#you had a crush on the guy who was best friends with zack

[petew21-blog]

Friends for life

This Zack, my best childhood friend. When we were kids, we were basically inspereable. We spent so much time together. We slept over each tohers houses. Even better was the fact that our moms were best frinds. So not only they spend so much time together, but so did we. But that was 6 years ago. Everything changed when my dad died. Zack was there for me, but over time we grew apart. I had to help out my mum with my two sisters and she had to get another job to get enough money for us. Zack's mom on the other hand got divorced and found a new boyfriend. Who I heard didn't really get on well with Zack.

Me and Zack talked from time to time, but it was mainly superficial. Zack was now a very well respected guy in the school. He was always into sports. But now he was a swimmer, basketball and a football player as well. I don't know where he got all that time and energy. Even if we saw each other in the classroom we just smiled or waved at each other. Maybe even this very tiny friendship was the reason why no bullies dared to touch me. Not that Zack would every bully anyone, but if he knew that the other guys bullied someone, he always stood up for that person and ended it. And the bullies even apologized sometimes. That's how respected he was.

So yeah Zack's a jock and I am a classic nerd. Or maybe not classic. I don't really have much time to play games on the computer because of my job, but when I have some spare time I read comic books. So yeah, that makes me a nerd I suppose. And I do quite well at school too. Maybe not the PE, I kinda suck at that, but I get by.

Present time

Me and several other classmates were assigned to start decorating the halls for upcoming prom. Most of my classmates were really excited for that, but not me. I didn't have anyone to go with. Not anyone I wanted to atleast. Ok, I'll say it. I am gay, which complicates things a bit. And the person I would really like to go to prom with is Zack. But that will never happen. Zack is 100% striaght and it would totally ruin his reputation in the school.

But that doesn't stop me from obssessing about him. I saw him a few times in the locker rooms which gave me a pretty consistent image of how he changed over the years. He was pretty much the same Zack I grew up with, but I bet that his junk is much bigger than I remember. Truth be told, Zack was the first (and only) person who I had any sexual experience with. I know it sounds sus, but he only wanted to experiment jerking each other off as most boys do at their younger years. Back then I was really puzzled and didn't know what to do. Now I just wish I could go back to that moment once again.

I was one of the few remaining students. The rest headed to the shops to get their dresses and suits. I told them to leave and that I would finish it by myself, cause I wasn't planning on going anyway.

I entered the gym to get a ladder, to help me set up the last few letters over the door. And there he was, on the other side of the room. Zack was lifting some weights I didn't even know how to name. He noticed me battling with the ladder nd hurried up to help me. I mean... wouldn't you crush about him too?

Zack:"Hey, man. Nobody came to help you with this? It's pretty heavy."

Me:"Hey, no. They all left to get their suits and all. So it's just me now."

Zack:"Oh, that's sad. You need help with something?"

Me:"No, it's fine. It's just final touches. But thanks"

Zack:"All right, man. But if you need, don't hesitate to ask ok?"

He smiled and went back to finish his set.

I was basically drooling, As I was climbing the ladder and trying to reach the letters, I stumbled and grabbed onto a light. I must have been shocked or something cause then I found myself on the floor. But I wasn't on the ground, I was standing. And on the ground was my body, unconcious.

I looked at my hands and they were barely visible. I tried to reach my body but it wouldn't accept my soul. Fuck, am I dying? I tried to call out for Zack but he didn't hear me. I ran to him and saw him lifting his weights. I tried to reach for him, but before I did I felt a force pulling me towards him. And as I was pulled away I felt something being ejected out of his body.

I opened my eyes, looking in front of me. But Zack was gone now. I turned around but he wasn't anywhere. As I looked down, I noticed I was now wearing bright red shorts, and on top of that a very sweaty torso, which definitely wasn't mine. I reached out my hands. Fuck, is this really happening? I searched the pockets and found a phone. In its reflection I saw Zack's face. Oh my god. Did I really just possess Zack's body? And where is he?

The responsible flow of thoughts was now interrupted by the two huge sweaty biceps now in the way where I usually didn't mind them. I flexed and oh my god, the tightness, the strength. I felt amazing.

I knew it was bad, but I just had to give it a try. What if I might never have a chance to do this ever again, I stuck out my new tongue and licked my new shoulder all the way to my biceps. Which also allowed me now to inhale the scent of my sweaty armpit. "This is so amazing!"

I then proceeded to touch my new belly full off abs. "How the hell did he get these?"

"Lot of working out and calorie deficit" a voice called out from the other side of the room, where I was before. And there was my body. Standing.

"Zack? Is that you?"

"Yeah. Would you mind telling me how this happened?"

I wanted to be completely honest, I swear, but I think that he doesn't need to know the part where my soul travelled to his body and was pulled by it.

"So, are we gonna try to reverse it the same way? Cause your body is really hurting from the fall and my body needs to be ready for a game tommorow. So I'm not really sure about that"

"I'm really sorry about that Zack. I mean, you're right that maybe it was my near deth experience that caused this, but I don't know if endangering our lives would allow to swap us back. What if the other one dies and the remaining one will have to keep on living the other ones life?"

"Yeah, you're onto something. Well, we're gonna have to figure out how to pass on as each other."

We spoke some more about how we were gonna live our lives without anyone thinking we have gone crazy.

"Ok, Zack. Just one question. How about... you know. Private stuff?"

"You mean my personal things at home or phone? Well that shouldn't be so bad I think. I don't have many secrets to tell or something, haha"

"No, I mean. Eventually we're gonna have to take a shower or go to a toilet."

"Oh, right. I haven't thought of that. Well, than my body is your body? I mean, I don't really like to think about somebody else using my body like that, but I know you're a good person and all, so I know you'll treat my body well. Maybe just... no sex? Could you do that for me please?"

"Zach, I haven't had sex yet even in my body. I mean, your body is attractive and all so, I know I could get a date in your body or smth, but that's not something I would do."

"Ok, thanks man. Just making sure. And also another thing. I..."

"What is i Zack?"

"Give me a second, it's kind off embarasing for me. I have to jerk off in the evening everyday. If I don't I sometimes have wet dreams the next morning"

"Dude, that's nothing to be ashamed of. That happens, Zack"

"Thanks. I know you mean well, but I just know my body. So I know you'll have to take care of that now or you'll have a very unpleasant morning including the washing of the clothes and bed linens."

I felt Zack dick in my new shorts getting hard just by hearing about this. Not only am I in the body of my crush, but he himself gave me permission to jerk off his dick. How crazy is that?

"Ok, Zack. If that's what needs to be done, I'll do it." I said it in a way to make it sound like I wasn't thrilled to jerk off his dick

"And in exchange I'll get to jerk off your dick. Do you have any other secrets I should know about?"

OH FUCK NO I am not telling him "Well... not really. I think."

"Good, then let's get to it. In case you won't know what to do, just text me and I'll help you"

I was approaching Zack's house. The one where I basically grew up secondary to mine. I knew where all the rooms were. What stuff was placed where. But that was before the death of my dad and before the divorce. Who knows what's different

I entered the house anticipating horrible things. And then a strange man left the restroom. "Hey, dipshit. Back from school already? Jesus fuck. The kids these days. Why don't you get a job kid" he left for the kitchen to grab himself a cold beer and left for the living room.

Now I understand why Zack spent so much time at school doing sports. He didn't want to stay at home longer than necessary.

Anyway, up to Zack's room. His room was not filthy, it was kind of clean, but at the same time it was a but disorganized. Some of his used clothes were lying on the ground. I grabbed one of his boxers and grabbed it to my face. This is my smell now. The smell of my dick. I inhaled and held it to my nose.

As I felt my dick hardening, I didn't waste no time and started undressing myself. Zack's small mirror didn't do the trick for me so I left to the bathroom.

"Ok, modern shower. That's new. Gonna have to give it a go"

I took off all my remaining clothes. I left his necklace on and then just stared at my new reflection in the mirror. How amazing is this?

I touched his jawline, his already growing beard, scratching my hand. His lips, shivering underneath my touch. His beautiful nose. His eyes, that now contained my soul and not his looked a bit different, but same too. I took my right hand and place it on my neck while my left hand was already enjoying the hairtrail blow my stomach.

"Oh Zack, I think you'd be the type to shave. Might do that for you to fully embrace this massive beast" and with that I lowered my right hand that was before resting on my vibrating throat and now started jerking my new dick.

"Just doing what I had been told. Haha"

I jerked faster. I was slightly moaning but not loud enough to cause suspicion with Zack's step dad. I was observing the tense muscles just working hard to get me into the state of pure euphoria.

I was getting close. I couldn't stop myself from moaning. I jerked so hard that the cum flew out of my dick right to the mirror in front of me. Is I stood there, smiling with my semi-hard dick in my hand I just saw the door swung open.

I quickly covered my dick and whole self with a towel, but even the partial view could give the viewer enough information. His step dad was furious

"What the hell you fucker?!? You're jerking off here while you could do some usefull job instead? I will have a very long talk with your mother when she gets here!"

What the hell just happened. Why is he so mad at Zack all the time. He's a student and a busy one at that. I don't know what this guy's problem is

I cleaned up the bathroom and got ready for the next time. Just the fact that I got the privilege to smell Zack's scent all the time and sleep in his bed. But having his body was a whole new level. I never even dreamed of this

The next day was horrible. I started the day with PE at school and let me tell you, that having a great body full of muscles is one thing. But having a weak will to actually do it is another. I was exhausted. I felt like I wouldn't be able to get up again after finishing

I saw Zack aproaching me in my body with a concerned look. I was beggining to worry what was on his mind

Zack:"Hey... umm how was your first night as me?"

Me:"Gotta say that the stepdad you got there is an another level of douchebag. I can't believe how you can live with that"

Zack:"Yeah, he is like that all the time. I don't know what mom sees in him. He's actually super nice to her, but seems to hate me just for breathing"

Me:"Yeah. I'll tell you later. There has been a bit of embarassing encounter"

Zack:"Actually I might ask you about something else first. Last night as I was in the bed I was trying to jerk off your dick, very nice by the way"

Me:"Jesus, don't make it more awkward than it is"

Zack:"Sorry. We'll I was trying to jerk off as I normally would, watching porn and stuff, but I couldn't. Then my mind wandered over to the guy on the video... I have to ask you and don't be afraid to answer. Are you gay?"

Me:"Yeah... I've been meaning to tell you for a long time. Well... since we're already saying everything to each other. I'll just admit it right now. I... I have a crush on you Zack"

Zack:"That was my another question. I have my head filled with thoughts. Very naughty thoughts including my body, so I am happy that you cleared this up and I am not just another self centered weirdo. But the question is. Would you let me suck my dick?"

Oh man

Another story from the inbox: Can you do a classic swap story between a nerd and a straight jock? I always find those to be super hot

Hey guys. Sorry for the great break. I was finishing my exams (I passed them all, yay) and now I am in a different country on an externship trying to figure shit out. But I do have some free time during the day and I get to write a bit about my drafts and the stories in your inbox. And thanks to everyone who texted me all the supportive and kind words :) really appreciate it

[fillthattank]

How about a friend who has a crush on a jock and encourages them into a hot dog eating contest by claiming the jock couldn't do it. The result is a massive belching jock that headlocks his friend and admits he did it for him. Afterword it's the massive jock stuffing his face before bed to give his now boyfriend a comfy place to lay?

James had a crush. A boy who liked another boy. Perfectly normal, the kind of thing that happened to everyone, right?

Of course, that guy he had fallen for had to be Zack. 

Zack, the big bulked up jock, with dark hair and masculine features, who always seemed in a good mood and made a challenge out of everything. Zack, the guy who only really interacted with James when he needed his math homework done. Sure, Zack seemed to like him for it, but Zack liked everyone.

Perfectly normal for his crush to be on the hot popular jock,  he guessed, but not exactly easy. At least, he wasn't the only one crushing on Zack, that was for sure.

"Hey J, what's up!"

James felt a big slap against his shoulder. Before he could turn his head, Zack had alreast bounced into the chair in front of him, the massive jock completely filling the chair. James had spend more time than he'd be willing to admit looking at Zack, and he still couldn't process just how big that guy was.

"Uh, not much. I've finished reading your math paper- had to correct a few things, but you're getting there."

"Awesome dude! You're a real one!"

Zack jumped back up, and pulled James into a big bro-hug. The massive jock's arms pressing against him. Warm and firm. So close, yet so far...

Zack let go of him, then dropped back into the chair.

"You going to the fair Saturday?" He asked.

"Maybe?" James said. That wasn't entirely wrong. James had been wanting to go and watch Zack have a go at all the dumb challenges there. James also worried that spending a whole day pining over a guy out of his league might have a negative effect on his well-being. "You going?"

"Of course! Someone's gotta win all the games," he boasted.

"You think you can win all of them?"

"Nah. I know I can."

"Even the hot dog eating contest?"

"Especially the hot dog eating contest."

"You'd lose, you know?" James teased.

"What? No way J," Zack said, looking extremely offended. He was so cute with that puppy dog look on his face. Especially in contrast with his massive body.

"Yeah Zack, you'd get crushed. You can't be the best at everything."

"Bro that's so untrue," Zack said, on such a serious tone Jay had to force himself not to laugh. "You know I eat so damn much each day. I'm the biggest eater on the team. I gotta fuel these bad boys!"

Zack flexed one of his massive arms. He looked so masculine yet at the time so adorable. James wanted to hug him, but unlike Zack, he didn't dare get so touchy.

"Yeah, but that's a real challenge we're talking about. The amount of food you'd need to win, I don't think your stomach could hold it all. 

"J, my stomach is huge, you know it!"

James sure did. He'd seen how much Zack could put down. He'd seen how bloated he was after meals. Seen him rub that big belly, looking so comfortably full.

"And it's not just belly capacity, it's speed to. I'm not sure you'd do well."

So of course, when saturday came, James found Zack lined up with the other contesters, at the hot dog eating stand. It was a hot sunny day, and Zack had put on a lose fitting tank top, that gave a good view of his beefy arms and a few glimpes at his big pecs.

