#there's no way she's just gonna go around like she didn't provoke at least 5 deaths

[worthyofmygrace]

Her gay ass kickstarted the apocalypse lmao. We love to see it.

[no-where-new-hero]

LANTERN HILL CATCH UP POST AT LAST! Analysis under the cut so the post doesn't destroy everyone's timelines.

CH. 2:

LMM really knows how to put her heroines on the torture rack of family disapproval. We just went through Valancy's under the Stirlings and I know Emily's off by heart, but there's something even more terrible about the way Jane is treated because she's not 29 and therefore somewhat more acquainted with life, nor does she have Emily's soul-armor of imagination. As an object of belittling, she has very little to shield herself when her entire world is her unpleasant family around her. Love this line, I've definitely been there too lol.

Sometimes Jane thought drearily that there must be something the matter with her when there were so many people she didn't like.

CH. 3:

Jane got up and walked out of the summer-house and around the garage, past the lonely dog-house that had never had a dog in it…at least, in Jane's recollection…

Disappointed (Dog)House.

Again Jane felt a thrill of understanding. So this girl was afraid of people, too.

Jane is an unusual socially-centric LMM heroine from what I can tell. Valancy and Emily disappear into blue castles or nature to cope. Anne is intensely sociable, but she wins over everyone: she's never allowed the grimier side of humanity to put fear in her. So the fact that this is what stands against Jane and Jody marks a change: they would like to partake in the freedom of society but mores stand against Jody and Grandmother stands against Jane.

CH. 4:

Ahem. Mother's complete and utter lack of compassion for Jody is where the problems begin to arise, I see. I'm also a bit impressed that Jane is able to see her mother's "weakness" so unerringly at 10. It shows how the circumstances of always living in terror of Grandmother has provoked a trauma response of being too precocious at reading people. Grandmother continues to make my blood boil. This following passage REALLY shows LMM's mastery in making the most of an economical scene:

She stood in the doorway and looked at them. You could feel the silence spreading through the room like a cold, smothering wave. "What does this mean, Victoria...if I am allowed to ask?" "This is...Jody," faltered Jane. "I...I brought her over to give her my doll. She hasn't any." "Indeed? And you have given her the one your Aunt Sylvia gave you?" Jane at once realized that she had done something quite unpardonable. It had never occurred to her that she was not at liberty to give away her own doll.

And Jane DOES have a blue castle! Of course LMM couldn't leave her without a coping mechanism. Calling it a "moon spree" is absolutely delightful and henceforth anytime I fall into daydreams I'm going to call it a moon spree.

CH 5:

All she knew about him was that his name must have been Andrew Stuart, because mother was Mrs Andrew Stuart.

Okay not gonna lie this broke my heart a little. She doesn't even know his name qua his name. It probably had never been directly spoken to her. I have to say I love her audacity (even if unintended) in dropping the bombshell question in the mother of Grandmother's tea party. I can only imagine the tempest in the teapot that followed Jane's departure.

But the most terrible thing about it all was that there was something now that could not be talked over with mother. Jane felt it between them, indefinable but there. The old perfect confidence was gone.

And this stuck under my skin. Of course Jane would avoid the subject like the plague, but what's keeping Robin from providing her daughter with some necessary context? Grandmother's prohibition on mentioning him seemed mostly directed at Jane. I'm sure more about Robin will unfold, but keeping in mind a lot of stuff other people have posted about her, I think her cardinal sin is this kind of selfish immaturity. She has learned to love her daughter, probably because Jane insists on being self-reliant, but because of that she probably can't see what she can do to help Jane's suffering.

CH 6:

Mary did not tell Jane that she firmly believed the old lady had poisoned the dog. You didn't tell children things like that and anyway she couldn't be dead sure of it. All she was sure of was that old Mrs Kennedy had been bitterly jealous of her daughter's love for the dog.

MRS. KENT ENERGY. I feel certain someone else in the book club brought this up, but wow the resemblance is strong with this one. And a way into deciphering Teddy's character based on Robin? Certainly, the selfishness and immaturity doesn't seem a stretch to imagine.

"I expect you to obey me without argument, Victoria. You cannot have your own way all the time. Other people's wishes must be considered occasionally. Please oblige me by making no further fuss over a trifle."

Okay of all Grandmother's travesties, this one takes the cake for me. I want to slap the daylights out of this woman so badly.

CH. 7:

Kenneth Howard has peaked eyebrows...brother under the skin to Barney Snaith. Now, all jokes aside, Jane projecting onto Kenneth Howard kind of hit a personal nerve. And the fact that it's yet another thing that Robin can't talk about...like, WOMAN. Please be normal about men to your 11 year old daughter or neither of you may ever recover. I'm curious how this thread will be taken up again later.

CH. 8:

Something about the fact that Robin can't even tell her own daughter that she did a good job in front of Grandmother, no matter what Grandmother herself thinks, makes me wonder what kind of threat Robin finds herself under. Because Grandmother so determinedly "loves" Robin, she doesn't seem likely to wield sarcasm against her. Yes, she kind of orders her about and turns her into her doll, but that's less active cruelty than what she says to Jane. What is Robin so afraid of that prevents her from supporting her daughter? That Jane will be harmed if she seems too loved, like her dog? Yet if Robin is that aware of what's going on and doing nothing about it--dramatically saying that its too late for them to escape--then Robin is literally as damaging to Jane's well-being as Grandmother is.

[satcrvz]

A NIGHT TO REMEMBER !

what happened when gojos bestfriend hits on you at the fair?

cw: gojo x f!reader, reader is shorter than gojo, profanity, also i wrote this with the idea of them being in college, but really it works for anything 1.6k words.

this was in my head in the shower… idk what provoked it but!! i did not proofread this.. title is a bea reference :>

holy shit he's an asshole gojo thought to himself. right now he was watching his best friend, geto, practically throw himself all over you in front of his face, while him and shoko wait in the concession line. gojo frantically takes out his phone, while simultaneously glaring at you and geto

GOJO suguru bro, i don't know what i did to you in a past life but PLEASE STOP 😭

GOJO stop flexing your tiny ass muscles to her she’s never gonna want me if you do that

GETO dude, you've had so many opportunities at this carnival, be romantic and win them a stuffy or some shit bro i dunno. make a move or i will

GOJO WE GOT HERE 15 MINUTES AGO>??

geto smirks, shuts off his phone, and places it back in his pocket. shoko she insisted on going with gojo to hold all the food. she could’ve stayed back with you. geto speaks up, "you cold?" you offer him a grin, "a little.."

if only it'd been satoru asking you, offering his jacket to you. you can dream, right?

your thoughts are cut off by him humming, his eyes on your face illuminated by the bright LED's and rides around you. if you didnt know any better you'd think — the voice in your head is once again cut off, but not by geto, gojo.

he's nearly sprinting, bumping into people and uttering apologies. "guys i got the food!!!" you slightly smile at his action, you've always liked that he could make you laugh. shoko's wearing a very obviously annoyed look while slowly trailing behind him holding a funnel cake and those big ass lemonade cups. why'd she go if she was only going to hold two things? satoru could've carried them.

"the lines were so long, guys you don't get it" gojo drags out the so long part, hoping you guys sympathize with him. "did you get my fries?" geto asks. "oh shit... looks like i forgot! i did get your nachos though bro."

shoko speaks for the first time since her and gojos return "he didn't forget, he did that on purpose. he's mad about -" "anyways! y/n, i didn’t know what you wanted so i just got a pretzel"

you smile and take them out of his hand so he has less stuff to carry, "thanks satoru, that was really sweet of you. id be happy with whatever you got me though!" shoko snickers while gojo sends geto a smug look.

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you take a big inhale as you step up to the carnival game, all you had to was knock down the 3 stacked cups. damn this looks harder than i expected. gojo and geto were doing their own thing close by, and shoko was beside you rooting for you.

"fuck" was all you could say, unfortunately you only had 5 throws, and while you did manage to knock two down, the third one stayed standing so it didnt count. "its all good, you should go ask satoru to win it for you", she says satoru in almost a child like way, making fun of you for your crush on the white haired guy. the both of you scoot out the way, making room for the people in line to have a go.

