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❝ THE NIGHT WE MET ❞ ✶ ABBY ANDERSON !
it's here! the first installment of a series i've had the pleasure of creating with emi. thank you to my muse, the wonderfully brilliant @abbyscherry. we've put our blood, tears, and all of our queerness into this. happy to post and get this out there. in the future, there will be many parts to follow! enjoy <3
tags. eighteen+, nsfw themes, sexual innudenos, masc!reader.
it’s typical. the basement fills with smoke in the air, nearly anyone is on something. the anxious feeling ties in her stomach, lacing a hint of restlessness in her nerves, making her more sick than she needed to be. too much, too fucking much. a moment needed to find her own heartbeat. she allows the smell of weed to fill her lungs when she steps in. she personally doesn’t really know anyone.
except you. she’s too nervous to make any type of introduction. you’re not really friends. no. abby just knows of them and she’s almost positive you don’t know of her. these type of parties always occur on friday night in the warmth of spring? never white of her radar.
but even she has to admit, it seems nice.
everyone’s smoking, chilling, having a good time and abby comes down there for a hit but everyone is occupying any space to sit. anxiety wraps around her neck, an unsettling feeling, so she decides to head elsewhere until she hears an unfamiliar voice. their voice extends to her like sweet honey she’s dying to taste. “abby, do you wanna hit?” abby nearly starts hyperventilating because you know her name. she nods “i, um, i was just doing to head upstairs. nowhere to sit.” abby shrugs nonchalantly. “if you want to take me up on it, my thighs are available for you, baby.”
fucking crimson red. abby knows her cheeks resemble the color. she’s done for. one conversation and she’s practically on the floor. you take another hit, the smoke filtering out of your irresistible lips into the foggy air. you slouch further as you open your thighs even more, abby’s gaze flickers to your crotch before meeting your eyes once again. she’s never seen anyone smirk so proudly. you’ve got her right where you want her, hardly having to move an inch to catch anyone’s attention. abby isn’t any different.
“‘m too big. it’s fine, i’ll just go back up.” you’re frowning. eyebrows raised as if it’s a challenge.
“well, maybe for some of the other girls who like to hang around with you,” abby’s confused. have you been watching her? oh god. “but certainly not for me. so, why don’t you be a good girl and take a seat.”
with caution, slowly, she’s making her way over to you. each sends a shiver up her spine. what the actual fuck are you doing to her? taking another hit from your blunt as your eyes never leave her. watching as she adorably walks up to you. when she’s close enough, standing right in front of you, you’re whispering softly and only she can hear “sit down on my lap, pretty girl. i got you.” the second she does, it’s heaven on earth.
“are you sure i’m not too…heavy?” abby questions. she’s always been quite conscious of her size. tall, built, but you don’t seem to mind. “light as a feather, babygirl.” passing for a moment you ask her if she wants a hit. her eyebrows burrow at the small, the rolled blunt in your hands. “just weed baby, but don’t feel pressured.” abby nods in acceptance. you reassure her as you slide one of your huge hands on abby’s thigh, rubbing slowly as the other becomes occupied by holding the blunt up to her lips, and asking every few seconds if she was okay, and if she wants to keep smoking more or stop.
abby’s hair is down, but it’s in the way of seeing her freckled face so you whisper in abby’s ear “baby, is it okay if i move your hair to the side? wanna see your pretty face when i talk to you.” abby fumbles over her words like a lovestruck idiot. “yeah, um, you can move it.” she feels their fingertips graze her neck as her blonde locks are pushed to the side. she whines at the loss of your lips pressed against her ear, but oc isn’t going to comment on it. yet. “so much better, baby. now i can appreciate just how beautiful you are.”
abby’s noticing all the glances thrown your way the longer she sits practically on you and gets a sudden confidence boost and leans back into your chest— your hard, defined chest, that she can feel, and her cheeks redden if that’s even possible when you’re arm is tightening around her waist, holding her protectively as your eyes harden, glaring at everyone staring. “want another?” you mumbled, lips grazing the shell of her ear, the hotness of your breath sending shivers down her spine.
“m’okay for now” she smiled shyly, fingers reaching out to fumble with the ones you had around her, playing with them for a few seconds before looking around, the buzz of smoking going to her head a little. “s’cool”
“hm?” you’re chuckling, moving your head at a better angle to see her. “what’s cool, pretty girl?”
“my head’s fuzzy” abby giggled, eyes fluttering closed as she slumped her head back against your shoulder. “s’good though. feels good. i like it” she smiled.
“yeah?” you chuckled against her ear, hand creeping up her shirt and you rubbed her skin gently. slowly. comfortingly. “s’that good, pretty girl? you want anymore or are you done?”
“don’t think i can handle anymore” she mumbled, tired all of a sudden.
