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shadyteacup · 3 years

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This is a day late, but here's a birthday fic I wrote for my favorite man, Dazai♡

Happy Birthday, Love♡

"Good morning!"

A cheery voice echoed in Dazai's ear. He groaned at the noise. It was only 5 in the morning.

"Who?", he managed to grumble into the phone, shifting on his bed to stretch his legs.

"It's me, Dummy. Wake up and get ready. I'm picking you up in 5."

His eyes shot open. Why the fuck were you picking him up at 5.05 am on a fucking Saturday?

"Y/N, it's literally dark out there, "

"Shut up. Be ready!"

With that, you hung up.

Dazai groaned into his pillow, fisting the sheets and preparing himself to get out of bed.

He rolled off the edge, quite literally, and landed on his bum, hissing at the cold that kissed his ass.

He stumbled to get ready, pulling on his favourite hoodie and throwing on some jeans.

In exactly 5 minutes, his doorbell rang.

He huffed, pulling it open, and was about to whine when he took in the sight of you.

There you stood, a bright smile on your face and a bouquet in your arms.

On the flowers a hideously large note read, "Happy Birthday, Osa!"

He blinked, remembering that today was, infact, 19th June. The day he was born.

"Happy birthday, baby!"

You extended your arms, thrusting the flowers in his face. He smiled at you, accepting the flowers and pulling you in.

"Whoa-"

You were cut short by a pair of lips slamming down onto your own.

Dazai had you pinned to his door as he passionately kissed you, pouring all his love and thanks into it. He trailed his hand along your sides, eliciting an excited shiver down your spine. His tongue claimed your mouth as it's own, making you whimper at the intensity of the kiss.

You pushed his shoulders, trying to create some distance between your heaving chests.

"Not... not now!"

You grinned up at your whiny boyfriend.

"But why can't we just tear our clothes off and-"

"No! I'm not celebrating your special day like this."

He pouted, his angelic features almost making you give in. Almost.

"I have something planned for you, love. "

He smirked, leaning forward to kiss along your neck.

"Do you... really... want... to miss out... on this?"

He asked you between kisses. You gulped, pushing him away.

"No! Not now! Maybe later."

He grinned coyly at your flustered state, before yelping at the sudden pull of you grabbing his arm.

You pulled him out of the house, slamming the door behind you, and sprinting down the hall. He stumbled to keep up to you, your entwined fingers pulling him forward.

You reached down stairs to your motorcycle, putting your helmet on and tossing one towards your favorite brunet.

"Come on!"

You ushered him to sit behind you, and once he was seated, you revved you bike to life. You roared through the empty streets of Yokohama. Dazai felt excited, the rush of the wind against his face igniting a flame of exhilaration through his bones.

He hugged your waist, leaning into your warmth as the cool wind nipped at his skin, eliciting shivers.

He watched as the sun rose, it's reddish rays expanding over the land, like how the ocean usurps the sandy beach with every wave. He was left awestruck at how beautiful the city looked. There was so much beauty in this world. He was glad to be able to witness it. Especially glad that he was with you. You were another one of nature's beauties. He adored you so much. He maybe even loved you. But he wouldn't tell you that, for he wasn't sure if the feelings were reciprocated. Nonetheless, being able to spend time with you was a blessing from the heavens. He was going to cherish each every millisecond he got with you.

You maneuvered trough the twist and turns, and took your beloved to a hilltop. The view was splendid from up here. You parked, asking Dazai to get off as you turned the engine off.

"Beautiful..."

You heard him whisper as he looked over the city.

You smiled at his genuine adoration, pulling out a blanket from your bag.

"I know you like nature. I also know that you like food."

He turned towards your voice to see you sitting on a cute blanket that was laid out on the grass. Baskets of food and drinks surrounded you.

"I thought that a picnic is a perfect blend of the two!"

He grinned at your thoughtfulness and joined you.

You both spent quite a while just observing the city. How the darkness was slowly replaced by light. How the once lonely streets were filled with the buzz of humanity. Just Dazai's heart. It was so lonely and dark, then you filled it with light.

As you laid your head on his shoulder, you couldn't help but feel... complete. His warmth, his smell, his touch.. it was all way too familiar to you. You both hadn't even been dating that long, but just the thought of him made you smile. You longed to see him everyday. Hearing his voice made you feel lighthearted. His smile lit up your day. Everything about the man sitting next you made you happy. He was your serotonin boost.

You gulped at the intensity of your feelings. You cared for him, a little too much. It scared you. But you knew he felt the same way.

Everytime he leaned into your touch, subconsciously grasping onto your warmth, you realized that he loved you. He never said it to you, but you could see it in his eyes. You could see it in his tiny actions. The way he would smile the brightest smile ever, when he saw you after a long time, the way his eyes lit up when you laughed on one of his stupid jokes, the way he hugged you a little longer than he used to at the beginning. It all just adds up.

You tilt your head to stare at your love, only to find brown eyes peering down at you.

You blushed at being caught, hiding your face into his neck.

Cute chuckles followed by multiple head-kisses made you look back up at the gorgeous man.

"What are you thinking about?"

He asked, brushing your hair out of your eyes.

"You.", you replied with a smile.

He froze at your reply, a pink hue dusting his cheeks.

"Are you blushing?"

You asked incredulously.

He shook his head a little too quickly to seem convincing, turning away. You grasped his chin, forcing him to look you in the eyes.

Your intense gaze was full of adoration and it made Dazai's face heat up. You were looking at him with such gentleness. He didn't deserve you.

"I love you, Osamu."

He froze. It was a mere whisper, but it was enough to toss his world upside down.

You had finally opened up to him about your true feelings. You felt relieved to finally spill the beans. Your relief didn't last long, though, as your beloved was yet to reply.

You were beginning to worry.

Had you read into it all wrong? Maybe his affinity to your touch was merely a habit. Maybe he wasn't in love with you. Your mind was screaming at you for possibly ruining his special day. You had gone ahead and made it awkward.

"Hey, forget about it. I was not thinking straight, and-"

"I love you, too."

Now you froze. Y/N.exe has stopped working.

"What?"

You sat there, mouth agape. You had expected this, hadn't you? Until a few minutes ago, you had convinced yourself that he loved you back. Yes, you were confused for a second, but now he had told you that he loved you. So, why were you shocked? Why did it feel so good to hear those words from him?

He smiled at your frozen face, leaning forward to kiss you. You melted into his arms, telling him just how much he meant to you through the kiss. You loved how you didn't have to voice out your feelings with him. He simply understood you.

Your fingers threaded through his messy locks, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. He grabbed your waist, lifting you up. You jumped at the opportunity and sat yourself on his lap. His hands took the liberty to express your back, creeping under your shirt to caress your soft skin. His skilled fingers teased their way higher and higher. You pushed him on his back, hovering over him, desperate to take control. He didn't let you break the kiss, pulling you down along with him.

A few moments later, it became hard to breathe, but his taste was intoxicating.

He pulled back first, grinning boyishly at you. Placing his forehead on yours, he licked his lips.

"Can't wait to claim you, tonight."

The meaning behind his words finally hit you, and you smacked his arm.

"Why would you say that?!"

"I'll make you scream your love for me, babe."

He winked.

You heated up, hiding your face in your arms. His chuckles made you want to fling a rock at his dumb head.

He was such a baby. But he was your baby. And as long as he was by your side, you would be content.

Hehe, idk if this was good enough, coz I wrote after a long time... but I love he so much uwu

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obxcunt · 4 years

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Rafe Cameron x Pogue Reader.

A/N: First of all, this is probably trash, i’m really sorry and i’m insecure about my writing hehe. Anyway, Rafe is the cocky asshole and Y/N the horny Pogue, enemies to lovers vibes, classic. And this is their story or more specifically: How they ended up together.

Warning: Light Smut, Sexual tension, Fluff, Light Angst, idk mention of Ward Cameron and John B? Sounds like a warning to me, you might feel the need to throw your panties at Drew afterwards?

Words: 5K

You started working at the country club this summer, which is where you “met” Rafe Cameron. But it wasn’t really the first time, as a Pogue you were already aware of the Kook’s bad reputation. However, this is when things unexpectedly started to change between the two of you.

At first, you tried to avoid him and his friends as much as possible: which caught Rafe’s attention and intrigued him. You were annoyed by his cocky attitude, vulgarity and poor comments regarding your lifestyle and friends but you couldn’t deny his charm.

One day, after another sexist comment from Topper, you decided to call him out in front of everyone, flipping him off on your way back to the bar as well. And your sudden bold attitude picked Rafe’s interest, leaving the Kook boy wordless and turning him on at the same time.

That’s when Rafe started to come to the club by himself without telling anyone, wanting to admire you in peace. He was obsessed with your work uniform, with the way your short tennis skirt always exposed your legs to him. He couldn’t stop picturing himself caressing your beautiful thighs, his mind going wild at the thought of you sitting on his lap.

Rafe didn’t know how to handle his new feelings towards you, especially the most sinful ones. He wasn’t used to rejection, usually women are the ones coming up to him. But you weren’t one of them, you were mostly ignoring him, torturing the Kook boy through the act. You guys were supposed to be enemies, but deep down, Rafe hoped you didn’t hate him.

On the other hand, you tried to not pay attention to the cocky Kook boy. But today, you knew something was going on due to Rafe’s lack of discretion. You could feel his blue eyes devouring you from across the room as you walked by. He was sitting at his usual table with his friends, drinking in silence and ignoring their conversation, too busy looking at you with intensity: the persistence making you blush uncontrollably. And right now, as Rafe licked his lips: tasting the sweet alcohol he just drank. He smirked to himself, wondering how you’d taste.

You left the room, followed by the Kook boy. “What do you want, Cameron?” You asked harshly, noticing his presence as you both walked to the exit. You were craving fresh-air, your cheeks still burning from his last action. “Do you have plans for tonight?” He asked back, opening the door for you, your eyes lingering on his bicep as he held it. “Why—“ You paused, waving at some customers coming in as you both stood next to the entrance. “I’m not interested.” Rafe laughed, grabbing your wrist as you tried to walk out. “Wait,“ He turned you around, gently pushing you against the wall, not caring about the people looking at the two of you. “One date, one chance.” “I don’t understand, you—“ You licked your lips, trying to ignore the warm feeling invading your body as he looked down at your lips. “This is literally our first real conversation, the insults and shitty comments you usually throw at me don’t count. And now, after all, you want to take me on a date? Why? I’m not a dirty Pogue anymore?” He shrugged his shoulders, playing it cool while he was freaking out on the inside, scared to get rejected by you. “I— I don’t know. You seem like a cool girl.” You raised a brow, then rolled your eyes at him. “If this is some kind of bet—“ “No! It’s not— Y/N, trust me it’s not. I’m not very good at this…” You sighed, a bit intrigued by his offer. “Fine, I'm giving you one chance, Cameron.”

Surprisingly, he wasn’t playing with you: preparing a whole pic-nic on the beach by himself, with a few candles and pillows laying on the duvet he had placed on the sand. “Wow, this is actually really nice.” You said, sitting down next to the nervous boy. Rafe smirked, admiring your features glowing under the sunset’s light. He couldn’t tell, but you were trying your best to not look at him, guilt washing you over as soon as you started thinking he looked hot tonight. You weren’t supposed to feel this way. “Don’t look at me like that.” You said, looking at the horizon. “I— I wasn’t,” You chuckled. “I can’t help it.” He admitted, swallowing hard as you looked back at him. “Did you tell your friends about our date?” He asked. “Of course not, and you didn’t say anything to yours either, right?” He shook his head, making you laugh. “I don’t even understand what I'm doing here.” “Stop pretending you’re not attracted to me,” You laughed nervously. “I know you feel it too.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You lied, your cheeks heating up under his intense gaze once again. “Listen, i’m sorry for the— everything.” “Rafe Cameron, apologizing,” You smiled at the irony. “That’s very unexpected. Is that your way to get into my pants, Cameron?” The Kook boy coughed, drinking a few sips of his beer to cool down. “I— No.” He said, shaking his head. “You don’t want to have sex with me?” His eyes widened at the question. “Yes, I mean— No.” He groaned, while you simply laughed at his frustration. His eyes went down your thighs, those thighs. “Cameron… Don’t.” You warned, his eyes meeting yours and finding a sudden touch of desire in them. “God—“ You groaned, pulling on your skirt with embarrassment. “This is so weird.” He slowly leaned his head towards yours. “I wanna touch you, so bad.” He murmured, his lips dangerously close to yours. You surprised yourself by briefly looking at his own, secretly wanting to taste them. “I—“ You paused, goosebumps now covering your skin as you felt his fingers wandering along your thigh. You looked down, enjoying the sight of his large hand resting on your thigh. “You want it.” He said, clearly amused by your reaction to his touch. “Wh— What? No!” You objected, smacking his hand away in panic. “But—“ “I— I wanna go home!” You blurted out, getting up and walking away from a very confused Rafe Cameron. Truth is, you wanted this as much as he did but you couldn’t lose your composure, not with him.

A few days passed since your catastrophic date with Rafe. And he’s been avoiding the country club since then, which annoyed you way more than it should’ve had. You ended up missing seeing him, searching for the tall boy’s silhouette everywhere at the club, to only find a void eating you alive. The Pogues knew something was wrong: noticing your silence, how much you were lost in your thoughts and the certain sadness occupying your gaze. You blamed it all on insomnia, too scared to admit your attraction to Rafe Cameron, their enemy.

You saw him again at Midsummers, finally. You were working with your friends that night, not expecting to see him walking in with his family, and a beautiful woman at his arm. You weren’t supposed to feel jealous, but couldn’t help it. He looked at you for the first time in a week, his deep blue eyes not leaving you as he kissed his date on the cheek at, asshole. “Is everything alright, Y/N?” Pope asked, walking up to you. “Yes...” You mumbled, faking a smile. “I— I need to use the bathroom, i’ll be right back.” He nodded, watching you leave, catching the Kook boy’s eyes following you through the crowd.

Once you were inside, you let out a sigh, both hands holding on the edges of the sink as you enjoyed the silence. Rafe ended up following you to the bathroom, a bit worried. He knocked on the door without introducing himself, forcing you to move back to it. “What are you doing here?” You asked, looking at the tall boy standing on the doorstep. “I saw you leaving and—“ You snorted, interrupting him. “Shouldn’t you be with your date, Cameron?” He smirked, sensing the bitterness in your question. “Jealous, Y/N?” He briefly looked behind him, examining the empty hallway, before pushing you back inside as he walked in. He closed the door and locked it, without breaking eye-contact. “I’m not jealous.” You lied, taking a better look at his appearance. He looked sensational in his baby-blue suit, your curiosity wondering how his muscles looked underneath it. “You’re the one who rejected me, remember?” He continued, leaning against the door, repulsing the urge to touch you. “Because all of this doesn’t make any sense!” You snapped out of frustration, scratching your head. “W— We are not supposed to do this, we are not supposed to feel this way.” He licked his lips, walking up to you. “We?” You rolled your eyes at his usual cockiness, crossing your arms. “Did you miss me, Y/N?” He asked, caressing your cheekbone with his thumb, going down your bottom lip as he held your chin with his fingers: the action sending shivers down your spin. You fluttered your eyes, enjoying the feeling. “Look at you, getting weak under my touch.” You opened your eyes, annoyed. “Fuck you.” You hissed, hitting his toned chest, both hands finding their way to his neck. “I will.” He said, pushing against the wall, making you whine. “Rafe—“ He slammed his lips against yours in a passionate kiss, the both of you fighting for dominance with your tongues as he kept his hands on your hips, pulling you closer to him. You were finally tasting them, tasting him: and it was even better than you had imagined it. “Fuck—“ He moaned against your lips, the both of you craving way more than a kiss, the both of you needing to feel the void. “Jump, baby.” He ordered in a whisper, kissing your jawline as he smacked your ass. You obeyed, wrapping your legs around his clothed body and letting the Kook boy carry you to the sink counter. Your hands went directly to his belt, a soft moan escaping your lips as Rafe licked your neck, leaving wet kisses all over skin. “Listen to me,” He said, grabbing your jaw to look at you in the eyes, your neediness driving him insane. “We’re gonna have to make it quick, alright?” You nodded, blushing as you felt your stomach twitch at the sound of his voice. “Good girl.” You moaned at his words, watching him unbuttoning your blouse. You had sex with Rafe Cameron for the first time that night, but it wouldn’t be the last.

The next day, you didn’t know what to expect from him. However, you were both eager to see each other again. You saw him during the day, while walking down the stairs to meet someone at the bar. A sudden shyness invaded you, your cheeks heating up at the thought of him: pulling on your hair, calling you his, choking you, controlling your body, cumming inside you. He noticed you, following you in the hallway and gently grabbing your wrist to turn you around, a devilish smirk on his face. “Hey, you come here often?” He asked, stroking the back of your hand with his thumb. “Rafe…” You laughed, admiring the few marks on his neck. “Last night—“ “Last night was fucking amazing.” You smirked, biting your lower lip. “Yeah, maybe we should do it again someday.” You said. “Yeah, maybe we should…” You hummed, getting lost in his blue eyes, ignoring the noises surrounding the two of you. Last night, Rafe made you feel alive, and you were already dying to feel it again, no matter how inappropriate it was. You sighed, grabbing the tall boy’s face, pulling him in a heated kiss, listening to your heart rather than your head. You both pulled away, out of breath and turned on. “The closet?” Rafe suggested, driven by lust. “Please.”

And it happened again, again and again. You decided to stop counting at some point, enjoying each time like it was the last one. You guys were having sex everywhere, at any time of the day and night, it felt like an addiction: at the country club, at parties (which was dangerous), at his house (in his room, the shower, the pool, his dad’s office) and yours, in the back of his truck or even on the beach. You both liked it rough, but sometimes it turned into soft-love making: “What’s wrong, Rafe?” You asked, coming out of the bathroom and noticing the crying boy sitting on your bed. “What happened?” You walked up to him, kneeling down between his legs. “Hey, look at me.” You said, cupping his face and wiping the tears away with your thumbs. “My dad he’s—“ He paused, his voice cracking. “It’s okay, Rafe...” You whispered, leaning your forehead against his, sitting on his lap. “You’re safe here.” You reassured him, kissing his forehead. Rafe hugged you tight, a few tears rolling down his cheeks. “Do you want anything?” He looked up, sniffing with a sad smile. “You.” He murmured, the confession making you smile.

He held you the whole time, needing to feel you close to him as much as possible because you were the one making him feel safe and loved. His lips barely left yours, moaning and whispering the sweetest words against it. He looked at you in the eyes, pounding into you at a slower pace, smiling wide as you begged the Kook boy for more. He couldn’t stop admiring the beautiful girl underneath him: scratching his back with fierceness, crying in pleasure and screaming for him and only him. He really wanted this moment to last forever, and for the first time he didn’t leave afterwards, letting you fall asleep in his strong arms, holding you close to his heart: where you definitely belonged.

The Pogues knew you were seeing someone: you were constantly on your phone, ditching plans without explanation and quite often wearing bruises around your neck. However, Rafe wasn’t your boyfriend, yet. You both really liked each other, but didn’t know how to express it: your hookups sessions were turning into something more, which seemed a bit scary to you at times. Truth is, even though you both agreed on keeping this as a secret, you really wanted to talk about it to someone, craving advice and reassurance. And it seemed like the universe had heard your prayers, as Sarah caught the two of you having sex in your kitchen the other night.

“Rafe...“ You moaned, bent over the counter. “Fuck— I missed you so much.” He groaned at your words, pulling on your hair as he roughly pounded into you from behind. “Shit— Pretty girl.” You cried, gripping on the edges for dear life. “This is what you get,“ He smacked your ass. “For flirting with a guy in front of me.” “I— I wasn’t flirting with him!” You gasped, his arms pulling you back against his sweaty chest, his lips sucking on your neck as he pounded deeper into you through the new angle. “Shut up.” “Fuck, Rafe—“ He smiled against your skin, loving the power he had on you. “You’re taking me so well, baby. Look at you, getting fucked in the kitchen. You like that, huh?” You cried at his words, your hands holding on his arms for support. “Cum for me.” He murmured, hitting your g-spot, your legs shaking at the impact. You were about to, until someone arrived in the kitchen: Sarah, holding your backpack in hands. “Y/N, you forgot your—“ She paused, screaming in horror at the sight of the two of you: breathless, moaning mess. “Shit— Sarah!” You tried to call her, but she threw the backpack on the floor before running towards the front door. “Well, it was obviously going to happen at some point.” Rafe said, pulling out of you and putting his pants on. “I told you to lock the door.” You hissed, grabbing your dress off the ground. Rafe looked at you, noticing the panic submerging you as you struggled. “Hey, hey, hey,” He whispered, gently cupping your face. “Look at me, Y/N. It’s fine, don’t worry.” You pushed him away, dressing up in a rush. “This is not okay— I’ve been lying to my friends for weeks, they’re gonna be so—“ Rafe turned you around, pulling you against him. “You need to calm down, okay? I’m sure they’ll understand, and it’s actually none of their business.” You sighed, kissing his bare chest, your arms wrapping themselves around him. “I’ll stay with you, if you want.” He said, kissing the top of your head. “So… About what we were doing ten minutes ago.” He continued with a smirk, squeezing your ass. “Get out of my house, Cameron.” You said, playfully pushing the Kook boy away. “Your little sister just caught us having sex.”

