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Chapter 1: Bitter Sweetness ♡ (Contract Killer!Soap x Baker!Reader) - NSFW

tw: age gap (Reader being 20, Soap being 31), manipulation, dacryphilia, noncon to dubcon, dead dove!!, big pp in small cunny :(

A/N: Wrote this a loooooooong time ago. Started off pretty cute until I let my period hormones finish the rest of the fic, sigh… Rip reader’s cunny.. AGAIN. (PS: I’m truly sorry for botching the Scottish slangs used.)

It wasn't unusual for people to not understand John 'Soap' MacTavish's Scottish slang. It also wasn't unusual for people to not even try and understand the Scottish lad. Unless it was crucial info to the mission on hand, most jokes and smartass remarks from Soap wasn't really worth repeating after the awkward silence or straight up laughter from his teammates.

He appreciated his team, he really does. There are times his jokes were reciprocated well, especially with his close friend- Ghost, but it's not often so he tries not to mind.

Well, until today at least.

Your soft giggles and laughs were like music to Soap's ears as you looked up to the man through your eyelashes. The bread on the counter was long forgotten as he watched you take humour to his passing joke.

"Sorry- I really do love your accent! It's scottish, right?" You tilted your head in a manner so cute, Soap's brain momentarily shut off.

"Yeah.." He answered slowly, almost shyly as he tried not to get distracted by how pretty you looked. "I'm Johnny,"

"I'm (Y/N)! I haven't seen you here at our bakery for a long while!" Your voice was cheerful and warm as you introduced yourself.

"Aye, been on a.. trip.." Soap mumbled, "Just got back this mornin’..”

"That's wonderful! Is there anything specific that you'd like to add on, Mr. Johnny? We recently hired a sandwich maker, so if you'd like-" You rambled a little about the menu and Soap nodded along, watching you carefully with a small smile.

"D'ye have any of yer pies?"

Your eyes twinkled at his question, "We sure do! We've got the classic chicken pot pie and vegetable pies for the savoury pies, aaaand we've got a blueberry pie, apple pie and lemon meringue pie for the sweet pies today!"

"I'll take a chicken pot pie, and a slice of yer blueberry pie." Soap watched your fingers press the buttons on the cash register before turning around to get the pastries.

He felt a little giddy and warm as he waited for his food, watching you interact with a customer on the other side.

"For here or to go, Mr. Johnny?" You asked as you turned back to him with the order and the bread he picked out earlierin a paper bag.

"To go, lassie."

"Here's your food then, sir." You said with a wide smile as Soap handed you the cash. You took the $100 bill and gave back his $83 dollar change. "Have a good day!"

He returned your smile, "Keep the change, lassie."

"W-What? It's more than 80 dollars! This is too much!"

"Aye, but ye are too sweet for yer own good, love. Ye deserve it." Soap winked, walking towards the exit of the shop as he watched you sputter out thanks and goodbyes.

♡ ______ ♡

"Mr. Johnny! You're back!" You put down the tray of cookies onto the table next to the cash register, quickly walking over to the scottish man who stood at the entrance. "Haven't seen you in a few days! Where were you?"

“S’just Johnny fer ye, lassie,” He smiled warmly as he walked closer to meet you, "Had some work."

"You must be very busy with work, huh?" Your smile as sweet as ever as you looked up at him.

"Aye."

"Well, good thing I have something new just for you!" You pulled him towards the freshly baked cookies on the counter. "Are you a fan of cookies?"

"Oh? Are ye offering, lass?" Soap teased.

You nodded in excitement, "Yep! You're the first one to try the new recipes out! You wanna try one?" You handed him the warm heart shaped cookie.

Soap looked at you before looking back down at the cookie. He broke a piece off and popped it into his mouth. The buttery dough and sugar melted in his mouth, with the slight chocolate flavour from the chips.

Your much shorter stature made it hard to see you in the line of the large man, but that didn't stop you from standing on your toes and trying to look at his expression.

"How is it? Was it too dry? I saw the recipe on instagram a couple days ago and tweaked it a bit, I hope I didn't mess it up!-"

"It's delicious, lass."

You stopped and looked at his smiling Soap. "Really?"

"Mhm." Soap hummed and ate another piece.

You laughed in joy, clapping your hands together, "I'm glad! I'll let you take the rest of the batch home!"

"Ah- no need. Keep them, lass."

You looked at Soap with a questioning look, "Why? They're yours! It's a gift!"

Soap shook his head, "I'll take a couple, but the rest should go to yer customers."

"Well, I kinda made them for you specifically, so.." You blushed. "It'd make me happy if you could take all of it, Johnny."

"Aren't ye too young to be giving a lad like me a gift, lassie?"

"I'm twenty this year," Your lips formed a small pout, "I'm not a child."

"Still younger than me, aye?"

"...How old are you?"

"Thirty-one."

"So what's eleven years?-"

"A big gap." He curtly replied with a teasing smile.

You stared at Soap for a moment before you sighed, "Please? I made them for you.." You handed him the cookies in a box, neatly tied into a bow now. You don't seem to be hiding your advances either with how persistent you were.

What a naive young woman.

"Fine, if it's yer wish, lassie. But I will pay."

"It's a gift, Johnny. Free of charge."

"Nae, I'll pay, lassie."

You pouted again.

Soap sighed and reached out to you. Your breath hitched when his rough and calloused hand cupped your cheek, his thumb rubbing circles into the soft flesh.

"It's one dollar," You feigned annoyance.

"Is it really?"

A defiant nod was his only reply, "It's only a dollar."

"Well, then," Soap's fingers tilted your chin up, making you meet his gaze. "That's a steal, isnae?"

"Ye take tips, lassie?" His thumb gently traced your lips as he watched your eyelids flutter lightly at his touch.

"Maybe.." Your voice barely above a whisper.

"Then, this is my tip, aye?" Soap leaned down and captured your lips into a gentle kiss.

Your eyes fluttered close as you felt his lips on yours, soft and chaste. The scent of the bakery around you and the taste of the man before you was overwhelmingly sweet.

When he pulled away, you could only stare at him.

"Yer too pretty for yer own good, bonnie," He smirked, squeezing your cheeks playfully. "Yer shouldn't be giving kisses to strangers."

You blushed hard, feeling the heat from your ears, cheeks and neck.

"I really like the way you speak… And the way you treat me," You muttered shyly. "And you're not a stranger,"

"Am I not?" Soap raised a brow, "We barely know each other, lassie. For all ye know, I could've been a serial killer."

"You wouldn't." You replied immediately. "You're not a bad person... I think," Your lips quirked into a smirk, "You're a softie."

"Oh, ye think so?"

"Mmhm. You're not mean to the staff, and you always give nice compliments,"

"Do I now?" He tilted his head with a smirk, "And how did ye come to that conclusion?"

"I’m secretly super smart," You smiled mischievously.

"Yer a sneaky little lassie," Soap pinched your cheek.

"You have to come back here everyday now, by the way," You puffed your cheeks, "It's not free to kiss the owner's daughter,"

Soap snorted, "Aye, I'll have to come back here every day, then. What a pain."

You giggled and pushed the box of cookies into his arms.

♡ ______ ♡

It's pretty much common sense to get to know someone before dating them but you just can't help it can you?

"Shite! I've got a fuckin' date, tonight!" Soap cursed as he swung the metal bat one last time into the captive's head, knocking them dead before inspecting the blood splatter on his shirt.

It's good to get to know someone in case they're a serial killer.. Like John 'Soap' McTavish.

Well, contract killer would be a more appropriate term. Assassin even, if you're into technicalities.

"Which poor girl did you force into a date with you?" Ghost snickered as he lazily flipped his dagger as he watched the Scottish man tried to clean his shirt; only to smear the blood more.

"I didnae force anyone! I've been talking to the baker's daughter. She asked me out!"

Ghost scoffed, "The young one? Barely out of school? What is she, 16?"

"She's twenty," Soap glared.

"Jesus Christ," Ghost rolled his eyes, "That's still a kid."

"Fuck off, ye git." Soap muttered before looking for a spare shirt to change into.

Ghost tossed him the packet of wet wipes, "Don't worry, I won't tell Price you're taking advantage of a poor girl."

"I'm not fucking taking advantage of her!"

"You're 11 years older than her, mate." Ghost patted his shoulder and left the warehouse.

Soap grumbled a string of curses and finished cleaning himself up.

♡______ ♡

"Tomato soup?" The way you tilted your head was still as cute as the first time he saw you.

"Aye. The bastard tipped it all over my favourite shirt." Soap said, leaning against the counter.

"Aww," You pouted, "And you didn't get his number? At least make him pay for dry cleaning?"

"Nae, I didnae." Soap's lips twitched upwards, "Didn't get a chance to ask."

"Here lemme look," Your innocent eyes flickered to his shirt, a little blood stained where the button down met the fabric of his pants. You didn't seem to mind as you looked him up and down.

Soap chuckled, "Are ye checking me out, bonnie?"

You blushed and giggled softly.

"M’looking at your shirt, silly! You got some on your pants too.." You lightly scratched at the fabric. "Must've been some thick tomato soup! If I didn't know any better i'd have guessed that it was blood.." You teased.

Soap smirked, "Yer a curious little kitten, aren't ye?"

"Maybe~”

Soap leaned forward and gently grasped your chin, his thumb rubbing over the plump skin of your lips. If only you knewwhat his hands were capable of doing.

What the stains really were...

Would you still have that bright, curious glint in your eyes?

"You're staring, Johnny~"

Soap was shaken out of his thoughts. He was so caught up with his thoughts he didn't realise that he had been staring at your face, his eyes tracing the features that were becoming oh so familiar.

"Yer a beauty, lass." He whispered, voice low and almost gruff.

"You should take a picture, it'll last longer," You joked.

Soap shook his head, "Where would the fun be in that, lassie?"

"Well," You wrapped your arms around his waist and hugged him, burying your face into his chest. "You could also let me stay the night?" Your voice was shy and muffled.

Soap smiled, "Aye, I'd love to have ye in my bed, bonnie."

"Johnny!"

"What? I wasnae lying when I said ye were too pretty fer yer own good,"

"You're being lewd." You poked his chest.

"And ye aren't, aye? Askin' a lad like me to share a bed with ye."

"Shut up, Johnny. You know what I mean,"

"Aye,"

"Johnnyyyyyy!"

"I like yer laugh, bonnie," Soap mumbled into your hair, his lips brushing over the soft strands. "Wanna hear more of it,"

"You'll see me tomorrow."

"Aye, and the day after that,"

"And the day after that, and the day after that,"

Soap hummed, "Yer really going to have to stay the night with me." He tightened his hold on you.

You giggled, "Only if you want to.."

"I do. I do."

"Okay, then,"

Soap leaned down to peck your forehead before scooping you into his arms. You squealed and laughed, hugging his neck.

"Let's go, then, bonnie."

♡ ______ ♡

"W-wait! It's.. It's too big!-" Your eyes were tearing up from the intense pleasure, your voice hoarse and scratchy.

"Come on, bonnie. Ye can take it." Soap panted, his voice gravelly and gruff. "Relax for me, love."

You whimpered as he tried to fit his bulbous cock into your virgin hole. Your tiny cunt was trying to squeeze and suck him in, the wet squelching of your arousal not doing anything to help.

"J-Johnny, it's not gonna fit," You cried, tears streaming down your cheeks.

The older man reached down and rubbed tight circles into your clit, making your whole body twitch in sensitivity.

"O-oh, f-fuck.." You whined, toes curling and fingers grasping at the sheets.

"Language, bonnie,"

"S-Sorry," You mumbled, your pussy clenching and releasing around the head of his cock.

"That's it, bonnie, nice and easy.." Soap pushed further and you cried, a mix of pleasure and pain.

"Johnny, pull out! Pull out!-" You pushed against his chest as he smiled sadistically, forcing his cock into you.

"Relax, lass," He purred, "Ye can take it."

"N-No!-" You screamed. "I c-can't! It's too much! Ah-" His lips latched onto your tender nipple, sucking and nibbling.

"Just a bit more, bonnie," He mumbled. "Almost in.."

"P-please, no! I c-can't!" You sobbed, feeling his large hand on your abdomen, pressing down on your belly.

"Johnnyyyy~" You cried.

"Hush, love," He soothed, his lips latching onto yours.

You whined and moaned as he slowly inched himself into your small body, his hips flush against yours.

"There yer go, bonnie. All of me in yer little cunt," Soap praised, his rough palm cupping your cheek. "Good girl, taking all of me like that,"

You sniffled and nodded, a few stray tears falling. "S'hurts.. You gotta pull out, Johnny.. M'can't take it.."

God, the sight of you spread open under him, your eyes teary and cheeks pink, the way your walls fluttered and gripped his cock, the feeling of you around him, soft and pliant.

It was driving him mad. The feeling of ruining your innocence, the pleasure and satisfaction from taking your first time and the lust from fucking a young and naive girl was overwhelming.

He wanted more.

He wanted to see you break and shatter.

"I will, i will... Gonna pull out just for ye," Soap cooed, pulling out until only the tip remained.

You breathed a sigh of relief.

Soap slammed his hips back into yours, a loud scream and a sob ripped from your throat.

"Aww, poor bonnie.." He cooed, "Didnae mean to hurt ye,"

You couldn't form any coherent sentences as he rutted into you, your body rocking back and forth with the power of his thrusts.

His fingers were tormenting your poor clit, pinching and pulling at the sensitive nub as he smiled with a crazedexpression.

"I-It hurts! S-stop- N-no more!"

"Yer too fuckin' tight, love. So fuckin' good around me,"

"J-Johnny, please.. Help! H-help someone- Mmpff!-"

Soap captured your lips into a messy kiss, his tongue exploring every crevice and cavity. He sucked and licked at the roof of your mouth, his teeth biting at your bottom lip.

"Now, now, bonnie. Yer wouldn't want the neighbours to hear, would ye?" He covered your mouth with his hand and you sobbed, your eyes squeezing shut as he abused your cunt.

"That's it, lassie. Just let me fuck ye, nice and easy,"

Your body was wracked with sobs, torn between pain and pleasure. Your walls were clamping and fluttering around his cock, trying to milk him.

"Such a good girl," Soap moaned, "So good for me, aren't ye?"

"C-Can't breathe.." You whimpered in between sobs.

"But if I lift my hand, yer gonna start screaming and crying again, aren't ye?"

"N-No.."

"Don't lie, love," Soap smirked, "Yer such a naughty girl."

"I p-promise! Please- Need to breathe-" Your face was red from the lack of air and Soap chuckled.

"If ye say so, love," He slowly lifted his hand and you gasped, gulping in the air.

"P-Please! S-slow d-down- Ah!" You threw your head back, nails scratching at his arms.

"Beg fer it, bonnie. Beg fer it,"

"Please, slow down.. I-It's too much- J-Johnny please!" You whimpered.

"Alright, love. I'll give ye a break," Soap smirked, his hips slowing down. "See, I'm not that bad, am I?"

"N-No.." You whimpered softly as he petted your hair

"But I think ye need to thank me fer taking care of yer, hm?"

"T-Thank you," You mumbled, feeling his cock pull out, only the tip remaining.

"Ye think ye can take it a little more, lassie?" Soap grinned, "Ye want more, aye?"

"N-no! P-pull out, please!"

"Come on, love. We've come this far," Soap's voice was low and husky, sending shivers down your spine. "You love me, right? Ye wouldn't leave me hanging like this."

"I-I can't-"

"Oh, but ye can,"

"Please! I can't-"

"Say ye don't love me,"

"..."

"See? Come on.. Yer not a kid, bonnie. Ye can do it,"

"...O-okay, Johnny.."

"That's my good girl.." Soap cooed, pulling out slightly and slamming back into your abused cunt.

You muffled your screams into his shoulder and cried as he continued his ruthless pace. Your pussy was leaking and throbbing, the pleasure of his cock hitting all the right places.

"That's it, bonnie. Take all of me. Such a good girl for me, aren't ye? Ye take all my cock so well," He started playing with your clit and you thrashed, the stimulation becoming too much.

"Ahh-! S-Stop- I-It's too- Too m-much!"

"Yer close, aren't ye, love?"

You nodded frantically, tears streaming down your cheeks. "C-can't- P-pull out- N-Not ins-side-!"

"I'm sorry, bonnie. Can't do that,"

"N-No- Please, p-pull out-!" You sobbed.

"I'm afraid that's not gonna happen, lassie."

"No- N-No- I-It's coming-! P-pull out! N-not inside!" He cut you off with a deep kiss and you moaned, the pressure in your belly reaching its limit.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your orgasm washing over you. You screamed and thrashed, your back arching.

"There we go, love," Soap growled. "Take my load, love. I'm going to breed ye. Knock ye up, bonnie. Gonna fill ye with my seed," He grunted and came, his warm cum filling your womb and spilling out from the sides.

There was so much of it.

"N-no.. Don't like this.." You whined.

"Shhh," Soap kissed you again, "It's alright, love. Ye did so good,"

"Johnny..." You started crying again and he wrapped his arms around you.

"Shhh, it's okay. I'm here, bonnie. I've got ye," You pushed him away weakly.

"Now, don't be like that, bonnie. I just wanna hold ye." Soap pouted and you shook your head.

"Don't want you.. N-no.."

"But why, love? I thought ye loved me?" He smirked, knowing how you'd react.

"Y-you.. You didn't stop-" You weakly tried to get out of bed, but ended up on the floor.

"Aww, did ye hurt yerself, bonnie?"

"L-Leave me alone!"

Soap frowned, "Now that's not nice, lassie. Watch yer tone with me,"

"N-no! Stay away!"

Soap sighed and walked over to you. He picked you up and laid you back on the bed, your face red and blotchy. You kept on trying to push him away, but you were too weak.

"I'm going to have to clean ye up, aye? Ye wouldn't want to wake up all sticky, would ye?"

"L-Let me go!" You were struggling to push him back.

"Ye have no right to refuse me, bonnie." He said, "If ye keep pushing me, i might have to teach ye a lesson."

You didn't care and kept on trying to get away from him. In the midst of your struggle, you slipped your hands out of his hold and slapped him, hard.

His face turned red and his eyes were wide, a shocked expression on his face. He touched the spot where you hit him and chuckled, his laughter turning into a full blown fit.

"Getting feisty, are we, lassie? Yer a brave one, aren't ye?"

You gulped, afraid. You realised your mistake and quickly scrambled off the bed, stumbling to the other side of the room.

Soap was much faster, his large hands grabbing your waist and throwing you back on the bed. You screamed and tried to hit him, but he was faster.

"What did I tell ye, bonnie?"

"Y-You said n-nothing about this! I thought you were different!-"

"Aye, ye liked my accent, didn't ye?"

"W-what-?"

"And ye thought I was a good guy, didn't ye? Aye, ye did,"

"I thought-"

"Ye young lassies are the same. So gullible," Soap smirked, his lips hovering near yours.

"Let me go!"

"Now why would I do that? Yer mine and I'm yers. Isn't that right, bonnie?"

You shook your head, tears running down your cheeks.

"That's right. Yer my sweet little girl, and I'm yer Johnny." He pulled you into his chest, a hand threateningly wrapped around your throat from behind. "And that means, yer gonna be nice and all cute with me, and we're gonna get along, aye?"

You sobbed and nodded, not wanting to make him angrier.

"Good, good. I'm glad yer smart, love,"

"L-Let me go, please.. I w-won't tell a-anyone.."

"Now, now. I'll let ye go once we're done here but it doesn't mean you get to go, if you know what I mean," He chuckled.