"he wouldn't, not right now at least, he's over there yapping away to sugu" reaching toward shoko, who fortunately still had funnel cake, you stuff your mouth with a piece of it. while youre focused on eating, she exchanges a glance with geto, both of them nodding.

"hey y/n, i think im gonna go talk to suguru and go get another lemonade" shoko starts walking away, but you continue,

"oh okay thats fine! i might go get on the swings again" shoko had really done it this time. you can see her and suguru walking and laughing to each other as they walk around the carnival talking about god knows what. meanwhile, gojo makes his way toward you, quite awkwardly actually. you finish wrapping up your text to shoko which read;

TO: SHOKO im ngl, im actually going to hurt you!!! yk i can't be left alone w him in a place like this.. im going to embarrass myself

"where are they off to? suguru didnt tell me shit he just left with shoko" gojo runs his right hand through his hair.

"shoko told me she was going to get more lemonade, but i highly doubt it. she's gonna have to piss" the taller man in front of you laughs and starts talking,

"yeah, one day in freshman year, she told me she'd rather be dead than use a porta potty and that. . . " fuck why does he have to be so pretty? had his eyes always shined like that? maybe it was the lighting from the neon rides around you, but that doesn't distract you from the way his hair is blowing in the wind.

satorus voice finally is audible in your head again, ". . . anyways you wanna go on that ship ride? sugurus too chicken to go with me"

shit. "yeah! shoko's been too engrossed with that big ass funnel cake to go on rides, so we stuck to the mini games" "great cmon!" he grabs your wrist and guides you to the line. fortunately for the both of you, by the time you guys made it over there, the ride had ended and they were loading on new people.

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"don't manspread asshole!" "sorry." satoru had undeniably long legs.

"you nervous?" he asks turning his head to look at you fully with a smile. "yeah im gonna fucking shit myself, if i fall out, i blame you."

"awhhh its okay, i wouldn't let you fall out you're too good for that"

"oh yeah? what would you do."

"intervene."

the employees check the last 2 people to make sure they're secure, and shortly after, the ride starts. somewhere along the seventh swing, you clasp both of your hands around satorus left hand. his hands were warm. he glances down and looks back up at you, "you 'bout to cry?" fuck him and his stupid condescending voice and pretty blue eyes.

"no im about to throw you off the ride im so terrified right now, and it’s kind of cold which isn’t helping” you remove your hands from his and cross them around your waist.

the ride ends and you could not be happier to have your feet back on stable ground. you look around for geto and shoko, hoping that they could magically find the two of you and make things less awkward.

gojo drapes his jacket over your shoulders but before you could even get a word out he explains, “you uh, mentioned you were cold on the ride” how are you meant to function if he’s looking down at you like that? “thanks but what about you?”, you put your arms through the sleeves of his jacket and zip it up halfway.

“don’t you see the resemblance? i’m elsa, the cold never bothered me anyway!” if you were a bystander, you’d think he was crazy with the way his hands were positioned on his hips like he was a super hero.

from his point of view, you were beautiful. it’s almost cinematic the way his mind nearly watches you laugh in slow motion, your smile was the brightest thing to him, even at night. i’m so in love with you. fuck did he say that out loud?

you’re taken by surprise, obviously. god you wish you could just facetime shoko and beg her for advice like the many times before. your lips were pressed together, and then you find the words.

“i’m sorry you’re what?” well.. maybe those weren’t the right words.

“i’m in love with you”, he says more confidently than before. “hey it’s completely okay if you don’t feel the same way, i can’t force you to like me back”

you feel the blood rushing to your cheeks, youd played out this and possibly 60 other different scenarios in your head about this happening. “nonono! i do like you back, i have for a while actually… i just didn’t expect for this to be happening you know?”

he rubs the back of his neck with his hand, “well, ‘m glad you feel the same way” the moment between the two of you felt like you guys were the only two people in that carnival. both of your faces were inches away from eachother. it’s like—

“damn”, you could hear the smile in the persons voice, which obviously belongs to shoko. both her and geto are staring the two of you down. she holds out her hand to geto and he plants a 1000 yen in her hand.

“shoko oh my god” you go over to her and wrap your arms around her. “gross you have satorus jacket. do not touch me until you get that contaminated shit off” while you and shoko argue about that, geto speaks up to gojo, “you still didn’t win her a plush, you’re already on a bad start to being a boyfriend”

the taller one furrows his brows, “hey! we aren’t dating yet and i actually planned on it before you and idiot number 2’s entrance”

“nah bro i saw you, you looked like you wanted to punch your with her lips” ironically suguru punches satoru in the shoulder. “whatever! im gonna go win her one right now” — “cmon y/n�� he grabs your arm once again and you give shoko a sympathy smile while she just laughs.

you’re not sure if the two of you are dating after that little confession, but whatever it was, you liked it.

[tommydarlings]

All the good girls go to Hell | pt.2 - How bad can a good girl get?

pairing: mob!tom x reader

warnings: smut ( male receiving ), blowjob, swear words, use of violent words and actions! quick mention of dugs, at the end a lil bit of fluff 

w/c: 1.9k

Requests: OPEN

Summary: Tom tells y/n his rules. Is she happy with them? No. Does she accept them? Maybe... But Tom has just one Question in his mind, How bad can a good girl get? 

please read the ´a/n´ ! 

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“Every good girl has a bad girl side. It just depends if her partner knows how to awake the beast” 

When we arrived at a huge landing site, Tom took my hand in his rough and murderous hand and got out of the jet with me.

How do I know they're murderous hands?

Because everyone who owns a TV and watched the news at least once, knows that you better not fool around with this man. Not only Tom Holland, but his whole family and his partner Harrisson Osterfield could kill you in within a second in the worst way ever.

Let's start with the father and the mother:

The two people who founded everything. The two people who have the actual blood on their hands. Dominic Holland was a man with little words and more bullets in the gun, which was understandable. Nicola Holland was exactly like that. Everyone was afraid of both of them and wouldn't even dare to go near them. At that time, everyone thought that women could never lead such an empire. Therefore, women must not even be involved. But everyone was shown the opposite after Nicola chased a bullet through her own father's skull. Her father didn't want to hand over the drugs and started discussing with her... Which, by the way, you better not do with the Hollands. So she ended up having no patience, she ended her father and the deal with her own hands.

Let's go to the twins, Harry and Sam:

If you provoke even one of them... you will not be killed directly. no. worse. They will torture you until you beg them to kill you... There was a rumor that they gradually cut off a girl's skin piece by piece and gave it to their dog, Tessa, to eat. They also love to hear their victims scream. Not their name or anything, no. They love it when you scream 'stop' or 'I can't anymore'. However, what they abhor is rape. They would break all the bones of a girl and beat her until their fists were full of blood, but they would never rape a girl.

Then there's Paddy:

You can't say much about him... He's 16, so he can't do much more than help with the usual paper work and be there for someone when he's had a bad day. He is a good boy, but unfortunately he ended up in the wrong family.

And then, the last Holland aka. The boss and leader of everything. Thomas Stanley Holland:

Mercy? This man doesn't know this word. Rules? He doesn't know either. Except his own, and if you break those... Then you can say goodbye to your life. Women and even young girls telling all the time how good he is in bed and that you should listen to him because otherwise he punishes you... He's just a man who has limits, and you shouldn't push them. He tortured and killed more people than you could count. And if you don't follow one of his orders, you're one of them. He doesn't care if you're a young little girl who just wants to go to her parents, or a big strong man who can take a lot, he. doesn't. care. He treats you the way he wants, and if you don't want that... Then you better start praying darling.

Back to the present.

Tom went at a fast pace to a long and beautiful sedan. He opened the door and i stepped in with him.

"Do you want a drink now?" he asked me as he poured himself a glass of wine. "No," I answered briefly and quickly with a bitter voice.

"Why don't you drink? Did your daddy forbid you to drink because you once might have drunk too much and did bad things?" said Tom with a stupid grin on his face. "I've never done anything bad," I replied. "Then maybe you should do something bad"

"And what, for an example?"

