It’s night time when Sebek confesses, They’re sitting outside of Pomefiore just sitting there and laughing. It starts with “I think I love you” and from there Sebek starts rambling about how much he appreciates Epel. And the whole time Epel is just looking at him like “wow.”

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Sebek talking about his lovely boyfriend who is the coolest guy to ever exist!!! (He might even surpass Malleus. Sebek is very conflicted) boasting about how amazing and strong he is for a human!!! How he’s very talented and skillfull.

Epel taking Sebek to his hometown to visit. Sebek being happy he can go back. He loves Epel’s hometown

Sebek going to Epel’s hometown often that he has now seen it in all of its seasons.

Epel speaking less formally with Sebek and occasionally going full blown with his Dialect.

Sebek wanting to learn more of Epel’s dialect and culture

Epel gladly teaching him

Sebek loves Epel’s accent so much.

Sebek genuinely being so happy and proud to have Epel as his boyfriend.

Sebek holding Epel’s hand tight because he loves him dearly.

When they held hands for the first time Sebek was so nervous he didn’t know what to do. (Internally he was screaming crying throwing up)

Epel wanting to take Sebek on rides on his motorbike

Sebek would definitely accept if Epel asked but he would be so nervous to do it

Epel wanting to do more stuff to show Sebek how much he means to him because Sebek does so much for him.

Epel asking Vil and and Rook for advice on gifts.

Vil not fully understanding why Epel is dating Sebek, but supports it anyway.

Sebek is just happy that Epel is his boyfriend and hangs out him.

Sebek introducing Epel to his family and Epel just being like “wow.” (/pos)

Sebek picks up Epel just so he can kiss him better.

Though sometimes, Epel will pull Sebek down to kiss him.

Sebek only kisses Epel on his cheek or hands because he’s too embarrassed to do it on the mouth.

Epel being awkward and rarely kissing Sebek, and if he does it’s on the cheek. Sebek is okay with it and wants to make sure Epel is comfortable

Sebek kissing Epel often. Sometimes in public. Epel starts finding it cute.

Epel getting more used to being affectionate and doing the same with Sebek!!!

Idk man they just love wholesome kisses and holding each other 😭😭😭😭

They probably had their first kiss on the lips in their junior or senior year. They were too embarrassed to try it before.

Sebek happy stims SO MUCH when he’s with Epel.

Epel loves it SO much because he’s just so glad Sebek feel comfortable enough around him…..

Epel giving Sebek apple carvings is a tradition.

Sebek started to put preserving spells on the apples so they wouldn’t rot

Epel is Sebeks number one supporter frfr 🙏🙏🙏

Epel made Sebek want to do handcrafted things again…. They started doing woodworking together

Epel compliments Sebek a lot and it makes Sebek feel like the specialest guy in the world. He loves it so much. But they also leave him a mess

Epel goes to Sebek for compliments because he thinks they’re cute, and he feels very validated around Sebek

Epel and Sebek are the biggest hypemen for eachother. “If you guys don’t cheer for my boyfriend I’m going to blow this place up” type shit

Sebek gives Epel his jacket often because Epel loves wearing big jackets. He also likes how he looks :3

Sebek will go to Epel’s games and sometimes even practices and cheer for him like crazy. Probably the loudest guy there. (Leona finds it annoying, but whatever)

But a lot of times he will stand and stare in awe of Epel’s skill. He’s so talented.

When Epel is done with a game or practice most of the time Sebek runs up to hug him or grabs him by the shoulders and tells him how amazing he was!!!

Epel will also go and see Sebek in the equestrian club!!! He thinks Sebek looks really cute (and stupid) and is just so endeared by him

Sebek walks Epel to class as often as he can,,, he thinks it’s sooo cool of him

When Epel saw Sebek with his hair down, he freaked out. He looked SO handsome. He couldn’t function for like a week, he would just keep thinking of Sebek.

Sebek was SO embarrassed, he couldn’t believe his boyfriend saw him like that. Epel assured him it was fine.

Epel wants Sebek to keep his hair down more often,,,, Sebek says that maybe one day he’ll do it more.

[the-words-we-sung]

The songs of Young Royals - S1E2 & E3

And I'm back with another song analysis article ^^ You can find the first one (in which I covered the songs from S1E1) here. I'm gonna do 2 episodes in this post because there are not many songs in episodes 2 and 3!

No tomorrow, Ty Frankett, Stephane Lo Jacomo and Myariag Summers

I'll be in my feels They know I'm the truth When I'm pullin' up I'm bulletproof I don't really care 'bout the rules The most cool Wilhelm has ever looked ^^ He was all blushing and stressed during lunch about what almost happened with Simon, but here he's collected, alone but looking like he doesn't care and just plays it cool. He's the Prince so I guess it's true that the "rules" don't really apply to him but is he "bulletproof"? Unfortunately the whole debacle that is gonna happen with the sex video will prove that statement wrong... (We also know that most of the students at Hillerska don't care that much about the rules, and August says it himself: they could "murder someone and nobody would say a word")

ALPHA, Yung Titties

ABC I'm the alpha bitch If you wanna know who runs this shit ABC I'm the alpha bitch When I'm in a car, I'm driving When I'm on a date, I'm buying Yes girls!! They run this shit ^^ I like that they choose this song when we see the 4 girls hanging out together. I do like them (Felice, Stella, Frederika and Madison) (putting Sara on the side because *complicated feelings*) They're far from perfect but compared to most of the guys in the school, they're pretty cool. I love Felice and how smart/nice/strong she is, and I love her friendship with Wilhelm later on. I hope she'll become even more badass in season 3!! And Madison is the best (and one of the few people in this school who is not terrible to Simon). The song stops as soon as August arrives and takes a chair to sit next to Wilhelm: because yeah, he's not an "alpha". I like that Madison and Felice don't take shit from August: when he starts mocking Simon and Sara (after Felice invites them to the movie night), they immediately tell him off. Then we see Vincent and Nils join August and start bothering the girls (throwing gums/candies at them) and they're not impressed: it's a very short scene but it highlights the fact that they're not interested in their stupid behavior. It's also the episode in which we see the difference between the girls and the boys when it comes to their relationships: we learn at the beginning that Madison and Nils hooked up during the party, but also that Nils was bragging about it and giving the experience a 9/10 while Madison admits doing it mostly because she was bored and not being at all into Nils. We also see August pursuing Felice who is not interested at all. Who run the world? Girls!!

Äter upp dig, Maxida Märak

Nu ska vi leka hela världen är våran Huh inga hinder är för svåra Flyger över alla jag är lätt som en fjäder Strike like a pro BDSM läder Good boys gone bad Alla ser rött King Kong gone mad Jag är blöt du är naken Okay so it's a bit hard to do this one because it's in Swedish and I'm definitely not there yet with this language ^^' From what I understand with the translated lyrics, it's quite a "sexy" song (with some violent undertones: being a wolf, being naked, being wet, good boys gone bad, etc.). The first sentences are about playing and how they have the whole world, which is interesting because it's the parents day at Hillerska and we are introduced to a lot of upper class people, people who have a lot of money and power. In this sense, they are the people who can use the world as a playground: they have the means for that. They're rich and powerful, they're above. The lyrics are also about getting angry though, "seeing red, King Kong gone mad": a little nod to Simon and Sara being pebbles that are gonna throw the whole machinery off? During the lunch, Sara is going to mess up Felice's family with the riding issue (and they're the richest family apparently!). Wilhelm is also gonna upset the order by not sitting at August's table but choosing instead the one table with a family that doesn't belong to Hillerska's upper class environment. So I guess yeah, things aren't going to go that well. And to top it off, August is gonna learn that his family is in fact broke! Oh, how the rich and mighty have fallen...

Hillerska Song

Hope and faith wherever we roam As we make our way back home Oh, we meet with open hearts Another one in Swedish but with the English subtitles directly in the show so it makes it easier to understand ^^ Simon and Wilhelm look SO happy and smiling and smitten in this scene 💜 I like the idea of making their "way back home" because they're not there yet, but they're getting there: being a safe space, being home for each other. And yeah in this scene they still have "open hearts", because Erik has not died yet, because the sex tape hasn't been made/released yet, because none of the awful stuff that is going to make them close in on themselves has happened yet. And Wilhelm is so cute and happy (and it's gonna become very rare to see him like that afterward) that this song deserves another picture ^^

The songs of Young Royals - part 1

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Hi! I really love your work🥰 Can I please request a Kate bishop x Fem reader and the reader is from this world but somehow got transported to the mcu and there she meets Kate but refers to her as Hailee accidentally.