Rafe dragged you inside his house, holding your hand. “Come on, Y/N.” He said, kissing your temple. “Stay in the perimeter, in case she tries to kill me.” You whispered, glancing at his blond sister walking in the kitchen. Rafe laughed, placing a soft kiss on your lips before letting go of your hand. You sighed, walking inside the quiet room, looking at your friend sitting down at the table with a bowl of fruits. “What do you want, Y/N? Condoms?” She joked, looking away. “Sarah—“ “I can’t believe it, you’ve been fucking my brother for weeks, without telling me.” You crossed your arms, nervously biting your lower lip. “I— I’m sorry. I was scared, because it’s obviously very problematic—“ Sarah chuckled, looking back at you. “No shit, Y/N!” She said, falling back into her chair. “First of all, my brother is an asshole, he doesn't deserve you. Second of all, he hurt our friends many times!” “I know, I feel guilty about us everyday, Sarah!” You shouted, walking up to her. “I don’t know how it happened, but i really like him and—” “Oh my god, tell me you’re not in love with my brother.” She said, visibly disgusted. “He’s not that bad, he’s actually sweet at times. Come on, Sarah. I was the first one to defend you and John B!” The Kook girl sighed, trying to understand how someone like you could love someone like Rafe. “I don’t want you to get hurt. You’re one of my best friends, Y/N.” She said, giving you a tiny smile. “I’m traumatized by the way.” She added, grimacing at the idea of his brother and you having sex. “Please, don’t be mad at me. I— I know this is weird, but i liked being around him and i feel like i might have a good influence on him.” “Of course you have a good influence on him, you’re adorable. But we can’t trust him.” You looked down, crossing your arms. “We are not dating, it’s just—” “You need to tell the others, especially JJ.” You looked back at her, eyes widening. “No way! JJ’s gonna kill him, we all know how dramatic he can be.” Sarah nodded. “Do you really want him to find out the same way I did?” You sighed, shaking your head. Maybe it was time to tell everyone.

Today, you weren’t feeling well, a bit stressed by the whole situation. However, you were excited to see Rafe again at the country club. But when you walked in the dining room, your smile disappeared almost instantly, your eyes leaning on the beautiful woman sitting next to him, the one who accompanied him at the Midsummers. She looked flawless and visibly older than you, probably closer to his age. “Take their order, Y/N.” Your manager said. You sighed, walking up to their table, shaking in your shoes. You saluted Ward, ignoring the Kook boy and his date, the sight of them making you feel sick to your stomach. You started overthinking, wondering if he had been fucking her too, the whole time he was seeing you. You could feel his eyes on you, the intensity distracting you and making you choke on your words as you took their order. “I— Alright, Sir.” You walked away, running out of the room once you were done, hiding in the bathroom where it all started. But this time, Rafe didn’t follow you, his absence breaking your heart.

A few days passed since the last time you saw him at the country club. And he has been acting dead ever since. “Y/N?” JJ asked, stroking your shoulder. “What’s going on? You’re usually excited to eat one of my burgers.” You smirked, turning to the blond boy. “I’m excited!” You faked enthusiasm, trying to ignore the pain you’ve been feeling all night. “Don’t lie to me.” He said, narrowing his eyes and sitting down next to you on the couch. “Is it about that guy you’re seeing? Do you want me to kick his ass?” You chuckled, looking at his clenched fists. “Tough day at work, that’s all.” You said, standing up. “Y/N…” He groaned, watching you walk to John B’s kitchen. “Come on, tell me the truth.” He begged, following you. “Did he hurt you?” Yes. “Can’t we just talk about something else, JJ?” “I hooked up with this—“ You turned around smacking his chest. “You’re so annoying.” You said, rolling your eyes at his amusement. “I don’t want to talk about him, it’s probably not even relevant anymore.” You opened the fridge, giving the blond the ingredients. “You guys broke up or?” You sighed, of course he wasn’t going to let it go. “We weren’t together, we were just… seeing each other.” JJ hummed in response, walking towards the counter. “I don’t know what you’re hiding but—” You weren’t listening anymore, looking into space, rethinking about your conversation with Sarah the other day. “JJ? I— I fucked Rafe Cameron.” You blurted out, the confession surprising him. He let everything fall on the counter before turning towards you, eyes filled with anger. “Please, JJ. Don’t be mad at me. I— I wanted to tell you but i didn’t know how.” He clenched his jaw, walking up to you. “Rafe Cameron? Out of all the guys?” He laughed nervously, ready to raise his voice. “Are you fuckinf kidding me, Y/N?” He shouted at your face, giving you goosebumps. “I’m so sorry…” You cried, looking away. JJ’s features softened at the sight of your tears, guilt washing his anger away. “Don’t— Shit.” He sighed, pulling you into a hug. “Don’t cry, Y/N. I’m sorry for yelling at you, it’s just—“ He paused, the sound of your sobs breaking his heart. He knew something was wrong, he couldn’t be the only one responsible for your breakdown. “What happened?” He asked, caressing your hair, still shocked by the news. “I’m so stupid.” You murmured, head pressed against his chest. “I love him.” JJ sighed, holding you tight. “I won’t let anyone hurt you.” He murmured back, already picturing himself fighting the Kook boy.

“Okay, i’ll be there in ten minutes.” You said, holding the phone close to your ear as you left your house. “No, JJ. I won’t give you my bra to try it on. I don’t care if it’s a bet—” You whined, rolling your eyes and closing the door behind you. “Whatever, see you guys soon.” You hung up, then walked towards your car, entering the driveway when you noticed someone leaned against the vehicle: Rafe. “Leave me alone.” You hissed, trying to shut down your emotions. He looked hot, as always, his devilish smirk still present on his perfectly sculpted face. “I’m serious, Rafe.” You said, pushing him to the right, the Kook boy grabbing your hips with both hands in the act. “Let me explain, Y/N.” You pushed him away, this time with way more strength. “Explain, what? How you fucked someone else behind my back? Because you’re ashamed to be seen with a Pogue?” He frowned, shaking his head. “What are you talking about—“ “I’m eighteen years old, still living with my parents, working at the country club and driving an old car. I’m not some model in her twenties, born into a rich family.” Rafe sighed, passing a hand over his face, tears emerging from the corner of your eyes. “Baby…” He said, trying to take your hand but failing. "Don't— You disappeared for a week.” You tried to open the car door, but he closed it immediately with his hand. “Rafe!” You whined, containing your tears. “Let me explain, Y/N.” He begged, turning you around and slamming you against the vehicle, leaning his face dangerously close to yours. You both looked at each other for a second, wanting to close the gap between the two of you. “I—“ You started, swallowing hard. “I don’t know what to do, kissing you or punching you in the fucking face, Cameron.” He smirked, caressing your cheek. “Nothing happened between us, trust me. Michelle comes from a rich family and my father tried to set us up.” You nodded, sighing. “So, are you married now?” “I told him about us, about my feelings for you.” Your lips parted. “But— But you left and—“ “Remember the last time i did that? The week before Midsummers?” You nodded. “I was dealing with some issues.” You frowned. “Are you talking about drugs? I thought you were—“ “Clean?” He laughed, the sadness in his tone hitting you. “I’m never high around you, because you make me feel better, because you’re my escape.” A tear rolled down your cheek, which he wiped away with his thumb. “But the shit my dad was putting through— it triggered me.” “Why didn’t you call me, Rafe? You can always count on me.” “I know, but after what happened at the club… I felt like shit for hurting you, i didn’t mean to. When you left the room— I really wanted to follow you.” You couldn’t hold back anymore, grabbing his face and pulling him into a soft kiss. “I— I think i’m in love with you, Rafe.” You murmured, your forehead resting against his. “I think i’m in love with you too, Y/N.” He replied, smiling, both hands now holding your shaking ones and giving them soft kisses.

That night, you decided to tell everyone at the Chateau: Rafe driving you to the location and accompanying you. You were nervous, holding his hand as you both walked to the backyard, where your friends were talking. “What the fuck?” Pope asked, being the first one to notice the Kook boy next to you. “Holy shit—“ Kiara mumbled, her eyes stuck on your hands. “What is he doing here?” John B asked, standing up. “What the—“ Sarah covered his mouth with her hand, winking at you. “What’s going on, Y/N?” Kie asked, looking at everyone with confusion. JJ remained silent, examining your boyfriend with a clenched jaw. “We— We are dating.” You said, leaning your head against Rafe’s chest, craving some protection. “Is this a joke?” Pope asked, while your other friends seemed disappointed. “I know he’s been a real asshole—“ “What the fuck!” Kie shouted, standing up. “You were hooking up with him the whole time?” “I’m genuinely sorry for lying to you guys! But—“ You paused, trembling in your boyfriend’s arms, as he held you close to him. “I didn’t premeditated to fall in love with him.” You continued, glancing at Rafe. “I still don’t understand how you managed to make her fall in love with you.” JJ said, looking at his boots. “Wait,” John B said, glancing back and forth between us. “You already knew about this?” “She told me yesterday.” Sarah sighed. “And i caught them having sex in her kitchen.” Kie fake-gagged, looking away. “You had sex in a kitchen?” Pope asked, eyes widening. “Oh my god, shut up.” Kie said, slapping the back of his head. Rafe cleared his throat. “I really like— Love, Y/N.” He said, looking at your friends. “I fucked up in the past, but i won’t bother any of you ever again.” He promised, your arms wrapping themselves around his waist, the small gesture making his heart melt. “Gross…” JJ murmured, looking away. “I know it’s gonna take you guys some time to fully accept and understand but—“ “You defended me, when Sarah and I started dating. I won’t judge you, but i can’t trust him.” John B said, looking at Rafe. “If you hurt her—“ “I won’t.” Your friends looked at each other, still a bit lost and overwhelmed by all of this.

After a few months, your friends were starting to accept your relationship with the Kook boy a bit more: inviting him and his friends to parties, hanging out with the two of you, all of this without causing any drama. It wasn’t easy at first, especially for JJ who’s always been protective, but he knew you were truly happy with Rafe and it was the most important to him. Your parents loved him, especially your mother, who finds him extremely charming, obviously. “I think your mother likes me.” Rafe whispered, glancing at the older woman from across the table. “She definitely has a crush on you.” “The mom and the daughter? Sounds like—“ “If you say porn, you’re gonna have to watch some for a while.” You warned, crossing your arms. Rafe chuckled, caressing your bare thigh under the table. “That’s sweet,” He said, leaning his lips closer to your ear. “We both know you can’t resist me.” “I have other options waiting for me.” You teased back, smirking at him. “Really?” He asked, his thumb caressing your inner-thigh, getting dangerously close to your center. “Well, we’ll talk about it later then.” He said, his eyes getting darker and your whole body shivering at his words. You already knew the outcome of this conversation, your legs already shaking at the idea. “Appreciate them while you can, baby.” He said, moving his hand to your knee. “You’re not gonna be able to use them for a while.”

uhuhuhuh, the end.

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #obx #rafe cameron x smut #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x y/n #outer banks kooks #outer banks

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nagisasstunningpersonality · 3 years

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Korosuu Translation - Chapter Three

Sorry, I know it's been a while. Actually, this chapter was super long so I took a very extended break from this entire thing. But I'm back now. If you're new here, this is OFFICIAL content! It's an untranslated (so far) short story, you can find chapters one and two here. I do also need to put out a trigger warning for this one as it involves some voyeurism.

Mirror Time

“Oh right… it seems like there’s a possibility.” Chiba returned to his own desk, and took out his notebook, writing utensils, and a triangle ruler. Chiba started to explain to Hayami, who was stood in front of his desk looking down at his notebook, whilst looking at the diagram. “When you hit the wall with a bullet, it flies out at the same angle as it flies in. Like this.”

[Illustration] A diagram of a sphere bullet ricocheting off a wall. The angle between the bullet and the wall before hitting the wall (incident angle) is the same as the angle between the bullet and the wall when it flies out (reflection angle).

“If you aim without Korosensei noticing, it seems like you can’t do it with a single ricochet.”

At Hayami’s words, Chiba nods whilst writing another line in his notebook. “That’s right. At least twice, but preferably three times or more, but if it ricochets too much the error will increase, and the momentum will drop. We might have to experiment with how many times it’s practical.”

“So, how do you aim for that? I get how to do it once, but I can’t really imagine twice or more.”

[rest will be under the cut, this chapter's long]

Whilst holding his mechanical pencil, Chiba leaned back in the chair and folded his arms. “That’s the problem. For example, in order to hit the target I’ve written here twice, you have to calculate the points that satisfy this diagram.”

[Illustration] An experiment conducted by Chiba to see if it is possible to snipe the target as inferred by the article. By solving the graphic problem as shown in this diagram, it is possible to deduce the point of the wall to aim at in order to hit the target with a bullet.

Whilst he was speaking, Chiba drew a number of right angled triangles on the diagram.

Hayami looked at the diagram and frowned a little. “What’s this? I have to solve this every time?”

“Solving it is necessary,” Chiba replied, and then began to calculate the first position to hit the bullet.

With a sideways glance, Hayami turned to the back of the classroom, where the black metal box usually stood.

“This kind of problem, we could figure it out right away with Ritsu.”

The Autonomous Thinking Fixed Gun Unit AI (classmate) – which is called Ritsu by Class 3E, has been removed since the beginning of the week for maintenance. It’s only for two or three days, but it’s the first time the whole body has been taken out and maintained.

“Even so, I don’t want to rely on her.” Chiba checked the problem he had solved many times, took out the airsoft pistol from his bag, and then stood up. “This is an assassination to see how much I can do as a sniper. I feel like I have to think for myself.”

“Huh? Well, I don’t know.”

“So, Hayami, I want you to place the target in the exact location shown in this diagram.”

Chiba said it simply, but actually aiming was quite troublesome. After accurately measuring the distance with a measuring tape brought from the store room and positioning it, a desk is placed there and a yellow balloon that looks like Koro Sensei is attached.

[Illustration] How to ricochet to a Korosensei balloon…

Chiba had to determine his own standing position and the point at which the bullet would hit first.

“This is bad, can you call move to the window?” After all the work was done, Chiba called out to his friends in the classroom.

With faces full of interest, everyone moves towards the window as they were told, and Chiba squeezes the pistol’s trigger in the direction of the X mark that’s written in chalk on the blackboard. The bullet that was fired hit the blackboard and ricocheted off with a dry sound, then rebounded off the wall on the corridor side, before it headed for the target in the back of the classroom.

The first shot was more than a meter off. The second one was about 30cm. The third and forth shots also missed but not as badly as the first one, and the fifth one hit.

“You did it!”

The classmates who were watching cheered as the balloon broke with a banging sound. But, Chiba’s facial expression didn’t match the mood.

“What’s wrong? Is it that you can get more accuracy if you aim a rifle from a vantage sniping position?”

In response to Hayami’s words, Chiba shook his head. “No, that’s not the case. I knew I could do it this way, but… the problem is that,” Chiba pointed to the blackboard, “it takes too much time to figure out the point with the current method. Actually, there’s also height differences, so we have to do the same calculation in the vertical direction.”

[Illustration] In reality it’s necessary for the sniper to consider height differences. In the case that the sniper and the target are different heights, the ricochet snipe will follow such a trajectory.

[Plain view] A view of the room looking down from above.

[Elevated view] A sideways view. A three dimensional route that seems complicated can be simplified in this way by breaking it down into a plain view and an elevated view.

Takebayashi, who was listening, sighed. “Isn’t it double the work? Isn’t that even more unrealistic?”

“What if you do the calculation first, then everyone can guide Korosensei?” Nakamura said.

Chiba shook his head. “There are two problems with that. One is that you can’t guide the target the way you want. Especially when it comes to such a sever shooting like this, even the slightest misalignment isn’t good.”

Hayami nodded. “It’s not easy for Chiba to make such fine adjustments at this range. What’s the other thing?”

“I want to try and do this assassination without anyone’s help. I also said it before but, it’s kind of a stubbornness thing.”

“Is that right?”

Chiba looked down at the notebook on the desk. “The legendary sniper actually serves a number of moving targets. In other words, they’re aiming in the shortest amount of time they can. That’s something like a method we’re unaware of, or I wonder if there’s a special calculation trick.”

When he said that, Chiba was hit on the shoulder, and raised his head.

Okajima is standing there with a grin. “When you said that, I felt like I realised something!” Okajima gave a big thumbs up and a fearless smile as he said so, looking suspicious in front of Chiba and Hayami.

“Come on boys, get out!”

The fifth class of the day was a PE Class. The classroom is occupied by the girls, and the boys are kicked out into the corridor to change clothes.

“Sometimes I want the boys to do it before. B-because I’ll always only just make it.” Shiota Nagisa complains, stood with a rolled up PE uniform under his arm.

“What are you talking about, Nagisa? It’s fine, this our time to face our fated challenge.”

“Okajima kun, don’t you think it’s irresponsible to do this method by trial and error?”

Ignoring Nagisa’s strained smile, Okajima took a small mirror out of his pocket with a strangely calm expression. Additionally, he also took out a selfie stick.

“Hey you, isn’t that what the girls beat the hell out of us for using the other day??”

Whilst Terasaka Ryouma was gazing at him dumbfoundedly, Okajima tore up some adhesive tape into small pieces and started to attach the mirror to the tip of the selfie stick.

“Well, look. It was a mistake to hold it in a position the girls could see. This time, it’ll be perfect.”

“Isn’t this only adding more flaws to a plan full of holes…?” Said Kimura Justice.

“Hehe, look at it,” Okajima extended the selfie stick smoothly, and started to explain with a calm facial expression. “Well, while the girls are changing clothes, the windows on the corridor side are covered with dark curtains. Therefore, you can’t see what’s inside as it is but-“

“No, it seems that the curtains are there to stop us seeing.”

Ignoring whoever’s voice pointed that out, Okajima continues. “By some blessing, there’s just one small gap in the top window due to a slack in the curtain. The other day I was found by holding a mirror directly here, but today I won’t repeat the same mistake.”

“Then what will you do?”

After turning a fearless smile to Terasaka, who was tired of his face, Okajima held his selfie stick over his head.

“A while ago, when Chiba and the others were trying to shoot, I was secretly setting up the mirror in the classroom. I was pinpointed by the story of the ricochet. One mirror will soon be exposed, but many more mirrors are placed so subtly that no matter how vigilant the girls are, they won’t notice they’re being peeped through.”

[Illustration] Okajima’s new voyeur method, which improves on the experience found using mirrors for voyeurism and relays it with multiple mirrors so it will not be noticed. In principle, no matter how many mirrors you use, what you see from here can be seen by the other party.

“Ah-….. I thought that was the case,” Kimura showed a forced smile.

“Maybe this was in the calculation – huh?”

Okajima looked up at the mirror, frowned at him, and moved his selfie stick slightly. “Okay, I saw it!”

Okajima smiled in gratification, did a small triumphant pose, and deliberately took a compact digital camera out of his pocket with his free hand.

“What’s that?” Nagisa pointed a finger with a dumbfounded look on his face.

Okajima answered with a grin. “As you’d expect, I couldn’t bring out a camera. That would be just like talking loudly in the corridor about taking voyeur photos. That’s why I always carry a point-and-shoot with me in case of these situations. Please pay attention to the point that I don’t compromise with a smart phone.”

No one was listening to that, but Okajima completely disregarded the air in the room and released the shutter.

FLASH!

The camera’s strobe flashed and emitted a small sound.

“Oops, I wouldn’t usually make this kind of mistake,” Okajima said as he turned off the strobe and released the shutter again.

“O-KA-JI-MA!”

The door of the classroom opened forcefully, and the girls in their PE uniforms jumped out at once.

“Agh!”

With a well-coordinated move, the girls cut off any way for Okajima to escape. Okajima shouted with a half cracked voice whilst he was being pulled down on the spot and kicked with terrifying dexterity.

“W-why did I get exposed? The plan should have been perfect!”

“We could see the light from your strobe!” Kataoka looked down at Okajima with a dangerous expression on her face.

“That’s forbidden, Okajima kun.”

At the voice, the girls turn around and look over their shoulders. Standing in front of the open door was Koro Sensei holding a steaming paper bag from his open mouth.

“The idea isn’t bad. It’s not bad, but don’t forget that what you can see through the mirror, you can see from the other side as well. Additionally, if you use a camera’s flash, you may as well be saying ‘please notice me!’.”