There had to bee at least 30 contesters, probably closer to 40. Guys, girls, all ages, all shapes and sizes, with a few other jock types like him in the lot. Some just there to have a good time, others clearly out there to win. James could see Zack eyeing up the competition, and he could see them eyeing him up too.

After a quick speech from the announcer, the contest began. Zack was eating like a wild beast. Just shovelling hot dogs into his mouth, barely chewing them, sometimes taking two or three at a time.

Some of the other contestants were using techniques, swallowing their hot dogs efficiently. Clearly, they were out to win as well, and knew what they were doing. Zack was putting up a real fight though, even holding onto a small lead, but his lack of precision had a cost: Zack's belly was bloating much faster than the other contesters. He was swallowing plenty of air.

After 10 hot dogs, Zack's loose tank top was hanging over the round curve of his abs starting to bloat. And after 15, it was clear he had the biggest bloat. Which really said something, as there was a lot more room to fill in the huge jock's beefy body than in the other contestants.

James was both impressed by Zack's performance, a bit worried he might get hurt, and turned on. He knew the jock was very competitive, but this was somethow more intense than what he was expecting.

Over half the contestants had dropped out by now. Some gracefully, others... less so. Some guys were sitting back, nursing a painfully bloated belly, others trying to deflate their overloaded stomachs one way or another.

The contest had become a two man race now, between Zack and another guy called Ethan. Ethan was about the same age as Zack, the same height, and clearly an athlete too, though not the same kind. While Zack was huge and bulky, Ethan was sleek and lean. A runner, likely.

Despite being much more slender, Ethan's long torso gave plenty of room for his stomach to expand. Through his tight shirt, you could see his bloated belly, tracing the outline of his ribcage and making a regular curve. His shirt had lifted up, revealing a comletely flattened belly button.

Most importantly, Ethan was downing it all neatly. He had a technique, that clearly didn't have him swallowing much air at all.

The two jocks were tied at 30, now. Ethan being clean and efficient, Zack brute-forcing his way through.

30 became 35, which became 40. They were both going steady, as their bellies were getting freakishly bloated. A stomach that full had to hurt, even on a big guy like Zack. Ethan's bloat wasn't as big - less air in there, probably, and less muscle than Zack -, but was at least as terrifying, on his lithe frame. At this point he was basically a huge mass of hot dogs and water with a guy around it.

Every extra hotdog was a herculean effort, but they kept going. The crowd was cheering them both on, at this point. Mostly, they were in awe that anyone could eat that much and enjoying the show. James could tell a fair amount were rooting for Ethan, and he couldn't blame them for wanting to see the skinny guy out eat the big massive jock, but he was 200% on Zack's team.

He wanted him to win, but he was also thinking about the aftermath. How would Zack be feeling? What if he hurt himself, or made himself sick? James loved the idea of comforting Zack after overeating, rubbing his overloaded gut, but wasn't that a bit selfish of him? Was he really going to make Zack sick just for his own pleasure? Would Zack even want to be with him after the contest ?

The crowd let out a huge cheer as they both crossed 50 at the same point. Ethan's belly was completely bare by now, sweat pearling on the huge balloon, and Zack's gut was filling up his once loose tank top like it was a compression shirt. Less than half an hour ago, both these guys had flat stomachs, now they looked 12 months pregnant, of that was a thing.

James had seen Zack get very bloated many times, but he'd never seen him - or anyone get this big. Zack couldn't be doing this just for James, he thought. Sure, he'd coaxed him on a bit, but Zack was a competition obsessed jock with a big belly capacity. Maybe he'd even forgotten James had started this by now.

The crowd gasped, and fell silent, making James jolt. Ethan had frozen, his 54th hot dog still in his mouth. Very, very slowly, he moved a hand towards his enormous stomach. It was full. Not full in the normal sense, no, full in the "defying the laws of the human body" sense. Harder than concrete, packed and stretched so tight that he couldn't even swallow his own saliva, let alone a hot dog. No amount of competitive spirit could change that, it was physically impossible.

Ethan grabbed a piece of kitchen roll, to dispose of that last hot dog. Staying neat and clean right up until the end.

The announced walked up to Zack, who had continued eating, getting up to 57, and held up his hand. After staying silent, the crowd broke out in cheers, shouting his name. James liked to think he was the loudest.

Zack was beaming with pride. The joy of victory outweighing having more food than any belly was meant to hold inside him. The jock triumphantly flexed his huge arms, but didn't slap his belly as he usually did after a huge meal. He gave a short victory speech, and shook Ethan's hand. Ethan then sat backon a reclining chair near the stand, as his girlfriend pulled some lotion out of a bag and started rubbing his belly. This looked like something they were used to doing.

"So, did you think I'd win?"

James jumped. As the competition was winding down, Zack had walked up to him.

"Did you really think I couldn't do it?," he said. "Or were you just saying that to get me geared up?"

Zack was towering over James, not just in height but in bulk. He was standing about two feet from him, but his musclegut was so stuffed it was almost touching him.

Zack was trying to look scary and imposing. And James would have been frightened, if it weren't for that smile Zack was failing to hide.

"Because I know why I did it," he continued, swinging one of his massive arms around James shoulder and pulling him into a headlock. James could feel Zack's giant musclegut pushing against him. Like the tire of a truck, firm muscle pushed out by a gigantic stomach filled with food and air.

"I did it to make you proud," Zack said. "And I think it worked."

Neither of them initiated the kiss, it just happened. James wanted to say he couldn't believe it was happening, but right now, he did. It all made so much sense now, and he was very happy for it. He felt so at home, against his big jock's bulk.

"I did think you were going to win," James said, after breaking the kiss. "But you still impressed me. I'm really proud of you."

Zack opened his mouth to speak, but instead...

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRP

It was loud, and long. James could feel the pressure inside Zack's stomach drop. When it was done, they both laughed.

"Duuude, that was crazy," Zack said, pulling James in a bit closer now that his stomach wasn't as cose to bursting. "I'm not sure I've ever burped like that ?"

"You know, I will say, while I never doubted that you were going to win, I was a bit worried at how much air you were swallowing!" James said. "You know you were only supposed to eat the hot dogs, right?"

They both laughed.

"It just happened ! I just knew I was supposed to eat really fast. I mean, it worked, right?"

"It sure did," said James. He shifted a little to the side, and placed a hand on Zack's huge stomach, slowly rubbing it. The tank top which had been so loose less than an hour ago was now so tight it looked painted over his gut.

"I really wanna take it off," Zack explained, "but it's so tight I-"

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP

The next belch was somehow louder than the first, and way onger. Sam could feel his monster stomach deflate, as more of the air he'd swallowed was pushed out.

"How about now?" James said.

Zack gave it a go, bending around a bit, but it was still too tight. The sweat from the contest, the bloat, and the general heat had made the shirt sticky. Eventually, the jock ripped it off, making James laugh and fall for him like it was the first time.

"You look so good," James let out, now Zack was shirtless. "You look perfect."

Zack was. His extremely muscular build was on full display, and jutting out from inder his pecs was a huge firm gut. It was a sight, but it didn't look out of place. As if Zack's huge muscles were there to help carry the weight of his huge stomach. The only thing hotter than that belly on that body was knowing how and why he'd gotten so bloated.

"Hey now," Zack said, with a smirk. "You're not the only one here who likes someone."

He pulled him in for a hug, which turned into a kiss, and then another hug.

"How's that gut feeling?" James asked.

"Okay, now" Zack said. "Gonna be real, it was feeling really tight towards the end. Not too heavy, like the other times I've really stuffed myself, it was just so tight. Like, my stomach was just so bloated, but I've burped a lot of the g..."

On cue, another huge burp came out of the big jock. It went on, and on. By the end, Zack's stomach was sticking out a full 5 inches less than when he'd ended the contest.

"Wanna hear something crazy?" Zack said. Blushing a bit, but clearly knowing James was going to like what happened next. "Now that I've gotten all that air out of my stomach... I'm kinda hungry again?"

*

And boy was Zack hungry. They spent the rest of the afternoon at the fair, jumping from food stand to food stand. James didn't consider himself a particularly small eater, but even without having eaten anything so far, Zack still out-ate him 3 to 1. Sometimes Zack would order huge portions for both of them, and then "have" to finish James'.

Zack still wanted to participate in as many games as possible, even weighed down by a giant bloated stomach. Usually it got in the way, though he still managed to win the high strike. He let out another heavy burp after winning, which just made him hungrier.

That happened many times. Each time Zack's belly was starting to reach it's limit, he'd burp some more, and feel hungry again. They repeated the cycle a few times over, untill...

"Jaaaaaaaaaaaames I'm so stuffed," Zack said, falling back onto his bed. They'd stayed until near the end of the fair, and despite being already at his limit Zack had grabbed a bag of snacks to eat as they went to his place.

"For real?" James teased. The huge muscular jock was lying back, with a gigantic belly sticking up high, high into the air. Sticking out at a right angle from under his meaty pecs, curving as a perfect ball, down to his crotch. At the fair, he had looked so strong and masculine, carrying that big musclegut with ease, but now, weighed down by the massive volume of food inside him, he just looked so cute.

"For real. I think I need a belly rub," Zack said, with the biggest puppy dog look on his face. He was so perfect.

James pounced onto the bed, snuggled up against Zack, and kissed him as he started rubbing his belly.

[kissami]

profiles

MOSQUITO SERIES MASTERLIST

Y/N KISARAGI

• baking and pastry arts major

• cat lady

• had a fling with Zack Fair over the summer

• ex girlfriend of Sephiroth

• best friends with Vincent and Aerith

• her spam is free therapy for her

•has a thing for dudes that have blue eyes apparently

CLOUD STRIFE

• psychology major

• major abandonment issues

• trust issues

• cousins with Zack fair from his mom’s side idgaf

• has huge HUGE heart eyes for Tifa…for now…

TIFA LOCKHART

• friends with literally everyone

• besties with Cloud

• has a pet patriot named Cherry that loves to mimick Cloud

• owns a café with her uncle

• confuses everyone making them think she’s flirting but is just chill that way🤷🏻‍♀️

VINCENT VALENTINE

• extremely gae

• loves his girls but doesn’t show it at ALL (little slips here and there)

• is a music major specifically jazz

• only has twitter to make y/n feel better on her spam account when she has her 1000th breakdown of the day

AERITH GAINSBOROUGH

• a business major

• what’s to own her own flower shop after college

• needs reassurance every five seconds

• happy girl with dark thoughts kind of girl

• occasionally steals y/n’s cats

• has a crush on Zack

ZACK FAIR

• in college with a football scholarship…says it all

• wants to be a Astrophysics major

• nice guy does not finish last

• a player high key

• mixed feelings about y/n

• likes aerith a LOT.

SEPHIROTH

•if down bad was a person it’s him when it comes to y/n

• loves people who are hard to get

• torments cloud a lot

• has mutual custody with one of y/n’s cats

• has a ‘hate me with everything in you’ fetish…weird

• computer science major after his father…

•with a new girl 24/7 ngl

YUFFIE KISARAGI

• ART MAJOR

• did culinary to follow after her cousin

• y/n and her can never be left alone at family parties because they will make the kids fight

• y/n is her role model but will never say it

[koiiiji]

Omg I can tell Jake is ur fav or one of them! He’s so popular! So what’s ur fav characters?? (Omg u thought wb was a harem??😂 imagine 😳 but is Jay the main character still and everyone just wants to fuck him??)

uuuh i love Jake but i don’t understand yet, do i like him as bro figure or it’s more hubby?… like i understand that he is good boy and stuff but… like come on, my fave character from wb is Sangho, who seems emotionally unavailable but still hot…

ANYWAY! yes, i love Jake but our feelings questionable😤😤

next! is Sammy. i refuse to call him otherwise, Sammy baby is my boy, not hubby materials but boyfriend who will ruin your psychological health if you broke up. bro deserves to be gapryon son🤚🏻🤧

next! is daniel!!! lookism actually one of those main characters who i like, he can be cute, he can be badass, he can be goofy, it seems like he can be anything - baby boy✨🎀

next! goo kim🤭😍🫶🏻 from what i can see now, we would be best bros, i swear, he seems funny and cool, but this bro literally is snake (and i like it!) im only about to learn more about him but so far i like the fact that he have secret friends while Gun have hires(?) like seems that he cares more (he prob doesn’t but i like to be delulu)

next! vasco another baby😭🤧 he had that line recently “to win over bad boys i should became bad boy myself “ RRRRRAH YES MY BABY *bark bark*i cant wait to see his training arc, my boy about to be more bulky. i like how naive he can be sometimes😭✨💗🎀

honorable mention: jay hong, jace, JARRY and that two bros of Jake, kouji and zack lee🥹🫶🏻

and i thought that harem is about shelly… like i thought “okay this blonde bro is her bro who protects her from this two gangsters one of them def had crush on her (wooin and joker) while that black haired guy is her bf” idk i learned later that it’s about cycling but i still like idea about boys harem over one girl (OH REALLY?! NOT REALLY NOTICEABLE WITH ALL MY MALE X FEM X MALE FICS)

[avada-kedavra-bitch-187-books]

First off i highly recommend the Lily gold books they are why choose

Each book of hers had an extra 3 chapters in an epilogue type book .

- Faking with benefits

WANTED: Three fake boyfriends. Must be tall, ripped — and willing to teach me how to kiss.

My name is Layla Thompson, and I am undateable.

Seriously. I’m twenty-eight and I’ve never had a boyfriend. And with my thirties rapidly approaching, I’m starting to lose patience.

Lucky for me, I have three overprotective best friends who are all-too-eager to help hone my dating skills.

There’s Zack, the huge rugby player with the cheeky grin and rippling biceps.

Josh, the boy-next-door with the sculpted jaw and calculating stare.

And Luke, the silver-haired divorcee… who also happens to be my old professor.