"D-don't touch me," You tried to sound intimidating but he only found it cute.

"I can't do that, lass. I already told ye. Yer my lassie, and I'm yer man." He kissed your forehead affectionately. "S'okay, yer gonna love it sooner or later, aye?"

"I-I'm scared.."

"No, don't be, love. M'still yer Johnny." He pressed a gentle kiss on the corner of your lips.

You sniffled and relaxed a little.

"Yer still so tense, love. How about we get ye cleaned up, aye?" His deceptively sweet voice contradicting the horror he had put you through.

"Now don't go anywhere.. Or i'll kill ye," He kissed the tip of your nose.

You nodded.

He left the room and went into the bathroom. He brought out a small basin and a washcloth. He soaked the washcloth in the basin and squeezed the excess water out.

"Spread yer legs for me, love. Nice and easy," You obeyed him, not wanting to make him mad.

He gently rubbed the warm cloth between your thighs, cleaning the dried cum and juices.

"There ye go... Nice and easy.." He cooed as he softly cleaned you up as you whimpered softly.

"There's a good girl, ye did so well.."

You were still sobbing and hiccupping as he placed the washcloth back in the basin.

"Hurts.." You whined.

"What hurts, baby girl?"

"Down there.. Hurts.." Tears fell from your eyes as you complained.

"Aww, ye poor thing.. S'okay, I'll help ye..." He set the basin aside and pulled you into his chest.

You were still sobbing, trying to pull away from him, but his arms held you in place.

"Shhh.. It's okay, love... Ye did so good... Yer my good girl. Did so well for me..."

He gently stroked your hair and soothed you, whispering comforting words in your ear.

"I-It hurts so much.."

"I know.. M'sorry, bonnie.. Ye felt too good, m'couldn't help it.." He cooed, his voice gentle and warm.

"Why'd you have to be so rough? Why'd you have to hurt me like that?"

"S'because, love... Yer such a good girl, m'just wanted to show ye how much I love ye..." He smirked to himself as he watched you slowly relax in his arms.

"But it still hurts.."

"I promise I won't hurt ye like that again.."

"Please don't ever do this to me again.."

"I'm sorry, bonnie.." He cooed as he softly petted your hair.

You were silent except for the soft whimpering and sobbing.

"Are ye mad at me, love?"

"..."

"Ye can say yes, love... M'not mad at ye..."

You shook your head, not sure if you could answer him.

"I dunno.." You were confused, unsure how to feel.

"I'll be a better man, bonnie. I promise, I won't ever hurt ye again. Ye don't deserve to be treated this way."

"P-promise..?" Your tearful doe eyes met his icy blue ones.

"Aye, bonnie. I promise."

"Then I forgive you." You murmured as he hugged you tightly.

"Yer such a kind soul, lassie." He smirked to himself, his fingers gently rubbing the small of your back.

"Thank you.."

"Yer welcome, love."

"Can we get some sleep?" You asked, your voice hoarse. "M'so tired.."

"Aye, we can." He gently laid you down on the bed, kissing your forehead.

"Can you cuddle with me?" Soap’s cock jolted a bit in excitement from how pathetic you sounded.

"Sure, bonnie."

"Thank you..." You sniffled softly into his chest, desperately snuggling the warm skin for comfort.

"There, there.. I'm here, love.."

"I love you, Johnny.."

"M'love ye too, bonnie."

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babewiththepower86 · 2 years

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You are my Sunshine (Klaus Hargreeves x Female Reader)

Summary: The following 4105 words could possibly be part of a larger story if you like it. This part takes place right after Sir Hargreeves has died and the siblings are discussing whether Luther is accusing them of killing their dad. When a female reader calls Klaus in distress. (Klaus and reader are married)

“Can we hurry this along?” Diego saids impatiently

“I thought we could have the memorial service at sundown. Out by Dad’s favorite tree.” Luther states

“Dad had a favorite tree?” Allison questions

“The big elm? He, um...he used to take me out there and we’d sit and...and talk about…” Luther trails off, awkward, as he realizes none of the others were ever privy to this particular side of dad. “It doesn’t matter. What’s important is: there are things we still need to discuss.”

“Question. Will there be food?” Klaus asks “Like what?” Allison asked, ignoring Klaus.

“Like Dad. The way he died” Luther pointed out

“Aaaand here we go.” Diego said getting up from his seat

“I thought it was a heart attack?” Vanya said

“According to the coroner.”

“Yeah, well, I think he’d know.” Allison said

“His heart stopped at 4:32 in the morning. We know the exact moment, because of his pacemaker.” Luther said

“Why does that matter?” Vanya asked

“There are over 250 cameras on the property. You know how Dad was.” Luther said matter factly

Everyone looked at Klaus as his phone started to ring, belting out Love Grows by Edison Lighthouse, Klaus pulled out his phone, his brows knitted together and he frowned slightly from seeing the name on his caller id.

“Give me a minute guys, I have to take this.” he quickly said getting up from his spot on the couch and started to leave the room.

“What’s more important than dad right now Klaus? I swear if that is your drug dealer I will knock you out.” Luther accused, taking steps to Klaus. Without even looking back Klaus holds up his hand that is tattooed with Goodbye at Luther, and with the other hand answers his phone.

“Love, are you okay?” confusion and concern heavy in his voice.

“It’s Mazie. I don't know what’s wrong, she won’t wake up, she is breathing. I’m so scared I don’t know what to do. I’m sorry I interrupted but Love, I didn’t know who else to call.” y/n cried out, complete anguish in their voice.

“Okay,okay y/n breath, it’s alright I’m right here. Love breath, start from the beginning okay. It’s okay, our Mazie Daisy is going to be just fine.” Klaus calmly states trying to keep all the worry out of his tone, causing y/n even more stress. “Where are you right now? I’m coming to get you okay.” moving to the front door.

Before y/n can answer or Klaus gets to the entrance, Pogo interrupts, “Master Klaus, there is a young lady at the door for you.” Klaus drops his phone and bolts for the door. Y/n is standing there with Mazie cradled in her arms and Ollie at her side.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t know what else to do, she won’t wake up and I need you.” tears streaming out of her eyes. Klaus wraps them in his arms, pressing a kiss to their forehead.

“It’s okay, my love. We’ll figure it out.”

“Klaus, who the hell are these people!”Luther thunders causing y/n to jump and Ollie to start crying. Klaus turns to Luther, flips him off, then lowers himself to Ollie, placing his hand lightly on Ollie’s tiny body.

“Hey little man, it’s okay. Paid no attention to that big ape over there. Daddy is right here.” then takes him in a big hug. Ollie nods into Klaus’s arms and wraps his tears on Klaus’s shirt. “‘Azie hurt dada.”

“I know little man, let’s get our Mazie Daisy help okay?” Ollie nods and takes Klaus’s hand. With his other hand Klaus reaches up to cress y/n’s check then wanders down to Mazie’s head, runs his fingers through her baby fine hair.

Finally, Klaus turns to his siblings that have gathered around his family.

“ You lot can make your peace later, Pogo, where is Mom, my daughter needs medical help now.”

“Right this Master Klaus.” Pogo saids leading them to the medical bay

Y/n lays Mazie on the metal table and kisses her little head. “You stay strong my little Mazie Daisy, Daddy and I can’t lose you yet, okay. I love you so much. Don’t be scared, love. They are going to help you okay. You come back to Daddy and me and Ollie, you’re his big sister he needs you.” More tears fall from her eyes as Klaus pulls y/n away.

“Come love, it will be alright. Mom can fix her. She is going to be okay, running around with Ollie in no time causing as much mischief as they used to, okay?”

Klaus takes y/n and Ollie back to the sitting room where the rest of his siblings have gathered again. Y/n still shaken up and barely there, lost in her head of all the things that could go wrong in just a few hours she might lose Mazie and she doesn’t know how to cope. Klaus isn’t much better but he is being the strong one today for y/n. He doesn’t know if his new family would be able to survive if their Mazie didn’t leave that table today. Together both Klaus and y/n are thinking of all the things Mazie would miss if she didn’t wake up. Birthdays, holidays, Ollie growing up, making friends, going to school, arguments with her parents when she is a teenager and thinks she knows better, finding the love of her life, and so much more. With each new thought entering y/n brain her sobs get louder and her body starts to shake. Klaus helps y/n slowly into the seat he was in before her call and then takes a seat on the arm of the couch. Ollie carefully climbs into y/n’s lab and hugs his mommy tightly, although he isn’t fully aware of what is happening he knows that his sissy is hurt and mommy and daddy are sad.

“Now are you telling us what is going on?” Luther asked

Klaus hissed at him as his fingers combed through y/n hair. “Why does everything have to be right this second, don’t you have eyes, can’t you see my wife is barely holding it together.” he snapped.

Vanya stepped in front of y/n crouching down and placed a hand on her knee to get her attention. “Can I get you anything? Do you like tea?”

Y/n looked at Vanya and nodded tears still running down her face.

“Okay, I’ll go put on a kettle, Klaus do you know how she likes her tea.” Klaus chuckles softly, “Her name is y/n and yes with enough sugar to kill a man, no milk or cream.” At that comment y/n smiles lightly and shakes her head. “Okay I’ll be right back, it’s very nice to meet you y/n I wish it was under better circumstances.” Vanya states then turns to leave for the kitchen. “Thank you Vanya.” Klaus calls to her. Vanya simply nods and continues on her way to make tea.

Allison steps forward slightly through Klaus and y/n, “So when did this all happen? You’re married and you have two kids? Why didn’t you tell us?” She asks, keeping her voice calm and even.

“Yea seems pretty unbelievable for you Klaus, last time any of us saw you, you were high as a kite, with a one way ticket to the grave.” Diego finally saiding what was on his mind. Klaus starts to get up by y/n puts a hand on his arm.

“Take Ollie.” Y/n saids her voice suddenly was hard and unforgiving. Before anyone can blink y/n has Diego pinned to the floor with his own knife at his throat.

“Don’t you ever talk about my husband that way!” y/n snarled “You don’t know him anymore! The next time I hear one unkind word I will cut your tongue out with your own knife, you understand me.” y/n finished stepping away from Diego, throwing his knife 1 centimeter away from his head.

Y/n walked back to Klaus returning to her seat, resting her head on Klaus’s arm and taking Ollie back into her lap.

“You may not find me threatening but y/n doesn’t take well to any of us being threatened.” Klaus smirks.

“Yea y/n is a bad bitch.” Ben chimes in causing Klaus to laugh and Ollie to gasp. “Daddy, Uncle Ben say bad word.” that makes everyone pay more attention to the little 3 year old on y/n lap. Y/n turns to where Ben is sitting behind everyone. “Ben, you know better than to swear in front of my children, even though what is said is true.”

“Sorry y/n.” Ben looks to his feet.

“Klaus that is just low even for you. Ben isn’t here, that's just inconsiderate to us.” Luther saids.

“Have you all forgotten my power, that I can see the dead. That power just happens to pass on to Mazie and Ollie and for whatever weird reason y/n can also see the dead.”

“Well I’m just crazy.” y/n adds

“Well you married me so that was a given.” Klaus said, kissing the top of her head.

Just then Vanya returned from the kitchen with a coffee mug in her hands.

“Here you go y/n, I hope it is okay.” Vanya gives y/n a small smile, “Oh I also brought your son a juice box that was in the fridge.” she saids handing it to Ollie. “Ollie what do you say?” Klaus tells his son. “Tank you!” Ollie says with a big grin. “What about ‘Azie?” at that y/n frown returns and regret fills her body, how did she forget her daughter, tear reform in her eyes. “When Mazie Daisy wakes up she can have one, okay little man.” Klaus tells him

“Okay stop. Before anything else happens there are some questions that need to be answered right now Klaus.” Luther states, crossing his arms. “Allison and Diego are right that last we heard of you, you were tweaked out and that was 7 years ago. So what the hell happened that you are married and have two kids.” At each work y/n tensed and her free hand balled into a fist ready to take out Luther.

“Love it is okay, relax, yes they could be nicer in asking but I think you’ll hurt Luther’s feelings if you wipe the floor with his ass.” Klaus said into y/n ear, combing his fingers through her hair to try and calm her emotions.

“Fine.” y/n said through her teeth.

“Ask your questions, nicely or well you saw what y/n did to Diego.” Klaus says to his siblings.

“I’ll go first,” Allison says, raising her hand a little. Klaus nods to her, “When did you meet?” Klaus smirks “She fell from the heavens.” y/n rolled her eyes “I did not, you basically ran me over not looking where you were going.” y/n says smacking Klaus’s arm. Klaus laughed.

“Okay fine, I was walking out of rehab and might have walked directly into y/n making her drop all of her books she was carrying.” Klaus said sheepishly.

“He scared me half to death and my books went everywhere, however he was nice enough to help pick them all up, then ask for my number because and I quote. ‘It’s not everyday an angel falls into my lap.’” y/n adds shaking her head.

“Anyway I knew the second my eyes meant hers I would be with her forever, she didn’t even say anything and I was already madly in love with her.”

“He’s lucky he is cute.” y/n sighs

“Well then I purposely kept bumping into y/n and then after a month she agreed to date me, shockingly. Then six months later I asked my dearest y/n to marry me and for whatever reason she said yes.” Klaus finished with a flourish of his hands showing off his wedding band.

“Maybe I’m just crazy.” y/n supplied

“She married you Klaus, she is crazy.” Ben chipped in. Klaus turned and hissed at him. “Love you too Ben.” Y/n yelled over her shoulder laughing.

“So you want us to believe you have been married for 7 years and been completely sober the entire time when just a couple hours ago you were acting as if you were high.” Luther saids the frown on his face that just seemed to be a permanent feature deepened. This time Klaus had no control over y/n, she leaped up from the couch and got right into Luther’s face.

“Why is it so hard to wrap your pea sized braid around? Do you think this is just a show! An act for Klaus’s entertainment? My daughter might die, you're niece I might add! Could die tonight!” y/n yelled then completely crumbled to the floor sobs taking over her body. Klaus got up and got down on the floor wrapping y/n in his arms.

“Please, she can’t die Klaus, she can’t. I won’t be able to survive. Not our Mazie Daisy. Why is this happening? I don’t understand.” A flood of tears escaped y/n eyes, sobs wracked her body and her wails made everyone stop breathing for a second. Hugging her tighter and slowly rubbing his hands down her back, tears finally left his eyes for the first time tonight. Slowly he started to hum You are my Sunshine in y/n ear. Y/n cried harder and crumbled into Klaus on the hardwood floor.

Ollie put his juice box on the coffee table and wandered over to Klaus and y/n.

“Mommy, daddy… is ‘Azie going to be with Uncle Ben?” his words barely coming more than a whisper Y/n wails got louder at the thought of their little girl as a ghost never growing up. Klaus carefully looked at Ollie, “I hope not, Mazie still has a lot of growing to do, you and Mazie have so many more years of life before that.” taking Ollie into his arms. Holding Y/n and Ollie close to him. Klaus sighed and looked up to the ceiling and silently prayed to a god he didn’t even know was real.

Allison and Vanya came over to the little family on the floor, and joined their little group hug.

“Mom won’t let anything happen to her y/n.” Allison said

“Yea, plus I want to meet my niece so she has to be okay.” Vanya added

“Klaus, why don't you take y/n and Ollie to your old room to lay down, Vanya and I will take care of these assholes.” Allison added turning to glare at Luther and Diego.

Klaus helped y/n up off the floor and picked Ollie up, giving him a quick squeeze. “That sounds like a wonderful idea Ally. I can’t deal with those two anymore today. And Luther next time you accuse us of murder how about you get your facts right. This is the first time any of us has been in this house in years. Today is hard enough, why do you have to make it worse?” Klaus quipped leading y/n and Ollie up stairs to his old room.

“Come on love, it’s okay Mazie is strong.” Klaus whispers into y/n ear, hugging her close to him as they walk up stairs. Ollie looks over Klaus’s shoulder.

“Come on Uncle Ben, I want story.” Ollie calls out.

“Little man I am hurt, my stories are way better than Uncle Ben’s” Klaus said fake shock on his face.

“Nuh un daddy, Uncle Ben can do voices.” Ollie said seriously.

Once Klaus, y/n, and Ollie are upstairs the remaining siblings all gather back to the seating area.

“So are we not going to talk about that or what?” Diego asks

“You're just mad she kicked your ass.” Allison replies

“She caught me off guard is all, next time I’ll win.” defencely he adds. Allison just rolls her eyes.

“Why can’t we just be happy for Klaus? It looks like he loves y/n and their kids.” Vanya asks, genuinely confused as to why Luther and Diego are angry. Y/n seemed nice enough and although right now is not a good time to judge her character too highly as she might lose her daughter tonight.

“You don’t get an opinion after what you did.” Diego yells at Vanya.

Suddenly the whole house begins to shake. Making everyone stop.Pogo comes out of the medical bay to join the others. Klaus comes racing down the hall and jumps over the railing softly floating down to the main floor.

“What is going on now?”

Diego bursts out of the mansion. Pogo follows close behind.

A blazing electromagnetic disturbance hovers just above the driveway hissing and crackling like a fireball. The air around them is alive, ripped by gale force.

The others emerge, one by one. Vanya. Klaus. Allison. And finally Luther. Klaus takes one look at the fireball, then ducks back inside.

“What is it?” Vanya shoots over the noise whatever it is causing.

“Get back. Don’t touch it!” Luther shoots to the others.

“Yeah, no shit.” Diego snaps back.

“It appears to be some sort of temporal anomaly. Or possibly a black hole.” Pogo offers. Diego looks back at him “Pretty big difference there Pogo!”

Klaus returns, holding a tiny fire extinguisher.

“What the hell are you doing with that?” Allison asks

“I don’t know! Do you have a better idea! Y/n and my kids are inside. I won’t let them get hurt.” Klaus replies, throwing the fire extinguisher into the ball of light.

The disturbance is getting brighter, more powerful. Everyone is forced to shield their eyes

“Everyone get behind me.” Luther yells to them. Instinctively, Allison reaches out, takes Luther’s hand. He glances down, surprised despite himself. WHOOOOOOM! Without warning, the disturbance seems to implode, folding in upon itself. The winds abruptly subside. The disturbance is gone.

In its place is a person, smoke rising from his body. The figure straightens up. It’s number Five. Still thirteen years old. Although they haven’t seen him in twenty-two years, he hasn’t aged a day.

“Holy shit.” Allison exclaimes

“Dooooooes anyone else see the little Number Five? Just me?”

Number Five calmly scans his surroundings. “Anyone care to tell me what year this is?”

Y/n emerges from the house and comes up to stand beside Klaus. She takes his hand and uses her other hand to make Klaus look at her. “What is going on?” Klaus looks at y/n and his face softens. “It’s okay my love, it just seems our little number five has come back from somewhere. Where is Ollie?” he asks

“Asleep, somehow, Ben told him his favorite story and he was out.” y/n shakes her head.

“Who is that? Nevermind I don’t really care. What is today’s date? Now!” Five demands. Y/n flinches from the loudness of his voice.

“Yea so we have had enough earth stratering news for today. Come y/n lets go check on Mazie okay.” Klaus said, putting a hand on y/n’s lower back leading her into the house towards the medical bay. Leaving his sibling in the driveway to deal with whatever Five has brought with him. At this point in time he couldn’t care less about that. Mazie was still hurt and that needed his attention more than Five coming home. “Okay, yeah, Mazie needs us, okay.” y/n saids leaning into Klaus.

“Okay what is going on?” Five saids completely confused.

