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doverstar · 10 months

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abed/annie is my community otp, so I would love to hear your essay if you’re willing to share ♥️

girl it would be my pleasure

this is going to be an absolutely enormous word-vomit, please prepare-

I want to start off by saying I actually think Abed is genuinely a little bit crazy. Yes, he might be on the spectrum or have some disorder but the show is so loose with that it never really confirms it, so I’m not going to confirm it either, I just think there’s something-something-spectrum there but I’m not educated enough to understand exactly what they’re communicating he has or is dealing with. I think the safest thing to assume is indeed that he’s insane (he said it himself; he saw literal lava when Troy was leaving) but in a small, functional, unique way that doesn’t make him dangerous except when he wants to cut people’s arms off because “Evil Abed has taken over” hello someone do something about that –

Anyway. It’s super difficult for me to understand what goes on in his head episode-to-episode, but with Annie it’s actually easier? Abed has such a specific set of needs when it comes to relationships that it’s a miracle he found the study group at all. He’s so smart and creative and he’s actually very empathetic and sweet but he doesn’t always seem to know how to express things.

Annie is clearly Abed’s second-best friend in the show (it helps that the actor/actress are best friends too). When he can’t turn to Troy, he can always turn to Annie. She understands him and there’s never been a point where we see that start or end—it just naturally happened and they’re both used to it. Abed is always touching her, always sitting by her, always making eye contact with her, and if you pay close attention to even background scenes, he’s measuring her reactions to things more often than anyone else’s. If I had to guess, I think she’s the group member he understood faster than any of the others. Abed (this is, from what I’m told, part of being on the spectrum? but like I said I am uneducated and don’t want to definitively say something the show decided not to be clear about) needs certain things to be a certain way, or he can’t operate normally. He panics, or gets angry, or tries to mutilate Jeff Wingers. He genuinely thinks he is crazy, and he genuinely thinks no one he meets will be able to deal with him for an extended amount of time. (Let’s begin at the beginning from his POV.) Abed meets Annie (and the group), and she seems like the typical Molly Ringwald girl-next-door; pretty, smart, wants popularity, ambitious. That’s why he chose her when he created the study group. Annie is all of these cliched things, but hey, quickly it’s pretty clear Annie needs things to be a certain way. Annie needs structure and lists and good grades. So she gets it when Abed needs that, what a pleasant surprise! And part of that is that Annie empathizes with everyone around her, without even trying, so much so that she’s depicted often as the heart of the whole study group. She gets Abed, both because they’re the same in lots of ways and they’re the opposite. She can crush easily, explode easily, cry easily, laugh easily. Everything Abed has no idea how to emote. Annie is a volcano of emotions, and they’re triggered most when she’s feeling because of or on behalf of other people.

So here’s this girl near his own age who is orderly and structured, and knows how other people feel and can enter in with them emotionally, including Abed. She’s so nice, and tries so hard. She’s even good at playing pretend (Mixology Certification, party of one?). What a perfect leading lady for the life-movie Abed sees everywhere he goes (because that’s how he makes sense of the world). Annie is the ideal female star he’d want in any story: the girl full of passion and drive.

But then there’s Jeff—the study group’s Judd Nelson—presumably the perfect leading man. When Abed first handpicks the group in the pilot and first season, Jeff wants Britta. Hey, that makes sense, Britta seems to be the leading lady type, actually! She’s nice, she’s strong, she’s beautiful. Works perfectly. And look, Annie wants Troy—the brainy bubbly girl wants the dumb jock, that makes sense too. Everything works. Then things start changing within the dynamic. Troy is actually not that dumb, and not that sports-obsessed—he’s fun, and he’s the ideal bro for Abed, but he doesn’t work with Annie. Britta is not that nice, and not that strong—she’s bad at everything, and she doesn’t understand people, she just wants to and is constantly trying to portray (and then hopefully become) the kind of person that does. And Jeff is a stunted jerk who needs reformation.

Oh, Annie is Abed’s friend now too. She said it herself, and that’s rare in Abed’s life. She called them really good friends, and that’s so important to him that he’ll sit in a room for 26 straight hours with nothing to do because Annie asked him to do it. Troy is not the only character Abed would give up control for. There’s one other from the start, because the moment she told him with all her earnest doe-eyedness they were friends, she had him hook line and sinker.

Season 1 progresses. Jeff and Britta might still work, and Abed seems mildly interested in that if only for the cliches—maybe Britta can make him better. No, wait, Britta is bad at that too. Actually, they’re not good for each other. Actually, they’re bad for each other—they’re bad for everyone. But they have similar terrible flaws and habits, so maybe they do make a good pair. Still fine leads. Still works. And besides, Annie has filled in the place of Troy with hippie Vaughn, which is also fine. Doesn’t really work long-term, but Jeff and Britta drive the plot forward more anyway, so the focus should be on them, right? The group is working. The group is thriving. The TV of life moves along.

(Except Jeff kissed Annie to win the Man Is Good/Evil debate. And Abed predicted it. Which means he was thinking about that as a possibility, because he operates on variables and tries to understand outcomes so that he’s not surprised by anything and can keep his friends for longer by relating to and reacting to them better. Jeff has leading man vibes, Annie has leading lady vibes, that’s one potential outcome. And though he insists he’s just making hypotheses based on what he’s learned about his friends so far, when it does happen right in front of them in real life, they kiss, Abed is just as shocked as the others—he literally can’t take his eyes off them until the debate is won. Then afterward, he tells Shirley he can’t predict the future and uses his plans for Pierce being discovered as a genius next in his home-movies as an example, which he believes would never happen—then Britta calls Pierce a genius right in front of him and Abed looks visibly concerned. Maybe what he predicts about his friends will keep happening, even the things he thinks are the least likely of the potential outcomes. Maybe even Jeff and Annie as the two leads. But that doesn’t make sense, does it? Jeff and Britta are endgame, aren’t they? Annie is too young for a leading man like Jeff. Annie is too nice; Jeff is too selfish. Annie is gorgeous and driven, Jeff is handsome and needs fixing, that would work, no, it would change things too much, it’s too unlikely, back to Jeff and Britta, back to playing with Troy and studying film, don’t give it a second thought—)

Transfer dance happens. Annie is going away for the summer with Vaughn. Classic Annie, has his back, always doing the better thing for the plot, bringing a good end-of-Season twist, but it’s okay, as far as he knows she’ll be back in the fall and besides, Abed’s got to-roomie-or-not-roomie with Troy issues to deal with.

And then the new semester starts after the transfer dance. And Anthropology 101 happens (again, one of my favorite episodes for the group fight at the end when it comes to my lil ships). I’M GONNA TALK ABOUT ANTHROPOLOGY 101 NOW. For A CHUNK of time. Jeff and Britta are doing relationship-drama stuff Abed doesn’t quite care about, until Shirley suggests he’s being selfish and that a real friend would enter into Jeff and Britta’s [incredibly fake and nasty] “happiness” and Abed thinks that could work. Actually, progressing Jeff and Britta’s relationship is a goal he can definitely work with. In fact, if you pay attention to the show, whenever there is an opportunity to advance or out Jeff/Britta, Abed takes that opportunity. And whenever there is an opportunity to put JeffAnnie in an uncomfortable or inevitable, c’est la vie light (which two independence-heavy freaks like Jeff and Annie would consider negatively) he takes that too.

Abed urges Jeff/Britta to get married right there in the library before the fight, gives them the ring, because he thinks that’s the next logical step in their grossness. Special episode, all about Jeff/Britta, endgame endgame endgame! He can work with that. In fact, he’s happy to control that. He leaves the room to inexplicably get an Irish singer, dead-ringer Clooney, and a transportable wedding set.

When he comes back and tries to prep the group for the special wedding episode, everyone is tense and Jeff is bleeding from the nose, and Abed does not notice; he’s intent on advancing the plot and the endgame. Then Troy says, “Abed. Jeff made out with Annie.” And Abed’s immediate reaction is “What? Where? When?” And he looks unhappy, like the rest of them. Jeff made out with Annie, and that means everything Abed thought he understood is incorrect. (And I think it bothers the crap out of him and he doesn’t have the ability to unpack why that is the way most people do because he’s different. Surely he’s just angry for the same reasons the rest of the group is? That must be it. That must be why he’s angry specifically with Jeff, not Britta in any tangible way, or even Annie in a tangible way—until later, which I’ll talk about eventually.) Annie tells him they kissed after the transfer dance in a guilty voice, which is a sheepishness she does not respond with to any of the other members of the group. It’s almost like she’s picking up on Abed’s emotion specifically this time. And while everyone else in the group explodes, and Jeff reduces his kiss with Annie to something he should be ashamed of (accurate) because men are monsters who crave young flesh and Annie looks absolutely crushed like a deer in the headlights, Abed starts packing up to leave. And we only see how angry he is right then—he doesn’t enter into anyone else’s problems. We see him react to “Jeff made out with Annie”, and then this is the next time we see him react. Jeff asks where he’s going and Abed throws out a quippy “I now pronounce you cancelled” with a bounce of his eyebrows in an angry way, at Jeff, and when he tries to leave Jeff hurls insults at his back and Abed stops in the doorway, in a normal-person—again, angry—way and turns around and drops one of the sickest burns of the whole show, that TV makes sense and has “likeable leading men”, and says “In life, we have this. We have you.” And walks out. His anger is not directed at anybody else. He doesn’t help Troy with the Pierce situation. He doesn’t try to fix any of it. It’s like he heard “Jeff made out with Annie”, learned the specifics, and was standing there reeling until eventually he decided he couldn’t deal and went to leave, and wouldn’t have shown just how angry he was with Jeff unless Jeff had provoked him, which he did.

IT'S ALMOST LIKE HE’S MAD JEFF KISSED ANNIE, JUSSAYIN’-

let me pretend I’m a 14-year-old shippy fangirl in my reasoning, okay-

Abed likes logic, and as Season 2 continues, Jeff/Annie gets more and more logical. In fact, even though he has noticed that Jeff and Britta are secretly hooking up in the background of the Season, he is not surprised in Paradigms of Human Memory when Annie calls Jeff out for the will-they-won’t-they he’s been enacting with her, and even says there is something between the two of them, matter-of-factly, which Jeff refuses to own up to. But Abed and Annie are getting closer and closer, too. It’s subtle, but it’s clear they’re 100% comfortable around each other. That becomes super clear by Abed’s Uncontrollable Christmas, when, besides Troy, Annie is the only other character to enter into Abed’s way of thinking and play with him, because it’s genuinely important to him and she recognizes that this is what he needs, when everyone else kind of drops off. She helps Abed and Troy stop Duncan from dealing with Abed in a practical, normal way, because she sees that Abed is dealing with something and can only deal with it his way to get through it. That’s incredibly rare for Abed, we see. He’s very attached to her—like I said, often touching her, often sitting by her, often reacting to her.

(I mean hi, in English As A Second Language, Abed thinks he won’t be affected by Annie’s Disney Face; when everyone else obeys Jeff in closing their eyes to it, Abed doesn’t. “Oh don’t worry about me, I can only connect to people through...movies...” literally stops in his tracks when he sees her Disney Face with the cutest wistful twitch of a smile. Jeff has to Indiana-Jones-reference him to make him look away. He doesn’t only connect to people through movies—at least, Annie can get through to him without the need of movies; he’s not a quirky lil robot, he can have normal feelings, but boy does it seem like Annie is the one bringing them out of him more often than most. she gets under his skin ajhzsdkejdb-)

Abed definitely has a crush on Annie. But he doesn’t know how to deal with that or portray it. To his mind, Annie should be with a leading man. Any time he flirts with her, he is pretending to be a leading man from a movie or show. (For a Few Paintballs More, anyone?) Because that’s who she should be paired off with. And that’s what she wants, right? She loooves Jeff Winger now. Britta’s not the leading lady, she never was, that role was always Annie’s, and it makes sense she wants Jeff, and it makes even more sense that Abed is observing the love story, not part of it. Abed is not the leading man, he’s the computer. He watches, analyzes, does not get involved or get the girl.

But he still wants her around, and he can have that much—in fact, when he moves in with Troy and Annie tells him she loves their place, Abed instantly suggests she move in. Not Abed and Troy. Just Abed, and he does not discuss it with his roommate. And Troy seems confused and surprised and gives Abed such an interesting look right after. Annie moves in, Abed agrees to sacrifice some of his routine for her (blanket fort for he and Troy, full bedroom for Annie), things are happy. Things are fine. She puts away his buttered noodles when he’s not finished with them, but she adapts to his needs when he expresses he doesn’t want her to do that; she breaks his Batman DVD but he adapts by forgiving her in a role he can express that in—Batman himself, plus, bonus, he gets to flirt with her as that leading man—and things are better. But then Annie starts trying to control things. Annie starts trying to make life go according to the movie in her head. She tries to get Britta and Troy together, which not only robs Abed of his best friend for a day and disrupts his routine, it makes him angry with Annie. And not just because she tampered with the group’s dynamic, which he doesn’t want anyone else but him to do. okay we’re caught up NOW I get to talk about Virtual Systems Analysis, which is my FAVORITE COMMUNITY EPISODE-

Throughout that episode, Annie is trying to speak in Abed’s language in the Dreamatorium in order to teach him empathy. In the past, she’s had success in communicating with him on his level, but this seems extra hard for some reason. She sees somehow through his expressionless face right away and sees he is angry with her, and though he tries to deflect by saying she’s going to ruin the group by meddling, she eventually does recognize what the problem is. At first she’s convinced Abed just wants Abed’s way and that he needs to be taught how to think of others first (she’s right), but he hears her say that to Troy and it spirals him right into the worry he always has—that he’s crazy, that he’s a problem, that he’ll never fit in because of that, and that when Annie (and anyone else) tries to deal with or fix him, they will get sick of it, give up, and toss him aside. He was already angry with her for a different reason, not just wanting his way again—but now he’s sure she’s done with Abed, too. So he becomes someone else, everyone else, to make his point: that she’s just messing with Britta and Troy so that nothing will stand in the way of her and Jeff.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAYS WHEN HE IS PRETENDING TO BE JEFF TO HER? He says, “With Abed gone, and Troy and Britta together, there’s nothing standing in the way of us.” With Abed gone. Why did he say that? Because with Abed gone, Annie gets to be in control of everyone? Obviously not. Or is it because out of everyone, every variable, the only other match that makes sense for Britta is Troy and the only other match that makes sense for Annie is-

Oops, Freudian slip. Oh, she’s not falling for it. And Abed is mad at her because he thinks she set up Britta and Troy so she could be with Jeff. Abed is mad that that’s what she wants. And when she tries to argue it’s not, he literally pretends he is her, logicking it out at her, trying to convince her that that is what she wants, because that’s what he thinks she wants, and her controlling things to cause JeffAnnie makes him mad. But c’est la vie, it’s inevitable anyway, right? Why isn’t she seeing that? Why is she trying to talk about him, he doesn’t want to talk about him, especially not after what she said about him— Then she fights back and tells him that she does not love Jeff, she loves the idea of being loved and if she can teach a guy like Jeff to love her, she’ll never be alone. And then she finds out that’s what Abed is afraid of, too. No—that’s what Abed is used to. “I’ve run the simulations, Annie. I don’t get married. [Why is that the first thing he said?] I don’t etc. etc.”

He’s afraid he’ll be alone, and people will always be getting tired of him and throwing him away. Didn’t Annie get tired of him? But she doesn’t, she’s not—in fact, she understands him. She shows him other members of the group understand that feeling, too. She uses his language to explain to him that he’s wrong, and that neither of them should be trying to make life go according to a script in their heads. Abed sees that she does understand, and if she can get into his head and understand him, she really can do it with anyone, and if she can do it, maybe he can too. Annie helps him and makes him a better person, because she reminds him to empathize, which is something Abed didn’t think he could do. Okay I just spent a long time talking about Abed’s perspective. A tiny bit of Annie now, because this is going on too long. As for Annie, she is afraid of being alone and unloved. She’s “psycho”, she’s crazy too, because someone who empathizes that much and can exude that much emotion does seem crazy to other people. She’s a different crazy than Abed, but her brand of psycho lends itself well to getting and communicating with him, because his crazy is escapism and her crazy is confrontation. His crazy is emotionless, her crazy is emotional. His crazy is control, her crazy is compassion. Her parents cut her off, her high school shunned her, Troy never noticed her, of course she’s scared of being ditched. Of being unimportant. Annie’s need to be perfect comes from the need to feel valued. And doesn’t Abed understand the need to not feel left alone? Doesn’t he understand everything needing to be just so, doesn’t he understand wanting to feel important but never expecting it? Just the computer. Just the observer. Wait. Didn’t he invite her to live with him, voluntarily? Doesn’t he always seem to be choosing her to sit by, don’t they always seem to be reassuring one another with a look or a touch? He gets how she feels about Jeff and Britta and their monopolization (hi Basic Sandwich), he gets when she’s feeling insecure, he gets when she needs to escape, just for a second, to pretend to be someone else in any given scenario so that she can take a risk or get out of her comfort zone, and he excels at that so they often do it together. They don’t have to be alone, they have each other. Annie doesn’t have to be perfect, Abed doesn’t have to be normal, and neither of them have to be in control. But nobody listens to me and instead we have Jeff kissing Annie and Brie Larson in a sweater. And don’t get me started on VCR Maintenance and Educational Publishing and why Abed and Annie are individually trying so hard to fight each other’s third-roommate preferences-

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did-i-mention-the-shirt · 7 months

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okay okay yes i KNOW i should be writing my fanfic BUT

Community characters as AJJ songs bc it's my favorite show and favorite band :] (If you want anyone added, feel free to ask!) Jeff Winger - Brave As A Noun. Okay, hear me out. This song not only applies to him lyrically but also shares the energy he has in the later seasons. He's just forcing himself to be satisfied with a life he doesn't really want, but also doesn't hate, is very season six finale. That is very much BAAN.