After a bad date leaves me crying on their shoulders, the three men are determined to help me find a guy. Together, they agree to be my ‘practice boyfriends’, and come up with a lesson plan packed with fake dates, make out sessions, and classes on flirty texting. In return, I just have to make an appearance on their relationship advice podcast once a week. Easy.

But as my lessons become more and more intense, we soon find ourselves getting in too deep. Every stomach-fluttering touch lingers a little too long, and every molten kiss ends in fireworks. It’s not long before I realise that their friendship isn’t enough for me anymore. I want more.

The guys have been teaching me how to get a boyfriend, and now it’s time I put their lessons to the test.

Three times over.

Faking With Benefits is a sizzling fake dating romance featuring multiple love interests, tons of molten fake relationship heat, and a whole lot of heart. No cheating, and an ultra-sweet HEA guaranteed!

- Nanny for the neighbors

‘To the boys in apartment 5A. Congratulations. You have a kid.’

That’s what the note attached to the abandoned baby carrier says. And now my three gorgeous neighbors are in deep trouble. None of them have a clue how to look after the baby that’s been left on their doorstep.

Luckily, there’s a nanny in the building. I can barely believe my eyes when the sizzling boys next door come knocking for my help. The truth is, I’ve been secretly crushing on the guys in 5A for years—and now I finally have an excuse to meet them all.

There’s Jack, the sweet, nerdy game designer with the infectious smile.

Cyrus, the flirty dancer whose smooth moves melt my brain into goo.

And Sebastian, the ripped businessman with the smoldering stare.

Every day, I go to their apartment to take care of the baby.

And every night, they take care of me. It doesn’t take long for our arrangement to get steamy. Soon, I’m falling for all three of them.

It’s a dangerous game. These men are my bosses, not my boyfriends, and I’ve already told them that romance isn’t in the cards. But every molten look and stomach-fluttering kiss is making it harder for me to stay strong. And when work threatens to tear our fragile family apart, one thing becomes very clear:

I’m sick of being the girl next door.

It’s time this nanny got a promotion.

Nanny for the Neighbors is a full-length reverse harem romance featuring beautiful men, scorching drama, and tons of found family sweetness. No cheating, and an ultra-cute HEA guaranteed!

- Triple duty bodyguards

One celebrity diva in trouble. Three overprotective bodyguards determined to keep her safe.

As one of the world’s most hated celebrities, I’m used to unwanted attention. But when I wake up one morning to find a mysterious man has broken into my house, I know I need security, fast. Enter “The Angels”, my three ex-military bodyguards:

Glen, the Scottish sweetheart with the scarred face and gentle hands.

Kenta, the long-haired soldier with the tattooed skin and secretive smile.

And Matt, the blue-eyed, bad-tempered leader haunted by his military past.

Having three gorgeous men guarding me 24-7 sounds like a dream come true, but it turns out to be a nightmare. They’re always here, watching me. Caring for me. Protecting me. They tell me to ignore them and go about my business, but I can’t even think with them so close. The spark is too intense.

On top of that, we don’t get on. They think I’m a demanding diva. I think they’re overdramatic. When a trip to America sends the guys’ protective instincts into overdrive, the sizzling tension between us finally breaks, and I learn my bodyguards’ biggest secret: they want me.

All three of them.

Meanwhile, my stalker’s behaviour is becoming more and more alarming. He’s photographing me through windows and following me in the shadows. With the premiere for my next movie coming up, will my three bodyguards be able to keep me safe from his clutches? Or will my terrifying pursuer finally get his deadly way?

Triple-Duty Bodyguards is a full-length military romance featuring multiple love interests, stomach-fluttering suspense, and smoldering romance. No cheating, and an ultra-sweet HEA guaranteed!

- Three Swedish mountain men

Three ripped, gorgeous men. One secluded Swedish mountain cabin. It looks like my vacation is about to heat up…

After my ex-boyfriend makes me the target of a cruel online hate campaign, I know I have to get away. The last thing I expect on my trip to Sweden is a moose standing in the middle of the road — or the mysterious, bearded ranger who pulls me from my wrecked car.

Now a storm’s brewing, and I’m being carried into a secluded mountain cabin by a Nordic God rippling with muscle. Inside, I’m greeted by three sizzling-hot Swedish mountain men:

Riven, the cool, collected doctor with the muscled arms and the impeccable bedside manner.

Eli, the flirty ski instructor with the charming smile and dimples I’m dying to kiss.

And Cole, the rugged blonde ranger with the ice-blue eyes and a hammer to rival Thor.

Trapped inside the cabin, we only have the roaring fire—and each other—to keep warm. And things heat up fast. These men look like Gods, kiss like angels, and best of all, they love sharing me. It feels too good to be true.

But I’m not who I say I am. When my mountain men find out my true identity, will they be able to forgive my lies and love the real me? Or will my painful secret shatter our relationship to pieces?

THREE SWEDISH MOUNTAIN MEN is a scorching stand-alone reverse harem romance, filled with love, adventure, and three sinfully gorgeous heroes. No cliffhanger, no cheating, and HEA guaranteed!

[transgender-catboy]

Had a dream I went to a water park/pool with my mom. Was pretty cool actually, made me miss her a lot tho. Kinda fucked me up for the rest of the day tho, that part sucked.

[6okuto]

HEY HI I HOPE YOU'RE DOING GUCCI AND DRINKING WATER BUT ANYWAYS im respectfully asking,,,,,,,since u finished playing error143,,,,,,will u start writing for Micah Yujin? Im asking for a friend (im the friend)

— micah yujin boyfriend hcs

say no more. this post got Very long and i could still easily make a part 2. um. opens reqs just for micah for a while.../hj? actually /srs. gen srs. maybe just for the next 2/3 days . hit me up i guess. LOL? and i definitely suggest joining the discord server bc lots of people share stuff too!! i don't go by nia outside of tumblr but let me know if ur in there and we can find each other😘 ALSO go check out the patreon and kickstarter!!! Deserved.

first of all i just want to say i associate crush on you by soul fro and dum di dum very strongly w him (the guy Is singing at a girl though !!) it's vry cute like i just imagine him singing/singing it together. please. can anybody hear me. hello?

^ singing songs together. dancing together. come on. like. making time by rex orange county. habang buhay by zack tabudio (JENNY SAID MULTILINGUAL MICAH WHO'D CALL YOU MAHAL KO! i can't understand tagalog but pinoys...we win.)

he sings you to sleep whenever you ask and also just,, randomly. if he finds out your favourite soft-ish song he will Sing It

gets matching stuff all the time. plushies, clothes, charms,, etc etc. some of them are serious and some are done ironically (im he's / she's / they's shirts . also you know that old lockscreen thing that was like,, "what are you doing looking at his phone?" LOL.)

^ also you know those best friend necklaces. LOL

Listen to me. grabs your face. Micah making custom emojis of you/you and him. CAN YOU HEAR ME? HELLO?

would most definitely recreate Those couple photos. you know the meme ones

would do a tiktok trend if you asked (prank him w any trend you want). the one trend that isn't couple specific i can see him doing is when someone is like,, "hey, want some ___?" and person b says "no thanks." and person a turns around,, but when they turn back person b has their mouth wide open and is standing right in front of them DO YOU KNWO WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT. anyways.

would send you "this could be us" "us?" memes

^ sends a meme that says "oooh you wanna kiss me so bad" from across the room and watches as you open it . when you make fun of him and (inevitably) come over he goes "Oh? did you want something, angel?" YOU ARE SO ANNOYING! KISS ME!

loves finding out new things about you every day since.. you meet so quickly... mentally checks everything he can use for gifts or something

Celebrating Micah's Birthday :) all he wants to do is spend the day with you,, doesn't matter what you do he'll be happy. share a cake with him and get a thoughtful gift and he'll get very emotional (thinks about how he cried eating his first cake on his 19th because he had no one to share his success with. my eye twitches and my fingers claw at the table)

YOUR BIRTHDAY? come on now. he's going to figure out the perfect plan based on what you want. "what? did you doubt The micah yujin would know exactly what you'd love? you wound me, angel." but he makes sure to have time set up where it's just you two so he can be all sappy and alone with you

many different scenarios with gaming. if you don't have a lot of experience micah will happily teach you and won't really make fun of you until later. if you compete he calls hacks if you beat him. would say you have to do whatever you want if he wins. it's like, a kiss or ordering food LOL?

playing minecraft with micah means finding the perfect balance. a relationship is 50/50 one person is decorating and farming and the other is mining and bringing home the goods (who's to say who's who)

if you played like, Raft with him there are So many moments where one of you threatens to leave the other on the island. the distress on his face while he's yelling about the shark please

you and skrunkly are his lockscreen/homescreen For Sure. not even a question.

if skrunkly picks you over him at any point he dramatically gasps and falls the floor clutching his heart or something . "Skrunkly...How Could You?" "This is the ultimate betrayal..."

^ considered a partial win for him if he gets to take pics of both of you

^ WILL you match outfits w skrunkly. yes. do it. family photo?

for the love of god. matching moon and star necklaces. listen to me.

wants you to show him around town !! he came all this way, won't you show him your favourite spots? :( goes around and makes "welcome to our daily vlog" jokes (said by girl who does the same thing)

if you want him to meet your friends/parents he sorta,, "wow, are we getting that serious now?" and has a teasing smile but he's sweating a little i think. he'll be Fine. seriously he's extroverted and charming in his own way but wow

would walk up and jokingly hit on you as if you don't know each other. uses the cheesiest lines he can think of obviously

^ if anybody says you two look cute together he does Not let it go. why are you grinning so big. i will cry rn

lots of pranks. they're silly pranks don't worry but there are pranks for sure

getting happy meals together for the toys. i won't apologize. (girl who has the sonic and minions happy meal toys And boxes on one of her desk)

since it's micah's first relationship he really truly wants to try so many things with you. you get to be his first kiss!! first to do cheesy couple things with!! he is so happy!! oh my god!!!!

if one of you is going somewhere alone he'll always make sure to find you to say goodbye. umm. hear me out. micah doing the thing where he places his hand at the back of your head to bring you close and kiss your forehead. can you hear me be honest

first time he sees you wearing something that's his micah's brain goes WEE OO WEE OO eyes shoot out of their sockets train whistle error screen malfunction

micah would ask you to feed him as a joke but if/when you actually do his face heats up and he gets all flustered. when he notices your hand ready to catch any food that falls and he's like oh Wow.

goes to your phone and saves himself in your contacts as something like,, "the beautiful amazing handsome perfect love of my life forever" and yours is "loser" when you manage to get his phone LIEK.

micah would do movie marathons with you. i know he'd watch all the barbie movies with me and i know he has very strong opinions about them I Know He Does LISTEN TO ME!

don't trust this guy around a shopping cart. are you going in? is he going in? you don't know.

don't make jokes about him sending you money because he most definitely can and will.

not a headcanon but thank god micah is not afraid of bugs btw. people who don't want to kill them or bring them outside,, he is here to save the day. he has to. also i did just imagine him taking a bug out then sharing facts he knows about it as if you aren't 3 strides behind him

sorry if you're short. he's putting things on high shelves and making you ask for help. if you decide to just crawl up or use a chair he panics a little What if you Fell?

micah making a playlist of songs that remind him of you

micah being like "...babe, did you get a virus on your computer?" and when you go look the screen just says I <3 U or something. Okay. Can You Relax. get away from me GET AWAY!!

i just think you should do little affectionate things like taking his hand and kissing his knuckles/fingers. then just walk away. it's delightful

this is So specific to a joke me and my irls have but micah would roll and claim characters on your mudae wishlist then hold them over you but ultimately gift them. especially if you're like US and you have PROBLEMS! (will become violent /hj i'd hit him with a pillow)

sometimes when he's awake for some reason and you're not,, he'll just watch you and maybe trace random shapes on your arm/play with your hair if he can . he loves you a lot btw did i mention that. did you know that. did yo

[stargazing-imagines]

I Choose You ( Slater x Fem!Reader )

Description : both Zack and Slater have a crush on you and they make you choose who to take to the prom

Pairings : Zack Morris x Fem!reader , Slater x Fem!reader

Warnings : bad writing

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It was a few days before the prom and you were in your room getting ready for bed until you heard your door open

"Y/n you need to chose," said Zack as he pushed Slater so he could enter first

"I bed your pardon?" You asked as you were confused as to why two of your best friends were in your room

"Y/n who are you taking to prom?" Asked Slater, you stood up and groaned

"Please don't make me choose between you guys! I like the both of you," you said as you sat on your bed

"So who are you taking?" Asked Zack You sighed

"Let me sleep on it and I'll let you two know Tomorrow morning," you said as you pushed the two boys out of your room while Zack lingered a little bit

"Leave you doof," you said as you pushed Zack out of the room

-----

It was the next day and you were walking down the bayside hallway with Lisa and Kelly right at your hip, 

"So you finally made a choice?" Asked Lisa, you nodded your head with a smile before opening your locker after you opened your locker Slater and Zack popped out from behind the lockers with zack at the bottom and Slater at the top. 

"So who is it going to be?!" Asked Slater and Zack at the same time as the two boys stood in the hallway while everybody else formed around the three people

"I choose.... Slater," you said as you pointed at Slater after you said that Zack had a meltdown

"No why him?! I'm more pretty then he is," said Zack

You patted Zack on the shoulder and walked away with Slater who had his arm around you

"If it makes you feel better I'll go with you," said Kelly as she stood in front of Zack as she placed a hand on his arm, Zack yanked his arm out of Kelly’s grasps

"Nah it won't be the same," said Zack as he walked away Kelly stood there shrugging her shoulders as she walked the other way.

