#there's a lot of gossip about kai

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

18+ mdni. Smut and jealous reader deciding to cause a little chaos.

Popular bitchy reader grows annoyed over Eddie's attention being directed at the new girl in Hellfire.

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You were used to Eddie's attention being only on you, the both of you driving each other crazy and continuously trading barbs and witty banter.

Robin was deadly serious when she told Steve the latest gossip about you two, that she was sure that your arguing was some weird form of foreplay. Both of you for sure got off on it.

Now though? now you were bored, upset and very pouty. The latter which Eddie secretly loved and it was all because of her, the new girl at Hellfire.

Her name was Kimberly and she was your mortal enemy, or as mortal enemy as one could get in senior year at High School.

At least for this week.

Eddie had of course noticed how pissed you were at him hanging and paying attention to someone other than you. He knew you were jealous and he was waiting for you to admit it.

Meanwhile if you heard Eddie laugh at Kimberly's joke one more time you were going to lose it.

So instead of whining and crying about Eddie being so focused on someone else you decided to distract yourself.

Distraction came in the form of Jason, much to Eddie's fury which made your flirting with Eddie's enemy all the more sweeter. Eddie's rants against the dark side escalated by the day and he takes particular care in calling out Jason, and the "balls he throws into laundry baskets being bigger than Jason's own balls"

It's thrilling watching him be so jealous, serves him right for trying to make you pissed and envious over whatshername.

Eddie finally cracks on Friday and walks over to you all dark eyes and clenched jaw, tense and seething.

"What the fuck are you doing with Carver?" He demands and you take your time answering him.

"Oh, I think it's called flirting" you reply and if it's possible his eyes narrow even more, you peer up at him and act confused.

"Why do you care so much, when you have Katie at your beck and call" the anger leaves his features and he smirks.

Shit you gave away too much. "It's Kimberly, she's new to Hellfire sweetheart. I was just showing her the ropes. Not my fault you're a jealous brat"

You glare at him, gather the things from your locker, take time to apply some lipgloss and watch Eddie grow irritated once again.

"Jason's so much nicer to me than you, I don't know why I even like you so much Edward" you reply to him and he huffs in frustration.

"Are you happy now my attention is back on you princess?, incase you haven't noticed, you're all I think about" He seethes, furious he's confessed his real feelings for you.

Elated you grab your bag and his gaze follows you as you walk out of the school and make your way towards his van, for some privacy.

"Oh I've been so awful Eddie, maybe you'll need to teach me a lesson?" you add in a pout for maximum effect and his control snaps, and he pulls you too him, kisses you until the both of you break away panting from the intensity.

"You are the only person I want. Is that what you want to hear?" Eddie demands but his gaze is a tiny bit softer. Thrilled you kiss him again and tug him inside the van.

...

You're so lost in finally being with Eddie, both of you fucking each other until you're both babbling, incoherent messes, that you don't here the knock on Eddie's window.

His van door opens, there's a shriek and you peer up, Kimberly blushes as she takes in the image of you sitting astride Eddie, tits bouncing up and down, both you and Eddie's faces full of bliss.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry, I didn't..." she trails off mortified. You roll your eyes at her babbles and squeeze around Eddie tightly, causing him to moan.

"Eddie's a little busy right now, in fact he's going to be busy with me a lot from now on, so cut the cutesy uwu girl act and back off, kay?" You add sweetly and Kimberly nods rapidly and rushes off.

Eddie is gazing at you torn between amusement and exasperation. "Princess" he chides and you shrug and begin to rock your hips in a way that makes Eddie's eyes glaze over and soft swears leave his mouth.

"Now, where were we?"

[calypsocolada]

FOOLISH | denji

(this is part two! click here for part one)

synopsis: you get a little jealous... authors note: hi! this part two is approximately six months late. apologies. HOPE U ALL ENJOY cw: SMUT, nsfw, sinning and lots of it, edging, lots of making out in various places, aged up characters!, not proofread (sorry), female reader wc: 3.4k

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You weren’t jealous. You were fuming. You weren’t sure of Himeno’s age but you knew she was older than you. Meaning she was older than Denji. Sure you all were above the age of consent but still… What would she want from a younger man anyways? It was quite the age gap. These questions just suited to make you even angrier as you sighed heavily and audibly. She was all over the poor boy. The worst of it was he looked thoroughly entertained by her. He seemed thoroughly entertained by you just last week when he was begging for a kiss. 

“Y/n?” A voice to your left said. You about jumped out of your skin. 

“Hmm?” You intoned, sliding your eyes to the girl next to you. Kobeni, she looked nervous. Probably because you were still wearing the glare. 

“Everything okay?” She asked, her eyes following where yours were glued for so long. You felt embarrassed and covered it with a practiced smile, nodding your head.

“Yeah… why?” You asked, knowing she would be the last person to call you out. 

“N-nothing…” She said, fiddling with her hair. You felt guilty for making things awkward. “Do you… have a thing for Denji?” You couldn’t have guessed that would be coming out of Kobeni’s mouth so the utter surprise that was fixed to your face was something you couldn’t hide or smoothe over.

“W-what?” You questioned, lips parted. Kobeni leaned on her hand slightly, lowering her voice.

“Do you have a thing for-”

“I heard you.” You snapped, keeping your voice low. You sighed, looking back over towards Denji and Himeno. Your eyes met his for a moment and you looked away quickly, an aggravating blush creeping to your cheeks. “I could kill you.” You mutter, letting your head fall in your hands.

“Is that a yes?” Kobeni whispered. Your eyes snapped up to hers.

“No. That is not a ‘yes’!” You hissed in a hushed tone. Her lips zapped closed at that. “He’s-- he’s a devil. He’s immature and pushy and annoying. How could you ever think…” You trailed off, heated. 

“Okay… I’m sorry I asked. It’s just…. You were staring for a long time.”

“I… was lost in thought. It had nothing to do with… them.” You said, the last word coming out a bit begrudgingly.

“Oh…kay.” Kobeni says. “Well… I heard Himeno’s gonna try and sleep with him.” You flinched hard at her words, your stomach twisting uncomfortably in disgust.

“W-what?” You managed to force out. Kobeni leans close to you as though you two were sharing juicy gossip… which is pretty much what you were doing.

“She said he was cute… she liked how inexperienced he was.”

“That’s… predatory.” You say with a sharp look pointed towards Himeno. She was blushing, throwing her head back in laughter at something Denji said. Your gut twisted and you forcibly turned yourself back towards Kobeni.

“You didn’t hear it from me.” She winks, leaning back, sipping her drink. You were the jealous type, but you weren’t the type to act on these things. You sat back in your chair, looking over one last time, and when your eyes met Denji’s you looked away again and pushed up from the table. “You okay?” Kobeni asks as you give her a weak smile.

“Yeah… I just-- I’m tired, that's all. Gonna head home.” You say, Kobeni gives you a sort of pitying smile and nods her head. She knew and you didn’t care to justify yourself. You weave through the crowded restaurant, shouldering open the door into the cold drizzle of rain. It cools your heated cheeks. It feels good. So much better than that cramped restaurant. You head down the sidewalk and now that you're alone you feel sort of safe with letting your thoughts wander. Safe with letting the emotion of the night plague your features. 

Yes. 

Yes you were fucking jealous. As begrudged as you were to conclude that. You didn’t have much right to be jealous. You and Denji kissed twice and you ignored him for three days after that. You never let on that you liked him before that and definitely not after. You had no right to be jealous. But you were. It couldn’t be helped. Denji was… a lot of things. Things that you didn’t like. Immature for starters, he was foolish and knew not even the first thing about women. Feeling this way for someone like him was dangerous and surely detrimental to your own feelings. But still… You couldn’t help it. Because he was all those things but kind to you. He saved you. He makes you laugh, he’s annoyingly funny. He shares his food with you and follows you around like a lost puppy. He texts you stupid memes and picks you up matcha tea lattes everytime he goes somewhere without you. He begs you to read your books aloud to him if he’s in the same room as you and watches all your sappy romance movies without complaining. He gives you his favorite manga to read and gets very excited when you like the same characters he does. 

You stopped walking as the rain started to pick up, ducking under an overhand a few doors down from the restaurant. You leaned against the cold brick of the wall, watching the rain coming down in droves now. You thought about the kisses you two shared. How you’d never felt that way before. How after you closed the door between you two you couldn’t sleep that night. Just kept replaying that moment over and over, feeling the warmth of his hand slide around your hip and pull you close to him. It shocked you really. How you lost sleep over a kiss. It was frustrating. You felt like a silly little girl again.

“Y/n!” 

You had crushes when you were a teenager, not that they ever really amounted to anything. Nothing ever went your way with love. That was something so much like sand through your fingers. Hard to grasp and even harder to hold onto. You had no experience, of course you wouldn’t be picked over someone who had experience.

“Hey! Y/n! There you are!” You heard his voice seconds before Denji slammed into you with a bone crushing hug. You yelped as he swept you right off your feet. 

“Hey! W-what?” You gasped as Denji sat you back on your feet, his hands just above your hips. 

“I called your name like fifty times! You didn’t hear me?” He asked, his hand coming up without a warning to push your hair from your face. 

“I didn’t.” You deflected, a heat rushing to your cheeks.

“Kobeni told me you were sick.” Denji worried, his hand coming up to press against your forehead, sliding down to press against your cheek. He sucked in a breath. “You're cold.”

“It’s cold outside.” You smiled smally. “I’m fine. Just tired.” Denji pulls his jacket off even though you already have one on. “Denji… no you don’t have a jacket.” You protest but he’s already draping it over your shoulders. 

“Better?” He asks as you look up at him.

“You need a jacket.”

“Chainsaw man doesn’t need a jacket.” He jests, causing a small laugh to escape your lips. You watch in real time Denji looking at the smile on your lips and matching it. You feel butterflies in your stomach and look away before they can take flight.

“You can go back… I’ll be fine walking home.”

“No.” He says with a shake of his head.

“No?” You echo.

“I’m not letting a pretty lady walk home alone. Someone might take you.” 

“Someone?”

“Yes, someone. Someone with eyes.”

“Really specific.” You laugh. “I’m a devil hunter, no one’s taking me.”

“I don’t care. I’m coming home with you.”

“Wouldn’t you rather… go home with someone else?” You ask and feel foolish for asking, foolish for letting that stupid bout of jealousy to show. Denji cocks his head like a dog. 

“Someone else?” He asks and you almost tell him to forget it but your lips are moving before you can stop them.

“Himeno.” His eyes go to yours and for a moment you both just stare at each other. 

“Isn’t she like thirty? I’m not trying to go home with a cougar when I could go home with you.” He says and a startled laugh passes your lips.

“A c-cougar, Denji…” You shake your head laughing. 

“I might be an idiot but I am not dumb. No one could even comes fucking close to you, you know that right?”

“Shut up.” You blush, hiding your face slightly. Denji reaches up and gently catches your wrist, pulling your hands away from your face so he can look you in the eyes as he speaks. 

“I mean it. You are my top girl. The only girl for me.” His words have the utmost sincerity in them that you almost feel your knees go all wobbly. Your lips part. You try to recover, try to laugh it off and shake your head but he doubles down by moving into your space and grabbing both of your cheeks to press a kiss to your cold lips. It’s just a quick press, something to drive his words home to you. And when he goes to lean away from you, his lips parting in words about to be spoken you cut him off. Throwing your arms around the back of his neck, spinning him around and pressing him into the cold brick wall. 