“Klaus is married with two kids, which we all found out today, and his eldest daughter might be dying in the medical bay right now.” Diego supplies.

“Oh.” was all Five could say then is gone the next second in the kitchen.

Klaus and y/n look through the window to where Mazie is still laying on the table while Grace works on her tiny body, trying to find the source of why she won’t wake up. Just looking at her daughter so vulnerable and tiny compared to the large metal table she was on, y/n started to tear up again.

“Please wake up Mazie, it’s time to wake up. Mommy is tired of this game, please Mazie Daisy.” y/n cries out. Leaning further into Klaus to keep from falling over.

Klaus plays with her hair again trying to sooth himself or y/n he wasn’t sure. He kisses the top of her head and finally tears start to spill from his eyes. Klaus pulls y/n close to him, he is so tired of being strong today. His baby girl is in there and he doesn’t know if she will leave that room. The tears he has been wanting to cry since y/n called are starting and there is no sign of them stopping.

Y/n wraps both her arms around Klaus and they sink to the floor. Y/n crying into his chest and Klaus’s tears falling into y/n hair. At this point neither of them know what to do. Was the world really this cruel to take their daughter away, they both knew the answer was yes. They had been through so much together in the last 7 years and adding Mazie dying would crush both of them so they were shells of themselves. Y/n and Klaus knew they couldn’t do that to Ollie. They would suppose to be the fun family like they have been since Mazie was born.

Klaus promised himself that his children wouldn’t grow up like he did, they would be loved and if Mazie dies that part of him would die too.

Y/n had been through hell her whole life, nothing like Klaus’s but she was still struggling with depression and anxiety, this would be everything worse. Everything y/n feared could happen and there would be nothing she could do to stop it.

It didn’t help that Klaus’s brothers didn’t have an empathic bone in their bodies. Y/n knew Allison and Vanya were trying to help in ways they could but she understood they were unsure of her. And to tell the truth if Ollie had pulled what Klaus and she just did, she would be defensive too.

They didn’t know anything about her. They didn’t know that the last 7 years have been the happiness of her life. They didn’t know Klaus liked to make her laugh or make chocolate chip pancakes in the morning for Mazie or Ollie. They didn’t know why Mazie Daisy was her daughter’s nickname. Klaus and y/n’s life has been a complete secret from the beginning.

Even though Klaus had a good reason not wanting his family to be affected by his siblings and father. No she would not let Mazie leave them she would do anything to make sure that happened because they still had years of laughter and chocolate chip pancakes and calling her Mazie Daisy.

No, she refused. y/n got up from the floor squeezed Klaus’s hand then walked into the medical bay. Her baby wasn’t leaving her side tonight. Klaus looked up at y/n as she walked away from him.

Y/n stepped into the medical bay. “What can I do to help my baby?” she asked Grace. Grace looked startled for a second and then kindly told y/n to sit by Mazie and hold her hand. Y/n sat in the little metal stool beside the table and took Mazie's little hand in hers and started to hum You are my Sunshine in her ear carefully bringing Mazie’s hand to her mouth placing just barely a ghost kiss to her fingers. With y/n other hand she starts combing her baby fine hair just as she always does when Mazie is sleeping. Because Mazie is just sleeping and she is going to wake up soon, and Klaus and y/n are going to hear her laugh again and smile at them. That is just the way it is going to be.

Klaus joins y/n at her side and peers down at his baby girl.

“Mazie Daisy, give me your answer do, I'm half crazy, All for the love of you.” Klaus sings slowly to Mazie. What they didn’t see was the rest of the Hargreeves siblings gathered at the window watching the small family.

Mazie’s eyes opened.

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Hello!! Do you think you could do a part 2 of my request? An maybe a lil bit of angst with fluff where the reader comes to the mansion crying because someone hurt them?( Maybe techno or dream? Possibly jack manifold? 👀) Hopefully that's ok I just love the way you write it's so good plus it makes my day whever I read :D hopefully your day or evening is going good

imhereforfan-fic : Omg can you do another yandere tubbo x reader x yandere ranboo romantic relationship please? Maybe where they get kidnapped by the dream team? Oh and adding on to my request can it also have some cuddling towards the end haha I’m touch starved and crap lol but can it a full length fic Okay okay okay. So. I'm so damn happy people loved this fic and I got two requests that I can easily add together. I hope neither of you minds too much having your requests mixed together ^^ I deadass wanna cry from how many positive reviews I've received from Too Sweet. ALSO. I'm a little wary of making romantic fics for characters Ranboo and Tubbo so I'm gonna play with the platonic marriage, just making it really fluffy and affectionate. PS: THIS ISNT AS FLUFFY AS I WANTED IT TO BE SOOOO OOOOPS. AAAAND. TOMMY ONLY TOOK ONE OF DREAM'S LIVES IN THE FINAL DISC WAR

LIKELY TO HAVE MANY ERRORS DUE TO BAD WIFI AND LACK OF SLEEP TW: Knives (+injuries that come from knives), kidnapping, taking of canon lives, Dream being power-hungry, minor panic attack, referenced strangulation.

Part One

Too Sweet (For This World) Yandere!C!Ranboo x F!Reader x Yandere!C!Tubbo Part 2

A few months had passed since you had moved into the mansion and some... How ended up involved in Ranboo and Tubbo's marriage, as well as being Michael's mother. At first, you were quite unsure about being a wife or a mother, but you saw how happy you had made the three boys and realized how happy they made you in return. In the beginning, neither of them wanted you leaving the mansion much without either of them, but then Ranboo started to notice small and minor declines in your physical and mental health. This caused him to panic and study your symptoms for a few days straight, to the point where you didn't see him once and you were genuinely scared he had lost his canon lives to the point where you kept checking your right wrist constantly for the message confirming Ranboo's death. But thankfully you never got it. When he had figured out what was causing your health to be less than absolutely perfect, he had spoken to Tubbo about letting you out of your room more often and getting you the sunlight you needed. It took a little bit to convince him, but once the goat hybrid learned that you could, or even would, become a lot sicker, he decided to allow you to go outside without them, as long as you stayed within Snowchester. You met a man the first few days you were out, who wore white glasses with blue and red lenses, and a headset with a mic, although he ran away from you the second you introduced yourself as Ranboo and Tubbo's (platonic) wife. Foolish had quickly become your friend around the same time though, which caused Tubbo and Ranboo to be a little unsure because of how he made you laugh and smile, but they noticed how you always kept him at arm's length with friendship and almost physically. Sure you didn't mind too much when he gave you a friendly side hug or pat on the head etc, but you were never really the one to initiate the contact unless you had to. Thankfully he didn't mind your awkwardness around strangers, trust issues, or lack of social exposure, so Ranboo and Tubbo didn't have to threaten a literal god. After saying goodbye to Michael for the day and putting him down for his nap, you got dressed into something more appropriate for travelling the snowy lands that Tubbo owned. Ranboo had to go to a Syndicate meeting, and Tubbo was working more on some buildings around Snowchester, saying something about prepping things to attack Dream who apparently escaped from prison? Not sure could've been rumoured or could be true? You had no clue honestly. You trusted Ranboo and Tubbo to protect you. The crackling of a few pine branches caused you to lift your eyes from the icy water below to turn your head. Walking out of the bushes were three men and one woman, pushing their way through the branches decorated with freshly fallen snow. One of the men was your crown-wearing platonic husband, although dressed up in an outfit you had never seen before, although not too far off from his normal get-up. Ranboo had a long black cape with golden edges and a high collar, held up together by a golden chain. His vest was now a deep royal purple with an eye of ender pin clasped on his tie, and his pants were half purple half black with golden designs sewn in. Beside him was a short female with shoulder-length pink hair and nicely done dark purple and black makeup. Her outfit consisted of a thick and warm lavender sweater with dark purple pants. On her hip was an enchanted netherite sword with a diamond-encrusted handle. You were quick to recognize her as Niki Nihachu, the baker who had lived in L'Manberg, but you hadn't heard much of her since the Pogtopia war. Off to the side, was a man you recognized easily as you had only seen him a few days ago when Ranboo invited him to see Michael, Philza Minecraft. His outfit wasn't too different from what he used to wear when he was a resident in the country, except for the black and gold cape and a black mask covering the bottom of his face. Then... The sight of the final male was the one to make you visibly react. A tall and buff male with a golden encrusted netherite

chest plate and a velvet red cape with gold accents as well. There was a rather majestic crown on top of his long braided pink hair and his dark eyes were narrowed behind a set of cracked glasses... His gaze pointing directly at you. Technoblade. Giving a shaky gasp, you stood up from your spot on the edge of the dock and turned to face the visitors. "Where's Tubbo," Techno growled softly, watching as you visibly trembled under his gaze. "Techno, mate. You're scarin' the hell outta her." Phil put his hand on his middle son's shoulder before stepping in front of him, blocking him from your gaze. "Hey, (Y/n), can you tell us where Tubbo is? We just have to ask him some things." "I'm here." An almost unfamiliar voice came from beside you before a hand was placed on your shoulder. When you looked over, you saw the goat hybrid with the coldest look you had seen him wear yet. "(Y/n), please, head into the mansion." Without another glance at the piglin hybrid, you quickly scurried towards the wooden mansion, faintly hearing the worried buzzing noises of your enderman husband in the distance before you slammed the large door shut. You almost ran towards your's or Michael's room in the basement, but then realized if any of them saw you heading down there, Michael's safety could be compromised. So, you quietly sat down in the living room and curled up on the couch, trying to keep your breathing stable as you fought to keep your mind off of the fact that the man who had almost killed you was standing a few feet outside the door of your home. You pinched your eyes shut and wrapped your arms around yourself, trying your best to simulate the hugs you would usually receive from your platonic husbands after a nightmare or a panic attack. ".../n)." "../n)!" "...(Y/n)!" With a terrified gasp, you flung your arms above your head to shield yourself from any oncoming attacker but only felt a gentle touch on your knee. It took a few seconds to muster up your courage, but you slowly brought your arms down and opened your eyes to come face to face with Tubbo, who immediately sat beside you and wrapped his arms around your shaking frame. After an hour or so with your face buried into Tubbo's shoulder, you felt another pair of arms wrap around you, causing you to look up and see Ranboo burying his face into your hair, "I'm so sorry... So sorry... I didn't think they would come to Snowchester..." You murmured a small, "it's okay," to him as you sat up a bit to return the hug for a few moments. Tubbo got up, murmuring something about going to get you a snack and a glass of water, knowing you must've been hungry or thirsty from panicking. After a few moments, Ranboo let go of you and briefly explained that Phil had given him some potions to help Michael adapt to the overworld, and he needed to give them to him. He rested his forehead against yours affectionately for a few seconds before turning towards the bookshelf and walking down the set of hidden stairs after opening the secret door. Once he shut it, you shuddered and rubbed your arms to get rid of the cold chill that had suddenly washed over you. Frowning slightly, you looked around for the source of the sudden cold, only to freeze as you saw the door cracked open, allowing the snow and cold wind to slip in. Ranboo wouldn't have left the door open... "Sorry kid." A deep and growly voice came from behind you, causing you to spin around and come face to face with Technoblade. The tall tusked male watched your expression go from confusion to horror in less than seconds, "It's nothing personal. Really. I just got a favour to pay off." A scream of terror escaped your lips before everything went black. "Hey, Michael!" Ranboo crouched down to greet the small zombie piglin child as he held a few potions of varying colours in his long arms, he set them and a thermos filled with a hot drink down on the table. "I got some new drinks for you to try today! Philza made them a little extra sweeter than last time." The small child squealed and made small tippy tap noises with his

hooves against the quartz flooring before he sat on the chair. He watched as his tall father sorted through the bottles carefully before uncorking one of the light red ones. Before he could pick up the small pipette, there was an almost unearthly shriek that came from the top of the stairs. "(Y/n)!" Ranboo screamed, unintentionally startling Michael, but that wasn't his main concern as he sprinted out the door then teleporting up the stairs and pushing the bookshelf door with his sword drawn and gleaming with enchantments. In his peripheral vision, he saw Tubbo dash out of the kitchen with his axe drawn and bloodlust in his eyes. Glancing around, the only thing the two men spotted was moonlight and snow spilling through the open door. Tubbo ran out without a second thought and screamed your name at the top of his lungs as he spun around, searching for any sort of sign that would give away your location. Ranboo decided to start looking around the mansion, even though part of him grasped that you wouldn't have screamed without reason. "She's gone..." Tubbo whispered, standing in the doorway, the moonlight creating a dark shadow over his wide eyes. "Footprints are leading to and away from the house, but they disappear on the docks..." Ranboo stayed still, a violent growling noise bubbling up in his throat before escaping past his lips as both his eyes turned purple. He threw his head back and took a breath to scream all his anger out, but froze upon hearing sad whimpering. He turned his head and saw Michael standing at the top of the hidden stairs, whimpering and shaking quite violently. There was part of Ranboo that refused to move, but his brain seemed to flick onto autopilot as he walked over to the child and picked him up. "Sorry... Michael... Something happened..." "Mama?" "...Mama... Won't be home for a while..." "Wake up!" A voice growled before something sharply came in contact with your cheek, shaking you awake. Your eyes shot open and came into contact with... A smiley face? "Aha... Sleeping Beauty graces us with her gaze. It's about damn time." A harsh grip landed on your jaw, making you realize there was a dull throbbing pain in your head. "Huh... Dre... Dream..?" You whispered, barely recognizing the white mask that helped destroy your home and turn it into nothing but a crater. "W-What?" His mask was lifted up enough to the point where you could see his mouth curved up into a sadistic smile. "You, my darling pawn, are just the piece I needed to make life easier for me... I just need to raise the stakes enough for them to be... Well... Stakes. I'm sure you understand." You went to move your hand to slap the gloved hand away from your face, only to give a small whine of pain as you felt a tight pinching on your wrists, making you realize that they were shackled together and likely chained to a wall. "What are you talking about you psychop- Ah!" He tightened his grip on your face to the point where you knew there would eventually be dark bruising. "I don't think you're in a position to be calling the king any names, pawn." Screams and shrieks of pain bounced off of the blank stone walls as the two people standing outside of the door put their heads down with their eyes closed. "You still sure he's doing the right thing, George? Are you still sure... He's the good guy in this story?" "You know better than to question him, Nick." "Don't call me that."

(Y/n) (L/n) was slain by Dream using Nightmare. Life: 2/3 (Y/n) (L/n) suffocated while trying to fend off Dream. Life: 1/3

"He just took two of an innocent woman's three lives. Just to use her as a hostage to make Tubbo hand over the nukes and to force Ranboo to follow his orders... He's a stranger, George. This isn't Dream anymore... Don't be stupid." Sapnap lowered his right arm that he read the messages off of and looked in the direction of his former best friend. The screams of agony were almost haunting as they echoed through Snowchester as silence fell down upon the entire Dream SMP. Shock slipped through the veins of everyone who read the message that appeared on their right wrists. - "I'm gonna kill him..." "I'm going to activate the nukes..." - "Techno... What did you do." "I owed him a favour. What he does after that is none of my business." - "...Isn't that Tubbo and Ranboo's wife?" "Yeah... She was my friend..." - "Tubbo's definitely not happy about this..." - "Ah... Atta girl..." Dream murmured in a mock soothing voice as he gently dragged his knife threateningly along your cheek. "Y'know... You would look better... With a smile." He leaned closer to you, the drawn-on eyes of his mask staring into your dull and tear-filled eyes as a stinging pain came from the corner of your lips. "Sh, sh, Relax... They're just shallow cuts, they won't even leave a scar. I'm not a monster." Time had passed quickly, but also excruciatingly slowly. You had no clue how long you had been down here, or how long you had been dead in between respawns. Dream just didn't seem to be leaving you alone. "Now..." He flipped the switchblade closed and threw it in his pocket before tremours shook the earth below and around you. "What the fUCK?!" He growled deeply before the door slammed open. "How did they even find this place!?" The door was blown off its hinges with a loud bang, causing Dream to duck out of the way of the flying piece of scrap. Light flooded into the room as you shut your eyes tightly, your ears ringing from the explosion. Once your eyes got a little bit adjusted, you opened them and saw five figures in the newly widened doorway. "Let's just say... It was an anonymous tip." "Sapnap?! You dare betray me?!" The black-haired male fell silent as he turned around and walked out, putting his hand on the shoulder of the tallest silhouette in the doorway as he walked by. Once you got completely used to the new light, you began to recognize the figures. Tommy, Tubbo, Foolish, and Ranboo. Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo immediately ran forward and started a barrage of attacks on the masked psychopath while Foolish ran over and began to work on the chains binding you to the chair. After getting them off of you, he silently picked you up as you turned your head to look at the blond, brunet and monochrome boys. Dream's mask got knocked off and was thrown across the room as he was pinned below a growling Ranboo, whose skin looked almost purely black from your angle. Tommy was off to the side, rummaging through Dream's equipment, he already got his revenge when Dream was put into prison, this was Ranboo and Tubbo's revenge now.

"̷̛̲̪͝Ỳ̵̧̖͒̉o̸̟̔̆û̶̩̟̍͊'̸̧̺̎̉ṟ̷̰͘ế̴͍̰̎ ̶̤͆̎̒g̶̭̋̇o̸͍̐͑i̸̼̟̾ņ̷͊̈́̈́ĝ̷̰̤̈́ ̵̘̉t̵͖͠ȯ̸͎ ̴͎̐̈́r̸̰͙̾̑͝e̸͚͌͑g̴̛̗̦͑ř̷̳̳̱e̵̲̿̕ṫ̶̨͓͗ ̷̢͊E̷̬̪͒͊͂V̷̟̒͝Ë̸̜R̷͐̄̏ͅ ̶̲̟̤͗͋t̴̝̎o̵̖̐ư̴̞̾̇c̶̡̙̐h̵̹̜̣̒͂̂į̴̙̤͠n̴̤̼̻̅̚ǧ̵̹̙̌͜ ̵̥̞̏m̶̱̳̦͗̌y̴̱̮͒̒̄ ̶̮̈͑͆f̸͉̽̄à̵̹͠m̵͕̓̅͋í̸͇̩͔̿l̷̰̫̳͗͑y̸̡͌̊́.̶͓̇͝"̸̡͆ ("You're going to regret EVER touching my family.") Ranboo hissed lowly before he and Tubbo began applying weight to the sword pressed against the speedrunner's chest. You shut your eyes tightly for a moment before you felt a bottle press into your hands, causing you to re-open your eyes to see Foolish trying to hand you a healing potion. You eagerly took a small sip from it, feeling the small slices on your cheeks form back together and the pain from the bruises around your neck vanishing completely.

Dream was slain by Ranboo and Tubbo using Ranord

There was a clattering noise before two sets of footsteps running in your direction. Slowly tilting your head in their direction, you saw Tubbo with dark bags under his eyes and Ranboo with plenty more scars on his cheeks from tears. You were pulled from Foolish's arms and brought down to sitting on Tubbo's and Ranboo's laps, their arms completely wrapped around you. The goat hybrid was nuzzled under your chin while the enderman's face was buried in your hair. "We should have come sooner..." "We shouldn't have even left you alone in the mansion..." "I'm sorry... I should have never left the manor..."

#tubbo x reader #yandere tubbo x reader #ranboo x reader #yandere ranboo x reader #mcyt x reader #yandere mcyt x reader #mcyt #ranboolive #ranboo #tubbo #dream smp #dsmp #ranboo dsmp #ranboo dreamsmp #tubbo dsmp #tubbo dreamsmp #tubbo mcyt #ranboo mcyt

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thiswasinevitableid · 3 years

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for mermay, indruck, 5, sfw? poison could refer to a love potion of some kind, or maybe a blue-ringed octopus (or other poisonous sea creature) mer?