Britta Perry - Dissonance. It really has her energy. From the pilot to the finale, it fits her consistently despite her major character change. She is not put together. She hates herself because everyone's told her to. Britta is the best, but no one sees that. Not even herself. The only people who treated her with respect were the people she spent the least amount of time with! Think about it, she's had - what? - One touching scene with Duncan and Pierce each? She deserves more.

Abed Nadir - Goodbye, Oh Goodbye. Just listen to the song and you'll agree. This is mostly because of Troy's departure or in Abed's Uncontrollable Christmas. Whenever he has to confront his emotions, he has this distance between himself and everyone else. The opening lines, "I was thrown onto the ground/I was locked inside a basement/The guards went on vacation while I plotted my revolt." really, really, REALLY reminds me of 'Virtual Systems Analysis' when Annie's talking to Abed in the mind locker. It's a sad song, but it really fits him. The line "It's nothing like the nothingness that normally numbs one pain" is very clearly related to Troy. He got so used to Troy, and he never took him for granted, but Troy became a constant. He was Abed's anchor, and now he's gone.

Annie Edison - No one. This is Annie, particularly as the Ace of Hearts in 'A Fistful Of Paintballs'.

Troy Barns - A Big Day for Grimley. It's giving post-sea voyage Troy. He's changed, he's traumatized, and he's a little bit alone. He's proud of himself but is full of regret. What happened to Abed? He doesn't know.

Pierce Hawthorne - People Ii: The Reckoning. THIS IS PIERCE!!! Now, many of you know I love Pierce, so if you don't then you might not agree with this choice lmao

Pierce is sad. He is so sad. In Britta's words, he has spent so long looking out for himself, but he would give it all up for a shot at a family. He never gets that family. The study group never fully accepts him, despite his efforts and his becoming a better person with their help. Even Annie, the nicest to him in the group, seems to see him as a project or something. Like, he's just some old racist, homophobic old man, and not someone with 60+ years of trauma that he gradually works through with the help of his friends. He gains a brother. He defends the LGBTQ+ community. He wants nothing more than to be close to Jeff. And he dies alone.

So, yeah. "Here's to you Mrs. Robinson, people love you more, oh nevermind."

Dean Craig Pelton - Human kittens. No, I don't know why. Someone needs to give him a hug (Jeff).

Ben Chang - Dipping Things In Stuff. I don't know, he's batshit. He wants love though, just like the rest of us. This is very seasons 5/6 of Chang, I believe.

Buzz Hickey - Hate, rain on me. Tired, nihilistic, and praying for hope. I really like this song for him.

Elroy Patashnick - Normalization Blues. Don't ask me why. It works.

Ian Duncan - Fucc The Devil. Sad, distant, desperate, and hallow. But enough about Duncan. This song is the perfect example of, "I have what I want. Why am I still not okay?" which is what Duncan faces a lot. "I wanna go away for a while/Away for awhile/Because the things that I have seen/Are turning me into a shitty human being." Look me in the eyes and tell me that's not Ian. This man deserves so much more then people will let him have. Don't get me wrong, he's awful. But aren't we all, just a little bit?

Frankie and Shirley are too sane for this band im sorry to them

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marcothephoenixhusband · 1 year

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Fortune

Heres a dream drabble that turned hella sad, but nonetheless here it is. An extra for you guys dont cry itll be okay.♡

Never said I was a good writer.

🔞18+ NSFW Like one scene.

~Marcos POV~

"Lets go to the fortune teller Marco" you hear Ace say as your both walking through the underwater city which was in a enormous bubble of air.

"Allright Yoi" you cave easily quite intrigued yourself to find out something. Once at the shop Ace peer pressures you into going in. A pretty half shark half human looking lady says

"Hello there gentlemen how may I help you today?"

"I wanna know about my future will I be famous?!" Ace blurts out as she giggles at his request then motions for him to sit down in front of her glass orb on her table as she sits and stares into the orb.

"Hmm strange im not getting anything usually that means the person will die soon. Sorry." She says apologetically. Ace gets up confused looking then motions for you to sit.

"Id like to know if I have a soul mate and who they are Yoi" you ask politely as she hovers her hands over her orb she starts speaking

"You do, but they are not from this time. You will enter a portal in one week and bring them to this time. There is only one chance to bring them here so you must not hesitate, if you do the portal will close forever loosing your chance at romance. Her name is (n)." She says as your eyes grow wide then return to normal, chuckling you hand over some undetermined amount of berry then say.

"All right thank you. Ace lets go Yoi" you say as she nods and Ace follows you back to the ship you thinking

'This must be a scam my soulmates from another time? Impossible'

~One Week Later On Deck Of The Moby Dick~

Your in your office when you hear your name being called.

"Marco!" You hear Ace yelling as he bursts through the infirmarys door. Huffing he yells

"Theres a portal that opened on deck you probably want to hurry!" Shocked you run out and follow him to the portal as some of the crew on deck gathers around it. You remember the fortune tellers words

"There is only one chance to bring them here so you must not hesitate, if you do the portal will close forever loosing your chance at romance." As you put your arms through the portal you feel something soft, put your arms around it then yank as a girl falls out of the portal onto your chest you both on the floor.

~(N)s POV~

You were in your room listening to music on your headphones via bluetooth when you felt and arm around your waist then a yank as you fall backwards your headphones are knocked off as you fall onto something soft. When you opened your eyes again you werent in your room but on deck of a ship with something soft under you. You look down realizing your sitting on someone as you get up all wobbly from teleporting through time. Your wearing a short black dress with short sleeves nothing else not even shoes or socks. You hear gasps as the man you fell on stands up.

'Dam hes tall hes got to be at least six foot eight' you turn around looking at the portal as it closes and dissapears.

'Shit well looks like im staying here' you gulped as you turn back to the handsome man who had blonde hair, glasses, a purple jacket open showing off his hot abs and chest, blue pants with jewelry adoring his side and sandals. He stared at you then asks

"Is your name (N)? Yoi" you gulp and ask

"How do you know my name?" He smiles then says

"Dont worry about it Yoi" you gulp.

'He seems nice but I can tell he also is very observant like me.' you think as he seems to notice how uncomfortable you are.

"Welcome to the Moby Dick my name is Marco the Phoenix. Yoi" you just nod as you look around at the crowd around you.

"All right thats enough staring back to work everyone!" He yells as the crowd disperses, you feel more at ease. He notices and says

"Sorry about yanking you through that portal it seems you cant go back now... where are you from? Yoi" he asks as you untense a bit.

"Im from the year twenty twenty three." You state and think

'It seems like im in the past now strange. I better make the best of it since I cant go back now' you think looking up meeting Marcos eyes as hes smiling. You wear a plain expression on your face.

"Heya there im Ace nice to meet you (n) sorry about ol bird brain over here" you look at Marcos side seeing a black shaggy haired man not wearing a shirt with black shorts and a cowboy hat says

"Um ya nice to meet you too?" You say confused as to why your here.

"Wait where am I what year is it?" You question as your head begins to feel fuzzy starting to forget details about where your from. Gripping your head Marco looks concerned.

"Are you all right? Here come with me let me give you a check up. Im a doctor. Yoi" he gently grabs onto your hand and leads you to the infirmary making you blush.

'His hand is so gentle and soft.' You think. Once sitting on a med bed he starts his check up using his stethoscope to gauge your breathing but your heartrate increases with every brush of his hand on your chest. He seems to notice and takes his hand off of you as you blush slightly.

"Shortness of breath.. racing heart rate... Yoi" he puts a hand to your forehead.

"Fever.. Yoi" he jots down your symptoms as hes continuing your check up.

"Even I could tell you im sick right now" you say as you get up grabbing a tissue sneezing then blowing your nose. He jots down your symptoms as he glances back to you.

"Yes your definitely sick what other symptoms do you have? Yoi" you look to him and say

"Hot flashes and cold sweats thats it really. I was on antibiotics for an infection six hundred mgs and it halfed my other medications so im going through withdrawals and now... ill be going through total withdrawals because all my medications were in my time..Greatttt." you say sarcastically as he frowns and says

"Ahh right thats going to be a problem, all right im sorry about that. Unfortunately we dont have anything to help withdrawals but I can do this. Yoi" he reaches his hand out and a blue flame appears as you cringe closing your eyes but then realize its not burning just warm. Opening your eyes you hear him chuckle as you feel some relief. Confused you say

"Whats this magic? Um thank you?" Chuckling he explains all about devil fruits and how they work in this timeline. Very intrigued you listen then smile as he transforms into hybrid form then Phoenix form and back to human.

"Ahh!! Thats so cool!!" You exclaim as he chuckles and says

"You think so? Good. Hey since your stuck here now why dont you join our crew the Whitebeard pirates? Yoi" he asks as your eyes widen.

"Pirates?! We dont have pirates in my time" You yell as Marco seems worried.

'Pirates! This gentle handsome man is a pirate?!' You think as you calm down and ask

"Are you guys good pirates?" He looks shocked then replies

"Well I dont know about that, theres good and bad for everything right? Yoi" you feel stupid for that outburst.

"Ahh yes ... your right sorry it just caught me off gaurd."

"Take your time to think about it theres no pressure. Yoi" he chuckles and you sigh in relief.

"Thanks Marco" you sneeze again and he says

"Here let me get the medicine." He stands from his rolling chair and digs in a cabnet then hands you a bottle of pills.

"Here these should help. Yoi" he says then leaves the room and comes back with a cup of water and hands it to you. You open the pill bottle take one out and swallows it with water. Marco smiles probably that you trust him enough to take medicine from him.

"You still need to meet Pops when do you want to meet him? Yoi" he asks as you cock your head in confusion. Marco sees this and elaborates more

"Pops is the Captain of the Whitebeard pirates his name is Whitebeard or Edward Newgate to be more precise. Yoi" you nod then say

"Ohh well can I meet him now im rather curious" you say as Marco smiles again and says

"Sure follow me Yoi" you both stand as you follow him barefoot out the door to the deck and right before the gaint of a man.

"Hey Pops this is (n) just making sure you meet her before getting her settled for now she hasnt decided on joining yet. Yoi" Marco says as the gaint man looks at you.

"Shes the one you dragged out of that portal earlier. Well since shes allready here get her set up with a room then ill need you to go on a mission. By the way where are you from? lil lady"

Marco tenses up as you noticed.

"Im from the year twenty twenty three." You say then Marco says

"All right Pops ill be back to get the details Yoi" Whitebeard nods then waves you both away. You follow Marco to the rooms and he leads you to a single person small room as you look around the room you say

"Cute." And he replies

"Its not much but its cozy. Yoi" he hands you your room key with the corresponding number on it. You set your pills on the dresser.

"Thanks." You say locking up then putting the key into your pocket then follow him back on deck as he gets details for his mission.

"..... so itll probably take a week to complete" Edward says to Marco as Marco replies.

"Allright got it Pops. Yoi" Marco turns looking for someone then walks up to Ace you following him silently.

"Hey Ace take care of her while im gone itll be a week. I better get going. Yoi" you see the black haired man named Ace say with no shirt on

"You got it Marco" he smiles then give a thumbs up to Marco. Painiced a bit you look to Marco and say

"Your leaving allready?!" He turns to you and chuckles.

"Yes im the first devision commander. I have a reputation to upkeep. Dont worry Ace will take good care of you. Ill be back before you know it little bird. Once I get back we can talk more. Yoi" he says and pats your head causing you to blush slightly both men taking note. Marco transforms into Phoenix form and flies up and away as you watch him. Then you hear Ace say

"Dam I wish someone would stare at me like that" he chuckles which makes you blush again and motions you over to him while hes drinking with friends. He goes to the cantina and grabs another mug of booze your assuming and hands it to you.

"So (n) how old are you cutie?" Ace asks you

"Im thirty how old are you?"

"Im just twenty haha you dont look your age at all I thought you were closer to my age not Marcos" you look at him quizzically.

"What? How old is Marco?" You ask as he replies

"Marcos forty four." He smiles at you bumping mugs and says "Cheers!"

"Cheers wait hes forty four?! He totally doesnt look it" you blab out which makes Ace laugh and give you the ahha so you like him eyes, so you gulg down some ale trying to cover your blush.

"So whats twenty twenty three like?" Ace asks

"Hmm my memories getting more fuzzy the longer im here but I remember that theres more land than water people drive cars instead of ships."

"Whats a car?" Ace sounds intrigued as he gulps down some booze

"A car is a machine that transports people or things like a ship but is much smaller on wheels on roads like wagons. But their must faster going up to two hundred mph or miles per hour" he almost spat out his drink.

"Woah thats fast!" And you nod smiling now warming up to him more as he was peppy. He smiles back and refills your drink for you.

"Thanks Ace but I shouldnt drink that much." You admit

"No one around here cares if your tipsy or drunk (n)"

"I figured as much since your pirates. So why should I join you guys give me a good reason?" He looks shocked.

"What you havent joined yet? Well for one were all family here and for two we will all protect you from now on"

'Protect me? But im safe if I just stay on the ship right?' You think as Ace grabs another refill and you just sip on your second mug.

~At Dinner~

"We have a guest from the year twenty twenty three. Now treat her with respect as Marco brought her here but hes off on a mission right now... also....(words, words, words)....." You hear Pops say as Ace glances at you from your side. You hear murmurs then some claps and a whistle. Ace said you could sit in Marcos spot when dinner started.

~In The Middle Of The Week~

The week had been pretty uneventful. You discovered that Ace was the second devision commander, Thatch was the fourth devision and Izou was the sixteenth devision. They all sat at your booth during dinner so you grew found of them. Your withdrawals have been getting worse you felt so weak you mainly slept and ate and drank but today you unlocked your door then felt arms drag you out of your room into the hallway where no one was right now.

"So you belong to Marco huh? Well see about that pretty lady" One rookie says while pinning your arms above your head and grabbing your throat. Another rookie starts unzipping his pants. You scream as loud as you can

"ACE HELP!!!" Hoping he would come to save you. The first rookie covers your mouth then says

"Shit she screame-" you bit his fingers down to the bone as he yells then you hear a familiar voice

"Sorry fellas we dont have room on this ship for traitors!" seeing Ace punch the first rookie KOing him then punches the second with his pants open KOing him too, you falling to the floor huffing for air then go up and hug Ace.

"Thank you!" You say as he pets your (L) hair.

"Its all good now my pretty girl. They wont be bothering you anymore." He says then realizes your crying. He wraps his arms around you rubbing your back saying

"Shh there there its okay now your safe. Marco will be back sooner than you think and he can protect you too" you stop crying eventually and release Ace letting him dragging the two who were knocked out to deck and throwing them over board after grabbing their room keys.

"See all good!" Ace beams at you.

"Yea ...." you say shaken up still.

"Why dont you start hanging out with me until Marco gets back?" He says and you just nod.

~On Sunday So One Full Week Has Passed~

You hung out with Ace when youd leave your room and help him with paperwork over the rest of the week. You started opening up more to him, Thatch and Izou. Your withdrawals were a bitch and you knew itd take at least a month before they lessened. You shake slightly wherever you go. Today was supposed to be when Marco got back so you were sitting on a barrel on deck with Ace drinking and talking.

"Hey Ace why was I-"

"Hey look who it is!" He points to the sky and you turn your head to see a blue Phoenix fly onto deck and transform into human form. You see Marco headed to Pops probably to report in. You get up and run over to him embracing him in a hug.

"Marco! Your back!" You yell happily as he smiles, chuckles and looks down at you petting your head.

"I see someone missed me haha. Here follow me I need to report in. Yoi" you let go of him and follow him up to Pops. After his report he looks to you and asks

"So have you decided on joining or not (n)? Yoi" you nod and reply

"Yes ill join but im afraid all I can help with is paperwork haha" you giggle as Pops says

"Well then welcome aboard (n) Child why dont you fill the first devisions assistant spot then?" You nod

"That sounds great ill try my best Pops!" You chime and shuffle your feet nervously. Marco leads you over to Ace and Aces buddies and asks

"So how was the week? Yoi" Ace sighs and says

"Well there was only one incident but I took care of it and her. You two probably have alot to talk about dont you?" Marco nods as he leads you to his room unlocking it and letting you inside leaving the door open to make you feel better. He sits on the couch resting his head on the back, you sit next to him.

"Hey Marco so whyd you bring me here?" He tenses at the question glances at you and sighs

"Well.. before I brought you here. I went to a fortune teller and she said the person id bring through the portal would be my soulmate... Yoi" he blushes lightly resting his eyes. You also blush a deep red as he meant you.

"I see well then...im not opposed to the idea..." you say and blush harder which makes him look to you with a shocked expression.

"My world sucked to be honest haha I like the simple things in life anyways." You smile as he pats your head you leaning into his hand.

"Someones cuddlely haha if you want cuddles all you have to do is ask. Yoi" he states as he withdrew his hand you pout.

"I said you have to ask silly. Yoi" blushing super red you ask

"Marco... could I have cuddles please?" He smiles at you saying

"Of course my little bird come here. Yoi" he pats beside him and you scoot over then lean on his chest as he wraps an arm around you. Shaking slightly from withdrawals he asks

"Have you been taking your medicine? How are your withdrawals going my little bird? How are you getting along on the ship? Yoi" you look up at him meeting his gaze

"Yes I always take my medicine and they got worse honestly it sucks so much. Im doing okay im slowly getting used to everything." You say shaking he transforms into hybrid form and wraps his wings around you.

"We can stay like this for awhile if you want. Yoi" you hear him say as you reply

"Id like that Marco your so warm it feels so nice. Thank you for being so kind" your shaking lessens.

'Hes so laid back its so nice' you think.

"Of course my silly birdie. Yoi" you both dont move and eventually you fall asleep on him. You dream of your old timeline when you awoken by something

"(N)... (n).... Yoi" you hear as your brought back to consciousness. You rub your eyes as you look up and see a smiling Marco looking down at you, petting your hair with his wings. You blush and your sure he takes note of your face. You sit up as he transforms back to human form.

"Whatsup Marco?" You ask sleepily yawning. He chuckles and says

"Its dinner time sleepyhead. Yoi" you look at him and say

"Yay~ food"

"Here come on cutie. Yoi" his comment making you blush, him noticing and smirking. Holding your hand he leads you out and locks his door.