After putting up with that speech, the girls shouted all at once. “Why do you look so self-important, you shameless teacher!”

“What kind of motive is there for suddenly coming in through the window when we’re changing!” Kataoka glares at Koro Sensei whilst pulling out a knife for the enemy teacher.

“Niyu, nyuya?! It’s a misunderstanding! I’m trying to inform distorted people like Okajima kun!”

“There’s no use in arguing!”

Moving with all their practised skills, the girls simultaneously held their weapons at the ready for their enemy teacher. They attacked a cowering Koro Sensei by firing BB bullets and using their special anti-sensei material knives.

“That’s why it’s a misunderstanding – hya, my shopping bag tore, and the bao buns I bought with great trouble are-“

Koro Sensei broke out into Mach speed and escaped.

Nagisa muttered. “Bao buns… ah, Koro Sensei was in Shanghai today.”

“Gee, what is this?”

In the background, Okajima, who had footprints all over his body, looked at the compact camera monitor and frowned. When Terasaka, who was standing close, looked into it, the photograph was the figure of Koros Sensei with an armful of the bao buns in a paper bag, pulling a peace sign in the direction of the camera.

-End-

The locker room talk really spoke for itself, huh?

#assassination classroom #ansastu kyoushitsu #ass class #translations #korosuu translation #korosuu

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kirishwima · 4 years

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May I have a request a finding out that the MC finds out that they are pregnant with RFA +V, V's is with Lucy?

yes, i love this prompt! however for V, I’d rather have Lucy still be their adopted daughter-changing the way she came to be their child doesn’t sit right with me, I hope that’s okay :)

I’ll use she/her pronouns for MC, but if you’d like me to change them then feel free to let me know <3

YOOSUNG:

* Knowing how much of an over-excited mess he’d become at the news, MC waited patiently for him to be done with work for the day, come back home, take a shower and finally come to flop down on the couch besides her, leaning his head on her shoulder.

* This was their usual routine, finding some time before bed to talk about their day, plans for tomorrow and what not. MC gently ran a hand through Yoosung’s hair, toying with the blonde curls. “So...I’ve got some news” she started, biting at her lip.

* Yoosung hummed, already dozing off on MC’s shoulder, blinking back the sleepingess as MC nudged him off her shoulder. “Baby come on, I think you’ll want to be awake to hear this” she laughed, teasing him as he stifled a yawn.

* “You’re saying there’s something more important than a full 8 hours of sleep?” he asked, fully aware of the irony-how in college he’d go nights without sleeping a minute to game, to the present, where he can’t function properly without a minimum couple hours of sleep before work.

* MC hummed, pretending to think as she tapped a finger to her chin. “Let’s see...would knowing you’re about to become a dad be important enough?”

* She smiled, raising a brow as she saw the range of emotions running themselves over Yoosung’s face. Shock, confusion, excitedness-his mouth agape, eyes wide and teary.

* “You-what-we-who-we-baby?!” he jumped off the couch, pointing to MC’s stomach as she bit her cheek to contain her giggles at his over-exaggerated reaction.

* “Yes Yoosung”, she affirmed, nodding down to her own belly, “there’s a baby right there. How...how do you feel about that?” despite the shaky grin on his face MC was still hesitant, worried how Yoosung might feel once this excitement wears off. Sure, they ocassionally discussed future plans, but never to great lengths, and it’s normal to freak out in such a situation and-

* “Are you kidding me?! We-MC we’ll be parents! Omigosh I’m-” he fell to his knees, leaning forward to lean his head into MC’s lap, his hands on her thighs gripping tight.

* Gingerly he looked up, gently bringing a palm to rest on her lower abdomen.

* “Hi baby” he whispered, not caring if the baby was old enough to hear him through the womb or not. He’d be sure to study all that later. “I’m-I’m your dad. I can’t wait to meet you buddy...”

* Honestly....both he and MC teared up at that. Neither of them really expected it, but they both couldn’t wait to be parents.

ZEN:

* MC had taken a pharmacy test that came back negative, but her period was still running late. Confused, she decided to book an appointment to her gynecologist as soon as possible, worried what the implications of this may be. If not pregnancy, then what...?

* Zen had come into the room the moment she’d been on the phone, booking an appointment for the following week. He raised a brow as he heard her, but she simply smiled, holding up a finger as a cue for him to wait a moment.

* “Babe, what’s up? Everything alright?” he asked as soon as she hung up, coming close to wrap his arms around her waist.

* “Mm, yeah just, my period’s late and uhm-” she hesitated, unsure of how to continue. Quite frankly, she wasn’t sure of what was going on either, so how was she to explain it to Zen?

* She felt his grip around her waist tighten, his breath hitching.

* “Wait-does that mean-could you be...?”

* She turned around to face him, not surprised to find pure glee on his face-they’d discussed their plans for the future before, and they both had agreed they’d wanted to start a family together, just never decided on the when.

* MC smiled, running her fingertips across Zen’s knuckles. “I don’t know. I really don’t, but I guess we’ll find out once I go to the doctor” she shrugged.

* Zen hummed, leaning his head atop her shoulder. “Next week right? Tell me the time, I’ll make sure to make time to come with you.”

* “Wha-Babe you don’t have to-” MC started before Zen cut her off with a quick peck on the lips and a wink as he twisted her around to face him.

* “Shush. Whatever the doctor tells you, I’ll be there with you, and we’ll face it together. Always” he said, his smile softening.

* And as a man of his word, Zen was there with her at MC’s appointment, holding her hand as her gynecologist took an ultrasound probe and looked knowingly at the screen, turning to face MC and Zen with a smile.

* “Congratulations you two”, they smiled, both Zen and MC turning to the doctor with wide eyes, “you’re about 5 weeks pregnant!”

* Now, if anyone asks, he won’t admit it, but did Zen jump up and down in that examination room, screaming and giggling like a kid? Did he cry and lean down to kiss MC, who was currently stuck with an ultrasound probe inside her and a little unable to cheer as excitedly with him? Did he have to clear his throat and apologise to the doctor who had to hide their laughter behind a cough?

* Yes. Yes he did.

* He’ll talk to MC’s belly non-stop, will be there for EVERY appointment and ultrasound, will cry when he first hears his baby’s heartbeat or sees the first 3D ultrasound. He’ll do every single bidding of MC, from weird cravings to holding her when the morning sickness hits, just 100/10 the best partner and father.

* Plus the first thing he teaches his kid is to never ever call Jumin ‘uncle’ :’)

JAEHEE:

* Okay listen, there’s a little backstory here that I can add thanks to my current weeks of working at an ObGyn and Fertility clinic;

* So Jaehee and MC, after establishing their coffee shop and having it run well for a few years, decided they were ready to take the next step and start a family together. However, there were many limitations when they tried to adopt a child, so they researched other options, and found that a single woman, can in fact, receive a sperm donor and an IUI (In Utero Insemination-just fancy terminology for ‘putting the sperm in the womb with a tube!), without too much of a hussle.

* So they opted for this option. They sat through the paperwork together, mutually decided who it’d be who’d try and get pregnant-they both had no quailms about it so they kind of decided over rock-paper scissors lmao, and so the process began.

* However, even with modern day medicine, pregnancy in such means isn’t 100% guaranteed; in fact, the chances are about a little over 40%. So after the procedure the two worried, hoped luck would find them and they’d be able to start their own little family.

* A couple weeks after the procedure, Jaehee was manning the coffee shop whilst MC took a break back home to come take over the evening shift later on. It was a quiet day, not many people in the shop save for a few of their regulars and a couple friends, their cat Cocoa who’d now become the cafe’s mascot strolling around like she owned the place.

* Everything was peaceful...until MC came running, the bells over the front door jingling manically as she slammed it open and ran to the counter Jaehee had been standing at.

* MC panted, leaned on the counter to catch her breath as Jaehee fretted over her, a million worst-case-scenarios running through her brain.

* “MC? What-what’s wrong, what happene-”

* Before she could speak MC lifted her head, a huge grin on her face. “Jaehee. Baby we did it! We’re pregnant!”

* Jaehee was, for the first time in forever, at a loss for words, her lips slack, her hands dropping to her side as her brain short-wired. “We-we are? You took a test? You?”

* MC nodded along to Jaehee’s line of half-questioning half-realising, laughing as tears welled up in Jaehee’s eyes. She ran across the counter to MC, meeting her half-way into a crushing hug as they laughed and cried together.

* “We’ll have a baby” Jaehee whispered into the crook of MC’s neck, the wetness of her tears pooling into the cusp of skin.

* “Yeah. Yeah we will Jae” MC nodded along, stroking soothing circles into Jaehee’s back.

* They were lost in their own little world...before the sound of clapping brought them back to the present.

* Of course the few customers in the shop had heard and seen everything, and both their regulars and their friends were eagerly cheering them on, some even whistling and yelling ‘congratulations’ at the two who were now a blushing mess.

* Even Cocoa the cat came by to meow at them, as if to say ‘eh, whatever, congrats I guess’ which was....probably the nicest thing this cat has ever done for them lmao

* And that’s the story of how their coffee shop had now become famous for the ‘super mom duo’ that runs it hehe

JUMIN:

* If you think this man wouldn’t get emotional over finding out he’ll be a father you’re a) WRONG b) REALLY WRONG and c) GOTTA PLAY HIS ROUTE ALL OVER AGAIN

* Will he be scared? YES! He’ll be stressed, but listen-it’s probably not for the reasons you’re thinking.

* When MC announces her pregnancy to him, it’s not over a candle-lit dinner or whilst lounging on the couch. Nah, this man is observant af, especially when it comes to the person he loves.

* He noticed her coming home with a pharmacy bag after work and frowned, instantly wondering what its contents were.

* “MC, you seemed in perfect health today, is something wrong? Should I call a doctor?”

* MC was quick to reassure him that no, she was fine, but was hesitant when explaining that her period was running late, worried how he’ll take the news-sure, they were married, but they never really explicitly discussed the potential of having kids and a family, she didn’t know how Jumin would react to it.

* “I see” he nodded, “You did seem worried, I was hoping you’d eventually talk to me about it. So you’re taking a pregnancy test? If it’s alright with you, can I wait outside for you to tell me the results?”

* If anyone else were to hear the conversation, it might seem like Jumin was cold, distant even. But MC could tell the little incantations in his voice, how his eyes gleamed, his mouth twitching at the corners-he was hesitant, yes, but also excited. And to be honest...so was she.

* So Jumin waited, his arms folded and foot tapping anxiously on the floor as he leaned on the wall right next to the bathroom door, holding his breath until he heard the door open, seeing the little stick MC held in her hands, how her shoulders shook as she looked down at it.

* “W-what does it say?” he asked, fearful of looking down at the test himself-he doubts he’d be able to understand it even if he did.

* “It’s-it’s positive. Jumin it’s-if this is right then I’m pregnant” she looked up to him, eyes welling up with tears. Jumin sighed, unable to contain a smile from forming on his own lips as he wiped away MC’s tears, holding her face in his palms.

* “We’ll book an appointment with a gynecologist first thing tomorrow, but if it’s true then...MC, I’m happy. I truly am.” He said, knocking his forehead with hers.

* She let go of the test, put her hands around his back, feeling the soft shake of his body as he took in the new information. It was a shock to them both, but together, they’d be able to prepare for it. However...

* “Jumin...? Are you truly happy?”

* He leaned back, smiling down at her. “If I were the same person I was before I met you-before I fell in love with you...I wouldn’t be. Then again, I never would’ve been in this predicament if that were the case, but regardless, back then I would’ve worried that the woman coming to me with a child of mine would seek out only money and fame, not to give the child the love and nurturing it needs to grow up well and safe.”

* He let his eyes flutter shut, opened them again as he looked on, shakily bringing a hand down to MC’s abdomen.

* “With you....with you I know it’s a child that’ll grow up loved, cared for. We’ll raise them together, and they’ll get to grow up as a child, not as a tool. That’s...that’s all I want for our child. To grow up loved, happy.”

* So...yeah. He’ll be scared, and boy oh boy the first time MC gives him his child to hold he’ll be so scared but also so happy I think it’ll be the first time Jumin Han will cry with joy, but overall? He’ll be one dang great father

SEVEN/LUCIEL/SAEYOUNG:

* Let’s assume that this all happens well after he finds his brother and leaves the agency-he’s still a hacker, but a ‘white hacker’ or whatever it is they’re called, often-times collaborating with C&R to strengthen their online security, doing hacking tests e.t.c.

* He’s in a good place, his bond with Saeran is slowly improving, and his love for MC is constantly growing, so the two have had the time to talk about their plans for the future, about what they want and the relative timelines.

* Saeyoung always wanted a family-that much we’re all aware of. But...he never expected he’d be allowed to have one. Now that he’s given the opportunity to start anew he’s excited, but also terrified, waiting for something bad to come right round the corner and take it all away. So to now become a father...he’s not sure how well he’ll handle that responsibility.

* Well, he shares these fears one late night with MC, which...makes it all the harder for her to tell him when the tell-tale signs come up. When her period’s late, when it’s completely gone for one, then two months. When she feels sick in the mornings, nauseous and bloated, why she makes excuses for her odd behavior much to Saeyoung’s dismay.

* In fact, it’s actually Saeran that notices what’s up, quickly putting two and two together since he’s not the one MC is actively trying to avoid.

* He confronted her about it, and she broke down, explained it all to him, how she’s done more than a few pharmacy tests to confirm her suspicion and they all came back positive, what Saeyoung had told her and why she feels terrified of telling him the truth.

* And Saeran...well, he’s dumbfounded.

* “You...are you really that stupid?” he asks, brows raised. MC can’t help it-even though she was crying whilst speaking to him, her tears stop at the sudden proclamation and she looks up at him wide-eyed.

* “Listen, I know my brother’s an air-head and all, but do you really think that little of him? That he wouldn’t be over the fucking moon if you told him he’s gonna become a dad?”

* Well......talk about perfect timing, who happened to come back home and walk into the living room at the perfect moment to hear this very last bit of the conversation?

* Yup of course Saeyoung stood there, his keys dropped to the floor as he stared at his twin and his girlfriend, confusion and shock evident on his face.

* None of them spoke for a long moment whilst Saeyoung composed his thoughts.

* Then, with perfect calamity he simply took a deep breath, let his eyes fall shut. “Saeran, can you leave for a bit? I need to speak with MC.”

* Saeran merely nodded, throwing an apologetic look MC’s way before heading out the door, the loud thud alerting MC and Saeyoung to the fact that they were now the only two people in the house.

* The silence was deafening, constricting MC’s lungs like a monster’s tentacles around a shipwreck.

* “Sae-listen, I’m sorry, I should’ve told you sooner, I didn’t know how to and I-”

* She didn’t get to finish her words. Saeyoung held a palm up, motioning for her to stop. “How far along are you?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, breaths raspy and shaky.

* “...about 8 weeks now” she admitted.

* Saeyoung took a step closer to her, crumpled onto his knees as he wrapped his hands across her belly.

* “I’m-I’m going to be a dad” he whispered, mainly to himself, a declaration to make himself believe it, “and all I’ve done so far is make you worry-MC, I’m so sorry. I should’ve never, never made you feel like there was anything you couldn’t talk to me about. I’m-I’m worried. I’m terrified but I’m so happy-so, so happy” he mumbled the last words into the fabric of her shirt, hiding his tears on her body.

* MC wrapped her arms around her, stroked his hair as he cried. They eventually found themselves laying side by side on the carpet like a pair of teens wasted at a house party, holding hands as they stared up at the ceeling.

* “...Do you think they’ll be twins?” Saeyoung joked, relishing in the small huff of laughter elicited from MC.

* “I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle another pair of twins in this household” MC teased back, “that’s like...quadruple the amount of pranks” she shrugged.

* They stared at the peels on the paint, content in the silence before Saeyoung propped himself up on his elbows, turning to his side so he could rest a hand on MC’s abdomen.

* “Think it-they-whatever, think our child can hear me?” he asked, trying his best to hide the creeping blush blooming up his neck.

* MC hummed. “I’m not sure”, she admitted, “but I think you should try and speak to them regardless.”

* Saeyoung nodded, taking a moment to compose himself. “Hey baby. Or babies. Or whoever it is in there” he laughed, “um, this-this is your dad. Don’t confuse me with your uncle, otherwise I’ll be super sad okay?!” He rolled his eyes as MC’s belly shook with laughter, waiting for her to calm down before he continued.

* “Listen...I’ve always dreamed of being a dad, and of having a big happy family. I’d tell my brother-that’s your uncle, I’d tell him every day when we were young that when we grow up we’ll live together in a biig house, and we’ll have a toy factory together, and I’ll have a direct line to Santa Claus so I could help him provide gifts to all the kids in the world-and that I’d have my own big family, and that my kids would always get any toy they want, and if that toy didn’t exist, then I’d make it for them. And...and I’ll do that for you too. So if there’s anything you want, start thinking about it, and I’ll make it for you. Anything.”

* He smiled, stroked his thumb across MC’s belly. “I need you to know I love your mom very very much. If she wasn’t here, I don’t think I’d ever be able to dream of having a family and being a dad again. So...so you should know she’s an amazing person, and that I’ll forever be grateful she stumbled into my life, and that she chose me out of everyone else out there.”

* He looked to MC, leaned back down to knock his forehead across hers.

* “Thank you”, he whispered, “thank you for the best gift I could’ve ever asked for”.

V/JIHYUN:

* This happened after the two had adopted Lucy. Their daughter was a bundle of joy, an angel that brought so much happiness to their daily life, that Jihyun could barely even remember the horrors of his past.

* Even if he were to ocassionaly have a nightmare or remember a horrible memory, MC would be there to hold his hand, or Lucy would be there with her big smile and tight hugs, the two chasing all the bad things away.

* Lucy was also equally happy, absoloutely adoring her parents and her uncles and aunt of the RFA-there was only one tiiiny complaint she had...

* “Mommy, daddy? Can I have a baby brother or sister to play with? Pleaaase?” she’d ask, sweetly blinking those big blue eyes of hers as if she was asking for a new toy or a candy, ignoring the awkward looks her parents shared trying to think of how to explain to her that they can’t just...bring a baby sibling to her on demand.

* This led to an awkward talk of the different ways babies come into a family; from the belly into the world, and then into the arms of a loving mom and dad, be it biological or not. Luckily, Lucy never seemed upset about being adopted; the two always worried wether it was right to tell her from such an early age, but Jihyun prided honesty above all else, so the two decided to ease her into the topic, making sure to shower her with love and affection so she’d know that how she came to be their daughter didn’t matter to them at all-they were just happy to have her in their lives.

* But lo and behold; her wish really did come true.

* One day Jihyun and Lucy were in the back garden playing with watercolours, making the white t-shirts they were both wearing a swirling mixtrue of colours. As Jihyun came back inside to wash up, he found MC in their bedrooms’ bathroom, holding something in one hand, the other covering her mouth as if in shock.

* “MC...? What’s wrong, is everything alright?”

* She turned to him, eyes teared up which only added to his worry as he looked down to her hands, finally noticing the stick she was holding.

* Slowly, he put two and two together, his brows raising. “You-this is....are you..?”

* MC nodded, biting her lip as Jihyun gasped, laughed, a quiet huff at first before he burst into a full laughter, tears welling at his eyes as he gripped MC by the waist and swirled her around, holding her tight.

* Lucy walked into their bedroom at that very moment, peering in curiously at the commotion. “I wanna lift too! Me too!” she giggled, running to her dad with her arms extended.

* Gleefully Jihyun picked her up, bringing both her and MC close for a family group hug.

* “Lucy, honey, you said you wanted a baby brother or sister right?” MC asked, stroking her daughter’s hair as Jihyun held her up to their eye level. Lucy nodded furiously, her cheeks red, eyes gleaming.

* “Do you still want one now?” MC continued, biting her lip to stop from smiling. Lucy nodded again. “Yes!! Yes, I do, I want one! And I want to help them drink their milk and put them to bed when they have bad dreams. And when they grow up we’ll play together all the time!” she beamed, Jihyun hiding his grin into her hair as MC nodded along to her daughter’s words.

* “Well baby, you’ll get a sibling soon. Mommy has a baby right here” Jihyun explained, bringing a hand to touch MC’s abdomen, “and when they’re born you’ll be a big sister!”

* Lucy was in awe, staring at her mom’s belly like it was made of gold. “There’s a baby in there?!” she pointed, looking incredulously to her parents.

* Jihyun nodded, gently leaning down to let Lucy back on the ground. “They’re still very very small”, MC began to explain, “but as they grow you’ll even be able to feel them kick and move”.

* Suffice to say, everyone in their little family was thrilled at the news. Jihyun was worried, ever a worry-rat even when Lucy was a baby, but Lucy was already preparing to be a big sister, insisting on coming along with her parents at every doctor’s visit, asking the doctors a dozen questions each time.