"Don't know, kill someone, steal something, take drugs or... Break one of my rules "he whispered the last part.

"But you said you would punish me if I broke one of your rules"

"Yeah, exactly, that's why i want you to do it, because then you experience something that only bad girls do... And what I do with bad girls"

I swallowed. On the one hand, I wanted to find out what he was doing with me- no.

What am I talking about? You're a good girl.

Don't kneel in front of this monster and give him what he wants. He gets everything he wants. But not you.

---

When we finally arrived we got out of the limousine and entered a huge large and beautifully decorated villa. But what surprised me the most were the family pictures hanging on the wall. If you looked carefully, you could see that every single one in the pictures is always happy.

You couldn't believe that this family killed so many innocent people.

"Darling, are you okay?" Tom asked with a little smile on his face. I just nodded my head a short 'yes' before following him. We went to a huge room, which I think is his office, and he locked the door behind him.

"I need to talk to you" he told me in a deep and rough voice.

He got closer and closer so I had to step back and finally fell on the chair that was behind a big table. He hoverd over me and put both of his hands on the armrest next me so that i was trapped between them.

He looked me deep in the eye and said, "I will tell you my rules now and you better listen carefully."

"Rule number 1: You do what I say and don't talk back."

"Rule Number 2: If I need a little distraction, then you'll give it to me."

"Rule number 3: If you break a rule, you will take every single punishment I give you like a good girl.

"Rule Number 4: If you are staring at one of my colleagues or even giving a compliment, I will do everything I can do to be the only person you think about in that pretty mind of yours."

"You a-are a b-beast" I told him while tears were flowing down my face. He put his hands on my cheeks and whispered, "Correct, and i just needed my Beauty, and now i found her" before giving me a gentle but long kiss on my forehead.

"And last rule, rule number 5: Don't push my limits, I'm a very impatient man and I always get what I want and I don't show any mercy. I don't give a single fuck that your a girl, I'll destroy you if i have to. And with destroy, I don´t mean that i will hit you, no. I don't hit women, and especially not you because you're mine from now on. Remember that. By destroy I mean that I'm going to tie you to the bed and fuck you so hard and long that you're begging me to stop, tears are going to run down your cheeks and your whole body will tremble. And we won't stop until I say so."

I starred with pure shook and glassy eyes at his face,

It slowly started to get dark and the clock on his table showed 10.42 pm. He also noticed that and said,

"Come on, let's go to our bedroom"

„Ours?“

"Do you seriously think we're sleeping separately?" he laughed.

"I-I don't want to sleep in a B-bed with you, please"

"Come on darling"

"No!" I shouted. We both stood now and he started to walk slowly to me.

"What did you just say" He was right in front of me and he pressed me against the wall... again.

I just stuttered because I didn't know what to say. I knew exactly that when I talk back it won't end well, so why did I do it? Where did self-confidence came from?

Tom grabbed my chin with his rough hands and whispered with a rough voice,

"Get on your knees"

I looked up at him with glassy eyes,

"N-no, p-please d-don't do t-this to me"

He just looked me deep into the eyes with a stern look and repeated,

"Get on your fucking knees before I make you darling"

Slowly, with tears in my eyes, I went down on my knees front of him. Right infront of my face was his crotch now.

He started to open his belt slowly and that was the moment I knew that I should have been quiet. He started opening his dresspants and took his cock out.

"Did you ever sucked a cock before?"

I shook my head 'no' and he just hummed a short 'alright' before he made a makeshift ponytail with his hand and pushed my head to his cock but I didn't opened my mouth.

"You better open that pretty mouth of yours, before I go and grab the ring gag, babygirl"

After he said that I looked up at him and slowly opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out.

I started to give his tip a few kitten licks, but that was too less for him, he pushed my head so far ahead that i had his whole length in my mouth and demanded me to suck.

"Fuck kitten, just like that"

I started to suck even harder and he started to moan louder and breath heavily.

"Such a good cockslut for me, fuuuuck!" he shouted with his eyes closed.

I bopped my head faster and i could feel him getting close.

Why don't I feel bad?

Why don't I find it disgusting?

Why do I even like it?!?!

"Fuck i'm gonna come kitten"

I got up again and he put his clothes on while I stood completely frozen infront of him and thought about what I just did.

After i gave his tip on last kitten lick he came in my mouth with a loud 'fuck'

"That was really good for your first time princess"

"Come on, let's go to bed, it's pretty late," he said as he walked toward the door.

"Don't you realize what we just did?" I said after a while.

"Yeah, you just sucked me off and then swallowed my cum like a good girl"

"You practically rapped me!"

"Rule number 1 darling" he said in a singing voice with a slight grin on his stupid but handsome face.

"You're sick" i whisperd in a harsh tone.

He turned and went back to me and put his hands on my shoulders.

"No, I just have my needs. And it looked like you were enjoying it "

"I would never enjoy to suck your cock" i growled.

He just let out a tiny laugh and leaned in so that his mouth almost touched my ear and whispered,

"I don't think you'll say the same thing in 1 month babygirl"

After he said that, he gave me a gentle kiss on my right cheek and scopped me up in his arms. I didn't wanted to break another rule, so i put my arms around his neck and let him carry me to 'our' bedroom.

When he arrived, he threw me on the bed and laid down next to me after he undressed all the way to his boxers. I was still in bed wearing a T-shirt and a leggins, the same thing I've been wearing since he took me with him.

"Do you want to put some clothes of mine?" he asked me with a soft voice.

I nooded a short 'yes' before he got up and came back with an oversized T-shirt.

"Take off the Leggins too, it's hot in here"

I obeyed and took off my leggins and T-shirt and put on his oversized T-shirt.

We both put ourselves back to bed and he pulled on my arm so that i put my head on his chest, then he swung his arm around me so that his fingertips caressed my shoulder.

Why did I like it?!

He's sick, get away from him!

Be a good girl and try to escape!

But fuck,I like it.

"Good night princess" he whispered with a rough and scratchy voice.

"Good night Tom"

And so I fell asleep in his arms.

In the arms of a monster but in the arms of a man with a big and good heart, i just have to find it.

There's something good in him.

And maybe there's something bad in me.

a/n: Hope you like this one! please give me some feedback :) You can comment or dm me when u may have some ideas!!! the crossed out name(s) sadly didn´t work :( Just want to say real quick that this serie won´t be that long and it will be mainly about Tom and y/n ! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 100 FOLLOWERS <3 

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[qilwashere]

Hinata Shoyo

Hinata is your neighbor, and you've known each other for the past few years.

You met him near the bathrooms by the water fountains at one of his games, ironically, right after he had gone into the men's room to empty his stomach, since he used to get nervous all the time before a match. Since then he's gotten better, but you still worry for him sometimes.

You always help each other with homework or volleyball, although it's kind of one-sided, since you're super smart and he's very dedicated to being a middle blocker.

You always thought of him as a best friend, nothing more, although over the past few weeks, you'd been questioning yourself about that. He's been hanging out with you less, but youre pretty sure it's just because he's been busier lately. Sometimes your anxiety gets the best of you and you wonder if you did something to provoke him to not want to be around you. Every time this thought pops up in your head you have to take a deep breath to rid your brain of it.

At school his grades have gradually getting worse so you proposed a study date. As soon as you asked him you went red, hoping he didn't take it the wrong way. "I-I didn't mean a real date, it's not like--" you stumbled over your words, but he interrupted you with a laugh and said "Sure, that'd be nice. Whatever day you're free," he smiled at you. You nodded quickly and agreed on a Wednesday. You both parted ways until the set date.

At around 5:40 that Wednesday, you pace around your bedroom waiting for that familiar chime coming from your front door, letting you know that Hinata was there. It never arrives, and your worries that he's trying to keep out of contact with you come flooding your mind once again. You hope that at least he'll text you that he couldn't make it, but no chimes come from your phone either.