KATE BISHOP x READER

HOLY SHIT, YOU’RE HAILEE STEINFELD

A/N: HELLO HELLO, GUESS WHO'S FINALLY BACK! I'm so deeply sorry for disappearing but exams exhausted me!

Anyway, I'm here with one of my favorite requests so far! I had so much fun writing it! I hope you enjoy it as much as I did while working on it.

As always, thank you for reading, liking, commenting and sharing my works, and y'know for being so so patient with me! ❤️

Without further ado, enjoy! ❤️

Sending love! ❤️

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Summary: Y/N got stuck into an universe where Kate is not Hailee playing a character.

Warning: just some heavy make out towards the end.

Word count: 9342 words.

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"Ok, yeah- yes, don’t worry. We’ll see you tomorrow morning in class. Bye." Y/N hung up the call with her friend and sighed out in relief when her back hit the comfort of her mattress and helped relax her tense shoulders after her shift in a cozy bar near her apartment. She realized her dream of moving to New York to study to become an actress, but she was broke just like any college student, so she found a job in a bar as a waitress. It paid well enough to help her with bills but she was desperately searching for a roommate and unfortunately found no one yet. She reluctantly sat up from the bed to change into warmer, much more comfortable clothes to help her warm up from the cold of the winter, plugged her phone on the charger and placed it on the nightstand, before grabbing her laptop and leaning down comfortably on the bed once again. Since it was still pretty early to call it a night, she decided to catch up on the new Hawkeye series, so she grabbed the confronter and tucked herself in before starting the first episode.

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"Fucking finally!" Y/N groaned as soon as she exited the lecture hall of her last class of the day. "I literally tuned out the last 20 minutes of Mr. Brown’s lecture."

"I think I tuned him out as soon as he said ‘good evening’." Y/N’s friend Max quipped, making Y/N laugh heartily at the confession. "Hey, tomorrow night we’re going out right?"

"Yeah, I would really love to join you guys tonight but I have a shift that starts at 6 p.m. and I get off work around 1 a.m." Y/N pouted at her friend as they walked out of the campus.

"I know Y/N/N. Don’t worry. You’ll make up tomorrow night!" Max patted Y/N’s left shoulder with her hand while the other rummaged into her backpack for her car keys. "First round is on you!"

"Deal."

"A-HA! There they were." Max exclaimed when she finally picked up her keys, "are you sure you don’t want a ride home?" The redhead asked Y/N ad she opened the driver’s door.

"Yeah no, I’m fine. It’s a 10 minute walk to my place. I have enough time." Y/N smiled in appreciation at Max, before engulfing her into an hug and started walking into the direction of her place. As she strutted down the busy streets of New York, Y/N hummed a soft tune under her breath before stopping altogether when she felt herself loose balance as she felt her head spin wildly for a few seconds. She leaned her right hand on the nearest wall to regain her balance, shutting her eyes close while her free hand massaged her temple gently. The dizziness vanished a few seconds later making it look like nothing happened. "What the fuck?!" Y/N whispered under her breath as she tried to understand what the hell just happened. "I seriously need to stop drinking too much coffee." Y/N snorted under her breath with a small shake of her head and resumed her walk home, only for it to be stopped once again a few feet later when a body collided with hers hard and the impact made her almost fall down on the ground, but a strong arm prevented her to crash right on her ass on the curb.

"I’m so sorry! We are in a hurry and I wasn’t looking where I was going." A voice that sounded strangely familiar resonated throughout Y/N’s ears and when she opened her eyes she instinctively closed to prepare herself for the inevitable collision with the ground, they widened instantly when they fell on none other than Hailee Steinfeld dressed up as Kate Bishop. "Holy shit, you’re- you’re-."

"Yeah, I know- I had the same reaction when I met him." Hailee joked as she pointed with a small tilt of her head to her left, making Y/N realize that she was too much focused on admiring the breathtaking, ethereal beauty that was Hailee to notice that there was someone else beside her. When she recognized who was the other person, her eyes widened even more as Jeremy Renner waved at her awkwardly with a small smile.

"Holy fucking shit."

"Yeah I know, Hawkeye!"

Y/N forced herself out of her shocked fangirling and composed herself enough to form proper words instead of repeating the same ones like a stupid parrot. "Wow, you guys really stay in character. But, yeah, anyway, it’s nice to meet you!"

The two shared a confused look, their eyebrows knitted together and their lips curled into a bemused pout, but they smiled at Y/N nonetheless when they focused their attention back on her, "same here."

"Oh my god! Are you already shooting for season 2?!" Y/N asked with widened, dreamy eyes, her excitement skyrocketing at the prospect of watching a season 2 of what is quickly becoming one of her favorites tv shows.

"What?" Jeremy asked confused at the same time as Hailee spoke up.

"What? A season 2? I didn’t know we were filmed Clint! Oh I knew I was starting to become famous. I’ll be the favorite Hawkeye in a blink of an eye, you’ll see."

Wait a second Clint? Wow they are really great actors! They didn’t break their characters! "We are not filmed. And please, I will always be the most loved Hawkeye between us." Jeremy scoffed indignantly as he rolled his eyes good-naturedly, causing a small smile to roll over Hailee’s features.

"Well Hailee is very loved as Kate Bishop by all Marvel fans." Y/N shruggered nonchalantly, "but Jeremy we love you too! The show helped everyone get more attached to Clint’s character now that we have a more introspective look into his life."

"I’m sorry who?" Hailee asked like she just asked her to solve the most difficult math question while Jeremy was sporting the brunette’s same bemused expression and their weird behavior was puzzling Y/N to no end.

"You two. Hailee and Jeremy." When the two kept staring at her with the same furrowed expression, Y/N lifted her right eyebrow up in question, "wow you guys really like to stay in character. Hailee Steinfeld, Jeremy Renner? Guys c’mon! You can break your characters now!" Y/N laughed awkwardly trying to lift the spirits up but when Hailee and Jeremy’s lost expressions only deepened, Y/N took a deep, calming breath and shook her head. She was starting to get mad at the two actors’ rude behavior.

"Wait, hold on a second! Hailee and Jeremy as in actors and singers?" Hailee butted in, interrupting the silence as her face lit up like she just had an enlightenment.

"Yes?! Guys is this a prank show where I get pranked by celebrities?"

"Mh no?! Those are celebrities, we are just superheroes." Hailee explained with drawled words like she needed to slow down for Y/N to understand.

"I mean that is the same thing. You guys play Kate and Clint in the MCU, so it makes you guys superheroes and celebrities." Y/N was starting to get annoyed by this stupid prank, hoping cameras will appear soon so this nonsense will be over.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Jeremy asked, looking around in suspicion as he got closer to Y/N, while Y/N stared at him more confused than ever.

"Wait hold on- let me just get this straight- who are we to you?" Hailee asked in an hushed tone, her question making Jeremy turn his head around and stare at the black haired girl like she grew two heads.

"What?" Jeremy asked, not completely understanding where Hailee was going with her line of questions.

"Mh Hailee Steinfeld and Jeremy Renner?" Y/N asked more than stated but the troubled expression on the two actors made Y/N believe that it wasn’t the right answer. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Y/N asked irritated, not really liking the game the two actors were playing with her.

"Oh shit, okay hm- do you need to be somewhere right now?" Hailee asked hurriedly, her eyes moving between her and Jeremy before settling on her watch on her left wrist.

"Can you help me understand?" Jeremy asked, massaging his temple to try to subdue his growing headache.

"We need to hurry. I’ll explain everything on our way to our target’s spot." Hailee explained to Jeremy before focusing her attention back on Y/N, lifting her perfect styled right eyebrow up to urge Y/N on with answering her previous question.

"I’m on my way to work right now."

"Great, you’ll come with us."

"No, it’s too dangerous. And why does she need to come with us?!"

"Oh right, hm- where do you live?"

"A few blocks away but-" Y/N tried to argue with Hailee, still not understanding her unsettling behavior and why she couldn’t show up at work.

"No buts, you can’t go to work and you can’t go to your house. Here, follow us. My place is not too far from here, we’ll go there." Hailee grabbed Y/N’s arm and gently pushed her towards the opposite direction her workplace was, making her furrow her eyebrows in confusion but her feet didn’t stop Hailee and followed her instead.

"Kate can you explain to me what’s going on?"