Here you go!

Even with his future sight warning him this would be awkward, Indrid twitches his tail nervously as Juno, the volunteer checking him in to the venom donor clinic, frowns at her intake form.

“See, trouble is, because today’s a mer donor day, most of them give their donations from barbs. You’re gonna have to give from your fangs right?”

“Yes.” Maybe he should just cut his loses, come back on one of the Naga days, and hope no one tries to kill him.

“Volunteers gotta go through special training for milking fangs, so you may have to wait until one of them is available.”

“I do not mind waiting. I came to donate, and I have no urgent engagements. Is there somewhere I can be out of your way?”

Juno smiles, “We got some nice sunny rocks--hold that thought. Duck, you just get here?” She calls this to a human in khaki clothing. His black hair is streaked with grey--matching Indrid’s tail--and his smile is so bright Indrid wants to bask in it.

“Yep! Thacker got to the station a little early so I could clock out sooner. Seems like you got somethin’ I can help with.”

“Sure can. Duck, this is” she glances at the form, “Indrid. He’s a mer, but he needs to donate via fangs.”

“Roger that.” The man holds out his hand, “Nice to meet you, I’m Duck. It’s a nickname.”

Indrid shakes his hand, his visions having taught him this is the correct way to reciprocate the greeting.

“How long can you be outta the water?”

“Quite some time.”

“Great, in that case we’ll just go to the normal milkin station rather than me luggin things down here. Right this way.”

Indrid slithers up the beach behind him, drawing perplexed stares from humans and distrustful ones from the other mers. Duck holds open the flap on a tall, tan tent and Indrid heads inside.

“You ever given venom before?”

“No. I, I am only recently back in the area. When I heard about the program I knew I could be of help.”

“Sure can. Sea krait, right?” Duck gestures to the silver and black of his tail.

“Yes” Indrid smiles; most people just say snake.

“You reptile cousins can really fuck a human up. And who knows, your venom might be one of the kinds they can engineer multiple anti-vemons from.”

“I would like that. I like humans, and wish to help you. It is not your fault so very many things can kill you.”

Duck raises an eyebrow, “what happens if a King Naga bites you? Or even another venomous mer?”

“....I die. Ah, I, ah, see your point.” He smiles, sheepish, “apologies, although I wish to help humans, most of them prefer to stay far away from me, and so my manners are not always what they should be.”

“No harm done. Here,” he steps up onto a short stool, holding out a half circle of plastic filled with strong, astringent liquid, “put this in your mouth and bring your fangs out; we learned we have to disinfect them right before we milk.”

“PHeelphhh” Indrid winces as the liquid stings his senses.

“I know, it ain’t pleasant. Won’t be much longer.” The human stretches a thin sheet of rubber across a shallow circle, checks his watch, and then steps back onto the stool, “okay, when I say open, open your mouth wide so I can slide that one out and get this one in position. Don’t bite down until I say to.”

Indrid nods, opens his mouth when commanded. Even with the disinfectant in his noses, Duck’s scent is overwhelming from so close up; sweat, sunscreen, soap, and something woody that must be his deodorant. He bites down when Duck says, drops of venom pattering into the container. The human keeps one eye on the time, explaining that he doesn’t want Indrid to exhaust all his venom accidentally, thus rendering him vulnerable or unable to hunt.

“Aaaand done, go ahead and put those fangs away.” Duck removes the collection jar, labels it and puts it in a fridge as Indrid stretches his jaw, tensed from giving such a prolonged injection bite.

“Now, we always give donors a thank you; come pick what you like.” He swings open a second fridge. Indrid cocks his head, studying the packs of what he knows to be sushi and the different types of fruit. Flicking out his tongue, he scents something delicious, and picks up a bottle of pink liquid.

“I will have this Guava Juice.” He pops the cap and dips his tongue in for a taste, then for a second and a third. A charming noise enters the air, like a bird who long ago gave up on being dignified. Duck��s laughing.

“Sorry, wasn’t expectin that to be so cute.”

Indrid blushes; that’s not a word generally applied to him.

“Thank you for the juice. And for acomodating me.”

“Any time. Welcome to come back the next time we host a drive.” The human holds the door open for him, waves as he slithers down the sand, sipping his juice.

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“Hello, Duck.”

Duck doesn’t even turn around before he replies, “Nice to see you back, Indrid.”

This marks the fourth venom donation day the mer has come to, and he always gets paired with Duck. Duck doesn’t mind one bit; Indrid might be alarming to look at, not the elegantly finned, otherwise humanoid creature most people expect a mer to be. His scales appear on his arms and shoulders, and there’s even a patch of them on the back of his neck. His eyes are blood red, his smile wide and a little alarming even without the fangs showing. He’s also sweet, in an odd way, and takes genuine interest in Duck’s wellbeing and daily life.

Honestly, Duck wouldn’t chatting with him at a time when he isn’t jamming venom collection jars into his mouth. But asking to hang out with a patient is weird enough without the added difficulty of that patient needing to be in the water most of the time.

They go through their usual routine, Indrid helping himself to a mango juice this time before waving goodbye.

Two days later, Duck is checking on tree specimens when he senses red eyes on his back.

“You do not want to touch that trunk, there is a very large spider in that knot.”

“Indrid?”

“......no?”

“Just a prescient voice in the trees?”

“Yes. I am a very helpful tree.”

Duck turns in the direction of the river, one that feeds directly into the sea, “You know I ain’t gonna be mad if you wanna talk, right?”

“Of course, it was merely an attempt at a goof.” Indrid comes into view, peeking out from the bushes on the shoreline, “I was curious about your work and wanted to see you in action.”

“Afraid there ain’t much of that. What you’ve seen is kinda the gist of what I do.”

“I find it fascinating all the same. May I continue watching?”

Duck smiles, “Sure.”

Indrid turns out to be excellent company, in that he’s quiet for large stretches of time only to ask Duck about the exact thing he wants to talk about. It’s not until Duck is wrapping up and readying to head inland to the ranger station that Indrid asks an entirely new kind of question.

“You are a long way from home, aren’t you?”

He nods, “Spent decades in my home town, feelin like I couldn’t leave, like I had a responsibility to stay. When the chance to work out here, to try to preserve this fuckin amazin ecosystem, popped up, I decided it was time for a change of scene.”

He shivers as Indrid’s tail pets his ankle and the mer sighs, “I am glad you did.”

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Indrid becomes a regular work companion after that. Sometimes he arrives with helpful information, like which paths might have tourists in need of assistance or where Duck can find the specimen he’s looking for, other times he comes just to talk or listen. These days, Duck finds himself hoping for the glimpse of silver and black in the water that announces his friend’s presence, and enjoying the appreciative looks he spies Indrid giving him when he thinks his back is turned.

So when something slithers in the bushes behind him, he simply calls out, “What’d you think of those cookies Juno brought in yesterday?”

“I do not know of what you speak, human.”

He whirls, finds a King Naga staring him down. This is probably bad, probably the reason rangers are required to carry a machete or hatchet, but he doesn’t want to be wrong and hurt someone just because they startled him.

“Can I, uh, help you with anythin, sir?”

“Yesss, you can. Be a nice human and stay where you are. I hate having to chasssse my food.”

“Uh” he steps backwards, keeping one eye on the fanged mouth, “that ain’t necessary. Know plenty of places you can get food, if you want.”

“Meager portionssss. And not half assss tempting.”

“Look man, I don’t wanna fight, so please just back off.”

The naga hisses, winding closer at an alarming speed. Then there’s a burst of movement and a flash of silver.

“You stay away from him.” Indrid rises as tall as he can, his body between Duck and the threat.

“Mind your own busssiness, ssseagoer.”

“Someone trying to make a meal out of my friend is most definitely my business.”

“Sssso be it.” The naga lunges. Indrid pushes Duck out of the way and catches his opponent, the force of the strike sending them both sliding down the incline towards the river. The naga outweighs Indrid by a considerable amount, keeps pinning him down only for the mer to wriggle free at the last moment. Duck knows the agreement is humans stay out of Naga/merfolk conflicts, but there’s no way in hell he’s going to sit by and let Indrid get killed for his sake.

Right as he locates a large, hopefully sturdy branch, there’s a tremendous splash. The naga thrashes in the water as he’s pulled downstream. Indrid is underwater, holding his opponent in such a way that, the next time he strikes, he has to put his head beneath the current. Right into Indrid’s waiting grasp. The mer keeps his head trapped as his tail whips back and forth. It’s only when the naga is mostly limp, and Duck afraid he’s just witnessed a murder, that Indrid releases him. The half-drowned creature drags himself onto the shore, slithering away without a second glance at Duck.

“And, and do not come back!” Indrid pants from the shallows, struggling to pull himself back onto the sand. Duck hurries down to him, and Indrid reaches out his hand, concerned, “Are, did, did he hurt you.”

“No, not a fuckin scratch. ‘Drid, pretty sure you just saved my fuckin life.”

“Oh good.” Indrid’s smile is bright, even as his eyes grow blurry, “it is nice to end things with a worthwhile deed.”

Duck sees the puncture wounds in the merman’s arm the instant before he passes out.

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Indrid wakes up, which is in and of itself a surprise. As is the fact he’s half submerged in water. Rolling over with a groan, he discovers he’s still on the beach where he fought the naga. His bandaged arm aches but is intact, someone has thoughtfully placed a pillow under his head, and there’s a small tent just up the incline. Sound asleep in a sitting position outside the tent is Duck.

He wriggles and crawls his way to the human, arms giving out as he reaches him, which means his head lands in Duck’s lap.

“Huwhazzat? Oh fuck, ‘Drid, you’re up.” Instead of pushing him away, Duck cradles his head and pets his hair, “thank fuck, I was so fuckin worried. Dani said it might take a few days for you to recover but I couldn’t stop worryin.”

“Duck? How long have you been here looking after me?”

“Since you got bit. So three days ago. Sarah got some anit-vemon down for you, and Dani swam up to bring you extra medicine just in case. Oh, and Barclay brought you food, I been tryin to get it into you when you were a little bit awake.”

Indrid manages to sit up, curling his tail around them, “You did not need to do all this for me. I knew the risks when I came to your aid. You did not need to save me in return.”

“Fuck need, I wanted to. You, you mean so fuckin much to me.” Duck strokes his cheek, runs his fingers up his tail, “I missed you so much the last three days, realized how so often the part of my afternoon was you comin to talk to me.”

The futures take an odd turn and Indrid shakes his head to clear them, certain he’s seeing wrong.

“And, uh, and I wanted to ask, uh, when you’re feelin better do you, uh, wanna have dinner with me. Like, uh, on a date?”

“Yes, so very much” Indrid drapes his arms around him, resting their foreheads together.

“Mind if I get a little kiss to tide me over?”

Indrid dips his head down, planting a chaste kiss on his lips before rubbing their cheeks together with a purr, “Apologies, but my kisses must be close mouthed. I’d hate to nick you with a fang.”

“Fine by me.” Duck kisses his shoulders, rubs his tail, “any kind of kiss from you is a goddamn blessin. Besides” he murmurs in Indrid’s ear, “sure we can figure out lots of other things to do together.”

“Absolutely” Indrid purrs, “but for now, would you care to join me for a swim?”

#Indruck #indrid cold/duck newton #mermay #mermay fills

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ladyinfierno · 4 years

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2 and 52!

Since you didn't specify a ship of course I'll go with my OTP ;D

Royal AU + Marriage of Convenience AU - PrUK

Oh boy, I love royal aus with a passion so this might be long, thanks for asking!

- Okay so we have Prince Arthur, who is the second youngest of the Kirkland royal family and as such has never bothered to think about marriage. Not only because he's far from becoming king, but also because he couldn't care less about the diplomatic nightmare that is a royal wedding.

- And then we have Gilbert Beilschmidt, who spent all his childhood wanting to be a knight to go fight wars, and instead is put on babysitting duty as the personal guard of Prince Arthur in his late teens.

- They of course have a rough beginning, with Gilbert blaming the young prince for his crushed knightly dream and Arthur just dreading the need of a guard 24/7 who is a constant reminder that he's not really free to do what he wants.

- Gilbert is always complaining about how hard Arthur is making his job, having to run behind him all the time trying to keep him alive and in one piece, if one of the Royal sons were to return to the palace without all the fingers in his hand he was pretty sure he'd lose some part of himself a bit more important. Say, his head.

- Still, 90% of the time he ends up helping in whatever scheme the other is involved this time and enjoying it. This is always brought up as evidence of how Arthur ingrained the troublemaker mindset into Gilbert and not the other way around.

- An uncommon but hardly unexpected friendship is formed, and they practically grow up together into adulthood.

- SPARRING TOGETHER. While Arthur had a different teacher for his sword and bow classes, they're both competitive assholes and don't need an excuse for a friendly match every now and then. Gilbert always wins, and aside from bragging about it he always points that "The day you defeat me in combat, you should probably find a better skilled guard for you."

- Everything is happiness until one day the King and Queen announce they're holding a ball for their still-single-son's birthday, to try and find him a good suitor to give his hand in marriage.

- Arthur is livid. How dare they! But he can't really refuse, since they're the Kings, so of course he tries to find a loophole. The ball is taking place and he can't help it, but if he were to already have chosen a suitor then he can avoid that part of the event, right?

- Did I mention Francis is the Royal pastry chef™ and one of Arthur's BFF? Well, he is. And together with Gilbert they try to find a way to get Arthur out of this problem. Cue Gilbert having those "I don't like the idea of him marrying someone but I don't know why" thoughts.

- AND THEN the revelation: The Beilschmidts aren't a family of knights, no sir, they're a higher status family.

- "Isn't he kind of a noble then?" "What?" "Ohh yes, the Beilschmidt family owns a little state, his father is a lord!" "Wait, what-?" "Then he qualifies" "What do you-?" "Congratulations my friend! You are to marry Prince Arthur Kirkland of Britannia!" "WHAT"

- And after a bit of complaining he accepts, because they don't really have a better idea, and there's the promise to just keep this up until his parents realise they'd rather his son being single than married to his own guard.

- Plot twist: That doesn't happen. They're not the happiest about Gilbert's background but both rulers agree that "they had seen something like this coming" and both Arthur and Gilbert are left speechless, and can't even complain about that assumption because, well, they're supposed to be in love.

- Gilbert's friends from the Royal guard are now a bit afraid to talk and joke with him like always, he's not only Prince Arthur's guard now, but his betrothed. Everyone is a bit confused now on how to address him, they even wonder why he's still assigned to be a guard in the first place. (It's because Arthur managed to convince his mother with a tale about feeling safer with him.)

- They're both freaking out. Francis thinks it's hilarious.

- Ludwig feels really hurt that his own brother didn't inform him about the engagement and Gilbert wants to scream once he discloses the whole ordeal because "Oh... but you do love him, right?" "WhAT- why would you say that?" "It's kind of obvious...?" So Gil has to smack him in the head.

- ARTHUR'S BROTHERS. Just. Arthur's brothers going for a hunt together for the first time in years and hunting down an albino deer or boar, and then cooking it themselves in a fire pit in the middle of the castle. Warnings should not be subtle, after all.

- Things get awkward between them, since they still have to spend practically all day together, and every now and then a counsellor or teacher or even the cooks and maids would congratulate them on their engagement, so they smile (or try to) and thank them.

- Of course there's a lot of denial and desperate attempts to come up with a new plan that doesn't involve marrying but preparations are already being made for the event so the desperate part is very, very real.

- Not really sure how I want them to finally accept they are in love after all, probably this part right here is the slow burn I always struggle with :v

- BUT I do know there needs to be a scene where Gilbert walks Arthur to his room, like all nights since he became his guard, and they just linger in the dim light of the corridor. "...Well, good night, your highness." "...Good night, Gil." But neither attempt to move away, lost in each other's gaze. Gilbert leans forward slowly, Arthur's breath hitches while anticipation blooms in his chest, he closes his eyes... And feels a soft kiss on the cheek, with a whispered "Night, Art." And the soldier turns on his heel and goes away, for the first time not waiting for the Prince to enter his room before leaving.

- Also asexual or demisexual Gilbert and nobody questions him about it? Yes, thanks.

- Aaaand I'm not sure how this would end, I like the idea of them marrying, getting to know their own feelings of course, but nothing... really changing. They both never thought about romance or anything of the sort because, for them, staying together forever was just a fact. Gilbert had pledged his soul to protect Arthur with his life and that was that.

- Maybe just pointing out how now, at the end of the day, Gilbert still walks Arthur to his room and when he says good night and kisses him goodbye, Arthur shoves his face half-heartedly and drags him inside with him.

#aph prussia #aph england #aph france #pruk #prueng #hetalia #junechats #junestuff #finally had some time to finish answering this #you can still send prompts for this one!#it's a nice way to cope with stress right now :'v #Anonymous #ff trope mash-up #fic

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momentsofbllove · 4 years

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Alright, y’all, it’s time for me to get to the second half of Where Your Eyes Linger. I am anticipating that it’s going to make me feel even MORE things than the first half, because that’s just what these BL dramas like to do to my poor fragile heart. If you remember we left off with Tae-joo being a whiny little baby and making Kang-gook WALK HOME because he got jealous of the date he made Kang-gook go in the first place.

Let’s see if this idiot can get his shit together. (I’m thinking no.)

EPISODE FIVE:

Okay, he has immediately regretted his decision and told the driver to turn around. There may be hope for him yet!

He’s mad... at Kang-gook... for walking home... after he told him to walk home?! Boy!

Kang-gook may love this boy but he is also tired of his shit.

Okay okay okay. We’re starting to reflect and look at our actions. This is good! This is progress! I’m proud of you, Tae-joo. 👍

So they’re in the same bed again. They definitely sleep this way every night. WHY?! What is the heterosexual explanation for this? There is none. Everyone knows there is none. Except Tae-joo. He thinks this is normal. It's not normal, Tae-joo.

That’s the second time he’s mentioned his mom! Okay, I’ve now gone from wanting to smack Tae-joo upside the head to wanting to cuddle him until he feels better. Kang-gook... go cuddle him until he feels better!

Kang-gook, you won’t even let him cuddle when he’s missing his mom!?

“I’m sad.” BABY!! SOMEONE TAKE CARE OF THIS BOY!

Oh thank goodness. Finally my precious child gets a cuddle. (But it hurt Kang-gook a little to do it and that makes ME sad!)

Okay, I really adore Hyemi. She is so awkward and precious.

HA! ‘You have a bad personality.’ I love her so much.

This is the weirdest game of dodgeball I’ve ever seen. In America we use like 20 balls and it’s like a medieval war zone with people dying left and right. This is so... tame and polite.

Tae-joo is jealous again...

I love how they’re both fighting for a spot behind Kang-gook. Like, guys, he’s built like a bear, there’s room for you both!

Ooooooh! The betrayal!!!! 😲

And then Hyemi just runs! Good choice. Good choice.

This whole conversation hurts.

Kang-gook, that is not what he wants and you know it! You’ve been repressing your own feelings for so long, now Tae-joo is staring at you like THAT and you want to spar? You are both so useless.

The episode ends THERE?!?!!!!

Where’s the ‘NEXT’ button?!

EPISODE SIX:

Oh shit! That is the WRONG person to have see them. I don’t know what’s going on with this guy, but I don’t like him!