* As the baby grew and MC’s pregnancy got heavier, she could see the worry plaguing Jihyun, a concern he refused to voice. But MC was no fool-she could tell what it is he was thinking.

* “You know”, she told him one night, as she rested her hands on her growing baby bump, “I wish they’ll have your eyes-that gentle gaze of yours, it’ll be really nice if they inherit it from you.”

* Jihyun sighed at her words, turning on his side to bring a hand over her belly. “I don’t...MC, you know what I fear. I don’t want them to be anything like me I don’t-I don’t want them to go through anything remotely similar to what I did, to be anything like me, like I was, like I still am if I stop trying to change-I want them to have a good life. Them and Lucy..I want them to be happy.”

* MC pouted, gripping Jihyun’s hand, interlacing it with hers. “What you went through didn’t happen because of who you were, only because of the circumstances you were put under. You’re kind-hearted, self-less, caring and gentle, and yes, you put others above yourself and are quick to carry all the burden even when there’s others around you willing to lessen the load. But none of those are bad qualities Jihyun. And improving yourself isn’t a goal-directed process, it’s an open-ended journey. I hope our kids grow up to be like you.”

* Suffice to say, Jihyun was floored. MC had read him like a book, and he knew that, even if he initially didn’t want to admit it. Eventually he laughed, shaking his head. “I love you, you know that?”

* MC rolled her eyes.

* “I sure hope so”, she teased.

I went a ~little~ overboard with these but listen I’ve been doing ObGyn work for nearly a month now so it had to serve as inspiration somehow hehe

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MLQC Season 2 Chapter 8 (Kiro) Part 2 [Scramble] & [Bad Signs] Translation [CN]

***SPOILERS*** THIS POST CONTAINS HEAVY SPOILERS FOR CONTENT NOT YET RELEASED ON EN SERVER!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!***

For the previous translations of Season 2 Chapter 8: Part 1

Enjoy~

[Scramble]

Tomorrow is Kiro’s new song conference.

This will be Kiro’s first public appearance since the “black powder incident”.

There are still many things to prepare and Kiro’s plan to “disappear out of thin air” has been resolved and things are on track again.

Such an ordinary and busy life makes me feel a long-lost sense of peace.

At 7 o’clock in the evening, I opened the door of the office and put my coffee and supper for overtime work on the table, but found that everyone was gathered around watching something.

MC: What’s going on?

Kiki: A large passenger plane almost crashed.

Kiki spoke and pointed to the live video taken by a witness on the screen.

Kiki: I heard that the aircraft was affected by strong air currents which caused the aircraft’s instruments to malfunction. During landing, it almost ran off the runway. Look, it’s so thrilling!

MC: Are there any casualties?

Willow: Although it landed safely, there is probably still some psychological aftermath.

Willow: By the way, boss, didn’t you also go to the airport today? Didn’t you know how serious it was?

I took the newspaper and scanned the headlines that were in bold.

“Fright in the air—Captain Evolver turned the tide and saved 189 passengers”—Was it that serious?!

Kiki: In fact, it is also a good thing. The relationship between ordinary people and Evolvers was so tense some time ago. This news can ease the relationship.

Kiki: Oh yeah, boss, here is the venue layout for the new song conference. You can take a look.

Kiki’s words brought me back to the present, and I took the plan from her.

The company attaches great importance to this event and has specially contracted the central square with the largest traffic in the city center and selected 3000 fans to participate in this new song launch event.

The surrounding LED screens and bus stations were all taken over by Kiro advertisements and even the subway stations printed the promotion of Kiro’s new song release in advance.

MC: Our security measures must be handled well, and there must be no mistakes and follow-up propaganda must be kept up while the iron is hot.

MC: Wait a minute, what’s that webpage right there?

Kiki: Oh, this—

Willow: …Don’t look at it, boss.

I didn’t listen and grabbed the mouse and clicked on the webpage. As soon as I looked, the huge bold words caught my attention.

“Freshly released--11th Annual Lightning Protection Ranking for Media Graduate’s Employment”

Kiki: Boss, your approval rate is only 10%.

Willow: You have to add the votes cast by a few of us to switch back and forth for you.

MC: ….Why are you so concerned about such boring things!

Willow: Hehe, this is not for you to fight injustice.

Kiki: But don’t worry, as long as Kiro stands on the stage, everything will be fine. He is our ace artist.

I clicked on the comment section of “Miracle Finder” and found that there were still many insults against the show and Evolvers.

Kiki: Speaking of, there was a high school student who came to the company last week and said he was looking for the boss. His words were very intense and I didn’t know why.

Kiki: It could also be affected by recent public opinion to express dissatisfaction with our program.

Thinking of countless harassing calls, rumors from the outside world, obstacles and prejudices during the filming of “Miracle Finder”…

I couldn’t help but clench my fists. Then, my heart ignited an unprecedented fighting spirit.

MC: Alright, it’s time to kick away the negativity and theories that have accumulated before!

The cold light from above shines into the empty, confined dim space. The dark grey staircase in the middle continues to spiral up like a snake sleeping in the shadows.

??: Sir, the undercover agents F-45 and U-2 of the Task Force have died.

??: …Also, the young man said that no more medicine will be provided to us during this time. If we want to trade, we need to show greater sincerity.

Thinking of the dark gray-eyed youth, the reporting man showed fear on his face.

??: …The experimental record of the transaction at the auction is indeed fake and it appears to be bait released by B.S. itself.

The man in the wheelchair did not respond and seemed not to care about the news reported by his subordinate.

He only looked at the detailed information in his hand.

“The Inverted Smile Film and Television Company’s veteran variety show “Miracle Finder” has reached a new record. The company and the Task Force have reached a filming cooperation and the crime documentary has been a great success”…

His gaze fell on a line of words, showing a thoughtful expression.

It turns out that the producer who was taken away by the Task Force is also from B.S.

A smiled appeared on his lips and his fingers seemed to tap the handrail lightly in a steady rhythm.

??: Sir, we can’t wait any longer. The organization’s recent actions have been constrained everywhere. We must find the person behind it…..

The man in the wheelchair raised his head and looked at his subordinate gently.

??: Don’t worry, there is still plenty of time.

??: When the fish bites the hook and jumps out of the water, you will naturally see the person fishing on the other end.

??: Right now, we have found the best fish to bite the bait.

[Bad Signs]

With Kiro’s return, my work has been on the right track.

The days seem to blend together and there has been no room for breathing.

Early the next morning, I drowsily walked out the gate of the residence, ready to go to the company.

A newsstand was set up next to the entrance and several people were distributing free newspapers while saying something to the pedestrians passing by.

Enthusiastic woman: Hey, miss, come here.

MC: Ma’am, what is it?

I took the newspaper from her in wonder. My eyes quickly swept across the headlines of today’s news.

“In-depth restoration of airport accident; the flight nearly crashed due to the Captain’s Evol!?!”

I skimmed through the full article and found that today’s news’ explanation of the aviation accident was a big reversal compared to yesterday.

It turned out that the accident wasn’t caused by turbulence, but because the captain’s Evol was out-of-control.

Yesterday’s news was just to quell the recent series of press releases against Evolvers, concealing the facts.

Is that really the case….

Looking at the vicious words above, I frowned slightly.

The people handing out the newspapers yelled the truth about the media’s hidden information while continuing to distribute newspapers to passing pedestrians.

The crowd of onlookers whispered on one side and from time to time, their conversations trickled into my ears.

Passerby A: The truth about yesterday’s emergency landing accident was not what was reported on TV at all.

Passerby B: Obviously this Captain’s out-of-control Evol affected the flight and yet they said he was a hero. I think this kind of person shouldn’t be in this type of industry.

Passerby C: Yeah, Evolvers shouldn’t be engaged in this kind of business when they are responsible for public safety!

The ridicule of Evolvers and the dissatisfaction with the truth about the media hiding things continued on. Some are justified but some are just unfounded.

Hearing everyone’s increasingly violent words, my heart feels weak.

The life that has been calm for a short time seems to have caused waves again.

As soon as I got to the company, my cell phone rang and I saw it was an unfamiliar number.

MC: Hello? May I ask who’s calling?

The other end was quiet for a while, and then I heard a somewhat stiff voice.

??: Cancel today’s event or you will face the consequences.

The person on the other end deliberately lowered his voice but I could still tell that he was a young boy.

MC: Sorry, I don’t understand what you are talking about.

MC: Hello…?

He suddenly hung up.

I was confused and wanted to call back but only the sound of a dial tone was heard.

Getting all kinds of strange phone calls these days, I didn’t pay too much attention to it but I still increased security measures for the afternoon activities.

I put down my phone and looked up at the weather outside the window feeling a little disturbed.

In any case, I hope everything goes well in the afternoon.

On the empty train station platform, a staff member made an announcement, urging passengers to leave.

After confirming that no one remained, he walked out of the kiosk, put a “suspended operation” sign in front of the train and left.

In a corner where no one noticed, the elevator door slowly opened and a thin boy stepped out.

He lowered his head and walked to the car door, slightly raised his hand and the sign was pushed aside.

When he raised his hand again, the train door seemed to be torn open arbitrarily by some force.

The boy went straight in.

The quiet train suddenly rumbled and lurched forward.

-End of Part 2-

Continue to Final Part

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[CN] Fireworks Event - Kiro

🍒 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an event which has not been released in English servers! 🍒

Previous section: here

3rd Anniversary Masterlist: here

Prior to the Carnival, there were questions posed in the Go See You feature which affects which scenario the player sees during the Fireworks Event:

Question 1: Without thinking of any external reasons, if you were to visit the amusement park again, which attraction would Miss Chips want to experience the most?

Option A: Rollercoaster! I think this attraction really alleviates stress.

Option B: Hehehe, the haunted house should be given a name.

Option C: The dessert store! There are so many delicious foods in the amusement park.

Question 2:

Question: To Miss Chips, what is an essential element in a “perfect day”?

Option A: For you to be as romantic as in a fairytale.

Option B: For people to witness the most romantic moment. [no footage found]

[ PART ONE PROLOGUE ]

Time truly passes when one is having fun. In a blink of an eye, the night has already overtaken the sky.

I look at the guide map in my hands, thinking about which attraction should end our itinerary for today’s carnival.

Suddenly, Kiro grabs my hand.

Kiro: Let’s go!

MC: Have you thought of what we’re going to do last?

Kiro: Haven’t we already decided this since a long time ago~

[ Option A: Rollercoaster! I think this attraction really alleviates stress. ]

At night, the tracks of the rollercoaster are full of coloured lights. From afar, it looks like a dream-like track hanging in the sky.

It suddenly occurs to me that the seemingly insignificant question he asked a few days ago actually had a reason behind it.

Kiro: This time, we can enjoy the pleasures of the rollercoaster to our heart’s content!

He offers his hand to me, eyes sparkling despite being in the curtain of darkness.

MC: It’s the first time I’m riding a rollercoaster at night!

We’re seated in the last row, gradually climbing towards the peak. Our entire field of vision consists of the night and neon.

Kiro: MC, do you know about the legend related to rollercoasters?

MC: Do you create stories that quickly? We just sat on it.

Kiro: Nonsense, I was already thinking about it when we were in the queue!

MC: ...

Kiro: ...

Kiro suddenly clears his throat, his fingers making twirls in the air in a counterclockwise direction. Then, he lets out a soft “ding” sound.

Kiro: Miss Chips, do you know about the legend related to rollercoasters?

MC: Pfft.

Cooperating with him, I pretend to look contemplative.

MC: There are sayings related to rollercoasters?

Kiro: Hmph. Not everyone knows about this legend, because it’s only used for rollercoasters at night, and when you’re seated at the last row.

MC: Ah! What else?

Kiro: The rollercoaster will take 55 seconds from the moment it leaves the peak. If you have any wishes you’d like fulfilled, say it silently in your heart, then hold your breath. As long as you can press on till the end, this wish will be fulfilled.

MC: Isn’t the original setting in an elevator?

Kiro: Any similarities are mere coincidences. We’re reaching the peak soon. So? Want to give it a try?

MC: This legend has yet to be put to the test.

Looking at his sparkling eyes, I can’t help but want to tease him.

Kiro: You don’t trust me! But that’s okay, I can prove its success rate to you first.

With this, he closes his eyes, and I have no idea what wish he’s making.

Neon colours fall on his eyelashes, making his side profile look especially handsome.

Kiro: Done.

We’re about to reach the peak. Kiro grips my hand, his face filled with anticipation and eagerness.

Kiro: Let’s go!

MC: Ahh--!

Kiro: Haa... haa...

Kiro is breathing in as much fresh air as he can, and I can’t help but laugh while looking at his flushed face.

MC: You’ve worked hard. From the bottom of my heart, I hope your wish can be fulfilled.

Kiro: Are you secretly laughing at me? Don’t be envious when my wish comes true.

MC: What did you wish for just now?

Kiro: What I wished for...

He turns his eyes to me, then leans downwards slightly such that his face is in front of mine. He closes his eyes gently.

Kiro: I wonder if the intelligent MC can guess what it is.

MC: You’re just being unreasonable!

Kiro: I’m not. Maybe this is the result of my hard work from earlier?

Looking at the person before me who’s pretending to be innocent, I find it quite ticklish.

With a flushed face, I give the corner of his lips a light peck. He seems to have waited for a very long time. Just as I plan to flee, he pulls me back, once again locking me in a trance.

Kiro: Look - I said the legend was effective. You believe it now, don't you?

[ Option B: Hehehe, the haunted house should be given a name. ]

At night, the haunted house looks even more terrifying than usual. The gloomy and cold lights seem to be waiting for challengers to arrive.

Looking at the slightly tense Kiro beside me, it suddenly occurs to me that the seemingly insignificant question he asked a few days ago actually had a reason behind it.

Kiro: Miss Chips, let’s go!

MC: Actually, it’s okay even if we don’t go for this...

Kiro: It’s all right.

He pats his chest confidently, pushing his sunglasses down with one hand.

Kiro: This time, I came prepared.

In the narrow, strange and long corridor, Kiro and I walk unhurriedly, following the directions of the arrows.

Kiro: This is the third time we’ve come to a haunted house, isn’t it?

MC: Yup. It seems like we always have memories of running wildly in haunted houses.

Kiro: In that case, let’s walk slowly this time, and slowly enjoy the delights of the haunted house.

Just as he finishes speaking, a bloodied handprint appears on the paper door at the side with a thud.

MC: !

Before I can rally my emotions, continuous streams of ghost-like cries drift from the paper door beside us.

Kiro holds my hand, scanning the surroundings “coldly”---

From an unknown place, Kiro takes out a gigantic white sheet, covering it over us.

Kiro: If we can’t beat then, let’s join them!!

MC: Pfft!

Kiro wraps me in his arms. His breath is at my ear, which gives me an especially ticklish sensation in my heart.

Kiro: See? It’s no longer scary, isn’t it? When we hear sounds, we’ll simply return fire!

Passerby couple: Erm...

Kiro: [ghostly] Mmm...?

Kiro and I turn around at the same time.

Passerby couple: Ahhhh----!!!!!!

After a short silence, I lift up my head, and just so happen to meet Kiro’s lowered gaze.

Kiro: [chuckles] Even though I feel a little bad, but...

We burst into laughter at the same time. The white sheet seems to be a small protective screen, making us the only two people in the entire world, becoming our secret accomplice.

Kiro: I’ve finally found a way to decode the haunted house!

MC: Next time, why don’t we...

Kiro: Be the ghosts!

We complete each others’ sentences as always.

Kiro: This way, it doesn’t feel scary at all.

MC: You’ve got a good method~

Kiro: The method is one aspect of it. The other aspect is because you’re with me. Frightening things will always be frightening, and courage isn’t something that can be added or subtracted.

MC: But won’t you become braver after going through it more often and having more experience?

Kiro: That’s called getting used to it and growing up. It doesn’t mean you’re no longer scared. It’s because there are other things which triumph over the fear.

His voice is very soft, and his eyes turn from the view outside the sheet to me.

Kiro: For example, right now.

MC: It’s all right even if you’re scared. I’m here, and you aren’t alone!

Kiro: In that case, could I come nearer to you?

As he says this, he takes a step closer.

MC: [blushing] The staff would laugh at us if they see this...

Kiro: That’s fine.

His lips are at my ear, bringing with them a smile of someone who has gotten his way.

Kiro: No one will see us.

[ Option C: The dessert store! There are so many delicious foods in the amusement park. ]

At night, the dessert store looks even more well-lit. The adorable decor, together with the colourful neon lights, are reminiscent of the sweetest kiss of a couple.

It suddenly occurs to me that the seemingly insignificant question he asked a few days ago actually had a reason behind it.

MC: Doesn't this place require a reservation?

He smiles while talking out two reservation coupons from his pocket, a satisfied look on his face.

Kiro: Hehe. It’s been a long wait, my Miss Chips.

I scan the various limited edition couple desserts on the menu, each one of them looking utterly delicious, as though I can smell their sweet fragrance just from the pictures.

In the end, I decide to pick the dessert which Kiro is recommending whole-heartedly and with great force--

The double lava layer chocolate brownie.

Kiro: Trust me, this is the one. I’ve done a recon before, and found the most premium product from these premium products.

Under his solemn gaze, the double lava layer chocolate brownie is brought to our table.

It looks like a chocolate brownie with some frosting sprinkled on it, and seems to be pretty normal.

Kiro: Give it a try! I haven’t forgotten its taste even till now.

I cut it open gently, and discover that underneath the chocolate exterior, there’s a soft chocolate cake. Chocolate sauce in the centre flows out slowly.

Cutting a small piece carefully, I place it into my mouth.

In a mere instant, my throat, nose, and even the air I inhale, are all sweet.

The strong sweetness sweeps through all my senses. My tongue goes haywire, and it’s as though I'm biting into a hundred macarons at the same time.

Kiro sits opposite me, his eyebrows arching slightly, an insuppressible anticipation and teasing look in his eyes.

He has also prepared a guilty and apologetic look.

I see through it immediately.

MC: Not bad. As expected of your recommendation!

Kiro: Hm?

MC: It’s really delicious.

While saying this, I lift up the fork again, preparing to get another piece.

Kiro: Wait wait wait!

He immediately grabs my hand, his face filled with disbelief. Looking at me, he lowers his head and stares at the “scheme”.

Kiro: The taste is just right?

MC: Yeah, it is. Weren't you the one who recommended it?

Kiro: Well... you’re not wrong.

He looks at the brownie on the table hesitantly. He’s probably guessing that the store had changed its method of preparation, resulting in a different effect.

At this moment, it’s a showdown between Kiro the glutton and reason.

Slowly, he picks up the fork, and brings a small piece into his mouth.

Kiro: [groans] !!!

I immediately grab the lemon water at the side, flushing my ruined taste buds.

Kiro: You...!

His features are scrunched, and I can't help but laugh when I see this.

Kiro: Although I did it somewhat on purpose, you really endured it too well!

MC: Seeing this image before me is worth it hahaha.

Kiro: I’m letting you experience the wrong path I once walked on.

Saying this, he comes over to my side.

Kiro: If I’m at fault, you should have punished me by using the law! Not by killing me with this sickeningly sweet dessert!

MC: If you went down the wrong path, you shouldn’t have let others experience it either!

Kiro: But you’re special. I’ve suffered twice the harm and need treatment.

MC: Mr Kiro, you’re insatiable.

Despite saying this, I don't stop him when he slowly draws closer to me.

Kiro: [chuckles] All I need is a little normal sweetness.

[ PART TWO ]

By the time we return to the vicinity of the castle in the plaza, the fireworks display is about to begin.

Considering Kiro’s special situation, his wig and props have more or less finished serving their function. I decide to find a location with fewer people.

But suddenly...

I realise that Kiro is gone.

Scanning my surroundings, I just can’t find any trace of him.

??: Beautiful Miss Princess, what are you looking at?

I freeze.

As the fireworks from the castle continuously scuttle to the skies, I see a figure at the end of the light.

At the top of the castle, he’s wearing a white coloured suit. His white cape is flying in the night, and an exquisite white mask conceals his entire face.

Just like the phantom thief under the moonlight.

Passerby: Is that a performance?

MC: Ki-!

Akin to magic, he soars downwards, stepping through the night, his cape kneading the moonlight as it flaps up and down, descending before me.

Wearing a pair of white gloves, he reaches out and places his forefinger on my lips.

Kiro: Shh.

The entire world seems to have become silent in an instant, leaving behind only the sound of my violently beating heart.

He takes half a step back, his left hand behind him, giving me a slight bow while offering his right hand to me.

Kiro: Beautiful Miss Princess, are you willing to come with me?

A pair of sapphire-like eyes hide behind the mask, leaving me unable to see his expression.

Seeing the arm he’s holding out in mid-air, I grip his hand without hesitation.