"I think she is from another universe and she doesn’t know it." Hailee explained, stopping at a red light and staring at Jeremy, watching his face contort into a deep frown.

"What? How do you know it?"

"Because she called us Hailee and Jeremy, but knows in some way we are Kate and Clint."

"Oh shit, how did she get here?"

"Hm- she is right here and listening. What are you two talking about?" The light turned green and the three swimmed through bodies of citizen hurrying on New York’s street, but the two actors completely ignored Y/N’s words, both too absorbed into their minds to acknowledge her before stopping 5 minutes later in front of a building.

"Can you go to the meeting without me? I need to keep an eye on her and try to get a few more informations from her."

"Yeah, yeah. No problem. Call me if you need anything." Jeremy nodded to Y/N’s way before keep walking and disappearing around the corner a few seconds later, meanwhile Hailee opened her building door and lead Y/N up the stairs before leaning her thumb on a fingerprint scanner and unlocking her apartment door, stretching her arm out to let her in first.

"Thank you." Y/N reprimanded herself for the small blush tinting her cheekbones as she walked further into the apartment and took it in slowly.

"Do you want something to drink?" Hailee asked politely as she placed her keys in the bowl beside her door then following Y/N further into her apartment.

"No, I’m fine. Hm- can you explain what is going on?" Y/N fidgeted with her fingers nervously, leaning her butt on the table behind her to find some balance. She watched Hailee let out a loud sigh as she combed her fingers into her black locks.

"Have you ever heard about something called multiverse?"

"Yeah, I watched a lot of movies. There had been a few Marvel movies about this concept too."

"What’s Marvel?" Y/N stared at Hailee flabbergasted at the question, not really believing she was still playing along this prank.

"Ok, I’ve been patient and got along with this nonsense. But it’s starting to become a sick joke. So if this is a prank, let’s just get over this."

"Prank? Okay- let’s just sit. You need to be seated for this." Hailee grabbed Y/N’s bicep gently and walked her towards her couch, sitting beside her and taking her hand off of her before placing it on the girl’s knee. "This is not a joke. We are not filming anything. I’m not who you think I am. Well, I am to some extent, but not completely."

"I’m not following."

"I’m Kate Bishop."

"Yeah, I know. Hailee I must admit you are a great actress, wow you never broke out of your character."

"I’m not Hailee. I’m not playing a character. I’m just Kate." Y/N did a double take at that, now slowly understanding what was happening. Multiverse. Clint. Hawkeye. Kate. Shit. Fuck.

"Wait- what?" Y/N haphazardly grabbed her phone from her pocket and searched ‘Kate Bishop’, her mouth slacking open in shock when the safari page doesn’t show pictures of Kate from the Marvel comics, but Hailee’s Kate, with the description under her name, ‘archer, Hawkeye’. She quickly typed Hailee Steinfeld into the search bar and confirmed what she already knew. She scrolled through Hailee’s filmography and didn’t find Hawkeye in her tv-show section. "Holy fucking shit. How is it possible?"

"Well like I said, it’s about the multiverse. You must have travelled from your universe to ours. Did you pass through a portal or something?"

"Hm no, everything was fine. I went to class this morning and just got out of my last lecture before walking to work like I always do. I felt a bit dizzy a few seconds before bumping into you, but I didn’t think about it too much. It’s probably because I’m still tired from Sunday’s late night shift and classes on Monday and maybe from too much caffeine." Y/N explained as calmly as she could as her mind wrapped around the fact that she found herself into another universe without freaking out too much.

"It must have happened when you felt dizzy. I mean it can’t be a coincidence that you bumped into me a few seconds after feeling dizzy." Kate argued as she caressed her chin in deep thought. "The question is, how do you know me and Clint?"

"Well, i-in my universe- shit it feels so weird to say it." Y/N shook her head before meeting a pair of warm blue eyes staring at her as a comforting hand caressed her knee.

"You’ll get used to it."

"In my universe you are just a character in a comic, the Marvel comics. These comics became famous, so they decided to put them on the big screen and became critically-acclaimed movies and tv-shows. Actors and actresses play a lot of these characters into the MCU - Marvel Cinematic Universe - and Hailee is one of them. She portrays Kate - I mean you. And holy fuck, you’re her. I mean you look like Hailee when she portrays Kate. That’s why I called you Hailee. I though you were with Jeremy - he portrays Clint -, both dressed like Kate and Clint, to shoot season 2 of Hawkeye."

"What? Hailee and I do not look alike." Kate scoffed like Y/N just told her the dumbest thing in the world while Y/N stared at her with wide eyes and an expression that screamed ‘are you kidding me?!’. "Okay maybe Clint does look a bit like Jeremy Renner, but not that much." Kate moved her hand as she passionately countered Y/N’s admission, her words only deepening her incredulous frown.

"Hailee- I mean- Kate. Are you serious right now?! You literally are her but with black hair and blue eyes!" Y/N sighed out when Kate merely stared with an adorable frown and a cute crease right between her eyebrows that Y/N’s hands itched to touch to stretch it out, but continued nonetheless, "anyway- the most important issue here is, how did I get here and how do I go back?"

"Right! Okay first thing first, we need to be sure it was only you that travelled through the multiverse and did not swap places with you from this universe."

"It can happen?!" Y/N asked with a combination of shock and curiosity and Kate merely laughed at her genuine reaction.

"Rule number one of multiverse travel-"

"You don’t know anything." Y/N finished right before Kate could and the gasp that fell out of the black haired girl amused Y/N to no end.

"How did you know?!"

"I watched Doctor Strange in the multiverse of madness. It’s one of my favorites America’s quotes."

"Holy fucking shit, this is more intricate than I thought." Kate massaged her forehead as her brain processed this new puzzling information. "You need to tell me about this MCU and all these movies you watched."

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"Okay, wait hold on- do I look like Jeremy Renner?" Clint asked as soon as Kate finished her recap of all the informations Y/N had told her in the past few hours, repeatedly sitting up and pacing in her living room then sitting back down and twitching her leg up and down anxiously with her body leaning on the table on her outstretched arms and elbows.

"That is the only thing you heard from all this story?!" Kate asked flabbergasted, staring at Clint with amused shock at her idol’s question.

"No, but it was the first question my mind came up with while processing everything you just told me." Clint winked at the distressed blue eyed girl before sitting up and mimicked the black haired girl’s pacing around Kate’s apartment’s living room. "Okay well, it’s getting late. We need to be sure her other self didn’t travel to her universe, then we need to figure out how to send her back home. I promised my kids I would be home to spend some time with them." Clint had a worried and troubled expression on his face, wanting to help Kate with all this mess but also wanting to spend some time with his family.

"Don’t worry, I have everything under control." Kate smiled determined up at Clint, sitting up and patting his shoulder gently, causing a small smile to roll over is lips as he nodded in appreciation.

"Do not burn your apartment when I’m away."

"That was a one time thing!"

"More like several times thing." Clint chuckled when Kate rolled her eyes and punched him hard on his shoulder for bringing up her few failed attempts at cooking.

"Okay, fine, don’t worry. We’ll order something. Now go spend some time with your family. I have everything under control here. I’ll call you if I find something." Kate started pushing Clint out of her apartment, Y/N watching the two with amusement written all over her face but a small, gentle smile etched in her soft, rosy lips. Damn, it really looks like I’m watching Hawkeye live.

"Okay, bye Y/N! It was nice meeting you." Clint waved at her with a small grin, Y/N reciprocating the gesture immediately with what she considered too much enthusiasm. She just met her idols, sue her.

"It was nice meeting you too!" And then Kate closed the door, Y/N hearing a loud clicking sound, meaning the lock slotted into place, as she took Kate’s apartment in thoroughly, completely mindblowed by the fact that it look identical to Kate’s apartment in Hawkeye.

"Sorry, it’s a bit messy." Kate spoke up, referring to her apartment’s lack of tidiness, as she haphazardly picked up arrows and clothes scattered all over the floor and couch, blushing furiously when she collected a purple, lace bra and met a pair of curious eyes before throwing it upstairs, launching it over the stairs’ rail.

"I was just noticing how your place here, looks identical to the tv show’s one." Y/N let her eyes roam a few more seconds around the room before focusing on the black haired girl throwing a bunch of arrows into a quiver hung on a wall with a big target on.

"Oh, cool. There’s something more that looks alike?" Kate, after she finished tidying up a bit her apartment, sat back down beside Y/N with a soft sigh.

"A lot of things yeah, but I’m still mostly shocked about you. Your looks, your personality are just the same as Hailee’s Kate is."