Okay, but now he’s trying to stop Hyemi from seeing them. Is he protecting them, or her? Either way it’s kind of sweet. Is he going to make me like him?

Bonding over disliking Tae-joo. I can get behind this. (Look, I like Tae-joo, really, especially since that ‘hug me, I’m sad’ moment. But he’s arrogant and selfish. He needs people in his life who are willing to tell him that.)

Kang-gook has been in love with Tae-joo for how long? And now he finally gets the opportunity to kiss him and he just...shoves him away. Damn your sense of propriety, boy!

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT EPISODE TITLE?!!!?!!!!!! I don’t like it!!!!!!!

But Kang-gook is very cute pulling Tae-joo around by the wrist like a naughty toddler.

Aaaand Tae-joo is being a pouty baby again.

Oof, Tae-joo is throwing Kang-gook’s words back at him.

‘If we talk about this, we can’t do this for life.’ Oh no! Kang-gook is so worried about losing him. This is not the way to fix it though!

Oh! I did not see a confession coming just like that!

Kang-gook, baby, no! I don’t think he’s acting like this because he sees you as a parental figure/care-giver. That is NOT what this is about.

“I can live without you, you can’t.’ FIRST OF ALL, NO! Second of all, HOW DARE YOU! Kang-gook, what what WHAT are you doing?!!! Why are you trying to hurt him?!

KANG-GOOK WTF?!?!!!!

This hurts and I don’t like it!!! Kang-gook, what have you done?! He’s crying, you’re crying, he’s telling you to leave! SAY SIKE RIGHT NOW!! 😢

Okay, if Kang-gook wasn’t already in love with Tae-joo (even if he’s being an ASS about it!!) he and Hyemi would actually be really cute together. Her little doll is adorable.

‘I’m not having a hard time.’ What the fuck just happened in the gym then?!!! I’m using so many exclamation points right now and it’s all your fault. Not having a hard time. Go apologize to the man you love right now!

He bought Tae-joo chocolate milk. I can’t.

OH SHIT! What happened at the house?!

There is no fucking rest here. NEXT NEXT NEXT!

EPISODE SEVEN:

Okay, so we picked up a few minutes before Kang-gook gets home to the house that has been - what, broken into? Robbed? Worse?! Where is Tae-joo?!!! - and Kang-gook says they just have to make up like they always have before. BOY! You told him the happiest you’ve ever been was when he was IN A DIFFERENT COUNTRY! How do you ‘just make up’ from that! Uhg! Boys are so dumb. 😤

Oh god, I was right! Tae-joo is gone!!!!

Kang-gook sounds so scared and lost!

Oh, that bastard! He told on them?!

Oh. Oh no. He was spying on them to protect his dad?

As if I didn’t hate Tae-joo’s dad already, now I just want to stab him in the face with something dull and rusty!

Aww, come on. I get why Kang-gook is mad, but honestly I feel sorry for this guy. Not only did Tae-joo steal 3 of his girlfriends, but then he was forced to spy on them and tell their secrets in order to protect his family. This guy is not a bad guy, he’s in the same boat they are, being controlled by the chairman. Poor thing.

Nooo! Baby, you’re not trash! You didn’t have a choice! Oh gosh, this guy (whose name I can’t freaking remember even though it was literally JUST on my screen) is now part of the ‘I will protect you, you sweet small bean’ club. It includes Tae-joo, Hyemi, and now this guy. Kang-gook WAS on that list, but he got kicked off when he was mean to Tae-joo.

Oh god. Tae-joo just kneeling there in front of his father and his lackeys... he looks so small and vulnerable! 🥺

Not only is he begging his father not to hurt the man he loves, but he also thinks he’s the only one that feels that way and my heart is CRYING!

There’s that ‘do whatever you want to me but don’t hurt the people I love’ thing again. He knows he’s in trouble, he looks so scared and alone, but damn it if he isn’t going to protect his mother, even if she’s gone. This boy!

Oh! The look on Tae-joo’s face when Kang-gook arrived! He really didn’t think he’d come.

He’s really just going to do this, huh? Take on all these people to get to Tae-joo while monologueing about how he doesn’t want to be separated from him. It’s okay. I didn’t need my heart anyway!

Oh god! That eye-contact through the window! Tae-joo looks so heartbroken watching Kang-gook get hurt!

And Kang-gook finally realizing what he feels is love while he’s bleeding on the ground, tears in his eyes while he looks at the person he has spent his whole life devoted to!

He can’t keep his eyes of Tae-joo! My heart!!!

This. Is too much. To handle.

EPISODE EIGHT:

Oh god! He went through all of that for five minutes with Tae-joo! What, to say goodbye?! No!

I want to murder this asshole and feed him to wild dogs! Stop hurting my baby! 😡 (Kang-gook is officially back on the small bean protection squad!)

The look on Tae-joo’s face as he watches Kang-gook get beaten for him! 😢

No! Don’t go to England! Tae-joo, don’t give your father what he wants!

He sounds so broken and sad and alone. My baby!

He’s asking for one more night with Kang-gook before he goes... 😫

And now it’s Tae-joo’s turn to take care of Kang-gook. I can’t.

Everything about this hurts. Kang-gook finally confessing his feelings in return, Tae-joo refusing to kiss Kang-gook (why Tae-joo? because it would be too hard to live with the knowledge of his kiss when you know you’re leaving?).

‘My dream is to live happily, and I’m happiest when I’m with you.’

That... is the most romantic line... ever. He doesn’t want money, or power, or any of this things his father wants him to have. He just wants to be happy, and Kang-gook is his happiness. I’m just...........

Noooo! He doesn’t even say goodbye one last time?! He just leaves when he thinks Kang-gook is sleeping?!

Kang-gook’s just waiting for him to come back but he DOESN’T! 😭

What... is happening? What is going on? I’m very confused. There was a strange scene at the end of the last episode that I thought was, like... a preview for this one... but now Kang-gook is leaving the Choi’s restaurant. When did he start working there in the first place? I’m very confused. (Also... I’m sorry... that yellow sweater... is awful on him. Like... it’s so bad? And that hair cut... is so bad. This whole look on him is not good. Not good.)

Wait... are Hyemi and the not-bad-guy dating? Okay, that’s kind of cute.

Oh, ouch. Hyemi’s mom is brutal.

Aaw, and him and Kang-gook are friends now. That’s cute. But also confusing! How long has it been since Tae-joo left? It JUST happened, but everything’s changed, so time must have passed. Did I miss something?

Kang-gook: *beats the crap out of 3 trained bodyguards* Mrs. Choi: our Gook-y is so weak and frail!

Oh now they tell us! Three years?! I am not okay with this! Going to Japan to FORGET Tae-joo? I’m REALLY not okay with this! 😟

Oh god, he looks so much better this way. The blazer, the hair... so much better!

Seriously, he looks like a completely different person. He’s a very attractive man. That restaurant look was just.. so not good for him.

Oh!

Tae-joo came back for him just like he promised!!!

Haha! Yes, Tae-joo. Yes, he did get more handsome!

Yes, please run away together...

Aaaaah the ear rub! My heart! 🥰

YES! Kang-gook, get your man!

Oh gosh, is there anything better than smiling into a kiss because you’re so happy? Now I’M so happy! 💖💖💖

Okay, wow. That last episode was a damn roller coaster! This show definitely would have benefited from another hour or two to really explore a lot of these plot points, especially the three years they were apart. But I’ve read that just getting this show made in the first place was a huge success for LGBTQ+ representation in South Korea, so honestly everything this show was, was so good! So so good! (I also hear that the same production company is coming out with another one, Mr. Heart, so I’ll be looking for that one!)

#bl drama #korean bl #where your eyes linger #my reviews #bl drama review

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softmothprince · 3 years

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Cat Café

Huffing an aggravated sigh, Asher leans his elbows on the counter and rests his head in his palm while looking around the room. The small café is almost dead, only two people there and one of those people was Asher himself. Glancing at the time, he barely holds back a groan. Another four hours before his shift is up.

He supposes it isn't all so bad, since he does basically get paid to make coffee and play with cats. Speaking of, he smiles and goes to the wall that is filled with different sized windows and kneels down beside a group of kittens that are rough housing. They all perk up and meow, stumbling over each other to get closer to him.

Asher smiles, pressing his palm to the lowest window and giggles when the little kitties rub against it aggressively.

“I will join you later, cuties.” He whispers, tilting his head and looks at the other cats. “Once I lock up, I’ll come in and we can do our cuddle pile with treats- don’t worry, I won’t let Mochi take all of my attention.”

Mochi, an adult female ragdoll, is the most clingy and affectionate cat in the room- only to Asher. He has seen Stella try and pet the kitty, only to almost get scratched. Mochi stayed at the highest point in the room when customers were in there, baby blues glaring and judging anyone and everyone.

People were allowed into the cat room, but with how slow today is the cats were either sleeping or playing with each other. Mochi even sat on the floor with a few kittens around her. Glancing over at the only customer, Asher quietly observes him. The blonde silently sits at a table in the corner, closest to the giant window.

A large pile of cats are close to that area, all sleeping in his presence. Satan has been coming to the café for a while, apparently he’s a regular and had arrived way before Asher ever worked there. He almost always has a book with him, but when he doesn’t Asher finds him in the cat room.

Maybe he didn’t want his book ruined by a cat sleeping on it or one of the kittens using it as a scratch pad. Asher won’t (and can’t) lie, he looks forward to the blonde coming in. A man of few words, he orders his drink- a cup of plain black tea with a little sugar and milk -and settles in the same spot.

Even when it’s busy, that one spot is always open and no one dares to try and sit there. Even when he never shows up. And if there’s a rush when he comes in, he will patiently wait in his spot until it slows down- though… Stella swears up and down that Satan will wait for him to switch over to the drink station to order anything.

When Asher tried to claim bullshit, he witnessed it for himself when he paid closer attention. The demon came in, subtly looked at where he and Stella were stationed, and sat down when he concluded Asher was doing the register. It was a half-hour after he sat down that Stella and Asher switched, and he finally stood to order something.

As much as he hated to say it, Stella was right. Taking a deep breath, Asher stands up and rubs his hands on his apron to get rid of the sweat building up from them getting clammy. This little crush is making him even more nervous... Sighing, the barista returns to behind the counter and leans against it once again.

He hums and lets his eyes wander back to Satan- they widen when he finds the blonde already looking at him. He stands up straight, feeling his face turn pink when the blonde moves from his seat and walks over to the counter with soft steps. Asher rubs the back of his neck, averting his gaze to the side as he waits for Satan to speak.

“Asher, correct?” He asks, tilting his head.

“U-um, yes- yes! Yes that’s me. I’m Asher…” ‘Nice going, you awkward fuck.’ He mentally smacks himself.

Satan lets out an amused hum, lips curling up and his eyes narrowing slightly. It reminded the barista of Mochi when he brushed her fur, he can almost imagine the blonde with cat ears. Aaaand there he goes again.

“Did you need something, sir?” Asher asks, smiling nervously.

“Yes. Care to join me in the cat room?”

W… what?

It takes him a moment, but he finally realizes what Satan had said and the slight anxious tint in his eyes. Is he… nervous? Blinking rapidly, Asher stammers and clears his throat, nodding his head with his blush a deep red now. Satan smiles again, turning to lead the barista into the room.

As soon as the door clicks shut behind them, there are cats surrounding their feet. Without wasting a second and ignoring the fact that his crush is there, Asher drops to the floor and happily pets the fur babies while cooing softly at them. He sees Satan follow suit out of the corner of his eye.

A familiar chirp-meow makes Asher perk up, watching as Mochi saunters over and takes her place in his lap.

“I see you’ve been claimed.”

“Yes, she claimed me the first day I started working. I named her Mochi.” Asher chirps, lifting up and hugging the kitty.

Mochi purrs and dangles limp in his arms, squinting her eyes at Satan for a moment before they fall shut. Satan grins and reaches out, petting the top of her head. And to Asher’s surprise, the feline lets him. They sit in silence for almost an hour, Asher having to get up once when another regular came in.

Julia is a nice old demoness, and waves the barista back into the cat room when she notices Satan sitting with Mochi in his lap. Finally, Asher’s shift ends and Stella comes in to take over for him. She looks through the window to the cat room and giggles. Asher is sitting close to Satan as they both read his book, Mochi in the former’s lap.

It takes Asher only a few minutes to clock out and get his things from the back, Satan waiting the entire time. When they’re outside, Satan finally speaks.

“Would you like to go out sometime?”

Asher’s face becomes as red as his apron, which is folded in his arms, and he stammers a reply: “I would, um, I would love to! I can give my number so we can talk about a time and place?” He asks, holding up his phone.

Satan takes it and puts his number in, sending his own phone a text before handing it back. They bid each other goodbye, and part ways. Asher waits until he is around the corner to squat down against a wall, hiding his face in his hands and squeals happily. Unknown to him, Satan is around another corner with a faint blush and a smile.

#writing #obey me satan #obey me #om! satan #om! mc #fluff

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cozycornerwritings · 4 years

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witchy mc

Yoosung: ~You two were out shopping in a cute little mall village thingy ~ you see a store called Potions and Puppies ~ "ahhh! Yoosung we have to go in there!" ~ he thought it was because of the puppies ~ innocent boy ~you two go in and he looks around ~ he's a little freaked to be honest ~ but puppy calms down when he sees little puppies running around the shop with little witch hats on ~ you go and looks at stones for a bottle spell while he isn't paying attention ~ "oh Mc, I didn't know you had a rock collection" ~ "no yoosung this is for a bottle spell" ~ "oh alright.. WAIT WHAT?!" ~ he gets spooked ~ super submissive and stuttering ~ until he starts asking questions and his curiosity takes over ~ he'll buy your supplies for you after you explain what they are for and what the spell is ~ sometimes will ask for a spell when he has a difficult patient at the clinic

Zen: • it was raining hard one after noon • so why not have a movie night?? • you two were watching a romance flick • he was behind you on the couch • you tried to focus on the movie •BUT • when you feel his lips graze your neck • say goodbye to watching the rest • he moved his head down to kiss different spots, sucking lightly on a few • he moves your hair but when he does, he notices you have a new necklace???? • "hey Mc where did you get this?" • you turn to him and pull the charm out of your shirt. • "I made it, the symbol was really hard to do, but I did it~" • "how did you learn about that?" • "a witch craft book!" • he takes a moment to process • he wonders if you're trying to get role play started or something • " I practice witch craft." • "is this role play?" • Zenny doesn't understand till you in depth explain it • he thinks it's cute • you have used his hair, especially for protection spells

Jahee: - "Jahee can we plant a garden?" - sure Mc, Poor girl so so focus on preparing coffee that she was sort of dazed - doesn't really pick up on it for a while - "Jahee, do you have any salt crystals?" - "jahee, do you know where i put my spell journal?" - at this point you have her attention - "wait mc, you do spells?" - she doesn't really believe in that sort of thing but if it makes you happy - she buys you the most aesthetic witch things - also burns your protection and happiness candles in the shop - lets you have your space while you make spells - you'll give her charms and things to wear - also you make the best tea - she loves her witchy girl friend

Jumin: <He is a Christian so this will be a little awkward to explain < He doesn't believe in goddess, except the one standing in front of him of course -3o < You bring it up casually < "So are you gonna bring my stuff over from the apartment?" < "what do you need me to grab my love?" < "my spell book." < aaaand it's time to talk < like I said, he doesn't believe in it < BUT IF IT MAKES YOU HAPPY HE'LL BUY YOU EVERYTHING < gives you a great room to practice your arts < let's you have part of the garden to plant what you need < but how are you gonna raise Elizabeth the 3rd?? < he'll let you put protective spells on her < also spells that bind her to the house < he's all about supporting you < "dang I broke my sage stick" < 10 more show up randomly later in the day

707: > you do spells while he's working so he doesn't really notice > you didn't do them in rika's apartment so he never saw you doing what you love > but he realized when you got to a family reunion > "my family is a bit different" > "Lolol relax mc, I'll love them and they'll love me" > poor catholic boy > because practicing witch craft runs through the family > he steps inside your moms house > BOOM INCENSE >he thinks maybe it's just a normal thing > but when he sees crystals and a cat skull > 707 error > wonders if he should be wearing his cross?? > that's his faith though, so he's not gonna take it off > once your family gets to talking to him, he relaxes a bit > "mc, i didn't know you did witchcraft." > "really? I do it a lot, maybe you just haven't noticed ." > death glare from your mom, help him > after you two go home you tell him about it > sometimes while you do spells, he'll cross dress into a witch outfit and make up random spells and chants

#mysme headcanons #mysme fanart #mysme #mystic messenger #mystic messenger headcannons #mm #jumin #jumin hn #seven #707 imagine #luciel #jahee #yoosung #zen #hyun ryu

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blackcatanna · 4 years

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Playing Kazama's Route Because I Guess I Hate Myself Part 1: Kyoto Winds

So, I'm going to play through everybody's routes on Hakuoki and vent my feelings and frustrations on here! I've already done Saito and Iba but I will play them again soon, too. Next up is Kazama, mostly because I'm curious to find out if this fucker has any redeeming qualities. Maybe if you're into nonces. Idk.

Wow, I had forgotten how gloriously campy this intro is :') I love it so much!

Playing through the prologue because it sets the tone of blood, death and assholes. This game is much more violent, tragic and much less horny than I had predicted and I guess I'm into that.

Aw, Chizuru bae is so lonesome and vulnerable <3

Kodo flashback! HIIISSSSSSSSSS!!! >:(

Just taking a moment to appreciate how beautiful and romantic the nighttime environment and music is <3 At least, until people start getting slashed up X_X

OKAY GAME, WE GET IT: CHIZURU IS HORNY FOR HIJIKATA. GOD.

Okita is enjoying this waaay too much X_X

Chapter 1

WIGGLE WIGGLE WIGGLE

Thank you for untying me, InouBAE!

THEY'VE BEEN DISCUSSING THE SITUATION SINCE MORNING BUT NOBODY THOUGHT TO SUGGEST MAYBE NOT REVEALING MORE SENSITIVE INFORMATION WHILE I'M IN THE ROOM?! I'm surrounded by idiots -_-

Apparently, "They are all truly gentlemen." Uh-huh.

Hooray for Chizuru calling out Okita for being a douche. And Hijikata for calling everyone a bunch of kids! Where is the lie? :')

Um, why has the camera zoomed in on Nagakura's crotch? Chizuru, please control your thirst. This is a life or death situation.

Now Saito's telling Okita to stop being a prick and Okita's response is, "hehe." X_X

Casual suicide jokes... Reminds me of my friends at uni X_X

RUN FOR YOUR LIFE 8O I can't see how this could possibly backfire...

OMG Kondou describing not recognising a girl as "The shame of a lifetime!" XD

"Maybe it's time you spilled your guts, kid." Is he... Is he telling me to commit seppuku?! O_O "I looked at him and nodded." GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD.

Although, with Harada threatening to strip me, suicide doesn't look like such a bad option X_X Tell me, Inoue, WHERE ARE THESE GENTLEMEN YOU WERE TELLING ME ABOUT?!

Feminist Hijikata wants to kill me regardless of gender :') We stan a woke queen.

Feminist icon Sanan also thinks that gender is irrelevant but doesn't want to kill me because THEIR JOB IS LITERALLY TO PROTECT PEOPLE.

You search so hard for Kodo and he turns out to be such a treacherous snake :'(

Bad feminist Hijikata calls the Shinsengumi "sons of bitches" for feeding me to him as his page. The Shinsengumi are strong, independent bitches in their own right.