"We didnt talk much sorry I fell asleep" you yawn. He pets your head and says

"Its all right you seemed like you needed the rest so I let you sleep. You looked so cute sleeping. Yoi" he says leading you to his table sliding in the booth then patting beside him you obey and sit next to him.

"Lets congratulate (n) on joining the crew cheers!....(more words)..." Pops says holding up his sake gourd with everyone cheering then drinking. You sip your drink as you dont like alchohol that much you just socially drink and Marco takes note of you. Eating dinner you chat with them all at your table smiling and laughing which makes Marco smile too. After dinner was over you all decided to stay up playing spin the bottle.

"Okay Izou I dare you to take your hair down and say im feelin fabulous!" Ace dares Izou as you all laugh while drinking you were on your third mug feeling quite tipsy but shaking a lot less due to the alcohol. You didnt notice Marcos gaze on you as Izou does the dare and spins the bottle it lands on you and you pick dare for once.

"Allright I dare you to sit on Marcos lap for the rest of the game" Izou says as you blush looking up at Marco he pats his lap and you scoot over sitting on his lap then asking

"Is this okay?"

"Yes dont worry little bird. Yoi" he smiles looking down at you and you smile back turning your attention to the bottle you spin it and it lands on Ace as he picks truth. Thinking hard as the alcohol had tinted your cheeks red you ask

"Hmmm okay whats your body count?" Confused he asks

"What do you mean (n)?"

"How many girls ya slept with?" You correct yourself and he blushes seemingly embarrassed holding up a zero with his hand laughing. He makes you laugh as you lean back into Marcos chest you feel Marco tense up slightly then release. You stay leaning on him as it felt nice.

'Marco feels so nice I can feel his abs and chest why is he so hot?!'

"(N)! (N) (n)!" You hear your name being called and are snapped from your thoughts.

"Huh?"

"Its your turn or were you daydreaming about someone~" they all snicker and laugh while you blush and yell.

"Was not! Im just sleepy!" You hiccup and defend yourself as they all chuckle.

"I pick truth" you say while reaching for your mug but Marco slides your mug away. You look up at him with questioning eyes as he whispers in your ear making you involuntary shiver and the other guys snicker drinking more.

"Cant have my assistant having a hangover tomorrow~ Yoi"

"I dont get hangovers" you correct him as he raises an eyebrow.

"Hey you guys im gonna head to bed let me know how it goes" Thatch says getting up and leaving while Izou stands also

"Same here goodnight everyone" Ace whines and says

"Come on guys things were about to get good!" He yells but stands as you try and crawl out of Marcos lap Ace holds out a hand for you. Taking it you manage to stand swaying a bit.

Yawning you rub your eyes as you hear chuckles. You turn to see Marco stand grabbing your mug headed to the cantina putting them away as Ace looks at you saying

"Well guess its time for bed huh, see ya tomorrow you love birds" Marco chuckles and walks back to you as Ace leaves leaving you alone with Marco. Looking up smiling at him he puts a hand on your back leading you to your room.

"Sweetdreams my little bird. Yoi" he says sweetly and pets your head. Turning to him as you unlock your door you say

"Goodnight handsome" *hiccup* you giggle and wave as he goes back down the hallway to his room. You close the door and lock it as you plop down and curl up in bed falling asleep.

~The Next Morning~

You awake to knocking at your door. With a bed head you go open the door to see

"Goodmorning my little bird slept well I see. Yoi" he chuckles as he fixes your hair.

"Thanks and Goodmorning Marco!" He smiles at you then says

"Time to go to work Yoi" you nod, grab your pills, then lock up and follow Marco to the infirmary. He unlocks the door and lets you in. Sitting across from him at the table he notices your pills and gets you water then hands it to you. Taking your pill, he smiles at you then sets a stack of paperwork on your side of the table. He shows you how to fill out the paperwork and you both get to work. After awhile

"Take a small fifteen minute break (n). Yoi" you look up and nod getting up and headed to the cantina.

"Hey there what can I get yea (n)?" Thatch asks

"I was wondering if I could get a smoothie and what kind does Marco like?" You ask

"Sure lil lady what flavor, weve got melon, strawberry, cherry and pineapple. Oh Marco? He loves anything pineapple" Thatch says

"Could I get a cherry smoothie and could I get a pineapple one for Marco please?" You ask politely smiling.

"Sure! Taking a little break then?" You smile at him and say

"Yup!" Thatch smiles and starts grinding the ice. After he grinds the ice he grinds the fruit and puts them in each mug then stirs and slides them to you taking a sip of yours you blab out

"Thats so fuckin delicious Thatch!!" He chuckles then says

"Glad you like it you better head back to work, he points at the infirmary and your gaze follows his pointing finger to see Marco staring at you through the window.

"Thanks Thatch see ya later!" You say hoping off the barrel grabbing the drinks and walking back to the office. Using your back and elbow you try opening the door but felt it open quickly and you feel yourself fall backwards but am caught by Marco. You hear a chuckle from him as he helps steady you.

"You allright? What have you got there baby bird? Yoi" standing you say

"I got you and me a smoothie here big bird" you turn and hand him his smoothie which he seems surprised.

"Awe thank you. You didnt have to get me this. Yoi"

"Well its hot out and you havent drank much of anything today." You say as he raises an eyebrow

"You keeping tabs on me now? Haha Yoi" he chuckles and sips his drink then his eyes widen slightly.

"Howd you know I love pineapples? Yoi" he asks with a smile. As he stands aside letting you pass him to go to your desk.

"I asked Thatch, he told me" you beamed at him as he nods.

"Allright cutie time to get back to work. Yoi" he says a smile adorning his face.

~October 5th More than Six Months Later~

Whenever the Whitebeard pirates docked at your first island, Marco helped you get some more clothes and shoes etc and womanly products really whatever you needed. Eventually you found out Ace told Marco your age. Marco had said it didnt bother him though. Youve grown quite close to Marco and Ace. Marco and you would cuddle in the open with his wings wrapped around you and Ace would openly flirt with you and give you piggyback rides. You found out a week ago that today is Marcos birthday hes turning forty five today. Your thirty but it doesnt show. Youve been working on something to give him even if it wasnt much.

"Acceee stop pestering me im almost finished here" he looks at your hands while your both chillin in your room on the bed with the door open.

"Ah come on pestering you is my second nine to five" he says laughing as you laugh and reply

"Why dont I believe you? And you go outside those hours you know haha. And done! What do you think will he like it?" You ask as you hand the intricate leather corded bracelet to Ace. He examines it then hands it back to you.

"I think hell love it and if he doesnt ill wear it. And I think hes coming better put it away (n)" Ace says as you put the handmade intricate bracelet with blue and yellow beads on it in your shorts pocket then someone approaches your open door.

"Hey you guys what are you doing? Come out for cake Thatch made. I need Ace to light the candles and (n) blow them out with me Yoi" you see Marco say as he raises an eyebrow to you both being nervous chilling on the single person bed as you both were sitting cross legged.

"Yay cake! I havent had sweets since I got here!" you jump off the bed then put your shoes on and pull Aces arm so hes following you both. Hooking arms with both of them you swing on their arms.

"Your so silly (n)" Ace says while you all make your way to deck you just smiling at them. After getting to deck you all huddle the cake and the rest of the crew is cheering on Marco singing happy birthday as Ace lights the candles Marco asks

"Are you ready (n)? Weve got to get all of them in one go or my wish wont come true Yoi" you nod seriously and giggle as Ace says

"There all lit now blow them out you guys!" You wait for Marco to start blowing the left side as you blow the right side and managed to get all the candles. You clapping, Marco gives you a side hug

"Thanks for your help (n) Yoi" he smiles then releases you as Thatch cuts a slice and hands Marco a plate and fork.

"(N) come share this with me Yoi" Marco says as Ace says

"Happy Birthday Marco!"

"Thanks everyone thanks Ace! Yoi" Marco smiles as he sits down and pats his lap. You instinctively sit on him as he uses the fork to grab some cake and motions for you to eat it off the fork. Looking up at him he says

"Well go on, you were so excited to eat some cake before what happened? Yoi" Marco chuckles as you say

"But its YOUR birthday Marco the birthday boy should eat the first bite" he chuckles then eats the bite of cake off the fork them gets another fork full motioning for you to eat it. Blushing red you open your mouth as he gently lets the fork slide off your mouth.

'Ahh! An indirect kiss?!' You think. Putting your hands to your cheeks you yell

"Ahh thats sooo good and its pineapple flavored!!" You both hear Thatch say thank you from over where the gaint cake was as you notice everyones drinking and partying now with cake slices everywhere. Marco continues to feed himself and you till you both finished the cake. Ace came over handing Marco and you a mug of ale.

"Thanks Ace, Yoi" you both say at the same time which makes you both laugh and him chuckle. After awhile of drinking on your third mug

'Oh shit I almost forgot his gift' you think

"Hey Marco close your eyes real quick" he obeys as you squirm on his lap to get the bracelet out of your pocket. You hold his hand seeing a light blush over Marcos face makes you blush at holding his hand. You gently slip on the bracelet then say

"Okay open!" He obeys then looks at his wrist and smiles

"Wow its so intricate is this what you were hiding in your room? Yoi" he smirks as you blush red

"Hey howd you know?! Did you eavesdrop on us?!" You yell he just shrugs

"You were hiding something. Yoi" he says raising an eyebrow at you which makes you giggle

"Okay you caught me big bird" you say and lean against his chest face red as he chuckles petting your hair

"Thank you for the gift ill treasure it Yoi" making you smile into his chest. After drinking your third mug you felt slightly tipsy and were cuddling Marco as he used his wings to cuddle you back.

"Hey Marco its been awhile wheres (n) did she go to bed allready?" You hear Ace ask

"Shes right here. I think shes tipsy though. Yoi" You feel Marco lower his wings revealing your face against his chest as you open your eyes to see Ace and blush as your hugging Marcos waist.

"Your sure cuddly (n) makin me jelious over here haha. Do you want to join our game?" Ace asks. You rub your eyes and hop off of Marco grabbing your mug while Marco changes back to human form grabbing his mug drinking.

"Sure Ace whats the game?" You ask swaying a bit.

"Drunken truth or dare" Ace says as you facepalm.

"Ace im allready feeling it" he grabs your hand as you know Marco follows you both.

"Too bad! You allready said sure!" Ace chimes and you sigh in defeat. Sitting in the circle that was forming you waited for everyone to refill their mugs. Marco filling yours and sitting next to you with Ace on your other side. Halfway through the game you picked truth two times meaning you had to drink two mugs of ale and if you werent tipsy before you definitely were tipsy now. The bottle lands on you as Thatch says

"Truth or dare (n)"

"Uhm dare"

"Okay I dare you to kiss one of the men here" Thatch snickers as he glances at Marco which you didnt cetch since you were tipsy. Blush adding to the redness in your face you glare at Thatch who chuckles

"You cant switch unless you chug your mug" he says as you look around the circle them all looking at you blushing even more you turn to Marco and quickly reach up holding onto his shoulders kissing him on the lips then sit back down blushing seeing Marco blush too.

"Okay I did it!" You yell spinning the bottle as everyone chuckles.

"(N) I said kiss I didnt say where to kiss" he laughs as you glare at him flipping him off. The bottle lands on Izou which he chugs his drink and you ask

"So do you have any fetishes?" To which he blushes

"Yess (n)" and you laugh with everyone as he spins the bottle it landing on Marco.

"Ill do dare. Yoi" Izou smirks as he says

"Okay I dare you to kiss (n)" chuckling Marco turns to you leaning down sweet soft lips meeting yours then departing as they all clap you blushing even more if that was possible him chuckling at you.

Marco spins the bottle it landing on Ace as Ace says

"Truth" and chugs his mug.

"All right do you have a secret crush? Yoi" Ace blushes and says

"Yes okay" waving it off as he gets up to refill his mug while you giggle. Once he comes back he spins the bottle it landing on you again.

You gulg down your mug as he asks

"Allright (n) who is your crush?"

"You guys stop embarrassing me!" You whine as you sway and gently punch Aces arm making him laugh at you.

"Ughh fine" you close your eyes cross your arms and take a deep breath as you respond.

"Its Marco.." you admit blushing deep red as you felt a pair of strong arms drag you onto a lap. You allready knew whose lap you were on, Marcos since you both would cuddle a lot.

"Awee (n) It seems like he feels the same" Ace chuckles as you look up at Marco him smiling wide then pecks your forehead. You continue playing spin the bottle then Izou, Thatch and Ace call it a night as your left with Marco alone on deck now. Looking up to him you lean up kissing his cheek then say

"Happy birthday Marco I hope it was okay" looking at you he leans down kissing your soft lips as you wrap your arms around his neck. Kissing turns into making out as you reciprocate. Finally breaking for air your blushing like mad giggling.

"So who do you like handsome" you ask as he chuckles.

"Your definitely drunk but I like you too silly to bad you probably wont remember tomorrow." Staring into his eyes you decide to be bold

"Well I might remember if you cuddle with me tonight" you blush but your drunk face was allready enveloped in red.

"Ouu is that an invitation? Yoi" he asks chuckling as you nod.

"Sorry but we wont fit on your bed how about you cuddle with me on mine? Yoi" you just nod and he picks you up bridal style then head to his room unlocking it then locking it once in he sets you on the bed as he undresses his jacket showing off his abs and chest which you couldnt stop staring at.

"See something you like? Yoi" you hear as you blush even more and nod making Marco blush as he comes to the bed sliding in. Him gently pushing you down into his chest. Wrapping his arms around you pulling you as close as possible to him. Your hand cups his cheek as he stares into your eyes.

"Hey so what was your wish?" You whisper.

"I cant tell you silly but it came true. Yoi" Giggling you lean up your lips meet his closing both your eyes you make out as he clutches you close. Feeling a twitch in his pants makes you wet but you know your limits. Breaking for air you huffing he says

"Go to sleep my little bird. Yoi" he nuzzles your head kissing your head into his warm chest as you obey placing both your hands on his chest letting the hum of his heartbeat lul you to sleep.

~The Next Morning~

Your woken up with kisses on your head.

"(N)~ little bird~ Yoi" you come too and open your eyes to see Marco and your cuddling on his bed.

"How are you? You drank a lot last night. Do you remember anything? Yoi" he says as you blush everything comes rushing back to you. Blushing deep red he chuckles

"I remember yea unless it was all a dream." You say. He leans down kissing you as you reciprocate kissing him back. Making out for awhile he breaks for air as your both huffing.

"It was no dream dear. Yoi" he says making you blush.

"So ... you like me too?..." you whisper as he rubs your back.

"Yes I do. Yoi" he admits a light blush dusting his face and yours. Wrapping your arms around his waist you sigh as he asks

"(N) would you be my..... girlfriend? Yoi" shocked you blush a deep red with a look like is that okay? Making him chuckle. Him petting your head he says

"Dont worry its all right. So what do you say? Yoi" he asks as you reply

"Id love that Marco" you smile then lean up to kiss him again. He reciprocates kissing back as he clutches you close. Breaking for air he says

"Allright we have to get to work my little bird. Yoi" smiling at you he slides out of bed putting his glasses on as you pout. He chuckles and hands you the key to the infirmary.

"Why dont you go get started in the infirmary while I finish getting ready. Yoi" he says. You reluctantly slide out of bed saying

"Okay big bird ill go do that" he leans down pecking your lips.

"Good girl. Yoi" he says making you blush as your let out of his room. Everyone knew youd wear some outfits more than one day in a row so wearing this outfit again wasnt a problem. But coming out of the first commanders room the next day turned some heads but noone said anything to you since everyone knew you both were so close anyways.

You walk to the infirmary and open it, grab a stack of papers, and walk to your chair setting them down then sitting down starting paperwork. Soon Marco walked in with wetish hair.

'He must have needed to take a shower. Dont get a nose bleed (n) ahh! Marco in the shower. Ahh!! Me and Marco in the shower ahh!!!!!'

"(N)~ (n)~ ohh (n)~ Yoi" Marcos voice pulls you from your thoughts.

"Im not daydreamin I swear!" you yell as he chuckles and raises an eyebrow.

"Dont even ask" you blush deep red as he laughs now.

"I wasnt planning on it silly. But now im curious what were you day dreaming about? Yoi" hiding your face in your hands you peek at him through your fingers.

"Its nothing!"

"Okay okay Yoi" he says chuckling and sits in his swivel chair grabbing a stack of allready done paperwork from your side of the table that he needs to finish. After you quickly finish up the rest of your paperwork for the day you notice Marco finishing his. Walking over behind him you start giving him a shoulder massage.

"Mhhh feels s'good Yoi" he sits straight as you work your magic.

"Im glad you like it handsome" you say rubbing out the knots. He lets out a soft moan which makes you feel hot down there and blush. Slowly sliding your hands down his chest you kiss his cheek then neck making him shiver. Resting your head on his shoulder he says

"Now how am I supposed to get any work done with you doing all this to me? Yoi" he whines as you giggle.

"Ill stop then" you say and were about to pull away when he gently grabs your hands on his chest.

"Nevermind I like it Yoi" he says which makes you giggle on his neck causing him to shiver slightly.

"Oh you like this?" You say kissing his cheek then butterfly kissing his neck.

"Yes I definitely like this. Yoi" he continues to work but keeps stopping.

"You know what come here. Your too distracting my little bird. Yoi" he pats his lap to which you obey, sit on him resting your head against his chest and kiss the side of his neck one last time. Feeling a bit of a bulge below you makes you blush as he leans down and kisses you, soft lips on yours. Him holding your back for support, you both make out and you slide your tounge out as he reciprocates flicking your tounge bar. After some time you break for air huffing, face red, pussy wet in your shorts. Him chuckles smiling at your face and cups your cheek.

"Is someone embarrassed or just hot and bothered? Yoi" he asks calling you out, making you bury your head in his chest, him chuckling more.