Y/N noticed a curious glint into her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, "what about Clint?"

"Oh yeah, Jeremy’s Clint looks a lot like this Clint. But honestly, even if I’m a big Marvel fan and love everyone endlessly, I love Kate more than Clint."

Kate tried her best to not let the world ‘love’ affect her too much, but the wild flutter in her stomach told her she didn’t a good job, "why?"

"Because I’ve been Hailee’s fan for a while and when I read the news she was going to be a part of the MCU, I was over the moon."

"We have so much to talk about. I want to know everything about this MCU thing. But we need to figure out how take you back into you universe first." Kate patted Y/N’s knee excitedly on her way to stand up and grab her phone on the table, to text America. "I texted America, she is our best option to help you go back home."

"Oh yeah, she can travel across the multiverse."

"Yeah! But unfortunately we need to wait 10 days or so at least because she just replied to me that she is in another universe helping Dr. Strange and Wong with something." Kate looked up from her phone and regarded Y/N with an apologetic expression, before blocking the device and placing it on the coffee table, sitting right beside Y/N again and looked into her Y/E/C irises in apology. "I’m sorry."

"Don’t worry! I mean, I get to spend 10 days in an universe that is like I’m living in a Marvel movie. I will definitely enjoy my time here." Y/N smiled at Kate, trying to convey it was no big deal having to stay a few days here, "I have a question, though."

"Ask away." Kate nodded in encouragement as she turned her body towards Y/N’s one so they could be face to face without craning their necks and laid her arm on the headrest of the couch.

"How did you text America if she is in another universe?" Y/N let curiosity swim through her eyes as she gazed at Kate’s phone on the coffee table before focusing her attention back on the smiling black haired beauty.

"Tony and Bruce created a program into each one of our phones that allow our devices to communicate all over the multiverse." Kate explained using her hands too much for her liking, but the cute grin Y/N was sporting for her clumsy personality eased the archer immediately.

"So you can contact my best friend in my universe?"

"Yeah."

"Oh great! Can you text her and tell her I’m okay and that I visited my family in some European country? We kinda had plans for tomorrow night and I don’t want her to worry about me literally disappearing from our earth."

"Of course I can. Do you remember her number?" Kate stretched over to retrieve her phone and typed Y/N’s best friend into her phone after she nodded gently, before passing her phone to Y/N and let her text her best friend.

"I told her I completely forgot to notice my boss for my ‘trip’ and if she could do that for me, so my job is safe for now." Y/N quipped as she blocked the device and passed it back to Kate, "thank you."

"No problem! Now, about that MCU…"

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The night came by pretty quickly, the two girls lost into their bubble with Kate absorbed completely into Y/N’s explanation of all Marvel movies, tv shows and comics and Y/N talking passionately about her knowledge about everything Marvel related. "Okay so, I see there are a few discrepancies with our universe and the MCU, but a lot of things are pretty much the same."

"Yeah, kind of. But I have a question that is thundering into my mind since the very first episode of Hawkeye."

"I’m all ears." Kate leaned her elbows on her knees and leaned forward to prepare herself to answer Y/N’s question, watching the girl hesitate as she shifted slightly in her seat and wrenched her fingers anxiously.

"You don’t have to answer me, it’s just pure curiosity and I don’t know if I’m crossing a line here and I don’t want that-" Y/N rambled nervously as she tried to find the right words to express her inner turmoil but a soft laugh stopped her altogether.

"Don’t worry, we’re bonding and you’re from another universe. So curiosity is normal." Kate reassured the Y/E/C girl with a small grin and bumped her right first softly with Y/N’s left shoulder.

"Okay so, like I said I noticed a few hints in the show but it was never confirmed and I think it never will because Marvel likes to put a bit of mystery with these things-" Kate stared at Y/N in amusement as the girl rambled once again, making the Y/H/C girl notice it too, so she cleared her throat and asked quickly, like she was just ripping a bandaid off, "boys or girls?" What?! Of all kind of ways you could’ve asked her the question, this is how you ask it?!

Kate bursted out laughing at that, not expecting at all that question but finding hilarious the poor choice of words Y/N used to question her sexuality. "I honestly wasn’t expecting that question."

"I know, I’m sorry if I overstepped a boundary. You don’t have to answer me, it’s okay." Y/N sighed out in complete embarrassment, gripping the edge of her nose as she reprimanded herself for distressing the black haired girl.

"Hey no, you didn’t." Kate was quick to ease Y/N’s worries and concerns, caressing her arm gently, "I just wasn’t expecting your great choice of words." Kate chuckled again as Y/N groaned out discomfort.

"I know! I could’ve asked in a nicer way but my brain decided to forget everything in that moment."

"I know the feeling, it happens to me a lot." Kate chuckled but nodded in understanding, remembering all those times she was nervous on a date or trying to hit on a hot stranger in a club and her brain short-circuited every single time. "But to answer you question-" Kate paused for good measure, before smirking cheekily as she stood upright in pride, "girls."

"I knew it! Your wardrobe scream gay!" Y/N quipped airily, making Kate snicker at her joke loudly with a soft shake of her head.

"That so true. What about you?"

"I think I’ve liked girls since I was little." Y/N answered earnestly and shared another soft laugh with Kate. They talked a little bit more but then they decided to call it a night when both girls started to yawn out of exhaustion.

"Okay, you can take my bed. I’ll give you some pjs you can change into, you can find a spare toothbrush in the bathroom and a new set of towels to freshen up before bed."

"Are you kidding me? I’m not letting you sleep on the couch, it’s your house." Y/N protested with a confused face and her eyebrows creased together, "I’ll sleep on the couch."

"No, it’s out of discussion. You’re my guest. I don’t have a guest room, so you’re taking my bed." As if Lucky was listening to their bickering, he jumped on the couch and laid there comfortably, the two staring at the one-eyed pooch that was looking back at them expectantly, almost as if he wanted to pair them up purposefully. "Lucky no! You can’t take the couch!" Lucky barked at her in response and pointed with his head to Kate’s bedroom before winking at her - Kate knew he fucking winked and didn’t close his only eye naturally -.

"I guess the couch is out of discussion." Y/N quipped to light up the air and basked in the soft laugh leaving Kate’s mouth as she shook her head in fond exasperation at her fluffy, four-legged Cupid.

"I think I have a sleeping back stashed somewhere here." Kate asked pensively as she tried with all herself to not meet Y/N’s eyes, knowing pretty well she will burn from embarrassment at her mind already running wild for thinking of sharing her bed with the cute stranger she met this morning.

"There’s no need. We can share your bed." Kate stood frozen in her spot at Y/N’s suggestion, the archer hoped that the Y/H/C girl wouldn’t offer to share her bed so she wouldn’t combust from too much gay panic but, alas, she was wrong. Sensing the archer’s uncertainty, Y/N continued with a soft joke to help her relax a bit, "I promise I don’t snore."

Kate’s troubled expression erupted in a big grin, a soft laugh leaving her as she imperceptibly shook her head, "are you sure?" Her insecure pout came back a second later, wanting at all costs to be sure Y/N was 100% okay with sharing a bed with her.

"Of course Kate. I know we’ve only met today, but I feel like we’ve known each other for much longer. So yes, I’m sure."

-

Two days later the two girls strolled down the busy streets of New York with Kate enthusiastically telling her about her bickering with Clint and her time training to be an Avenger. "Once I almost peed my pants when I woke up with a giant ant staring at me."

"Oh my god!" Y/N laughed at the scene she just imagined, swaying a bit in her walk and bumping accidentally into Kate, who laughed along side her at the memory, "I would’ve jumped up in fright so high I would have fled the country."

"I almost did, but then Cassie explained to me that Anthon was like her dog and he followed her everywhere."

"Wait hold on, did you say Anthon, ANT-hon?" Y/N asked amused, her grin so bright it could outshine the sun.

"Yep." Kate popped the ‘p’ out as she struggled to contain her giggles at the amazed face Y/N was sporting, "Cassie and Scott love naming their ants with names that starts with ‘ant’."

"Somehow I’m not surprised." Y/N admitted, eliciting a loud, chest-warming giggle from Kate, who rounded her arm around the Y/H/C girl’s shoulders and left it there until they arrived at the coffee shop for their breakfast a few minutes later. Kate reluctantly let go of Y/N’s body in order to open the door for her, but her hand immediately searched Y/N’s warm body by laying a hand on the small of the Y/E/C girl’s back as they took a seat in the left corner of the not so busy cafe. After their waitress took their order, they chit-chatted lightly, talking about everything and nothing, about their lives, their jobs, their dreams and so on. The conversation flowed so easily that both girls were speechless in front at the comfort the two share, making it look from outside like the two had know each other more than a couple of days. "And then I slipped and embarrassed myself in front of like 100 people."