Escaping execution but being quietly upset about having to wear ugly boy clothes for the foreseeable future is a mood.

More of Hijikata threatening to cut off Okita's tongue, please!

What does Chizuru have against afternoon drinking :P Clearly she has never enjoyed a long glass of Pimm's on a warm Summer afternoon! I guess she is pretty young...

Hijikata isn't here so can I please sneak out with you guys instead of staring at the wall all day?

Reeeeeeally want to pick the yes to dressing like a girl option but apparently that's not what Daddy Nonce wants :( HE'S NOT EVEN SHOWN UP YET AND HE'S ALREADY RUINING MY FUN! >:(

Well, now we're literally running away from Nagakura and Inoue. I'm getting High School flashbacks.

Wait, why is Heisuke being weird about Saito being in my room? Did this happen last time too? Maybe I just forgot or maybe it's because I was hanging out with Heisuke and Harada before...

This dinner is terrifying.

Survival of the fittest? More like survival of the FATTEST! Amirite? Anyone? No? I'll stop.

Takeda admittedly has a point about you not earning your place in the Shinsengumi. And he has great hair. So I can almost forgive him for being a mega bitch.

"His swordsmanship is decent, BUT he is well read and possesses a cunning mind for military science." Not sure if a translation error or Hijikata just hates nerds?!

Does accompanying Hijikata as his page get me bonus Kazama Sexy Points purely because it pisses Hijikata off?

Chizuru once again being in mortal peril but getting distracted by Iba's beautiful face is relatable af.

"Takeda huffed smugly to himself and WADDLED out of the store." What a majestic image we have been blessed with :') The bitchiest penguin ever to waddle this Earth!

Iba happily munching his bean jelly is a MOOD.

Chapter 2

Okita telling you that you're here to keep him company on his rounds is exactly the kind of bullshit that I'd expect from him X_X

Guess I'm just running into a battle...

Oh, it's Kazama. Sitting on the windowsill like the edgy bastard he is.

Aaaand he just killed a guy on his own side. Classic edgelord move.

And apparently I have to thank him for this display if I want him to be my waifu.

Seemingly, Chizuru is thirsty for this slut and is being REALLY FRICKING OBVIOUS ABOUT IT X_X

OH HE DID NOT JUST CALL ME THE SHINSENGUMI'S BITCH. Although, it is somewhat accurate XD STILL A DICK MOVE AFTER I THANKED HIM SO NICELY, THOUGH.

AND HE SAYS THAT I HAVE MANNERS, BUT WHERE ARE YOUR FREAKING MANNERS, YOU EDGY THOT?!!!

I have a feeling that a lot of this will be typed in caps from now on -_-

Oooh he winked! I cannot handle this intense eroticism!

Surprise Saito! My favourite flavour of surprise (see, "Shinsengumi's bitch")!

The Shinsengumi are grateful for my efforts and, thus, have gifted me with the great gift of sweeping <3

Hijikata and Iba are so cute <3

Kazama's being edgy again X_X and murdering people. Classic Kazama.

Oh wow, he's actually calling us peasants.

Aw, we're talented peasants <3 How generous of him!

HOW DARE HE TRASH TALK OKITA LIKE THAT! Wow, I'm actually defending that asshole X_X

Hijikata baring his teeth like an angry doggo XD

I'm super mad at Kazama for killing that poor Shinsengumi guy :'( Such a thoughtless waste of life :'(

Now he's mocking Nagakura's obedience to the Shogun. What are your lofty ideals, Kazama? Ah yes, you want to subjugate and enslave the human race. How... noble...

Okay, so, apparently, Kazama is being a huge, murderous pain in the ass because he's just OH SO CONCERNED for the pride of his human allies. I don't buy it.

Ah, Hijikata called Kazama a petulant child :') Truer words were never spoken!

Okay, now Hijikata is saying that they don't deserve an honourable death?! Wow, Hijikata. That comment is not going to age well, I can tell you.

So maybe I agree with Kazama here!? He still shouldn't have murdered that guy, though.

I seriously don't understand why Hijikata is so keen to slaughter these guys and potentially lose more of his men just to force them to suffer a shameful death?! Maybe he doesn't see dying that way as dishonourable but I have no patience for people forcing their ideals onto others.

Aaah! Kazama throwing Hijikata's insult back in his face is pretty brilliant!

Kazama just sliced me in the face! Sexy?!

Sexy Points with Kazama because he's confirmed your full BROOD MARE potential.

Kazama likes calling people bitches so we have that in common.

So, now Hijikata respects them for committing seppuku?! I am CONFUSED.

Oh, now I'm getting Itou's origin story?! This is unexpected!

Wait, have I broken the game and accidentally romanced Kondou?! What is happening right now?! X_X

Oooh! I'm getting sword training! Yes please! This is better than sex :D

Feminist icon Kondou isn't going easy on me just because I'm a girl :D

Chapter 3

Aka: Sanan's breakdown!

"Those were his last words." O_O I... hope that that's not true...

Okay, now he's throttling me! I take it back! Somebody fillet this crazy fucker!

OMG WAS THAT CRUNCHING SOUND MY NECK?!

But why is he choking me when he could be sipping on my delicious blood? O_o

The awkward moment when your creepy brother is a hotter woman than you X_X

Apparently, Kazama's gazing at me with bloodlust. How romantic.

Haha! Apparently Kazama's hand is "pale and grasping like the tentacle of some hideous subterranean monster." X_X Hot.

Yay! Rescued from tentai boi by HajiBAE and SanoCUTEY! And Harada is calling out Kazama for being a creep :') This is a good day.

Kazama's response burn is weak. The culture and the nose of a dog? What does that even mean? Even if Harada's nose looked like a dog's, that'd still be pretty weak, imo.

Ha! Saito's response is basically just an Uno reverse card but I'm always here for calling Kazama out on his hypocrisy.

Omg, now Yamazaki is kidnapping me and Shiranui's calling him out! None of these hos have any chill!

Amagiri is taking a break from fighting to read Shiranui for being a hotheaded pain in the arse.

Hijikata is rightfully calling me an idiot for drawing my sword on Kazama :')

Kazama's insults are so blunt and childish but it's so funny! He just called Hijikata a weak shit! Apparently, fighting him is an honour and Hijikata isn't giving this diva the attention he believes he deserves.

Hijikata needs to stop calling me Kid X_X

"Sleazebag" = accurate.

Ooh, Sanan is paying me a late night visit! How risqué!

Of course I want to learn more about the water of life but The Grand High Nonce would apparently disapprove so I guess I'll have to wait until another route to find out :'(

Apparently Kazama's not going to abduct me TODAY. How reassuring.

I relate to Kazama admiring the beauty of the temple but he lost me by being a hypocrite again. Apparently, he doesn't understand how humans can destroy their creations with their wars. KAZAMA IS FIGHTING WITH THE PEOPLE WHO WANTED TO BURN KYOTO AND THEY PARTIALLY SUCCEEDED. Kazama can only destroy things, as far as I can tell.

Now he's ranting about how they lie, deceive and kill. Pot kettle black? "If they want something, they'll steal it." UGH, KAZAMA, YOU HAVE REPEATEDLY TRIED TO STEAL ME YOU HYPOCRITICAL FUCKWIT. HE'S SO FRUSTRATING. SUCH AN INSUFFERABLE COMBINATION OF PRETENTION, HYPOCRISY, CRUELTY, HUBRIS, I could go on XD I should stop... For now...

AAAAAH HE JUST SAID NOT TO TRUST THE SHINSENGUMI BECAUSE THEY KILL THEIR OWN MEN WITHOUT BATTING AN EYELASH. THAT'S WHAT KAZAMA DOES WHEN YOU FIRST MEET HIM! BUT I GUESS IT DOESN'T COUNT TO HIM BECAUSE THE MAN WASN'T PART OF HIS SUPERIOR RACE!

Sen = <3

Chapter 4 (This is where I went to sleep)

I feel like we could have got away with killing the guy who was SENTENCED TO DEATH if fricking Sanan hadn't shown up and revealed his alive-ness!

Aw, Itou is concerned about my arm!

Aaaaand he's ruined it by being a cunt XD "Would you like to know?" "Yes." "I won't tell you." X_X

Heisuke, Saito... HOW COULD YOU LEAVE ME... WHEN I NEEDED TO... POSSES YOU... I HATED YOU; I LOVED YOU TOO... BAD DREAMS IN THE NIGHT.... *Continues singing Wuthering Heights and dances around the room dramatically*

"And then they were gone" :'(

Tbf, I'd be pretty mad if my comrades had been doing such dangerous, fucked up experiments behind my back.

"I am more concerned about the soldiers being left behind." - lies!

Wait, Sanan knew Itou "really well"?! Their only interaction until now was Itou being a mega-douche to him. I have so many questions!

Aw, Sanan trusts that our friendlings will return <3

Ooh! Going on a manju adventure with YAM!

Kazama strolling down the street and everybody being pushed out of the way by the douchebag waves rolling off of him.

Okay, so Kazama has come here alone to get pissed amongst humans?! That seems implausible...

"I might even allow you to pour me a drink." BLEUGH BLETCH BLUUURGH.

I CANNOT WITH THIS THOT AND HIS HYPOCRITICAL BULLSHIT. HOW DARE HE BRAG ABOUT HOW COOL AND DOWN WITH THE KIDS HE IS TO BE DRINKING WITH HUMANS AND THEN SLAG ME OFF FOR ASSOCIATING WITH HUMANS?!

If I'm supposedly so curious about the demon lifestyle, can I PLEASE just run away with Sen? :'(

WHY IS NOBODY ASKING WHAT I WANT?!? X_X I WANT TO GO WITH THE COOL DEMON LADIES!!!

"Yukimura. What do you have to say about this?" FINALLY!!! THANK YOU, KONDOU!

I really want to go but the game won't let me XD

Souji is correct. I clearly have rocks for brains XD

"Gosh" Appropriate reaction.

AAAAAAAAND MY BELOVED SHINSENGUMI IS IMMEDIATELY ENDANGERED BY MY POOR DECISIONS.

Ooh! Physical contact with Kazama! Sure, he's violently grabbing me but this thirsty bitch will take what she can get XD

Harada has the best put downs :') "Barging in here to get yourself a wife! You think you'd get the point by now after all these rejections..."

"You fools have no idea of her worth." BITCH I AM A well, not human but SENTIENT BEING! THEY TREAT ME WITH MORE RESPECT THAN YOU EVER DID YOU MASSIVE CREEP. I AM MORE THAN JUST A WOMB, YOU HO!!!

"She is most valuable when used by a fitting partner." THA FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?!???! NOPENOPENOPE. A FITTING PARTNER WOULD NOT "USE" ME, BITCH.

"HA! So you decide to take her against her will just because you're too scared of the rejection you'll get from flat-out asking her out, huh?" YES HARADA!!! YOU CALL OUT THIS FUCKING NONCE!!! ALL RAPISTS ARE COWARDS!!! "You're so lame and creepy." WHERE IS THE LIE?!??

Meanwhile, Hijikata just makes it clear that he'd happily slice through me. Good to know.

I shall WIGGLE my way out of this situation! What do you mean it didn't work?!

YAAAS KONDOU! YOU FIGHT THAT BITCH!!!

OMG I JUST FELL ON TOP OF OKITA AND NOW HE'S SLUT SHAMING ME! XD

"Tell me... How is it? On top of me. Does it feel good?" O_O O_O O_O This game just got a lot more spicy!

Just fuck already! If only to piss off Kazama X_X

Aw, poor sick Okita <3

How dare they mention that the new HQ has a huge bath for warriors to bathe together and not have another thirst scene :P

Now Harada and Nagakura are slut shaming each other for having their tiddies out in Winter :')

Does this count as sexposition? Politics + tiddies?

"Itou dies." This is what happens when you base a game around true events! Problems aren't solved with the power of love and friendship! X_X

YES SAITO, PLEASE PROTECT ME FROM THIS MURDEROUS NONCE!

Chapter 5

At least in the normal route where nobody loves me, I don't get shot at by cannons O_O

There are a lot of typos in this chapter already. Perhaps the developers didn't expect anyone to be INSANE enough to romance Kazama.

DON'T TELL THIS RANDOM GUY YOUR PLANS YOU FOOL!!! IF THIS GETS INOUE KILLED, IMMA BE SO MAD!!!

NO INOUE!!! DON'T DRINK THE CRAZY JUICE!!!

NOOOOOO!!!! INOOOUUUUEEEE!!! :'(

Yes Queen, you call out those murdering cowards :'(

FFS I just got hella shot X_X

NO YOU GUYS ARE THE MONSTERS!!!

Apparently, I'm a "Noble Demon specimen" BITCH WHERE?!

"Why was Kazama helping me?" UM, HAVEN'T WE BEEN THROUGH THIS?! BECAUSE HE WANTS TO "USE" YOUR FERTILE WOMB TO BREED A NEW LINE OF DEMON CHILDREN.

"Shoot me? To death?" XD

"Kazama glared coldly at the pile of dismembered corpses on the floor" :') So romantic!

OMG IT'S THE BETTER DRESSED VERSION OF ME!!!

"Actually a man." UM, A CHILD, SEEMINGLY.

The whole creepy demonic family together at last :')

STOP CALLING ME ADORABLE AND LITTLE YOU CREEPY DEMON CHILD.

"What you're doing is disgraceful." YOU TELL HIM KAZAMA.

"Mind if I kill your family, right here and now?" O_O Kazama has zero chill! Thanks for asking, though, I guess. Go for it, Kazama XD

Oh, apparently I'm going to "talk to them" X_X

"Kodo, I could murder you over a thousand times, and it still wouldn't be enough for me." This is the most I've ever liked Kazama.

Doesn't Kazama work directly with Kodo in various routes?

Why can't I vanish like smoke? :'( Where are MY cool demon powers? :'(

"Turns out the only one capable of keeping you safe when you needed them most was me -- not them." HOW DARE YOU!!! INOUE GAVE HIS LIFE PROTECTING ME AND YOU'VE NEVER PUT YOUR OWN PRECIOUS NECK OUT THERE FOR ANYONE IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFE YOU POMPOUS ASS!!! YOU'VE NEVER HAD TO WORK FOR ANYTHING IN YOUR WHOLE LIFE, HAVE YOU?! YOU WERE BORN A DEMON PRINCE AND THAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT YOU'RE BETTER THAN EVERYONE ELSE?!? BECAUSE YOU HAVE POWERS YOU DIDN'T EARN?!

"If your idea of a good time is seeing the rotting corpses of your friends, be my guest..." 8_8 :'( No, they can't all be dead! Surely not! Kazama don't say things like that!

The Yodo are going to betray the Shogunate?!? I must warn them D:

Wow, this just got heavy and real sad.

Wait, did he just admit to meddling in the war?! He is such a hypocrite!!!! Aaaaaaah!!! Somebody call him out on his bs!!!!

SEN AND KIMIGIKU <3 SAVE ME!

Even Shiranui sees that humans have a variety of complex motivations X_X

I AM NOT YOUR FUTURE WIFE!!!!

Do the Shinsengumi just assume that I'm dead?!

Great, now I'm on a road trip with this cunt.

"I've never actually been this close to a man before..." Calm down! That horse is third wheeling so hard right now. And what about that time you fell ON TOP OF Okita?!

Welp, that's it for Kyoto Winds! Onwards to Edo Blossoms! I still don't like Kazama but at least murdering the ever-loving FUCK out of Kodo is a cause that I can believe in. Although, one of the reasons that I hated Kodo in Saito's route was because he was helping the same sex pest I'm now galloping across the country with. Huh.

This is the most that I’ve ever used the word, “nonce” in my entire life and this is only the first game.

#hakuoki #hakuouki #kyoto winds #kazama chikage #watch me lose my marbles #Spoilers #sorry kazama fans #so many words

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samotchkaficrecs · 5 years

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My Hero Academia Fic Recs! #1

Hola!

i’m finally making an actual mha fic post... yay!

since most of these fics are suited to my fanfiction tastes i will be making another in the future with many different ships (to float anyone’s boat).

[Also if there is a star (★) next to any fic, it’s one of my highly recommended]

Anywhoo, let us begin!

TodoDeku

before the world catches up by - silent_academy (white_silence)

Shouto was promised the world when he was born. Unfortunately, fate isn't kind, and he's left with nothing but a broken heart and blazing scars.

Izuku was never "destined" for greatness, but he was sure as hell going to make his mark on the world. With determination and a will to protect, he sets out on the hero's path.

Or, the one in which Shouto is born Quirkless, and Izuku... is not.

Somehow, things work out anyway.

(currently on hiatus)

★ The Wooing of Todoroki Shouto by - crispykrimi

He clasps his hands together and presses them to his forehead. “Please teach me how to seduce someone!”

What follows is the most awkward fifteen minutes of his short life. His friends volley suggestions at him, everything from suggestive comments to practically crawling into Shouto’s lap and kissing him. His head is starting to feel a little fuzzy when someone (goddamnit Kirishima) suggests a strip tease, and really, he has to draw the line somewhere.

“A-ah… Maybe seduce was too strong a word. I don’t know if I could actually do any of those things… I think a better word would be- woo? I want to woo him. P-please teach me how to woo someone.”

(complete)

★ If I'm Being Honest.... by - I_dont_know_man

Midoriya scrunched up his nose in confusion. “Uh, Shouto, why are you glaring at me like that?”

“I-” Todoroki began to lie, until nausea slammed him like a door to any room that Bakugou entered. “I--” Todoroki grit his teeth, and glared daggers into the wall behind Midoriya. Goodbye, friendship. It had been absolutely divine while it lasted. “Because you’re very attractive.”

They say honesty is the best policy, but it sure as hell had a knack for Todoroki making a complete and utter fool of himself.

In which Todoroki is placed under a mysterious truth-telling quirk and suffers, Uraraka laughs at him, Midoriya is confused but smitten nonetheless, and Twitter is the thirstiest site on the planet.

(complete)

i feel your warmth, and it feels like home by - orphan_account

The five times where Shouto remembers that Midoriya is more buff than he lets on.

(alternatively titled the-one-where-shouto-internally-nosebleeds-and-tries-to-act-casual)

(complete)

Trust Fall by - Esselle

' "So, on my signal then."

Midoriya laughs. "No signal. You just fall, and I catch."

"What?" Shouto asks. "But how will you know? What if you're not ready? What if—"

"It's about trust, Todoroki-kun," Midoriya says. Shouto can't see his face, but he senses there's a grin on it. "Do you trust me?" '

(complete)

KiriBaku

Can't Hear the Fireworks of Your Art by - cereal_whore

Bakugou's hearing is slowly deteriorating due to being in close proximity of his quirk, and his constant usage of it. After a visit to the doctors, it's concluded they can never reverse his hearing.

Everyone else: hol y sh ti hes dying (excluding Shinsou, who's too tired to care anymore and is at peace with the idea of Bakugou being the local cryptic)

Or: Bakugou literally disappears for one day, and everyone suddenly thinks he's dying even tho he just rlly needs a hearing aid. none of these hormonal teenagers have basic communication skills. Todoroki is also really trying his best in spite of Bakugou continuously calling him "Canadian Flag Fucker".

(ongoing)

kiss me on the lips by - Lulatic

“So, you’ve really never kissed anyone? Really?”

“No, okay? You fucking happy now? What does it even matter--”

“Would you like to?”

(complete)

★ The Beauty of a Beast by - starofjems

Once upon a time a lonely beast lived in a manor deep in the forest. He dreamed of the day his true love appeared to break his curse... When a beauty finally appears in his life, it is not quite as he imagined. For who could have thought a beauty would be more of a beast.