"You know its perfectly natural to have such feelings. Yoi" he says as your heart feels like its gonna burst out of your chest. He seems to notice as he says

"Seems I was right haha. Dont worry beautiful well go at your pace. Whenever your ready. Yoi" you nod against his chest as he continues doing paperwork. Once he finishes his paperwork he lets out a sigh seeing you cuddled against his chest.

"(N) working hours are over, want to get some drinks then cuddle? Yoi" sleepy you nod and get off of him. Yawning you follow him to the cantina.

"Hey Thatch can we get some smoothies going please? Yoi" Marco asks.

"Sure how are you guys doing today? I overheard someone slept in the same room last night" Thatch looks to you and winks while Marco chuckles. Your face going red Marco notices and says

"Its not like that Thatch my little bird just wanted cuddles. Yoi"

"Ahh right." Thatch says as he slides over the drinks.

"Thanks Thatch!" You squeal.

"Thanks. Yoi"

"Sure anytime you lovebirds haha" Thatch chuckles as you both go over to the table sliding in the booth Marco pats his lap and you obey sitting on him while you both finish your drinks. Cuddling into his chest you shiver and hold your head.

"Brain freeze owww!" Whispering in your ear

"You need to learn how to not suck it down so quick. What am I going to do with you my little bird? haha Yoi" he chuckles then uses his flames on your head.

"Thanks handsome" you say and kiss his chest making him transform into hybrid form covering you in blue wings as you continue to kiss his chest then neck. Feeling a bulge again you nip at his neck causing him to bite his lip muffling a soft moan.

"My my what are you trying to do to me my baby bird? Keep this up and ill have to punish you. Yoi" Marco whispers as you look up to him with a devilish grin.

"Oh ya what did you have in mind?" You say boldly which shocks him then he squeezes your thigh with his wing making a moan escape from you. Blushing deep red you stare into his eyes with your lewd glossy eyes. Whispering in your ear

"Are you sure? You dont know who your messing with little bird. Yoi" he slightly growls as you cut him off kissing him as he clutches your thigh the heat getting to you making you even more wet. Breaking for air you say

"Im sure Marco my sweet handsome man" you say as he transforms into human form and picks you up bridal style walking to his room turning some heads but you see Marco is just smiling as normal as he opens his room and locks the door gently throwing you on the bed he sits next to you as you sit up and lean on him. He takes off his jacket hanging it from the bed pole railing as you blush at him again.

"What are you blushin at baby bird? Yoi" he asks as he kisses your cheek then makes his way down to your neck making your heart race and making you shiver. Chuckling he cups your face and kisses you which turned into making out as you wrap your arms around his neck soft moans fall from your lips as he gives a moan in response him wrapping his arms around your waist. Breaking for air you couldnt help but blush. He tugs at the bottom of your shirt then asks

"Are you sure (n)? Yoi" putting your hands on his you help him take your shirt off revealing your black lace bra blushing he gently kisses the crevasse of your breasts as he unbuttons and unzips your shorts sliding them down as you kick off your shoes. You run your hands through his hair. He bends down kissing your lips as he undoes your bra revealing your pierced breasts. He licks one of your nipples then starts sucking as you let out a moan shuffling your legs as he slides off your panties with some effort.

"Ahh! Marco feels good" you see his bulge against his pants so you unbutton his pants but have trouble since he has a sash and jewelry adorning his side. Marco stops sucking and undoes his pants sliding them off leaving his shoes on as he slides his boxers off too revealing quite the package ten inch cock dripping with precum. Smiling you lean forward

"What are yo-! Yoi" taking his cock in your mouth you hear a moan escape from his lips as you swirl your tounge around his tip. Swirling your tounge bar around his crevasse of his mushroom head you start sucking, slowly going deeper and deeper making moans fall from Marcos lips

"Fuckk! Dam it (n) that feels so good! Yoi" after a couple minutes your deep throating him, humming keeping pace making him grip the bed railing he pulls you off of him throwing you on the bed.

"Your in for it now. Yoi" you see blue flames in his eyes as he spreads your legs hands gripping your thighs as he bends down and you feel his velvety tounge inbetween your folds of your pussy sucking on your folds and entrance as he sticks his long tongue in your wepping hole.

"Ahhh!!! Marco!! Yes!!!" You yelp as your thighs twitch trying to close but he holds them firmly in place while skillfully eating you out.

"Marco!! Gonna ahh gonna cum!!" You yell as he thrusts in and out with his tounge.

"Fuckk!! Marco im cum-ming" you felt your walls constrict around his tounge as he laps up your juices. After cleaning you with his tounge, he crawls on top of you his lips meeting yours as you kiss then he breaks off asking

"Are you ready my little bird? Yoi" you look at him with a lewd expression nodding.

"Yes im ready Marco~" you run your hands through his hair as he positions his precumming dick at your entrance slowly inserting himself as you gasp at his girth as he slides his full tip in making you moan

"Ahh Marco your so big!!" He chuckles and starts thrusting, slowly inching his way in you as you grip the sheets. Feeling his sweet lips on yours you reciprocate wrapping your arms around his neck playing with his hair. Parting for air he finally bottoms out in you reached your cervix making you moan loudly.

"Fuckk! (n) your so tight" you hear him say as you moan

"Ahh god! Marco your so fuckin big! You hit my wall!" He chuckles while moaning. Suddenly you both hear a knock on his door. He puts a finger up to his lips for you to stay silent as he continues to thrust into you. Biting your tounge, you try not to moan.

"Who is it? Yoi"

"Hey its Ace have you seen (n)? I wanted to ask her something." Ace says through the door.

"Shes right here, were talking well be out soon. Yoi" he smiles while he thrusts extra deep into your g spot, at right here causing tears to form and you to actually bite your tounge. You dig your nails into his shoulders.

"Okay Ill ask her later, well have fun you two" you hear Ace walk off as Marco chuckles

"You did so well baby bird should I reward you now? Yoi" as he continues his slow paced thrusts, gasping for air you say

"Please yes Marco! Your gonna make me cum again!" You say squeezing your pussy muscle.

"Ou you naughty girl! Maybe I should punish you instead? Yoi" you shake your head no releasing your muscle as he chuckles

"So you think you deserve a reward now? Yoi" you shake your head yes as he says

"Since youve been so cooperative, I suppose ill reward you. Yoi" saying as he folds you into a mating press making you moan

"Ahh fuckk yes!! Marco sssoo deeep!!" You hear him chuckle as he picks up his pace now hitting your g spot every time, that ball of heat in your abdomen begging for release.

"God!! Your sso good aat thatt!! Gonna cumm!!" He smiles at you keeping a good pace as he continuously hits your spot.

"Cum on my cock (n)!! Yoi" he yells in your ear thrusting deeper if possible, sending you over the edge. Your face contorts into a lewd expression as you come to your third orgasm this time being more powerful

"Ahh!! Marco!!! Im .. im s'soo good! cumming!!" He picks up the pace, thrusting through your high as he starts to relentlessly pound you.

Moaning uncontrollably now you start to drool.

"You like that? Like my cock buried deep in your pussy? Yoi" he asks loudly as you nod

"Yess big bird!! I love it!!" You yell with tears in your eyes as he smirks. Going at now a break neck speed he moans with you. Feeling your self cum prematurely your walls clamp on his cock making him grunt but continue thrusting.

"Naughty girl tell me when your gonna cum! Yoi" he thrusts extra deep at the word cum, making you a moaning mess.

"Ssorry!" You yell hanging onto his neck.

"Shit! Im close! Where should I cum? Yoi" looking at him with lidded sex driven eyes managing to get out

"My birth control is still effective so cum in me Big bird!" his eyes widening

"Are you sure my good girl? Yoi"

"Yes please I need you!!" you moan out loudly as he continues his speed and thrusts as deep as he can feel your greedy hole sucking his cock deep in your womb.

"Get ready (n) im about to cum deep inside you! Yoi" Just hearing his words make your abdomen burn you about to cum again also.

"Mar-co im go-nna Im gonn-a cum!" yelling as you dig your nails into his shoulders.

"Cum on my cock baby bird cum with me! Yoi" He bends down sucking hard on your neck leaving his marks on you.

"Ye-s fir-st comm-ader!!!" your tounge out, you gasping for air. You feel one of his hands on your abdomen him feeling his cock splitting your womb open as he thrusts into you. His cock twitches in you as his cock stiffens you knowing that means a male is about to cum.

"Im gonna cum little bird! Yoi"

"Me too" you both yell as you feel your cunt swallow his dick, walls clamping down makes his cock squirt his gaint load into you.

"Fuck im cumming big bird!!"

"Im cumming too!! Take my hot seed (n)!! Yoi" Marco moans as he thrusts through both your sex highs.

"Fuc-kkk!!! Go-d Mar-co y-es!!" you moan as he slowly comes to halt. Slowly letting your legs down with a gasp from you, he slides you closer to him making his cock go all the way into you pressing your cervix as he picks you up. Stepping into the shower with your fucked out face arms around his neck legs around his torso. As he holds your ass and back, he chuckles as you both regain your breath, him faster than you since hes also a fighter.

"Was it that good my little bird? Yoi" chuckling he stares into your eyes as he turns on the water. Having developed a deep blush you respond

"Uh huh"

"Im gonna pull out now little bird. Yoi" him chuckling, you nod and gasp as he holds you up while sliding his gaint cock out of you. Once he pops out his tip you moan loudly as he sets your feet on the floor feeling both your cum dripping out of you. Leaning against his chest your sure he can feel your legs twitching.

"I dont think I can walk straight Marco" chuckling he pets your head as he soaps you both up then helps clean you after himself him fingering your throbbing cunt soaping it up then letting the water rinse away all the soap. Moaning at his touch you kiss his chest as he turns off the water. Shivering at the loss of heat, he steps out handing you a towel as you walk out legs twitching as he transforms into hybrid form wrapping his warm wings around you holding you close to him. Leaning into his chest you close your eyes as he holds you, the water evaporating off you both. Once dry he takes your towel and puts it into the hamper as you both get dressed.

"How do you feel now my little bird? Yoi"

"I feel much better thank you Big bird~" you coo to him. He helps you get dressed as he dresses too. You both exit his room as he locks it, he bends down and says

"Here hop on Yoi" obeying you hop on his back as he hikes you up on his back holding your thighs, he walks you both to dinner turning some heads. He lets you down at the table and he slides in patting his lap as you obey sitting on him.

"Talking my ass" You hear Ace say at the table making you cock your head to the side. He just points to his neck as you realize what he meant. Marco had marked you it rushing back to you, you blushing deep red as Thatch, Izou and Marco just chuckle. Marco petting your head as Ace says

"You coulda just said you guys were busy"

"Uh huh because that always works with you" you say to Ace crossing your arms. Ace gives you a face and you giggle.

"So im guessing you two finally are a thing?" Ace raises an eyebrow as you hear from behind you

"Yea haha my sweet little birdie couldnt help herself Yoi" looking up at Marco you blush deep red as you turn to your side resting your head against his chest yawning.

"Awee is someone tired~ Yoi" he lets the word tired roll off his tounge making you blush harder. Glancing up to him then closing your eyes you just nod. Snickering Ace says

"Ya I bet your tired~"

~Six Months Later~

The Whitebeard pirates stopped off at an bar island, Ace piggybacked rode you to the bar. Marco said hed be there soon that hes finishing up first commander things. After awhile of chatting with Ace.

"So I over heard that one of the nurses likes you Ace~" You say as you both drink some ale.

"Really now which one?"

"Kiki"

"Oh Kiki now ya shes super cute. What should I say to her?" Ace asks while sipping his ale.

"Just ask her how she is doing use an icebreaker then see what she says dummy." You giggle as you hear some pirates walk in making a ruckus turning to look but felt an arm wrap around you as your mug falls from your hand. You realize the man who had you also had a knife to your neck.

"Ace!"

"Dont move Fire Fist Ace shes ours now!" Your assuming the leader of these thugs. You notice Ace look behind you as most of this guys crew was faceing the bar.

"Oh you dont have to worry about me saving her" Ace says as you feel a presence behind you and the leader lowers the knife slightly confused.

"What? Whaddya mean?" The thug leader asks.

"He means me! Yoi" The thug leader turns around but sees his crew knocked out in one attack of Marcos hybrid form then before you know it your freed from the thug leader grip and Marco kicked him through the door out onto the street. Marco transforming into human form walks out the door to outside. You follow with Ace in tow outside and see Marco punching the thug leader into unconsciousness.

"Marco hes out!" You and Ace yell to him. He stops and walks over to you putting an arm around your waist pulling you with him with Ace in tow.

Suddenly you wake up in your bed beads of sweat pour down your body. Looking around you just see your room headphones playing the One Piece theme songs. Slowly realizing that you had just had a vivid dream you start crying. Tears flowing down your face tears staining your shirt and covers.

"It was just a dream.... just a dream..."

#op marco #marco op x you #marco the phoenix x reader #marco the pineapple #op marco x reader #marco the phoenix #marco x y/n #marco x you #marco smut #one piece marco #marco onepiece #marco x reader #one piece #whitebeard pirates #whitebeard commanders

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gildeddlily · 1 year

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this is me acting on my star wars brainrot.

I've been a fan of it for like years, but not really. my uncle gifted us the Attack of The Clones DVD when I was like six and my sister and I loved it. Only later when I got my own pc and telephone I watched all the other films, started liking it, went to the cinema to see The Rise of Skywalker and yk all the things a pre-teen can do with restricted phone usage. ten years after watching AOFC for the first time I obsessed over it again, almost for the first time. I spent the last like 5 months watching the films again, then the series (starting with The Mandalorian) and finally The Clone Wars.

now. I've never been a prequel hater. Like, I recognise that it wasn't well written, but the raw plot had a lot of potential. watching The Clone Wars changed my view on everything. now I hate the prequels lol.

the thing is. Anakin's character is shit.

how to explain it.

(disclaimer I'm probably not saying anything new but I have to talk ab it to someone and you're there being pretty so yes. and I absolutely love Anakin.)

In The Phantom Menace we see Darth Vader as a child, specifically a child slave. And just this was enough for the plot, in my opinion. The amount of pain he must have suffered living like that for nine fucking years is massive, and this idea could have become something beautiful to watch. now, my oh-so-rightfully-hated Qui-Gon Jinn, what do you think a child slave (that you've just won in a pod race without telling him) would say to you inviting him to come with you? But ofc, Anakin said he wanted to be a jedi. All right. Let's talk about his mother. She gave her permission to Qui-Gon to take Anakin with him, when the only alternative was making him stay in a planet where he would have been enslaved, again, and lived miserably. Kind of a "this or death" situation.

But Anakin wanted to be a jedi, and she wanted him to be happy. All right. Then the scene with the Jedi Council. (I'm not anti-jedi, but I've seen a lot of people saying that it was Anakin's fault, that what he proved wasn't sane love but obsession- and it's kinda natural? yk, for people who grew up being told to control constantly their emotions and not taught to be deal with them like a normal person (they're repressed alr) it's not strange to end up in a toxic relationship. no one ever said anything ab "yes to relationship, but no to attachment", they just said "you like that girl? boy cm don't get attached". Obi I'm talking with you (I love him so much)) They judge a child slave, who just left his mother, a fucking slave, on his birth(?) planet, who is being judged by a bunch of people he doesn't know in a place he's not familiar with, and with the risk (in his mind) to having to come back in said birth planet, for feeling fear? of course he's scared? Are you actually dumb or don't you realize that you have a child in front of you and not a piece of marble?

And I love the "the Council founds out that Anakin was a slave after years" trope, cause that has to be real. No sane person would say something like that ("fear leads to the dark side" wth man) to someone so traumatized at such an age.

then, a ten years timeskip, and the ex-slave trope gets literally thrown out the window. they didn't talk about it a single time. (don't get me started on Shmi and Cliegg) and yk, I understand it. they had a lot of things to fit in like four hours in total, so I understand.

What I don't understand, is that the hell happened with The Clone Wars series (the film too. that's worse. but in a different way). (this is me judging everything and still loving it)

we got to know the clones as people, and it explains how the clones managed to kill the jedi (and makes it more painful to watch). it was epic. it was shit.

The jedi had bonds with the clones. the clones are slaves, basically, and except for a few episodes, it's a topic that never gets approached. (we love the mistreated Coruscant Guard trope)

Thinking about it, few episodes focused on the clones as people and not characters standing there at Anakin, Ahsoka and Obi's side, and when they do it it's heartbreaking of course (Umbara, Fives, the Domino Squad, Echo's rescue and so on)

So, Anakin is the General of an army of slaves, basically. and it's never talked about. And all right, I get it, they wanted it to be a show for kids too- but than they talked about slavery with the Zygerria Arc (badly too, don't get me started), so why didn't they talked explicitly about what the clones were to the Republic? For a show with so heavy political opinions they shouldn't have avoided it.

and again, the clones aren't the protagonists at the end (clone wars my ass, better be "borderline anakin, his little cute sister (hating on ahsoka is like telling an infant not to cry) and the sassy flirty ex parent-brother") so alr.

but when Anakin becomes Darth Vader he's like the slaver? they made the ex-slave the slaver of million of beings? and this could have been greatly used too, to show how his corruption was deep, deep to the point of making him become the thing he hated the most. but no, it's not really talked about, like always.

his character isn't coherent with his story for like half the script.

so all of this was to say that I hate canon!Anakin and love what Anakin could have been.

I hate canon!Council, and I kind of like what the Councli could have been.

I love Obi. he's just there. hehe. (no, he's kind of a shitty master half the time, but he's not so bad as a brother. brothers can make mistakes they're not invincible but the love is always there alr)

I hate the prequels. I absolutely love every fic written ab it, great vagina I love you (like Tatooine's slave culture, every clones' hc, y'all hc just are)

it's like eleven pm and i should finish my wolffe&fox fic love and kisses I need sleep

(im still gonna watch them and cry over their shitty writing)

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juniperhillpatient · 2 years

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Sozin's Comet Part 3: Into the Inferno Re-Watch

Wow, I'll be honest I forgot how many parts this finale had (& thank goodness because it's way too much to cover in one post.) While I've randomly re-watched various episodes of this show a lot, this is my first time doing a full re-watch & only my second time re-watching these finale episodes. That's because....well, this finale doesn't fuck around!