Kate’s laugh draw the attention of a few customers near them, but neither of the two girls cared, too much occupied in their casual talking to notice, "oh shit, that must’ve been embarrassing."

"Are you kidding me? I locked myself away in my room for a week. I couldn’t face all those stupid teenagers after falling and crashing into the bowl full of punch and drenching myself with it."

"Oh, I’m so sorry." Kate’s soft giggles continued for a little while, basking Y/N into feeling like she was being wrapped around a peaceful, warm and comfort blanket that she will never want to leave. After they enjoyed their breakfast, right before they were ready to leave, Kate receives a message that one of the tracksuits she was following for about a week was seen entering a pretty much sketchy warehouse about 10 minutes ago. "Wanna see how superheroing works?" Kate smirked enthusiastically at Y/N, who was sporting a confused expression with her eyebrows furrowed together and a cute pout, but she quickly recovered by nodding her head and smiling brightly at Kate.

"Hell yeah."

-

They started a routine after that day, pretty much spent with them hidden on a roof and staking out all day collecting as much intel as they could, with Y/N guiding Kate through buildings with their intercoms as Kate took out bad guys with her impressive combat and archery skills. The more they spend their time together, the more the tension that lingered between them thickened, but neither of them acted on it to make their friendship more.

On this sunny day, Kate and Y/N decided to have a lazy day off in Kate’s apartment, sprawled on the couch watching movies and cuddling with each other, while Pizza Dog snoozed on the floor beside them. Kate’s phone buzzed, drawing the archer’s attention from the movie, so the black haired girl stretched over the coffee table to grab her device and opened the text America just sent her. "America said that she will be here in 3 days to help you go back home."

Y/N couldn’t explain why she didn’t feel happy to return to her universe but felt a clench around the pit of her stomach at the thought - even though deep down she knew the exact reason and it was called Kate Bishop -. She didn’t want to leave Kate to go back in her universe where she only existed as a fictional character. She knew her feelings for the archer were already deep-rooted from the moment she started watching Hawkeye, but she only associated it with her long crush on Hailee Steinfeld. But that said crush only intensified when she actually got to meet the archer in real life and now that she has the opportunity to go back home to her family and friends, she couldn’t help the sad hole already forming in her chest. "Oh, cool."

"You don’t seem happy." Kate noticed the Y/E/C girl was acting a bit off from the news, so she regarded her with a worried expression while she discarded her phone on the couch and wrapped her arms around the girl harder, angling their heads to help them look into each other’s eyes without straining their necks.

"I’m happy, I promise. I- I’m just- I don’t want to leave you." After a long inner debate, Y/N decided to be honest with the worried archer, her chest filling with warmth at the affection seeping out of the black haired beauty from her strong embrace. "We’ve only met a week ago, but I already feel so connected to you."

"Me too, Y/N. Since we met I felt a pull towards you, a strong force inexplicably pulling me into you. But hey-" Kate lifted her left hand up from Y/N’s shoulder and interlaced it into her soft hair to massage her scalp comfortably and to prevent Y/N from straining her eyes from their intense gaze. "You don’t have to worry. I can visit you every weekend, you can do that too."

"Really?" Y/N’s eyes filled up with hope as soon as she processed Kate’s words, a big, bright smile wrecking her troubled features.

"Yes! America is my best friend, I’m sure she won’t have any problem with teleporting me in your universe and viceversa." Kate reassured Y/N with her million dollar smile, but noticed it didn’t gave her the hoped effect because Y/N still looked a bit concerned.

"I’m just- I don’t want to bother you with traveling across the multiverse to meet me. I mean we’re not talking about traveling in Europe, it’s the freaking multiverse."

"And I don’t care. Not even for a bit. For you? It’s worth it." Kate stopped Y/N’s rambling with her reassuring words, her stomach fluttering when powerful, determined blue met worried, distressed Y/E/C in an intense stare but continued to smile to convey to the girl she truly meant what she just said.

"Don’t look at me like that." Y/N rolled her eyes and the archer pleasantly noticed the faintest blush starting to tint Y/N’s cheekbones and her soft smile shifted into a wry smirk immediately.

"Looking at you like what?" Kate asked with a clearly fake questioning tone and Y/N knew that her innocent expression was far from clueless, but she decided to play along to see if she was reading correctly through the signals Kate was sending her way. She really hoped she interpreted right Kate’s words, soft touches and confident smiles. The Y/H/C girl didn’t know how to react if the girl she had a crush on didn’t feel the same way - running away into another universe seems like a pretty good option in her opinion -.

"Like I’m the most precious thing in the world." Y/N didn’t know where this honesty was coming from, but she really went insane if she didn’t ride this overpowering confident wave.

"Because you are, to me." Kate decided to lay her heart on a silver plate right in this moment, pushing aside all of her worries and her insecurities and just hoping the girl would reciprocate her feelings. Over this past week, the girl sat beside her crashed all her solid, steadfast, thick walls she built up around her heart after too many heartbreaks, sneaked her sweet persona and adorable self into Kate’s veins and inebriated the archer’s senses deliciously. Saying she was falling for her it may be too soon, but who cares about these things? You can’t control how you feel towards a person and Kate wasn’t regretting one bit the feelings she was quickly developing for the girl next to her. "You are an amazing person anyone would be lucky to meet and have in their lives. I’m so glad you got here because I’ve met you and fuck, I’ve never felt so understood by and connected with anyone in my life before. Your awesome self brought so much love and happiness in my life that I almost convinced myself I wasn’t worth of it, but you made me rethink that, you made me-"

Kate’s heartfelt confession was abruptly cut short when Y/N suddenly leaned her body over and crashed their lips together in a languid but powerful kiss. Kate had to take a double take to make sure it wasn’t her mind playing a sick joke on her and wasn’t imagining this, her eyes open wide in shock as she stood frozen in her spot, but when Y/N pushed herself more into Kate, it was the prove the black haired girl needed to realize she wasn’t in fact imagining this and reciprocated the dizzying kiss with all herself. They let their lips move as they pleased, alternating between slow, soft kisses and deep, needy kisses, but unfortunately their lungs burned from lack of air not too long after and forced the two apart to take some needed breath, but they stayed into each other’s personal space by laying their foreheads together as blue gaze into Y/E/C and dumb smiles adorned their slightly blushing faces. "Sorry for interrupting you cute, beautiful speech, but I couldn’t resist a minute longer without kissing you."

"To be honest, I’m glad you did." Kate answered, still in a daze but with happiness flowing wildly throughout her and inebriating her body with everything Y/N. "I would have done it as soon as I was done speaking. But why wait, right?"

Kate’s joke triggered a soft, gentle laugh from Y/N, who shook her head slightly and laid another sweet peck on the archer’s soft lips that she was quickly becoming addicted to. "I have a better question." Y/N paused for good measure before continuing, "why are we still talking?" The big smirk accompanied with a faint blush Kate gave her in lieu of an answer, caused her stomach to do somersaults and made her head spin out of control but nevertheless she met Kate halfway when the black haired beauty leaned down to join their lips once again.

-

"Here you go. You two are so cute together! Have a nice evening, bye!" The waitress bid them goodbye after they payed for their meal and started walking towards the exit hand in hand. The two blushed furiously at the compliment, thanking her simultaneously, before exiting the restaurant and started the short walk back towards Kate’s apartment.

"So I was thinking we can go visit the renovated Statue Of Liberty they finished last week. Then we can have a cozy day in or do whatever else you want to do." Kate rambled adorably as she swung their entwined hands between their bodies, a crimson color dusting over her cheekbones when a melodious giggle reached her ears, causing her eyes to dart down on the curb in front of her feet.

"You’re so cute when you ramble. But, I think it’s a perfect program for tomorrow. I’m leaving in two days, but I’ll come back soon. So we can just enjoy our time together without rushing anything. I may go back to my universe, but you won’t get rid of me so easily Bishop." Y/N warned Kate with a fake serious expression, that instantly broke into a million dollar smile when Kate met her eyes after the Y/H/C girl bumped their shoulders together to draw the archer’s attention, and a similar grin flitted over Kate’s face at the sight.