“Oh…” Denji gasps against your lips, his hands sliding around your lower back. You press slightly frantic kisses to his lips, kisses you dreamed about, kisses that plagued your sleep. “I can’t-- believe your-” You kiss the side of his mouth, slowly trailing kisses down. Kissing his jawline, then under his jaw. He obediently raises his head giving you easier access to his neck. “Uhn… holy shit…” He practically pants out, his hand snaking down, palming your ass. You can’t help but laugh, breaking your concentration. “W-what?” He whimpers out of breath.

“You couldn’t help yourself could you?” You ask, his hand still on your ass. He can barely think about what you're talking about, you're standing so close, he can still feel your lips against his neck. Yeah… you’re not gonna be able to get a straight answer out of him for a bit. It makes you laugh even harder, this sort of calms his overheated brain, affording him a moment of reality.

“Oh… oh sorry… I should’ve asked.” He says and lets go. You shake your head.

“No… it’s… it’s fine.” You laugh warmly, sliding your hand under his jaw, thumb sliding over his cold cheek. “I just know… how badly you have wanted to touch a girl's ass.”

“Your ass.” He clarifies. “I have a list of things I want to touch, you draw me a map and I’ll follow it.” He says with the utmost seriousness. You find yourself blushing at that comment, realizing you two were still in public. The rain had stopped, you're not sure when and people were starting to walk around a bit.

“Okay, playboy, let’s cool off.” You laugh and watch as Denji’s face gets serious.

“Oh… I forgot you weren’t feeling good.” He intones softly, making you smile. 

“I feel fine.” You say and he perks up at that, sliding a hand around your waist, pulling you to him. 

“Then I want to kiss you some more.” He says and when he leans in you turn your face, his lips hit your cheek.

“Not… out here.” You say, blushing. Denji pulls back, nodding his head.

“At home?”

“Aki’s home.” You remind him and Denji lets his head fall against the wall, a whine escaping his lips.

“I could kill that ponytail freak.” He groans as you laugh, shaking your head, linking your hand with his and pulling him towards home. 

“That’s not very nice, Dennis.” You say and Denji’s lips part in mock disbelief at the nickname. 

“That’s messed up, baby.” He pouts, making you laugh even harder. He pulls you to him, draping his arm around your shoulders, fighting the bite of the cold away.

When you two get to the apartment building, Denji jogs to open the door for you, holding it open as you walk inside, giving him an amused smile. 

“So,” He starts, catching up with you as he starts walking up the stairs. “When do we start dating… or have we already?”

“What?” You sputter out, surprised. 

“You kissed me like you owned me and I want you to.” He explains making your entire body go red as you stop at the top of the stairs.

“Denji…” You start, unsure how to even phrase any other words after that last comment.

“Y/n… please don’t ignore me for a week again, I barely survived the last time.” He says as you look at him apologetically. 

“I’m sorry,” You sigh. “I was… figuring things out.” You explain and Denji nods his head. 

“Did you?” He asks and you look at him questioningly. “Figure things out?”

“I… against my better judgment… do like you.” You force yourself to say. Denji’s entire world flips on its axis, he goes pale for a second and you think he might actually pass out. You reach to steady him. “Denji,”

“I’m fine.” He bleats, clearing his throat. “You like me.” He echoes with a dreamy look in his eyes. They drift back to you after a moment. “So I belong to you?”

“No…” You say, not really liking the sound of that.

“No?”

“Denji, you're your own person.” You try to explain.

“Fuck that.” He waves off. “I want to belong to you. I don’t mind if you don’t want to belong to me.” He explains but then thinks better of his words. “Though the thought of someone else touching you makes me feel ill.” He cringed. You can’t help but laugh, he looks at you. He loves watching you laugh, especially when he’s the cause of it. He kisses you mid laugh, just wanting that smile pressed against his lips. You made a sound, somewhere between a surprised gasp and a content sigh. In the hallway alone there was a bit more privacy. He’s stood one stair below you so you have a few inches on him, his neck bent slightly up to kiss you, both hands sliding to pull you in by your cheeks and pull you impossibly closer. Your hands hold his wrists loosely. The kiss grows as he takes a step up, now towering over you as he slowly backs you up into the front door, pressing your back to it. Your right hand slides around the back of his neck, pulling just slightly at his hair. Your other hand wraps around his waist, resting there and pulling him in closer. Both his hands stay on your face, he’s kissing you with more ferocity than any of the other times. It’s almost like this is the last chance he’ll ever get, that he has one shot to really drive it home to you how badly he wants you. 

Suddenly the door behind you two opens and you stumble inside. Aki holds the doorknob, groggily wiping his eyes.

“Did you guys forget your keys?” He asks, unaware of what was just happening outside the door. 

“Yes!” “No.” You and Denji answer at the same time, Denji pouting at being interrupted again. Aki just mumbles something and heads back to bed, pushing the door shut, leaving you and Denji in the dimly lit hallway. Denji sighs, watching Aki go. 

“That guy is always interrupting.” He grumbles, making you crack a smile and a soft laugh.

“He’s not doing it on purpose.” You say and Denji just rolls his eyes, huffing. You gently grab Denji’s hand. “If you can be quiet, I’m sure we won’t be interrupted anymore.” You whisper, pulling him back towards your room. Denji almost tripped at your words, a violent blush spreading across his entire body. 

“Y-you can’t say stuff like that!” He whispers as you laugh softly. “You’ll get me excited.”

“That’s the point.” You say and when you push open your door Denji practically pounces on you. You catch and push your door shut at the last second as he’s walking you back to the bed. The backs of your knees hit and then you both fall back onto the covers. Denji pressed his weight against you, kissing you hard. His knee comes up just between your legs and pushes below your knee to part them. He was eager, very eager to crack you open, to touch every part of you and kiss you until you both couldn’t take it anymore. You rolled him over so you were on top. His hands slid down and rested on your hips. You grabbed one of his hands and guided to rest just on your ass. His cheeks went cherry red at that and you couldn’t help but snort out a laugh. You lean down against him and feel his ragged breath fan across your lips.

“I could…” He breathes out. “I could die beneath you.” Your own cheeks blush.

“No need for that.” You smile, pressing a gentle kiss to either of his cheeks. “I’ll be gentle.” 

“Treat me however you want… You own me.” He whispers, his fingers flexing where they lay on your body. The feeling of the kiss and all the sensations made Denji feel so hot and flustered. The feeling of the intense passion and heat. It was something that made him feel so many emotions. The sensation of your tongue sliding against his, and the breath mingling against each other's, was enough to make him moan and whimper. "D...don't stop.." Denji's breath was still shaky, his blushing was still bright and he gulped. The heat was so intense and the feeling of your tongue mingling with his sent him over the top. Denji's body shuddered and trembled. You kissed him hard, your hips absentmindedly moving against his own heating and winding him up way past what he could handle. Denji's body jolted as the heat only built up more. Denji knew he was going to lose it soon... the kisses, the slight grinding and the intense lust... it was only building more and more. Denji gulped and his breathing hitched again, he was barely holding back the feeling of... him going over the edge. You trailed a kiss to a sensitive part of his neck, whimpering out his name into his ear. That pushed him toppling right over the edge, Denji's breathing went wild, his back arched and his body jolted. He felt like he could explode at any second. The heat and the intense feeling of satisfaction and ecstasy... it made Denji moan and feel like he was on cloud nine. Denji didn't even care about the embarrassment of how loud his moans were, he was so lost within the ecstasy of pleasure. You clamped a hand over his mouth as he came undone beneath you. Denji's voice was muffled, but this made the experience even better. You moved your hand and muffled his sounds with your lips. The sensation of all this lust and pleasure, the feelings of satisfaction and ecstasy... were overwhelming, but the kiss... made it all worth it. Denji’s body jolted and trembled. 

“Shit…” He slowly breathed out. 

“Did you…?” You trailed off. He gulped and spoke quietly.

“I-- I told you… you get me too excited.” Something bloomed in your chest, you pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. “It’s okay.” You whispered.

“Really? You’re not mad?”

“Of course not.” You laughed, running a hand through his hair. You two part for a bit so Denji can clean up, he comes back about fifteen minutes later as you were pulling the covers back to go to bed. 

“Could I sleep with you?”

“What?” You blurt out, turning. 

“I mean… sleep, actually sleep. I want… to.” Your cheeks blush but you nod your head, he slides in the bed first as you turn out the light. As you draw closer he reaches out for you and pulls your body against his, tugging the covers up over you. He presses a kiss to your shoulder and slightly tightens his arm around your waist. You knew right then it was over for you.

Just as much as he belonged to you, you knew you belonged to him as well.                                               

[kentoavenue]

thunderstorms - kuroo tetsurou

kuroo has a new girlfriend.

you’d heard it in the hallways; the boys had just gone back from a friendly match, and you were at your locker to take out something you can’t seem to remember now—a book, maybe?

though the hallway was mostly empty, it seemed like the boys hadn’t spotted you, so you continued on with your business when lev started whining to kai about how envious he was of kuroo’s new girlfriend.

new girlfriend.

you had froze in spot when the words entered your ear. your mind went blank, and you’re almost sure that time and space froze right along with you then.

slowly, you twisted your head towards their direction, and released a breath when you saw that kuroo wasn’t with them, shoulders sagging. you had, however, accidentally made eye contact with kenma, and a slight nod from him had been all the confirmation you needed.

it’s not like you can blame kuroo, though. after the both of you had ended it during that argument two months ago, you had given kuroo the cold shoulder for weeks.

and kuroo, being kuroo, had held on tight to his own ego and went on with his days pretending like you didn’t exist, too.

basically, it’s been radio silent between the two of you. though, in the back of your mind, you had assumed it was all just a game, albeit stretched on too long, to see who’d cave first.

up until that hallway incident, that is.

as if that wasn’t already enough, new gossip started to surface as well about how perfect she was for kuroo—she never failed to come to his matches, was always supportive of him, and just all around perfect, everyone had commented.

kuroo has a new girlfriend, so you’re wondering why he’s standing outside your door at 2am during a thunderstorm.

he’s looking at you with his all too familiar honey eyes, which softens as you finally take him in. he’s head to toe drenched in rainwater. his usual bedhead is wet, sticking to his forehead, and his lips slowly part, as if wanting to say something.

“kuroo,” you start. lightning flashes in the background, and you blink twice, thrice, to see if it is actually him standing on your porch, and not your brain playing games. “what are you doing here?”

“you love thunderstorms,” he finally breathes out, his chest rising and falling quicker than usual. he ran here, you realize.

you nod once, “i do.”

“you love me, too.” kuroo continues.

you furrow your brows, and raise up a palm to stop him. “you have a girlfriend, kuroo. go home.” you swear you can hear your heart crack the moment you said girlfriend out loud.

“i don’t,” kuroo shakes his head and his hands reach out to take your palm—and blame it on the situation or the time, you let him.

his hands are cold and dripping, which usually you’d protest against, but right now there’s something in the way kuroo’s looking at you that keeps you from saying anything.

something that looks a lot like yearning.

“i hear she’s perfect for you,” you whisper. the words don’t even seem real to you, yet you say it anyway. it’s not right that kuroo is here, you think.

“she is,” he swallows. “perfect.”

you start to pull your hand away from his, but his grip is unrelenting. “i don’t need to hear it kuroo. go home.”

“she’s perfect, you know,” he continues.

this is insane, you laugh silently. “so you ran all this way to gloat?”

you turn to step back inside, not wanting to hear any more of his new relationship, but he holds you back still. his hands keep their grip on yours as he steps closer.

“but she’s not you.”

you flick your gaze back to him, lightning flashing once more.

“i was empty for two months without you,” he admits. the rain pours harder behind him, and the sane part of you is telling you to come inside, but you know kuroo, and he’s not moving until he’s finished. “i thought she could fill back the hole in my heart, replace maybe even a speck of you, but i was wrong. dead wrong.”