Let's get right into it. I gotta be petty & say it's kinda funny this show is so disdainful of its own main "romance" (& calling it that is a stretch) that they have Katara & Zuko go together on a ride or die life or death journey to the Fire Nation after baiting their noncanon romance quite a bit in the last few episodes. Fun! I'll briefly address that I know a lot of you guys don't like the setup for the Zuko Vs. Azula fight, & it's certainly a little flawed but...& this might be a hot take - Zuko showing up during Azula's coronation to claim the throne & the two of them having an Agni Kai does make a certain amount of narrative sense. It's just that a few details about the setup itself (the time it takes to get from Ba Sing Se to the Fire Nation, Iroh knowing that Azula would be crowned Firelord, in general, the buildup to Zuko's decision to become Firelord) could have been executed a little better. But I still love the beautiful tragedy of the final Agni Kai & I still think it was overall set up well save for a few details.

Zuko Vs. Ozai I would argue is pretty perfectly set up by the previous episode. Aang is ready for this fight. And Ozai is ready for genocide - & showing off his abs! I'm sorry if this upsets some of you but Ozai is getting +1000 iconic behavior points for stripping off his shirt for this fight & generally acting like a dramatic king. Yes trying to burn the world to the ground is pretty bad, but Ozai sure does manage to be a fun-to-watch villain while he does it. I only wish we'd gotten more scenes showcasing Ozai's personality & badassery throughout Book 3 to really set him up as the Final Boss.

[id: Ozai about to fire-bend Aang. end id]

I can really appreciate that Aang is out of his comfort zone here. Throughout this entire show, Aang has been an evasive fighter. He's not aggressive. He prefers to deftly outmaneuver his opponents & cause them to wear themselves out rather than attacking directly himself. Aang doesn't have that option this time. First of all, Ozai is just a very aggressive fighter who is determined to take Aang down. Second of all, this is the big battle - Aang needs to do something to take Ozai down, & he knows it. I have to appreciate that Aang offers Ozai the chance to back down. Obviously, it seems silly - of course Ozai won't take this chance. But it means something that Aang offers it anyway.

Sokka, Suki, & Toph's mission feels so desperate & scary. Toph gets +1000 iconic behavior points for her badass metal bending. Then Sokka comes up with a plan that will help protect the earth-kingdom but also might just kill them & shit gets real when they're separated from Suki. My heart dropped during that scene. Sokka protectively crouching over Toph just makes me so emotional. +1000 iconic behavior points to Sokka for this insane & potentially suicidal but brave plan.

[id: Sokka crouching protectively over Toph. end id]

Yeah, this part just makes me emotional.

Speaking of being emotional.....Let's get into the beginning of the end for my favorite emotionally damaged war criminal. Azula's downfall is heartbreaking. I didn't understand what was happening the first time that I watched this show, & I was just confused about why Azula was banishing everyone until it slowly crept up on me that she was paranoid after Mai & Ty Lee's betrayal. This show is incredibly well-written & as I'm re-watching again having put a completely normal & not at all insane amount of thought into Azula's characterization, I realize that it's so much more complicated than that. Azula was abandoned as a small child by her mother, who she believed never cared about her. Later, her brother is banished & after she finally gets him back, he abandons her too - for reasons she cannot understand. Then Mai & Ty Lee too. No wonder she can't trust anyone.

And even if it weren't for all of these people turning on Azula for reasons she doesn't get, Azula was taught that "trust is for fools, fear is the only reliable way" by her genocidal egomaniac father who burned her brother in front of her when she was eleven. The same father who just abandoned her (just like everyone else does) to fulfill a rather pointless role (now that he's the Phoenix King). I'm not sorry but what the actual fuck is wrong with people who can't sympathize with --- nope, I'm just. I'm....moving on, let's continue the analysis.

[id: Azula standing in front of her mirror throwing a hairbrush at a hallucination of her mother, who is reflected in the mirror. end id]

Let's talk about the mirror scene for a second. This is another scene that's been highly analyzed & discussed already but I want to talk about it a little anyway. It's important to remember that this is a hallucination, meaning that what we're seeing is what some part of Azula's mind is conjuring up. Ursa doesn't call Azula a monster, interestingly. She says "I love you, Azula, I do." Is this what Azula remembers her mother saying? What she wants to believe her mother is saying? We just don't know because we are simply not given enough information, but I think it could be a mix of both.

I also think it's very interesting that Ursa says "I think you're confused." Again, this is some part of Azula's own mind manifesting. I think this is pretty strong evidence that Azula knows that she's wrong - this as well as the comment in 'The Beach' about believing herself to be a monster - but I don't think she has the context to really understand how or why she's wrong. How could she? She's never had the opportunity to learn from sources outside the Fire Nation, or adults other than her father, the way that Zuko did.

And then of course....we have the showdown that breaks my heart the most. Zuko & Azula's Final Agni Kai. When Azula says "I'm sorry it had to end this way, brother," & Zuko says "No, you're not," that truly is the culmination of their entire relationship, isn't it? And it's so devastatingly tragic because it didn't have to be this way - they could have been normal siblings, in another life - but at the same time, it did always have to be this way, because of generations of toxicity, because of Ozai & his choices. +1000 iconic behavior points to each of the fire siblings for being dramatic fucked-up bitches.

I think that Azula really is sorry it has to end this way, she does not understand Zuko's reasons for abandoning her or their nation after she did everything she could to put him back in his rightful place at their father's side. And Zuko doesn't believe her, not for a second, because their father has always made him feel like the mental, emotional & physical abuse he's been put through is all because he can't measure up to Azula & he sees her as an enemy & believes that she hates him even though she doesn't. It's all just incredibly fucking sad.

And I want to be super clear, I sympathize with both siblings here a lot, but Zuko is right to challenge Azula. Ozai & Azula need to be taken out of positions of power at this point in time. Whether Zuko or Iroh or whoever "should" have the throne, it definitely shouldn't be Azula, & Zuko & Katara are doing what they have to do here.

[id: Azula generating lightning. end id]

The music, the animation, & voice acting during the final Agni Kai is beautiful. It's just an incredible scene. It's haunting, honestly. One of the most intense & emotionally charged battle scenes in any show that I've ever seen.

And of course...Zuko taunts Azula until she shoots lightning. I think it's worth noting that Azula was avoiding doing so up until now. Almost like she didn't really want to kill Zuko. And then Azula goes for Katara. This is a coldhearted & calculated move, in a way. Azula is manipulative even in the midst of her breakdown. She knows that going for Katara is the way to disarm Zuko. But I also think that it's because she didn't want to kill Zuko. Sorry Azutara besties, but Azula didn't know Katara at all on a personal level, so I think she made the quick decision in a desperate moment that if she had to kill someone, she didn't want it to be her brother & that this would be a great way to get Zuko distracted so she could burn him & win. But like...I also think this was all whizzing through her brain in chaos because she's also mid-breakdown & had to think fast.

Anyway, Zuko takes a heroic & brave dive & saves Katara. This moment just gets me every time. However, you interpret the relationship between Zuko & Katara (for me personally, I see it as a deep friendship) this is an act of love. +1000 iconic behavior points for Zuko. Pretty sure Zuzu is already taking the lead, but I can't not award him points for saving Katara's life.

I'll end this review by saying that Aang redirecting lightning against Ozai (but still not killing him) was a really amazing moment & I loved it. +1000 iconic behavior points for Aang.

[id: Aang redirecting lightning. end id]

This show really is epic, & its conclusion is proving to be just as intense, emotional, & beautiful as I remember it.

#atla book 3 #sozin's comet part 3 #sozin's comet part 3: into the inferno #atla re watch

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lees-chaotic-brain · 10 days

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swapped! (todoroki x reader)

summary: after you get hit with a strange quirk, you swap bodies with your long time crush and hero partner todoroki shouto. somehow, every single thing that could possibly go wrong goes wrong and chaos ensues. idea dump here

genre/content warnings: afab reader, reader has some sort of telekinesis quirk for plot efficiency (i got lazy sorry), suggestive, periods, reader is implied to have a heavy flow but it's really just for the plot to ensure maximal crack, mentions of blood, swearing, fluff, crack, todoroki is a little shit (when is he not)

wc: 5.9k (oopsies this is my longest fic to date)

note: this is for @andypantsx3's pretty boy summer collab! (sorry it's late andie) it is also one of my sponsored fics for @ficsforgaza's fundraiser! i couldn't fit all the scenes i wanted into the fic without ruining the flow, so go check them out and sponsor them if you want to read more! also everyone needs to go say thank you to @thelov3lybookworm for giving me the push i needed to stop making excuses and find solutions so i could post. thanks girl <3

i'm not sure how i feel about the ending, but i think it's as good as it's going to get! since i haven't written in a little while and things have been tough, likes, reblogs, and comments would be so so appreciated, and will help me get the next fic on my list done faster!!!

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The first thing you notice when you finally emerge from the depths of your slumber is how comfortable you were. Everything feels just right, your pillows are cool against your neck, and your sheets hold the perfect amount of warmth; enough to keep you cozy, but not so hot that your sweat is creasing the silky sheets and making you feel sticky and gross.

The second thing you notice is the very large, very male hand sprawled on the pillow next to your head. A deep male voice lets out a surprised cry as you jerk back, the hand moving with you.. It takes you several moments to realize that it had come from you.

Your bare feet thump against the wood paneled floor as you stumble out of bed disoriented and realize where you are for the first time. Namely, not in your bedroom.

Glancing around in confusion, you wonder what the hell happened, and how you ended up somewhere so nice.. The space itself is fairly bare, but you can tell that all of the furniture inhabiting it is expensive. From the sleek wooden dresser to the geometric modern light fixtures to the insanely high thread count of the sheets, everything screams tasteful luxury.

Where are you? You definitely feel asleep in your own bedroom. Reaching up you rake your hair out of your face and freeze. Instead of the familiar texture and length of your own hair, you’re greeted with short, silky soft strands that definitely did not belong to you.

Mussing your hair to make sure you’re not imagining things, you glance down, and for the first time notice some inexplicable things.For one, the ground is a lot farther away than it normally is, and for two, last time you checked you did not have washboard abs, or a male anatomy.

The entire situation was confusing, and you were still slightly sleep-addled. Despite that you knew that you needed to find a mirror. A quick glance around the room located one in the corner and you hurry over to it.

Sliding to a stop you grip the edges of the little stand, frost spreading from your right hand to cover the wood while you gaped at your appearance.

Intense heterochromatic eyes stared back at you, shock filling them. Your hair was a unique mess of red and white strands, the two colors mussed with sleep. With those distinctive features, plus high chiseled cheekbones, a jawline that could cut stone and a slim yet unfairly muscular body there was no doubt about it.

You were Todoroki Shouto. At least, that’s whose body you’re currently inhabiting. His very shirtless body.

BZZZZZT BZZZZZZT

Saved from having to fight your urges to poke at his abs by the noise, you jump, swinging your gaze around in search of the origin.

BZZZZZZT BZZZZZZT

A simple black phone flashes on the otherwise empty nightstand (does he seriously not even have a lamp??), the caller i.d. sending you scrambling across the room to the phone.

Fumbling in your haste, you manage to swipe and pick up the incoming call from your cell phone.

Your mind is racing a mile a minute. There were only two ways to get into your phone. The first was the password, but even you forgot it most of the time. It sat safely tucked away on a post it in the safe you store all of your important documents in. The second was through face i.d. and the only person who could unlock your phone with their face was you. And since you were in his body, it wouldn’t be unreasonable to assume that he….Lifting the phone to your ear you speak hesitantly.

“Todoroki? Is that you?”

“Y/N?”

It was unnerving to hear your voice saying your name from the other end of the phone,

“What happened?!” You’re a little mortified to hear the hysteria lacing your words, but you can feel the panicked adrenaline flooding your veins as your body goes into fight or flight.

“I believe that the quirk we got hit with yesterday caused us to switch bodies. However, it is highly unlikely that it is permanent so it will be fine.” Even though it’s your voice, something about knowing Todoroki is on the other end was reassuring enough that some of the tension bled from your shoulders.

“That’s good.” You sigh, rubbing your face. There’s a mildly uncomfortable throbbing coming from your lower half, and you absentmindedly reach down to rub at it, forgetting you weren’t in your own body. Brushing against a bump in your gray sweatpants, you shiver as a familiar feeling spreads through your lower stomach and something twitches.

“Todoroki?” Your voice suddenly gets a little higher, the hint of hysteria from before returning to the normally deep monotone. “We have a problem.”

“What is it? Is something wrong?”

Ignoring his questions, you stare in growing horror at the very obvious tent in the front of the sweatpants you were wearing. You have no idea how you didn’t notice it earlier, but now that you’ve seen what’s going on down there you can’t help but be extremely aware of the uncomfortable pressure.

“Y/N? Please explain what’s going on. I’m growing concerned.”

“I-” You splutter, unable to form a coherent sentence. Finally you gather your wits enough to say something. “It’s uh, it’s hard.”

“What do you mean? What’s hard? Oh...” He trails off into embarrassed silence.

“OH?” You can’t handle this. “What do you mean ‘oh?!’ Do something!”

“Like what?” He sounds a little defensive. “What am I supposed to do from here?”

“I don’t know!” You’re shouting now. “But you have to do something! How am I supposed to sit here with your massive boner?!”

There’s a loud crash on the other end of the phone, and you jump. “What was that?”

“Nothing.” He answers a little too quickly, but his voice still retains his usual impassivity. “Anyways, returning to the problem at hand. It will go away on its own after a little while. Unless you would rather handle it yourself-”

“No!” You wince as you practically shout into the phone. “I mean, no it's okay. I feel like that would be unprofessional.”

You can hear the amusement in his voice as he responds. “I feel like this entire situation is rather unprofessional. After all, I did see your breasts this morning.”

There must be something wrong with your hearing because there’s no way he just said what you thought he did. In such a nonchalant manner at that. “Wha-What?” Embarrassingly your voice cracks as you rack your brain, frantically searching through your memories of the night before. Then it hits you.

“You went to bed without pants, a shirt, and a bra last night.” He informs you matter of factly, and you must be going crazy because there’s no way that that’s smugness you’re picking up from him. “Judging from the temperature of your apartment I’d say that your air conditioning is broken. You should probably get that fixed.”

You’ve completely forgotten about the boner you’re currently sporting due to the mortification of it all. Of course the one time the two of you switch bodies it just has to be the day your AC broke and you went to bed in nothing but a pair of striped cotton undies.

A small part of you mourns that you weren’t wearing something sexier, but the larger part of you is screaming that he is your boss. Sure you’ve been friends for years, and you have a not so little crush on him, but you are his subordinate. This was going to make things so awkward in the office. Hopefully once this is all over you can go hunt someone with a memory erasing quirk down to wipe his mind. But maybe not yours. You kind of want to remember the toned planes of his abs and the impressive bulge in his sweats.

Giving yourself a shake you chastise your internal voice. Absolutely not. That would be an invasion of his privacy. In fact, you should put on a shirt right this second to respect his privacy, not that he didn’t walk around with half of his hero suit burned off from time to time. Wait. A thought suddenly occurs to you.

“Wait. You have a shirt on now, right? You put on a shirt before calling me.” You laugh nervously, because of course he has more common sense than that. It’s not like he would just sit on the phone with you while your tits were hanging out, right? Right??

“Well no.” Your heart falls out of your ass and you accidentally sear a handprint into the edge of his nightstand at his casual answer. “It’s uncomfortably warm in here and without the use of my quirk I am unable to regulate my body's temperature. Aside from that, I don’t know where you keep your shirts so I prioritized calling you to discuss the situation over going through your personal belongings.

That all sounds perfectly reasonable and you would have fallen for it except for one little thing. “Todoroki. I know for a fact that I was too lazy to put my laundry away yesterday and there is a stack of clean t-shirts sitting on the end of my bed right now.”

You hear rustling -is he still in your bed?!- as he leans forwards to check. “Oh. You’re correct. My apologies.” There’s more rustling and the sound of fabric sliding over skin as he pulls a t-shirt over his head. “It’s on now.”

“Thank you.” You pointedly ignore the fact that he did not sound the tiniest bit apologetic, filing it away to revisit later. For now, the two of you need to discuss what to do next. “I appreciate it. What’s the plan now though? I think we should meet at the agency as soon as possible and go from there.”

“I agree.” He seems to lack the sense of urgency currently consuming you as he hums in agreement. It’s incredibly annoying. “We should probably give each other directions on what to do, and where to find the things we need.”

On second thought maybe it’s better that he’s calm and thinking clearly because that was an excellent idea. “That’s smart. I keep a pad of paper and a pen on my nightstand to jot down reminders if you want to use that. Where do you keep your paper?”

“Check my bookshelf.” The telltale sound of paper flipping told you that he found the notepad as you crossed the room and stopped in front of the simple wooden bookcase. “Where is it on your bookshelf?”

“I think I keep a notebook and a pad of paper on the middle shelf.” He sounds distracted and a little uncertain, but when you stoop down to check (it’s weird being this tall) you find a simple yellow legal pad and a black pen. “I got it.”

“Okay.” The sound of a book closing accompanies his words and there’s a hint of some unidentifiable emotion lacing the two-syllables.

Not thinking much of it you shrug it off, sitting down down at his desk and listening as he tells you where keeps his car keys, hero suit, and other necessities. You ask a few follow up questions, jotting down what cabinet he keeps his cologne and deodorant in, before launching into your own instructions.

“The first thing you need to do is start the coffee machine. Trust me. My body will not be happy unless you give it at least three cups of coffee or like two big energy drinks before 9 am. Next…” After you’re sure he has understood the importance of caffeine, you move on, explaining where you keep your clothes, car keys, and shoes, as well as where you parked your car.

“Don’t worry about makeup or hair products or anything while you’re getting me ready. I know there’s a lot on my bathroom counter but it’s not necessary. But you do need to go into the first drawer on your left when you’re standing at the sink and grab my anxiety meds. They should be in an orange prescription bottle. Only take one. And please for the love of god do not forget to put a bra on. You got all that?”