MC: It would be my honour!

Once the words leave my lips, he wraps an arm around my waist and carries me up, bringing me into the deep blue ocean.

Kiro: Hold me tight.

He presses a special mechanism, and strings pull the both of us upwards, as though we’re treading on moonlight.

When we reach the roof of the castle, he lets me step onto the bricks steadily, then removes the mask from his face.

Kiro: The performance has begun.

He snaps his fingers. At the same time, all the fireworks in the night sky bloom.

[ FIREWORKS ]

The colour I had selected is especially brilliant, and it blooms under Kiro’s command.

It’s as though he's standing in the middle of the stage, and every firework is a musical instrument under his control. With his guidance, they become the most beautiful musical composition in the night sky.

I think about that question related to a perfect day, and a him who is as romantic as in a fairytale.

As the fireworks come to an end, he once again gives me a bow, and walks towards me.

Kiro: I wish to ask my princess if the me of right now has the qualifications to steal your heart?

MC: [blushing] Haven’t you already stolen it since a long time ago?

Kiro: Is that so?

Under the moonlight of this winter day, his fringe is damp with sweat, and his eyes are filled with surprise.

Kiro: In that case, I won’t be returning it. Anyway, my heart happens to be with you too. Happy third anniversary, my Miss Chips.

Even the most precious day has to come to an end.

But the meaning residing in the future, which is the time we have next, will definitely be even more wonderful, and even more precious.

Until the end of life.

MC: Let’s go home!

Kiro: Mm! Let’s go home.

#mlqc #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc kiro

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xsugarysweetsx · 4 years

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Hi!!!!! Can I request a Shoto Todoroki x reader where they have been dating for a while but he’s been hanging out with his female colleague a lot recently and the reader gets jealous. So she decides to make him jealous by flirting with Bakugo and of course he flirts back so Shoto gets really jealous and it ends in a hot steamy night together.

there is no smut included here since it is still not after October 9th yet.

Please enjoy~🍰

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There she was again, hovering over his desk just begging for attention. You thought it would have been nice to bring him some Bento since he was in a rush this morning. Yet you come to this job to find this. You didn't want to get used to it, and you shouldn't but it was almost every day.

Either he would spend his lunch with you, and then she would come, or she was already there before you got to the company. You walked his desk and clear throat holding up the Bento. He gave you a smile and his hand found the small of your back as he stands.

“Hey,“ he pecks your lips “Thanks this means a lot“ he thanked you taking the food from you.

“Hello, Y/N how have you been?“ she asked a little too sweetly for your liking. That smile it seems so fake and irritated you so much. Her costume was just begging for men to spare her chest on top of that she was leaning over couldn't the message be any clearer? Then she has the nerve to smile at you and ask you how you were doing?

“Just fine, thought I would bring Todoroki his lunch“ you give a forced smile trying to hide your true feelings. Were you really jealous? You never took yourself for the jealous type, maybe in this situation but you had reason.

“Awh, aren’t you lucky Shoto?“ and that is what you're telling you the most, she used his first name. Maybe it's because it's his hero name, but the way she uses it it's like they were on a first-name basis. Maybe it's because it's his hero name, but the way she uses it it's like they were on a first-name basis.

“I know I am, come on I’ve got 20 minutes“ he takes your hand and leads you to the lunchroom. You take a seat across from him and keep quiet, something you don’t usually do. He takes your hand in his

“What’s wrong, you look upset” he was clearly worried but for whatever reason you didn’t speak up, but you tried to hint at it.

“I’m fine just a.. little lonely at home is all..” you look at him with slightly hurt eyes.

“I’m sorry love, you know I’ve been busier lately, the crime rates have been rising meaning I have more work“ you weren’t exactly satisfied with the answer

“Shoto I-“

“Hey Shoto!“ the door bursts “Emergency down town with hostages!“ one of his coworkers made it sound urgent. Who were you to hold him back, this was his job after all.

“I’m sorry love, we’ll talk later“ he quickly pecks your cheek and takes his leave. You sat there and and just looked out the window. Dating for 2 years now and everything was fine. He was a gentleman who always made your heart race. He treated you like the finest glass on Earth, the still loved you passionately.

“If you keep staring your eyeballs are gonna fall out“ your butt out of your thoughts and look to your left to find none other than Bakugou. Yes despite their rivalry, they work at the same company.

“Oh..right..“ you said anything just to give an answer

“...what do you think so hard about anyway?“ and when it was weird for him to ask what was wrong. But you guess that talking to someone is better than no one listening.

“*sigh* well I don't know if you've noticed that Shoto has been spending a lot of time with little miss perfect. There's barely any time between us anymore, and it's like he doesn't even notice how I'm feeling about it.“

“Keh, are you jealous? “ he asked with a smirk, making your face become red.

“Wha- I’m- I didn’t I-“ you stumble over your words, as he continues to smirk at you. He already knew what you were feeling, but there was something else behind that smile.

“I’ll make you a deal,“ he said “I’ll help you get back with icy-hot but on my terms“

“...go on..“ he said quietly at this point willing to try anything.

“You’re going to make him jealous. Don’t ask why I'm helping you, I'm just looking for a way to piss this bastard off“

“..What do you exactly have in mind?“

“Flirting, hardcore. He’s honestly attached to you believe it or not, but if you really want him to see the point you're making we're going to have to do this.“ he write something down on a piece of paper and then hands it to you “I'll text you the rest after I get out of work make sure you respond”