"Of course, I’m not letting you go. Not now, not ever." Kate’s eyes conveyed so much affection and sincerity that Y/N almost tore up at the emotions overwhelming her.

"Okay Bishop, you just earned a kiss with that cute statement you just delivered."

"Mh, I’m waiting for my price then." Kate turned her head around and puckered her lips, waiting for Y/N to lean over and kiss her as her stomach tingled in anticipation, still getting used to kiss, hug and being overly affectionate with her girlfriend. When Kate tried to push herself more into the chaste kiss the two just shared, Y/N simply chuckled and pulled away, watching her lips curl around a big, adorable pout.

"Oh don’t pout, baby. I just gave you a little taste for what is yet to come as soon as we come back to your apartment."

"Fuck." Kate’s eyes strayed down on Y/N’s teeth sinking on that sinfully, delicious, plump bottom lip and shivered from head to toe at the memories of their make-out sessions they had had in the last few days. Even if it’s only been a little over 48 hours they confessed their feeling for each other, they seem to have this kind of magnetic electricity that constantly pulled them together. They never went past kissing without their shirts on and let their hands do their wandering, but they decided to wait to go further just a bit more, since they met about a week prior, but they still had their fun going with the flow.

"Someone is in a hurry." Y/N teased when Kate sped up her pace but the archer ignored her and kept walking. In the span of two minutes - hastening the usually 7 minutes of their relaxing strolling - they were already walking up the stairs towards Kate’s apartment. Kate fumbled with her keys a bit before finally opening the door and walking inside. The door closed a second later when Kate crashed their lips together in a frenzy, needy kiss and pushed Y/N’s back onto the nearest surface and it happened to be her apartment door.

"Can you really blame me?" Kate murmured, interrupting the hungry, needy kiss and taking a needed breath before diving right back in, this time letting her tongue out to lick the seam of Y/N’s luscious lips to ask for her girlfriend’s permission to deepen the kiss, Y/N granting her access right away with a grunt of approval and her hands gripping Kate’s dark locks hard to push the archer more into her and leaning their bodies impossibly close together.

"Not even for a second, babe." Y/N pulled on Kate’s scalp to say those words as she gazed into Kate’s deep blue eyes with all the affection she had for this girl, then clashing their lips together into another deep, sensual kiss.

"In this case then-" Kate pulled away shortly after to murmur on Y/N’s now bruised lips, brushing her hands down the Y/H/C girl’s sides, reaching their destination at her firm buttcheeks and grasping them hard first then lifting the girl up, making her link her legs around the archer’s waist, and walking them towards the couch, where already a few heavy make out sessions had occurred on it, sharing soft giggles as Kate stumbled a bit when she tripped over Pizza Dog’s favorites toy, a small, red double rope.

-

"I’m starting to think you only want to watch movies on the couch so we completely ignore the movie and make out." Y/N hummed pensively on Kate’s lips after they pulled away from a dizzying kiss to bring some air back into their lungs, watching Kate’s annoyingly cute lost expression with a small smirk on her swollen lips. A shiver run down her spine when Kate’s hand glued on her ass, gripped her flesh harder to push her more into her body as she bit on her bottom lip. They were lying comfortably on the couch, Kate on top of Y/N and in between her legs, with their tv playing a movie they completely tuned out as soon as the first scene started rolling. If someone asked them what movie they were watching they would have been completely clueless.

"What can I say? Your kisses are addicting." Kate murmured wryly, a sly smirk currently curling her red lips as her hands kept its unrelenting kneading of Y/N’s firm ass. "Also, I didn’t hear you complain about it either. Actually, I think I heard you moan-" Kate sinked her fingers more into Y/N’s butt as she shuffled her body up slowly, causing her abdomen to rub deliciously over Y/N’s overheated, clothed center and triggering a deep, guttural wail out of Y/N’s throat as her back arched in pleasure and her hips bucked up to search more needed friction, "-just like that." Kate’s smug smirk made Y/N’s eyes roll good-naturedly, wanting nothing more than to tease her back and watching that sly expression fall off her stupidly beautiful face.

"Well, now that I think about it, if I remember correctly, you begged me to ‘do it again’-" Y/N did her best to imitate Kate’s breathy whines she whispered on her lips not too long ago, "when I did this." In a mere second, Y/N’s hand slipped under Kate’s worn out, ‘Bishop Security’ t-shirt and gripped Kate’s bra-free breast for a few seconds before pinching her nipple hard, reveling in the moan she ripped out from Kate’s mouth.

"Shit, you’re so fucking sexy." Kate growled right before pushing their lips together, her tongue immediately invading Y/N’s mouth and licked every nook and cranny of it. They basked into they sensual bubble for a few more minutes before their steamy moment was interrupted when someone appeared into Kate’s living room.

"Kate, you won’t believe what happen-EW! OH NO MY EYES!" The two girls on the couch jumped apart at the loud voice reaching their ears and looked to the side to find a noticeably shocked and disgusted America Chavez, standing in front of the still playing TV, with her hands covering her eyes.

"America!"

"Oh my god, Xochitl!"

"Ugh I think I burned my eyes! Oh, my innocent eyes!" America exclaimed as she rubbed her eyelids frantically, causing Kate’s blue ones to roll in annoyance.

"Always a drama queen. You can look now you jerk." Kate rolled her eyes as she adjusted comfortably on the couch, circling her arm around Y/N’s waist to pull her body closer to her own and regarding America with an unimpressed stare.

"Next time text me to warn me you are in a compromising position with someone!" America sighed out after she reprimanded Kate and looked at the stranger awkwardly, sending her an embarrassed, strained smile while Y/N kept looking at her in awe.

"Next time try to be a normal human being, learn how to knock and enter my apartment in the appropriate way, thought the door and not appearing out of nowhere in my living room." Kate countered back with mockery lacing her tone, her expression sporting a teasing smirk as she eyed her best friend in amusement.

"Yeah, yeah." America waved her off with a roll of her eyes, before focusing her attention back on the Y/H/C girl sat beside Kate. "Hi, I’m America."

She stretched her hand over for Y/N to take and smiled brightly after the two shook hands, "I’m Y/N."

"Wait hold on-" America did a double take at that, her brain trying to keep up and elaborate the new information as she eyed the two girls in front of her in confusion. "Y/N? As in the girl that got stuck into our universe 10 days ago?" America switched her focus from Y/N’s still a bit awestruck but shy Y/E/C irises to Kate’s elusive blue ones, her own brown orbs inquisitively gazing down at her trying to extort some answers from her friend. "Kate."

"Yes, that Y/N."

America was silent for a few seconds with her face unreadable and her eyes eyeing the two intensely, before a big grin fell upon her features and her brown hues filled with happiness, "omg I totally ship it!"

"This wasn’t- what I though you would say." Kate drawled the words with her eyebrows furrowed together and her face contorted into a confused expression as she tried to read through America’s behavior, but when she saw nothing but pure joy she relaxed and giggled softly, "well, to be honest I’m not surprised. This is an actual America’s reaction."

"I want to know everything!" America approached the two girls with enthusiasm radiating off her body, walking around the coffee table and sitting on it, so she faced Y/N and Kate, and listened attentively to everything that happened in the past 10 days.

-

"This isn’t over Barton, call me back."

"Hey! I don’t talk like that!" It was now a few days later, America, after listening thoroughly the hole story, found Y/N’s universe and teleported the Y/H/C girl and Kate there. The two decided to spend a few days together in Y/N’s universe so the archer could see the main differences between their universes and to finally watch movies and tv show from the MCU she had been asking about to Y/N since she learned about it. And now that was what they were doing. Of course they started with Hawkeye and Y/N amusedly listened to Kate scoffing every few seconds for a cute, strange behavior Hailee’s Kate did on screen and arguing that she wasn’t like she was portrayed on the screen - she totally was -.

"Babe, you totally do. Last week you texted Clint six times just because he didn’t answer your previous three calls in the span of 5 minutes and just to tell him about your day." Y/N playfully countered back, remembering the fond exasperation lacing Clint’s voice when Kate reprimanded him for not answering her.

"Whatever." Kate rolled her eyes good-naturedly as she threw a popcorn at her girlfriend, her pout instantly switching with a warm smile when Y/N leaned over and pecked her lips gently. "I look good tho. She even has my favorite coat."

"I love that coat. It looks amazing on you." Y/N interjected while grabbing some more popcorn and chewing on it happily, "and yeah, Hailee is so fucking hot as Kate. Well- she is always hot and beautiful, but y’know what I mean."