-----

It was the night of the prom and you had a change of plans. Your father has lost his job making you short on money making you cancel your plan with Slater for the prom. You were sitting in your room with your oversized bayside shirt with some sweats and some Ugg boots, when all the sudden your dad came in

"y/n, are you ok?" Asked your dad as he came into the room "your mother told me you were looking forward to the prom,"

"I was a little sad at first but... I needed to help my family," you said as you smiled, your eyes were red from crying

"Well there's someone here to see you," said your dad as he motioned for Slater to come in as your dad left the two of you alone

"Your dad told me about the situation, why didn't you tell me?" Asked Slater

"I don't know but why aren't you at the prom?" You asked

"Well I wouldn't want to go if the girl I loved wasn't there," said Slater as he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear making you blush

"Aww I think I'm going to cry," you said as you fanned your face

"Yea your dad warned me about that, but the night isn't over yet," said Slater

"What do you mean?" You asked confused

Slater took your hand dragging you behind him

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As you arrived at the spot it looked familiar

"Slater what is all this?" You asked as you smiled

"Since we both can't go to the prom... I thought we could enjoy our own," said Slater

"Aww this is so sweet," you said as you gushed as you say down in front of you was a cake that almost didn't have frosting on it

"Sorry I had to wrestle Alan for this cake," said Slater as he laughed

"Oh so that explains why this cake slice barely have frosting," you said

"I'm sorry this isn't the prom you wanted but... I tried my best," said Slater as he grabbed your hand from the table across from him

"It may not be perfect but I'm just glad I'm here with you," you said

Then the two of you leaned in to kiss, the girls were beaming and screech was trying to calm a crying Zack

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[mejomonster]

So like. I tend to ship things either in how Canon compatible it would be, how easy it would work with the characters compatibilities, or how interesting it would be for the characters to interact (even if it's the worst outcome ever lol - it would be Compelling okay)

And Final Fantasy VII is filled to the rim with potential ships for me.

You've got your Canon compliant ships I adore:

Cloud x Tifa (childhood best friends, I love best friends to lovers, and even if they weren't lovers they clearly see each other as family by Advent Children)

Cloud x Zack (Cloud was asking my man Zack on dates in crisis core, is a huge SOLDIER fan, became best buddies, again I love me a good friends to lovers)

Zack x Aerith (Zack asked her on a date, they clearly became friends even if how serious their relationship was is vague, again I love me a caring friends to lovers arc)

Aerith x Cloud (cloud looked like her ex and she was intrigued, she's into twinks and teasing him and who can blame her, obviously became a caring friend)

Tifa x Aerith (FAST FRIENDS who clearly care for each other a lot, in my opinion also flirted a lot, I love them and its hard not to see their potential)

Any combo of the megalith that is Zack x Aerith x Tifa x Cloud since they All loved each other in some kind of way, zack would have loved Tifa if he met her longer, and the only reason this ot4 has no chance is cause of character deaths. But given remake brought zack back maybe, who knows. Maybe I get the endgame ot4 of my dreams. But as of original ffvii Canon the only endgame ship that survives is Tifa x Cloud which is agony for everyone tbh, what with Tifa having loved aerith, and Cloud having loved zack and aerith. Sucks for everyone they grieve so much ;-; Even the ot3 of aerith x Tifa x Cloud hurts cause EVEN that early Cloud and aerith are both grieving zack. No winning with happiness in this ot4 we are all sad

You've also got side canon compliant ships that are borderline easily canon compliant:

Barret x Cloud (frenemies to friends to maybe lovers, you can go on a date with Barret, you can also interpret a lot of what they say as flirting/teasing/roasting vague area especially in the original. Also Barret leaves his kid in Clouds/Tifas care when he's gone in Advent Children so clearly they're all as close as family, lovers or not)

Cloud x Sephiroth (sephiroth... so much to say. He is inside Cloud in canon so like... idk man. Cloud definitely crushed on the Hero Soldier Sephy when he first joined Shinra, along with his crush on Zack that turned into a friendship, so like if things had gone diffetent and Cloud had been a real soldier who knows. Sephiroth eventually acts very intimately with Cloud, like Cloud is his, and wow is it twisted but it is compelling and by the time all Sephiroths other contacts die its the last person he's close to).

You got your could be compelling but not super reliant on canon ships:

Zack x Sephiroth (they were coworkers, borderline friends when their 2 solider friends went off the deep end, zack was the last soldier around to relate to sephiroth when he found out he was a Shinra experiment and tool. Zack clearly has compassion for the guy cause Zack is a kind guy)

Sephiroth x Aerith (particularly the farther u go into canon like Advent Children. They're both kind of dead, kind of spirits, kind of connected to the planet. They're both on similar power levels, have connection to Still Alive cloud, and they both have an understanding of each other as the last of their kind that I think few other people get. Both thought they were Ancients, sephiroth turned out to not be. But that isolation of being a freak among humans, a last survivor, an experiment to use as far as Shinra was confused. They parallel each other in some aspects and its compelling to think how they might eventually interact)

Zack x Aerith x Sephiroth (same as above - all dead kind of, all can relate in some way as used by Shinra, all have a perspective They're going to understand with each other that others won't. Also this trio could join Tifa x Cloud for a mega ot5, add Barret for an ot6... add Vincent and yuffie and reeve and there is A BIG GROUP MY GOODNESS)

Vincent x Yuffie (specifically Dirge of Cerberus or later. Its the immortal/human setup, plus they're co-workers, partners, and clearly the Two oddballs who became friends with a mission. If Vincent is implied to be super close to anyone eventually. It's her)

Vincent x Yuffie x Reeve (same reason as above, they're the focus and team of friends in Dirge of Cerberus. If they join the cloud polyamorous relationship things get... super big lol)

Aerith x Tseng (barely supported by text, but crisis core implies Tseng knew aerith back as a prisoner before she got out, then regularly kidnapped and monitored her for Shinra afterward. He seems like a Shinra worker who treated her like business but despite himself is a bit hopeful she survives because he's seen her so long. She hates him but also has a kind of familiarity as the person often controlling her, in a sort of familiar personal way unlike how she deals with reno and rude and cissnei. If you're gonna ship her with a turk, for all the fucked up compelling dynamics their messed up relationship lends to, then Tseng is the most obvious choice. Since reno and Rude probably like each other more, cissnei probably likes zack more, and Tseng seems to know the most dark secrets involving Aeriths past personally).

Canon could ship them, but also they could just be compelling to explore:

Cissnei x Zack (she clearly liked him, he made a friend and cared for her, in a better time-line she left the turks and they teamed up)

Rufus x Cloud (especially Advent Children era, but in general cloud interacting wirh Shinra leader considering all the Shinra abuse baggage and soldier baggage is compelling)

Reno x anyone (he's flirty, he's a bad guy, there's just fun dynamics to be had. Anyone with eyes knows he and Rude are the closest relationship they'll ever have. But reno interacting with aerith, Tifa, cloud, Rufus, other turks, is all interesting)

Cloud x Vincent (vincent used to be a maybe turk who got experimented on, Cloud used to be a Shinra operative who got experimented on, they both can relate. They both don't cope well. They're both little messed up experiments. Also Cloud with a sexy vampire man is just fun. Also I'm fairly sure Hojo is sephiroths dad, but the fact vincent was in love with sephiroths mom is so.... mmm.... and the fact sephiroth is Intensely Connected to Cloud, and then vincent becoming friends with Cloud? Its all very fucked up in a way and fascinating. Is sephiroth like... someone vincent views as his honorary kid? Much to consider)

Vincent x Cid (I don't really see this one but its a huge fandom ship and they do bond in the overall Team of ffvii)

[g0ttal0ve101]

Lucian, my AoD OC 🤍

🌸~NAME~🌸

"My name? Haha, you should really tell me yours first!"

Full Name: Lucian Williams

Meaning: "Light"

Nicknames: Lucy/Lu Lu (Eddie), Bunny boy (Cathy), Little cannibal-shit (Zack)

Name Language: Latin

🌸~PHYSICAL~🌸

"Ginger hair is super pretty, don't you know? White hair makes me look like an old guy."

Skin: Pale

Eyes: Blue-green (Turquoise)

Hair: White

Gender: Male

Height: 150 cm

Weight: 76 lbs

Age: 12 (in-game)

Sexuality: Bisexual

🌸~ATTIRE~🌸

"I made these hairclips myself! I'm glad you think they're cute..."

Clothes:

—In game—

Lucian wears white overalls with a white and purple striped undershirt, similar to Eddie. Although, Lucian's ways of killing people makes it more bloody, so there are many blood stains on his overalls.

—Normal—

Lucian thinks B4 is EXTREMELY cold, since he's a very warm person. He usually swears an oversized lavender sweater with a big bunny on the front of it with jeans. (Eddie doesn't like to share, but he often lets Lucian wear his red scarf to keep him warm.)

—Pajamas—

Lucian wears a VERY fluffy, (x100000) white nightgown with a bunny hood. (It even has the white bunny tail, like it's THAT CUTE) He's a literal cookie I can't with this cuteness 💀

Shoes: Black boots

Accessories: Lucian is always seen with a flower or bunny pin in his hair. The bunny pin is brown, just like his old rabbit, Cinnamon. His flower pins change to roses and marigolds.

🌸~STARS~🌸

"The moon is a beautiful and blue! It almost looks sad..."

Zodiac: Cancer

Birthday: June 30th

Color: Silver

Animal: Crab

Element: Water

Planet: Moon

Birthstone: Pearl and/or moonstone

🌸~MENTAL~🌸

"Me? I guess I'm a pretty happy kid! I just wanna see bunnies, is all!"

Personality: Lucian is very happy-go-lucky, oblivious, and bubbly.

Worst Memory: Being beaten by his mother's boyfriend(s).

Best Memory: Meeting Eddie.

🌸~ACQUAINTANCES~🌸

"Eddie is my best friend! I like him a whole bunch! He's the one who cares for me..."

Friends: Eddie

Family: Father (deceased), mother (deceased), younger sister (deceased)

Enemies: Zack and Rachel

Neutral: Cathy, Danny, and Gray

🌸~TRIVIA~🌸

"More to know about me, me, me!"

Lucian loves children and animals.

Lucian has a weird sense of personal space. He almost always gets too close to people when he talks without noticing, especially when speaking about flowers. causing people to get the wrong idea.

Lucian is a cuddle bug. He loves hugging people and playing with people's hair.

Lucian uses an axe to kill his victims. He usually goes for the neck first to make it quick.

Lucian gets scolded a lot by Eddie for trying to have a little bite of the corpses but We DoN't GoTtA tAlK aBoUt ThAt—

Lucian probably has a little crush on Eddie, but it's not decided yet :/

He's a scaredy-bean and hates spooky stuffs.

When Eddie gets upset Lucian plays with his ahoge to make him feel better.

Lucian calls everyone by flowers except for the people he doesn't like. Usually, he calls Eddie multiple kinds of flowers. (If he doesn't like you, he'll prolly call you a weed.)

Lucian has a bad sense of being gentle, for example, shaking someone's hand. He'll squeeze way too tight and often hurt the other. (However, when asked about why he doesn't have a problem with Eddie and being gentle, his answer is, "I knew I had to be gentle with him.")

Lucian is afraid of middle aged men because of his trauma. Since Danny is just that, Lucian is afraid of him. Plus, Danny tried to lift his bangs up (since he covers his left eye) to see both of his eyes.

Lucian might be a cannibal, but he's a precious child so please protect him 😭💕

This was my first design for him...I kept the hair color and the clothes lolol-

[echotrinityme]

My OCs Part Two

A/N: Here's some more Ocs I have, and for those of you who read my Distrust Stickprice, you might recognize some of the ocs.

Name: Damien Azure

Age: 30

Birthday: May 3

Gender: Male

Height: 6'2"

Eye Color: Dark Blue

Character's Nicknames: Dames, Download, and Drama King(only by his friends)

Hair Color: Blonde

Hair Length: Long

Sexual Orientation: Demsexual Biromantic

Skin Tone: Pale with a hint of tan.

Distinguishing Marks: He doesn't have a left eye so he covers his empty left eye with his bangs.

Personality: Damien is a good, generous guy but he can be vain at times. He cares about his appearance and wants to make sure he looks good. For what? Cause he wants too. He's also a fashion designer, he makes clothes for his friends, and other people. One of the nicknames he was given by his friends is Drama King cause he sometimes make things out of proportion.

Headcanon Voice: Jason Spisak

How old he appears: He looks like he could be in mid twenties.

Name: Dante Blaze

Character's nicknames: Dynamite, Dangerous, and Hedgehog (only by his friends)

Age: 30

Birthday: November 2

Height: 6'2"

Eye Color: Golden Brown

Sexual Orientation: Demisexual Gay

Headcanon Voice: Diego Luna

Hair Color: Black with his part of his hair red

Hair Length: Medium short, shaggy.

Skin Tone: Dark, tan since he is Mexican.

Distinguishing Marks: None

Personality: Dante is hot tempered, angry, impulsive, and brash. However, that doesn't mean he's not a bad person. He can be loyal, trusting, protective of friends, and he can care for his friends. He also has anger issues and he got that from an abusive, toxic relationship. After his toxic relationship, he has trust issues, doesn't trust certain people, and trauma. He loves soccer and video games. He's also can be violent but not as bad as Rupert Price from THSC.

How old he appears: Same as I said in Damien's bio.

Name: Jasper Banner

Age: 30

Height: 6'1"

Birthday: December 28

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Headcanon Voice: Brandon Rogers (Example: Blitzo from Helluva Boss)

Eye Color:  Green

Hair Color: Emerald Green

Hair length: Long

Skin tone: Half pale half dark

Distinguishing Marks: None

Personality: Like Blitzo from Helluva Boss, he's an asshole. He makes fun of his friends, tease them, and overall a huge dick. But he does care about his friends, he's also insecure, has no self-worth, and sucks at romance. He also had a hug crush his best friend, Briar Bloodsworth but Briar broke his heart by telling him he only he's just a friend. He can also be egotistical cause of his superiority complex.

How old he appears: He looks like he can be in his early 20s but he isn't

Name: Briar Bloodsworth

Species: Half-vampire/half-demon

Character's Nicknames: B, Blood, and Blackheart( only by his husband)

Eyes Color: Red

Height: 6'7"

Age: 32

Birthday: October 31

Hair Color: Black

Hair Length: Long

Skin tone: Pale

Distinguishing Marks: He has a scar on his right eye and he usually covers it with his bangs.