“I believe so. Is there a specific outfit you want me to wear or should I just choose?” You stop and think. Left to his own devices there’s no knowing what he might put you in (his first hero costume proof of his abysmal sense of fashion) so it would be best to give him some guidance. “Could you just wear a casual sweater and some jeans?”

“Yes. Let’s get ready and meet at the agency in about an hour. If that works for you.” There’s not much writing on the yellow legal pad, the black scrawl of your handwriting barely taking up half a page. Okay. It isn’t that much. You can do this. “That sounds good to me.”

“Oh, I also think it might be best if we kept this from the general employees at the agency for the time being just to reduce drama. Is that okay with you?”

“Of course.” More than okay actually. Some of them were aware of your not-so-little crush on him, so it would spare you some teasing and interrogation.

There’s a couple seconds of awkward silence, and you get the feeling he wants to say something more, the tension crackling through the speaker of his stupidly expensive phone. Opening your mouth, you start to say something then realize you don’t really have anything to say. The awkward silence persists a couple seconds longer before he wishes you goodbye and hangs up.

Click. Click. Click. Clickclickclickclickclickclickclick. You didn’t even realize that you had started clicking the pen open and closed, a nervous habit of yours. Sheepishly you place the pen down on his desk and stand. Sure the vibes were kind of weird at the end there, but it’s not like anything worth making you nervous happened. The situation might not be ideal, but it wasn’t the biggest deal in the world. You could handle it. The worst part was already over. You just had to meet him at the agency, figure out what to do with the rest of the day, and wake up in your own body tomorrow. Piece of cake.

Gaping in horror, you realize that this was not, in fact, going to be a piece of cake.

Getting ready had been easy enough so you had arrived at the agency a few minutes before your agreed meeting time, which fortunately/unfortunately put you in the perfect position to witness the walking shitshow.

You had been idly sipping at a cup of coffee, marveling at how many packets of sugar it had taken to make it acceptable to his taste buds when he staggered in, catching the eye of pretty much everyone in the lobby.

Hunched over weirdly, he staggered in, wearing a pair of jeans that rode just a little too low to be professional and a very white, very sheer shirt that was meant to be layered over an undershirt. Or, at the very least, with a sturdy, modest bra underneath.

Alas, you can only stare in abject horror at the sight of what everyone else would assume was you stumbling in, your nipples visible from across the room, the bra that should have been on your body clasped in one hand.

You’re pretty sure you disassociated for a few seconds from sheer mortification, standing there unmoving for several seconds. Once you had processed (and gone through the seven stages of grief multiple times) you were bolting across the floor, seizing his (your?) arm and dragging him down the hall and into the family bathroom where no one could see.

Slamming the door shut behind you, you shove Todoroki/yourself into the small space, wincing as you watch him stumble in your body. Did you always seem this weak and small in his eyes? The sound of the lock clicking as you shut the door reminds you of the current situation and you turn on him, rage emanating from every pore of your being.

“I. Thought. I. Told. You. To. Put. On. A. Bra.” You’re hurt, and seriously pissed off, neatly trimmed nails digging into your thighs as you grip your pants. Humiliation courses through your body, pulsing behind your eyes in tears that you will not let fall, no matter what. “Is this some kind of joke? Are you trying to embarrass me-”

“No.” It’s disconcerting watching yourself speak and move, but subtle mannerisms remind you that it’s Todoroki you’re looking at, not yourself in the mirror. “I wouldn’t do that to you, I swear.”

“Then what is this?” You wave your hand at your body, flinching at what others must be whispering about you. “Do you want people to think I’m some sort of crazy person who goes around practically flashing people at their workplace? Someone who has no sense of decency?”

“Of course not.” His tone is as even as ever, but you can tell that he feels bad. “People here know what type of person you are. I’m sure they’re more concerned than anything.”

The fabric of his blue hero suit unscrunches as your hands drop to your sides, chest heaving as you take a deep breath. “I hope so.”

There’s vulnerability in your voice, and for a second you find peace in the quiet of the moment before he ruins it. “Besides, I’m more worried about my reputation than yours right now.”

You look up indignantly. “Why? I did everything you asked, and I’m fully dressed so I’m not sure why you’re complaining.”

He winces as your voice raises (maybe the coffee hasn’t kicked in yet) but he hides it quickly. “I mean, from their point of view, they just watched me forcibly drag my subordinate off and locked myself in a bathroom with her. They probably have all sorts of unseemly ideas about what I’m doing right now.”

You freeze. Shit. You hadn’t even considered what it would look like to the others. “I’m so sorry. We can explain this to everyone. Like you told me, everyone here also knows you, and that you would never do anything inappropriate.”

“It’s fine.” He gives you a genuine, yet slightly strained smile. “I’m not too concerned. However, your body doesn’t feel great.”

‘What’s wrong?” You reach out and touch his forehead. “You don’t have a fever.” Glancing down, you sigh. “First things first let's make you decent. You literally brought the bra. Why aren’t you wearing it?”

“The best way I can describe it is it’s similar to the time I accidentally ate Bakugou’s extra spicy curry, except it’s not in my stomach. It’s more in my abdomen. And I meant to wear it, I just couldn’t figure out how to get it on.”

“Okay. I can help with that.” You motion for him to lift his arms. “Take off your shirt.”

He lifts an eyebrow. “Is now really the time?” The bathroom is silent as you give him a death look. “It’s my body. There is quite literally nothing about the body you are currently inhabiting that I do not already know about. Now, shirt. I’ll help put the bra on.”

Understanding that you were not in the mood, he hurriedly pulls the shirt off, and you’re presented with the sight of your bare torso. Ignoring the strange intimacy of the moment (it was literally your own body you had no idea why you felt weird) you help him slip his arms into the straps, then motion for him to turn around.

He complies, and that’s when you see it. The relatively small, but somewhat noticeable stain on your crotch in the back of your pants. That’s why he wasn’t feeling good. Your body started your period.

The clasp of the bra dangles in your hands as you stare at it, evaluating your choices. One. You could pretend like nothing is happening but chances are he’s going to have to pee at some point during the day so he’ll find out eventually. Plus the stain wasn’t small.

Two. Be the mature, rational adult you are and calmly explain the situation. After all, there was nothing to be ashamed of. It’s a perfectly normal, perfectly natural, biological function that comes with being a female.

And three. Just leave and go crawl into your bed until this nightmare is over. Let him deal with it himself.

Option number three was looking pretty good there for a moment and you were calculating how fast you could escape the agency without drawing attention when Todoroki spoke.

“Everything okay? Why aren’t you doing the hook things?” Snapping out of your trance, you clumsily clasp the back, taking several tries to get all the hooks in the same row. Patting it, you tell him to put the shirt back on before taking a deep breath. “Hey, Todoroki?”

Wisps of hair emerge from the neckline of your shirt, followed closely by your head as he pops into your shirt. “Yes?”

“So like, it’s going to be okay and I swear I’ll help you and I’m sorry you have to deal with this but please whatever you do, don’t freak out. Promise?” He tilts his head slightly, regarding you with confusion. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, but if you say it’ll be okay I don’t see why I would feel the need to freak out.”

His calm response puts you somewhat at ease, and you just rip the bandaid off. “My body just started it’s period. With you in it. That’s why your abdomen was hurting. It was period cramps. Don’t worry, I’ll get you some advil soon. There’s a small stain on the back of your pants, but it’s not bad yet. However, it’s really heavy on my first day so we’re going to need to get a tampon in and a pad on asap.”

A blank stare is your only response. “What…is a tampon? And what does heavy mean? Also, does it always hurt this bad?” A small furrow appears between his brows, and you can tell he’s overthinking.

“Normally it’s only this bad for a few days, but I’m used to it by now.” You reassure him, grabbing a tampon and pad from the free dispenser on the wall. “And to answer your question, a tampon is basically a fancy roll of material that goes up there and absorbs the blood.”

You’re doing your best to remain calm and unbothered on the outside, but on the inside you’re losing your mind because there was absolutely no way that you were about to teach your crush how to insert a tampon into your cooch because you managed to swap bodies on the worst possible day.

He looks at you pensively as you approach him with the hygiene products. “Okay. What do you want me to do?”

You pause, considering. How did you want to do this? It would be weird for you to put it in yourself, even if it was your body. The packaging crinkles in your hands as you turn the items over in your hand. The easiest route would be to have him just put the pad on, but you also didn’t want him to deal with the mess and discomfort of sitting in a pad.

“Alright.” You clap your hands, the sharp sound echoing off the clean linoleum floors. “We’ll get a pad on first, then we’ll try the tampon. Ready?”

“Yes. How do I do that?” Okay. You can explain this. It’s not that complicated. “First things first, pull down your pants and underwear and sit on the toilet.”

A rustle of clothing and the click of the toilet seat against the porcelain bowl told you he had complied. “Wait, but like, don’t look okay. Keep your eyes averted.”

“Understood.” You choose to ignore the amusement in his voice, instead grabbing another pad and giving him a demo. Feeling guilty about the waste, you rip open one of the packages and pull out the pad. It’s thick, and made of cheap material like all free pads in public bathrooms tended to be.

Holding it up so he can see you demonstrate peeling the tab and unfolding it before peeling the sticky back off and showing it to him.

“Basically you just have to remove the covering and stick it to the bottom of your underwear. Make sense?”

He nods, so you pass him the pad and watch him carefully peel back the appropriate backings and smooth it into the center of your panties. His eyes gleam at you hopefully as he looks up, and when you tell him he did a good job you could have sworn he preened.

“Good job Todoroki.” A subtle frown pulls at his lips. “So for the tampon-”

“Shouto.” He cuts you off, looking disgruntled. “Call me Shouto.”

“I-What?” Thrown off guard by the sudden demand request you blink at him. “I don’t see how that’s relevant to what’s going on right now, but you’re my boss. It doesn’t seem right for me to address you so casually.”

“But you call me Shouto while we’re at work.” He stubbornly refuses to give the point up, clinging to it like a dog with their chew toy. “How is it any different?”

“Because-” You give him an exasperated look. “Some idiot decided to make his hero name his first name, so when he’s at work his co-workers are forced to use it. I don’t call you Shouto as in Todoroki Shouto. I call you Shouto as in Pro-Hero Shouto. That’s the difference.”

“But we’ve known each other for years.” He’s very matter of fact, clearly missing the point. “I would say we’re close enough for first names.”

He’s unbelievable. Of all the things to focus on right now why on earth is he choosing to argue over how you address him? “Of course we’re close. I consider you a good friend. But I wouldn’t say we’re close enough where it’s appropriate for me to address you by your first name when you’re my boss.”

“I’m currently in a bathroom with you right now, in your body, sitting on a toilet with no pants, on your period. I don’t see how we can possibly get any closer.” He had a point, and you just wanted to get this whole disaster sorted out as quickly as possible so you conceded. “Fine. Shouto. Now, will you please listen to me so we can get this over with and go on with our day?”

Using demonstrative hand motions and trying not to show how flustered you were you explained how to put the tampon in. Finally you finish, and hand him a tampon. He unwraps it, then hunches over in an awkward position trying to see what he was doing.

A red flush crawls up your neck as he quite literally examines your pussy, your insecurities running rampant, thoughts you’ve never had before occurring. Like, what if it looks weird? You didn’t exactly have a huge frame of reference, and all of your past experiences were horny hookups so you literally had no idea what it looked like from his point of view. He was probably repulsed by it. If everything that already happened hadn’t ruined any chance you had with him this was the final nail in the coffin.

A quiet splash cuts through the silence of the bathroom, interrupting your downward spiral. Looking up, you lock eyes with Todoroki, who’s frozen guiltily on the toilet.

“What just happened?”

“I, er, well I’m not sure.” Your eyes narrow. “What was the splash?”

“I did my best.” He sounds defensive. “I had a hard time finding…it…and it’s not easy to line it up and I think I did it wrong because as soon as I put it in it kind of just…spat it back out?”

Gaping at him, you’re at a loss for words before a loud, unflattering cackle rips itself out of your chest. The self-consciousness caused by the strangeness of the moment and being in the presence of your crush fading away as you reverted to treating him like you did in high school.

“Oh-Oh my god!” You’re doubled over, almost crying with how hard you’re laughing. “You can’t find it. You can’t even find the hole. You must be so popular with the ladies.”

As you laugh, a strange sensation builds in your stomach, and next thing you know it feels like you’re getting sucked into a vacuum and shot out the other end. Your vision goes black and fuzzy, the fluorescent lighting of the bathroom hurting your eyes when you finally open them.

When you finally open them and find yourself staring into the unimpressed face of one Todoroki Shouto that is.

Seeing his face again instead of staring at yours is a relief, but it’s also unfortunate because now you are the one perched on the toilet, your pants hanging around your ankles and a tampon floating around in the toilet water beneath you.

The two of you lock eyes, and you realize that now you’ve both returned to your own bodies it’s even worse that he’s seeing you half naked (don’t ask you why it just is somehow. Maybe it has something to do with him seeing it from his point of view instead of yours?).

Embarrassment floods your face, and you yell at him to turn around, hurriedly grabbing another tampon and putting it in before using your quirk to retrieve the tampon from the toilet and dumping it into the trash. A rushed tug has your pants back on, and the two of you stand in the bathroom not moving or speaking. Finally you break the silence.

“Uh, well, anyways. I’m glad this all worked out, sorry for the inconvenience and how weird it was. I’m going to head home and enjoy my day off now. Have a nice day!”

Not giving him the chance to respond, you dart past him and out the door, ignoring him as he calls your name. Yeah right. Have a nice day? More like have a nice life. There was no way you could ever show your face around him again. Maybe you could call Kyoka up and ask her if she needed a new hero at the agency she shared with Denki.

Unfortunately, life doesn’t always go as planned, and you wake up the next morning to your phone buzzing. You called in sick the night before, partially because your cramps were really bothering you, and partially because you were avoiding Todoroki.

Blearily, you roll over, pawing at your phone before lifting it to your ear. “Hello?”

“Good morning.” Immediately recognizing the smooth, deep voice belonging to none other than the one man you were actively trying to avoid, you do the only logical thing and hang up immediately.

A couple seconds later your phone rings again, and this time you let it go to voicemail. The sharp trill of your ringtone reaches you through the pillow you pressed over your head, alerting you that he called several more times after that. Finally the calls stop, and you emerge from under the pillows, beating back the strange sense of disappointment rising in your chest.

Ping!

The sound of your phone chiming startles you, causing you to drop it. Picking it back up, you check your notifications with bated breath.

(1) New Message From: Todoroki Shouto

Scared to read the message, you hesitate to click on it, having no idea what to expect. Your thumb hovers over the banner, the light washing over your skin as you work up the courage to check it.

Ping!

Your phone lands on your carpet with a plop as you accidentally drop it over the edge of your bed, not expecting it to go off again.

Ping! Ping!

Cautiously, you poke your head over the edge of your bed, glancing down at the illuminated lock screen. You let out an internal screech of horror.

(4) New Messages From: Todoroki Shouto

Unable to deal with the agony of not knowing what he said any longer, you scoop your phone up and tap the notification, scanning the messages, your heart dropping further and further the more you read.

Todoroki Shouto: Did you just hang up on me?

I’ll be at your place in fifteen minutes. Do you want anything?

*image attached*

Also: are these the chocolates you’re fond of? I asked my mother and sister and they told me they enjoy chocolate when they are menstruating.

Those are, in fact, your favorite chocolates, but as much as you wanted them you wanted him at your apartment in fifteen minutes even less. The sound of aggressive tapping filled your room as you typed out a response at breakneck speed, praying to whatever was out there that he wouldn’t actually come to your place.

You: Good morning Todoroki-San. I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize it was you and hung up because I was half asleep. It’s sweet of you to think of me, but those are expensive. Also, I’m taking the day off today so is there any possible way the matter you have to discuss could wait until tomorrow? Thanks!

A couple seconds after you hit send, the little label beneath the message changed from “delivered” to “read.” Then radio silence. Anxiety bubbles up in the pit of your stomach? What does read mean? Did he agree with you? Is he still coming? Too drained to deal with the emotional turmoil this was causing you, you rolled over and pulled your covers up over your head. This was a problem for future you.

Drifting off, you were awakened a short time later by your phone chiming once, then again a few minutes later, and the sound of your doorbell ringing. Surely it wasn’t…Half-closing your eyes to shield against the harsh glow of your phone, you unlock it.

(2) New Messages From: Todoroki Shouto

Todoroki Shouto: I’m here. Open your door.

I didn’t want to tell you over text, but you aren’t responding. Bakugou says I have romantic feelings for you and I think he is correct. He also said you’ve been “a mooney-eyed moron” for me since we were in high school. If that is true and you do feel the same way, please let me in. I would like to see you and care for you while you are on your cycle.

Three dots appear, signaling that he’s typing. A couple seconds later, your phone chimes again, not even giving you a moment to process the previous messages.

Todoroki Shouto: Our former classmates also unanimously agreed that I am, in fact, popular with the ladies. I’ll forgive your comment if you let me in. The old lady who lives next door to you is giving me suspicious looks.

You blink. Rub your eyes. Squint closer at your screen. The words didn’t change, and neither did their meaning. And Todoroki wasn’t the type of person to joke around like this. Your mouth suddenly felt dry, and your pulse thundered in your ears as you realized there was only one thing left to do.

You had to get out of bed and let him into your apartment.

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OMG UR CAIUS FIC WAS SO GOOD COULD YOU DO SOMETHING AB ARO PLEASE

a/n: Thank you so much! I’m very excited to write for Aro, he’s one of my favourite characters, more so because of Michael Sheen’s performance. I put a slight reference to something in this, you might catch it if you know other projects Michael Sheen has been in, but you might not, and that’s alright. Hope you enjoy <3

another a/n: I did put one or two feminine terms in this work, such as ‘mia regina’ which is ‘my queen’ in Italian, so do skip over it or replace it with something else if you’d like. I love writing this type of material in the middle of my classes, it adds so much adrenaline to not get caught.