“she came to my matches, but all the while i kept looking for you. i was so fixated on looking for you that i was off my game. coach even had to sub me out once.”

“kuroo–”

“no, wait,” he interrupts. “you can ask kenma if you don’t believe me. he called me out several times about it.”

“after the match, when we were having barbeque together, i was waiting for a comment to tease me for getting fish instead of beef, until i realized there won’t be one because you weren’t there.”

“and she never gets my jokes about docosahexaenoic acid. even after i explained to her that it’s good for the brain and—”

“—found in fish. that’s why you like mackerel so much,” you finish for him.

“exactly,” he whispers. his gaze is now pleading, and your heart strains at the sight. you know he means all of it, because he’s rambling. it’s not often kuroo does that.

“i’m not with her anymore.” kuroo’s hands move to interlace his fingers with yours. “i never was, not really.”

you nod again, feeling too many things at once.

the wind is cruel tonight, your hands freezing, but kuroo hasn’t held your hand in too long, so you stay like this.

“i haven’t let anyone take your seat at my place either, you know. that’s your spot, no one could take it,” he says.

“tell me why you’re here, kuroo.” you ask, even though his eyes are telling you everything.

“take me back.” his tone is pleading too, now. and you can feel his longing in the air, palpable. you think it’s mixed in with yours, too. “i’ll do anything.”

“kuroo,” you breathe, but he stops you again.

“tetsurou. not kuroo.” he corrects. “not for you.”

and there’s a silent pause, before you whisper, “okay.”

“okay, what? okay as in you’ll call me tetsurou again, or okay as in you’ll take me back?” he moves his hand to your jaw, tilting it up for him to see better. “you look perfect, by the way.”

“thought you didn’t want perfect.”

“i want you. it’s only you for me, no one else.” his face is inches from yours now, the tension borderline tangible. “so what do you say, kitten?”

you smile up at him, “okay as in both, then.”

and he kisses you, as lightning flashes for the third time that night.

read the prequel

[sofs16]

ripples in our love

part 1: paddock day , part 2: our leclerc win, part 3: our love in photos, part 4: our home — next

not proofread and lots of text / paragraphs ahead:)

“are you sure you don’t want to come with me” charles asked as he was putting on his shoes.

“charles, i’ve been with you all year and break, have fun with your friends.. just not too much fun” you laughed, clutching your robe closer to your waist as a shiver went down your spine from the ac.

“but i love spending time with you, amour” he sighed, standing up, holding your face between his palms, and kissing you.

“what, you don’t wanna drink and be manly?” you raised a brow “i mean… i do…” he thought about it “go” you whispered with a reassuring smile. you weren’t one for parties and a part of you was worried charles was being restrained to hang out with his friends because of that, so you encouraged him to have a night out before the races.

“i’ll be back by 12” he kissed you for the last time and you giggled “you better come back home to me, leclerc” you scolded “of course, where else?” and then the door shut.

2am, that’s what the time was. you were sat on the couch in your shared apartment. it was 2 hours since you saw that nightmare of a post. you have been getting multiple texts by the minute.

a part of you wanted to be childish and run away, never facing him. but that wouldn’t be right at all.

you heard the keys jingling on the other side of the door and heard a grunt and stumble. you gulped but trained your eyes on the tv, not really watching the episode of gossip girl.

“amour! you’re here!” charles replied with a cheer in a sluggish manner. he frowned when you didn’t turn around to look at him, or greet him with a kiss or hug as you usually did.

“amour?” he mumbled, stumbling over the couch, clearly drunk. his eyes lit up once they saw your face and he trained to kiss you but you held his face in between your hands before he could. “are you thinking straight right now, charles?”

no nickname. the gears in charles’ head weren’t fast enough at the moment.

“of course, let’s go to bed” he smiled “charles, you kissed another woman” you said quietly, as if you didn’t want to believe it

“No! That’s crazy. I only love you. You only. You’re my everything. I dont like anyone else. You’re my girlfriend. I’ll make you my wife one day” he said against your chest, shaking his head

you found yourself to be someone who cries when they’re frustrated or overly happy. “let’s talk in the morning and get you into bed, ‘kay?” you helped him up as he tried his best to sober up.

unlike the many showers you had together, you left him to shower on his own, making sure he was balanced enough before shutting the bathroom door.

the shower sobered him up quickly. cold water tricking down his body as he revisited the events of tonight. oh how he had messed up.

he stepped out of the shower to see his favorite shirt out, though all his favorite shirts were yours, it was his that was put out. he walked out of the bathroom to find you setting down the trashcan beside the bed, just in case.

“amour, can we talk please?” he held your hand but you dropped it. “tomorrow charles, okay? let’s get you to rest first” you pulled the covers over him, made him take headache pills.

“you… are not sleeping beside me?” he asked as you made your way to the door. “not tonight, charles” you whispered, turning off the lights and shutting the door.

though he was overthinking that night, the alcohol helped him sleep throughout that night, unlike you.

he woke up and frowned at there being no dip on your pillow and side of the bed. he rubbed his eyes, taking his cellphone and that’s when he remembered it all.

he jumped up the bed and rushed in getting the door open, in hopes to find you. you were sitting at the dining table, staring at the floor below you, tiredness evident through your eyes.

“amour?” you looked up “do you remember it?” you asked and he nodded, taking the seat adjacent to you. “why” you turned to him, swallowing the lump in your throat.

“i- i don’t know. i swear- amour i thought she was you” “i’m fucking blonde, charles” you furrowed your eyebrows

“you know how i am after i drink” true “i don’t- i don’t know what to do, charles” you shut your eyes closed

“amour please, you mean everything to me, you are my everything. if i could take it back or if i had stayed at home with you that night, i would. please don’t leave me” he held your hand quietly. you couldn’t say anything.

silence greeted him.

“tell me what you are thinking. call me names, scream at me, i do not care— just let me in” he asked.

when he said that, he thought you would burn him to the ground and pick on every flaw he had, even hearing you say you wish you had never dated him. your words… were not that.

“i think…im thinking if i’m enough for you” charles was shocked. “i think about all the girls you could have who are prettier, more famous, kinder, and everything more than i am but you’re stuck with me” you groan in frustration as tears start to well up. “and i can’t help but see you with someone else and it hurts” there they were, tears falling too quick for you to see. charles had never seen you cry, truthfully. “it hurts knowing— you could just leave me and maybe even be with that girl you were kissing last night” you sniffled

“yn,” he said quietly, wiping your tears away “i don’t want to be with anyone else. only you. and i don’t care if they are the models of the year or what. you are the prettiest girl to me and- i cannot let you think that low of yourself. i am so sorry, amour. please, let me fix this somehow. anything, i will do anything”

“i think i need space and time, charles” you looked up to his face. he knew if it weren’t serious right now, you most likely would’ve made an avengers infinity stone joke you were thinking about it, but no words came out

“i- yes. i understand. i’ll go out for a whil-” “i mean, i’ll go back to the house in paris for some while” “what?” his heart sank. “it makes sense right now charles. i need space to think and plus, i was going to go there anyways for fashion week” you rubbed your eyes.

charles knew your relationship with your parents were wobbly as you moved away from france to live in spain. but going back to them? that was how bad this was.

“are you breaking up with me?” he wobbled. “no, i just- i don’t know! i need to think charles” you stood up “please, yn! you- you are the only one for me please do not leave me” he pleaded hugging you from behind.

he hugged that girl from behind.

“you were in this position when you kissed her” you said quietly and charles shuddered at the thought of being with someone who isn’t you. “i’m sorry” you nodded and made a beeline to your bedroom.

30 minutes later you came out with 2 suitcases in hand. it was real. you were leaving. “will- will you be at the gp?” he asked quietly. maybe a little selfishly, but you were his comfort especially during nerve-wracking times like gps. you shook your head no. and he nodded, in understanding.

“do you want me to drive you to the airport?” he asked and you shook your head again. “good luck charles” you sighed, kissing his cheek. you meant for the gp— but so many things were going through his head. ‘good luck living a life without me’ was one of them.

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yn.charlesupdate No yn at the paddock. Oh we’re done for. view all 7,337 comments

lestappen12 what did you think? she just saw the love of her life kissing another woman 2 days ago…

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charles_leclerc P2 for you :) Shame for what happened to Lewis on the first lap, we were lucky to finish the race even with the damage we had. See you next year, Zandvoort.

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charlesyn17 He really got guts to post this like he didn’t just CHEAT on yn.

chachahaa cant believe you cheated on yn. she treated you like a king. that’s what’s a shame.

checheco1 Lewis deserved that P2 after what you did to yn.

nightleclerc … i can’t keep defending you charles

alphmercedez i hope you dnf 😊

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yns_love yn actin like he didn’t just cheat on her… but ok mother we love& trust u and will stfu

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yncharle 2 races with no yn. charles p3. 2 weeks radio silence from yn. bye.

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yn 💌

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leclerc_pascale Beautiful ❤️

⤷ yn merci maman 😆

⤷ ynlelllerc STOP 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹😭

landonorris You look cool in that 3rd photo 😎

⤷ yn cuz i am cool, landito! like u😊

⤷ carlossainz55 thats not true

⤷ yn dont be mean carlitos, youre cool too🫀

⤷ wagsgrid her interacting with the grid is so wholesome 🥹

ynsbeaut SHES BACK BITCHES!!

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⤷ yn GIRL IM NOT THAT RICH 😭 it was for fashion week 🤭

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16s55love why is she just ignoring what happened.. she seems unbothered, did she even love charles :/

⤷ yn we’re handling this privately so please respect that and dont make such assumptions. and i do love charles, dearly :)

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⤷ ynscharles I CANT. THEYRE MY PARENTS YOUR HONOR

softwags._ will you be at baku?

september 12, 2024

sharlie brown 🫀🏎️

august 21, 2024

sharlie brown 🫀🏎️

Amour, I am so sorry and I hope you know I never meant for this to happen and you are the only one for me.❤️

y/n/n🤪🤍💒

thanks charles but i just need time, okay? :)

sharlie brown 🫀🏎️

Of course, yes. I will just be messaging you every now and then, would that be alright?

y/n/n🤪🤍💒

mhm. good luck on sunday, charles

sharlie brown 🫀🏎️

Thank you, belle. I will do my best for you❤️

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.august 22, 2024

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Hi belle❤️ If I am being honest, I am nervous for tomorrow and I wish you were here. I hope you are doing alright there. [yn reacted ❤️]

.august 24, 2024

sharlie brown 🫀🏎️

hello ynn! I got P2 in today’s qualifying though I hope I can turn it into a win tomorrow. We miss you here at the paddock

.august 26, 2024

sharlie brown 🫀🏎️

Hello amour❤️ Remained P2 today but unfortunately took Lewis out:/ I’m sure I’ll be getting an earful from the Mercedes fans but it is alright. I miss you and love you

.august 28, 2024

sharlie brown 🫀🏎️

Hello, love! Thank you for the story you posted. I hope you are alright and doing well there. Don’t over work yourself, please. I have just landed in Monza and as usual, the fans are crazy! I wish you were here to feel the love they share for you as well. I miss and love you

.august 31, 2024

sharlie brown🫀🏎️

hi love:) I am quite stressed at the moment since the car engine almost gave in during the last turn. I feel it is my fault… anyways, I do not know if you have been watching. I hope you are doing alright. I love and miss you ❤️

september 1, 2024

sharlie brown 🫀🏎️

P3 today. Disappointed to say the least because if I pushed more I could have won for you.I saw on twitter you are in fashion week already?Do what you love:) ❤️

forgot to say hi… Hi! I love and miss you

y/n/n🤪🤍💒 Don’t blame it on yourself, Charles. You can’t always be perfect or always P1 even if you want to. The most you can do is try your best next time and enjoy. You’re world champion and leading the world champion points now:) Fashion week is stressful but I can manage. Stay safe, Charles. I love you.

september 3, 2024

sharlie brown 🫀🏎️

Hello my love, thank you. I really needed that. I wish I had replied sooner but I have been sleeping a lot.. haha. You will do great, I know you will. I love you, amour and miss you more than you know😘

september 5, 2024

sharlie brown 🫀🏎️

Hello, beautiful! How is France?:)

y/n/n🤪🤍💒

hi charles:) france is good as always

sharlie brown🫀🏎️

Amazing photos! I miss you and love you❤️

september 10, 2024

y/n/n🤪🤍💒

would you mind if i went to baku this week and we talked?