He has two personalities cause I used him in my THSC fanfic Distrust, but in my universe he's the exact opposite in that story.

Personality: Unlike in THSC, Briar here is actually a nice person. He's kind, shy, introverted, and a pretty chill guy. Despite him being part demon, he doesn't do what most demons do. The only time he only uses his demon powers is when his husband is danger or his husband and his friends are in danger. Just like in THSC, he's a singer too. He's also a model, artist, gamer just like his husband. He plays a bass guitar and he loves it. Also when he does angry, he is very scary. He loves cats, the colors red and black, and he despises dogs.  

How old he appears: Just like Dakota, he appears younger than he looks.

Name: Zacchaeus

Character's Nicknames: Zackery (he prefers everyone to call him that), Z, Zombie, and Zack.

Age: 30

Birthday: November 12

Height: 6'0"

Hair Color: Brown with black highlights

Hair Length: Long but he ties in a ponytail

Eye color: Brown

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Headcanon Voice: Scott Menville

Personality: Like Dante, he's hot tempered but he doesn't have anger issues like Dante does. He's a natural born leader, however, he can be bossy and controlling. He does sports but not often as Shadow and Sam. He used to skateboard when he was a teenager and he still knows how to skateboard. He has a problem on where he doesn't think what to say, he looks before he leaps. He's courageous, stubborn, can be a chaotic dumbass, and can be extremely loyal.

How old he appears: He looks like he can be in his mid twenties

A/N: Briar and Jasper are different here from THSC universe, their personalities are canon to my universe while THSC personalities are an alternative universe canon.

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Cupid’s Kiss

Took me way longer than expected curse the whims of my mental health but the winner of this month’s 3k fic poll is finally here!

In which Carmen and Julia have a lovely totally not date in Paris while in search for two thieves who are certainly also not having a date

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NOW ON WITH THE FIC

Carmen Sandiego was the best at her job. She had bested trained assassins and killer robots, evaded the world’s most advanced detective agency, and destroyed the largest criminal organization. All in her early twenties.

Yet there was one task she was not prepared to face. One that escaped her skills, both martial and technical. One that she had failed to plan around. One that existed entirely beyond the range of her skills. A foe that she could not beat.

“Come on, Carm,” Zack called, “it can’t be that hard. If even Ivy could score with the girls, you can do it too.”

“Even Ivy?!” His sister replied, furious, “I’ve been with more girls than you, jackass.”

“Guys, guys!” Carmen interrupted, “you’re not helping.”

Mentioning her interest in spending more time with Julia Argent had been the biggest mistake she had made in weeks. This was supposed to be a peaceful day at their old home base, but now here she was.

Her friends were trying so hard to help her and she couldn’t even be mad at how poorly they were doing, because she knew she wouldn’t fare much better were the roles reversed.

“Sorry,” the siblings replied in unison.

“I appreciate the support,” she assured them, “but I’m not trying to ‘score’ with anyone. I just wanna get to know Jules a little better.”

“So this is not a date?” Ivy asked.

“No!” She replied, a little too quickly, “me and Jules aren’t like that. She’s more of a… professional acquaintance. A coworker.”

“Carm,” Zack replied, “we’re coworkers and you’ve never had a bouquet of roses delivered to my door.”

“It was just a thank you for handling all those precious artifacts for me,” she explained, “she’s a hard worker, she deserved it.”

“Sure,” Ivy nodded, unconvinced, “is that why you take time to chat over coffee with her every other caper?”

“Not every moment of our lives has to be a chase, you know?” she countered.

“Or why you keep finding excuses to dance with her?”

“It’s the easiest way to speak privately at those parties without garnering unwanted attention,” she recited as if from a textbook.

“Or why-”

“Cease this!” Shadowsan’s stern voice commanded and the siblings fell silent, “VILE has trained her to never cave under interrogation. You’ll have a better chance extracting information from a rock.”

Carmen smirked at them, proud to have her skills of deflection recognized.

“Do not be so full of yourself,” he added, making Carmen flinch just a bit, “I have taught those lessons for years and I know how to see through them.”

“I don’t know what you mean,” she deflected, looking away.

He walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder with uncharacteristic gentleness.

“I have seen the happiness Miss Argent brings you,” he said, “and I wish you the best of luck should you wish to pursue it.”

That meant a lot to Carmen. More than she could really express in words. But after she had been so thoroughly embarrassed by her friends, all she could really say was,

“Not you too.”

She looked up at the smirking siblings and braced herself...

“Hey, Red,” Player’s voice called, just in the nick of time.

“Player!” She jumped to attention and grabbed the laptop from their desk.

“Woah!” he exclaimed, “everything okay, Red?”

Zack and Ivy snickered as they sat by each side of her, so they could see Player.

“I think Carm would rather you sent her on a crazy chase instead of sitting here talking about her crush on Jules,” Ivy teased.

“Well it looks like you might get to do both,” Player replied, to Carmen’s dismay, “look who our cameras just found walking around Paris.”

The screen cut to a video feed of one of ACME’s hidden cameras over the streets of Paris. None of the people on camera seemed particularly conspicuous… until a particular pair walked on screen. Even without their costumes Carmen could always recognize them.

“Tigress and Paper Star,” she noted, “those two can’t be up to any good.”

“Looks like we’ll be going to Paris, eh Carm?” Ivy commented as she playfully nudged her side.

“City of love,” Zack added as he joined the nudging.

Carmen groaned. This was gonna be a rough mission.

Chase had grown a lot over the past few months. His deductive reasoning had vastly improved, his mood was far more amenable, and he actually stopped to listen to Julia nowadays. What hadn’t really improved with time was his overall clumsiness. 

“Miss Argent, I’ll be fine,” his insistence was interrupted by a powerful sneeze, “This is nothing.”

“Agent Devineaux, please,” she pleaded, “you’re in no state to continue this investigation.”

Devineaux had landed himself into his fair share of rivers over the months he had worked for ACME, and it seemed that so many cold baths had finally caught up to his health. Not that he would ever admit to that.

“Nonsense,” he claimed, “I’ll be back in perfect shape by the time we land in Paris.”

The sneeze that followed said otherwise.

“Chase, please,” she asked again, “rest. I can handle this.”

“I refuse to send my partner on a mission by herself.”

“As sweet as your concern is,” she countered, “I doubt I’ll be by myself for long.”

“Ah yes, I’m sure La Femme Rouge will make for good company,” he agreed and she was glad he did, but it sounded like there was more to his words. “Were you anyone else I’d worry this was all a ploy to have some private time with Miss Sandiego.”

She shot him an unamused glare.

“Apologies,” he said almost immediately.

“Accepted,” she sighed, “but I do not appreciate any insinuations as to the nature of me and Miss Sandiego’s relationship. We’re good friends, nothing more.”

“Of course,” he nodded, but Julia could tell he had more to say.

Truly his detective skills have improved considerably as of late. It had become harder and harder for Julia to pass her excitement for those missions as simple passion for her work. Not when she had abandoned that work as soon as it conflicted with her passion for… something else.

Chase was her friend and she knew he’d understand her feelings for Carmen. She was also sure he’d do his best to keep it a secret until she was confident enough to bring these things to light. She trusted him and she didn’t fear anything of the sorts.

What she did fear was Chase trying to wingman for her. Just the thought was enough to fill her with dread. Enough dread to keep her mouth shut about her feelings in the vicinity of Agent Devineaux. Even if it felt bad to hide this from her friend.

Thankfully the Chief chose that exact moment to call her to give her updated information on their targets. 

Now she could just shut off all these awkward feelings and focus on her work.

The Louvre had been an obvious target. The world’s most famous museum, home to thousands of priceless works of art, including the Mona Lisa itself. It was so obvious in fact that VILE had never bothered to consider it.

But VILE was gone now and its escaped students no longer had any faculty to dissuade them from this target.

That’s why Carmen now walked its halls, diligently searching for any security flaws that could be exploited and any sign of the two master thieves on the loose.

She still took time to appreciate the art of course. This was the most famous museum in the world for a reason and she wasn’t gonna let this unique opportunity escape her, even with the evil duo to watch for.

Carmen had her attention split in every possible direction, her mind juggling its many tasks as she wandered hall after hall. Until, that is, she found something that pulled her focus into one singular point.

A shorter woman in a nice fitted suit, standing before one of the statues.

“Jules,” she greeted as she walked up behind her.

“Miss Sandiego,” Julia smiled as she greeted her, utterly unsurprised. She must have been expecting her, “it’s nice to see you here.”

“It’s nice seeing you too,” she replied, “and we went over this before, Carmen is just fine.”

“Carmen,” she said, in a way that warmed Carmen’s heart, “I take it you’ve been enjoying your time in Paris.”

“Hard to go sightseeing while I’ve got work to do, but I’m making do,” she shrugged, “how about you? What caught your attention today?”

Julia turned back to the statue she had been appreciating until then, “Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss.”

Carmen smirked, it was her time to shine.

“Sculpted by Antonio Canova, commissioned by welsh art-collector John Campbell in 1787,” she recited from memory, “its prime version was acquired by the Louvre in 1824 after the death of its previous owner, Joachim Murat.”

“Very impressive,” Julia praised, “I wish my students put half as much time as you do into their research.”

“I’m just good at memorizing trivia,” Carmen shrugged, trying to hide her pride at earning that praise, “I’m sure you know so much more than me on the subject.”

Boy was Carmen right about that. That seemed to have been the cue to send Julia into a long lecture about the neoclassical and romantic periods, as well as an analysis of the sculpture’s mythological origins and the many interpretations of the myth.

Many people would probably find this amount of information unspeakably tedious. But for Carmen, who was always hungry to learn about the world around her (and could never get tired of Jules speaking so enthusiastically,) it was exciting and endearing.

Carmen had realized then that she wanted nothing more than to spend her every waking hour listening to Julia talk on and on about anything she wanted, as long as it was passionate like this. Maybe someday soon.

Right now they had the whole rest of the Louvre to scout.

“Alright, alright, victory is yours,” Carmen playfully interrupted, “I guess you really are the biggest history nerd here.”

“Oh I’m sorry, it seems I got a bit carried away,” Julia cringed in shame. Damn it Sandiego! “I didn’t mean to bore you.”

“You couldn’t bore me if you tried,” Carmen assured her as she placed a hand on her arm, “I mean it. It’s nice hearing you talk.”

“Unfortunately I no longer teach,” she replied, “otherwise I would have given you an open invitation to any of my classes.”

“Well, how about you show me around the place?” she suggested, “we can call this a private lesson.”

At that Julia smiled again, “then I hope your memory is as good as you say it is, Carmen Sandiego, because I’ll be quizzing you at the end of the tour.”

They both laughed as Julia led them along to the next art piece in what was clearly a meticulously planned tour of the museum. Jules kept her teacher face on for all of her little lectures, but as they walked from room to room it felt so simple and casual.

For once Carmen felt like there was no rush and that she could just enjoy her time with someone she cared about. Maybe that was the moment. Her chance to make something out of this and let Julia know how she felt.

“Hey, Jules,” she called, walking a little closer to her.

“Yes?” Julia turned to look at her, she seemed surprised by the sudden closeness, but did not move away from her.

Carmen decided to take that as a good sign.

“This has been really nice, you know?” she tried, her usual confidence failing her, “just spending time with you like this.”

“I guess it was,” she replied with- Wait, was that a blush? No, that had to be wishful thinking.

“Yeah,” she agreed, awkwardly scratching the back of her neck, “and I just feel like-”

It was then that she was rudely reminded of what she was here to do.

“-you have got to be kidding me!”

“What?” Julia jumped a little in surprise.

“5 o’clock, behind you,” Carmen instructed.

She turned to look and there they were. Tall, blonde and scheming, and short, monochromatic and homicidal. The two thieves they were here to catch. Two thieves that had also noticed them.

They both smirked at them for a moment, before Paper Star whispered something into Tigress’s ear and they both bolted in separate directions.

“I go for Tigress, you go for Paper Star,” Carmen ordered as she bolted after her target.

Tigress was the fastest of the two, and the one most likely to pull dirty tricks on them. Unfortunately for her, Carmen was well-versed in all of those tricks, and of course had all her equipment on her. It’s amazing how much she could hide in just a red hoodie.

Soon Tigress had led the both of them out of the main building, ready to make a run for it and disappear into the city. Her mistake though, was going somewhere Carmen could use her grappling hook without worrying about damaging priceless works of art.

She swung after her, quickly closing the distance and knocking her down with a kick to the stomach. Tigress groaned as she forced herself back up, but instead of running again or getting ready to fight Carmen, she simply shouted.

“Come on!”

“Done running around?” Carmen taunted.

“Yeah yeah whatever,” she replied. Well that was unusual, “did you girlfriend catch Paper Star already?”

“What!?” She nearly jumped in surprise, “She’s not- we’re not- that doesn’t matter! You’re going to jail, for good this time.”

“For what?” she replied.

“Trying to steal from the Louvre!”

“Ah yes, because that’s the only reason we’d be enjoying some time together in the city of love,” she mocked and rolled her eyes.

Was she implying what she thought she was implying?

“Aww, babe,” a voice above them called. Paper Star leaned out of a nearby window and openly teased her partner in crime.

Babe?

“She caught you already?” she continued

Tigress groaned again, “not my fault you got easy mode.”

Paper Star jumped down and casually hooked her arms around Tigress’s neck.

“Well I’ve won,” she declared, “now where’s my prize?”

The last thing Carmen expected was for the two of them to kiss right there in front of her, and yet that was exactly what they did.

“I did not need to see that!” She complained.

“You were the one who interrupted our date!” Tigress complained back.

“Do you seriously want me to believe that you two were just spending the evening together in the Louvre as a date?”

“Was that not what you and your little agent were doing too?” Paper Star teased.