The next day, Thursday, at school, you don't see him in any of your usual classes together, which concerns you because he almost never misses a day. Is he sick? you wonder to yourself, and can't get him off your mind until your friend Yachi invites you to her table at lunch to discuss the new club openings that they could join together.

You start to ask her if she's seen Hinata but stop yourself mid-phrase and continue eating.

The days drag along. You haven't heard a thing from Shoyo all week.

You make a last attempt to contact him by texting, "Hey, we missed our study session :p wanna try again tomorrow?" It was a Sunday, so you felt like the next day would be a good time. It surprises you when he responds almost immediately after with "Sure :D See you at school :)". Your heart leaps but you remember that this could all be a set up.

Nah, you reassure yourself, Shoyo's way too nice for that.

For the rest of the day you surprise yourself when your feet guide you to the school gymnasium. You walk in hesitantly towards the door and remember that--

Of course. Why did you think the gym would just be open to anyone? On a Sunday, at that? You bury your face in your hand and turn back when someone comes up behind you-- Yachi.

"Hi Y/N! What are you doing here? I came because I was forgot my bag in here on Friday and never got a chance to get it back. I figured I'd stop by and pick it up before school tomorrow," she says casually. You stare at her wide-eyed. "...Is something wrong?" She asks you. You shake you head no but reply, "I was.. uh, well I was hoping to practice volleyball drills for a bit." Your response surprises you, since you'd been happy to talk with people about it but never really played the sport, or seemed interested in doing so.

"We can't get in without the key, though, so--" you start, but Yachi cuts you off: "Oh, that's no problem, I'm the manager of the volleyball club! I thought I told you... Anyways, let me just make sure I have it on me--" she pauses and pats herself down until she finds a keychain in her pocket, "--we're good!" She says cheerfully.

Your bubbly friend unlocks the key to the Karasuno gym and pulls the basket of volleyballs out of the corner. You grab a ball and toss it up, lace your hands together and face your forearms towards the ceiling, and bend your knees to receive.

The toss was off so you have to shift to the left a little to receive it right, but the feeling of it bouncing off of your arms is so... exciting. You shuffle your feet quickly forward to get directly under the ball again and - POOMF - you hit it up perfectly again. The ball comes down once more and this time when you receive it, you decide to send it over and aim for the left corner of the court. You brace your arms, wait for the point of contact, shrug your shoulders and send the ball flying up... Over... And right inside the left lines on the other side of the net.

You pat yourself on the back for a second and continue doing some volleyball practice. You practice aiming your tosses and have Yachi (attempt to) give you some good sets for spikes. After about an hour and a half, the sun starts to disappear behind the hills. You pick up the balls with the new club manager and say your goodbyes before heading home.

Once you get to your room, you notice that your laptop is open so you decide to check your socials. You try to deny it but you know you're secretly hoping for a DM from Shoyo. As you scroll through your messages you start seeing chats that you hadn't opened in a good while. They don't interest you, though, because you just want to hear from that energetic tangerine-haired boy.

You slump onto your bouncy mattress and it seems to groan in agony as you get comfortable. Eventually your eyelids grow heavy and you decide to rest.

That next day, Hinata comes over to your house,  and you're just hopping into your neatest skirt when you open the door. You're ready for your study date, but before you can stay anything, he grabs your hand and almost drags you down the block to a wide field. As you're jogging beside him on that cloudy day, struggling to keep up, you sneak a glance at him and notice that he's looking happier than you'd ever seen him. You smile to yourself, look down, up again, and run faster to challenge his speed.

"No fair, you got a head start!" He pants, and you laugh.

Eventually you get to a large field with tall grass and a few dandelions.

"I... Need a break," you can barely get out as you bend over and breathe hard. Hinata does the same thing, and after a moment he says, "Hey, (Y/N), see that really tall blade of grass over there?" He says to you. "You mean the one that's taller than you?" You joke, and he scowls. "....Yeah, that one. I'll race you to it!" He taunts, and you gladly accept the challenge. Forgetting about school for a while, you sprint towards the grass towering over all the rest. He beats you, as always, but you don't care because even if you lost, you had more time to spend with him and that's all you needed.

By the time you reach the grass, you're both too weak to stand up, so you lay in the field, next to each other, hands just barely touching, and look at the clouds in the sky. You breathe hard and think about your best friend beside you, and feel yourself blush as you smile to yourself again.

It's quiet so as you push yourself up on your elbows, you try think of a way to start a conversation. "I, uh... I practiced some volleyball yesterday." You stumble over your words, but he perks right up at this, wide-eyed since you're not exactly the athletic type.

"Really?! How was it? Did you hit a spike? Did you practice your tosses? How were your receives? When the ball hit your arm did it go 'poomf?'" He bombards you with questions, doing the same movements he usually would on the court, since this is his area of expertise.

You try to answer him the best you can, "Well, actually, I did try to hit the ball over - Yachi, the new manager, tossed some balls to me - but they always hit the net... My sets were pretty good, and, I could control my receives!" You got excited near the end, almost bouncing, because the few times you practiced with Hinata, strangely, you struggled the most with your receives.

Hinata seems to remember that, because when you mention your improvement, he almost yells, "That's great Y/N! We should practice one day!" You agree with a giggle.

After a few minutes, the world seems to calm down, and so do you. Taking in loads of air at a time, you stare at the sky and try to trace shapes in the clouds.

"I miss you," Hinata says suddenly, almost under his breath. It surprises you and you go silent for a while. "I..I missed you too. A lot," you add, unsure of how to really respond.

He sits up and says, "I'm sorry we haven't talked, it was an accident. I got caught up in volleyball and my failing grades but-- but the few days I haven't seen you made me realize that I want you... More than you, or I, even know..." He trails off, playing with his fingers, and your heart skips a beat.

"I need you, (Y/N)." Hinata mumbles, staring at your bright (E/C) eyes. You nod, not knowing what to say. "Can I.. can I have you?" He asks, embarrassed. You nod again, harder, and grin at him. "Yeah," you just barely whisper, gazing at him as if he were the only thing in the world, and for that minute, he was.

He returns the smile, and it seems like, for that second that he does, the clouds go away, almost like they're making room for the ball of sunshine sitting next to you.

In that moment, with the (real) sun setting, and the dandelions swaying in the slight breeze, you realize that you do love this boy, and that you'd do anything for him. You move your hand slightly to the right so that your pinkie is resting on top of his. You sneak glances at him, and wonder if something's gonna happen.

Shoyo is quiet for the  rest of the time, and you don't kiss, but that's okay because...

Because he's yours. And you're his. And that's a better feeling than any kiss could've granted you.

|~Fin~|

AHHH I know there wasnt much action lol I just had to do this lol. As always thanks for reading <3

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Along the Red Thread | Chapter 5

🧣 Summary: It is said that a red thread connects people who are soulmates and destined to be lovers, regardless of place and circumstances. What makes this difficult is that you stopped believing in love a long time ago. OR. You go to Korea to visit your father after several years. There, a mysterious red thread that seemingly only you can see shows up when you least expect it, and you meet a childhood friend you’d never thought you would see again.

🧣 Chapter 5: 2,552 words

🧣 Pairing: Reader x Kim Geonhak (Leedo) / Characters: GenderNeutral!Reader; Kim Geonhak (Leedo); Kim Youngjo (Ravn); Lee Seoho (Seoho); Lee Keonhee (Keonhee); Yeo Hwanwoong (Hwanwoong); Son Dongju/Xion; a couple of OCs;

🧣 Rated: T / Warnings: Mentions of divorce (Y/N’s parents); Mentions of abuse (physical); Instances of abuse (non-physical); Mentions of child abuse; Swearing / Genre: Angst; Fluff; Soulmate!AU (Red Thread of Fate); ChildhoodBestFriends!AU; Happy Ending;

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It's been about a week and a half since Geonhak first joined you to take Sunho to school. Since then, Geonhak has been accompanying you both almost every school day, waking up early to meet you outside of the apartment and ride the bus with you and Sunho. Sunho loves it. He tells Geonhak about the games he plays, the books he's read, the stuff he's learning in class. 