#SOF: thoughts? :)

thank u btw for all the support in this lil series<3

@glow-ish — your tag! lmk if you wanna be tagged in the next part! feel free to also send in messages thru the ask box hehe

[megantheestallion-ismypresident]

hey cutie i couldn’t find the post to look at who you write for but what about some Fanum headcanons? love u 💗💗💗

Fanum Headcannons ☆

● He may look intimidating, but in reality, he's such a lovable guy. He wouldn't even hurt a fly. He treats you with so much respect.

● He may not be the most athletic, but he has a cute face to make up for it. Like out of everyone in the group, he's the finest.

● fanum is very confident, man, so when he first met you, he made the first move on you, and you couldn't help but smile. When he was around, you talked to you. You couldn't help but smile.

● He be giving you nicknames like 'my heart, mama's ma, etc)

● He's a very chill person, sure he likes going out but he likes staying at home being with you and relaxing together.

● He'll have you on his 24/7 like this man is so in love with you he can't help but show you off in front of the whole world.

● He is a very passionate lover, like he has a very good heart, and that's what you like about him.

● You're number 1 fan, if you post yourself on social media, he would comment on it, heart it anything you name it.

● He's overprotective but he not crazy wit it, like of course he'll let you have your freedom, and doesn't control anything you wear, he knows that if a nigga tries to flirt with you, you wouldn't be interested because you got him and only him, but if someone touches you inappropriately he ain't got no problems throwing hands.

●He loves that you are a food lover like him. He isn't really into sharing his food because he greedy, but with him, he'll share his food. This man would take you out to the most fanciest restaurant and let you try the most amazing food.

● He such a gentleman man, because niggas today is trifling but he ain't like that, this man would carry you if you tired, he'll hold doors for you, open the car door so you can get on first.

● This man would spoil you, like he doesn't care, he'll get you whatever you want. Like he provides you anything.

● He'll take you on dates all the time, he'll cook for you, he'll get you flower's.

● He's such a down to earth guy like he is so chill and is very humble.

● He'll never lie to you. He tells you everything. He's like your best friend, y'all be gossiping like y'all in high school .

● Yes, even though he shares his food with specifically you, he still does the fanum tax. The both of y'all do, both of you be stealing food from the other guys in the house, especially kai. He is having the good snacks.

● This man is really good at calming you down. If you were mad, sad, or going through something, he'll be there for you for your mental health. He's very patient and gentle with you.

● Very clingy, he only wants you to be around him 24/7. He always hugged you from behind, cheek kisses.

● I feel like he's the type to get a tatt with your name on it.

● You can never stay mad at fanum wherever fanum does something that's gets you mad. You can never be mad at him because he always makes you laugh and put you in a good mood. "C'mon ma, you know you can't stay mad at me forever." Fanum teases you as he gives you a lot of cheek kisses. You were trying to make him stop, but you couldn't resist as you were smiling.

● He loves to cuddle, he feels so soft and warm, and he smells really good.

● He loves playing video games on his streams he'll have you come play the game with him,but if you didn't know how to play, he'd teach you. He thinks it's so cute when you get frustrated with the game.

● Yo, this man when he speaks Spanish is so fucking sexxy, like when he speaks Spanish it does something to you, he'll say something sweet in Spanish even if you didn't understand.

● Overall, fanum is the best boyfriend you can ever ask for he's such a cutie patootie.

[novy2sirius]

SOCIAL MEDIA FAME NUMEROLOGY

3 - number of comedy and communication similar to gemini energy (one of the best numbers in my personal opinion except they are often gossiped about quite a bit)

ex: mr beast, charli damelio, tana mongeau, keith lee, emma chamberlain, nara smith, trisha paytas, noah beck, hamzah, zoe laverne

7 - number of technology. this is also the number of food so these people tend to blow up more from videos involving food. they also do well as gamers

ex: rheagan coursey, gina lynn (the chick fil a sauce viral vid girl), madeline argy, markiplier, pewdiepie, vinnie hacker, lexi rivera, alex cooper

8 - the number looks like two 3’s put together so these people can be humorous and strong mouth pieces. this is an underrated influential number. it’s also the number of power and money

ex: jake paul, katie ritchie, jake webber, brooke scholfield, druski, baby ariel, sssniperwolf

2/11 - the number of charisma and influence. they tend to get a lot of hate unfortunately

ex: logan paul, ksi, woo wop, ishowspeed, james charles, larray, lele pons, fanum, avani gregg, fannita

13/31 - underrated number of influence similar to 33 except u must work hard for it with this number. these people tend to create trends

ex: tara yummy, kai cenat, alix earle, jeffree star

[queen-of-the-avengers]

Dangerous Liaisons

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.5k

Warnings: angst, prison!loki

Summary: You do your best to make sure the prisoners of the prison you work at get the utmost care that you can give them. The prison gets a new inmate, one that you see yourself connecting with.

Squares Filled: prison au (2021) for @lokibingo

Author’s Note: any and all comments are greatly appreciated <3

x

You leave the prisoner’s cell with a heavy sigh. Most of the time, you like your job because that means you’re healing people but not when they try and kill you, too. This American prison is one of the worst in the country because it houses the worst of the worst, the most dangerous individuals known to man. Your brother often tells you that you should quit and work in the hospital he works at, but you actually like it here as weird as it sounds.

Some of the prisoners are a menace that makes you want to quit your job, but there are other prisoners who think of prison as a rehab and try to get better. They’re still the most dangerous men due to the nature of their crimes, but at least they’re trying to become better.

You’re here to nurse anyone back to health because believe it or not, there are a lot of stabbings that happen here. You do your best to take care of the inmates as much as you can without letting the job affect you that much. Mental health is just as important.

You walk back to your station in the middle of the prison where the other nurses are gossiping. You try not to participate in the gossip especially when it comes to the other inmates, but it’s hard not to when you work so closely with one another.

“What are you two whispering about?” you ask.

“Did you hear? We’re getting another inmate.”

“Really? Aren't we at capacity?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Who is it?” you ask.

Neither women know the answer to that. All they know is that he is probably the worst of the worst, and that’s saying something. It doesn’t take long for the new inmate to get here, and you’re looking out the window for him. A herd of guards walks down the hallway with the new inmate stuck in between them. You gasp when you see the prisoner. You know who that is. You’ve seen him destroy New York while you were safe in your house in another state.

Loki’s chains connect his ankle handcuffs and wrist handcuffs, only allowing him enough room to take a small step forward. He has a metal muzzle on his face, covering just his mouth. He can use magic so they thought putting a muzzle on him was best to keep him from using it. He doesn’t look bothered about being here but maybe he’s really good at hiding his true emotions.

Loki looks at the nurse’s station and locks eyes with you. Even though there is a muzzle over his mouth, you can see the smirk on his face. His eyes are a powerful blue that gives his expressions away. A shiver rolls down your spine from how intense his gaze is. You’ve met and been with men who knew how to take your breath away, but never has someone been able to do that just by looking at you.

Plus, it doesn’t help that he’s extremely good-looking.

From what you can see, he has cuts and bruises on his face from what, you’re not sure. The guards take Loki to the most secure prison cell in the place. The place had been under construction for a while, probably getting Loki’s cell ready. The warden walks into the nurse’s station and approaches you.

“Consider him your new patient.”

“What?”

“I don’t want anyone else but you with him. You’re the best nurse I’ve got on staff, but don’t tell the others,” he jokes.

“Oh...kay,” you say slowly.

“Don’t worry about him hurting you. We have taken extra precautions to ensure everyone’s safety. There are guards in place if the chains fail, but they won’t. Tony Stark made them.”

“Do you need me to do it now?”

Preferably within the hour. We don’t want to give him an excuse to be let out.”

You go as soon as you can just so you can get this out of the way. You don’t know Loki, only what he’s done, but you know more than most that your actions don’t define who you are. Look at some of the prisoners here. They know what they did was wrong and are trying to better themselves for it even though they may never be released from prison.

You gasp when you see Loki chained up like some animal. The muzzle is still on his face and a chain is hooked to the chain connecting his arms and legs. That chain is connected to a hook on the floor so he can’t escape. Loki is a magical being that is over a thousand years old (yes, you did research on him). If he wants out of the chains, he’s getting out. Why isn’t he? Why did they let him take him? The other inmates have free roam in their cells but Loki is chained to the ground.

How is that fair?

You walk up to Loki and look into his blazing blue eyes. They’re like oceans. He looks like he’d be the quiet one even without the muzzle on.

“Hi, my name is Y/N. I’ll be your nurse. I’m here to clean you up and make sure those cuts aren’t going to get infected.” He doesn’t say anything, obviously. “I’ll be by every day to make sure your wounds aren’t infected and to check your vitals to make sure you’re not sick.”

You roll over a table and put your first aid kit on it, pulling out the things you need. You use a cotton swab to clean up the blood around the edges of the wounds before dabbing a paper towel on the wounds gently. He doesn’t seem to be in pain and if he is, he doesn't show it.

“Let me tell you a little bit about me so you’re not uncomfortable with me. I started working here about six years ago. It’s not always the best but I love what I do. My brother who is a doctor wants me to work in his hospital but I don’t think I’d ever leave here. When I’m not working here, I like to do ceramics. I have a kiln at home where I make my own bowls and other little sculptures. I don’t need the money but I like to sell them. People seem to like it.”

Loki has a twinkle in his eyes as he listens to you ramble. You do that when you’re nervous, and he really makes you nervous. You continue to ramble as you clean his wounds, finishing in just over an hour later. You leave his cell and return to the nurse’s station in thought. You did minor research on Loki when he attacked New York, and you set a reminder to do some more when you go home tonight. It doesn’t matter what anyone at this prison has done. No one should be locked up like an animal. Your coworkers don’t share the same views as you, but everyone is entitled to their opinion.

When you return to work the next day, the first prisoner you see is Loki. There are guards located outside of his cell twenty-four-seven but you don’t think Loki will escape… maybe. You walk to his cell but the guards don’t move from their spot. Each prisoner gets an hour of your time each day with the more severe cases getting an extra one. They like Loki to be last so that you can focus on everyone else and not give him special privileges, but there is no way you’re putting his health risks below others.

“Excuse me.”

“We can’t let you enter.”

“What did you just say?”

“The warden said--”

“I don’t care what the warden says. My job is to take care of prisoners with wounds, and Loki has several cuts not only to his face but upper chest. Cuts that if left untreated will get infected causing him to be sick and possibly die. Even if he didn’t have anything physically wrong with him, you have him locked up like some animal so he isn’t getting exercise. His muscles will start to atrophy. Now, do you want me to report that to the warden or do you want to step aside and let me do my damn job?”

Both guards look at each other before stepping away from the door. You lift your nose up and yank the door open before walking inside. Loki looks up when he sees you and almost smiles at the determination on your face. You roll the same first aid cart over to Loki and remove the bandages to check on his wounds.