Carmen’s reflex was to say no, but… was that what they were doing? They had been walking around, sightseeing, talking and laughing and enjoying each other’s company and- oh god Carmen almost confessed to her back there. 

This was her chance to have a proper date with Jules and it got ruined right at the finish line because of a mission that didn’t even exist in the first place!

She would have time to figure all of this out later, right now she had a job to do and two smug assholes to put in their place. Thankfully she already knew just how to do that.

“You’re right, it was very rude of me to interrupt your romantic evening,” Carmen raised her hands in surrender and backed away, “how about you two get back to what you were doing and I can arrest you both tomorrow?”

“What?” Tigress challenged, “no romantic chase over the rooftops of Paris?”

“I’m sure your girlfriend would love that,” Paper Star added.

“Actually I think Julia would rather just have you behind bars,” she shrugged.

Right on cue the ACME’s blue sleep gas finally reached the both of them, making them both drop on the spot. It was kinda cute how they were put to sleep still holding each other. Carmen almost felt bad for arresting them. Almost.

She pulled her grappling hook again and launched herself through the open window above, landing right next to a very proud Julia Argent.

“Two for one,” Carmen praised, “at this rate, pretty soon you won’t be needing my help anymore.”

“I appreciate the compliment, but I had my partner down there to keep them in place,” Julia replied playfully. Carmen’s heart skipped a beat at the word ‘partner’, even though she knew she meant it as coworkers.

“Always happy to play distraction for you, Jules,” she played along.

Taking another step forward, Carmen felt her sense of balance completely leave her as she accidentally inhaled some sleep gas fumes. 

She tumbled forward, but before she hit the ground she felt Julia’s arms holding her up. It took her a second to shake away the effects of the gas, and another second to process the position they were in. How Julia was holding her like she had just dipped her in a dance.

For a moment they froze, staring into each other’s eyes as they held onto each other, until finally Julia helped her up again.

“I’m so sorry about that,” Julia apologized as she tried to fix up Carmen’s scuffed clothes.

“It’s fine,” Carmen assured her, “I should’ve been more careful around the sleep gas.”

Still Julia fussed over her, readjusting Carmen’s hoodie as she muttered a few more apologies. It took her a moment to notice just how close they were both standing now. The realization made her jump back a bit on reflex, but still she remained considerably close to Carmen.

She took a moment to collect herself before finally asking, “so uh- you had something you wanted to tell me?”

Carmen sighed in relief. Good to know those two hadn’t completely destroyed her chances.

“I just wanted to say that I really enjoyed our time together today,” she admitted, “before we got interrupted that is.”

Julia gave her a genuine smile that made her heart stop, “I enjoyed our time too. It’s nice to be able to talk about these things outside of work.”

“Yeah,” she agreed, feeling her confidence return bit by bit, “wanna do that again sometime? Maybe over some coffee.”

Jules seemed surprised at first as she caught on to what Carmen meant, but that expression was quickly replaced by a playful smile.

“Carmen Sandiego,” she called, “are you asking me out on a date?”

“Nothing escapes ACME’s best detective,” she joked, “I guess I am.”

“Then I’ll have to ask you to wait a little for my answer,” she asked.

Carmen opened her mouth to say that she was more than fine with waiting however long she needed, but she was frozen mid motion when Julia’s lips met her own. A quick, sweet little peck. 

“I want to finish our first before we plan the second.”

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Boy In Disguise ~ MYG [Request]

↬↬↬Word Count: 3.2K

↬↬↬Genre: Fluff with Angst

↬↬↬Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader

↬↬↬A/N: I changed it up a little so it’s a little like that episode of Zack and Cody where Cody dresses as a girl cause if someone did this to me I think I’d be pissed af

Yoongi watched you from across the library, your hair was thrown up into a messy ponytail and you had a pencil in your mouth as you tried to study from the textbook in front of you. Even though it was a Sunday you were both in the college campus library cramming for upcoming exams but he couldn't help but get distracted by you, it was always the same. Even during class, he would find his eyes travelling to look at you rather than the notes on the board.

"Why don't you go and talk to her?" Jungkook laughed rubbing Yoongi's shoulders, the older boy hadn't even heard the youngest walk into the library to join him until he started rubbing his shoulders and talking so loudly you looked up. Your eyes locked with Yoongi's and you gave him a small smile and wave before going back to your notes and reading through everything that you had to study for. You and Yoongi had been in classes since you first started college and you'd noticed him since day one, he was funny without trying to be mean like the rest of the college boys and he was smart and caring from what you'd seen.

"It's probably a good thing you're too scared to, I heard she's a not into guys," Jungkook said as a matter a factly before popping some fruit into his mouth, Yoongi turned to look at him looking disgusted that he would say something like that so openly. What if you hadn't come out? Or it was just a rumor? It could seriously hurt your feelings if you hadn’t come out to anyone yet.

"Don't you have an exam to study for?" Yoongi asked, clearly annoyed by the younger boy who just rolled his eyes and tapped the side of his head.

"All I need to know is in here...and in the guy, I'm taking the test next to." He walked away from Yoongi and you looked back over at Yoongi while he was studying, he was running his hand through his hair and looked stressed. You wished there was something you could do to steady his nerves but you knew there wasn't, except you had good exam notes from someone who'd taken the class before you. Your feet were on the move before your mind and you were standing next to his desk clutching your folder close to your chest.

"Hi." Yoongi stuttered out dropping a pen from his hand and trying to catch you, you giggled a little and took out the sheets of paper you'd been studying from.

"A friend of mine took the class last year, they're good notes." He thanked you and you smiled before leaving the library, he watched you walk away. He wanted you to stay with him, he wanted to get to know you better without talking about studying notes but there was only one way he could do that...

"This is by far the worst idea you've had in your entire life." Hoseok said the next morning when he walked with Yoongi into the college campus, people were turning to watch the pair together closely and Hoseok groaned.

"You're getting wolf-whistles," Yoongi smirked at him and flicked the black wig hair over his shoulder and winked at Hoseok,

"It's not my fault I'm irresistible." Hoseok stared at the back of Yoongi's head as he continued walking in front of him,

"Yoongi! This-"

"It's Yoonji, I told you," Yoongi grumbled pulling Hoseok along with him to get to the lockers quicker, he was hoping this would fool enough people and even you. All he wanted to do was get close to you and find out more about you without coming across as that weird guy. Though this kind of defeated that since he was a guy dressing as a girl to get to know you if anyone found out it was over for him. He stood at Hoseok's locker since it was right next to yours and he waited,

"Skirts are freeing, why don't guys wear them more often?" Yoongi asked as he swayed side to side in the skirt he was wearing, it was a black and white plaid skirt with a white blouse tucked into the front - he'd gotten weird looks from the shopkeeper when he went to buy them the night before.

"Just talk to Y/n and get this over with." Hoseok said as he searched through his locker, Yoongi was looking around for you when you turned up at your locker. Earphones on as you placed your things into your locker, Yoongi stared at your side profile wondering how you were blessed with looking this good. He was so distracted that he hadn't heard Jungkook talking to him,

"Hey, baby, where did you come? Straight from my dreams?" Jungkook stood with one arm above Yoongi's head as he stared up at him, Jungkook was licking his lips and smirking at Yoongi. So the disguise was working on someone.

"Yoonji is my cousin, leave her alone," Hoseok mumbled looking at Jungkook who was sizing up Yoongi and smirking to himself.

"I think me and Yoonji here would make a great couple, what do you think dollface? You can't tell me you don't want me." Yoongi wanted to gag at how his friend was acting. It was how he was with every single girl on campus and it was a wonder how he ever got laid with an attitude like that. The locker next to Yoongi slammed shut and he turned to see you watching them,

"Jungkook, not everyone has the guts to say this but we're repulsed by you. Leave her alone." You rolled your eyes and Yoongi smirked at you, you'd always been one to stand up for yourself and others if they needed it.

Jungkook had come onto you a couple of times and he always used the same sleazy lines so you knew just how awful it was to be on the receiving end of them.

"This isn't your business," You raised your eyebrow at Jungkook and cocked your head to the side,

"My best friend is being bothered by the school creep, I make it my business." You linked arms with Yoongi and he felt his heart skip a beat as you came into contact with him and he looked at you and smiled shyly. He hadn't thought this through at all and now he was going to have to talk to you.

"Let's go." You whispered to him and walked away from Jungkook and towards the stairs up to the main library, you didn't have a class for another two hours anyway.

"You don't talk much do you." You giggled at Yoongi who was sipping on a drink you'd gotten him, he shook his head at you. He'd thrown in a couple of words all day trying to figure out a voice to talk with and you hadn't sussed him out yet.

"You're so sweet though, but tell me something about you." You moved closer to Yoongi. You were sitting in the canteen together, it was towards the end of the day and you were getting ready for another night of studying alone while Yoongi was getting ready to go home and get excited about having spent the entire day with you.

"What do you want to know?" He asked looking at you, you shrugged your shoulders.

"Anything, who do you have a crush on? Is there someone special in your life? What else do girls talk about?" You teased him and he blushed hiding his face in his hands and shaking his head. You had both spent the entire day together, talking about things you did in your spare time and Yoongi discovered you had more in common than he realised.

"A crush? I don't like anyone really. What about you?" He was finally going to get to the juicy things, something he'd been dying to know all the time he'd known you.

"There is one person..." You trailed off sipping on the drink you had and looking at the door,

"But he hasn't been here all day, I'm worried something's happened to him." Yoongi's eyebrows raised and he felt defeated that you had a crush on someone that wasn't him,

"Who is he?" You smiled and turned to look at him, tucking hair behind your ear.

"Don't tell your cousin, okay?" You locked pinkies and you moved closer to him whispering his name into his ear before giggling.

"Yoongi? You fancy him?" You nodded and he smiled at you brightly, it was the first time he'd smiled like this around anyone but he could hardly hide his excitement.

"I'm sure he likes you back." You shook your head, you had a frown on your face and Yoongi hated it. He wanted you to always smile and never frown, the thought of you being upset hurt his chest physically and he would do anything to make you smile.

"I doubt it, we hardly talk. It's just-" You sighed in defeat and shook your head, a giant smile appeared across your face as you thought about Yoongi.

"Whenever I see him my heart gets all fluttery and when I talk to him, my stomach! It gets flips and I swear for a moment I stop being able to function when he looks at me." You were staring at the table thinking about him and Yoongi could feel his heart picking up speed, everything he felt about you you felt the exact same way but there was one problem. He was dressed as Yoonji in front of you and pretending to be something he wasn't,

"You should tell him, he's going to a party tonight at Jungkook's dorm. Meet him there and tell him how you feel." You scoffed at her rolling your eyes,

"I couldn't go to a party at Jungkook's, I'll just see Yoongi another time-"

"No! You have to go to the party, your eyes will meet across the room and it'll be something from a romance movie." Your ears began to heat up as you thought about it but you shook your head at him,

"Yoonji that's insane-"

"Insane enough to work, trust me. I'll meet you there okay!?" You couldn't give him an answer because he was rushing in the direction of Hoseok so you just agreed with yourself. Going there wouldn't be the end of the world, it would just be a nice night out if anything.

Yoongi was sitting in the kitchen watching the door like a hawk, as soon as it opened he was watching to see who walked through but you hadn't turned up and it was getting late.

"Are you sure your plan even worked? Maybe she knew it was you." Hoseok laughed and Yoongi shook his head, he'd explained how the day went and how perfect it had all been and now they were waiting for you.

"I told you the wig was a dead giveaway, Jungkook was fooled though and a lot of other guys." Hoseok started laughing harder and Jungkook heard them from across the room, he was going to go over and say something when you walked through the door and he came up with a better idea to do with the information.

"Y/n?" You turned to see Hoseok and smiled at him, he was in a couple of your classes and you'd spoken on occasion,

"Is your cousin here?" You questioned but he shook his head, your heart began to pump faster at the thought of being there alone and that was where Yoongi stood in,

"She went home, had some things to do. You can stay with us though." He assured you and you smiled at him,

"I'd love that." You managed to say without turning into a stuttering mess.

"Want to get some air though? I've been here too long and it's way too cramped for me." You agreed with him, it was way too crowded for a college dorm so you and Yoongi headed out of the door together and walked around the street for a while.

"How long have you known Yoonji?" He questioned as you reached a wall together, you both sat down and you shrugged your shoulders.

"Not long at all, she was getting hit on by Jungkook so I stepped in." You both laughed together and Yoongi smiled at you as you smiled at the floor. It was the first time you'd ever spoken about something besides the classes you shared and it felt food. Though he'd spent the entire day with you it felt even better to spend the night with you too,

"Have you known her long?" You questioned him looking up and meeting his gaze,

"Not, Hoseok introduced us a couple of nights ago. She's sweet." You nodded at him and shivered, he did the cliche taking off his jacket and laying it over your shoulders.

"Thanks," You whispered turning to look at him, your eyes locked together and you went to say something when he spoke first.

"Do you maybe want to go out for a coffee sometime...Like a date." You were taken back by the sudden ask,

"She told you didn't she..." He nodded, lying of course but it was the only way he was going to make it clear that he liked you too.

"I've liked you for a while but I was always too scared to do anything about it." He admitted and you smiled at him, leaning over and placing a small kiss on his cheek,

"Pick me up after class tomorrow?" He nodded at you and watched as you dropped down from the small wall and pulled his jacket onto your arms properly.

"Hey, that's mine." He laughed watching as you snuggled into it, you shrugged your shoulders and winked at him.

"What's mine is yours, what's yours is mine...You can have it back when you pick me up tomorrow...Think of it as an incentive for our date." He smiled as you walked away from him keeping your head down as you headed back to your dorm to get an outfit picked out for your date the next night.

The next day you walked onto campus in a pair of black jeans and a white shirt with Yoongi's jacket on trying to look your best for your date, nothing could ruin your day. You reached your locker and began putting your bag inside it when you heard Jungkook's voice coming towards you,

"Look at you in the cute little jacket." You rolled your eyes at him, not even he could ruin your mood right now so you shut your locker and turned to him.