you guess this is better than nothing, hopefully it wasn't something too much to feel like you were cheating.

~~~

“Are you sure this is going to work?“ you gave him a stern look

“Believe me I’ve done this before and it works“

he asked you to wear Todoroki's favorite shirt on you, which was a low-cut shirt. He told you make sure to look your best, and to be prepared to get his attention

“And just how many times has his little plan of yours worked?“

“Hm, either they go back home together, or the chick goes back home with me“ he chuckled.....great. “Here he comes, get ready.“

Before you could even put yourself together, your body was slammed against the wall traffic between two muscular arms on each side of your head. Bakugo's cologne engulfing your nostrils, as his lean firm body towered above you.

if anything this is already working, as you felt yourself get flustered under his gaze.

“You’re lookin hot today Y/N“ he said in a husky tone

“Oh um- thank you, and you too Katsuki“ he made a short script for you to follow, and to use his first name.

You thought your boyfriend was paying attention, but he was listening to every word. He felt a fire go off inside of his chest as he felt rage growing. Was Bakugou really trying to hit on you right now?? He knew you wouldn’t take anything from any man so he let you handle the situation.

wrong.

“How about we ditch this place and had somewhere else have some...fun?“ you're starting to believe he was a little too into this. Just how badly did he want to piss off Todoroki? Looking over you see he was doing nothing and that just made the jealousy bubble inside you.

“Hey Katsuki, you’ve got such big muscles, you must be so strong“ you said in a girly voice with a pout “can you show me how strong?~“ you said feeling up his bicep. At once he picked you up by your thighs and held you up.

“How’s that for ya?”

“It’s-“ you were yanked from his grip and into the arms of another.

“We’re leaving now. I’ll deal with you later” he said sharply as he carried you out of the office. Bakugou simply chuckled. He didn’t even struggle as he walked down into the parking lot. He opens the car and puts you into the passenger seat walks around and gets into the drivers.

He drove without a word, without a single glance at you. But you can see how he grabs the steering wheel. You can practically see him fuming, there will probably be a burn mark on the wheel by the end of the drive.

He pulls up into your driveway and stops but doesn’t get out. He turns to you with an irritated look

“Are you serious? If you wanted to end things you could have been an adult about it”

“Oh so you’re not going to ask what happened first?!” You fire back

“I already saw what did...and I thought you were better than that” you can see a hint of hurt in his eyes.

“I was jealous you know....” you mumbled

“Of what? That I’m not as muscular as Bakugou?” He said massaging the bridge of his nose

“No.....of your colleague...”you said quietly “..you’ve been with her so much lately and it seems like every chance we have together work gets in the way” he calms down and hears your out

“And the way she’s always around you...it’s like...I feel replaced..“ your voice cracks near the end as our eyes fill with tears “I-I know...I’m not a hero and I know she’s probably better b-but I..I miss you and-“ he pulls you into his lap and embraces you tightly

“I could never replace you with anyone else. I’m sorry if I’ve neglected you I just needed some time to um...well, *sigh* I didn’t want to do this way“ he reached over into the glove compartment and takes something out

“I needed her help to find this.” he opens the box to show you what was inside “I wasn’t sure what ring would look best on you so I needed her help to pick one out. She also happens to have the same ring size as you“

“Shoto...“ you said in a weak voice as he takes your hand and slides the ring on

“It’s a perfect fit, but that if you say-“

“Yes! Yes I will!“ you cut him off “I-I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions instead of asking..first..“ he pecks your lips

“I’m sorry too, I should have given you more attention, speaking of which“ he opens the door and stands with you bridal style “I definitely have better muscle build than Bakugou“ he smirked

“Hehe that you do“

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I hope this was okay❤️

#todoroki shoto x reader #shoto torodoki #bnha x reader #boko no hero academia #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia #anime #fanfiction #anime x reader

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allvre · 4 years

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just shut up ➢ john b x reader

request: can you do a john b imagine where you keep making vine references all day causing john b to get annoyed as shit and at the end of the day the reader makes another vine reference causing him to shut her up with a kiss. just pure fluff :p also i love u emmy

a/n: hehe i love u too

summary: you keep saying vine references to annoy your bf john b and it indeed works

warnings: fluff, swearing, underage smoking

it was just a regular day, you were getting ready to hang out with the rest of the pogues and spend the whole day together. john b, your boyfriend was picking you up, speaking of you look outside to see his volkswagen van pulling in. you rush outside and open the door to see jj and kie in the back.

“ayee it’s ya boy, skinny penis” you quote getting into the passenger seat, everyone laughing. “quoting vines i see” john b chuckles “of course, it’s just one of those days” you chuckle in return. you look out your window taking in the view passing by as you all go to pick up pope.

pulling into his driveway he slides the door open and gets in, “ooo girl you’re thicker than a bowl of oatmeal” you laugh and slap your knee. “another one?” john b comments “yes, you can’t stop me, i’m on a roll!” you almost yell. “well y/n woke up on the good side of the bed” jj adds chuckling.

the plan was to go to the beach and swim for most of the day since no one was going to be out, then john b and you were going to go back to your house and possibly watch a movie.

you make it to the beach and you all grab the essentials and head towards the water. you and kie lied down your towels and set up your area whiles the boys were sliding their shirts of aggressively and throwing them down running towards the water, diving in.

“it’s like they’ve never seen water before” kie laughs “that is very true” you laugh as well taking your shorts and shirt off revealing your red bikini and kie does the same. you both lay on your towels taking in the bright sunlight. you look up and see the boys standing in the water with a big gap between them, you knew this was the perfect moment for another iconic quote. “two bros chillin in the hot tub five feet apart because they’re not gay!!” you yell loud enough for them to hear. you see john b rolling his eyes and smiling.

kie and you are getting your tan on and the boys continue to swim and surf. moments you would look over at john b and treasure the boy who has given you everything and made you the absolute happiest.

“what’s got you so smiley today sunshine?” kie asks with a smile on her face, you didn’t even notice you were smiling widely from being stuck in your thoughts. “i’m just lucky, you know? i have the person i love and adore most and my best friends. i’m really happy” you smile even wider not knowing that was possible and a flush of pink crept upon your cheeks “oh stop being so cheesy! come here” kie leans over and wraps her arm around your waist giving you a slight squeeze.

the boys start walking in your direction, after being done in the water. “stealing my girlfriend i see kie” john b says sarcastically and places a soft kiss on your forehead sitting next to you the others sitting down as well. jj pulls out a neatly rolled blunt placing it between his lips, you gasp “chris! is that a weed! i’m calling the police!” you quote another vine once again causing jj to almost spit the blunt out of his mouth. “i’m going to hit you kid” jj jokes with you “do it, you wont” you exclaim, jj then throws his fists up “come at me bro!” everyone laughs at his actions. you get up in defense and rush to flick him in the forehead which he does right back to you, you place your hand where he flicked you “mother trucker dude, that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick” you sit back down, receiving a glare from a slightly annoyed but amused john b.

the sun is starting to set and everyone decides it’s time to head home. you all pack your things into the van and everyone gets in. john b drops everyone off at their houses, jj at the chateau and then you head in the direction towards your house which wasn’t too far.

he pulls in and you almost drag him to your room, you both change, you now wearing one of his shirts and a pair of shorts, him in just his shorts. “alright come to bed lovey” he says already spread out on top of your comforter “so no head?” you sing out throwing a pillow on the ground and plopping down next to him, rolling his eyes once again “ha! goteem!” you say in the moment “just shut up dork” he blurts out cupping your cheeks placing his soft, plump lips onto yours. “okay, if this is what i get i will gladly shut my mouth” you smile cutely and rest your head on his chest drifting to sleep after the long day of getting on his nerves with vine references.

a/n: okay i loved writing this? like so much.

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katfox · 4 years

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A friend asked me to do RFA+ Minor trio - mc/reader having over protective brother.

I changed it up a bit to have half with older brothers and half with younger brothers, just for fun I hope they don't mind!

💫 // 💢

Zen - Older Brother

• You bring your brother to one of Zen's shows since he wanted to make sure you're seeing a good guy.

• Your brother is skeptical since Zen has many female fans. But Zen would never do anything to hurt you, he doesn't see anyone but you.

• You tell your brother that Zen is a gentleman and very loyal.

• After the show you bring your brother backstage to meet him.

• Zen hugs you before offering a handshake and dazzling smile to your brother.

• He can see a bit of distrust in your brother's face considering if he should take his hand back or wait.

• They shake hands and your brother starts going in with some questions.

• "What are your intentions with my little sister?" A flustered zen responds with, "W-well I care for (y/n) very much I can't thank her enough for coming into my life and supporting me with her heart."

• "How do you plan to support her?" Zen replies with all seriousness, "I may not be rich or have a fancy place but I will support her with anything that she may need, we may struggle but if I have (y/n) by my side, we can make it through anything."

• Zen looks over to you smiling as he's looking at the most wonderful woman, until he notices how short your skirt is.

• "Jagi that skirt is too short! what if another man looks at you! Men are wolves!!"

• Your brother is a bit put off that he would even be looking down at your body.

• Suddenly laughter fills the air as your brother found Zen's protectiveness similar to his own of you and couldn't help but to let out a few chuckles.

• The awkwardness between everyone starts to dissipate and he slowly approves of the relationship.

Jumin - Older brother

• Jumin made a reservation for dinner as he wanted to meet his fiancee's brother.

• Your brother was surprised to hear that you were suddenly engaged to a man that he nor did the rest of your family know.

• Hes already in a slight mood as he felt left out and had no idea of what Jumin was like. Other than the fact that he was the director of his family's company.

• Of course Jumin would choose one of the nicest restaurants to make a good first impression. Money meant nothing to him anyway.

• Your brother meets you both at the restaurant he hugs you tightly as he hasn't seen you in so long.

• Jumin waits there, standing patiently as you finish your greetings. He smiles seeing you so happy to see your brother again.

• Jumin introduces himself to your brother giving a firm yet warm handshake. He had become nicer since you came into his life.

• "Please order anything you'd like" jumin says confidently but not cocky. Your brother was more curious as to how jumin could propose to you without the blessings of your family.

• "So Jumin... what gives you the right to ask for my sister's hand without asking permission first." Jumin slightly clears his throat before speaking "I can see where you would feel offended, and I sincerely apologize however I can't apologize for my feelings towards this beautifully amazing woman."

• Your brother is taken aback a bit as he was expecting jumin to be a jerk in his response.

"I will take care of her to the most of my ability, I have guards that will protect her as well as the will to keep her happy and smiling for all the years to come." Jumin assured

• Your brother can see how serious jumin is about you and he's never seen you smile this much before. He seems to have softened up to accepting this relationship.

• Eventually becomes the best man at your wedding.

Yoosung - Younger brother

• You had to take your little brother with you as you were always going to yoosung's house and he was upset about it.

• "Yoosung I'm here!" you say, but your brother starts to step in front of you as yoosung rushes over to hug you.

• "She's my sister you can't have her." Yoosung starts to feel a little intimidated before he realizes that he's older than him.

• Yoosung smiles lightly and bends over a bit to meet your brother. "uh- eh.. do you like games? he..heh.." expressing a nervous laugh.

• Your brother scoffs and crosses his arms "you just want to distract me so you can get with my sister."

• "No! that's not it at all. I.." Yoosung becoming more visibly flustered.

• You tell your brother that he should at least give it a try. And he agrees but he's reluctant.

• Yoosung guides you both into his room and starts to set up the game on his laptop for her brother. While he, of course uses his desktop to play.

• Your brother is worried that yoosung will try to take you away from him.

• yoosung teaches him how to play as you sit and watch to see them. Smiling, hopeful that they can work together and grow closer.

• They start playing around with each other and yoosung teaches him almost everything he knows. "Superman Yoosung will show you the way!" You try to hold back a chuckle.

• He starts to feel that yoosung isn't so bad and you can see that your brother is starting to let him in. "Thank goodness!", you think to yourself

• They start to get along and yoosung looks over at you, you shoot him a kind smile and he kinda melts from it.

• Looks like yoosung got another boy hooked on LOLOL.

Seven - Younger brother

• You were out and about with your little brother when you get a phone call.

• "I see you! hehe" You hear on the other end and couldn't help but chuckle at Seven's voice.

• "Where are you god seven?" you say causing your brother to give you a scrunched face as today was supposed to be his day.

• You Eventually excuse yourself before hanging up on your boyfriend and focus on your little brother.

• "Today is my day.. what does he have that I don't have? you never spend time with me anymore!"

• He runs off and you try to find him but he knew how to blend in.

• After about 30 minutes of not being able to find him to contact your boyfriend for help. "Hello meow ~" you hear him answer.

• "My brother! I can't find him!" seven switches his mode to serious as he started looking at all the cameras in the area to help find him.

• He leads you to your brother and you hug your brother tightly "Please don't run away from me again" you manage to mutter.

• He felt bad, "But you're my sister and he's all you talk about. it's not fair."

• You take him by the hand and talk things through as you bring him to seven's bunker.

• The automated system makes him jolt as he wasn't expecting it. It pulls a chuckle out from you.

• Seven notices you're here and he buzzes you both in.

• Your brother's eye open wide seeing all the huge monitors all over before seeing all the bags of HBC. "woah.."

• "Woah is right. I have the rare HBC!!! are you hungry for some? Hahaha!" Seven responds with that cheeky laugh of his.

• "Want to see something cool?" your boyfriend asks before placing an order for your favorite pizza.

• Your brother furrows his brows as he's a bit confused up until seven pulls up camera feeds to watch them make their pizza.

• "No way!" He says as his eyes lit up, he goes to you telling you about it while God seven smiles widely in the background watching you.

• They became best friend since then and now your brother begs you to take him over to Seven's.

Saeran - Older brother

• Your brother wasn't so happy that you just forgave and fell in love with someone who kept you captive in a cult.

• You tell him that it was mostly a misunderstanding and that Saeran is very gentle and sweet.

• He wasn't having that though, he went to the new apartment that the two of you shared to give a piece of his mind.

• Saeran answered a knock at the door only to be greeted with a fist to the face.

• You gasp going to his side trying to check up on him as you scold your brother.

• Your brother felt no sympathy for Saeran thinking that he deserved more than just a punch to the face.

• He couldn't see what you saw in Saeran. He wept a bit as you caress his face gently.

• "N-no.. (y/n) he has a reason to be upset with me after everything I put you through.. please stay by my side"

• You nod softly looking at Saeran lovingly before pleading with your brother to talk things out like adults.

• He agrees to hearing him out over tea that you made.

• There were many things spoken and cleared up, however... he wasn't going to be able to just give and forget as easily as you did.

• Saeran was very thankful that you has such a protective brother in your life and wished he had the same relationship with his own, although he would never admit it out loud.

• Saeran ships a bouquet of flowers to your family with the meaning of forgiveness, starting to make amends.

• Your brother eventually offers to go to therapy with you both to support Saeran in becoming the best he can be.

• Saeran only knew abuse and neglect for the majority of his life and he needed all the care and support he could get.

• It makes you happy that they are accepting each other's presence, slowly letting each other in.

V/Jihyun - Younger brother

• You get a call that Jihyun came back from a trip he had taken, he invites you to his studio as he had a few projects he needed to work on.

• You agreed unconsciously as you missed him so much although you had to watch over your brother since your parents were away on business and couldn't take him along.

• You go tell your brother the news that you'll be visiting jihyun at his quiet place. Your brother wasn't exactly excited to be going to some "boring" art studio.

• He huffs looking at you, "what if I don't want to go..."

• You look at him planning on teasing him a bit. "Well I guess I'll just have to go on my own." You gasp "B-but.. oh no! who will protect me?"

• He jolted up and ran to the door rushing to put on his outerwear. You can't help but to let out a small chuckle before following him.

• You both make your way to Jihyun's studio. You were so excited to see him but you both kept in contact with letters and pictures from his travels in the mail.

• You get to his studio were he was waiting for you at the door, his cool mint eyes beam with happiness as he lays his eyes upon you once again.

• Jihyun greets you with a kiss among your forehead before stepping aside to let you both in.

• Your brother was sticking to you like glue, Jihyun asks if you'd love to help make a new piece to hang in his place.

• You glow with excitement and go to agree before your brother steps in. "No! She'll get dirty in here." he was so cute that neither you or V can hold off from small giggles.

• "That's part of the fun" Jihyun said before bringing them into a tarp covered room with a huge blank canvas.

• He dips his hand in paint before flicking it at the canvas letting the paint smack against it.

• Your brother was surprised that you could make a mess that big and not get in trouble. He scoffs feeling a little jealous before V takes his small hands dipping them into two colors before helping him fling it.

• You smile seeing the crack in your brother's face start to beam with excitement. You look at Jihyun warmly before joining in the fun.

• Your brother had so much fun that he tuckered himself out, leaving the two of you to reconnect since he had been gone.

Vanderwood - Older brother

• Your brother was already in a sour mood. He was comforting you for what seemed like the hundredth time.

• Vanderwood came home to his apartment when you stayed when he went away.

• He was gone for many months on a special mission and there was hardly any contact, especially during the last month.

• You could only think the worst honestly, even though you knew he was a great agent.

• You were crying while your brother consoled you, hugging you tightly and wiping your tears.

• Vanderwood comes up to the room seeing you so sad, with your tear stained cheeks.

• "Babe- why are you crying are you alright?" He says as he drops his things trying to rush to you.

• "I didn't hear from you- I.. I thought that you were.." you say through tears before he cuts you off. "Don't say it, I'm here.. I'm right here"

• Your brother was annoyed that he could act so nonchalant about the whole situation. "A word..", he says wanting to have a chat with vanderwood.

• Your brother waits down stairs for Vanderwood. Once downstairs he couldn't hold back, letting a punch fly against vanderwood's face.

• Vanderwood wasn't too keen on getting punched and responds with a punch to his gut. Your brother kicks vanderwood against the side table, causing the lamp to fall over shattering.

• The noise caught your attention and you rush down stairs to see them fighting. You put yourself in the middle knowing that they would never lay a hand on you.

• You cry, begging them to stop and to just talk things through..

• They talk things through but it ends at an impasse.. You hoped it would go better but you'd consider it better than fighting and being at each other's throat.

• They don't necessarily get along and it will take a long time before he can fully accept your relationship with vanderwood.

If there are any mistakes I apologize! Please let me know and I can fix things.

Also my asks are open so if you want to see anything specific let me know. It can be for one, multiple, or all mysme boys.

Thank you for requesting♡

Thank you so much for reading! xx

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mitsuki-murakami · 4 years

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awkward [Akaashi Keiji x reader]

Hey, can I request an Akaashi x reader oneshot where the reader and Akaashi grab the same book and it becomes really awkward? Thanks!

Requested by: @amycahill06

Hello!! Thank you for requesting this and thank you for being patient with me as well~ hehe

Reader’s POV

The library has always been one of your greatest solaces. It could be because of the distinct smell, the calming atmosphere, or maybe it could even be because of the abundance of books. Maybe it was all of it that made you frequent the place. Not many public libraries contained a proper amount of literature and comfortable places to simply sit back and bury your nose into a book, so you were pleased to have found this one.

Simply the act of gently pushing the door open gave you a rush of warmth, and it was enough to put some giddiness in your system.

“Back so soon?” Your favorite bookkeeper mused, not even bothering to look up from the library cards that they were shuffling. “Of course,” you gave them a small smile before you set down your backpack onto the baggage counter. You had just finished classes for the day, so you figured it would be nice to spend the remaining sunlight inside your happy place. You stood there for a moment, wondering which section you were going to look in for today.

You had almost decided to go and scout the familiar works of fiction before you decided to mix it up a little bit, venturing out to the non-fiction section of the library. Your ears caught a little bit of the casual greeting of the bookkeeper, which led you to believe that another regular just entered shortly after you. You immediately pushed the thought aside and got lost in scanning the multitude of works.

Choosing a book to settle down with was an art that you hadn’t quite mastered yet, seeing as it took you minutes upon minutes before you could decide on a book that piqued your interest, and one that you figured would keep it long enough. But once your eyes kept darting back to that one particular book shelved in a rather dusty corner, your heart was set.

Getting lost in your own world in this library was not uncommon for you, so it didn’t surprise you that you hadn’t noticed another person in the same book section as you.

It seems as if the universe was sending you its hate for this month. While you were reaching out for that one particular book, expecting to feel its leathery spine, instead your hand landed on a soft, rather a warm surface.

You immediately stopped in your tracks, your brain not processing the information in front of you properly, so you remained your hold on whatever you were touching for quite a while. Why would somebody else want this very book? And why me, of all people in this library? How do I even begin to--

Your train of thought was cut short when you heard a question directed to nobody else but you. The silence of the library engulfed both of you, not noticing how painfully prolonged the physical contact was for strangers. Your gaze bounced back between your hands and the book for a long time.

“Sorry, do you need to borrow this book?” Was all it took before you snatched your hand away as if burnt. You stumbled one step back and quickly bowed your head in apology. “I’m sorry, not really, but--” he shot you a questioning look and you reddened, taken aback.

This man was one of your batchmates at school. You’ve seen him walk around the second year hallway, and you’ve been to his matches as well. You knew him as Akaashi, that one second year that seems to hold things together well. You hated to admit it, but you had a tiny crush on the guy a year ago, maybe until now, which could explain how awkward you were acting right now.

“But..?” He seemed slightly amused at how flustered you looked to him, despite how blank his expression normally looked like, which only made you panic more.

“I’m sorry!!” You apologized louder, which shocked him. “Do you want this book? D-Do you need it? Because I really don’t, I just saw it and I figured it was interesting and--”

He held up a finger to his lips before pointing to a ‘keep quiet’ sign behind him, his expression not changing. Your hand shot up to cover your mouth. At this point, you were sure the redness reached your ears and you mentally cursed yourself for embarrassing yourself in front of Akaashi of all people.

To say you were stunned when he smiled at you was an understatement. “I meant... I don’t mind... You can read it first.” Proud of yourself for composing a somehow eloquent follow-up after that catastrophe, you let out a small sigh of relief, not realizing that you were holding your breath.

He nodded and reluctantly grabbed the book next to it and held it towards you. “...If you want, you can read this one first. The one you picked is actually a sequel to this.”

You accepted the book and glanced at the synopsis, and you gave him a questioning look. “Thank you, but, have you read this already?”

That seemed to have caught him off guard. It took him a minute to reply. “I have a copy of it at home, and when I finished, I realized that I didn’t have the second book.” His hand covered his nape, and he averted his glance, hoping that you wouldn’t see the pink tinting his cheeks.

Akaashi’s POV

That was a lie, he thought, but he was satisfied at how he came up with a passable excuse. He had never seen either of the two books before in his entire life.

When he realized that the person who was in the same book section as him was you, he instantly thought of excuses to approach you. After all, there were some words to be said, but he never got the chance to. Once it had registered in his mind that it was only the two of you in this particular area, he took his chances, but not before thinking of what would happen if he grabbed the book you were going for before you did.

A. You could either think he was a total creep or, B. it was a coincidence. The latter seemed unlikely, so he thanked his quick thinking for justifying his actions to you.