“Oh, don’t look at me like that. What was I supposed to say to them? It’s not right how they’re treating you.” You grab more cotton swabs and wipe away the leakage that’s expected to come from the wounds. “Anyhow, aren’t Gods supposed to self-heal?” You pause. “That’s what I hear you are. You and Thor. Gods. Norse Gods, actually. Sorry, I ramble when I’m nervous. You make me nervous.”

You grab the stitches to stitch two wounds together since they are deep enough to leave a scar if not properly healed.

“I read about you when I got home last night like some stalker fangirl.” Your eyes widen. “Which I’m not, by the way. I just… I saw what you did to New York on TV. I know what you did in Germany.” His eyes grow sad. “Don’t worry, I don’t think you’re as bad as they say you are. We all make mistakes, right?”

Of course, he doesn’t answer. You take your time in stitching up the two wounds before cleaning the rest of them and putting bandages back on them. Next, you check to make sure the restraints aren’t on too tight because you’d hate if you were the one being restrained and it was uncomfortable.

“Are you uncomfortable?” you ask. He shakes his head in response. “Have they brought you any food?” Another shake. “Are you hungry?” This time, he nods. “Okay, I’ll be right back with something to eat. Any preferences?”

Your joke makes the edges of his eyes crinkle. He’s smiling underneath his muzzle. That’s a good sign, you think. You leave and head to the cafeteria to get a tray of food for him. You sneak in one or two extra items just because you’re feeling generous. The door to the kitchen slams open and the warden walks in with fire in his eyes.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“No, what do you think you’re doing? Are you keeping food from Loki? He deserves to eat.”

“A monster like him doesn’t deserve that. Plus, he’s not even human.”

“If he doesn’t eat, he’ll die,” you glare.

The warden shrugs as if that doesn’t bother him. He looks at the tray in your hands before leaving. You roll your eyes and continue filing the tray until you have more than enough for him. The guards don’t give you any trouble when you return back to Loki’s cell. He looks up and sees the food. He has to admit, he is hungry but he doesn’t think he’d accept any food if it didn’t come from you. You two have only known each other for less than two days but he feels a sort of connection with you that he has never made with a human.

You roll the first aid cart over to you and clear off the top before putting the tray there. With both hands free, you reach up and touch the clasp of the muzzle.

“I’m going to take this off now. I don’t think it’s right that they have this on you like some kind of animal.”

You remove the muzzle but Loki still doesn’t say anything. Since his hands are chained, you have to feed him but he doesn’t seem to mind. You take your time and ramble on about the different sculptures you’ve made, momentarily forgetting where you are.

“I’m not gonna put this back on,” you say about the muzzle once Loki has finished everything you brought to him. “Like I said. I don’t think it’s right.” With the muzzle off, you can see the hint of a smile on his face. Loki shifts and you look at the restraints on him. “Don’t tell anyone, but I’m going to loosen your restraints just a little. They look tight.” You use the master key and loosen his restraints, allowing him some more room to stand properly and move about. “Is that better?” He nods. “I’ll be back later with more food and to check to see how you’re doing.”

You take the empty tray and leave his cell. You spend more time checking on the other prisoners than you’d like only because two of them got into a stabbing match in the courtyard. After you get done with them, you go back to the nurse’s station to grab some snacks from your lunch box. It’s better than eating that slop in the cafeteria.

You’re the last one left in the nurse’s station since all the others have gone home for the day. You have more patients than the others because most of them request you to fix them. It doesn’t matter what someone did, you’ll treat them the same way you treat everyone else. It’s better for your conscious.

All of a sudden, the lights go out in the station only for bright red lights to replace them. Alarms echo down the hallway, and most of the prisoners become erratic from the sound. Someone has escaped. They only put those alarms out when someone has escaped from their cell. It better not be Jacobson. He has a habit of finding new ways to piss off the warden.

You continue putting food on the tray when you feel a breeze a your back. The door is open. You look up and see a figure standing behind you through the reflection on the window. That’s not Jacobson. For one, he’s a very lanky short man. The man behind you is tall… very tall. You’re frozen in fear because you have no idea who is behind you. If he wanted to, he could kill you without a second thought.

“Hello, darling.” The man steps underneath the red light and you see those piercing blue eyes. You turn to face Loki as he walks closer to you. His voice is much deeper than you thought it’d be… much more raspy. You must have loosened the restraints too much. He reaches out to you and tucks your hair behind your ear. “Don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you.”

“I’m not scared,” you say truthfully.

“Good girl,” he grins. “I wish I could stay but I have somewhere I need to be. Believe me when I say I’ll be back.”

He leans in and presses a gentle kiss to your cheek. Just like that, he’s gone. You believe him when he says he’ll be back. Funny thing is, you’re kind of looking forward to it.

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Something, something, part II about Ninja Team headcanons! Part I here

Lloyd

• He knows things he shouldn't know. Spending a good part of your life at Darkleys does that to you. That was a school for future gang leaders, psychopaths and other types of crazy people. You can't tell me that at no point in his life did he learn how to dismember someone by the right way.

• He memorized all the names of all Starfare volumes and sagas. He's a complete nerd about these comics. And it's worse when he and Jay are together.

• Sometimes, he goes out with Nya, Pixal and Skylor just to gossip. These four together talk about everything and everyone that exists in the world.

• Even during the few times of peace in Ninjago, he suffers from insomnia. Often because of nightmares and some night terrors, but also because of his genetics. Both the Oni side and the Dragon side are more nocturnal. So he often stayed up all night just because he wasn't really tired and managed to stay that way until dawn.

• Sometimes he finds himself thinking about Akita. Missing her. Those few days with the wolf girl had affected him. As much as Lloyd tries to deny it, it was better than with Harumi, in more ways than one.

• He loves sweets, but not just any kind of sweets. He likes those that are sweet and at the same time refreshing. Because this way he doesn't get sick and can eat more.

• After the battle against the Oni, he often thinks about the "dream" he had about his Grandfather. He told Master Wu once, but he just smiled and said it was a dream.

• He is extremely protective of his family. Brothers, sisters, uncle, children... You will never lay a finger on any of them and leave in Punishment if the DragOni is around.

• Being the Green Ninja and the guy who is on the front line in both defense and attack, he is very precise with his powers and strikes. One stumble and things could turn out to be fatal.

• At some point, he developed Wu's tea addiction and Garmadon's plant worship. This runs in the family and is completely inevitable.

Nya

• Her eyes were brown, exactly the color of wood, like her father's. But after spending a year as part of the ocean, Nya's eyes changed, now having prominent blue-gray spots on the irises. At some point they returned more to brown, but whenever she uses her powers on a large scale, her eyes return to the blue.

• She's better than Kai at making weapons. Swords, axes, clubs, arrows... She always had a lot of free time in her childhood and early teens, and while Kai was busy being a ninja, she had all the time in the world to practice making weapons.

• After she was brought back from the endless sea, for a long time she had these bouts of overpowering. Most of the time this manifested itself in her physical form, with the ends of her hair randomly turning blue and floating as if she were underwater. She also remained with the marks of the transformation, but this has faded over time, almost like a really old scar, you won't notice it unless you're paying close attention.

• She is equally impulsive and the voice of reason. She will think at least 20 times to make sure the punch she will hit you and break your nose.

• Don't be fooled, even though she is usually very calm and is part of the voice of reason trio Zane and Pixal are the other members, Nya can be extremely jealous. She is related to Kai and was raised by him, so she ended up getting this overprotective and jealous instinct. Jay and Lloyd are the main targets of this instinct, because they are her Yin and her little brother. Although she often tries to hide it or not care, she will always end up being somewhat possessive of her loved ones.

• She can still hear the voice of the ocean, more specifically, Nyad. But this time they're not calling out to her, they're congratulating her on finding what she lost.

• She is a master of Aikido, I just think it's matches with her, being the Water Ninja, she long ago learned to go with the flow of the fight. Water never takes you where you want to go, you are the one carried by the force of its flow. Some time later, she trained Lloyd in this style.

• The amount of times she called Kai "dad" as a child is insane. She used to call him that in the most mundane tasks that used to remind her of Ray. Kai held back crying every time that she called him that.

• She was never a heavy sleeper, always having difficulty for fall sleeping and often waking up in the middle of the night. This only got better after she started living at the Monastery, as she felt that so much Kai and she were safer.

• She has a collection of weapons. Swords and spears are what she collects most, she keeps most of them hidden in Samurai X's cave, but there are also some in her room, for emergency purposes and also because she thinks it makes the decor look cool.

Zane

• I got this from some post, but I don't remember who the author was He talks in his sleep. At some point in his life some parts of the voice control were damaged and even after Nya and Jay took a look he continued talking in his sleep. He just can't stop. The worst is on nights when he has nightmares, as he begins not only to scream, but to narrate the dream, right down to the noises in the scene.

• Every time he gets very nervous he starts to freeze himself or the people and things around him. He tends to distance himself when this happens, as he prefers to freeze his own circuits than the people he loves.

• Sometimes he refuses to sleep, not for any worrying reason, but because he wants to do some tasks that he couldn't do while it was daylight. Washing the dishes, sweeping the training yard, putting the clothes to wash... Any household chore that he didn't do due to some unforeseen circumstances, he does at night.

• Whenever he hears an unfamiliar term or slang, he tends to do a quick search. If he doesn't find the meaning, he will ask Jay or Kai later, since they are the two who most spend time online.

• The Ice Emperor episode left him with a lot of trauma as well as some survivor's guilt. Zane never stopped to think that he could actually kill frozen people or commit genocide if his 1s and 0s weren't actually aligned correctly. He never forgave himself and started using his powers less.

• Birds are his favorite animals, of course. But there's one thing no one knows: He can't decide between the hawk or the snowy owl as his favorite kind of bird.

• He has a mental list of all the food preferences of all his ninjas and other friends.

• In the hottest summers, the ninjas fight to spend time with Zane, as he is a walking air conditioner. He finds this particularly funny and always laughs when they start arguing with each other.

• He and Pixal often play board games and experiment human things.

• Before discovering he was a Nindroid, Zane often did non-human things that others found strange. One time, when it was just him, Cole and Jay, they went out on a little scouting mission, and in the middle of the whole thing they ran into some highwaymen who they ended up fighting, and in the middle of the fight, Zane hit his head on a rock, and while Jay and Cole were in complete panic Zane was confused because he didn't feel hurt. The next few days were filled with worry and jokes about Zane being a blockhead.

[thoughtsforsoob]

Txt as your little brother?

a/n: hello! i do not have any little siblings (let alone any siblings) so this may not be 100% accurate. I do know a lot of people with siblings though and i've had a lot of cousins my whole life :) hopefully this will be enjoyable :D please feel free to request anytime! inbox is always open for requests and ideas!

tags: f!reader

yeonjun

he admires his older sister and want's to be just like her, even well into his teen years

he has his little group of friends that he's had since pre-school and once they all get older, some of them start to hit on his sister and he tf flips out!