“s’okay” you smiled, leaning back, her body following and getting more comfortable. her cheeks are flushed again, glad she’s facing away from you so you can’t see how flustered she really is over your touches and words. “want me to get you a drink? beer? water—”
abby lifts her head and her blue eyes sparkle when she’s turning around in your lap to look at you, giving you a good view of her crimson cheeks and you can’t help but smirk down at her. “no, m’comfortable” she pouted.
“s’good, don’t want you to be uncomfortable” you’re talking to her, and abby swears she’s trying to pay attention to what you’re saying, but she’s more focused on your voice itself. At how raspy yet soft it is. how gentle it sounds against her ear. almost whining at the subtle touch of you pushing her hair to the side again, fingertips ghostly brushing against the skin of her neck. sending shivers down her spine.
she hates the way she can’t control the little sound she let’s out when your nose runs up and down on the side of her neck, smiling smugly against her like you already know what you’re doing to her. “wanna do something?”
her eyebrows furrow, lips forming into a pout as she turns her head to look at you. “do what?”
abby’s cunt clenches around nothing when your face is suddenly so much closer to hers, a smirk forming on your lips at her confusion. “body shots”
“b-body shots?” she’s stammering, unsure if you’re being serious or not. “with you?”
licking your lips, you finish smoking and chuckle at her, the smoke cloud showing just enough of your face for her to see. “yeah, baby. body shots, with me”
“now?”
her face flushes even more red, if that was possible when you chuckled, but nodded nonetheless. “yes now, if you want to, the choice is all yours but i’d like to”
why was she nervous all over again? was it the way you were looking at her? was it the way you were smiling, tucking strands of hair behind her ear? or the way your breath fanned against her lips and it made her want to suddenly to kiss you? it could be any of those reasons, or all.
“um—” she giggled, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger, and nodded shyly at you. “yes, please”
with a pat on her side from your hand, abby stumbled off your lap, almost falling over her own feet in the process and couldn’t help but laugh loudly when you’re reaching out, wrapping your arm around her waist that she giggles uncontrollably into your chest. “m’sorry” she manages to get out amongst her small giggle fit.
her giggle had you laughing, holding her tightly in your arms. “are you okay?” you choked out, a few tears ran down your face as you slipped your hand up her shirt, and rubbed her back slowly. helping her calm down in a way you somehow knew would work. “you wanna get some air before?”
“no. i wanna do it with you”
“oh?” you smirked, chuckling under your breath.
“what? no! n-not like that!” abby shook her head with another stammer that made you laugh, lifting her head up, and blinking repeatedly under the lights. “wait that came out mean, i didn’t mean—”
“pretty girl, relax, s’okay”
abby felt her confidence grow as she walked away from the large crowd. your hand resting protectively on her lower back, making sure no one gets too close to her, and your eyes darted around, wanting her to have the best night possible and no get randomly bombarded with other people.
she chose you to spend her night with.
you weren’t going to let anyone ruin it.
interlocking your fingers with hers, you cocked your head to the side, eyeing up the few that were in the kitchen. drinking and giggling away, probably high out their mind and not really sure what was going on anymore. too high to give a shit that you were both standing there, waiting for them to leave. which made a smirk appear on your lips when abby’s giggling again behind you, trying her hardest to stifle the sounds upon your sudden cough, a small hint for them to get out. “thank you” you bowed sarcastically as their quickly rushing out the kitchen, still laughing to themselves. “let’s get this party started, yeah, pretty girl?” you’re grinning, wiggling your eyebrows at her.
wearing nothing but a white button down, no bra, cleavage on show with the three buttons undone minutes later. laying down on the countertop, abby’s sprinkling salt along their sternum. you smirk at her shaky hand. “you alright babygirl?” your raspy down flooding to her slippery cunt, as if every bone in her body wasn’t already nervous enough. she pauses as she grabs the lime on the countertop, placing it by the shot of tequila.
mhm….you can’t just let this slide. the pretty girl you met tonight is just so shy, you feel your clit pulsating. the weed from earlier making your head feel lighter at the thought of her tongue licking your body. your tattooed hand with fingers decorated with rings grips her chin forcing abby’s gaze down to you.
“grab the lime and shove it my mouth. want you to pull it out of mine with yours. how does that sound, babygirl? wanna feel my lips some more?” your drop your hand, letting it drop between her tits, until it reaches the waistband of her jeans. digging your fingers in, letting your skin kiss the skin of the v-line exposed. you pull her towards you even more forcing abby to bend over. her face impossibly close to yours. “be a good girl and stuff my mouth, angel. i’ll return the favor later…if you want.”
pale skin floods with crimson, she bites her lip, unable to say a damn thing. what the fuck is she supposed to say to this? with all her might, she stifles the giggle begging to be released, concentrating on the task at hand. the simple one you’re making incredibly difficult.
“i made it so easy for you. kicked everyone out, jus’ you and me, but you if you don’t want to do this, all you have to do is say the word. i’ll only get my feelings hurt a little bit.” you offer a small smile as abby lets her eyes drift to the salt perfectly laid across your sternum, fuck, you shouldn’t look this good.