Aro Volturi With A Human Mate

Instead of being angry and frustrated like Caius, Aro was more excited.

Like as if he was getting ready for a big party.

A human for a mate was inevitable for some vampires, of course, but Aro didn’t expect to be included in the some.

He was excited since it was rare for such high profile vampires to socialize with humans.

Aro often gushed to his brothers, excited to meet you, but also for them to meet you.

He wanted to host a ball for your welcome.

But Marcus noted that it would probably be slightly frightening for you to be in a room full of vampires.

Most of the vampires would look at you as if you were some sort of a snack.

Because it Marcus’ comment, Aro assumed it would be a greater choice to send an invitation to a tour of the castle.

Free of cost, of course.

When you had received the invitation, you were beyond excited.

An invitation to a tour of an ancient castle with endless legends, for free?

Absolutely.

The tour was the next day, so of course you were slightly nervous.

When the tour commenced, a very pretty woman named Heidi lead the tour group.

She began to speak of secrets of the castle, as well as secret corridors and legends.

Some things a normal tour guide would most likely have no idea about.

Heidi then looked in your direction, and smiled brightly at you.

“It’s very lovely here. I’m sure you’ll love it.”

Just when she had finished her sentence, she opened the doors where there were three men sitting in thrones, and what seemed to be 4 guards.

The man who sat in the middle, greeted everyone and began speaking greatly of the castle.

He had only stopped when he motioned for your tour guide, Heidi, to come forward.

She did as told, and held her hand out towards him.

You would have thought it was to greet him, but it seemed like he was concentrated, or zoned out.

“Magnifico! I will get Demetri to escort them.” (Translation: “Magnificent! I will get Demetri to escort them.”

A man who you assumed was Demetri, walked in your direction.

“Come with me, all will be alright, rest assured. However, do not look behind you.”

You went with him, doing as he said, but immediately turned around when the rest of the tour began screaming.

“What the hell was that?!”

Demetri just grabbed your wrist and brought you upstairs.

“Just stay in here, I’ve been instructed to keep you under my eye. Aro will explain everything to you.”

“Aro?”

“The man who sat in the middle throne.”

You nodded, and decided to sit on one of the window seats.

You wanted to ask Demetri as many questions as you wanted to, but you didn’t want to bother him, or disrupt him from his job.

When the door had opened and Demetri bid his farewells, you had turned around and saw Aro.

“You must be Y/n, correct?”

“Yeah, and you’re Aro?”

“I am, I assume you have a good amount of questions?”

You nodded, and Aro moved swiftly but smoothly towards the opposite side of the window seat.

“May I?”

“Of course.”

He sat opposite to you, and smiled slightly at you.

“There’s no need to be afraid of me, or the others. You’re the most safe you could ever be in the castle. I promise you, I will keep you safe.”

“May I ask why the rest of the tourists were screaming when I left?”

“I sense that that question should be answered later, appropriately.”

You were slightly frightened as to what the final answer would be, it could be anything.

Perhaps there was a reenactment of the past after you had been escorted, one of the tourists got pushed and the rest screamed since one of them fell, or the worst:

They were murdered.

“I feel like I already know what happened.”

“I sense that you do know, too. I will tell you everything in a moment. But for now, would you care to lend me your hand?”

You trusted Aro, though you were positive your ancestors were screaming from above or below not to trust him.

You held your hand out in front of him, and before he held your hand in his own, he asked for permission or something else.

“I want you to think of the happiest memory you have stored in your mind, I will describe it to you. I will not see anything else besides the things you want to show me, unless I have your permission.”

You thought of a memory, and then placed your hand in Aro’s palm.

He covered the back of your hand with the palm of his other hand, then he began telling you small details of your chosen memories you had even forgotten about.

When he was finished, he brought his head up from looking down, and smiled at your face of bewilderment.

“That is so cool! Is that like your superhero power?”

Aro smiled widely at your interest in his gift, and began explaining what his was.

“I have a gift, it’s called tactile telepathy. I can read everyone’s thoughts and memories with a single touch. The others in this coven have multiple different gifts, they help keep us safe.”

“So you’re all like superheroes?”

“Vampires, darling.”

After that, Aro enjoyed seeing your memories whenever you two were apart for some sort of time.

Especially say you were having a difficult time attempting to explain something to him, he would hold your hand and immediately understand what you were trying to say.

“I understand you, cara mia. I always will.”

And he was right, he understands you in every way possible.

Aro memorized your body language on how you react to different things, as well as your facial expressions.

When you’re uncomfortable with something, he will do absolutely everything in his power to make you comfortable.

Aro will burn down the entire world for you.

When it’s time for you to go to sleep, you best believe that Aro set up the most lavish and comfortable room for you.

The best and most comfortable bed, of course.

You lay down on his chest, and he brushes the hair out of your face, admiring your tired eyes looking back at him.

“Would you like for me to read to you, dearest?”

You nodded your head, and Aro would get up from wherever he was seated, swiftly retrieve a book, lay back down next to you, and begin reading.

He loved having you hold his hand while he read, it lets him see what you’re imagining the scene that he’s reading to you.

And when you fell asleep while he was reading, he would be so very content.

You curled up next to him, sound asleep on his chest.

Aro adored seeing what you were dreaming.

He loved how humans brains worked while they were sleeping, keeping your mind entertained with multiple little scenarios.

When you woke up, however, Aro would prefer to have you describe your dreams, if you remembered them.

He loved to learn more about humans, especially in the modern age.

And you loved to learn more about vampires, especially in the ancient times.

Aro would often tell you stories of each coven he encountered, his old family and friends, and his past human life.

As much as he wants you to be changed into a vampire like the rest, he can’t help but smile whenever you got slightly nervous around him, stuttering over your words, and hiding your face with your hands out of embarrassment.

He pays attention to little details about you.

Especially your eyes.

Even the shade of your eyes stops him from changing you. Your eyes wouldn’t be as unique anymore, they’d be the same red as everyone else’s.

“You have the most magnificent shade of colour in your eyes, mia regina. I simply cannot get enough of them.”

Being absolute best friends with Demetri.

But wherever Demetri was, Felix wasn’t too far behind.

You three are like a troublemaker trio, always causing trouble and pulling pranks on different members of the guard.

Never Jane or Alec, though. Unless it was a scheduled board game night or something along the lines.

Which Alec loved to take away different players senses, allowing him to cheat in the games you’d play.

He doesn’t do it all the time, though.

Marcus was a lot more welcoming towards you, perhaps more than anyone else.

Whenever Aro couldn’t, he’d show you different areas of the castle you hadn’t seen yet, and would give you wonderful pieces of advice along the way.

“Remember to stay true to yourself, never let anyone think for you.”

Aro will spoil you insanely.

If you mention a specific piece of clothing even once, you better expect that when you wake up the next morning, Aro has an elegantly wrapped package placed at the foot of your bed with a note written in fine handwriting.

“Mia amato, I have seen you speak of this article of fabric, and I have gone out of my way to make sure you have every little thing you admire. I need you to be the happiest you can possibly be. Please accept my gift, and meet me by the gardens by noon. I’ll see you then. Cordialmente, Aro.”

You two have annual walks throughout the garden, usually during golden hour. The sun still above, but setting at the same time, making it seem like Aro was made of a trillion Tiffany Yellow Diamonds.

He loved finding a flower that suited your mood for the day, and putting it behind your ear.

“My beautiful.”

You two often walked either arm in arm, or hand in hand, but sometimes you would hold him closer with your arm wrapped around his waist, your head leaning on his side or shoulder.

Often times, when the moon is visible, you would slow dance together, looking at each other with smiles on your faces, just appreciating each other’s presence.

Usually, Aro would come back into the castle around 2 in the morning, carrying your sleeping self up to your shared room, after you had fallen asleep on his shoulder while sitting in the garden.

The rest of the kings and guards would be predominantly more happy than from before you had arrived.

You had given Aro something to look forward to after trials and mountains of work, something he didn’t have for hundreds of years.

Though, Caius was still slightly jealous of you.

You had practically stolen one, if the not the most, needed member of the vampire world. Aro was nearly as focused on you than he was on trials and legislature.

He’d warm up to you eventually.

At least, you hoped.

Speaking of trials, you wanted to sit in and watch the trials, to see what it was about, and how it worked.

You knew the most of it, of course, Aro had already told you. But you wanted to see it live.

Aro was quick to say no, he didn’t want you to get hurt, or worse, killed.

He understood what would happen to him if his mate was killed, Marcus was the example. He couldn’t even bear the thought of you not being by his side.

Though, you owning the key to his heart, convinced him to let you watch, letting both Jane and Alec stay on either side of you, protecting you if anything were to go wrong.

You would usually sit on Aro’s lap, and then the throne when he had to see what was truly going on by using his gift.

Jane usually stood on the left of the throne, and Alec on the right.

Mainly since Caius sat on the throne in the left, and Jane loved to torture the criminals.

He loved the front seat view.

Constant look backs of reassurance to make sure that you’re alright.

Nearly always having your hand in his.

Forehead kisses.

Constantly bringing the back of your hand up to his lips.

Getting the absolute best care in the world, health wise especially.

When Aro proposed, it was in the bedroom the both of you share, and he was reading some poetry to you.

All was going swell, and then he got to one page.

“I can write no stately poem

As a prelude to my lay;

From a poet to a poem

I would dare to say.

For if of these fallen petals

One to you seem fair

Love will waft it till it settles

On your hair.

And when wind and winter harden

All the loveless land.

It will whisper of the garden,

You will understand.”

At the end, you were leaned up closer to him, looking at him in awe.

He closed the book, and placed it aside gracefully, before leaning slightly closer to you. Placing his hands overs yours.

“Do you remember who wrote that, cara mia?”

“I do. That’s Oscar Wilde, right?”

“That’s right. There’s so much I want to say to you, especially in this particular moment, but I don’t think there’s enough words to express my love and affection towards you. I’ve known you for a little while, and I can feel the bond between us, and I know you can feel it, too. The universe has guided us together, and I am so very thankful for every second we have spent together, and I’m even more thankful for the rest of eternity we have. However, I am the most thankful of the fact that I have the most gorgeous human as a mate. I love you so much, anima mia. Will you do me the best thing that could ever happen to me in my thousands of years, and marry me?”

You said yes, obviously, who wouldn’t?

You leaned over to press your lips against his, as he held one side of your face with one hand, and the other hand slid a ring on your ring finger.

While Aro wanted an extremely lavish wedding, with all the diamonds in the world, you wanted something more of a homely essence.

So you compromised, and had a bit of both.

Aro invited nearly every vampire to the wedding, wanting to show you off in every way he could.

The Denali’s, Cullens, Irish coven, everyone was invited.

Except for the Romanian coven, Vladimir and Stefan. Not trusting them to be in your presence.

The wedding was held in the garden, the arch where Aro stood had your favourite flowers intertwining around it, with diamonds pressed in the centre of each individual flower.

Demetri walked you down the isle, smiling proudly when he handed you over to Aro.

Proud that his leader had finally found true love, and that one of his best friends is finally where they need to be.

After the official wedding ceremony, the rest of the night and day were spent smiling and showing off each other to the guests.

When the night ended, it was finally time for you to be changed to a vampire.

Aro sat by the bed were sitting on, making sure that you were absolutely ready to be converted to a vampire for the rest of eternity.

“Are you ready, my darling?”

You nodded your head, and Aro took one final look into your coloured eyes, attempting to remember every small detail of them.

Aro then moved your hair away from your neck, before placing his lips over where he would finally bite down and turn you immortal.

“Just say when, and I’ll see you after.”

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oatmealcrisp-freak · 2 years

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Saiki K character fursonas (a non-authoritive spreadsheet of ideas)

Kaidou - Scene dog. Well, technically fox. With wings. One is an angle one is a devil wing. Bipedal. Over 6ft tall. Eyes change colour depending on mood. Energy blasts. Alarming amount of muscles. Can transform. Is a ninja who’s better than Boruto. Lots of bandages, zippers, belts, studs, etc.

Kuboyasu - Thinks werewolves are cool? (misunderstands the concept)

Nendo - Despite suggestions of gorilla he decided he’s a Dragonite (also misunderstood the concept a little but still managed to hit the nail on the head) in a Hawaiian tee shirt with a mohawk who is a ramen cook. (the fan community that springs up around the concept art would be large and slightly terrifying)

Yumehara - After looking at Kaidou’s, a sparkle dog (but originally was thinking a bunny in frilly pink clothes that would be genuinely very cute and fluffy) who manages to come off like a Mary Sue somehow even though that term is so outre like it’s almost alarming how generi-

Teruhashi - Herself but with, like, cat ears or something (you can’t beat perfection)

Mera - Eating (panda. forever malnourished despite eating constantly but can also kill you)

Saiko - Says he doesn’t know or care to know about such pleb things, he’s not interested in having this conversation but if you must know he’s a dragon of platinum and gold and gems and abs (with a harem of OCs who bear a disturbing resemblance to certain classmates and yes he’s stiffed artists after commissioning them. This is especially heinous because the design is so self-aggrandizing it’s honestly kinda nauseating? Which he makes sure the artist knows because he will come back with ten thousand ‘corrections’ if allowed that amount to ‘make me look cooler’.)

Hairo - A dragon, but better than Saiko, w/clear lion inspirations also. like. If Hairo can’t breathe fire without being a dragon I’ll eat

Takahashi - idk, asparagus?

Toritsuka - Tanuki. He’s a tanuki. There’s really no other option but for him to be a tanuki.

Akechi - I wanna say a fennec fox - big ears, big eyes, sandy complexion, carnivore, also can eat the bugs his bestie is afraid of and endear himself to saiki further, but this one talks a LOT. Maybe also part bat. Somehow vaguely demonic.

Aiura - Leopard or a kitsune oh or a dolphin would be totes rad no wait its gotta be smthn hella sparkles oh how about a mermaid or- (can’t make up her mind)

Saiki - A cat. Just. Just a regular 4-legged, 4 on the floor, normal-looking cat. nothing unusual about it. totally average. It’s not weird. (Didn’t misunderstand the concept, just didn’t want to participate. Don’t worry, the psykickers get together and design a more appropriate one for him. Saiki is horrified by it. It’s too flashy by half!)

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kyovtani · 4 years

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mean dom hinata? explain away honey 👁👅👁

you guys- when i tell you the concept of hard dom hinata is one of my favorites- idek what it is about the thought of having sunshines like him, suga or yams go brutally at me but it just makes me pussy throb so here you go ✨

a/n: i got a little carried away so this is a little longer haha 😀

— cw: hard daddy dom!shoyo, heavy degradation, mocking, teasing and dumbification, pussy slapping, choking and brief mentions of breeding <33

hinata shoyo is not really one who's constantly in his hard dom mood. he's also not a soft dom per se, but for him to become the mean, merciless dom you love oh so much, it does take a little bit of work.

however, it always depends, who those guys are.

one thing hinata absolutely despises is when you visit him at practice, dressed in one of your tiniest little dresses and that one particular look on your face. he can tell the reason behind your little visit by the way you walk and talk once you've entered the gym him and his teammates spend most of their time in.

you visit him a lot, which he genuinely appreciates because he misses you a lot but can't really do anything about it because he has to practice to become an even better version of himself. however, when you come up to him with that smirk and certain kind of playful gleam in your eyes, he knows you're here to play your little games.

and then he just gets to watch the scene unfold.

you becoming incredibly handsy with atsumu and bokuto, two of his closest friends who, bless their hearts, simply can't hide the effect you have on them, especially if you're dressed like that. shoyo also calmly observes the way you talk to his captain, meian, the guy he looks up to, his mentor. he even finds it funny how you keep letting your hands graze over his big arms and even his abs, or laughing about his puns and jokes a little too much than you'd normally do.

in those moments, shoyo just smiles and calms himself down because he knows why you're acting like that. you've missed him and he hasn't had the time to give you the attention you deserve so you're here to get what you deserve.

even on the ride back home he does not say a word and that's when you know you've got him.

because the moment he steps through the door to your shared apartment, he slams it shut and wraps one of his big, calloused hands around your neck before he calmly pushes you against the wall.

and then, hinata just starts chuckling.

the sound of his deep laughter sends shivers of excitement and arousal down your spine and it feels like he's slowly setting your body on fire in a way only he's been able to.

he holds you like that for a good while, just giggling and shaking his head, meeting your desperate gaze every now and then as he applies more and more pressure on your delicate throat.

"you know what, puppy?", he begins, running a hand through his messy curls before he scratches the back of his undercut and then casually plays with the piercings in his ear.

"i actually enjoy these shows a lot", shoyo continues, his facial expressions slowly but surely hardening as he never once averts his gaze from yours all while his other hand pushes your tiny little dress all the way up your thighs, exposing your clothed cunt to the cold air of the hallway.

"all the fake giggles and compliments whenever my boys say something, honestly – it's actually quite cute. i know how much tsumu- and bo-kun enjoy your little visits and even shu-kun gets all flustered when you keep telling him just how 'big' he is", hinata explains, the smile on his plump lips slowly fading away as he pushes his thumb underneath the waistband of your panties and casually rips it with one firm tug, not even caring about the little painful gasp you let out when the fabric lightly cuts your skin.

you just look at him with parted lips, your arousal slowly dripping down your inner thighs and your cunt clenching in absolute disgusting despair the longer hinata stares at you.

"shoyo, i-", "shut the fuck up", hinata is quick to quiet you down, the playful gleam in his big eyes burning with a fire of anger in just the right way; you've finally gotten him exactly where you wanted him, "not only wasn't i done speaking yet, you were also not granted permission to say anything, pet. so you stay nice and quiet for me, hm?"

you start nodding softly, a soft whine escaping your lips when shoyo harshly pushes his thick thigh in between your legs, right against your dripping cunt. your eyes roll into the back of your head at the delicious feeling of his strong muscle underneath you; your clit throbbing almost painfully when you slowly start rocking your hips against him.