"hey! no one talks to my sister! just imagaine it as dating me...the same DNA!"

they all gag and despite the gross image, they do not stop hitting on you until they have all found relationships

he is used to you driving him around but as soon as he gets his license, he takes you everywhere!

he even lies for you when your parents ask where you are.

he'll open the door for you at night and even better, he will go pick you up from whever you went that night.

goes all out on chrismas and birthday gifts because his sister is amazing and deserves the best

soobin

sweetest older brother in the whole world

he is always watching over you to make sure you are okay but he knows when to bud out of something

he is the type of brother that would drive you around and if you insist on driving, he is holding on for dear life to persude you to let him take over the wheel

he always seems to come home with something for you. food, clothes, skin care, candy...

he buys you a lot of your skin care and he always takes you shopping! what a great brother

he is also always down for a late night skin care sesh where you both gossip about drama at school and work and eat a ton of junk food

omg he is type to take care of you when you're sick too

he's your older brother so no matter how old you are or where you are, he is always going to take care of his baby sister.

beomgyu

he is the brother that comes into your rooms, throws something at you, turns off the light and leaves...without closing the door

so so annoying

his main goal in life is to torment you! he does not take this job lightly at all

he is very fun to go places with

when you both were younger, you'd play hide and seek in the store and if you both got caught, you'd both giggle while your mom scolds you.

you two would also hide in the middle of the circular clothing racks and jump out to scare each other and your mom

needless to say, you both are always in trouble but it's okay because you keep each other company when you're grounded

you both were the type to make up songs, games, or performances as kids

you both also get into lots of trouble at school together

as adults, he becomes your partner in crime and you go out everywhere together

taehyun

taehyun is the type of sibling to pretend he does not care about you. like, "oh my sister? idk i don't care what she's doing."

news flash, he does care

he shoes he cares in the most lowkey ways ever

if he knows your mom isn't going to make dinner because she's going out with dad, he will take you out to get food or he will make you whatever you want to eat.

he's also really comforting, which is suprising to those who do not know him much

when your first s/o breaks up with you...all hell breaks loose

he barges into your room with sweets you like he lets you tell him everything...

god forbid you tell him who this person is...he will ask around with your friends until he finds out where they live and he will eggs their house or some shit

he also let's you have full access to his clothes since he knows you like his clothes

he does get annoyed when suddenly all of his t-shirts are missing but he could never stay mad at you

huening kai

being a group of 4 siblings was quite chaotic but you and kai seemed the have a different connect bc .... ya'll were twins

you both grew up wearing matching clothes, practicing the same instrument, and singing.

of course, you and your sisters connected well but you and kai, again, had a little bit of a deeper connection

he comes straight to your room after school and starts to spill all of the gossip about what happened to his friends and him that day

he is the type of brother is also be very caring of not just you, but all three of his beautiful sisters!

buys expensive birthday gifts once he get's his first job and he loves when you three use your gifts

when it comes to dating, he is opposite of yeonjun in the sense that he would rather you date one of his friends

he knows them well and he knows that they are less likely to hurt you

(heheh he loves seeing you and his best friend soobin as a couple. he def gives the "if you hurt her, ill castrate you" talk).

[captainpulisic]

don't want to keep secrets just to keep you - m. mount

thank you so much for all the support in the last fic, it really meant a lot! :) gif credits to owner word count : 1.9 k

relationships can be tricky. they’re complicated enough on their own, but when one of them is a famous athlete, it’s ten times worse. it’s ten times more scrutinizing. mason was no stranger to this. he knew the struggle of trying to navigate a relationship while in the spotlight is what had caused his previous ones to end, most of the time anyway.

before, you’d had the privilege of watching each of these breakups from the sidelines. alongside the general public, you saw the invasive tabloid shots and the weekly cheating scandal headlines. unlike the general public, being masons friend gave you the inside scoop of how frustrating it was to have these flings blow up before they could turn into something serious. 

but now, after years of you both denying your feelings for each other, you were finally together. and mason was going to make sure this didn’t end up like his previous romances had, you were far too important for him to lose. you were special, permanent. home. thus, you made the mutual decision to keep it a secret from the world and even your friends. it was just the wisest choice while you both learned how to handle your relationship being a topic lots of people would have opinions on.

you two had always been attached at the hip, so no one grew suspicious when your allotted hang outs grew more frequent. you were both affectionate people, so no one raised an eyebrow when you had to be touching in some way. it was a known fact that you both had been hurt in past relationships so no one questioned why you both weren’t rushing to go on dates with other people. it was all perfectly normal.

it had been infuriating having to refrain from kissing each other silly in front of others. it had been annoying having to keep sneaking over to each other's houses, making sure no one saw- especially since mason always had some mates around at his place. worst of all, it had been tiresome having to keep up this ruse in front of your friends and everyone else (mason wanted the world to know he was the one guy lucky enough to call you his own. you wanted to shout from the roofs how much space mase took up in your heart- all of it). you felt horrible lying to your loved ones, but the guilt went down a smidge when you remembered why you were doing it. when you remembered how quick things went to shit in his past relationships.

you two were about to hit the seven month mark on your relationship- setting aside the previous 4 years of friendship and a “will they, won’ they?” debate amongst your friend group. you pondered about how nothing would really change if you let your friends in on the truth, if anything they’d be relieved you finally got together. it was the people outside of your circle that worried you. you knew you’d become the main discussion in sleazy gossip magazines and new rumors about the pair of you would roll out every day. no, you didn’t want to put each other through that. you’d do it when the time was right.

“do you ever feel bad lying to the boys?”

it had been a sunny morning in london, quite unusual and quite nice. having spent the night at masons, you both woke up still in your love bubble from the previous night. standing in the kitchen, you were in charge of mixing the blueberries into the pancake batter, while he was on ‘flipping them before they burn’ duty (and he was at a 75 percent success rate). 

“not really.” mason shrugged, “if i tell ben, he’ll tell conor, who’ll tell kai, who’ll tell christian, who’ll tell reece, and soon enough potter will be trying to give me dating advice. now that’s really the last thing I need. ”

you couldn’t help but laugh at that, carrying your pancake-stacked plates to the living room. after settling on which show to watch, you nestled into his side and began eating and conversing. the tv served as more of some background noise, while you basked in each others presence and caught up on life. between his training and your studies (and all then sneaking around), you’ve hardly had the time to just be together. 

“we should do something today, a boyfriend-girlfriend thing.” you mused. 

“a boyfriend-girlfriend thing?” 

“yeah do something a normal boyfriend and girlfriend would do. every time we try, we do it ‘as friends’ or invite someone else along with us. remember how every sunday afternoon we used to go to the park and eat ice cream and just talk?” 

“yeah because we were just friends, it was the only time we could really talk.” mason wondered aloud, “though it has been a while, why’d we stop doing that?”  

“because we got busy doing each other.”

he snorted at that, “we could go later but honestly, im proper tired and want to stay like this a bit longer.”

“see! we’ve gotten too lazy! we opt out of a ten minute walk to the park just to stay laid up on the sofa.”

“but it’s because you look so pretty like this, you have to understand that.” mason pouts, pulling you into his lap and resting his head on your shoulder. he’s not lying, he really does think you look the prettiest when you’ve just woken up and have the sunshine hitting your face. what a view, he thinks. he’s already pulling out his phone before his mind can process what he’s doing. he just has to add this moment into the ever growing collection of pictures he has of you.

he had planned to press a kiss to your cheek but you’d had the same idea. at the last second, with both of your heads turning and no communication, the picture ends up being a blurry selfie of kissing the corner of each others lips. 

“send it to me? please?” you aim for a kiss again, this time on his stubbled jaw. you think its the cutest photo. it perfectly encapsulates how blissfully happy you are in these mundane scenarios. 

“mhm.” mason begins to absentmindedly tap on his phone, too busy enjoying the trail of kisses you're leaving on his face. suddenly, you feel his fingers freeze on the screen and his body tense up.

“everything okay, love?” one last kiss is placed right under his ear.

“well I definitely sent it to you.” you notice his cheeks are now turning an alarming shade of red.

“mase?” he gives no answer, eyes still glued to the screen and fingers still hovering over it. you reach for your own phone that had been discarded on the coffee table. 

well shit shit shit. yeah, he had definitely sent it to you. and to ben and christian and kai and reece and thiago and conor and kepa and every other person in your 30 member group chat that had been made to plan a surprise birthday party a few weeks ago.

“mason mount! what the hell did you just do?” your body began to tense up just as he had.

“I don't know! I saw your name and just clicked on the chat. I didn’t know it was the bloody group one! this is all your fault!”

“mine?” this causes you to snap your eyes to him. the nerve of this man, you swear.

“yes, yours! this wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t been kissing me. you know what it does to me, you know i'm weak to your seductions.” he adds an accusatory finger point for good measure. 

before you can bite back, the photo on your screen captures your attention again. it’s all over, you mourn in your head. our peaceful little bubble has popped. 

now mason feels like absolute shit, watching you stare at the phone in your hands. as if you’re staring into the void, looking at the picture you can't unsend. he kisses your bare shoulder, “i’m sorry, baby. they might not even check the chat-”

“we all check our messages,” bens voice cuts through, as him and kai walk through the doorway. “baby.”

you hide your face in the crook of masons neck, too embarrassed to exchange pleasantries. you try to bury yourself deeper into his side when you hear their snickers grow louder and an abundance of kissing noises. 

“so we have some news for you guys.” mason sheepishly laughs.

“and we’re really, really sorry we didn’t tell anyone before.” you mumble from your self-exiled hiding spot.

“don’t be sorry, you just helped me win £200 from conor.” ben pats your arm as he takes a seat next to you guys. 

“you were betting on us?” mason scoffs.

“conor was betting against us?” you ask, incredulously. 

“no,” kai responds in a heartbeat. “he just thought it’d take another six months for mason to man up and finally tell you. you know, so we don’t have to hear him talk about how “amazing” you are the entirety of training.”

you turn your face to look at mason as kai does the finger quotes when he says “amazing”, who is now blushing harder than before. just because he tells everyone that you’re the best person he knows doesn’t mean you have to know, too. 

“yeah okay, don't flatter yourself.” he mumbles, squeezing your chin.

“I can't believe they know now.” you whisper-laugh at mason, not having gotten up from his lap through this all. “how am i supposed to act like i’m too cool for you when we all hang out?”

“oh, cmon!” ben snorts. “like we never notice how you disappear together at the end of every night.”

you and mason share a look. “we didn’t realize you’d all seen that.”

“yeah, well we’ve seen it all.” kai grimaces. “including what you did in the locker room last week.”

-

a week had come and gone, questions had been asked from all your friends. when and how this relationship had started, had been established. the sexual questions had been asked and answered with a “fuck off” from mason. as shy as you had been, you were ready to go out and hang out with everyone, as a couple. yes, you’d been doing that for the past few months but no one had really known. 

now it was okay for you two to be next to each other and touching at all times (as if you hadn’t done that already). now everyone knew you were sitting on his lap and whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears, not just as really good friends, but as a lovesick couple. now it was funny to flip everyone off when they had booed because you and mason had shared a brief kiss, once or twice or nine times. 

“will you get mad if I say that i’m happy we told them?”

“we?” you lightly hit his chest. “you and your horrible attention span told them.”

“and? you still love me, anyways.”

“I tolerate you at best, mount.”

one kiss to your cheek. another kiss to the other cheek. a kiss on your nose. one more on your chin. two kisses on your cheeks again. and by the time his lips met yours, you knew you’d like to spend forever like this. 

“don’t take this the wrong way, guys. we’re really happy for you but if you’re going to be like this all night, you’re not allowed to sit together anymore.”

[manzaza]

i made a perirep college au bc it was 100% necessary (first fic here )

ANYWAYS “college bitterness” goes with the idea that peri was in fact a perfect child but secretly INCREDIBLY arrogant and petty behind closed doors, and college only ramped up this issue (yay) !!

of course, irep was always there for him, and due to his high level popularity, peri managed to drag a anti-fairy into a university for the first time ever (yay irep) !!

more info down below !!

peri is a college superstar! praised for his natural-born skill to pass in flying colors in just about any category. he’s practically perfect (he is, just be for real). in the eyes of the public, he could do no wrong. literally. absolutely no wrong. he even invited his own anti-fairy to the university and the public praised him. despite that perfectionist energy radiating off him, peri is actually very bitter underneath the cheerful persona. if there is any flaw or negative aspect about a person, peri will discover it. he wouldn’t consider himself a gossiper, but he does love telling irep about every little thing. he knows he’s better than everyone, it’s basically engraved in his character, but he wouldn’t just show or tell the public that!