There were certainly better ways to catch your attention or to talk to you, but he wasn’t exactly the smoothest when it came to that, which was obvious considering the situation he just got himself into. He considered asking Bokuto for advice, but he knew that the guy would just tell him to go for it.

“I see..” At the corner of his eye, he could see how you looked away as well, your fingers discreetly scratching the spine of the book. “Thank you for the recommendation, and,” you paused, and he highly anticipated your next words, until, “Excuse me.” His eyes widened as he watched you blast past him, holding the book to your chest while looking down.

Think, he spoke to himself, trying to find ways to make you stay without freaking you out any further. So he did what any sensible gentleman would do.

He gently grabbed your wrist, and he never felt more embarrassed. “Wait, I,” shit.

It seemed to stop you in your tracks, so he let go of you, his hand pulling at the hem of his shirt in an attempt to shake off his unease. This wasn’t what he was planning at all, but he had no other choice.

“Would you like to talk about it?” He pointed at the book you held. “After you read it, I mean.” He pursed his lips at the cumbersome situation, but he didn’t look away this time, staring at your face to look for an answer. When you didn’t answer right away, he came up with another excuse. “So I can lend the book to you right after?”

An understanding look took over your face and you nodded slowly, which caused the corner of his lip to curve upwards.

“I’ll see you next week here, then?”

“O-Okay.” You finally smiled back, albeit your shaky voice ruining your composure. He sighed in relief and watched as you left the library, waiting until you completely disappeared before rushing to the bookkeeper to ask for a copy of the first book.

He had a lot of reading to do.

***

Hngg hello I’m sorry this took so long (I keep saying that but it’s true TT)

Special thanks to @capt-spangles and @sashimeh for helping me!!!!!

Thank you for reading!! uwu

#akaashi keiji #akaashi #akaashi fluff #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu oneshot #one shot #hq #hq x reader #akaashi x reader #haikyuu akaashi #haikyuu imagines #reader #haikyuu fluff

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boom-boom-boyx2 · 4 years

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Kaminari Denki X Todoroki Shoto

Fandom : bnha; my hero academia; boku no hero acadamia

“Hey....is everything alright? I don’t mean to bother you just..you seem upset.” The multicolored boy sat down next to the fake confused blonde. “Huh? Todoroki what are you doing here? Hehe- I’m fine! You should, uh... you should get back to your friends!...” the now safer looking blonde tried looking away before he was pulled into a very hesitant, but caring hug. “Uh!” He gave off a whole to the one he called Todoroki causing him to look up at the other with a worried face, “are- are you alright? Did.. did I over step my boundaries? Do you want me-“ as Todoroki was weakening the hug The blonde pulled him closer, “no.....please don’t go..” the blonde barriered his face into the others chest and went silent for a moment. “..Kaminari- do you..uh.. if you wanna talk you can..I’ve been told I’m a good listener.” Todoroki stoped and waited for the other to respond, “hmm~” Kaminari sighed in the boys chest then raised his head, “I’m sure you are....” his eyes looked droopy, he looked exhausted and like he was holding something back.., “Denki...please, talk to me.” Todoroki looked Kaminari in the eyes when he said it this time, “oh.....o-okay..” Kaminari DONT want to- no. He couldn’t look him in they eyes when he said it... he had moved down to laying his head on Todoroki’s lap, “shoto, I’m having a hard time.” He paused and switched sides from his left to his right, “it’s hard for me to- to..” he stoped before he began to cry, “why is it s-so ha-hard t-to un-under-underst-stand thing-s.... I don’t understand it! I don’t get how I got into this class- you guys are way smarter than me and and an-“ the crying blonde was cut off by the others soft humming and fingers against his hair, “wh-what are yo-u doming...” he sniffled, the other paused before speaking again, “...is this ..helping? My mother used to do this to help calm me while I cried...I don’t mean to-“ the blonde forced out a soft giggle, “hehe, todo- that’s so cute...” he doesn’t move and they both lay there in silence for another short moment till the blonde spoke again. “Todoroki?” Before he could answer the other kept going, “how do you do it? How do you...how do you understand everything, how do you get all the information the teachers tell you, like- how do you remember it long enough for the test..?..” the multicolored boy could feel the others cold tears along his left leg, he was silent though. They both were. He didn’t respond just kept humming, “how come I don’t have control of my quirk? Why can’t I be as cool as you? Why do I have to be weak- why do I have to be stupid- it’s not fair! You guys are so much better than me..” Kaminari soobbed and Todoroki stoped, Todoroki stop humming, he stoped touching his hair, he stoped thinking, he stoped breathing. All he could think about was how wrong Kaminari was, how stupid* he was for not getting that he himself was amazing. “B-but, the worst part about it all...the worst part about it all was that even Aizawa Sensei thinks I’m useless, I’m just a pho-“ Todoroki thought of a way to shut the boy up before he could say any more lies, any more things that would be so in-true it would hurt both parties, “hm!” Denki shocked Shoto’s moth in well, shock. Once Todoroki realized what he did he let go of the others face, he tried to back away but ended up just hitting his head on the wall he was rested against, “I- uh..” Kaminari sat up and whipped the tears off his face, “I’m sor-“ Shoto was caught off by Kaminari this time. Denki kissed him passionately, it surprised Todoroki so much he ended up hitting his head again, “ouch..” when Denki had backed away from Shoto he he gave him a worried look.

“are- are you alright?” “I’m fine...” “Kaminari...” denki realized what he had just done, “OHMYGODIMSOSORRYTODOROKIWAITPLEASEAREYOUOKAYNONONONO IM SO SORRY! please don’t leave me- I don’t think I could loose you after what I just said I need you please-“ Kaminari was cut off by another kiss, “it uh.. it seemed to work last time..” Todoroki paused again before speaking, “ Denki Kaminari. You are an excellent student, I mean you made It into one of the most difficult schools in Japan, your in the top class, aND a second year... your quirk is beautiful, and you mean so much more to people than-what do u say?...oh! A charging station... your friends love you,” “yeah sur-“ “, and well, I Love You... Kaminari. Your so strong. And if I’m right, I’m pretty sure you might have this thing called ADHD..” Kaminari froze once he had said the I Love You part but when he said ADHD he caught his attention, “wait, what’s ADHD?” “Hmm, well it’s an attention Dissorder, you have trouble staying focused and you....wait you have anxiety right?” “Uh-uhm..yeah- I think I do at least...wait, how did you* even know what ADHD is do you? Like uhm ya’know.. have it?” Todoroki paused and sighed before answering, “my brother, Nastuo, has ADHD we got him tested and he takes medication, it’s very effective- and it’s not that expensive...” Denki had looked up at his...friend... and smiled weakly. “Kaminari, would you like to go to sleep?” “..yes please...” “would you.. would you like me to stay here..?” “Hmm, yes please...your keeping me warm..” Denki was obviously trying to lighten the mood.

Around 10pm

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Mina has intered the chat

Sero has intered the chat

Kirshima has intered the chat

Jirou has intered the chat

💬

Yo, did u guys see kamiBro after class today?

Nah- I kinda thought he was with you, I was gonna ask if he wanted to play games but his door was shut...

Oh fuck! Guyyysssss I thought he was with u guys! Damn it- he looked rlly sad at practice today Jirou Babez! U seen anything??

Well-

Did you say FUCKING lost pikachuu.

...shit-

Oh! H eh Bakugou! Aren’t u in bed around 8;30!?

Hey*

Did. You. Say. You. Lost. Kaminari. When. He’s. Upset.

Uh.....

Shit Kirshima!

Ahahahaha- no.....

I swear to fucking god, if he does something fucking stupid I’m going to kill all of you.

Wait what!? Was he planning on doing something stupid!?

Hold up! Bakugou!? Do u know something we didn’t!?

Be quiet. And check his room, I’m coming I’ll be a second I have to put a shirt on.

WAIT GUYS! CALM DOWN! He’s fine!! I swear!

WHAT!? JIROU WHATS GOING ON!?

HUAH!?

NONONONO

He’s okay

ISTG

HES DINE!

TODOROKIS IN YNERE

There**

Their finneneeds

Leave em’ be!

I-

Wait whAT!?

HALF an’ HALF IS WITN ONE OF MY DUMBASSES!?!?

Ohohohohoooo- calm down bakuBro! At least kami is okay! :)

Yeah...

Tch, he better be- I already put on a shirt and idc if he was his boyfriend over or not I’m going in.

Wait!

Let’s noT!

Why? They having sex!?

Uhm- idk, I kept hearing hits on the wall earlier...

Wtf!?

I DONT GIVE A DUCK

Shit! BAKUGOU WAIT FOR ME!!

SAMMMEEEEE

No! 😀🤚🏼

hakskdndkdbkdbf ur all dumbasses I’m climb with u

👁👄👁 thats not how that works Sero- I-

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“DAMN IT KAMINARI! WAKE UR ASS UP!” ‘BOOM’ the door snapped open which quickly alerted the previous 2 from peacefully sleeping. “WHAT THE FU-“ “....ah, it’s just Bakugou...” the half of the door frame that Bakugou had his foot in was completely frozen and covered in ice, “DAMN YOU ICY HOT!?” “Please quiet down Bakugou, my boyfriend and I were trying to sleep.” He sighed and looked down at a blushing Kaminari, “ah, are you alright?” “I-I’m fine....didn’t know we were dating yet....but that’s cool...” Kaminari buried his chest into Todoroki’s once again, “now, what did you guys need?” Mina, Sero and Kirshima were all frozen with surprise and unexpectedness while Bakugou was physically frozen. “NO. WAY.” Mina shouted and basically flew three Kaminari s door to the couch, careful not to jump onto either of the two. “I CAN’T BELEIVE UOU NEVER TOLD US KAMI~ YOU HAVE A BOYFRIENDDDDDDD!!”

After they continued to scream and what not all TJE fangirling got cut off my well, more fan girls, “what’s with all the rucku-” ochaco had stoped in her tracks and gasped so hard todoroki was pretty sure she stoped breathing, “TODOROKI YOU DID IT! OMG FINALLY WAIT OMG I HAVE TO GST DEKU AND TSU AND IIDA AND MOMO AND AND-” she ran down the hallway shouting causing everyone to wake up, “wait...y-you liked me!?” Denki looked shocked and lost all while his face slowly steamed up, “ah, well yes, I figured you knew..” Todoroki looked at him blankly with the slightest bit of blush on his cheeks. “N-no, how would I know...” Todoroki pulled the blonde up for another kiss, then kissed his nose, “well, I figured when I did that you got the hint...” Todoroki chuckled softly before realizing he broke his boyfriend, “I-...” “wait-..” “hold up” “WHAT THE DUCK ICY-HOT HET A ROOM!” Todoroki turned around and looked at Bakugou in the eyes, “we did, then you broke the door.” The other responded with his signature ‘Tch’ before turning around “alright fuckers I’m going to bed- don’t fuck around to much and keep the damn noise down.” He walked off back to his dorm.

“Ah” they both sighed in relief when every one finally left them alone to go back to sleep, it had been a long day for Kaminari and Todoroki just wanted to cuddle his now, boyfriend in quiet but with everyone smuthering them they both felt to uncomfortable to cuddle up that close. “T-Todoroki?” Todoroki looked up to the blonde sitting next to him, “hmm?” “Do you- I mean like are we....are we togethe—r??” His voice cracked as he looked down back at his lap, “Kaminari... do you want us, to be? Uhm, together that is..” Todoroki sat up straight and turned his body toward the blonde, he saw the blondes whole face and got a bit worried, “Denki...are you alright??” He put his hand on his forehead, “ah!” Kaminari flinched and let out a tiny scratched scream. Kaminari looked up at the boy infront of him, the one that always knew what was wrong, and always knew just want to say even if he didn’t think he did, the one who was so beautiful and peaceful all the time, this boy, this boy who he has had a crush on since first year of high school. The boy who just asked him if they were together...

“Yes.” After a few minutes of silence, where Todoroki worried he had said something wrong, and What he could do to fix it had looked up at the sudden sound within the quiet room. “Yes, uh, we are together, I mean- I like you, that’s what I’m trying to say....” he paused and sighed, “damn, I feel like I’ve been holding that in forever, like some kind of stupid secret that I locked up in my mind. Not letting anyone see it, in case you where in love with someone else, I didn’t want to ruin that, I didn’t want to ruin your* love life, what could be your most amazing life with my stupid confession... it feels nice to finally have it out in the open, to know that you don’t hate me..” Todoroki was shocked....

#lmao idk how to end it -_-#bro is this even good?#there are so many god damn run offs #bnha #todoroki shouto #kaminari denki #TodoKami #KamiTodo #TodoNari #rare pair #fan fiction #bnha fanfiction #help me #please.

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morbid-mary · 5 years

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What a Furry Ride

Chapter 10 Set in Episode 9

***I don’t speak Spanish so yes I used google translate...sorry hehe***

Stiles walks through the cafeteria and sits down next to Scott. He sets his tray down, dumping his bag onto the floor before glancing over at Dani. Dani decided to join them for lunch today due to the new Jackson situation. “Did you get her to give you the necklace?” Stiles asks.

“Not exactly” Scott shrugs.

“What happened?”

“She told me not to talk to her...at all.”

Stiles bites off a chunk of his roll, giving a slight nod. Dani sighs, poking her food around her plate. “So, she’s not giving you the neck-”

“She’s not giving me the necklace” Scott snaps, interrupting Stiles.

“Okay, did you find anything else out?” Stiles asks.

“Just that I know nothing about girls and that they’re totally psychotic.”

Dani looks up from her tray and slaps Scott upside the head. “What the-?!” Scott grabs the back of his head.

“Excuse you, I am not psychotic!” Dani snaps.

“I didn’t say you!”

“You said ‘girls’, I’m a girl you idiot!”

The siblings glare at each other for a moment before Stiles refocuses them. “Okay, I came up with a plan B in case anything like this happened.”

“What’s plan B?” Scott asks.

“Just steal the stupid thing.”

“That’ll work.” Dani chimes in.

Stiles gestures to her like it will enforce his idea. Scott sighs heavily. He didn’t want to have to do that, going through Allison’s things and all. She’s so upset with him already. He didn’t want to make it worse and lose the possibility of being friends with her. “Couldn’t we try at least getting to Harris?” Scott asks. “My dad put him on a twenty-four-hour protective detail, okay? The necklace is all we got.” Scott lets out another sigh. He’s already hating plan B.

Scott looks up and finds Jackson staring at him from several tables away. Scott straightens up and swallows hard. Dani notices her brother’s uneasiness. “Scott, what’s wrong?” she asks. “He’s watching us” Scott says. Dani and Stiles share a glance before looking around the cafeteria. Dani’s gaze lands on Jackson who is practically glaring holes into her little brother. A flare of protectiveness ignites in her belly and she tenses. “Act normal” Scott whispers. Stiles gives an awkward nod, focusing on his tray. Dani sighs and runs her hand across Scott’s back trying to calm him.

Jackson takes a bite of his apple. Scott cringes as the sound echoes in his ears. Jackson notices and frowns.

“Scott”

Scott’s eyes widen slightly.

“You can hear me?... You can, can’t you?”

Dani watches Scott slightly squirm in his seat. “What’s wrong?” she asks. “Jackson’s talking to me, he knows I can hear him” Scott says. Dani clenches her jaw while Stiles looks right at Jackson. “Look at me! Talk to me, act like normal- pretend like nothing’s happening” Scott says.

“What, are you trying to pretend not to hear me?...”

Stiles and Scott’s minds scramble as they try not to panic. “Where’d he go?” Dani asks. Scott looks over finding Jackson’s seat empty. “Where the hell is he?” Scott scans the room, trying to find him.

“Looking for me, McCall?”

“Scotty, just ignore him” Dani says.

“I can’t, he’s in my head!” Scott whispers.

“I’m right here…So what else can you do? Can you see better, are you stronger, more powerful?”

Dani and Stiles watch Scott very carefully as he grips his water bottle.

“I knew there was no way you just suddenly got that good at lacrosse. Which means you’re actually a cheater. Aren’t you?”

Scott stares forward, glaring at nothing as Jackson’s words start to get under his skin.

“Can you even play lacrosse?”

“Yes” Scott growls to himself.

Dani and Stiles look at each other again. They can see how tense Scott has gotten so whatever Jackson is saying it’s starting to get to Scott.

“I bet my new co-captain is going to score a bunch of shots tonight, aren’t you?”

Scott becomes more visibly agitated and Dani glances down at Scott’s hand. His right hand, gripping the water bottle is shaking. Dani clenches her jaw. “I’ve had enough” she says, getting up. She’s sick and tired of Jackson tormenting her little brother. No one comes after her family. She doesn’t care that Jackson is friend, he’s crossed the line.

Dani walks around the cafeteria, finding Jackson leaning against the wall. She walks right up to him, getting his attention. “Dani! Happy Birthday!” He says, acting like nothing was going on. “Hallway, now” She says through gritted teeth. Once they’re in the hallway, Dani throws her bag on the floor. “¿Qué demonios estás haciendo?” (What the heck are you doing?) Dani shouts and shoves him. Jackson blinks at her. “¡Si lastimas a mi hermano, quemaré tu casa!” (If you hurt my brother, I will burn your house down!) she shouts. “¡Y también conseguiré tu estúpido auto!” (And I’ll get your stupid car too!) “English, Jesus Christ!” Jackson shouts back at her.

“What the hell are you even saying?” Jackson asks. Dani glares at him, her anger practically radiating off of her. “Leave Scott alone!” she shouts. Jackson stares at her, everything coming together in his head. Dani watches his expression fall and how it’s quickly replaced with surprise and anger. “You know?” he says, staring at her in disbelief. “You know?!” He repeats, raising his voice. “Of course I know, he’s my brother!” Jackson’s lip twitches up as his anger boils. “I knew you all were a bunch of freaks” Jackson says. Dani scoffs and folds her arms over her chest. “Freaks? What an original put down” she says. “I find out about you threatening and blackmailing my brother, how do you expect me to react? You’re my friend Jackson, so I’m trying to be-” Dani trails off watching Jackson stand there texting, completely ignoring her. “-What the hell are you doing?”

Jackson slips his phone into his back pocket and looks up just as Dani’s phone dings. Dani glares at him, pulling out her phone. She scoffs, seeing that the text is from Jackson. She’s so close to beating him over the head with her shoe. She unlocks her phone and reads the text.

‘It’s over. Friendship terminated. We’re done. Please return my sweatpants as soon as possible.’

Dani looks up from her phone, just staring at Jackson for a moment. “What?!” she says.

“Did you not read it?” Jackson asks.

“Yes, I did.”

“Well, obviously not thoroughly because it clearly says that we’re not friends anymore so I’m not sure why you’re confused.”

“Jackson, what the hell?”

“I’m cutting the dead weight out of my life to make room for some new changes your brother is going to help me with.”

“What?!”

“Alright, I’ll make this short so you can understand. Friends don’t keep secrets from each other Dani. Why you didn’t tell me about this, I have no idea, but I’m over it and I’m over you.”

Dani stares at him in disbelief. It was never his business. He had no right to know about Scott being a werewolf. Jackson’s completely obsessed with being the best. It’s almost like he’s trying to prove himself to someone who’s not even there. “I’m not cool with your brother, so I’m not cool with you” Jackson adds. He pulls a small bracelet out of his back pocket and holds it up so she can see it. It’s one of the friendship bracelets they made together in third grade. He pulls out his pocket knife and cuts the bracelet in half before handing what’s left it to Dani. “This should solidify the termination of our friendship” he says.

Dani stares down at the ruined bracelet, tears forming in her eyes as Jackson storms off without remorse. Dani slowly pulls her matching bracelet out of her pocket and lays it in her hand next to Jackson’s. It’s really over. 11 years down the drain. Her chest is unbelievably tight with rising emotions, the stress of the situation, and being overwhelmed by everything that’s happened in the past few days. Now this? Is she really being punished for something her brother never asked for? She pulls out her inhaler and inhales a puff, trying to calm down. Dani places the bracelets in her back pocket and picks up her backpack off the floor. She quietly makes her way into the bathroom. She can’t handle anymore input today. She’s reached her max.

~~🌻~~

After school lets out, Stiles rushes home. He dumps his book bag in the floor of his bedroom, happy to be away from the stressful morning, but he has work to do. He sits down at his desk and logs into his laptop. “Hey Stiles” he hears his dad call from down stairs. Stiles spins his chair around. “Yo da-Derek” Stiles freezes. Derek is standing just by his door in his room. Stiles gapes at him for a second trying to regroup. Derek raises his finger to his mouth, gesturing to be quiet and then points at the door. Stiles looks over seeing his dad approach and he launches out of the chair, scrambling for the door. He grabs the door pulling it mostly shut, standing in the doorway nervously. “What’d you say?” Noah asks. “What?- I said ‘Yo dad’” Stiles says as calmly as possible, shrugging off the response. “Listen, I got something I gotta take care of, but um… I’m gonna be there tonight, I mean, your first game.”

“My first game. Great, awesome uh… good” Stiles says. He was trying very hard to stay chilled out so his dad would leave as quickly as possible or even worse, step inside his room. Noah pauses for a moment, smiling at his son. “I’m very happy for you” he says. “And I’m really proud of you” he adds. “Thanks. Me too I’m happy and proud” Stiles says. The awkwardness is so thick in the air around him he just wants the moment to end. “Of myself” he adds.

“So they’re really gonna let you play right?”

“Yeah, dad I’m first line.”

“I’m very proud.”

“Me too.”

Noah moves in, pulling Stiles into a hug. “Hugy” Stiles mumbles, pulling away awkwardly. “Hugy hugy…” he trails off. Noah frowns at his son for moment. “See you there” he says, turning for the stairs. “Take it easy” Stiles says. Stiles drops his head back against the door letting out a sigh of relief, practically deflating against the door. He slips back into his room only for Derek to pin him against the door. “If you say one word-” “What, you mean like ‘hey dad, Derek Hale’s in my room, bring your gun’?” Stiles interrupts. Derek bites his tongue for a moment, letting go of Stiles. He doesn’t have the upper hand in this situation so he can’t exactly force him to submit.

“I mean, do you have a death wish?! My dad is the sheriff!” Stiles says. “You can’t stay here, man” he adds. Derek nods and backs away from Stiles. Stiles moves back over to his desk and studies him for a moment. “I’m guessing you’re here for a progress report” he ventures. “Scott didn’t get the necklace?” Derek asks. “No, he’s still working on it…but there’s something else we can try.” Derek steps forward, shrugging as if to ask, ‘What?’.

“The night we were trapped at the school, Scott sent a text to Allison asking her to meet him there.”

Derek frowns. “So?” he says.

“So, it wasn’t Scott.”

“Can you find out who sent it?”

“No, not me…but I think I know somebody who can.”

Derek nods, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“Okay now…out you go” Stiles says, waving his arm at the window.

“Where am I supposed to go, Stiles?” Derek asks.

“Oh, I don’t know, have you thought about hiding out with the only person who likes you?” Stiles suggests. Stiles stares at Derek, unable to read his expression. “Personally, I think it’ll make for a fantastic birthday surprise.” Stiles flashes Derek a shit-eating grin and Derek rolls his eyes. “Don’t worry, she never locks her window. Now would you please go?” Stiles says, waving his arm at the window again.

~~🌻~~

Dani swung by Taco Bell after school and hit the Dollar Cravings Menu for some grade A stress eating. She bought two twelve packs of Cinnabon Delight’s and a large Dr. Pepper. She’s spent the last five minutes just driving. Dani’s been overemotional for a good portion of the afternoon and she has no idea what to do with herself. She just knows that she doesn’t want to go home. She wants somewhere safe to go. That’s not home, or school, or the diner, or Derek’s, or Stiles’s. That leaves only one option left. Dani quickly turns around and heads toward the only safe place she has left.

Dani pulls into the driveway of the Argent’s house and parks Chloe. She takes off her seat belt and inhales deeply. She lets out the breath in a heavy sigh, her emotions starting to get the better of her. Dani grabs her Taco Bell bag and drink before getting out of her car. Her chest feels so tight it almost hurt. She walks across the driveway to Mr. Argent’s SUV, knowing it’s unlocked, and climbs into the backseat. Her last safe place.

Chris is in the kitchen washing the dishes that had been left in the sink from breakfast. He rinses off the last pan and bends over, setting it in the dishwasher. He dries his hands off with a paper towel before quietly making his way over to his study, at the front of the house. He sits down at his desk and opens his laptop. He glances out the window for a moment and frowns when he sees Dani’s car. Allison isn’t home right now, and he didn’t hear Dani come inside earlier. Where is she? Oh.

Chris steps out on the front porch, closing the door behind him. He glances over at Dani’s car as he walks down the steps, moving towards his SUV. He reaches the car and opens the door. His frown melts off his face in an instant at the sight. There’s Dani, stuffing a Cinnabon Delight in her mouth, eyes full of tears, her messy hair sloppily tied back in a slouching bun, her cheeks stained from trails of tears, sniffling. She looks up from her bag and gives him the tiniest smile before going back to chewing. Chris sighs, climbing into the backseat and pulls the door shut. He watches her quietly, eyes full of concern. She’s a wreck. He wants to reach for her, to hold her, but he doesn’t want to push her. The car is quiet for a while, except for the occasional sniffle or slurp of Dr. Pepper.

“Hey” Chris starts. “Hi” Dani says in a small voice, not looking up from her bag of delights. Chris turns his body so he’s facing her. He reaches over, touching her thigh. “Dani” he says softly, trying to draw her out. Dani shifts her attention from the bag to Chris’s face. Her eyes are glassy, full of tears and she sniffles again. “I didn’t want to go home” she says. Chris nods, studying her. “What’s wrong?” he asks, gently. Dani tosses her hands up, giving a distraught sigh. “So many things” she whimpers. Chris sits quietly, watching her face, and waiting.

“What happened?” Chris asks after a moment. Dani remains silent, eating another Cinnabon Delight. “Dani, do you trust me?” he asks. Dani nods. “Then talk to me” he says. “I don’t-” Her voice breaks and she trails off, shaking her head. “You can’t eat an elephant in one bite, so how do you eat an elephant?” Chris asks. Dani shrugs, taking a sip of her Dr. Pepper. “One bite at a time” he says. He taps her knee, getting her attention again. “Start slow, tell me little by little.”

“No,” Dani whimpers. Chris frowns, watching her take in a shaky breath and pulling her sleeves over her hands. “Because then I’ll start crying” she says. She brings her sleeve-covered hands to her face, pressing the soft cotton fabric to her face to dry the tears that were already threatening to fall. “Crying isn’t something to be ashamed of,” Chris says. “Well, that’s how I feel about it,” Dani says letting out a sigh. “Dani…I want to help, but I need you to tell me what’s going on- to tell me what you’re feeling so I can try.”

Dani lifts her head, meeting his gaze again. The pain in her expression only makes Chris’s concern grow. He’s never seen Dani like this. He’s sure not many people have. Dani takes a deep breath and wipes her eyes again. “Do you know what…a friendship breakup is?” Dani asks. Chris nods slowly. “Yes, I do” he says. “Yeah…Jackson walked out on me today” Dani says quietly. “My oldest friend.” Chris lowers his head slightly. He knows how it feels to lose someone you’ve been close with for a long time. He’s lost more than a few with his line of work. Just because it happens often doesn’t mean it makes it any easier.