Some days, after dropping off Sunho with you, Geonhak will head to his dorm or to his practice. But on those days where you didn't want to return to your father's apartment, Geonhak would take you wherever you wanted to go, for as long as you wanted to be out. Whether it was just for some drinks, or to hang out at his dorm with him and his members. Seoho has, indeed, told you many embarrassing stories about Geonhak. Which provoked Geonhak to chase him around. Sometimes, you even get to watch them practice at their studio.

You and Sunho sit next to each other at the dinner table. Your father sits across from you, and Sooyeon sits across from Sunho. All of your plates are mostly empty from a filling dinner made by Sooyeon.

"Today, we practiced multiplication," Sunho says to you. "Areum helped me with it. She's better at it than me."

"Really?" you ask, grinning. "You can ask me if you need help. I know a bit about multiplication."

Sunho taps his feet excitedly. "Does Mr. Kim know multiplication?"

You pretend to think about it. "Hm. He should. Do you want him to help you practice?" Sunho nods, and you grin. "If you ask me, it seems like you like Mr. Kim more than you like me," you say, tickling him. He giggles.

"No! You're the one who reads to me every night."

"Who's Mr. Kim?" your father asks, interrupting. You look at him, and he asks again. "Who's Mr. Kim?"

"Oh, uh . . ."

You hesitate. You don't know why you don't want to tell him. Maybe it's because you want to separate your life at home from your time with Geonhak. Maybe it's because after all of this time you've spent with Geonhak and his group members, they've become almost a second family, your home, a safe place. And when you're with them, your father and Sooyeon vanish. Just for a moment. And you want to keep that safe. You don't want your father asking Geonhak to join a family dinner, and make you face the reality that you only really have one family.

"No one," you say. "Just a friend."

Your father tilts his head curiously. He looks at Sooyeon. "Clean the dishes, won't you?" he asks her. Sooyeon nods, standing up, and takes all of the dishes from the table. You hear the sound of the running water of the sink, as your father leans forward over the table.

Besides. You're an adult, and haven't seen your father properly in years. It's not like you owe him an explanation for anything. 

"He's just a friend," you say.

"And how did you meet this friend here? You've only been here for a month and a half."

You shake your head. You don't have the energy to explain it. And you don't need to explain it to him.

"I need some space." You get up from the table and head for your room, and you can hear the sound of your father's chair being pushed backward as he stands up to follow you.

"Y/N, you're supposed to be able to tell me everything. I'm your father."

If you weren't so busy trying to get some distance between you and your father, you'd roll your eyes. Ideally, you'd be able to tell your father everything and everything. But you haven't spent real quality time with him since the start of high school. And he isn't exactly close to you fatherly-wise.

You push open your door and try to slam it shut behind you. But just before the door closes, the door swings back twice as hard, the handle hitting you right in the hip and the edge of the door itself slamming into your lower arm and knocking you back, and you wince in pain, holding onto your arm.

"Fuck," you mumble.

That's gonna bruise.

You step back and place your hand on the bed to maintain balance. You glare at your father. He's staring at you in a way that makes you feel so small. You don't speak a word, as his eyes fall onto your arm. His expression changes.

"Ah, shit. Y/N, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to--"

"Just go," you say. You move to sit on your bed before lying down, not looking at him. "I'm tired. Please just go."

There's silence. Then, you hear the door close, and you relax, shutting your eyes tight. You just want to fall asleep. Maybe in the morning, you'll wake up and realize that it was you who was being unreasonable, or you overreacting.

Today, you and Geonhak are sitting at a table at the back of the library, after having taken Sunho to school. You two are pouring over a comic book together, snickering at the funny parts between sips of the cold drinks before you.

You two have been sitting there for the past three hours already. Time really flies when you spend time with him. He makes you so happy. Even when you two are walking in silence, not talking, you feel satisfied.

You know that you don't see him as just a friend now. He makes you so happy. Whenever you see him at the beginning of the day, when he shows up to take Sunho to school with you, you feel the butterflies burst in your stomach. You've never felt as safe with anyone as you do with Geonhak.

As your book comes to an end, you place it aside and check your phone. It's about 11:30AM.

"We should get ready to go," you say. "I have some readings to finish before I go back home."

"Maybe you could come over to the dorm?" Geonhak suggests. "I could make you some lunch. And you could do your studies at my dorm. If you want."

You grin. "Sure. I'd like that."

Geonhak sits next to you as you work on your computer on the couch. Two windows are open on your screen, one with your reading and one to take notes on. Your sandwich lays half eaten on a plate on the table in front of you.

"Sunho was talking, yesterday, about wanting you to help him with subtraction," you say to Geonhak.

"Oh, really? I'd love to."

"I know." You glance at Geonhak. While you've been looking at your computer screen, you've been somewhat aware of Geonhak's eyes on you the entire time. You don't know why he's been watching you this whole time,and you don't want to ask.

You reach over your computer for your sandwich, and your arm bumps the top of the screen, right where the door had hit you last night after your father threw it open. It did end up bruising, as did the spot on your hip. But the one on your hip wasn't as bad.

You wince and lift your arm a bit, and instead reach around your computer instead of over. You don't want to worry Geonhak, and pray that he didn't see or notice. But you weren't so lucky.

"Huh?" Geonhak looks at you. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, yeah. I just . . . I hurt my arm yesterday is all."

Geonhak carefully takes your hand in his, watching you to make sure you're okay with it. When you don't stop him, he slides your sleeve up your arm and inspects the purple bruise carefully.

"You did this to yourself?" he asks, looking up at you with concern, his fingers gently tracing the outline of the bruise. You can't lie to him. You don't want to. And, to be honest, you don't think your brain or mouth will let you.

"Well . . . no, not exactly," you say, shaking your head.

"Who did this?"

You hesitate.

You don't want Geonhak to think you're friends with him just because you still need help coping with your family problems. And you definitely don't want to be a burden.

Your mouth doesn't let you lie.

"My dad hit me with the door yesterday," you admit.

Geonhak looks furious. "He did what? Y/N, I thought--"

"I don't think he meant to do it," you blurt out. "I mean--I don't think he meant to hurt me. He was just mad."

"That's the case every time," Geonhak says, staring into your eyes. "It's always that 'he was just mad.' But that's not an excuse for him to hurt you."

You stare back at Geonhak, and nod. You know he's right. That your father is hurting you, and at this point, it doesn't matter if he means to or not.

"You're right."

After a second, he takes your hands in his reassuringly, and looks you right in the eyes. "Hey. Y/Nie. Do you want to stay here tonight? I don't want you going back there, if you aren't going to be safe."

You look up at him. You almost want to say yes. But you also don't want to. On one hand, you want to spend more time with him. He makes you happy. You trust Geonhak more than anyone else.

But on the other hand, you don't trust him completely. Or anyone. You've given up on that. When the person you were supposed to trust most, your own parent, broke your trust, how can you trust anyone else like that?

You smile, pulling your hands away from him, and you shake your head.

"It's alright," you say. "Thank you for the offer, Hak, really. But like I said earlier, I'd like to give him one more chance. And I don't want to be a bother to you or your members, so if something happens, I'll just get a hotel room someplace," you say.

He tilts his head curiously and frowns. "You won't be a bother, Y/N. The members love you, trust me. Seoho definitely loves telling you about my embarrassing moments," he says grinning. 

You smile,  but shake your head. "Thank you, Geonhak. But really, I think I'll stay at a hotel if something happens."

Geonhak sighs, then nods,  pulling his hand away from yours, and you feel yourself deflate a bit. "I'm always here if you need me, okay Y/Nie?"

"Of course."

You two continue to hang out a bit longer, until it's time for you to pick up Sunho from his school and for Geonhak to head to his work. You wish him a good day of practice, and leave to walk to Sunho's school on your own.

You have no idea where your mind is as you walk. It seems to be wandering everywhere, so much that you're barely aware of where you're going. You're on autopilot as you walk to Sunho's school. It's a wonder you don't accidentally walk into a lamp post

You know that you like Geonhak. You know that you have romantic feelings for him, however small. But right now, the last thing you want to do is act on them.