"What is it Jungkook?" He shook his head and faked a sincere smile at you,

"I was just wondering where Yoonji was...It's strange isn't it?" You frowned at him wanting him to continue and he sighed at you wrapping his arms around your shoulder and pointing over at Yoongi who was walking towards you.

"What's so strange about Yoongi?"

"I don't know, he took the whole day off and Yoonji was here...Then at the party, she wasn't there and Yoongi was...Makes you think." You rolled your eyes at him,

"You're just salty someone turned you down, what you're implying is insane and Yoongi would never do something like that." Jungkook raised his eyebrow at you and you began to doubt what you said. It was odd that they weren't in the same room as one another all day, Yoongi reached you and smiled at you.

"Hi." You stared into his eyes and that's when you realised it all, you looked at Jungkook and then to Yoongi nodding.

"This was some kind of sick joke wasn't it?" Yoongi frowned, he'd only just came onto campus.

"What did you do to her Jungkook?" He was ready to beat up the younger boy for tormenting you when his jacket was shoved roughly against his chest.

"For once it wasn't him, it was all you." You stared at him while shaking your head, tears rolled down your cheek as you thought about what you'd told Yoonji...You'd told her...him everything.

"Y/n!" He called out but you walked away from him wiping your eyes as you walked out of the door and towards your dorm to get away from him.

A week had passed and you hadn't shown up for class, Yoongi was starting to worry you'd transferred when you walked into your music class that day.

"Miss Y/l/n, wait here." You stared at your tutor as she began to get some paperwork together for you, you'd been doing your work from your dorm deciding it was easier to do it there then go to class and be humiliated every day. Your first choice had been to move classes but it was too far into the year for anyone else to take you so doing it this way was the only solution you had to your problem.

"You can borrow Mr Min's notes, Yoongi." He stood up and walked over to you handing you a piece of paper with notes on and you walked away after getting them.

"Ah I forgot to give her some important ones, excuse me." He grabbed his bag and folder and chased after you down the hall. You kept your head on the floor as you walked pretending not to hear his calls for your as you reached the exit.

"Y/n I know you can hear me, let me explain!"

"Explain what?!" You snapped turning to face him, you were standing outside the entrance of the school building and he stared at you, your eyes were red and you had tears rolling down your face.

"I never wanted to hurt you..." You scoffed at him and wiped your eyes,

"Well sorry to break it to you but dressing up as someone you weren't just to get information from me, hurt." He took your wrist in his hand as you tried to walk away from him again,

"Please just let me explain." You let more tears roll down your face and you whimpered, you didn't want to cry in front of him but it hurt to know that this was all some kind of sick joke to him and Jungkook.

"You and Jungkook had your fun, can I just go back to my dorm please?"

"You think this was some kind of joke between Jungkook and I?" You nodded at him and he started laughing which only made you feel worse about everything,

"He had no idea, I know it doesn't make what I did better but he's just upset he was flirting with me and not some girl...What I did was stupid-"

"Beyond stupid," You finished for him and he nodded,

"What I did was beyond stupid but I wanted to get to know you more...I wanted to get to know you before I asked you out." You stared at him as he began explaining his side of the story to you. It was strangely sweet of him to do,

"I know nothing can make up for it but I hope-" He stopped talking when you kissed his cheek,

"Let's just...start again? Okay?" His ears turned a bright red colour as you kissed him,

"Pick me up from my door later." You whispered to him and he nodded at you finding it hard to form words right now.

"Sure. Yes! I'll see you later." You smiled at him and walked away from the campus and towards your apartment building to get ready for your date.

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Ive been meaning to make a post on aroace Carmen for awhile and i cant sleep right now so here we go

The first time anyone asked her who she was into was Sheena when Black Sheep was 16. The answer is clearly no (right?): she'd grown up in isolation, this was her first year actively hanging out with people around her age, all these people were 2 or more years older than her so why would they take interest in her, and most importantly she'd never had a crush before. Sheena is one of those people who thinks if you havent had boyfriends since at least 5th grade youre not normal AND Black Sheep doesnt wanna go around telling people she's VILE raised (and she wants to fit in) so all she says is "no have you seen the boys here?" and points to the boys who are making a racket in the cafeteria.

The second time is by Brunt. Black Sheep quickly shuts it down and reassures Coach Brunt she does not need to beat up her new guy friends 

Cleo is next. She notices how all but one of Black Sheep's new friends are boys. 1) it was embarrassing enough Cleo held her after class to confront her 2) Countess Cleo somehow makes it both innocent questioning and hostile questioning. But thats not enough. Black Sheep is given 3) the birds and the bees talk AND 4) boys are horrible talk. She leaves the classroom two hours later traumatized.

Sheena HAS to be the center of attention and uses flirting to get this attention. Its why her "friend group" is all guys and why she's always taking digs at Black Sheep. Black Sheep knows Sheena knows that she doesnt like Gray like that but whenever Gray wont pay her attention she'll bring up how he likes Black Sheep more and insinuate things and it makes Black Sheep's blood boil and occastionally her skin crawl

((Gray thinks she's cute, and was into her in the begining. But then they became friends and age gap (aka missing social skills) made her feel like a kid sister to him. He puts up with Sheena's remarks because 1) its not true 2) he knows where he stands with Black Sheep, so why should it bother him?))

Black Sheep never went to high school but she thinks this is how it would be. Its close enough to the movies: blonde mean girl, boy best friend, goofing off in class, sneaking off to break the rules. She could do without the talking about boys. She always prefered nature doctumentarys anyways.

After Gray becomes Crackle, Sheena becomes Tigeress, etc and Black Sheep begins her redo year of crime school no one bothers her about boys and dating.

After her escape and integration into the real world she begins interacting with many strangers everyday. The first few times people flirt with her it goes over her head. The first time someone asks her out she tells them she's leaving town later that day. She finds all the senarios where she imagined herself being the girl in movies who's pretty and is always drawing eyes to be actually be a hindrence since she's suppossed to blend into the background. Its the first time and everytime that someone makes some flirty comment about her body her blood goes cold. She doesn't tell Player this. Figures its because she was always the youngest and the baby of VILE she wasnt used to being seen in a "adult" way. Carmen never really minded her appearance, and likes how her hair extentions make her look: older, pretty, taller. Her new makeup look makes her look different while still looking good. She looks the part she's occasionally imagined being: that pretty girl in the movies. But she doesnt feel like she expected to feel. She's not getting excited about having this type of attention. So she has a brief moment of wanting to change everything, to make herself look as unattractive as possible. She decides not too, listens to the logic that is Player went through all this trouble to make her IDs that if she changed her look now it would make things worse... Besides disguises are about not looking like yourself

Getting it though Zack and Ivy's heads that no, she doesnt want to talk about how hot a actor is or talk about dream dates took several tries. At first they backed off because they were balancing the line of friend and boss and then completely when Carmen would attempt to contribute to those conversations very awkwardly. They notice she's fine with romcoms and listening to those types of conversations, its just participating that bothers her.

They still make fun of her "date" with Graham though. Carmen is fine but finds it easy to try to remain calm instead of letting her blood boil like it did when Tigeress insinuated things. She figures its because Zack and Ivy are real friends who respect her boundries. They eventually stop talking about it because it makes Player of all people upset.

((Player now has to dodge accusations they throw at him about having a "little crush". Truth is he's still hurt over the fact Gray was Carmen's best friend back when Black Sheep was Player's))

Having someone refer to Devineaux as her boyfriend would have thrown her off anyday (he's in his late 30s and she just turned 20, WHY would she be dating him?), but to hear it come from Brunt was so out of place it made her realize that Brunt truely didnt know who she was. That hurt.

All right thats all of season one, ive been typing for one hour, ive been constructing this on the spot so it makes 0% sense to my sleep deprived brain, and i'll fix it in the morning

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Of Muffins, Coffee and Other Miracles - Pt.1

Of Muffins, Cheeky Vigilantes and Sad Interns

Pairing: Matt Murdock x reader        Word count: 3130 

Type: Two-shot, reader insert

Warnings: swearing, mention of attempted assault, tons of fluff and cheeky/cute Daredevil

Summary: You’re a secretary at Landman and Zack, having an office on the same floor as the interns. You notice one of them (which you might and might not have a crush on) seems down lately, so you decide to cheer him up the only way you can come up with. You bake muffins; right after your life is saved by a cheeky vigilante.  

You stared at the two unconscious men at his feet, still perfectly shocked but relieved, pressing your handbag to your chest.

You were slowly leaving your place by the wall – more like in the wall, because you had been trying to merge with it even since the two men had backed you into it, pulling out their knives and demanding your handbag. That had been before this guy had appeared and put them in a line – and you were pretty sure he put some of their bones out of their natural line, but you couldn’t find yourself to care.

“You… thank you. How— you… saved my life,” you stuttered, watching the man in a black mask wince as if he only now realized you were there.

“You’re welcome,” he said, voice pleasantly low-pitched, looking in your direction. “Though I’m not sure it would go that far if you have just given him your handbag.”

“Well, I couldn’t do that,” you retorted, automatically drawing the item closer to your chest.

He took two cautious steps to you, easing his fighting stance. “I know it would be a lot of paperwork and bureaucracy, but for future reference, it would be much better if you just gave it up.”

“I couldn’t. There’s a… there’s a secret recipe.”

“… a recipe. You… couldn’t have let go of your handbag because of a recipe. You’re joking,” he stated, and the little of his face you could see, free of the fabric of his mask, seemed shocked. And maybe a little amused. How would you know, you could only see his jaw. And lips – their corners were quirked inconspicuously, so yeah, definitely amused.

Well, at least you made him smile since he had saved you and all.

“It’s important! There’s this guy in my work and— never mind. Forget I said anything. I mean… beside the thank you. Wow, babbling is not my usual reaction to stress.”

“Well, if that makes you feel better I don’t usually chat with people I help out,” he said with a shrug, making you raise your eyebrows.

“So why do you now?” Not that I complain.

He shrugged again, coming a little closer again. “Nowhere to be. And you seem fun.”

Huh. Who would think a guy in a mask, lurking in a dark, would be such a nice person? He seemed genuine. You had no idea where he picked up the idea of you being fun, but you guessed he didn’t meet women protecting their handbags for recipes of all thing every night. Did he do that every night? Was that a thing?

You shook off the thoughts. “…thanks, I guess?”

“So, guy at work?” He smiled suggestively, clearly teasing you. You just gaped.

“Oh my god, I’m not talking about that with… with a masked guy! And… and it’s not like that,” you protested, questioning your own claim. Maybe?

“Really? So why that blush?”

You quickly checked you cheeks with your hand. “I don’t-“ You never blushed. You doubted you were now and your cheeks felt just normal-- that little shit. “You know, for a guy who lurks in a dark, you are sure pretty cocky.”

And for a near assault victim, I am pretty chatty and easy-going.

“People also say I’m a good listener,” he offered nonchalantly, a gentle smile on his lips.

You were not doing this, right? You wouldn’t just load that on a complete stranger? Then again, he was a complete stranger, so he couldn’t tell anyone who knew you. Mmm...

“…it’s not like that. I mean, yeah, he’s… handsome, but-- he’s… I barely know him, but he’s just really nice, you know? Like…” You licked your lips, finally letting the handbag rest on its usual place. “The kind of guy who would help you to pick up your stuff, even if he wasn’t be the one who ran into you. And the other day, I saw his telling a joke to someone who seemed down, but usually is a bitch to him. He’s the guy who would hold the elevator for you. Just… really nice. And lately… he seemed down himself. Not even his friend can cheer him up. So… yeah.”

“So… you decided to… cook something for him. For this… nice guy,” he summed up your monologue, looking a bit confused.

“Yeah. My friend met me at the bar and gave up her secret recipe for the best muffins in the world. I already bought the ingredients, guessing, but I didn’t pick up on the vanilla beans.”¨

“That’s really nice of you.”

“Well, it’s not like I’m saving his life,” you said, giving him a significant look.

Why were you smiling? You just almost got mugged! And you were chatting with a man who just broke someone’s bones! To be fair, he was really likeable. Had called you fun and nice. Not something you were used to.

“He could be depressed. So maybe you are.”

You couldn’t but smile wider. “Maybe. Though he probably gets bagels every morning… never mind. …And you know what, you are a good listener. But I should go. Got work to do.”

“Sure. Good luck with your… baking,” he wished you, grinning like a goddamn child. Was it really so amusing?

“If I have some spares, I’ll leave them on the rooftop for you,” you decided, freezing after you realized what you said. “A random rooftop! I wouldn’t want a masked guy to know where I live.”

He laughed. He honest to god laughed. “Of course. Go, I’ll call the police to pick those guys up.”

You didn’t need to be asked twice.

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You barely managed to sneak into the interns’ office – office? More like a closet – and make it out before they appeared behind a corner. These two guys started there recently, but you instantly liked them. The one with blond hair was smiling most of the time, a cheery smile that made you smile back even when you were busy and nearly harassed by your boss a minute before; the other one, the dark-haired one, had a gentler smile, a warming one – and you hadn’t seen much of it lately. If you were honest, you thought his idealism was being crushed; he was incredibly nice and polite to everyone as far as you saw him interact with people and you were sure that a firm like Landman and Zack wasn’t a place for his fragile soul-- and now you were just projecting.

The pair fell into their closet office and you released the breath you were holding. You resisted the urge to listen in with your ear at the door. It turned out, you didn’t have to; most of the offices were empty due to the lunch break and the blond man – okay, yeah, you heard him introduce himself as Foggy, which was ridiculous, but kinda cute – was very loud.

“Matt, a muffin.”

You bit your lip, a little nervous about not hearing Matt’s reaction.

“Matt, I swear to God, there is a muffin on your table. With a note on a toothpick in it and it says— oh. That’s just mean. Why would someone give a muffin on your desk only to tempt you?” Foggy sounded bewildered and a little hurt on the behalf of his friend.

You giggled into your palm. You had left a written note saying: ‘Don’t you dare to touch it, you, who are reading this.’