“I won’t beg him to stay. If he wants to leave, fine.” Dani says. “It’s fine…” Chris looks over at her again. “It’s okay to be angry, Dani” he says. Dani shakes her head, a tear slipping down her cheek. She sighs, looking away. “It’s a waste of time” she says softly. They sit in silence again, Dani eating another delight. Chris thinks on her words, rolling them over in his head before coming to a small conclusion. “Dani” he says, getting her attention. “Do you think a part of why you are so upset is because of your father?” He asks. Dani’s jaw clenches and Chris notices. “Something happened with Jackson that you don’t totally understand and now he’s leaving you” he adds. “I see the parallel” Dani says quietly.

The last time Dani crawled into his backseat she told him about what happened with her father and how he left. That was a long afternoon. She told Derek a piece of the puzzle about a few weeks ago when they were resolving a fight after he’d been shot. Chris is the only one who’s heard most of the story. She didn’t tell him everything, I mean, how could she? She’s been trying to void those memories her whole life. “Are you okay?” Chris asks, pulling her from her thoughts. “No” she says. Chris nods. “Well, before you go anywhere else in that head of yours, I need you to know that I’m not going anywhere. I promise you that. I will always be here for you and you can always count on me to leave my car unlocked for you to hide in” he says. Dani gives a short laugh, a smile replacing her pained expression. “There it is…” Chris says softly, brushing his index finger against her cheek.

Chris watches her for a moment. “You done talking, huh?” he says. “Yeah” Dani answers. Chris nods and leaves it at that. He reaches over, pulling her across the seat and into his arms. Dani sighs and nuzzles into his chest, feeling his warmth seep into her. “Thanks Mr. Chris” Dani says softly. “You’re welcome, sweetheart” he says, kissing the top of her head. They sit in a comfortable silence, Chris rubbing her back and Dani’s head tucked under his. “I’m sorry about your birthday” he says softly, breaking the silence. “Me too...” Dani whispers. “You’ve got some unpacking to do on this one, kid” He says. Dani sniffles, “Yeah I know.”

#WAFR #what a furry ride #Daniella McCall #derek hale x daniella mccall #derek x daniella #dani mccall #derek hale #derek hale imagine #Scott McCall #scott mccall imagine #stiles stilinski #stiles imagine #stiles stilinksi imagine #teen wolf #teen wolf imagine

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"A Memory Long Repressed" One-Shot Aftermath

To avoid confusion with some of the details, this follows the events of my old 100 followers one-shot, "A Memory Long Repressed", which can be found here.

You could say this commemorates my 300th post on this blog or that I'm almost to 250 followers, but I'm not really treating it as either. I just realized there is more I could've done, plus I'm bored and writing one-shots feels like a good warm-up for bigger projects.

Lord Frieza, emperor of most of the known universe, was confined to the Briefs' dining room with two young boys looking over his shoulders.

"Ugh... This is boring..." The Briefs' boy, Trunks, whined from Frieza's right side.

"You know, you guys don't have to watch me." Frieza rolled his eyes as he continued his work. He worked on a teal illuminated screen, managing reports while he was away from his empire, at least until his ship was fixed.

"Yeah, but, don't you have any games or anything on here?" Trunks started to reach a finger out to tap the screen, causing the lizard emperor to shift it to the side.

"It doesn't have games! It's a datapad that I need for important-"

"Not even Tetris?"

"Or Mahjong?" Goten, at the left side, proposed.

"Or Minesweeper?"

As Frieza began to slowly lose his patience, Bulma called out from behind them. "Boys, please leave Frieza to do his work in peace!"

"But, Mom-"

"I mean it, Trunks. He could very well destroy you if he felt like it!"

To validate Bulma's point, Frieza showed a single finger aglow with the red energy of a Death Beam. "She means it~" He taunted with a smile.

The two half-Saiyan boys jolted. "Ahh... Let's get out of here, Goten." Trunks was in a cold sweat as he and Goten took off.

Bulma entered carrying baby Bulla in her arms. "Sorry about that, they're kind of antsy and I know you have a short fuse..."

"Ah, no matter. Those two are mere gnats."

"...and it probably didn't help that we found Goku eavesdropping on your story yesterday."

Frieza's eyes narrowed. "I'd prefer to forget that... There is only so much of that monkey I can tolerate."

At that moment, Vegeta, dressed in training sweats and carrying a mug of coffee, entered. "Okay, what did Kakarot do this time?"

"Oh, speak of monkeys and they shall appear..." The Icejin muttered under his breath, rolling his eyes.

"Well, good morning to you too, freeloader."

Frieza simply laughed at this. "How hypocritical of you, speaking of freeloading as if it wasn't how you managed to acquire your woman."

"Okay, that's it!" Vegeta growled, setting down his mug and preparing to take a swing at the lizard emperor.

"Vegeta, enough!" Bulma interrupted, clearly irritated. "You're going to make the baby cry and I'm not planning on replacing the dining room table again." Vegeta went red in the face, apologizing under his breath.

"Hmph... Serves you right~"

"That goes for you too, Frieza."

The emperor's eyes widened. "What?!"

"Look, I'm not saying you should be best friends or anything, but could you two lay off the fighting until Jaco gets here with the repair parts tomorrow?"

"Fine..." The two sighed.

"No promises, though~" Frieza added.

"Now, as I was saying... What the hell did Kakarot do?"

"Well, he kind of used his Instant Transmission to listen in on us..." Bulma explained. "...like a creep."

"So? What else is new?" Vegeta sarcastically replied.

"It was at somewhat of a bad time. Frieza was discussing somewhat of a sensitive subject. He was talking to me about his s-" Bulma soon realized and stopped herself short, so as not to be beheaded by an angry lizard.

"No need to cut yourself off, Bulma. Vegeta was part of my army long enough to know about Kuri." Frieza explained.

"Yeah, that little brat. That kid was a real pain the a-"

Vegeta was interrupted by a sudden firing Death Beam. He managed to duck beneath it, causing the red laser to instead shatter a stemmed glass on a nearby counter.

"Vegeta!"

"Why are you yelling at me? Frieza was the one who fired the..." He trailed off when he realized his wife was having none of it. "Never mind... Now, if we're done here, I'm heading out to train. Call me when lunch is ready."

The prince stormed off toward the nearby screen door, only to stop in his tracks. "Bulma?"

"What is it, Vegeta?"

"I don't recall hearing it was going to storm today."

"Then, you'd better not go out." Frieza replied as he returned to his datapad. "Who knows? You might get electrocuted, unless your spiky hair can double as a lightning rod."

Bulma took a brief glance out of a nearby window. Sure enough, the sky was dark, as if a storm was brewing. "So, he's found all seven..." She spoke quietly to herself, for she knew why the sky was gloomy.

"Wait, Kakarot has the Dragon Balls?"

"Damn it... I was planning on grabbing those while I was here." Frieza growled, rising from his seat. "When I get over there..."

"...he'll probably be done making his wishes. You shouldn't try to stop him at this point. What did you want to wish for anyways?"

"Probably immortality again." Vegeta scoffed.

"No, I'm past that. Eternal life would mean eternal pain."

"Then, what is your wish?"

"I-I don't have to tell you everything!" Frieza stammered.

"Well, whatever it is, it's probably better than whatever Kakarot wished for."

"Your wish... has been granted." Shenron rumbled in his low voice. As his eyes glowed red, a small being formed in front of Goku. He was reptilian and had a chestnut-shaped jewel for a skull. Copper-colored armor covered his dust-colored scales. He had a few areas of dusty-rose to make his colors pop out and his ruby red eyes were filled with fear.

"W-what...? W-where... am I?" He stuttered.

"Yo!" Goku attempted to casually greet the newly-revived Icejin. "I'm Go-"

He shuddered, immediately firing a bright red laser that barely grazed the Saiyan, burning a small pinhole through the shoulder of his gi.

"Woah, easy now!"

"How I supposed to take things easy? Papa warned me about cretins like you. Do you have a death wish?!" He snarled.

"Listen, I'm not here to hurt you, just hear me out. I know your father. My name is Goku, and I'm a Saiyan-"

"A Saiyan?" The Icejin gave him a shocked and perplexed look. "You don't look like any Saiyan I've ever seen. Then, again, Papa wiped out all but three of you before I was born. You kind of look like the frou-frou princey one, but..."

"Well, you see, the thing is..." Goku soon found himself being closely inspected.

"Hmm... If you're really a Saiyan like you say you are, then where's your tail? And more importantly, why are you not in your Force-regulated battle armor?!"

"Well, I'm not actually part of the Frieza Force, I've been living here on Earth. It's actually a pretty interesting-" Goku was quickly interrupted for the fourth time.

"So, you're a deserter, then?" The Icejin boy's eyes narrowed and his tail flicked uneasily. "Deserters aren't taken to very kindly. Regulations say that you are to be promptly apprehended and annihilated."

"Wait, annihilated?!" Goku gulped. "No wonder Frieza's soldiers are so loyal!"

"Don't worry, you won't be in pain for long. Soon, you will be swiftly disposed of~" His hand started to glow with jagged purple energy. "Now, hold still while I execute you!" He pounced and Goku barely dodged in time.

"Woah, Kuriza sure does take after his father! Not in the way I hoped though!"

Kuriza continued to swing his energy sword in a frenzied manner, lightly grazing Goku. The Saiyan wasn't prepared for his high speed. As he dodged more and more blows, he finally caught sight of his way out of this situation. He quickly latched onto Kuriza's dust rose tail. The energy sword fizzled out.

The young Icejin had a paralyzed look on his face and he looked like he was about to cry. He let out a small nervous squeaking, like air being slowly let out of a latex balloon. After freeing himself from Goku's grip, he sprung away in absolute panic. "Ah! Gross, gross, gross!"

"Are you okay?"

"Of course I'm not okay! Papa told me that Saiyans are riddled with fleas and vermin! How dare you touch me, Prince Kuriza, with your grimy paws!"

"Sorry, Kuriza. I thought I was pretty well-groomed."

"That's Prince Kuriza to you, you walking pest farm! Is there even enough disinfectant in the galaxy to-"

Finally, Goku wasn't the one to be interrupted.

"Hey, Kuriza, don't sweat it. I'm perfectly clean. Besides, you should probably be getting back to your dad soon."

The young Icejin's eyes lit up. "You know where he is? Take me to him now, Saiyan! I command you!"

"Well, Bulma said he would be heading back tomorrow and she probably doesn't want to host anyone else... So..." Goku thought for a moment. "Hey, how about we take you back tomorrow as a last minute surprise?"

Kuriza's eyes narrowed. "Are you refusing me?! I want to go home now, you filthy simian! I'll have you know that I am above you!"

"Well, you're almost above my kneecap."

"I didn't mean it that way, idiot!"

"Sorry, sorry. But, I can take you to my home, just until tomorrow."

"Uhh... I'm not so sure if I could handle being that close to whatever's infecting you..."

"It's alright, Chi-Chi and I shower fairly regularly and we make sure to check for ticks." Goku assured the Icejin.

"Pardon my asking, but what's a 'tick'?"

"Oh, it's a small little bug in the woods that latches to your skin and..." The Saiyan stopped when he saw Kuriza's expression grow more distressed and a green tint forming. "Uhh, let's leave it at that. Come on," He held out his hand and placed two fingers to his forehead. "Let's-" He was soon cut off by a rumbling throat clearing.

"Ahem!" Shenron grumbled. "You still have two more wishes and I can't hang around here all day."

"Oh! Sorry 'bout that Shenron!" Goku embarrassedly scratched the back of his head. "Hehe~"

The next day, Frieza stood watching Jaco at work repairing his ship. Intimidated by the Icejin's piercing glare, the Galactic Patrolman was nervously sweating and working at a fast rate, hopefully to get the tyrant to leave faster.

"What's the rush, Patrolman? I'll have you know I won't be paying you if you mess anything up."

"You didn't say you were going to be paying me in the first place!" The Patrolman protested.

"Exactly."

Jaco sighed as he began slowly continuing, only to have his work commented on again. "Could you go any faster? I do have a schedule to keep and I'd like to return to my empire sometime this century, if that's not too much of a challenge for a galactic boot-polisher such as yourself."

"Jeez, what do you want from me?!"

The Patrolman shuddered immediately after hearing what he had just said, half expecting to feel the heat of a Death Beam at his neck. "Results." Frieza simply answered. "That's all I ask of you."

The tension of the moment was broken by Bulma calling out from outside of the ship. "Frieza! Goku's here!"

The Icejin's eyes narrowed. "What does the monkey want now? If he's trying to pry more secrets out of me, he won't be getting any."

"He says he has something for you."

The tyrant sighed. "Fine... It'd better be a damned apology...” He exited his ship, arms folded and patience limited. Sure enough, Goku was outside, holding a bottle with one hand and holding something behind his back with the other. His characteristic smile was almost sickening. “I was hoping I wouldn’t have to see your face again for the rest of my stay on Earth... yet here we are.”

“Afternoon, Frieza! Sorry that I got your visit off to a rough start a few days ago.”

“And you’re giving it a rough ending too.”

“Listen, I’m sorry I eavesdropped on you back there.” He held up the bottle in his one hand. “Thought I might give you this to show there’s no hard feelings.”

Frieza analyzed the container quizzically. “Where did you get fine wine from Arcos of all places on such short notice?”

“Umm, I kind of used the Dragon Balls to get you that. Couldn’t think of any other wishes.” Goku chuckled a little.

“You what?!” Bulma and Frieza both looked at Goku in shock.

“You used a wish on the one of the most powerful beings alive for a single bottle of alcohol?” Frieza’s tail flicked uneasily. “That wish could’ve made me taller!”

“Wait,” Bulma snickered. “That was going be your wish?”

The emperor glared at the human. “Remember that I could kill you if I felt like it.” Bulma went silent.

“I appreciate the gesture,” The Icejin took the wine from Goku. “Even though I do have plenty of this already. I don’t appreciate how you obtained it though.”

Suddenly, from behind Goku, a small and frustrated voice spoke. “Okay, you gave him the stuff, can I please come out now?” The voice whined. Goku quickly elbowed the being behind him, causing it to yelp in displeasure.

“Umm, what was that?” Frieza’s eyes narrowed in suspicion.

“Oh, that was probably just my stomach! It growls so loud it almost sounds like a person talking! Hehe~” Goku nervously lied.

“Well, if you have no further interruptions... That Galactic Patrolman should be almost finished up if he has any sense of time, so I must be going-” As Frieza turned to reenter his ship, Goku called out to him.

“Wait!”

The Icejin turned back around. “What more do you want?”

“Umm, there’s a part two to your present.”

“Oh~” Frieza smiled deviously and flirtatiously at the same time. “Are you trying to flatter me, dear Goku? May I remind you, you are a married man. Also, you’re not exactly my type-”

He suddenly trailed off as Goku led a familiar Icejin figure out from behind him. His eyes went wide. The bottle he was holding dropped from his hand, the Dragon Ball wish now shattered and spilled all over the below asphalt. Frieza stammered, looking for the right words to say in this situation.

But, how was he supposed to think of words to say when his son...

His many years dead son...

Stood alive in front of his eyes.

“I-I d-don’t know how to respond...” No one had ever heard Frieza’s voice falter this much- and whoever did was probably killed. An unexpected stream of tears flowed down his face, as if a large emotional reservoir had suddenly given way under pressure. “G-Goku, I-I don’t think this is an appropriate apology gift for eavesdropping, I-I could’ve just taken the-”

“Shh-shh, hey, it’s fine. It just felt like the right thing to do. Finding the Dragon Balls for this kind of stuff is practically no sweat anymore. It felt worth doing for a friend.”

“We’re not really friends, though-” Frieza tried to protest only to be cut off by a catch in his throat.

“Never mind that,” Goku picked up Kuriza, despite his squeamish resistance, and approached Frieza, setting him on the older Icejin’s shoulder. “Just... enjoy this...”

“Kuri…” Frieza started frantically speaking under his breath. “I should have taken you with me... I shouldn’t have left you in the ship... I shouldn’t have left you with Dodoria... I should’ve known better.”

“Papa,” Kuriza whimpered. “It was cold and painful and sad. I-I don’t want to be cold and sad anymore...”

Goku and Bulma simply observed the embrace until Frieza noticed. “What are you still doing here?” His eyes narrowed as he turned around and reentered the ship without another word to the two.

Kuriza, who was still looking over his father’s shoulder, smiled and said, “He means to say ‘thank you’, he isn’t good with that sort of thing.”

And that was the last heard from the two Icejins during their time on Earth.

“Soo...” Bulma asked of Goku. “What else did you wish for with the Dragon Balls?”

“Well, other than Kuriza and the wine, I decided to wish for some Zeni. It’ll make Chi-Chi happy so she’ll let me take off work to train with King Kai-” He suddenly trailed off as he realized.

“Yeah, did you remember to actually revive him this time?”

Goku nervously laughed. “Haha, whoops! Guess I forgot again”

“Damn it, Goku!!” King Kai’s furious screaming rang through Goku’s mind.

Not too long after Frieza’s ship was ready to fly again, he had returned to his empire, and, to everyone’s surprise, he wasn't irritable and seemed to be in higher spirits. More importantly, he was followed by an unusual character that few of the soldiers knew.

In the soldiers’ common area, one of the new female recruits was speaking with an older veteran.

“So, Lemo, seems Lord Frieza’s in a better mood than usual!” She stretched her slim body in her chair. “Good news for us!”

“You say that as if I hadn’t noticed, Cheelai.”

“Yeah, but what’s with it with that little guy that’s almost always behind him? I think he’s a new recruit or some pet Frieza picked up on Earth. But, he’s been walking around here like he owns the place. I think it’s kind of crazy if you ask me-” Cheelai noticed Lemo looking at another nearby table and tensing up. “What’s wrong, Lemo? Why so stiff?”

Kuriza was sitting on top of the empty table.

“Cheelai, show him some respect.”

“What, why? He’s just some kid!”

Lemo elbowed Cheelai, while still remaining mostly stiff. She sighed and positioned herself at attention.

“Evening, subordinates. I’ve been here for such a short time and you already know who’s the boss!” The Icejin started laughing a joyful laugh that was strikingly similar to Frieza’s, but more youthful and higher-pitched.

“He’s like a pint-sized Lord Frieza!” Cheelai commented.

Suddenly, as if cued, Frieza’s panicked voice could be heard through the halls. “Where is he? Where is he?!” Suddenly, the door to the common room opened and a worried Frieza suddenly became at ease. “Ah, there you are, son...”

“That’s Frieza’s son?!” Cheelai looked alarmed, but Lemo was not the least bit surprised at this fact.

Frieza picked up Kuriza from off of the table. “Kuri, you should know better. You’re supposed to tell Berryblue where you’re going. You had me worried sick.” He suddenly turned to Cheelai and Lemo. “I see you’ve already been acquainted.”

“Uhh, of course, Lord Frieza.” Cheelai composed herself.

“Alright, Kuriza, you’ve had your fun with the low-class soldiers, but it’s getting late now. You should be heading to bed.”

“Oh, we won’t hold you up too long.” Lemo apologized. “Have a nice evening, Lord Frieza.”

“And you too, young Kuriza.”

“That’s Prince Kuriza to you~” The young Icejin winked as the two left the room.

#dragon ball super #dragon ball z #one shot #one shot followup #Frieza #Goku #Kuriza #Vegeta #Bulma #Different canon from Broly because I had written the original before the movie was even revealed #Goku already got to the Dragon Balls #But some of the new Frieza Force characters are there #And I put in mention of Frieza's 'Napoleon complex'#Friku hints?#Friku hints #Cheelai #Lemo

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BAD MEDICINE ~Infectious teachers~ [PC GAME] Tojo Kairi (Art) Route Translations (Part 10)

MC’s name is retained as the original MC name Kawana Hina.

* Words within ‘ ‘ are spoken in English – *Spoiler free : Translations under cut!

Prologue / Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4/ Part 5 / Part 6/ Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9 / Part 10 / Part 11 / Part 12 / Part 13 / Part 14 / Part 15 / Part 16 / Part 17 / Part 18 / Doll END / Good END / Bad END / True END / Ruin END

Choice B: Go attend lessons

Hina: (I’ve been undertaking lessons on a daily basis but…)

Hina: (I’m honestly not getting any better.)

Tojo: 1,2,3...1,2,3...

Tojo: ...Hm, that was my leg you stepped on yet again. How many times does that make this?

Tojo: Really...

Hina: I apologize...

Hina: (I’ve done nothing but to inconvenience him.)

Tojo: I’m not angry so don’t feel down just because of it.

Hina: ...You’re not angry at me?

Tojo: Of course I'm not. Why, do you doubt me?

Hina: Yes…? Because I've not been making any progress at all.

Tojo: But you're putting in the effort, aren't you? I can see your efforts are least.

Tojo: Now, once more. If I may have your hand, dear princess of mine…

Tojo: Don't just concentrate solely on your feet.

Tojo: I don't want you to step on my foot but at the same time, don't be afraid to do so.

Tojo: Ouch! ...And you did it right after I said so.

Hina: S-Sorry!

Tojo: Haa...

Hina: I'm really sorry about that...

Tojo: I'm not exactly angry at you.

Tojo: I've polished my skill at keeping my patience from wearing thin ever since I started having these dance lessons with you.

Hina: Ugh...

Tojo: But your dancing skills, or lack thereof... That was admittedly a great miscalculation on my part.

Hina: (It's just as he says, I have utterly no talent when it comes to dancing…)

Hina: (Haa...This is disappointing.)

Tojo: ...Ahh, forgive me for I have said too much. Now, again.

Hina: (I have to try my hardest to do this right this time!)

Tojo: 1,2,3...1,2,3...

Tojo: Hehe… Is this because I said that you lacked talent? Seems like you've finally gotten serious about this.

Tojo: You're doing great. Now, just match yourself to my rhythm…

Hina: Right...

Tojo: You’re doing brilliantly.

Hina: (Huh? I feel as if he’s closer to me than before...)

Hina: (I don’t think I’m imagining it?)

Tojo: ...What’s wrong? You’ve become quite fidgety.

Hina: Umm...Right… Aren’t you a little too...Close?

Tojo: My, my… Are you feeling all hot and bothered? A little too late for that, aren’t we?

Tojo: It’s only natural for us to be in close proximity with each other if we’re doing ballroom dancing.

Tojo: How about you just get used to it?

Hina: Ugh.

Tojo: You’ll mess up the step sequence if you don’t keep your calm around me.

Tojo: ...Come closer to me.

Tojo: Stop trying to move away from me. Do you even intend to remember the dance?

Hina: Of course!

Tojo: Then do show me your dance of perfection. Obviously, without losing your cool.

Hina: Right...

Tojo: 1,2,3...

Tojo: Fufu, you’re putting too much strength into your shoulders now. Relax…

Tojo: You should place more trust into your partner and entrust your body to them.

Hina: …...

Tojo: Now follow along with my pace.

Hina: ...Haa...Haa...

Hina: (I didn't know that dancing actually takes this much endurance!)

Hina: (I'm already drenched in sweat…)

Tojo: ... What's the matter? You're quite short on breath.

Hina: I apologize...

Tojo: Are you tired?

Tojo: We can't proceed on if you're drained so let's take a short break here.

Tojo: We'll continue once you have caught your breath.

Hina: Spartan...

Tojo: --Spartan? I'm sorry, were you referring to me?

Tojo: I don't really understand why you'd refer to me as such.

Tojo: Who do you think I'm holding these lessons for?

Tojo: It's your fault for being so forgetful, if anything. You should hurry and improve if you really do hate undertaking these lessons so much.

Hina: Yes...

Tojo: ...Even I'll be at a loss if you suddenly act all meek like that.

Tojo: Ahh, look at your hair...It got all messed up.

Hina: (Ah, it really is a mess.)

Tojo: It's the only part of yourself that you can take pride in so you have to take proper care of it.

Hina: (The only, he says.)

Tojo: Fufu, perhaps I should not have put it in such crude terms?

Hina: No, not at all.

Tojo: It's a fact that your hair's truly exquisite. So exquisite that even I feel like running my fingers through it...

Hina: Eh?

Tojo: No, it's nothing you should concern yourself with.

Hina: But I think that your hair is much more beautiful than mine…

Tojo: Of course, that much is obvious. Not just my hair, I take painstaking efforts to care for the other parts of my body as well.

Tojo: That's because I wish to be ethereal. Something that perhaps, you could learn from me.

Tojo: Now then, let's continue with the lesson.

Hina: What!? Already? I'm still not.

Tojo: No can't do. You've already taken your break, no?

Tojo: I can't cut you anymore slack. Come on, hurry and take my hand.

Hina: Yes...

Tojo: Let's do our best for just a little longer. I’m even seeing you through this so you should be thankful for my being here.

Hina: I don’t think I can thank you enough for all this.

Tojo: ...It’s not like I want you to thank me.

Tojo: I didn’t do it to earn your thanks. It’s simply something like a duty of mine.

Tojo: Plus, I’m only here with you everyday because there’s no other way to do this.

Tojo: I can’t exactly put you out before the public in your current state as our school’s representative.

Tojo: My pride would never forgive myself if I did that.

Hina: (He’s not wrong…)

Tojo: Cease the useless banter. 1,2,3...

Hina: (Whoa there, that was close…)

Tojo: You almost stepped on my feet again… Do be careful to keep your feet to yourself.

Hina: Yes...

Tojo: Right. I have to applaud you for your footwork, it wasn’t all that bad.

Tojo: It was way better than before, in fact.

Hina: (I feel relieved now that I’ve made improvement worthy of his praise.)

Tojo: Fufu...Let’s keep going on at this pace.

Tojo: Next will be a turn.

Tojo: Well done. You weren’t all that bad.

Tojo: I think you’ll manage to get by the friendship party one way or another if you carry on at this pace.

Tojo: Although, I’d prefer to see something near perfection when it comes to the day of truth...

Hina: I’ll work hard on my own practices too!

Hina: (Ughh...I’m exhausted. My body feels so heavy.)

Tojo: Are you that worn out? There doesn’t seem to be any strength left in your step.

Hina: I am, actually...

Tojo: How about we end off here for today?

Hina: Eh? But...

Tojo: You’ve been working hard every day and I do plan to be understanding.

Tojo: I’m just saying that I force you to push yourself unnecessarily.

Hina: (Tojo-sensei…)

Tojo: I understand how worn out you are so you should just head home for the day.

Hina: Alright.

Hina: Thank you for taking all the effort to teach me even though I’ve not really been making any progress.

Tojo: I thought I told you earlier that I didn’t want your thanks?

Hina: I just wanted to say it...

Tojo: Are you trying to nose your way up to my good side?

Hina: Of course I’m not!

Tojo: Pft- Well, let’s leave it at that. I’ll accept your gratitude.

Tojo: Although I’ll be happier if you showed me un-failable results of your efforts instead.

Hina: ...Ugh...I’ll do my best.

Tojo: I’ll be expecting things of you.

Hina: (It’s tough...But I have to step up my efforts.)

Hina: (Only till the friendship party is over, at least…)

Hina: What should I do?

Choice A: Go tend to the Blue Rose Garden Choice B: Go attend lessons

#bad medicine infectious teachers #bad medicine infectious teachers game #otome #rejet #translations #tojo kairi #kashu remu #nagihara taiki #yanagi ryota #shido kaname #kuzuha kakeru

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