Growing up as a small kid, you had looked up to your parents. At first, you'd thought they were the best couple ever--seeing that parents are supposed to be their kids' role model.

But naturally, as your parents' marriage fell apart, so did your idea of love. How could you trust anyone with your heart when one of the people you were supposed to trust the most--your own father--already had broken your trust? You don't know if you're able to trust anyone like that. At least, for now. For you, you're happier just being friends with someone who you want to be more with.

But you also don't want to spend so much time close to Geonhak that you fall deeper in your feelings. Spending another night with him will make you want to spend another, and another. And you're too worried that that'll lead to you two being more than friends. Which you're not ready for.

You look up and realize you're at your destination. The gates leading to the school are there before you, standing a little taller than you are.

You stand, waiting outside of the gates in front of Sunho's school, like a parent waiting for their kid. You're a couple minutes early, so you're waiting, listening to your music while staring in the direction of the school while you think about how you like Geonhak but don't want to like Geonhak.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a small ring! from your phone. You look down, frowning, and you see that you just received a text from Geonhak. You click the message to see what he said.

Geonhak 🐥: The members were asking about you. They say hi and they hope you're doing well!

Above the text is a selfie Geonhak took. You can see Youngjo, Seoho and Dongju beside him, as well as Keonhee and Hwanwoong reflected in the mirror behind him. They're all smiling brightly, waving, making peace signs or hearts and silly faces. You can't help but smile. He and his members are all so sweet, and you can't help but smile dumbly as you type a text back.

You: Aww! Tell them thank you for me! 💕

You: And thank you for spending time with me today.

Just after you send the second text, you can hear the bell ring in the distance, signaling the end of Sunho's school day. A couple minutes pass as some students start exiting. They run to their waiting older parents or siblings. As you continue looking over the kids, you spot him.

Sunho is talking to two friends next to him. One little girl, who you recognize as his best friend Areum, and another kid who you don't know the name of. Sunho sees you, waves goodbye to his friend, and runs over to you.

"Hi Y/Nie!" he says, running over to grab your hand. "I can't wait to tell you about what I learned today! And Mr. Kim!"

You smile as you lead him to the bus stop. "I can't wait to hear it. And I'm sure Mr. Kim will be happy to hear it tomorrow before school, too!"

"Yeah!" He grins widely. "Can I show you at home?"

You grin. "Of course. Sunho," you say. You look up at the sky. The sun is bearing down on you. It's hot as hell today. You look down at Sunho. "How about we go and get you some ice cream. Does that sound good?"

"Yes please!"

You smile, leading the way toward the ice cream place you've gone once with Geonhak and Sunho.

You don't know what it is, but you find so much joy in pampering and treating Sunho. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that you didn't get enough affection from your father, and you've seen that your father doesn't give Sunho any attention either. You want to give Sunho everything you lacked as a child.

You smile softly down at Sunho. 

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MIDNIGHT SHADOW (part I/?)

Summary: After finding a peculiar girl, Tony took her under his wing and talked Steve into recruiting her as an Avenger. Unexpectedly, the one she clicks with instantly is The Winter Soldier. Would it have something to do with her past?

Request: Hey [...] Can I make a request for a story where the reader is a newly recruited Avenger and Tony's favorite girl to pamper. Tony is super protective of her too. He's almost a father figure to her. Eventually the reader and Bucky fall in love with buckets of fluff and fantastic sexual tension. They're in the forever kind of love. You'd really be making my day! Thank you so much!!! Hoping I get to read a few many chapters on this

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Genre: angsty fluff

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Requested by: @littlestarkgone

Bucky Barnes: @marshyrebelcloud

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Warnings: language (that's it? I think?)

A/N: this took ages for me to finish it (I couldn't find a start, I kept writing parts that fitted the plot, not the start). A lot of shit came together; college, family reunions, Christmas, etc. But it's finally here yay! It's going to be more lighthearted than the rest of my series I hope, enjoy <3.

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BUCKY'S P. O. V.

I had just left the gym, to which I had assisted early in the morning, and, just like every other day, the first thing I did was to make my way to the kitchen.

As usual, Steve was there already, having breakfast along with Sam and Natasha.

However, there was a putoff that morning in particular, an anomaly in their routine patern; they were quiet.

"Good mornin'." I greeted the three of them, making my way to the side of the kitchen counter that was opposite to theirs, but instead of receiving Sam's teasing about my choice of sweatpants, or Steve's smile, or Natasha's 'good morning to you', I didn't obtain response. "what's gotten into y'all? You're creeping me out already and it's only seven in the f—"

"Shhh!" Natasha glared at me. "She's sleeping."

"she?"

"Y/n Y/l/n." Sam whispered, motioning me to take a peek at the largest couch in the living room, situated in front of the open concept kitchen. "The new girl."

"Wait what?" I lifted my chin to spare a glance in the direction Sam wanted me to look, only to see the outline of what just now that they had told me, seemed like a person under a way too large blanket. "Thought she was coming in a month or so?"

"Tony brought her here late at night." Natasha informed me, glancing over her shoulder to check on the girl.

"how late?"

"Four-ish in the morning." Natasha added. "I was awake when Tony came in with her covered in blood."

"You kiddin' me." I stared at the shape of the girl, who had shifted slightly, in utter confusion.

"I heard that she can blow up things with her eyes." Sam blurted out.

"wasn't she an agent?" Steve questioned, frowning his eyes.

"Dunno man, that's what I heard in the news."

"Don't believe everything you hear, Wilson." Natasha replied, almost as if she was a mother scolding her kid. "everyone is going crazy 'cause there's gonna be a new Avenger, so people are making up bullshit to make it even more thrilling." the redhead, who had now all of our attention, lazily denied.

Sam abruptly shifted his posture, sitting upright, and we all gave him a weird look, to which he muttered in response "new girl's awake."

We redirected all our attention to Y/n, who was now sat on the couch, slowly getting up.

Natasha was the first one to speak. "hey! Good morning." she greeted her, a half smile and accompanying a tone in her voice that made it seem welcoming, yet professional. "wanna join us? We're having breakfast."

"Uhm... Sure." The redhead assassin motioned Y/n to approach us, which she complied with. "I'm... I'm Y/n. " she mumbled, not having shaken the sleep off her just yet.

"Good to meet you Y/n." Steve spoke with a warm smile. "I'm Steve, that's Natasha, but I guess you already met her, didn't ya?" the y/h/c girl nodded. " so this is Sam, and that's Bucky." I waved my hand at her with my lips pursed in what attempted to be an smile. "You probably knew us already, but it's always nice to make a proper presentation."

"Yeah I guess." she replied, shrugging. "Do you know where's Tony?" I shook my head no and looked around me to see if someone knew.

"I... Guess he's in the lab?" Steve asked, with a shrug. "I can go and check."

"I'll go see if he's in his office." Natasha announced, getting up from her stool and motioning Y/n to take the seat. "see you later, Barnes."

"Sure thing, Romanoff." I replied with a nod accompanying my words.

Sam, Y/n and I were left alone in the kitchen and everything fell silent and slightly uncomfortable.

"So" Sam began a sentence, his eyes fixed in Y/n and mines in him. "can you blow up things with your eyes or it's fake?"

Y/n's head slowly spun around to stare at Sam with a frown in her face that showed a high level of confusion.

"He's a dumbfuck."

"fuck you, Barnes."

"Don't mind him." I continued absently, turning around in order to prepare her something for breakfast. "you like toasts?"

"Uh... Yeah. Are you gonna- oh okay" I looked over my shoulder just to see her propped over the counter with the help of her forearms, probably to check what I was doing. "Thanks." a smile showed up in her face, triggering mine.

"Okay darling I'm here." Tony's voice echoed in the whole stance while he made his way to the girl. "What do you need?"

"Uh I don't know where's my room or anything and-"

"Shit." Tony muttered as if he had forgotten about it. "Okay, come with me."

"But" she glanced at me biting her lower lip, what I identified as a nervous habit. "Bucky’s making me breakfast."