"I would counter back by saying that I should be jealous and all of that crap, but I agree with you." Kate admitted with a serious, blank stare, that cracked immediately after Y/N stared at her shocked, laughing loudly on her lips as she pecked them repeatedly.

They binge-watched the whole show, commenting on Kate’s similarities with Hailee’s Kate and the cute, adorable banter Kate and Yelena have on the screen, pausing a few times for Kate to comment on how similar her friendship with Yelena was to the one in the series between them, before settling on watching ‘Doctor Strange In The Multiverse Of Madness’. "I would have surrendered to her." Y/N commented when they were halfway through the movie, chewing on popcorn as her eyes were glued on the screen, "or y’know helped her travel through the multiverse."

"Well it’s what America does with everyone of us. And even if I find all of this amazing, Wanda would never do that. She is a sweetheart. You should meet her."

"Hold on a second." Y/N paused the movie to regard Kate with an incredulous look, waiting for her girlfriend to laugh at her own joke, but she just continued to stare at her in confusion, so she was ready to pass out from fangirling, "are you serious?"

"Yeah! We’ve gone on a few missions together." Kate admitted with a big, bright grin, remembering she learned a lot from Wanda and how protected she felt from the loving redhead, "but she is still on her honeymoon right now. So we need to schedule that in a few weeks."

"Oh great! Where did Wanda and Vision went to for their honeymoon?"

Kate did a double take at the question and stared down at Y/N with her features scrunched up in confusion, almost looking at her like she went insane. "What? Vision? Y/N, Vision is a robot. He is sweet and so naive, but he is a robot. He doesn’t understand Yelena’s obsession over Mac and cheese, let alone human emotions like love."

"That’s exactly what I thought! But I just asked because in the movies Wanda and Vision are together."

"I can’t wait to see how that happens!" Kate snorted as she tried to picture Wanda with that cute, innocent robot.

"But wait, who is she married with then?"

"Natasha." Kate answered nonchalantly, trying to grab some more popcorn, but Y/N moved the bowl away from her as her widened eyes stayed glued on her face. "What’s wrong?"

"Natasha as in Natasha Romanoff?"

"Yes?" Kate asked more than stated, not really understanding Y/N’s shocked behavior. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because- holy fucking shit, I ship them so fucking much!" Y/N exclaimed, her face brightening up with a big smile as she slapped repeatedly Kate’s bicep from too much excitement. "Do you think they can adopt me?"

"Y/N! Oh my god!" Kate cackled over Y/N’s fangirling, tears spilling out of her eyes as she tried to take some needed breath and massaged her aching abdomen from too much laughing. "That was amazing!"

"I was serious!"

-

After the movie came to an end, the two decided to take a stroll on the busy New York streets. Kate worried about getting recognized but Y/N calmed her down by explaining that here she was only a fictional character and if someone stops her she just had to explain she looks a lot like Hailee. So they were now walking hand to hand around Central Park, Kate stopping every few seconds for petting a cute dog that approached her or just walked by them, and Y/N couldn’t help the loving clench around her stomach at the cute sight of her girlfriend using her baby voice to talk to dogs. "Are you hungry? I know a great pizza place not too far from here."

"Are you kidding me? When there’s pizza, I’m always hungry." Kate regarded Y/N with a haughty look as her head stood high, then leaned down to peck her cheek lovingly and let herself be led by Y/N towards the pizza place a few blocks away, swinging their hands between their bodies slightly.

A few steps later, Y/N bumped accidentally with a body and caused the three of them to halt their walk. "I’m so sorry!" Y/N opened her eyes after closing them from the collision only for them to widen comically when her Y/E/C irises settled on the person she just crashed into. "Hailee?"

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Our "LOVE" - modern! scaramouche

genre: fluff and angst, maybe a little hurt comfort

summary: your relationship with him has been through everything. why not turn back the clock and revisit those fond memories of yours?

word count: 2k @pastriithoughtx

sidenote: i'm still very new on writing for scara so i do apologise if he seems a little ooc... hopefully it's alright. i do hope you all enjoy reading this <3

Love

noun: A strong feeling of affection and concern toward another person, as that arising from kinship or close friendship.

Oh, if only it was that simple… Love is so much more and so easy to mistake as something else. It's also easy to mistake something else as so called love.

Love is simple and sweet. It's comforting and makes you feel safe. It's warm and gets butterflies to flutter in your stomach. Love is something people hold onto since the feeling of being in love is one of a kind. Love feels like home... That's how I felt with you.

But sometimes love doesn’t last. There are even times that love is never acknowledged since once you realise you’re in love there is no going back and that’s just too much of a risk to take. I mean, who wants to fall in love suddenly? Willingly giving your heart to someone and having it tossed to the ground and ignored for who knows how long. Maybe that’s why people don’t like to fall in love. They’d rather close off their heart from anyone, protecting it behind walls they built so high, wanting to keep themselves from inevitably getting hurt by that person they “love”. That describes you well, doesn’t it, Scara?

I still remember the first time we met. Me, a messily dressed freshman student running late for her lecture juggling all kinds of shit in her arms bumping into you, a comfily dressed student who looked so annoyed about everything. It was all a mess, a mess that I’m glad I made. Everything fell to the ground, including you and I. My coffee had fallen and spilled all over you and I swear my hands were shaking when I heard you mutter curse words under your breath. I apologised to you profusely, shutting my eyes shut as I braced myself for a particularly angry scolding when I saw your head start to lift up but, I got nothing.

“It’s fine, I have plenty more of these hoodies. Instead of focusing on me, why not focus on your own things?” He asks you, removing his hoodie so as to not become sticky from the coffee. You hadn’t even glanced over at your things all over the floor until he said that.

“Huh? Right, right, my things! Awww dammit, my things!” All your notes were soaked from your drink, a drink that you could no longer, well, drink. “No notes, no drink, and great I’m totally late for my lecture too! Absolutely wonderful. Why not start a storm outside as well while you’re at it!?” You yell at no one in particular. He grins at your frustration, lightly chuckling at the situation you were facing. Your eyes dart to look at him and glare, “I’m sorry, is this perhaps funny to you? You wouldn’t be laughing if you were me in this situation.”

“Hence why I’m laughing, cause I’m not you in this situation. How pitiful. Would you like some help?” He reaches out his hand to help you up, a smile framing his irritatingly pretty face. ‘Seriously? Does he really think that I’ll believe he’ll help, with that attitude of his? I can feel the sarcasm radiating off of him. HA, no chance.’

“Thanks, but I prefer getting help from people who actually mean it. Have a ‘wonderful’ day! See you hopefully never.” Gathering all of your things, you stand up and march away from that despicable human being.

“Hah, how amusing. I guess that wasn’t so much a waste of my precious time.” A slightly soaked page caught his eye as went near it. With a pinch of his fingers and a visible grimace in his face he picked up the page. Little notes scribbled over it, some bits with bleeding ink. It looked useless until he spotted a name by the top of the page... Your name. “Y/n, huh? Cute.”

To this day I still feel embarrassed about our first interaction and every time you tease me about it does not help in the slightest. Well, that one is for sure going to the memory books. But it doesn’t matter how embarrassing that day was, cause I can make you just as embarrassed, maybe even more. Because no matter how many times you deny it, we both know that you were the one who fell first. That day was just one out of the many times where you felt attracted to me.

You refuse to admit that you’re whipped for me even if it’s extremely blatant to everyone. I know, you know, literally everyone we know knows. Don’t worry though, I think it’s cute. Plus you aren’t the only one completely whipped in this relationship. You wanna find out how I knew you were so into me? Should I tell you? I’ll tell you, hehe. I observed you so much that I started to notice all the little things.

For example, your eyes would widen just the slightest whenever you were surprised or caught off guard. Or how you would constantly compare your hand and mine, loving the feel of my soft skin in contrast to your rough and calloused hands caused by your past. Or how about whenever I refuse to give you any affection, be it cuddles or kisses, your lips would lightly twitch and hands would clench. You’d even turn away to hide your pout and try to give me the cold treatment as a punishment even though it felt more cruel for you. But in the end you’d just take me in your arms, hold me tight, and refuse to let me go. Demanding your kisses as a reward for being able to withstand the long wait for affection.

You would never get too grumpy with me since you knew I was busy with something and had my reasons. It was so sweet and thoughtful, I miss that. Your little habits would always somehow distract me enough to forget the stress that I was facing beforehand. You always made it better, so thank you for that. So many memories I remember and hold dear to my heart. Hopefully you remember them too.