…irep might be the only one to get a pass to that side of him.

as for the infamous being, in typical anti-fairy fashion, irep is a college FAILURE. it mostly stems from the fact that he does not care about college whatsoever (there are a few classes he does tolerate but the teachers really REALLY don’t tolerate him), but also the main reason he finds himself being the first anti-fairy at college is all peri’s fault. the fairy dragged him to the university as a way to welcome the next in line to college, which irep reluctantly agreed to for whatever reason (he wouldn’t call it love it couldn’t be love no never). he will admit, he enjoys hearing peri rant on and on about the people there. knowing there was such an arrogant side to the fairy kept him tied to the university, as a way to keep tabs on everything going on (and maybe a little bit of love mixed in, but also hate he still really really hated peri).

what could go wrong? (a lot. a lot probably goes wrong idk i’m not even done with the second fic).

i will probably post more updates on tumblr bc it’s hard putting so much info into an ao3 fic but then also wanting to elaborate more but not wantibg to do so in the fic so tumblr it is (yay !!)

anyways few more doodles kay byeee <3

[illusion-of-sea-axes]

How would the other ninja + Master Wu react to see Kai as an Anacondrai?

(CW I drew some partially topless Kai in this. Also. This got way longer than I thought it would)

Well they don't really have a whole lotta time to process that initially. The first time everyone sees it is when Kai shows up on his elemental dragon with Skylor and then they immediately head off to Ninjago to stop Chen. There's time to talk on the dragon ride over the ocean and the brief stops at the underground HQ.

I feel like there'd be much more of a reaction to the Mark of the Anacondrai itself, because it amplifies Kai's betrayal. Him having it suggests he's turned not just to Chen's side, but also joined the Anacondrai cult as well. This would probably mean Nya and Garmadon don't automatically realize "oh he's playing a longer con" even after he winks at them in the snake pit. (It also means Sensei Garmadon sees another parallel with himself and Kai later on, in that they both took on the marks and then later turned on Chen)

I figure that Chen would relish in that and would actively have Kai show off the Mark. So, all the masters see Kai's mark when they interrupt the Ceremony. He has to explain himself to them very quickly after the Ceremony fight to avoid getting attacked (especially if any of them saw him going bonkers with Chen's Staff)

(I do think it'd be fun though if the guards at the factory gossiped about one of the Elemental Masters getting the Mark of the Anacondrai, though, so that the imprisoned masters are all suddenly worried that one of the few left in the fight have switched sides)

Jay would probably make a joke about Kai's new ink, Cole would point out how dangerous his plan was once he hears about it, and Zane would agree. Zane also ices the tattoo to help with the pain and swelling, even if its not as effective after, like, however long he's had it (timeline is iffy but it's not more than like three days I think).

(If you wanna keep the angst going, too, the fact that Kai essentially goes missing while searching for Skylor would probably bring up some doubts in the other masters, and maybe even his own team, about whether he could still be pulled onto Chen's side -especially with Skylor as a possible bargaining chip- at that point.)

Once Kai's been turned into an Anacondrai though, not a whole lot changes. Jay's initial reaction is also jokes because... what else are you supposed to say to your friend who has turned into a snake man? Cole is probably the one to prompt him to try and play with the invisibility ability cause That's a Cool Power, Dude. Generally looking on the upside with it. Zane's got a little bit of scientific interest in the whole transformation.

Lloyd just. Doesn't fully process it. He does promise Kai immediately though that they'll turn him back to normal (because its Lloyd. He feels responsible for his big brother being in this situation even though he shouldn't). He's genuinely relieved when they start turning back when the spell begins to wear off.

Kai does not like Lloyd putting responsibility on turning him back on himself, especially cause Kai betrayed and still definitely feels bad about it and the act he had to put on for it to work.

The Ninja all do pay close attention, though, because they're obviously worried about Kai's well being, but also... What if Kai likes being an Anacondrai (once he adjusts to fighting like one)? What if he wants to stay that way? What if Kai's turning to Chen's side wasn't entirely fake?

Kai sticks close to Skylor during their time as Anacondrai as much as possible because he's kinda freaked out by himself and doesn't want everyone to keep looking at him like.... well, like he's turned into a snake man.

Wu doesn't have any notable reaction to Garmadon as an Anacondrai, but I feel like he'd be very confused and a little freaked out on why one of his students is also one now. He gives Kai a very disapproving look when he learns how it happened because that was incredibly dangerous Kai. He doesn't really scold him though cause 1. Not the time. 2. Kai's plan worked. 3. No one knew that the mark would turn him into a snake.

Also, you didn't mention the folks at Kryptarium, but they almost definitely poke fun at Kai for being a snake now when they recognize him. Pythor finds it very funny that one of the Ninja is now a snake.

The worst reaction to Kai's Anacondrai form is definitely when they land in Ninjago City and people start freaking out because there are Serpentine on a Dragon made of Fire.

[heyhihellosworld]

𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗺𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀

Mason Mount x reader

Word count: 1.5k

Summary: A soft evening at Christmas times with Mason

Warnings: Fluff! Like sickly sweet, almost annoyed myself whilst writing it

Notes: Just a lil Christmas imagine ❤ Not been writing a lot recently because there has been a lot now before holidays. Also Merry Christmas to all who celebrate! It's not the best but I wanted to post something so I tried to do something easy. Maybe a lil cheesy but anyway🤫

"What do you wanna do?" he questioned, head tilted back to look at you as you stood behind the sofa he was sat on. Your hands resting on either side of his head as you smiled down at him.

"I don't know, what do you wanna do?" you hummed.

Mason huffed at your returned question furrowing his eyebrows at you

"I asked you so you choose"

"Mason" you laughed, threading your hands through his hair, his frown turning into a content smile as you did, nails gently scratching over his skull.

"Well okay then" you huffed jokingly, tugging a little on his hair

"What about going to the store to buy snacks, order pizza and watch Christmas movies?" you hummed, mirroring his adoring smile that lit up his face at the suggestion.

It was already fairly late, Mason had been on an evening training, the last before three days of Christmas break until the prem started again.

"Sounds lovely" he beamed, quickly standing up to get ready.

You'd decided to walk since he lived really close to the store and it felt better than taking the car. Walking hand in hand as he filled you in on the latest gossip in the team, talking about Kai and Sophia who wanted to meet up and a recent call with Timo and before you knew it you were in the store, Mason hooking onto a basket whilst holding your hand tight in the other.

He usually never shopped himself, rarely had anything bought but since you and him had started to date and you'd spent more and more time at his place you'd required some stuff for the fridge, rather cooking in than ordering out.

"No please no, we always have gummy bears" Mason groaned making you pout as you flashed him the huge bag you'd found. "But I want them" you whined, blinking up at him as innocently as you could.

"I want something else" he grunted stubbornly, your eyes rolled, throwing the big bag in the basket on Mason's arm which made him whine in response.

"Just pick up whatever you want too, I want more anyways stop being whiny" you huffed, flicking his forehead with your forefinger and even though he tried to hide his smile with a fake frown the smile soon broke out on his face regardless making you snicker.

"Sod off"

Laughter spilled out of you at his childish pout. "Awh poor baby, do you need to pay for an extra bag of candy?" you mocked, squeezing the material of his hoodie "What, why am I paying for your disgusting candies"

"Because I don't have my wallet" you deadpanned, his face gaining a fake sour look.

"I'll pay for pizza" you quickly promised, kissing his cheek lovingly but he only chuckled, wrapping his arm around your waist, kissing the side of your head "No you wont, I think I can handle it"

"Shut up and let me pay for pizza or I won't get my disgusting candies" you halfheartedly threatened, knowing that he would never let you put the bag back now. Your words caused his eyes to roll. "My gosh, fine" he muttered but you knew he would still put up a fight when the moment was in to pay but you had at least won the fight for the moment.

You searched the candy isles, Mason picking up crisps and two more bags of candy before making your way to the register.

"Oooh look they have polka" you gushed, your eyes widened as you eyed the candy "Oh and Mint chocolate"

You were too distracted eyeing the candy to notice Mason looking at you in complete adoration, a loving smile on his face as you walked closer to the shelf.

"Alright, are we done?" You mumbled after letting the candy go with your eyes, turning to Mason who nodded "You not gonna get any?"

"Nah I already got my candy" you smiled, patting his shoulder as you walked to the drinks, picking out two Christmas beers and Christmas soda not noticing Mason taking one of each of the candy into the basket.

When you walked out of the store it was snowing, big flakes wirling around in the darkness.

You walked in silence for a while, just observing the beautiful surroundings, pointing out stuff to each other.

When you'd made your way up the hill and outside the house you dropped your bags stepping out in the snow of the garden.

"What are you doing?" Mason laughed as he looked at you, standing with your face bent up towards the sky, tongue poking out "I'm trying to catch the snowflakes" you exclaimed like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh wow, of course" Mason snickered ironically, following your example, sticking his tongue out towards the sky.

"I caught one!" he cheered, showing you the small flake on his tongue before it melted away. You laughed with him as you straightened up, turning to face him with a bright smile on your face

His smile reflected in his eyes, hands wrapping around your body as he brought you closer to him

"I love you" you hummed, staring into his brown warm eyes.

His lips meet yours sweetly and lovingly, no rush and no passionate heat just pure love and intimacy making your whole body melt despite the cold that sippered through the wetness in your jumper.

"I love you" he mumbled as you let go for a second, lips still brushing the others. "But you're shaking, should we go inside?" he grinned a pout making it's up to your face

"Fine but only because I'm freezing cold" you gave in, feeling the coldness get to you

"but first I wanna make snow-angles" you beamed, Mason laughed but laid down next to you in the snow as you started to create an angel print in the snow before rushing up. Shaking by the cold and you both quickly picked up your shopping bags before laughing running into the house.

After a relaxing hot shower together you got changed, stealing one of Mason's many hoodies and your warm sweats plus fluffy socks. When you walked downstairs Mason was already in the kitchen sweatpants and hoodie on while he worked on your evening snacks. Hot cocoa on the stove and in the making of pouring all of your now many snacks into bowls.

"Ah there you are" Mason smiled, looking over his shoulder as you sauntered into the kitchen, wrapping your arms around his waist, looking under his arm to watch what he was doing.

"What, when did you take that candy?" you giggled as you saw the chocolate and polka you had eyes before, grinning up at your boyfriend who feigned innocent.

"I don't know, they must've just... jumped into the basket"

"I love you" you laughed, pecking his chin and the skin you could reach from the awkward position.

"I already ordered Pizza, I ordered the regular hope that was okay" he smiled, kissing the top of your head before you stepped away slightly. "Mason" you whined, pinching his side stubbornly

"What?!" He exclaimed, jumping further from you "I was supposed to pay!"

"Oh yeah, sorry I forgot" he mused but his smile said something else. "You always say that and it's always a lie"

"I don't see the big deal honey, I pay, I have money and you can spend your money on something better"

You let out a huff off annoyance but you couldn't be too annoyed at him when he looked at you the way he did. "Fine but I will pay some day!" you declared as he laughed, walking to gather the pizzas. "Sure you will love"

You settled in the couch, resting alongside Mason, cuddled up under one of your massive blankets.

"What movie do you wanna watch?" you asked him but he only shrugged "I don't know"

"Love actually or the Polarexpress" you decided making him chuckle pouting his lips in a thinking manner

"What about both?"

You beamed up at him, settling on to begin with Love Actually since it was on the front page. One of his arms was around you, holding you close whilst the other one was used to shovel pizza and candy into his mouth.

It felt nice to just be cuddled up, chatting alongside the movie and just enjoying a very calm and still night in. Mason couldn't tell the last time he'd had such a calm nice night. If he didn't travel, have games or late training he was obliged to visit family or go out with friends, times like these were rare and maybe that's why you both were so grateful for it.