The billionaire glanced at me hesitantly and then let his eyes go back to Y/n. "I'll come for you in like fifteen minutes, is that okay, chef?"

I nodded, not bothering to look at him.

"Oh and also," Y/n hummed, cueing him to continue his announcement. "tomorrow I want everyone in the gym at 6 am."

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"Alright guys, round up!" Tony yelled, clapping his hands for all of us to direct our attention to him, standing in the middle of the mat. "This is Y/n, she's the new girl." Y/n, who was standing right behind Tony, loosely waved his hand at us. "She needs a training pal, so we'll do quick rounds, just like we did with Wanda and Bucky."

"Whoever matches her fighting abilities the best," Steve continued, joining Tony where he was standing whilst bandaging his hands. "sticks with her, at least for now." Tony nodded and Steve motioned at Maximoff. "C'mon, Wanda."

"Hey" Tony turned around to face Y/n. "Remember we're trying to match you." she whispered a confused 'so?', to which Tony responded, "Don't go easy on anyone, alright kid?" Y/n nodded and, stepped up to meet Wanda.

Steve gave the signal.

Wanda lasted 5 seconds.

"Wilson?" Tony requested as Y/n helped Wanda get up. "Romanoff goes next, then me."

Sam got knocked out.

Natasha put up with her with a long while, long enough for Steve to stop them.

When Natasha left the mat, she had a frown on her face as if she had caught up on something we didn't.

Tony inevitably held back, so he didn't last long.

"I'm sorry" Y/n whispered, crouching to check on Tony. "You alright?"

"Perfectly fine, darling." he groaned. "Rogers?" Steve approached them quick, grabbing Tony's hand to get him up. "Your turn."

"Yeah, uh" the blond man, still with Tony's hand in his, peeked at Y/n. "no."

Tony let go of him. "what the fuck?"

"I can't take care of another trainee." Steve explained in a low voice. "I'm already taking care of Wanda."

They both took a look at the young witch, who only folded her arms over her chest.

"Okay." Tony agreed with a nod. "fair enough."

"It's okay if you can't take me Rogers." Y/n teased with the sweetest smile. "you don't have to make up excuses, just say you're scared."

"Damn girl!" Sam exclaimed, provoking Natasha to bump his shoulder. "Ouch."

"what did you just say?"

"You heard me."

There was a moment of silence before Steve tried to step up to meet Y/n. Luckily, Tony held him back just in time "Barnes!"

I walked towards the mat and turned my face at the rest. "who's winning?"

"Me." Natasha spoke, raising her hand. "As usual." her eyes flickered to Y/n and before I could turn around, the girl had me on the floor. "Seems to me I'm still winning."

"C'mon that's not fair." I got up with Y/n's help and tried to find support on somebody. "I wasn't even looking."

"That's your problem." she raised both her hands stepping back. "Not mine."

"Stevie?"

"He gets another try." my bestfriend replied with a stern look.

"C'mon Rogers, that is not fair." Natasha whined.

"Kid's right, Cap." Tony stated. "Manchurian Candidate here doesn't get another try." he motioned at Natasha and continued talking. "Miss Rushman," The former Russian assassin groaned at Tony's nickname. "the girl is yours, collect your child."

"Don't worry, soldier." Y/n bumped my arm playfully whilst passing me by. "I'll give you another chance next time."

"Looking forward to it." I half smiled, stepping out of the mat right after her.

[babeyvenus]

Revival(BNHA OC)

Chapter 5: Sports Festival?

Keeping herself hidden from her villainous father, and studying to be a hero for the sake of her and her deceased mother, Sunako Homura pushes her way through countless challenges in her highschool years. Will she lose it all, or lose herself?

Story Genre: Fluff, Angst, Romance, Family/Comfort

Tags/Trigger Warnings: Gore/Blood, Suicidal attempts, Alcohol, Language, Panic Attacks

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After dinner, there was an awkward vibe between Shura and I. Neither her or I have said anything to each other even after she came home.

"You didn't tell me you were going on a trip.", Shura suddenly speaks up.

"My bad?", I say and she smacks me on my head. "Uh...OW!?"

Tatsuo hisses in sympathy.

"You earned that! You had me worried!", she says looking back at the sink. "All Might called home and I was worried sick. You're lucky I was stuck at work, or I'd have been there to strangle you."

I sweatdropped. "Please don't."

She sighs and shakes her head. "Just be careful. This is your first time fighting a villain and you almost died...."

"I didn't get anywhere close to dying, Shura.", I say, crossing my arms.

"To me, you did. I shouldn't have to get a phone call home about you being in danger or hurt, or worse.", she says, sullen and walking to her room.

"I know.", I say, looking down at my lap, not wanting to make it worse.

"She's only looking out for you, Sunako.", Tomohiro says.

I know.

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After two days of resting, I went outside only to see Bakugou already ahead.

“So, you weren’t gonna wait?”, I joked, catching up to him.

“Tch.”, he rolled his eyes. “You take too long. Shouldn’t take you 30 years to put on some pants.”

“You’re exaggerating and a drama queen,” I say.

He glared at me and I just laughed as we got to the entrance.

“Hey, Sunako!”, I hear Mina call me.

Before I could turn around, I was tugged somewhere into the girls changing room.

“What’s going on!?”, I exclaimed, seeing Yaoyorozu, Tsuyu and Uraraka trailing behind her.

“It’s about time you got out of those pants, don’t you think…?”, Ashido smiles sinisterly, along with the other trio.

“And that’s my cue to leave.”, Tomohiro says, disappearing.

You ass! Don’t leave me!!

I backed up into a wall. “What’re you trying to do….?”

Tsuyu wrapped me up with her tongue as Yaoyorozu sized me up, making a skirt, black thigh highs, a black bra in my size.

“Don’t even think about putting that on me!”, I yelled.

“Would you rather do it yourself?”, Ashido asked.

“I’d rather die!”, I deadpanned.

They looked at me with straight faces and neared me again.

“You can beat me or whatever, but I ain't putting it on!”, I exclaim.

"Oh, c'mon! It's not that bad.", Mina says, making me raise both of my eyebrows in disbelief.

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“Hey, you guys!!”, Ashido calls.

I felt myself being dragged inside the classroom, hearing a bunch of voices going around and then it gets quiet.

“We got something to show ya! Meet the new Homura Sunako!”, she announces, ripping a cover off of me.

I look around the room to see the rest of the class’s wide eyes and some of their cheeks dusted pink.

“Isn’t she cute??”, Uraraka asks.

“Very.”, Kaminari grins.

“I didn't need your opinion!”, I yell and Mina giggles, wrapping her arms around me.

I glanced toward the rest of the room. “What’re you guys staring at!? Quit gawkin’!!”, I growled.

“Aw, c'mon Sunako-chan…you don’t look bad. You’re super cute!”, Hagakure says.

“I’m not cute!”, I argue.

“She’s right, though!”, Kaminari says and grins at Kirishima. "Don't you think so, bro?" Kirishima rubs behind his neck. "C'mon, don't make her uncomfortable."

I groaned out loud turning to Mina. “Why’d you make me put this on?”

“To get in touch with your inner femininity.”, she says, shrugging.

What kinda answer is that….?

“She’s right, you know.”, Tomohiro says. "It doesn't hurt to do so every now and then."

Your opinion is invalid. You didn't help me.

The door slid open to show a wrapped up mummy.

“Who-?”, I started, but was cut off by threatening, but mumbled voice.

“Why are you all still up…? Sit. Down.”, a familiar voice says.

“Mr. Aizawa….!?”

“You’re back!!”

“Aren’t you supposed to be resting??”

“My well being isn’t of importance right now. I just need to let you all know that your battle isn’t finished.”, he says, walking over to the podium.

“What…?”

“More villains….?”, I whispered.

“The sports festival is coming up.”, he says.

Everyone sighs in relief. Asshole…

“I forget this is a school.”, Kaminari says.

“Everyone…I’m gonna do my best!”, Uraraka exclaims.

Everyone fist pumps the air. “Yeah!!”

“I said I’m gonna do my best!!”, Uraraka yells aggressively.