The beauty and the beast AU nobody asked for but here it is.

(complete)

Ghost Hunters by - PoutyBats

“What, like a ghost sex hotline?” Sero snorts.

“I mean, she was kinda cute-”

“I swear on my life if you don’t shut up I can guarantee that there will be three new ghosts in this house come morning!” Bakugou rubs his temples, aging by the minute.

Kirishima, Bakugou, Ashido, Kaminari, and Sero are part of a ghost hunting squad.

[kiribaku isn’t really the main focus, but it’s here anyways]

(complete)

Love Potion No. 9 by - I_dont_know_man

"It's alright bro, I get it. Not everybody can handle all this pure manliness." Kirishima flexed a hardened bicep facetiously, grinning like the idiot he most certainly was.

...

And Bakugou - Bakugou blushed.

For the mere second time in 17 years of life, no less, and he was pretty sure that blushing over accidentally calling All Might ‘dad’ that one time didn’t count. Bakugou was an aloof, detached, analytical sort of person. Bakugou didn’t fucking blush, alright?

Just what in the ever-loving fuck was going on here?!

In which Bakugou finds himself victim of a love spell, Kirishima tries his Best, and the entirety of Class 1A waits for the other shoe to drop.

(ongoing)

Multi/ Misc/ Minor Ship

★ Blue Monday by - Adox [multi]

Eight years ago, three boys went missing, only remembered by their disappearance. Unless you’re Izuku Midorya. After his (arguably) best friend Katsuki Bakugou vanished, he’s been searching. Hoping. Even after the investigation was closed. Three names ring clearly in his head.

Eijiro Kirishima.

Denki Kaminari.

Katsuki Bakugo.

Jiro loves her new family, they’re the only fosters who seem to give a shit. However, she can’t help but notice the picture frames turned on their side, and the child’s bedroom that hasn’t been touched in years.

Todoroki just wants to help his new friend, even if that means endangering his many, many scholarships.

And Bakugo waits.

(ongoing)

Karma in Retrograde by - Mistystarshine, ohmytheon [misc]

When Dabi is struck by a de-aging quirk that regresses him to the most influential part of his life, he finds himself turned back into a sixteen-year-old U.A. General Studies student with lots of self-esteem issues, parent problems, a destructive quirk that he can't manage, and no memory of the years that he's lost - not to mention the fact that his little brother is now the same age as him and one of the top students in the U.A. hero course. In U.A.'s attempt to make up for what they missed and help the Dabi of the past, present, and future, he is placed with the only students that know him and have yet to find out what truly makes the difference between a hero and a villain. There, they must face the question of whether he can change or his destiny is already set in stone.

(ongoing)

A Night to Remember by - hanwritesstuff (hannahkannao) [multi]

“Huh?” Izuku narrows his eyes and looks at the poster. It doesn’t make sense when he first reads the words, when they first roll off his tongue. “‘Yuuei High School’s 24th Annual Future Heroes Gala’? What... is this?” He feels like he should know, but he can’t think straight after staying up so late last night.

“Well.” Kirishima grins. “When I saw the poster, I texted Amajiki-senpai and he told me all about it.”

There’s something particularly mischievous in his smile that has Izuku worried.

“Long answer, it’s pretty much the only school dance Yuuei has and it’s third-years only,” Kirishima continues, “It’s supposed to be a celebration of everything we’ve done over the past three years, so it’s super fancy and formal and there’s slow dancing and and stuff like that -”

“Short answer, it’s hero prom!” Hagakure interrupts, barely getting the words out before at least four people erupt into cheers.

(complete)

★ I want to kiss (your dumb fucking face) by - gingerbreadshinsou [shinsou/ monoma]

Monoma develops a big gay crush on Shinsou from afar and his life descends into absolute chaos

[The Monoma Neito coming-of-age fic absolutely no one asked for]

(ongoing)

[i know i have already put this one on another list, but it’s just so amusing!]

tell your boyfriend if he says he's got beef that i'm a vegetarian and i EAT LEAF by - hanwritesstuff (hannahkannao) [misc]

“Which one of you fuckers just AirDropped me loss?”

(complete)

★ shock your soul by - montparni [kamisero]

Twelve years of Halloween; or, Kaminari Denki grows up (but not too much), makes some memories, and learns to look right in front of his eyes.

(complete)

Rock, Paper, Scissors, Shoot! by - xX_KUUHAKU_Xx [kamisero]

"I could wear just my boxers and I'd win every round. Now let's play."

---

In which Sero and Kaminari decide to face off on a rock, paper, scissors game with beer and stripping being a part of it.

(complete)

Thus With a Kiss, I die by - DomineeringScarves

Kaminari finds himself head over heels for the newest addition to their class, Shinsou Hitoshi. Normally the flirty blonde would just present himself with open arms but there's a major problem with his infatuation. There's unspoken rules in 1-A and Kaminari is part of the Bakusquad...whereas Shinsou is a part of the Dekusquad. The two can't be together. It's just not possible. There's no way Bakugou would ever allow one of his extras to date Deku's friend.

There's only one thing left to do, give up and move on. Too bad Kaminari can't seem to escape Shinsou.

Aka the fic where Kaminari is Romeo and Shinsou is Juliet and they have to secretly date so their squads don't fall into an all out war.

(complete)

★★★

Aaaand thats a wrap! thanks for viewing and i hope you all found some fics that intrigue you!

Au revior!

#mha #my hero academia #ships #tododeku #kiribaku #kamisero #monoshin #midoirya izuku #todoroki shouto #katsuki bakugou #kirishima eijiro #dabi #kaminari denki #sero hanta #shinsou hitoshi #monoma neito #fic recs #my hero academia fic recs

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onebangtanstan · 4 years

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Power Style - Chapter Six : The organization

« Are you okay, Ms Douglas? »

« Um, yes I guess. » I lie. « I'll just have to make adjustments for the campaign. »

I have no idea how I'm going to figure this out. I have to cram 2 months worth of work in 2 weeks. This is going to be intense.

We talk for a bit before I leave his office. As I walk back to my desk, I have an idea. I head for my phone and look for Tae.

"Hi Tae! I just found out about the launch being brought up. I need to be in contact with everyone to organize the shootings. Can you help me out?"

Send.

I start brainstorming ideas after letting my team know what's going on. We share all our ideas on an online drive. I add what I gathered last night from Tae.

A few minutes later, my phone dings. It's from a groupchat created by Taehyung. All members are in it, plus me. I start typing a text to say hello to everyone, but something appears on the screen. It's from RM "Is this necessary?". I figure this is Namjoon, and oh my God he infuriates me! I decide to not react and send my text anyway.

"Hi all! I'll be using this groupchat to let you know what's going on with the campaign, and give you details for shootings and all that. Have a good day!"

Someone answers immediately "I can't wait!! This is gonna be epic". It's from J-Hope. I'm still not familiar with all their stages names but from the energy of the text, I'm guessing it's Hoseok. Another text comes in from Jimin. "Whatever".

This is going to be hard. I'm used to dealing with clients, but usually there's only one person at a time. Right now I have 7 people with their own personalities to handle. I can't let my emotions get the best of me.

I get back to work, and head for a meeting with the whole team. We spend 2 hours figuring out what the campaign will be like and the schedule.

I grab my phone as soon as we're out and type a text to the band.

"Ok guys, things will happen very fast. Starting on Thursday, we will have individual shoots for each one of you. I'll send you the schedule. Next Friday is the group shoot. Sorry about the rush."

I put my notes from the meeting back in my office and head for lunch. I'll be eating it in my office though. Thursday is 2 days away, and I have so much to do.

DING.

I check my phone.

"Hey, about what you said last night, could we meet tomorrow maybe? Yoongi"

I'm glad I came through to him. We decide to go for dinner in the city center.

The next hours are only dedicated to finding the perfect settings for shootings. Every individual shoot needs to be different, but the feel of the campaign has to be the same.

I don't think I've had a harder job to do.

The next day is the same. Meeting on top of meeting with every designer, stylist, photographer and everyone needed for the shoot. My team and I are exhausted, but we finally have everything planned out.

I get home at 5 pm and get ready for my dinner with Yoongi. I go for something casual, but chic. My black and red dress if perfect for tonight. I pair it with my long black coat and knee-high boots.

Gina’s outfit for the evening

He's already there when I get to the restaurant. I sit down in front of him in silence. We both feel awkward being around each other, but also at ease.

He looks very cute like this. He's wearing all black clothes, a cap covering his hair. His golden jewelry contrasts with his look, and make his eyes pop.

"So, how's work?" He starts, trying to break the ice. I can tell he doesn't feel like he belongs here.

"Well, you guys have got me running all over the place, but it's interesting."

"Yeah sorry about that, there was a mix in our tour dates" He looks as annoyed as I am by the change.

"That's okay! Let's just say it's showbiz. Plus, it gives me an opportunity to challenge myself." He's looking down, but I see him smile. "Please, tell me about your ideas!"

He looks up and starts exposing his thoughts. The more he talks, the more his face opens up. He's more relaxed on his chair too. He loves his job, I can tell. This is where he's comfortable. Talking about work. It's probably the same when he talks about music, or performs.

I take notes while he talks me through his vision. It's amazing. It corresponds with the vibe we've already set, so we can definitely integrate his ideas into his solo shoot.

We start eating, and make awkward smalltalk, each of us understanding that the other one isn't comfortable talking about their lives. But as we talk we feel ourselves getting looser around each other. We seem to be similar on certain aspects.

Both our phones bing at the same time. I'm guessing it's the groupchat. He looks at his phone and I think I see a sparkle in his eyes. He smiles as he reads the text.

"Hobi is excited for tomorrow" He lets me know. Hoseok is the first one to shoot and I think it's going to be fun. I think about his reaction when he saw it was a text from Hoseok. Weird..

"Are you close with the guys?" I ask him, hoping my question won't close him off again.

"Very" He answers after a few seconds. He hesitates to keep going, but he does so anyway "They're my family. I love them with all my heart, but like with all families, we have our ups and downs. By the way, I would like to apologize to you on behalf of Namjoon and Jimin. Jimin is not great these days, with the tour coming and the-" He stops himself. I question him with my eyes.

"It's not my story to tell" He continues "And Namjoon is just an asshole towards strangers. But he's particularly an asshole towards you, I don't understand why..."

"That's okay" I reassure him "We don't have to like each other, just act professionally. If I'm being honest, I don't like his vibe so I won't be talking to him unless it's for the campaign."

"Haha I like you, Gina" I can't help but smile as he says that. "I'm not the type to open up easily, but I feel drawn to you, in a soothing way."

"Weirdly I feel the same."

We look at each other for a second but quickly turn away from each other.

We just sit there in silence, while the restaurant empties itself. We leave too, and start walking through the streets of Seoul. His turtleneck and hat (and the fact that he's walking with me) cover the fact that he's an Idol. The city center is lovely tonight. There are still a lot of people in the streets, everything is lit up. The weather is nice too. Don't get me wrong it's fucking freezing, but it's not that bad for the end of February.

We don't say much while we walk. We just enjoy each others company. I haven't felt this comfortable around someone since Sarah. It's nice. It's weird to think a few hours ago we could barely have a conversation without feeling awkward, but right now we're walking around together.

"I had a great night" His voice is soft, and seems peaceful. Not like the rest of the time. I could sense the anxiety in him as soon as I saw him. I know too well what it looks like.

"Me too" I say back.

He hails a cab for me and gives money to the driver.

"Let's do this again" He opens the door for me and waves awkwardly goodbye. Aaaand he's back. I'm glad I got to see a glimpse of the real Yoongi tonight, even if it was for a few words.

I almost fall asleep in the cab. The intense days of brainstorming are catching up with me. I go straight to bed when I get home, knowing tomorrow is going to be a long day.

I can't wait though. Shootings are my favourite part of the job.

#bts #fanfic #bts fanfic #suga #yoongi #suga x oc #yoongi x oc #kpop #seoul

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cupidoargiades · 5 years

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incubus incapacities

incubus lee minhyuk gets assigned a task: to make your sarcastic childwish come true. the last thing you expected was for your sarcastic prayer to be fulfilled, but there he was, ready for you. technically, he was barely ready for doing his task, but he was ready for befriending you and maybe even more.

incubus: a male demon who seduces their targets in their sleep, to spread their unholy virus that is their existence. however, in my version, an incubus is a non-human creature who gives women babies when they cannot have them theirselves, carefully waking them up before making their childwish come true.

A/N - this is just a little experimental supernatural thing i wanted to try. i had fun writing it, that's for sure, but idk if you guys will like it? the plot's a little weird, but then again, it's just an experiment. enjoy! :)

TW - short mentions of illness, other than that, none! again, even though the incubus is originally a bad thing, in my version here it is NOT. so no worries, our lil friend over here will not hurt your character in any way, shape or form.

"okay newbies, listen up" hoseok said clearly, standing up from his seat to grab the attention from the handful of people. "since i'm booked full tonight, i'm going to assign you some of my clients" he continued, getting some ooo's and aaa's from around the room.

"jooheon? you get ashley. great girl, in her late 20's but she's invertile because of illness she has battled for 3 years. she's a tough one: knows no pain but emotionally she's really sensitive, you think you can make it happen?" hoseok suggested, having jooheon nod confidently. "yes sir!" "jooheon- not too confident now, one wrong phrase and you might make her cry." hoseok warned. "i-.. i think i got this"

"then, changkyun! you get.. joanne! joanne's really sweet, but love hasn't been in her favour. breast cancer made her lose both of her breasts and well, human males these days don't find her attractive because of it. she's been on the waiting list for quite a while, so she's excited to get the proces started. i know you can do this, joanne's super easy going" hoseok said, not even expecting a response. he just knew that couple would plan out well.

"and lastly.. minhyuk! you get y/n. sadly, because the internet was being rude today, we didn't quite get as much information about her wish as we would like to. all i know is that she just really wants a baby, and that you just really want to lose your incubus virginity, so.. perfect match, right?"

minhyuk stayed silent for a while, but nodded anyway: it's not like he can refuse the task given to him, right? minhyuk wanted more than a one-time-thing.. he wanted to find love more than anything, and he was positive most ladies wanted that too. for now, however, all he could do was go on his mission, and transport to your location.

'god, she's beautiful'

that was the first thought that shot into minhyuk's mind as he flashed into your bedroom at 2:42 in the middle of the night. 'she looks so innocent, all bundled up like that with her legs pulled up..'

he wanted to step closer, but with him being his clumsy self, nothing went without creating unwanted noises. he stepped on a shoe on the floor, making him stumble a little and make some quiet thumping sounds. luckily for him, that was far from enough to actually wake you up from your deep, sweet sleep.

an awkward smirk appeared on his face. 'do i really have to do this..?' he thought, kneeling by your figure. your cheek smushed against the pillow created a crease near your eye, almost making it seem like you were smiling. your lips were formed into a tiny pout from the slight open mouth breathing and your fingers were tangled into the linnen of your bedsheets.

minhyuk softly whispered "hey, hey hoseokie..? are you finished yet..?" as he did some weird non-human thing with his wrist. it was almost as if the people of his kind were born with phones on their wrists. "i can't do this.. she's too beautiful for this to be only a one time thing..!" he explained, hearing hoseok softly pant on the other side of the line.

"just give her what she wants and leave, min, i knew this would happen.. you get attached too quickly..!" hoseok grumbled, assumingly with his head planted against his palm thanks to the soft sound of a thud from his side.

minhyuk sighed. "stop calling me out like that..!" he poked your cheek once, and he immediatly felt like he was squishing a marshmellow; it was that soft. "hoseokie- listen.. even her cheeks are bouncy and squishy.. agh- i can't take this..!" he whined, leaning his forearms on the side of your matress with his head on top.

"how am i supposed to leave after finishing..? she doesn't deserve that..! i just kno-"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAA" hoseok screamed as minhyuk tried to cover his wrist to muffle the sound. "what are you doing..?!" minhyuk softly whispered.

"just waking her up minhyuk- AAAAAAAAAAAAA" hoseok continued, causing you to start tossing and turning. "fine, thank you hoseok" minhyuk answered sarcastically. "help much appreciated, now leave..!" he said, before hanging up on hoseok and trying to look kind and approachable before you opened your eyes.

"come on, y/n.. wake up..!"

"wha-.." you mumbled, wiping your eyes as you turned once more and opened your eyes to see the man's eyes staring at you with a creepy smile plastered on his face. you started the day with a scream. 'great, we love mad neighbours' you thought, before asking who he was.

"okay- scared isn't usually the first reaction i get but.. hello, hi, goodmorning! my name's minhyuk, and i'm your incubus of tonight!" he said, kneeling down to bow for you. "i heard you wanted a kid?"

"what? what's an incubus and since when do i want a child?!" you responded, sitting up and running your hands through your messy hair. eyes still wide open, he went to check your data as he explained what he species was.

"basically, an incubus is someone who gives women one or more babies if they can't have them theirselves, that's what i do. aaaand, you said you wanted a baby today at- let's see.. 13:02!" minhyuk chanted, closing his wicked wrist-phone and smiling up at you.

"what-..? is this because i said 'give me a baby so i can collect the money the government gives me and pay the rent for once'?" you answered, chuckling quietly but you felt like you were going insane.

"oh..! so that's what you said! you see, connection was malfunctioning this afternoon so... i only got the 'give me a baby' part.." minhyuk said softly, scratchimg behind his head before muttering a sincere apology. "so- do you.. want me to leave again? i'm sorry for interrupting your sleep. oh and honestly, i have to delete your memories of me after i leave, so in advance, i'm sorry for your headache tomorrow..!" he once more apologized, this time in a lighter manner.

"um.. i'm- still so confused.." you grumbled, sitting up and taking a few deep breaths. "want me to explain a bit more?" he asked, sitting down on your bed after you nodded. "okay, so it all starts at the moment where a single or infertile lady asks for a child.."

"and.. that's kind of what i do for a living!" he finished, softly clapping in his hands. you nodded a few times, and scoffed. "sounds like a lot of work.. impressive..! you must have a great stamina" you softly said, smiling slightly.

"yah.. minhyukie..! just ask for her phone number already!" a soft voice errupted from minhyuk's wrist. "one second, y/n.. hoseok..! were you listening this entire time..?" he whispered into his wrist.

"no..! maybe, well- kind of.. yes."

"you stupid little- if you tattletail me i will destroy you..!" minhyuk threatened, making you chuckle. "what's so funny..?!" minhyuk asked, now glaring at you. you immediatly pulled a straight face and shook your head. "no, 'hoseokie' is a bad person for listening in..!" you said, to make him feel a little better.

"but- if you insist.. lend me your phone for a bit..?" you suggested, immediatly getting his wrist shoved into your hands. "woah..! this is so.. creepy yet awesome..!" you said, barely above a whisper. you added a contact with your name and your number, saving it afterward. "there you go.." you said, pushing his wrist back.

"thank that 'hoseokie', okay? he's the reason you got my phone number anyway" you said, smiling kindly at him. "i can hear you, y/n!" you heard in a phone-y voice, making you laugh.

"thanks for the date, hoseok!" you said loudly, before waving minhyuk goodbye.

god, that dude is going to be a weird but lovely friend.. a friend that's another species?! people on earth don't even know aliens from other planets exist, let alone a different species living on earth itself! this is gonna be so cool!

thinking about him more, you remind yourself of how the universe was kept away in his irises, the tiny sparks of white being the sun in that universe. his body language was awkward, yet somehow confident. just maybe, you've gotten yourself a perfectly flawed, potential non-human boyfriend.