"look at how fucking desperate you are to have your stupid little pussy fucked", hinata grunts, a deep, empty chuckle falling pst his lips before he lets go of your throat and takes your chin into his big hand to have you meet his strong, alluring gaze, "it's disgustingly pathetic."

"o-only for you, daddy", you whisper and dig your fingers into his tiny waist, holding onto him as your hips move on their own, giving your little clit just the right amount of stimulation to esse some of the pressure on your cunt.

"oh, really? o-o-o-only f-for m-me? yeah?", hinata replies, his mocking of your words sending you into the sweetest haze of pleasure and you can't believe you're about to cum from basically nothing.

"didn't look like that to me when you were basically offering yourself to my boys", he hisses, suddenly pulling his whole body away from you and with a soft yelp, you let yourself fall onto your knees; desperately pressing your thighs together in hopes of getting your ruined orgasm back, only to fail miserably.

shoyo looks down to you, his rock hard cock straining against the soft material of his sweats and the thought of his weight on your tongue, you whimper softly.

"i don't fuck you for what? two days? and you forget what manners are. have i fucked you and your stupid little pussy so dumb already? because it seems like you're not doing any of the thinking anymore, hm? but i mean, how are you supposed to when cock is all you seem to think about all day", his words ring in your head, echoing sonloudly it feels like he just yelled them right into your ear.

you gulp harshly, your hands finding the fabric of his sweats as you make your way up to him; the thought of having him fill you to the brim with his cock as he says even meaner things to you clouding your mind in just the right way.

"p-please", you whisper and look up at him, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes as the arousal becomes overwhelming and the radical need to have him inside of you takes over your mind, "please, daddy, i n-need you to fuck me."

you start placing soft little kisses on his clothed cock, your eyes never once leaving his strong gaze as you enjoy the feeling of his length underneath your lips knowing oh too well that he's going to take it away from you a lot sooner than you'd expect him to.

"tsk, how unfortunate that i don't need to fuck you. i'll just use my fist and watch you beg for it before i cum all over your dirty little cunt and call it a night", he hisses, pushing the messy strands of his hair out of his face before he moves out of your grip and walks towards the living room.

and just as you're about to get up on wobbly legs, hinata raises his big, tattoo clad hand snd turns his head to the side, before he mumbles a soft, "don't you fucking dare to get up. if you want to behave like a needy little pet, you're going to be treated like one. so, you better stay the fuck on all fours."

by the time you come to sit next to him on the floor, hinata just groans, pushing his sweats and boxer briefs down his thick thighs and revealing his fat, precum leaking cock to your hungry eyes.

"sit on the coffee table", he grunts, sitting down on the couch as he wraps his big hand around his throbbing length and slowly starts stroking himself.

you nod softly, moving to sit on the little table with your juices covering your inner thighs and continuously dripping down your legs and without missing a beat, you spread yourself open for hinata.

"fuck, you're dripping everywhere", he grunts at the sight of your sopping wet pussy all spread okt for him and his words easily have your hole clenching like crazy, making more of your juices drip down to your ass.

"all y-yours, daddy", you whimper, watching the way hinata slowly bucks his hip into his fist, his precum slowly finding its way down the back of his hand.

"of course you're all mine, you stupid little slut", hinata scoffs and even though you see the way he lifts his hand, the suddenness of the harsh spank on your pussy still takes your breath away and leaves you whining and whimpering as the pain slowly spreads in your veins, mixing with the pleasure and basically leaving you high.

"you and this pretty pussy belong to me, puppy", he spits and casually lands another spank on your drenched folds, a loud moan falling pst your lips as the tears stream down your temples and find their way into the coffee table.

"now cut the crybaby shit and get on top of me, show me you're worthy of my cock and i might actually breed you."

#haikyuu smut #hq!! smut #haikyū!! smut #hinata smut #hinata shoyo smut #haikyuu x female reader #haikyuu x reader #choking tw #degradation tw #dumbification tw #mocking tw #teasing tw #daddy tw

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ericspinkhair · 3 years

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quarantine longings

pairing: best friend!kevin x fem!reader

word count: 3.2k

synopsis: you and your best friend have sex because quarantine made you horny

warnings: best friends to lovers, takes place during the pandemic, spoiler of 356 days (but not the end, just generally the plot), no use of condoms but only the pill, creampie, sexual fantasies, fingering, hand-job, sex, slight angst at the end if you squint

a/n: I would literally die for kevin, I love him so much. I'll be writing a multiple parts series about him after I'm done writing scenarios for every member first.

requests are open!

masterlist + requests

you slammed your foot hard against the wall and cursed in pain. you hopped on one foot to your bed, holding your other leg in agony and tasted blood as you bit your lip to keep the volume of your suffering groans in check. someone knocked on the door.

'are you okay?' your roommate asked concerned.

'no, leave me alone, kevin,' you croaked out. you wanted to suffer by yourself.

there was an awkward silence and then you heard him sigh. soon after, the door next to your room closed shut.

why were you so frustrated, one might ask? well, the pandemic was kicking your butt and you just couldn't take it anymore. when the news of the virus had first spread, no one thought it would become this serious. but suddenly everyone was walking around with masks and spent most of their time staying at home.

after graduating high school, you and kevin had decided to move in together for college because both of you were broke and couldn't afford to live alone. you had been best friends since middle school and had been convinced that it was a smart idea at the time.

and everything went smoothly for the first one and a half years. however, after not seeing anyone else since the start of the pandemic over a year ago, it became increasingly difficult to share an apartment, but not in the way one might assume. you were neither sick of each other nor did you fight a lot. to tell the truth, it was quite the opposite.

earlier, before you had kicked the wall in anger, the two of you had painted together. kevin was majoring in art and, since you didn't have anything better to do, you joined him while he did projects for his classes. you might have been majoring in journalism but you had always liked drawing and painting, even though you weren't particularly skilled. you were a naturally clumsy person, always tripping over air and dropping things. today you were hecticly moving around your hands while telling him about a stupid video you had seen and you accidently let go of the brush in your hand. it hit the side of kevin's face, leaving a wide splodge of red paint on his right cheek.

to get back at you, he jerked his paint brush and splattered some green color on your white shirt. you saw this as a challenge and soon both of you were both drenched in the colors of the rainbow, laughing hysterically on the floor, not caring that you were spreading the paint on the poor carpet.

you turned your heads to look at each other and you felt absolutely in peace. you loved this man and couldn't be more glad that it was him and not anyone else you were stuck with inside of this apartment.

he stood up to take off his stained shirt and your smile quickly faded off your face. your lips slightly parted and you couldn't help but stare at his now exposed biceps and abs.

your mouth watered and you felt heat pooling between your legs as you took your time to study his architecture. thoughts about how badly you wanted him to thrust into you while his strong arms held you up invaded your mind. you tried to shake them off but it was impossible.

occasions like this were slowly becoming a common occurrence for you.

having mostly stayed inside for over a year, also meant that you didn't have sex for that long. it's not like you were the horniest person on the planet but you still had needs that were being neglected. with kevin being home all the time you didn't even dare to masturbate, scared that he would be able to hear you through the frustratingly thin walls. you must have gone insane with all the lust building up inside you and that's why you suddenly craved to have sex with your best friend. this whole thing was destroying everything. it was hard to act normal when he was making you this nervous and heated but you tried to pretend that everything was fine anyway for the sake of your friendship.

that was the reason why you were angry and had hurt yourself. you hated the way you felt about your best friend and you hated the pandemic for not giving you an outlet to escape so you could recollect yourself.

what you weren't aware of was that kevin was no stranger to the exact same frustration.

he would need more than his ten fingers and ten toes to be able to count the amount of times he had to run to the bathroom to hide his boner because he had done so much as look at you bend over or stretch. he didn't want to make you uncomfortable but it was a challenge to try and calm down his hormones.

whenever he jacked off, images of you flashed through his mind; your sweet curves and pink lips drove him insane.

last week, you two were cooking together and you had asked him to get the salt. he stood behind you to reach for it on the highest shelf. he was forced to press his crotch against your butt cheeks and his dick hardened against his will. he quickly handed you the salt, excused himself and ran off before you could figure out what had happened.

he might not have known the cause of your sudden outburst but he sympathized with your fury because he had a lot of pent up anger towards covid as well.

he lay in his bed and tried to focus on the book he was reading but he couldn't tune out the groans coming from the room next to his. he cursed.

'stop it!' he was panicking as he saw a familiar tent forming in his pants. your sounds triggered some weird perverted part of his brain that sent signals right to his genitals. his dick was hardening and he saw no other solution to his problem than to give in to his subconscious desires.

he pulled down his pants just far enough so that his cock had enough room to spring out. it only needed a few strokes before it stood tall and angry. kevin pressed his head into his pillow and moved his hand fast. he wanted to get over with it quickly. he emptied his cum on his stomach while imagining your greedy little mouth being stuffed by his cock. he lay there panting as yet another round of shame flushed over him.

'get yourself together,' he whispered, mentally slapping himself.

***

'do you want to order japanese or italian?' you asked kevin. today was friday which meant it was time for your weekly tradition of ordering take out and watching a movie.

'definitely italian. we've already had japanese for the past four days. I need something else for a change,' kevin complained and shuddered at the thought of having to eat sushi again. the japanese restaurant prepared absolutely delicious food but he just couldn't stand it anymore.

you laughed at his pained facial expression. 'fine, italian it is.'

within twenty minutes the doorbell rang and after about half a minute kevin came back with two huge boxes.

he opened them on the small table situated in front of your couch and the smell of freshly cooked pasta seasoned with basil made your stomach growl.

kevin wanted to dig in already but you stopped him. you had to choose a movie first.

'let's watch tall girl. I saw everyone hate on it on tiktok,' you suggested.

'I think we should watch 365 days, that was all over my for you page as well,' kevin argued. you hadn't heard of it so you weren't sure whether it would be the right movie for you. the rule was that it had to be as bad as possible.

'according to what I have heard, it's apparently even worse than 50 shades of grey,' kevin added which piqued your interest. the both of you had watched 50 shades about two months ago and you were honestly shocked by how awful it actually was. you couldn't understand why everyone had been so obsessed with it when it was first released. if 356 days was really worse, then you'd hit the jackpot. you clapped your hands.

'fine, you win. I swear if the movie isn't as horrible as you say it is then you owe me something!' he intertwined his pinky with yours to promise.

watching horrible movies was way better than watching good ones. making fun of bad storylines, stupid characters or horrible editing was one of your favorite past times.

'I guess I'll have to add are you lost, baby girl to the top 10 worst lines ever spoken. who thought ah yes this is sexy, let's have him repeat it over and over again', you complained, shoving some pasta into your mouth.

'so he's like I won't do anything without your permission while he is literally groping her boobs against her will, like make it make sense, massimo', added kevin, ruffling his hair in frustration. he almost completely forgot about the food.

'so let me get this straight: he drugged her, kidnapped her, tied her up, hung up a painting of her just because he saw her face when his dad was shot?'

'totally relatable.' both of you giggled.

you were enjoying complaining about the plot. it was horrible.

there were plenty of erotic scenes but they were honestly so funny and kinda gross that you could bare it without really being affected by them. kevin, on the other hand, had placed a pillow over his hard-on to hide the embarrassing fact that these terrible, smutty scenes had turned him on.

and then the infamous boat scene came.

massimo and laura had a huge fight, she fell of the boat, he saved her and now she was suddenly so in love with him that she begs him to fuck her. which he does.

you felt your panties become increasingly wet as the couple had steaming hot sex.

'this is embarrassing but I'm so horny,' you admitted but in a way that should have suggested that you meant it as a joke. something about this statement stirred something in kevin.

'well, what can I say?' he replied and lifted the pillow. your pupils widened at the sight of your best friend's bulge.

his eyes darkened and he looked at you with lust clearly written on his face. you reciprocated his stare with the same intensity. you tried to focus on his dark brown orbs instead of his boner but the image you had just seen was present in your mind.

his gaze shifted to your lips and, before you knew it, kevin climbed above you and pressed your back flat onto the couch.

your lips locked and you immediately buried your hands in his hair to pull him closer. you moved in sync, his lips fitting perfectly onto yours. you bucked your hips up against his crotch and earned a moan from kevin. he opened his eyes in shock as realization hit him. he quickly pulled away and jumped off the coach.

'I'm so sorry, y/n. I shouldn't have just done that. I don't know what came over me,' he apologized profusely, staring at his feet. did he really think that you didn't want this?

'give me your hand,' you told him and held out your hand.

'why?' he raised his eyebrows in confusion. you rolled your eyes.

'just do it.'

you took his hand and led it to your crotch.

'what are you- oh my god.' your juices had completely soaked through your panties and your sweatpants. 'you are so wet.'

'for you,' you added. 'there's no need to apologize. I'm literally begging you to continue.'

you didn't have to say that twice before he pulled you closer to him by your hips and engaged you in another desperate kiss. his hands were groping your butt while you let yours slide under his hoodie. you felt his naked skin and toned abs, as you rubbed his stomach. you lowered your hands and bravely palmed his boner through his clothes.

'y/n,' he hissed out against your lips. you hooked your thumbs in the elastic of his pants and underwear, and pushed the material down to his thighs. he struggled to get them off.

you stroked his hard dick as he slipped his hand into your panties to massage your pussy at the same time.

he slipped one finger inside and began working it in and out. you finally were getting the relief you had been desperately craving for for so long. kevin was skilled and your walls were trying to swallow his slim finger. you were quickly coming close to your orgasm after having abstained for more than a year. you pulled his hand out.

'I bet you can make me come even better with your dick,' you challenged kevin.

'you bet I will.' he was confident.

'let me just look for a condom.' he was already turning away to go search in his room but you held him back by the arm.

'forget about it. I'm on the pill and I want you raw. I want you to come inside me and not spill into a stupid condom.'

the idea of this sounded very tempting to kevin. he picked you up and threw you back onto the couch, drawing your hips closer to him so he could pull off all the pieces of clothing that were hindering him from accessing your pussy.

he propped up his arms next to your sides and spread your thighs apart. strings of arousal were hanging from your folds and he saw your hole desperately clench around nothing. his dick hurt from how much he wanted to finally be inside of you. he wanted to find out how close he had been able to imagine how you would feel around him.

your hole took him in easily, welcoming him happily by embracing it tightly. kevin swore he could've cum right here and there.

he went slow at first to give you a chance to adjust but you were already fully ready, rocking your hips forward to meet his thrusts.

he crashed your mouths together and you kissed him like he was oxygen and you were short of air. you smiled and your eyes rolled back, satisfied with how things had played out today and the prospects of coming looked fairly promising.

desperate for release, kevin picked up the pace, his eyes closed while fucking into you like a horny animal. he couldn't help himself and all the 'faster's and 'harder's spilling from your mouth only encouraged him to drive himself deeper into you.

you wrapped your legs around his torso in an attempt to regain the control you were losing.

'fuck fuck fuck,' you cursed, feeling your muscles starting to contract. kevin brushed away some hair that was stuck to your sweaty forehead.

'it's fine, I'm coming too,' he announced and it took only a few more thrusts before a body shaking orgasm flushed over you, making you see only white. this drove kevin over the edge too and he spilled inside you, filling you up with his hot cum. he continued to slowly ease his dick in and out of you, fucking his semen right back into you until you had ridden out both of your orgasms. he let himself fall onto the couch right next to you, panting hard.

'I very much needed this,' you sighed in content.

'same, I wasn't sure whether I could hold out any longer without having a proper orgasm.' he watched his cum drip out of you.

'we should've thought of this sooner,' you said. 'this was a great idea.'

kevin hummed in agreement.

***

so now you and kevin were having sex on a regular basis, your high score being five times in a day. it felt good to finally live out your sexuality and not having to restrict yourself. sure, you guys did it more than necessary but it was a great way to pass time and it felt fucking amazing.

today you had done it in the shower after waking up, then on the kitchen counter and you had just finished having sex in his bed.

he was spooning you from behind, his cock still placed inside of you. he nuzzled his nose into your neck.

'stop, that tickles,' you chuckled.

'sorry.'

after a while of comfortable silence you heard him let out a big sigh.

'what's wrong?' you asked as he pulled out of you. you turned around to be able to look at him.

'I don't think I can do it like this anymore,' he confessed.

'what do you mean?' you asked. 'are you talking about us having sex?'

he nodded. your heart dropped and you started feeling dizzy. you tried to search for answers in his eyes but he avoided looking at you.

'w-why?' you stuttered, trying to hold back the tears that were welling up in your eyes.

'it was amazing at first,' he started and finally raised his head to meet your gaze, 'and I went into it without much thought. I went crazy during quarantine and began fantasizing about having sex with you. then it became reality but now I understand that was probably wrong of me. I've always thought of myself as a gentleman, yet I slept with you without much thought. you see, my issue is this…'

suspense hung in the air and you were impatiently waiting for him to get to the point.

'I like you.'

you quietly gasped in surprise. you had been expecting him to say you were bad at sex and that he regretted everything but not this.

'I shouldn't be sleeping with you unless you were my girlfriend,' he finished off his ramble. you felt immensely relieved.

'do you want me to?' you asked him.

'want you to what?' kevin was confused. he had been a hundred percent sure you'd immediately jump out of the bed in disgust when he confessed.

'be your girlfriend. after all, I like you too, you moron.' you realized that you had known this for a while. you might have even been crushing on your best friend since way before the pandemic struck but it was kind of hard to track your feelings. still, you were sure you liked him too. now that he had admitted his feelings, you were able to admit yours not only to him but to yourself as well.

'wow, I didn't expect this,' kevin confessed surprised. you laughed.

'yeah, we should've realized this sooner.' he pulled you closer and kissed you. it was different than the other times. his lips moved softly against yours, in contrast to all of your rough and passionate kisses you had exchanged these past few weeks. he conveyed his emotions through the kiss.

'you're ready again?' you groaned as you felt kevin's dick harden against your upper thigh. he chuckled.

'sorry, you just turn me on so much.'

so then you did it for the fourth time. that day, you set a new record of having sex six times. you might have been happy now but still just as horny.

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