“Y-yeah….”

The class went by just as fast as it came and everyone clambered to leave.

“I’m so tired…”, I say, yawning. I glanced Uraraka as she trembles, facing the door.

“W-what the-!?”

“What’s going on!?”, Midoriya exclaims.

The door was blocked by various and many students from other classes.

“What now…?”, I say, walking up to group.

“What’re they here for!?”, Mineta yelled looking confused.

Bakugou brushes past me. “They know about USJ, you idiots. They’re scoping out the competition.”

Mineta points at him and looks at Midoriya as he reassures him.

Bakugou walks up to the door. “Now that we got that out the way, you idiots have no business looking in here. Now, get outta my way, extras!”

“H-hey! Bakugou!”

“You can’t just call people extras because you don’t know who they are!”, Iida yells.

I walked up to the door, but paused as a bored looking, lavender haired student walked up. “I heard you guys were impressive, but you just sound like an ass. I’m sad to find that you guys aren’t nothing but egotistical maniacs.”

“Hah!?”, Bakugou sneered.

I frowned. “Now, wait just a minute-”

The guy starts rambling and I sigh, tuning out.

This is a waste of time…

“Bakugou, where are you going? It’s your fault they’re in our grill!”, I hear Kirishima exclaim.

“None of that shit matters. When you rise to the top, none of these shitheads will matter.”, Bakugou says leaving.

"That guy moves to the beat of his own drum.", I say, rubbing my temple. "I kinda like him. He doesn't take shit from no one.", Tatsuo says, smirking.

You two might just get along then cause you're both annoying.

I sighed, walking out of the school after the day.

“I never understood what all that was about. They saw who they were up against, why provoke us?”, I grumble lowly.

“They want to see who was really a challenge. Considering this is a popular school.", Tomohiro says.

“Maybe they’re scared.", Tatsuo says and I roll my eyes. "Scared of what? We haven't done much."

"They'll be seeing soon enough but for now, just worry about training.", Tomohiro warns.

I walked inside my house and paused seeing my aunt drop her remote.

“You…you’re wearing a skirt….and you look ADORABLE!!”, she gets up and squishes my cheeks.

“Told you, it’s not bad. It’s a good change.”, Tomohiro grins.

“Yeah, yeah.", I grumble, pushing her off. "I haven't seen you wear a skirt in so long," she pauses. "Who put you up to it?"

I shook my head. "Just a couple of girls from my class." She raised her eyebrows. "You told your class? I mean, it's obvious but how did they take it?"

"They were shocked…. confused?", I shrug. "They accepted it fairly quickly for some reason but there's no need to dwell on it." She nods. "Well it's good that they're looking out for you too. Make sure you make a lot of friends, yeah?"

I nod. "Okay."

She claps suddenly. "Speaking of friends, guess who's back?"

I tilted my head in confusion and walked around the stairs to get to the kitchen, where she had this mystery guest hidden.

“X-xen!? Ushio!?”

Ushio Suki and Xen Yamato, my childhood friends. We met at an Aikido tournament after I'd beaten Xen. Ushio rushed at his side in seconds so she's had a crush on him for the longest.

Ushio came up to me and hugged me. “How’ve you been? I missed you!”

He shrugged and smiled. “We saw each other at the store and thought to drop by and see how you were doing.”

I frown. Now, of all times….?

“Give them a chance. They’ve missed you.”, Tomohiro says from the island.

“It’s been a year, you guys.”, I say.

Xen scratches his cheek and chuckles nervously. “Yeah…it has.”

“Yeah, sorry. I went to America for a while. I had to deal with my grandma remember?”, she asks.

“Oh, that’s right. At least somebody bothered to tell me something.”, I say, pointedly at Xen.

An awkward silence ruled out in the air.

“I’ll leave you guys alone.”, Shura said, leaving the kitchen.

I crossed my arms. “So…”

“How’re you doing after the USJ incident…?”, he asks.

How’d he know about that….?

“How'd you know I was there…?”, I asked.

“You can’t answer my question with a question.”, he says.

Yeah, I meant to come see you but it was this redhead standing outside the nurse's office.”, she says, scratching her neck.

Kirishima...

I shook my head. “You’re in my house. Answer mine.”, I say, looking at Xen.

“I’m in 1-B.”, he says.

“I’m in the Support department.”, Ushio says.

My eyes widen. “You two are at UA….? I haven’t seen you there.”

“I could barely recognize you either until I saw your face.”, he says.

“Same.”

I sighed. “Well I’m doing fine, as you can see. I just came back.”

“Yeah, I see.”, he says, looking me up and down. Ushio smiled widely, doing the same. "This look is cute.", she says.

I sigh. “Well, if that’s all you’re here for, you can have any snack and leave. I’m gonna go wash up.”, I say.

“Damn, you’re throwing us out already?”, he joked.

“Yes, get out.”, Tatsuo orders and Tomohiro pats his shoulder.

I rolled my eyes with a smile. “I’m pretty sure you got other things to do.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”, he says going through my pantry.

“Yup, gotta get back home. I didn’t even tell my mom I was coming to visit you.”, she says.

“Don’t touch my pockies, I’ll murder you both in your sleep.”, I say, walking away.

“I believe it.”, he says, still rummaging.

“We won’t!”, Ushio exclaims.

My phone binged as soon as I walked out of my bathroom,catching my attention.

{XXX-XXX-XX23}

Hey, grl!

Uh…what…?

{Dxmonix}

Who’s this…?

{XXX-XXX-XX23}

It’s Mina! Srry, I went through your phone when you were changing (¯∇¯٥)

{Dxmonix}

No worries (ーωー)

{Alien Queen}

Gotta add you to the Bakusquad now

{Dxmonix}

The what now?

{Alien Queen}

Mweheheh

{Dxmonix}

You're creeping me out Mina.

{Alien Queen}

Don't worryyyy

Alien Queen placed you in BakuSquad!

What the hell.

{Sparky}

Hey, Sunako chan!(≧▽≦)/

{Sticky}

What’s up?(*¯∀¯)ノ

{Sharkyboi}

Hewwo(≧▽≦)/

{Dxmonix}

Hey guys(￣▽￣)ノ

Alien Queen added Lord Explosion Murder!

{Dxmonix}

Uh…..wut…?

{Lord Explosion Murder}

Tf is this?

{Dxmonix}

Uh Mina…?

{Alien Queen}

So! Now that we have everyone here, it’s time for questions

{Lord Explosion Murder}

Hell no. Take me out of this shit

{Sticky}

Lmaooo

{Dxmonix}

Relax Explosion Boy

{Lord Explosion Murder}

Fuck off

And get me out of this chat!

{Alien Queen}

Not until we talk

{Dxmonix}

We're talking tho

{Lord Explosion Murder}

I'm going to sleep.

{Dxmonix}

Felt that

{Alien Queen}

Nuuuu

{Sparky}

Awwww lame

{Sharkyboi}

I smell fail

{Lord Explosion Murder}

If you’re fuckin finished, can I leave now

{Alien Queen}

Nope!

I shook my head, lurking through the messages and saved everyone's contact before slowly falling asleep.

Within the next few days of training for the festival, things weren’t getting any better. Everyone was bustling about getting themselves pumped up and prepared or some were just completely out of it and unprepared.

Me, on the other hand, I was a little bit of both.

“All of Japan will be watching, huh…?”, I asked Uraraka.

“Don’t remind me!”, she whines.

“It can’t be too bad…”, Yaoyozoru says trembling.

“Yaomomo, you’re shaking.”, Mina pointed out.

“Is everyone ready?”, Iida pops back in the room.

We all nod and get up until Todoroki calls Midoriya out.

I looked at him in confusion.

“Now, that we’re here for this festival…I just want you to know that I’m stronger than you.”, he says.

Midoriya just meekly nods.

“You’ve got All Might waiting for you on the sidelines. I won’t ask why, but I will beat you.”, he says.

He turns to me.

“The same goes for you, Homura. I don’t know exactly what your quirk is like, but I’ll beat you too.”

The hell did I do?

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