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artlessictoan · 5 years

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Could I request something for Soft butch Karin and Butch Hinata? The pairing stole my heart by accident and now im in love with it.

YESSSSSSSS MORE HINAKARIN also teacher au, bc i’ve been craving it lately

(requests open)

(ao3 mirror)

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“Are you sure no one’s coming?” He’d been asking thatquestion every five seconds for the last ten minutes and, honestly, Hikari wasgetting sick of it.

She casually elbowed the ladder her friend was balancing on,taking a little joy in the terrified squeal he let out. “Yeah, I’m sure, justhurry up so we can get out of here already.” Beside her, Ren snickered, beforegently shaking the ladder himself.

“Would you both cut it out, I’m the one doing all the work y’know!”

“Ren came up with the plan and I made the stuff to go in theballoons, compared to that you’ve got the easy bit,” she said, peeking her headout of the door and looking both ways down the hall to check for intruders.

They had been waiting for this opportunity for weeks andsoon, the moment would be at hand. Revenge was gonna be sweet.

“Ok, I’m done, let’s get outta here, quick,” Yuta said, jumpingoff the ladder and quickly folding it up.

Together, they gathered up any evidence of their mischief, checkedthe surroundings for anyone lying in wait, then, sharing a knowing smirk andsnickering at each other, they turned around to head back to their classroom. Thebell had already rung, but it was only Nara-sensei’s class, he wouldn’t punishthem for tardiness – hell, he probably hadn’t even turned up himself yet.

“What do you three think you’re doing?”

As one, they froze in place, before slowly, sloooooowly,turning around to face the sharp voice that had silently snuck up on them. “K-Karin-sensei!”

They were screwed.

“Well?” she asked, staring down at them, arms crossed andfoot tapping. A notoriously strict teacher had caught them, carrying a ladder, string,tape and empty water balloons in their hands and generally just looking mightysuspicious. No way was she going to let them out of this easy, not unless theyhad a bulletproof excuse.

“We were just…” She looked to each of her allies in turn, neitherof whom giving her a response more useful than a shrug. “Juuust… going tochange a lightbulb?”

Was she blinking that slowly on purpose, or was time justslowing for Hikari as her life passed in front of her eyes – all six years ofit. “With balloons.”

“Um, these are-” Think of something, quick.

Finally, Ren stopped shivering in terror long enough up tohelp her out, saying, “For a class with Konohamaru-sensei later!” His excusewas even almost believable.

“Really.”

When Ren failed to elaborate, Yuta jumped in to save him. “He’suh… teaching us the rasengan?” Aaaand they were back to being screwed. Ok,maybe she hadn’t been able to come up with anything better, but she was stillgoing to have to drag both her friends off and coach them on knowing when tokeep their big mouths shut when they got out of this. If they got out ofthis.

And judging by the ever-narrowing eyes of the scariestteacher in the entire academy, that was looking less likely by the second.

“You’re in your second year; rasengan is an advanced classonly available to genin graduates.”

If she’d been in a better state of mind, Hikari might’vewondered why she didn’t seem phased by the more obvious issue of why they wouldeven need to bring water balloons to a class teaching an A-rank jutsu, but as itwas, she just trembled in place, praying for an escape from this situation.

“Classes have started, what are you all doing out- oh,Karin-sensei, is something the matter here?”

Lightly jogging down the hall towards them, messy ponytailbouncing along behind her, was their salvation.

All three students shouted in unison, “Hinata-sensei!”

“These three were clearly up to something, I’m just tryingto get to the bottom of it.” Glasses were adjusted as the shorter of the two womencame to a stop beside the other. Seeing them standing next to each other, thedifference was stark; where Karin looked cool and professional, in her buttonup shirt and tailored shorts – the only contrast to her smart appearance being herundercut hair – Hinata was all soft hoodies and a thousand layers, clearly shewas only dressing for comfort, but it made her so much more approachable than almostevery other adult working at the school.

Moral boosted by the soft presence of the kind teacher,Hikari found her voice again. “We haven’t done anything; this is all just a bigcoincidence!”

“I’m not buying that for a second.”

“Karin-sensei, let’s give them the benefit of the doubt,” Hinatasaid, reaching up to rest a light hand against the other woman’s shoulder. “I’msure our students would know better than to lie to us.” The gentle smile on herlips was sharper than any of Karin-sensei’s glares.

Hikari twitched.

“In fact, why don’t we all go into the room together and seewhat happens?”

The three students exchanged a glance. “Uh, actually-” Renstarted speaking, but was cut off before he could get anywhere.

“I mean, if you haven’t done anything, then I’m sure you wouldbe happy to prove it.” She still wore the gentle smile, but, with every word outof her mouth, it seemed less and less kind; more and more cunning. “It would bequite easy.”

By this point, sweat was sliding down Hikari’s back like awaterfall. “Well, see, we would, except that we really have a class tobe getting to now, don’t want to be late, right?”

Hinata blinked at them, smile not dimming for a second. “You’realready late, I’m sure a few extra seconds won’t hurt, I’ll even vouch for youto your teacher.”

A hand settled heavily on her shoulder, firmly pushing hertoward the door. Hikari sent a desperate look to her friends – theirexpressions of pure terror perfectly matched her own – then, hopelessly, as alast-ditch effort, turned to Karin-sensei.

There was no mercy to be found in her glower.

As the teacher pulled open the door, she finally found thecourage to scream, “NO, STOP!”

She closed her eyes, already knowing what was coming,waiting for the inevitable impact-

The rush of wind was halted with such speed that she sworeshe heard a little thunder clap. But, other than that, she felt nothing.

Sucking in a deep breath, she slowly opened one eye,squinting at the green blob hanging an inch from her nose. The relief floodingthrough her left her bones feeling like jelly – not too dissimilar to the gloopysubstance she knew to be held within the water balloon’s thin shell, carefully mixedwith a kind of dye that took a week to wash out – but she managed to staymostly upright as she staggered back a few steps from the hanging balloon.Following the string it was attached to with her gaze, she saw the hand holdingit firmly in place and, following the hand up a dark-skinned arm, she found itattached to a blank-faced Karin-sensei.

“Clear up this mess and get to your classes. Now.”

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The halls grew quiet, as they slowly walked away from thefrantically apologetic students and she was thankful for it, because shedefinitely didn’t want anyone to hear them talk.

“You were going to let her get hit by that balloon, weren’tyou?”

Hinata glanced at her with those huge, terribly innocenteyes of hers. “If she payed more attention in her classes, she would have beenable to dodge it.”

She snorted, but still had to bite her own lip to keep thesmirk concealed. “I can’t believe I’ve got the reputation as the scary teacher,when you can go around pulling shit like that and still be everyone’s favourite.”

“Are you jealous?” God, that quietly confident air Hinataheld around herself like an aura was just devastating.

Trying to play off her embarrassment – and slight horniness,they were in the workplace after all – Karin said, “As long as they take mylessons seriously, I don’t care if they like me or not.” Which wasn’t true atall; as much of a pain as some of them could be, there was a kind of fulfilmentand excitement that she got from teaching that she’d never had in her entiretime as a shinobi.

She just had a bad case of resting bitch-face and was alittle awkward around kids was all.

And at this point, she didn’t want to ruin her reputation.

Feather-light fingers trailed up her spine, leaving trailsof ticklish skin in their wake, even through her shirt. “Don’t worry, you’ll alwaysbe my favourite.”

Red to her ears, she snapped her head away from hergirlfriend so that she couldn’t see how happy that comment had just made her.Practically feeling the grin pointed at her back, she made a show of looking ather watch and muttering an excuse about having tests to score before her nextclass started and, with a short goodbye and a light peck to her cheek, sheswiftly marched down the hall.

Hinata grabbed her hand before she could get very farhowever, easily pulling her back and gently bringing her down enough that theirlips could meet in a brief kiss. “I’m taking you out somewhere nice tonight; I’llpick you up at eight.”

“So bossy,” she murmured, biting at her lip lightly beforepulling away. With a bashful grin and slightly wobbly legs, she managed to get halfwaydown the hall before soft words halted her in her tracks.

“Wear that suit I like, the one with the purple flowers onit.”

“Fine, but you better not show up wearing a ratty old hoodieagain! You might not have any standards, but I do.”

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#ictoan writes #hinakarin #hinata hyuga #karin #naruto #ictoan answers #THISSSS SHIPPPPP #I LOOOOOVEEEEEEEEEEEE #also hina giving off that Strong Top Energy bc i say so #thank you for my life nonny!#Anonymous

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ALL HAIL THE LORD OF MODERN AU *bows* please except the humble offering of my faith and devotion. Please, oh great one, bless us with headcanons about the holy Sora Quintet road tripping with their s/o.

as your lord, I d e m a n d some bitch lasagna to be offered - im so h u n g r y rn

Sora :

I can’t stress this enough gu y s, Sora always w a n t s to bring everyone along. He lives by that “the more the merrier” motto and won’t hesitate to rent a van if MORE people tagged along - of course you want this to be more intimate and less chaotic so he has to settle with a road trip date.

Because he’s a people person, you guys will most likely end up meeting a lot of different and peculiar people on the way, even if it’s to ask for just directions. All of them friendly too, so don’t worry ! (try not to get jealous if he starts to give everyone his number, he just has a talent for making friends)

Sora would definitely overpack. But just adds shit that you guys will probably don’t need or that he just wants to take along, like you know, this one teddy bear he likes to cuddle while sleeping (he gets homesick way easily) and whatnot. You’re gonna have to help him out here.

Vanitas :

He literally shows up at your door with one crusty looking backpack on his shoulder and asks if you want to go on a spontaneous road trip with him. What do you mean if he has planned anything ? H A H, of course not ! Who do you take him for ? Well, actually maybe there is something -

Like you know, he wants to see a meteor shower that’s happening somewhere aaaand he thought it would be nice if you came along. But please wipe that shit eating grin off your face. He won’t let you inside the car if you don’t stop smiling like that. That’s it, he’s going alone gOODBYE-

Okay but if you want adventure, just go on a roadtrip with Vanitas. He plans absolutely nothing but the bare basics and lets the universe decide your fates. However, if anything goes wrong, he always manages to turn that situation into a decently pleasant time (right after either throwing a tantrum or trying to fight his way out)

Ventus :

Like Sora, he overpacks - but instead gets everything that you two might need in case of e m e r g e n c y. Sunscreen, sunglasses, parasols ? Got it. Raincoats, extra clothes ? Got it. Like yeah Ventus we get it, you can protect your partner from the apocalypse itself, geE Z.

One of his biggest fears about road trips is ending up in an awkward silence and running out of interesting things to do, so he’d try to plan the route with the most interesting things !

At first he’d be nervous, because he’s never driven for so many hours but he’s too polite to ask you to take the wheel for a while. Once you see him start blinking f a s t e r and looking around as if consumed by paranoia itself, it’s your turn to drive, buddy. Ventus gets increasingly paranoid and meticulous the more he drives, but he does loosen up more during the trip.

Roxas :

Roxas would use his braincell and plan this roadtrip with you, like that seems to be the best idea here. You two would decide on a place to go and the things you’d like to do on the route, e t c ! He’s also very calm about it, like sure some stuff can go wrong but hey, you got each other in the end.

If you two go through the country side, he’ll d e m a n d that you two pull up to pet the cows. And the horses. And the sheep. And literally any animal that’ll allow you two to pet it. Also to take pictures, cause he l o v e s having these little reminders of your trip together.

Because there’s never any stars visible at night where you two live, he’d love to do that cliche thing in movies, where you two will just stop in the middle of nowhere and sit on the hood of the car to stargaze and chill until sunrise.

Xion :

Road trip ? Don’t worry, she’s got this. You can just sit back and relax cause Xion is on top of her shit, so she’ll get everything ready pretty quickly ! We know she’s good at organizing, but doesn’t reach the level of controlling freak - she’d love some unexpected adventures during the roadtrip !

And that’s exactly what would happen. Surprise ! You two got lost ! After a few moments of silent frustration, you would suggest the idea of a s k i n g the locals (since this GPS is going fuckin haywire, GPS become human). Xion would be a little bit hesitant, since she was supposed to plan the perfect trip. But she’s not as stubborn as the rest, she’d listen to your advice and b a m, you two are back on your path !

Wherever you two end up going, she’d love to get little gifts for your friends back home ! Postcards, keychains, little plushies... You name it. She would also take sneaky pictures of you, both memey and aesthetic.

#kh headcanons #reader insert #sora quintet #sora #vanitas #roxas #ventus #xion #Anonymous

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alriGHT so i watched 9x11! and i wasn’t blown away by any means but i kind of liked it? or maybe i just think so because i’d prepared myself for even worse things? so here’s my semi-liveblog:

steve and danny reunion!! it was good!!! that hug was oddly bro-ish in its constant backslapping (steve’s hurting, so just hold him, danny??? let yourself be held for a second, steve???), but the words were less no homo, at least

steve’s been there for a month, whoa

and then catherine comes out of the house and i was like, oh gosh, i’m a little scared of what they’re doing here

but... they were torturing a guy inside. they’re not even pretending that was a lovenest somehow they were just. straight up torturing a guy for information

then they’re at the airport getting ready for the plane and they meet up with junior and wade gutches, and look, i love catherine, okay? i’m not a huge fan of cath/steve at this point in the series (meaning i’d love for them to still be friends but i want the writers to please, please let all romantic connotations in that relationship finally die), but catherine, i love. but the way she’s acting all familiar with junior and wade suddenly? that was so awkward to me and i liked her “call me catherine” thing towards junior in principle but it was just... really awkward (and i’m not even completely sure why, but i think it just grates on me that this is a way that they’re making it look like she’s been involved in steve’s life when she seriously hasn’t for a long time. it’s unfair to almost all the characters)

then they’re ON the plane and steve has this flashback to his first night with greer and obviously she’s bad, we know she’s bad, but ??? they’re really cute here

except for the bit where she tried to get him to join the cia. that’s not steve. just let him eat his chinese and smile for once without trying to push him in some way pls.

and then the flashback ends and catherine asks him where he went mentally and he didn’t actually say “to that time i had sex with the woman i now hold responsible for the tragic and traumatic death of yet another parent figure in my life” but oh boy

(side note, at this point i’m very confused about if they’re trying to give us steve/cath vibes or not. on the one hand there’s the way she appeared in the episode and the things they made danny say about playing house, but on the other here’s steve, sitting literally right next to catherine, lost in thought about his sex-filled weekend with another woman, and they made cath the one to ask him about his thousand yard stare which... i don’t know how to interpret that)

adam: “i still remember getting love letters in high school.” tani: “oh, of course you do. look at you, that face, those dimples. i’d have been all over that in ninth grade.” fdjkfdjk i loved this. (and their case so far seems pretty interesting as a sideplot! it’s just that i can’t pay as much attention to that because i’m trying to keep this commentary away from war and peace lengths)

i love that harry’s first line in this entire episode (and the way he greets steve) is a warning about how terrible the cocktails at the bar are. that’s definitely harry

“oh and um, for the purposes of this operation, you two are married.” oh NO harry what are you doing

danny’s extremely unsmiling “mazzel tov” gives me life though

okAY harry is really giving me a rollercoaster ride here. now he’s saying steve looks “absolutely magnificent in that tux”, making cath say that steve’s spoken for and danny accuse harry of being a kiss ass. ??? SO much to unpack there omg

okay so in the end this undercover as married thing that steve and cath do lasted for two seconds and was really just slapped on. it served barely any purpose and i’m relieved they didn’t linger on it because i never wanted it in the first place, but it was also super weird, because if you’re going to put something like that in your canon episode, then at least do something with it. read some fic, h50 creators, and learn how it’s done

catherine asks steve how he’s doing! and that’s really good because people should ask him that more often, except, uh, why is she doing it now? i get that this might have been easiest to work in for the writers, but... she was already at the ranch when danny turned up, so i’m assuming she’d been with steve for a couple of days at least of that month that he’d been there? so... she decided to just wait until right in the middle of their mission to try to talk to him about his crippling feelings of guilt over joe’s death??? why, writers???

greer once said unfair things about steve to cath (out of pure manipulative jealousy, it seems) and all catherine has to say about it is that it was before she and steve started dating and that she didn’t believe anything greer said anyway and that’s good. let’s keep the unnecessary drama out of this (for once)

djfkd danny’s role in this episode (after that very first scene) seems to just be “sit/stand next to people who are competently hacking stuff, look serious, and say maybe two lines of quips”. first with harry, now with catherine in some van

um. this whole storming of the building and killing a bunch of people to avenge joe’s death is an unsanctioned mission they’re undertaking because it’s personal, right? that’s why it’s such a weird team with no backup? so... when the police turned up (even if it was as a favor to harry), shouldn’t they have arrested all of them, including cath and danny? haven’t they been doing a bunch of illegal stuff?

i did like the twist that harry’s random pretty woman in the city that he alluded to earlier is actually a super competent police woman, though. that’s nice.

this scene all the way at the end is where steve is wearing joe’s super soft looking warm jacket!!! i love him in that. it looks so comfortable.

aaaand wade is telling steve to find himself a good woman. why is everyone always so eager to meddle in his love life omg

wade also says that steve won’t follow wade’s advice to give retirement some thought? which is pretty hilarious after steve and danny spent a year and a half misguidedly trying to open a restaurant specifically as a retirement plan. but no, steve has never once thought about retirement, not ever

wait oh god “you still don’t know, do you? joe wasn’t just a father figure... my mentor. he brought you into my life, catherine.” ... are we doing this? we’re doing this. it was all going so well until now.

a flashback! that we’ve already seen once! of joe telling steve to ask cath out! oh god!

oh. but. there’s also this new bit of steve in the hospital after his mission with joe, calling cath to ask her out for the first time, and that’s kind of sweet. that’s okay. (as long as it stays in the past.)

WAIT. catherine: “what took you so long?” listen, this might be just me, but i associate those exact words heavily with that episode in s7 where danny and grace are taken hostage at grace’s school dance and steve rescues them and then, as they’re walking off into the sunset, danny goes “what took you so long, huh” just after he invited steve for a hug, a kiss, or to pick a base. hmmmmmm.

oh!! the flashback ends and we get catherine close to crying, saying she’s glad steve took joe’s advice back then, and steve agrees and they hug and then she just... leaves. there’s nothing that feels like “let’s start our thing back up” in what she does, she’s just glad that they had that time together and she says she’ll see him next time and that’s it? THAT’S ALL I WANT.

are they going to ruin it by making steve think about joe’s more recent advice to find himself a woman and making him associate that with catherine too? they probably are, aren’t they

THEY DID NOT. WHOA. not yet, anyway, but for the moment i’m 100% satisfied.

no, i’m not, there’s a lot of things about this episode that i missed (danny was just window dressing? wade and cath got a goodbye scene but harry didn’t? frank’s daugther appeared literally five seconds and i thought we’d see at least very slightly more of her than that but apparently that was all? the case back on hawaii got wrapped up really suddenly?) BUT i’m still very, very relieved on the whole by the way they handled the steve & cath thing. it could still be read as romantic, but it wasn’t explicitly so. for the most part they acted like exes who are friends and that’s just. that’s just exactly what it want for them??? i’m glad.

#h50 #i have very complicated feelings about steve and catherine but i'm mostly okay with how their interactions went down in this episode?#which surprises me a lot tbh #but i understand now why everyone wanted more danny!!! danny was barely present and it's very sad #*#9.11

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