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

"A lot of papers/publications are also turning to AI to write their articles. It’s entirely possible some of the sloppier stories were written by, or augmented with, ChatGPT."

I've come to think that 'Royal Expert/ reporter' Tom Quinn is actually an AI ChatGPT that's been programmed with all the Wales vs Sussex books that came out from 2020 - 2023 with a side dish of Charles/ EIIR and each new book released is fed to it so that it remains current. 

Here is why.

'Tom Quinn' suddenly arrived on the royal scene with 2 juicy books in 2015 - Backstairs Billy about QM's favourite/ most powerful household staffer and 2016 - Mrs Keppel about Camilla's great - great grandmother who was favourite mistress to Edward 7.

Yet 'Tom Quinn' didn't do any press for these books which were fairly reviewed and sold very well at the time. A nondescript headshot was released to the public, and it hasn't changed since 2015.

He pivoted to a book about Gerald Grosvenor, 6th Duke of Westminster - same MO as before, except this time book bombed.

Then he pops up in 2020 with a book called Kensington Palace filled with every palace gossip story that's already known and or covered by many biographers/ news articles of the 80s, 90s, 00s and 2010s. Still no press tour. 

And now 'Tom Quinn' gives almost daily thoughts to the Express or Mirror newspapers quotes about the inner workings of the royals at KP/ BP and Montecito written in manner that implies a closeness to the subjects that would make Richard Kay weep.

Yet, all other royal reporters/ experts are giving interviews, podcasts, writing articles, press tours for their books, rent - a - quotes to any media outlet that will have then, but we've never ever seen 'Tom Quinn' except for that headshot photo from 2015. No one knows what he sounds like, his background and hasn't appeared anywhere at all.  

[twilightmalachite]

Yuuta Aoi - Budding Season

Author: Yuumasu

Characters: Yuuta, Rinne, HiMERU, Kohaku

Translator: Mika Enstars

"(I-Ignore him, ignore him…! If I react, I lose!)"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Winter

Location: CosPro Office (Conference Area)

Yuuta: (Yaaay, I got some super-spicy rice crackers from someone at the agency!)

(Thanks for the mea~l. *chew chew*)

(Ah~, delicious! This tingling sensation that lingers on the tongue is just the best…☆)

(Since we’ve advertised ourselves as “the older brother who likes sweet food” and “the younger brother who likes spicy food” to emphasize our twin characters…)

(Those around us can tell us apart, and I don’t have any problem getting spicy food these days~.)

(I get told things like “It was a gift from a business partner, so I saved it for you, Yuuta-san” and “I saw this during a business trip, so I bought it for you”…)

(I’m so glad I’ve been using my love for spicy food as my appeal…☆)

(I’ll have to remember to mention that in my in my interview with the idol magazine today. ♪)

(…I have a lot of solo work tomorrow, too. I’ve gotten a sudden increase in individual appearances lately…)

(I guess it’s because half of 2wink, that sold themselves for their identical looks, suddenly got an image change?)

(Though my blood does boil when trashy gossip mags will write about it and call it a “rebellious phase that came late” or an “agency policy” or whatever.)

(But I try to tell myself it’s better than not being talked about at all.)

Yuuta: (…But when I get pissed off, I get seriously pissed off, though~.)

(Anyhow. The attention I’ll be getting for this is temporary, so I need to make sure I don’t get too cocky.)

(Right now, it’s just bonus time. I’m only being featured out of amusement, because they find it unusual and unheard of—)

(I need to properly give thought on how to proceed myself as 2wink, and as Aoi Yuuta…)

(I know things won’t be the same as they used to… How can I convey who I am now…?)

(……)

(Nope, I don’t have any ideas…)

(Maybe I’ll read idol magazines and ponder it.)

Rinne: Heya all~, Crazy:B minus Niki has arrived! ♪

Yuuta: (Ugh. Someone troublesome just came in!)

(I’ll hide my face behind this magazine to not be noticed…)

Rinne: Ooh, I see a little cutie! Yu~ta ♪

Yuuta: (Ignore him, ignore him…)

Rinne: That’s the magazine with Crazy:B’s gravure!

Are ya takin’ notice to me? I’m embarrassed~, Gyahaha! ☆

Yuuta: (I-Ignore him, ignore him…! If I react, I lose!)

HiMERU: —Amagi, quit it.

Kohaku: What he said. Can’t ya see you’re botherin’ Yuuta-han?

Rinne: It’s fine, it’s fiiine! Yuta and I are buddies!

Don’t ignore me, Yuta! Come have a nice chat with your big bro, ‘kay?

Yuuta: You are not my big bro!

Rinne: Theeere we go. Finally lookin’ at me, eh?

You eatin’ those spicy rice crackers again? Won’t ya upset yer stomach eatin’ too much of that stuff?

Yuuta: None of your business.

Rinne: Hmm… Are ya growin’ your hair out more?

Yuuta: It’s less that I’m growing it out, and just that I’m not cutting it.

I’m free to do whatever I want with my hair, as long as it doesn’t get in the way of work, aren’t I?

HiMERU: HiMERU agrees. Growing your hair long means more options for styling it.

Kohaku: Is that the reason why Niki-han’s got long hair too?

Rinne: In that guy’s case, growin’ it out would do nothin’ but just have it be longer, wouldn’t it?

He had his hair pulled back when we first met too, just shorter than it is now.

Kohaku: Is that so? …Yuuta-han, can I ask ya a stupid question that’s been on my mind for a while?

Is that hairstyle some sorta show of respect to Madara-han?

Yuuta: Huh, Mikejima-senpai?

Kohaku: Y’know, the half-up sorta look. It’s similar to how Madara-han wears his hair, y’know?

So I figured it maybe was a matter of respect. Doesn’t seem to be the case though, judgin’ from your reaction.

Yuuta: Ahaha… Yeah, it’s just a coincidence. I figured it’d be a little boring if I just grew it out.

It’d get in my face when I move around, so I just tied the sides of my hair up.

It’s a surprise to me that it was taken as a sign of respect for Mikejima-senpai. If I’m gonna grow my hair out, I gotta learn how to style it, huh…

Rinne: How ’bout we Crazy:B try givin’ producin’ yer hairstyle a try, Yuta? We’ll cook ya up a good meal!

Yuuta: Thank you very much~, if you’d be so kind, I’d appreciate it, then~.

Rinne: Ah, I thought ya would never agree to that in your life.

Yuuta: Ahaha. ♪ Seems like the magazine reporter is here to see me, so you’ll have to excuse me first.

HiMERU: Yes. I apologize for our Amagi.

Rinne: The hell you mean by that?

See ya later then, Yuta.

Kohaku: Do your best at work!

Yuuta: (Produce my hairstyle, huuuh?… Crazy:B’s changed, too. They weren’t that type of character when they first debuted.)

(…Guess the same goes for me. Back when I first debuted… No, even since when we’d perform on the streets, all I did was imitate Aniki.)

(As the two-in-one twin idols, 2wink.)

(Because, that was the strongest weapon we had.)

Yuuta: (…How will I change? How will I grow and who will I become?)

(……)

(I don’t know, so I’ll just do what I’m able to do now. One by one, as Aoi Yuuta would.)

(If I build myself up carefully like this, then one day—)

(I believe I’ll reach the future I desire.)

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[thotsforvillainrights]

so happy to see asks are open!! May I please request dating headcannons with Overhaul and a quirkless reader being by his side at the shei hassaikai base. What do the other members think of her? Obviously they can’t talk or even be near her unless they wanna be meat on the floor. Poor girl just wants to make friends but her hubby makes it so hard 😔😔😔

(I would've thought I did a quirkless reader for him before but I'm admittedly too lazy to check my HIGHLY OUTDATED masterlist so fuck it. Let's do it anyway! Also, I hope it's fine I'm leaving the reader kinda open ended as usual so everyone can kinda insert themselves into this better. Thank you for the request and the chance at writing more Kai content!)

(sidenote: I really need to update that masterlist but every time I try it's nearly impossible. I let it get too far behind, send help ahhhhhhh)

~Kai's Quirkless Reader & the Hassaikai~

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

-Quirkless? Not that much of a shocker he'd fall for you. The boss being in a relationship? THAT is the shocker everyone hasn't managed to let go of just yet. In fact, most of his inner circle thinks he's holding you hostage while the other half wonders how you could've ever fallen for someone as rough as Overhaul in the first place. Did he even know how to date someone? Overhaul doing gentleman shit? Overhaul possibly kissing you one day or holding hands? Overhaul being in the same vicinity as someone else for longer than a few hours? There was a slew of gossiping he couldn't really shut down (or intimidate out of the men) for a very long time. He was trying to at least get it out of control before bringing you around to meet everyone for the first time.

-He took the time you introduce you considering he would have some of the members of the Hassaikai be your personal bodyguards or escorts when he couldn't join you out. Aside from this, he didn't really want you interacting with anyone else than himself. You were headstrong (or stubborn as he'd put it) and wanted on your own to develop meaningful relationships with his main group. Where he saw workers, you saw his friends despite him never calling them that. You wanted to be as important to them as he was. None of the men really complained since you were a breath of fresh air compared to Kai. With the help of Pops preventing Kai from killing the guys, you were able to try and get to know each of them.

-Hojo thought of you as a little sibling almost, no matter what your age is. You could literally be older than him and he'd still try to treat you like a little sister/brother/sibling. It was odd, but you didn't seem to mind how careful he was or protective nonetheless. Setsuno was a lot more careful with you since he didn't want to end up like mince meat. Had you not pushed hard for him to come out of his shell, you never would've learned all the wonderful parts of his personality aside from being a legitimate gang member. Tabe was more or less clingy to your kindness. This is especially true if you end up trying to greet him with something to eat. He adores you now.

-Rappa was actually pretty taken with you from the moment he met you. Someone brave enough to go against Overjerk's rules and do what they wanted regardless of the outcome? Oh yeah, he thinks that's fucking awesome of you. Tengai is more careful about guarding your feelings and still doesn't greet you by your first name even to this day. He also spends a lot of time scolding Rappa when he's around you since he's worried the big lug will offend you somehow.

-Nemoto has been and always will be the absolute most respectful with you. He greets you with the utmost proper manners and tries to make sure you have everything you might ever need whenever he's on duty for you. You've been trying for a long time to break down his walls and get him to chill out more but I doubt that'll happen anytime soon. Deidoro fucking loves you and loves even more the fact that he can be as crazy around you as he wants to be...well, as long as Nemoto isn't there to stop him from having that fun. You don't mind it. The man is a hoot!

-Chrono has become somewhat of a close friend to you. He knows when to let his guard down and relax ever now and then. Don't get me wrong, he still respects Overhaul very much as both a friend and a leader! It's just that when he's out with you, he's not gonna say no to putting a dollar in a prize machine and trying to win an IPAD with you. If you could chose anyone to hang out with for a day, it usually ends up being Chrono. It makes sense that Kai has gotten jealous a time or two of you relationship together. Mimic on the other hand...he doesn't worry as much with you two being together. In fact, your first impression of Mimic was that someone must've been pulling a prank on you. There's no way this beanie baby can turn into a full grown man on command. Mimic thought you weren't real when he met you too either. "How much did the boss pay for you to pretend to be his partner?"

-Katsukame was...a lot upon first meeting. He let a few inappropriate comments slip and you nervously laughed it off until Kai came out and killed the guy in front of you. Since then, Katsukame learned his place around you. Oh and Pops? That old man adored you since the very first moment. How could he not? You're giving his misguided boy a chance to experience real love for the first time! To him, you were considered family from the very first day you took Kai's heart.