The trick was in leaving one more note – in braille. ‘Feel better and be happy. The offices are too dark without your smile. Enjoy.’

Which was an idiotic lie, because the offices were all glass and steel, having too much light most of the time, but the message was clear, you hoped. Not to mention Matt wouldn’t be able to tell. Because he was… well, blind. Which meant he couldn’t read the note not directed at him, but could read his own.

You sneaked from your office, coming a little closer, listening in.

“Dude, your face. Why do I have the feeling the braille version says something different?”

You smiled for yourself, hoping to cause at least a little rise of Matt’s lips while he was reading his personal note (it was a bitch to use the braille printer without no one noticing, okay, you were kinda proud of yourself). His response was quieter, but you pricked your ears and heard it.

“Because it does.”

Later, you were trying hard not to stare too blatantly when they passed your office, but you caught a glimpse anyway. Matt was smiling. Brightly.

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“This is so stupid, I’m crazy, I’m the craziest person to ever walk this Earth…” you were muttering as you laid a plate with two muffins in the middle of the rooftop. “If anyone’s gonna eat it, it’s gonna be Frank from 2B when coming to have a smoke. Or pigeons…”

“Did the nice guy liked his muffin?” sounded a voice from behind you and you jumped ten feet above— well, not. You literally fell on your ass, yelping in shock, your hand trying to keep your heart inside your ribcage. “Hey, easy there.”

You spun slowly to the source of the pleasant male voice, only to find a man dressed in nothing but black. With a mask on, naturally.

“Not sure. Maybe I just helped him to have a heart attack sooner. But I can ask him if he’s looking for one and refer him to you,” you complained, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath, easing your hand down.

Jesus.

“I apologize. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He offered you a gloved hand to help you up. But it was a warm night and forgetting the fact your pants would be no doubt terribly dirty from the concrete, you were actually fine sitting there. You patted on the other side of the plate instead. He hesitated.

“For some reason I don’t believe you,” you exclaimed darkly. “I’m not sure you deserve these…”

“They’re really for me?”

A shy smile appeared on his lips – you really needed to stop focusing on people’s lips, it was creepy, but to be fair, this guy wasn’t offering many things to go on and staring at his body tightly wrapped in black probably wasn’t much better. He lowered himself elegantly, sitting down on the offered place.

“I figured that you might appreciate it and you’ll burn the calories easily. And since I baked six of these…”

“Thanks.” He tentatively took off his gloves, reaching for one of the muffins. He took a bite.

You blinked in surprise at his trust. “They could be poisoned.”

He froze. “You wouldn’t.”

“How can you possibly know that?”

“No one who bakes a muffin just to cheer up a guy they barely know would try to poison me,” he reasoned, his confidence almost unshaken.

“I could have just made the story up. Or bake two batches, poison one of them and lay a trap.”

He frowned, taking another bite easily. “That sounds like an awfully lot of work, considering pigeons might have eaten this. Or Frank from 2B.”

“You— you heard that?” you asked, surprised.

“I have good ears. And taste buds. This is really good.”

“I’m glad. Maybe one day I can quit my soul-crushing job, steal all of my friend’s recipes and open a bakery. The Hell’s Bakery… in Hell’s Kitchen.”

He chuckled, the sound so light that it made you wonder how the hell this guy was a vigilante. Should he be like… dark and broody? I am batman, I’m the night?

“I would be a regular. I promise.”

You couldn’t help but smile as he finished the muffin and licked his thumb.

“He’s a lucky guy, you know. Having you to look out for him,” he offered casually.

“I told you, it’s not like that…” you repeated, though you were less and less convinced it was the truth. “…and he doesn’t know it was me.”

“You didn’t give it to him?” he sounded shocked. You thought he might have raised his eyebrows. “Just leaving it? Why?”

You shrugged. “I didn’t want him to feel… obligated to be grateful or something. Plus, me noticing he’s smiling less than usual? It’s a little creepy, I imagine. It’s better if I stay anonymous.”

“Huh. You really weren’t trying to… get his attention, were you?” He seemed genuinely surprised. Was it really that strange? “Why? Not your type? Have eyes on someone else?”

“Not my type…” you repeated lowly. “I think he’s everybody’s type.” He tilted his head curiously. “I don’t.”

“But?”

“But nothing. He’s… he’s him. I bet he has someone. He has this whole…” you gestured vaguely with your hands as if it could mean something. It did. To you. “…charming, take-me-home aura.”

“Take-me-home aura?” he parroted, bewildered.

“It’s hard to-“ you stopped in the middle of the sentence, realizing the absurdity of the situation. Muffins. Late night. Dim lights. Boy problems. “Oh god, I’m having a slumber party with a vigilante on a rooftop. I really am crazy.”

“Do you want to braid hair?” he suggested with that boyish grin you remembered from yesterday. “I’m no good at painting nails, but I rock at braiding.”

You looked at him incredulously, watching him for what could be a minute. Then you burst out laughing.

“I believe you. But I’m afraid I’ll have to decline. I’m very picky about who I let touch my hair.”

“Uh-huh Okay. What does take-me-home aura mean? Take home and..?”

“And snuggle him…” you hummed, thoughtful. “Or rip his clothes off, sometimes it’s hard to decide. Probably both in the right order.”

“Oh.”

You burst out laughing once more when seeing him so taken aback. Well, you thought he looked taken aback.

“Oh god, you look so spooked. I’m not gonna do that to you, or him. Have a muffin.”

He pouted, but relaxed and reached for his comfort food. “I’m not… spooked. It’s just… why don’t you?”

“Because I’m pretty sure dragging someone into my home and ripping their clothes off is a crime,” you emphasized, even though the irony was lost on this guy, since he was acting outside the law. Matt, on the other hand… was a lawyer.

“You could just ask him out.”

The smile froze on your lips. You cleared your throat. “Yeah, right. I forgot you don’t know me very well and you don’t know whom I’m talking about. He’s… like… waaaay out of my league. Professionally speaking – one day, I’m sure – and with his looks too.”

He nibbled his muffin, looking thoughtful. It was incredibly cute. “You said he was nice. I’m sure he wouldn’t turn you down.”

“A pity date. Yay for me.”

“…you don’t have very high opinion of yourself, do you?”

You shrugged. “I’m a realist.”

He set his muffin down, turning to you with his whole body. “I don’t have many references to your looks, since we’re meeting at night, but you seem like a great person and… I really don’t talk with people much. Not at all, if I can help it. But you’re easy to talk too. Even if it was a pity date, I’m sure he would have a good time. And maybe you would find out he’s just a guy and forget there are some… leagues or whatever,” he mimicked, sounding a little disgusted. He picked his muffin back, possibly to drown the bitterness of the word league.

Oh my god, how was this guy even real? There was no way he was not chatting with all victims of crime he saved.

“Thanks— what do I call you? Give me something. I don’t expect your real name, secret identities and all, but… something.”

“Huh. I don’t know. Uhm…”

“If you don’t come up with something, I will,” you threatened, your mind racing. He would either have a terrible name, compensating with a nickname, or a plain name no one would look twice at.

“Go for it,” he challenged, licking the remains of chocolate of his lips. You observed him for a minute, wondering.

“Mm. Alright. Thank you for your encouraging words… Clark.”

“Clark? Like… Clark Kent?”

“Yeah,” you confirmed, grinning. “Hero. Secret identity. Ripped. Sweet. Yeah, you’re Clark… you’re not wearing glasses to work, are you? Are you trying to look awkward, or better yet invisible? Unnoticed? Are you a journalist?” you asked quickly to cover up the fact you blatantly told him he had hot body.

“I’m not a journalist,” he said slowly, looking a bit alarmed. Though he didn’t deny the rest.

“Okay, okay, I’ll stop prying. But thanks. It’s… really sweet of you, but… I guess I’m too chicken to ask him out.”

The sentence lied heavily between you for few moments.

“…what if he asked you?”

You snorted. “Right. He doesn’t even know I exist, Clark. Doesn’t know my name.”

“Neither do I. And look at us, sitting on a rooftop, talking about boys.”

This time you laughed. “You just wriggled your eyebrows, didn’t you?”

“Maybe…” he played along mysteriously, before his smile softened. “Can I have your name?”

“Well, I guess there’s no point in denying you now know where I live, so a name wouldn’t add much. But you know what? I picked yours. Pick mine.”

“…okay. Nice to meet you… Lois.” He extended his hand towards you, making your breath hitch.

“Nice to meet you, Clark.” You shook his hand, swallowing the nervousness his choice left you in. The love interest? “Though I’m more of a Jimmy Olsen, don’t you think?” The friend.

He tensed, jerking to his feet, crouching, his head tilted. You almost had another heart attack at the sudden movement.

“I gotta go, I’m sorry. There’s… an assault a mugging in progress. But-“ he turned to you, his tense features softening a little, leaning into your space. “I chose the name on purpose.”

Then his freaking lips brushed your temple and he jogged away, jumping-- jumping off the roof. You flied to your feet as well, running after him, checking he wasn’t a bloody smudge on the pavement. He wasn’t. You saw only a shadow several rooftops over. You brought you hand to the place his lips touched your skin, still shocked.

What the actual hell?

You stood on the rooftop for a very long time, staring at the city lights, still trying to process that Clark had… pecked your temple. When you finally made it inside, you couldn’t fall asleep. After an hour of staring into the ceiling, you got up and… baked. Not wanting to bake the same stuff again, you improvised. You added cocoa powder, switched milk chocolate for dark and added some cherries you had bought the other day, hoping for an acceptable outcome.

When you had one of the muffins for breakfast, you came to conclusion it wasn’t half bad, packing one for lunch, counting on a zero lunch-break again. It turned out it was a good idea.

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Part 2

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I know there aren’t many Matt readers with me here, but someone might like it ;)

Thank you for reading :-* 

[im-totally-not-an-alien]

Final Fantasy 7 prompts no 38

1. Modern au where Sephiroth is Clouds stalker.

Zack just found out recently that Angeals friend is stalking some blond guy and he is not okay

He confronts the silverette, who has approximately zero shame, admitting he liked watching him from afar, and that this was none of Zacks business.

Zack disagrees and introduces himself to the blond a few days later.

A. Zack isn't sure how to tell the blond that a friend of his friend is stalking him and just hangs out with him to protect the chocobo

B. He tells him strait out and Cloud replies with, "Oh, I know. I'm just waiting for him to finally ask me out."

And Zack is floored

Sephiroth however is getting so many pep talks from people who know about his crush. He appreciates it.

2. Cloud never cared much for theater, but after Jessie died, he figured he would see a showing. Just to honor her.

He didn't expect to meet a certain red head, nor did he expect the redhead to make him fall in love with both theater and himself

Aka Cloud learns to self love

3. Tifa sleepy-cuddling with Aerith. Cute!

Plus: Cloud or Barret subtly watching over them like the big overprotective bros that they are

4. Aerith fought a new type of monster from the Shinra Science Department and she wound up stuck as a butterfly. How is she supposed to help save the world as a bug?!

5. RM Reno gets thrown into a parallel world where not only is Cloud a Turk, but is also his student.

Reno decides to run his baby-Turk through the ringer.

Cloud takes it like a champ, causing Reno to step up his game.

6. Everybody keeps flirting with Cloud, but he doesn't flirt back, so they assume he doesn't know how to flirt.

Until Genesis says something stupid and Cloud turned out to be smooth af

7. Tifa comes into Clouds apartment when he's away in chapter 4.

She does some snooping and pulls out a large box, roughly the length of a coffin from under the bed. She wasn't prepared for what she saw.

There, in the container, was a shattered porcelain doll. The man was rather attractive, with spikey black hair and a pretty face, despite some of it being missing. Tifa, of course, recognized the man immediately from nebilheim, but what was the doll version of that man doing here? And why was in Clouds room? Did they know eachother?

They must have, given the condition of the doll, and what seemed to be...a crafting kit?

Wouldn't it make more sense to use a repair kit?

She had so many questions...

8. "I will leave this world behind, and bring it no further harm. On one condition."

"What is it?" The blond asked, sounding too wary for his liking.

"You."

"What?!"

"I want you, Cloud."

9. Sephiroth, but with a Instagram/ Snapchat addiction

"About to flirt with my arch-nemesis, wish me luck! ;p. "

Cloud: *in the background* wtf

10. Cloud meeting Sephiroth in a futuristic virtual reality game, except Cloud doesn't know its him and the silverette chose not to tell him. Instead he takes this as an opportunity to get close to his puppet and figure out his weakpoints by playing the game with him.

11. Virtual reality au where Cloud has always been sickly and bedridden. He buys a virtual reality game and headset and is amazed by it. The air is fresh and clean and not at all like the disinfectant fumes that fill up the hospital. There's grass, and lakes and colour

But best of all, he can walk, no. He can run

He never wants to leave.

He winds up staring at another player in awe. Long silver hair and cat green eyes. The mans character even had similar long ears to Clouds. He remembered that it ment something. Elf? So they were the same species then.

The man noticed and glared at him before walking away, and the blond realized that he had been rude. Oh well. Nothing he can do about it now.

Based (extreemly) loosely on 1/2 Prince.

12. Cloud popped back in time and basically he just starts following Sephiroth around to make sure he's not going to go crazy again.

Sephiroth, of course, finds this to be rather objectionable up until the mysterious man began sorting through his stacks of paperwork and labeling them.

Now he's fine with it.

The rest of ShinRa? Not so much...not like they can do anything about it though.

13. Cloud dies and Sephiroth is there on the other side waiting for him

14. Drugged/ Drunk Sephiroth

15. Vincent dramatically revieling to CC Sephiroth that he is his father.

Cloud introduces himself and the living doll his alien not mom made for him out of a corpse. Needless to say he was less happy about the second one, but latches onto both anyway.

Genesis keeps taking Cloud out to get the doll new outfits and make him proform on a stage, which Vincent joins in on. Sephiroth joins in to be with them and they accedently become a theater group. Oops.