“Scara honey, I’m busy right now. Later. This is super important so please just let me be for now, okay?” Scaramouche can feel his heart slowly break as you look at him with tired eyes and a visible frown on your face. How many days has it been since you last got some proper sleep? He wants to scold you, he wants to nag you so much and just force you to get some needed rest… but he doesn’t. He knows you won’t like that and it'll be more annoying than comforting in your eyes, your severely tired eyes.

“Fine, use up all your energy. Just try not to faint on me, please. Call me if you need me, I’ll be in the living area.” He places a light kiss on your forehead, the touch of his lips lingering there. So warm, so loving. He leaves the door to the study slightly open so he can hear you call out if ever you decide to do so. Now it was time to relax.

No, that’s not fair. The male couldn’t stand the idea of him relaxing as you stressed your mind out on studying for your finals. So what does he do? He cleans up. He cleans up everything, and restocks the fridge and cupboards while he's at it. 'If she has to suffer, then I might as well suffer with her. Jeez this is tedious!' He shouldn't be like this, why would he willingly choose to suffer? IT'S STUPID! HE KNOWS HOW STUPID IT IS AND STILL DOES IT!! You were driving this man nuts. 1, 2, 5 hours passed by and his hands were itching to hold you. 'This is infuriating! How can she go 5 hours without sleeping, eating, and asking for my affection?!' He marches over to your study and barges in without a care in the world. "Y/n! I have had enough of this, I demand you to stop studying and at least…" he cuts himself off the moment he hears your sniffle.

"S-Scara…" You rush into his arms and quickly bury your head into his chest. The sniffling coming from you gets louder to the point you start wailing and every word you try to speak out just sounds like a jumbled mess. "I… sorry. So weak, tired. Can't do.. anymore. Wahhhhh, I'm sorry! Want cuddles, please." Although he could decipher some of your speech he still felt the need to hear it again, properly this time.

"Breathe. Now, I want you to repeat what you just said. At least try to put some effort in it this time you foolish bumbling mess."

You take a deep breath, "I'm sorry for being like this. I just feel so weak and so tired to the point I wanna pass out. I tried so hard but I just can't do this anymore! I'm a failure, I'm so sorry for disappointing you. I just.. I just want to push it all away and cuddle you. Even for just a second, I really need it." You look at him with pleading eyes that brimmed with your tears.

"Dumbass, why are you saying sorry? You're allowed to take a break and rest, you're not some kind of robot. You need sleep and food and all that other shit. Don't be a fool. Now come on, you are in need of affection. Needy baby." He guides you to the room and gets under the covers with you. He strokes your hair and kisses your tired eyes once you shut them close.

"Weren't you the one who barged into my study demanding hugs and ki-"

"I recall no such thing. Now shush, you need to rest." You open your eyes one more time and place a light peck on his lips. Closing your eyes once again you mutter, "thank you, Scara. I love you."

And I am thankful. And I do love you. Not just on that day specifically but each and every day that I spent with you did I learn to love you even more. I realised how different life is with you and how I tend to appreciate it a little more when I think of you. If only I knew what was to come then maybe I would have cherished those moments a little more. Even after all the ups and downs we've been through, I still don't regret the time I spent with you. I should, I really should, but it was all worth it to me.

It was dumb though, to do this. Cause no matter how much I loved you, no matter how many times those 3 words left my mouth.. I never heard you say it back. Not even a whisper of that word. That's when I realised that maybe you don't love me. I mean you built your walls so high and I wasn't able to break them down enough for you to say it cause those words weren't meant for me, were they?

I'm not sure. I might just be overthinking again like I always do, but it does make the slightest sense. No wonder I ran away. I'm sorry, I just can't stand the fact that I fooled myself in this relationship. That I wasted so much time and effort but came back empty handed and brokenhearted. Like you say, I'm a fool. A fool for you that is, hehe.

I love you, Scara. I really do. Even after everything that happened, I'll still love you. I just wish we ended it on a better note, if only, maybe then my heart wouldn't hurt as much. I'm a coward though, running away from my feelings. But this is for the best, right? At least this time you'll be able to find someone that you'll willingly break your walls down for. I wish I could be them. Whoever they are, I hope they make you happy, just like how you made me happy.

I love you, Scaramouche. And maybe one day, you'll love me too.

i'm really hoping this turned out well. i hope everyone enjoyed reading my first of many works on this account. let me know if i should make a second part but in scara's pov <3

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[clovcherry]

what if... high-school sweethearts au with the one and only, shu yamino. (SFW)

pairing: shu yamino x nerdy!reader(gn)

warnings: self indulgent sappy x reader content because he's shu yamino

even though shu was an intelligent student (and seemed like a nerd), he still had an active social life and happened to have quite a few friends. but compared to you, you were a complete nerd! you had a huge crush on him but was never able to even speak to him, only sneaking a few glances at him when he walks past you in the hallways.

you had convinced yourself that he would never notice someone so plain and boring like you, always wearing those nerdy looking glasses, stumbling over their own words and constantly fiddling with the hem of their uniform when they're nervous.

you never actually even planned on speaking to him, until you were paired up with him for a science project. you were going to cry, you can barely even look him in the eyes properly, and now you have to work on a project, TOGETHER??? a part of you was ecstatic that you had this opportunity to finally (hopefully) befriend him but the other part of you was absolutely horrified of even speaking to him.

"I didn't think I'd get paired up with you," shu said with his signature smile which never failed to make your heart explode.

"yeah, m-me too.." your eyes could only focus on the floor, you didn't even have to courage to even glance at him.

at this point, shu was worried, did he say something wrong? did you get the wrong idea? are you scared of him? are you gonna switch partners now? he didn't want to scare you off the second he started speaking to you.

"w-what about we meet up at the library after school, fo-for the project of course!" you spoke nervously, almost in a whisper, but hey, at least you broke the awkward silence between the both of you!

-

the project went really well! the two of you got an A+ for that assessment, not only that, but you started coming out of your shell and actually befriended shu! you never ever thought you would be able to even wave at him in the hallways, and now you're holding up small talks with him about yours or his day. your friendship stayed strong throughout high-school, however, you knew you'd have to part ways with him eventually, but you swore to yourself that you would definitely tell him how you felt about him.

-

graduation day came along, you did well, exceeding your expectations, despite that, a part of you still felt a tinge of sadness knowing you'd probably never be able to wave to shu along the hallways, have random conversations about who would you fight in a brawl if you were all turned into peanuts and the butterflies you get in your stomach everytime he laughs.

"I'm guessing you did really well?"

you turned around and it was the one and only shu yamino.

"what makes you think I did so well?" you replied with a smirk, the noises of people seem to be drowning out as you have your eyes on him.

"I just know you did," a chuckle emitting from his lips, god he was so attractive..

"here," you handed him an envelope, "don't open it or read it until I leave, I'm watching you.." you warned jokingly.

"actually, I got you something too," he pulled out a small little box from his pocket, placing it in your hands, "don't open it until I leave, I'm watching you too," he laughed as he copied what you had said.

"deal," the two of you shook hands as you both left.

-

upon reaching home, shu carefully opened the envelope, pulling out a piece of folded paper, he opened it and sure enough, it was your handwriting.

dear shu,

I honestly can't believe we're both graduating, I'll really miss you. thank you for being my friend for all these years, I would've told you all of this in person but i don't have the guts to. I really appreciate you, for staying by my side for so long. anyways, I'll cut to the point, for the past few years, I really really like you. you always made me feel appreciated and loved and I never felt that way before. you're the first and only person that made me feel this way. now that we're parting ways, I feel rather sad, to be honest I can't imagine myself away from you.

I love you.

-(name)

-

you laid on your bed, mind racing, what if he doesn't like you back, what if he finds you weird now, what if he never speaks to you ever again because of how you feel about him.

you reached into your pocket, pulling out the box he had given you. you lifted its cover, inside, sitting a gorgeous heart shaped necklace, you never thought shu would ever be so sappy. gifting you a heart necklace, hold on, he gave you a heart shaped necklace, HE GAVE YOU?? A HEART SHAPED NECKLACE????

you were screaming into your pillow, you were full on bawling your eyes out. you finally composed yourself, looking at the necklace again, you picked it up and carefully put it on, your brain still not believing the fact that he actually gave his to you.

after awhile, there was a knock on your door, and low and behold shu yamino was standing right outside your door.