“i do—” abby pauses, collecting her next thoughts together before speaking. “i just, i’ve never done a body shot and you’re um very…”
“what babygirl? i’m very what?” you’re eating it up now. practically getting off in the way abby fumbles with her words. grasping at straws as you watch her gawk at your toned chest. “stop.” the pretty blonde pouts.
“you know you’re so—” god, why can’t she just fucking say it? “s’just a lot. you make me nervous. i kept getting looks. especially from the the girl in the white cropped top with your name on it.”
“if you have something to ask, i’m all ears.” she’s cute, god. not even yours and she’s already jealous. it should turn you off, but it’s the most adorable thing in the world. plus, she’s being so sweet about it too. the itch for a taste if her only increases. “are you single?” you simply nod, letting the words soak in, gauging her reaction.
“have been for months. just some don’t like getting left behind s’all. everyone with eyes can see i’m taking interest in someone new. i don’t let just anyone sit on me.” your hand grabbing onto her hip, thumb rubbing softly over the bone. “c’mon baby. i know you’re shy but don’t you wanna use me?”
she’s quite for a moment and it’s clear you have to take the lead. as much as the blonde is a bundle of joy, she’s an even brighter ball of shyness. either way, you’re itching to satisfy the craving.
“do you want me to tell you what to do?” abby perks up at the question, desire pooling in the pit of her stomach. all of this, from the very beginning of her night with you, is completely new. with the roles reversed she feels backed into a corner. for the first time, she knows it can feel good like this.
abby nods, but it’s not enough. “no babygirl, need to hear you say it. tell me you want to.” even in your haze, you wanted to make sure she was good with everything. abby’s heart doubles over, her heartbeat unable to rest.
“i do, um, want to.” abby mumbles, scratching the back of her neck, a hint of smile hidden beneath her pink lips, swollen from all the insistent biting. “mhm, alright then. let me talk you through it, yeah?”
oh.
“first, you’re gonna lick the salt lined up on my chest. then take the shot like a good girl. and i’m going to put this lime in my mouth and you're going to take it out and get a taste.” you reach for the lime, sinking your teeth into the wedge, giving her a small nod telling her you’re ready.
now or never, abby supposes.
for far longer than necessary, she stares at your chest as if she’s inspecting each speckle of salt. the tattoo along your sternum doesn’t really calm any, only heightens them. painfully so, you’re patient. waiting for her to make the first move.
her grip extended as she bends over, each arm on either side of you. giving her some room operate. the last thing she wants is to be awkward about it even if she feels she already has been. her head leans down, abby’s hair tickling your skin as she looks at you, blue eyes entranced as she flattens her tongue on your skin, licking one bold.
you’re looking down at her in awe. truly, you half expected her to chicken out but she didn’t. welcoming the salty taste in her mouth, she looks at you with half-lidded eyes, tongue smoothing her lips as if she’s expecting there to be more of you. pushing herself off slightly, she takes the shot of tequila.
she nearly gags on the burn in invading her throat. not one for drinking typically, and if she does it’s certainly not straight liquor. you find the innocence inviting. abby’s crimson cheeks flaring up in embarrassment, shaking her head violently as she tried to disguise her feelings, making you giggle.
abby rolls her eyes playfully as she leans over once again, wet lips barely touch your own, before the lime is brought into her mouth, sucking on until the sour acid overflows and drips down her chin and onto your chest.
but abby doesn’t think about what she will do next. suddenly, it’s a reflex. her tongue is licking up the excess of liquid on your chest, cleaning up the mess she made. a quiet whisper of abs, is let out as you feel her wet tongue. you want to laugh. you almost do, until she’s licking her way up to your neck, kissing your jaw softly before pulling off your body.
“someone really wants a taste of me.” you tease, watching her blush but the need doesn’t fade. lost in the red of her gaze causing her to nibble on her lips. you sit up with ease, now eye level with her. “you’re way too high tonight, feel like it’s my fault. i think i’m a bad influence.” you cradle her pretty face in your palm, thumb caressing her soft jaw.
“was it too much?” abby questions, eyes pleading with acceptance. “no, not at all. if anything, just made me want more.” you talk a beat to look at her. it’s a privilege, getting to witness her up close, wide-eyed as she tries to figure you out. she won’t. not yet at least, not until you let her.
“next time i can make it too much for you, if that’s what you like.” you tilt your head to the side. “not everyone likes it like that, but some girls do. i’m willing to bet you do.” your fingers reached up to her nose, following down the bridge and the bump in her nose. “you just give me a call and let me know, babygirl. alright?”
“i don’t—” she paused, suddenly interested in the dribble of lime on your lip, and she can barely stop herself, again, when she’s using the pad of her thumb to wipe it away. the action quickly had you looking at her with wide eyes. not expecting her to do something so bold when the most of the night she’s been too shy to even look at you. but this makes you laugh, and flick your tongue out and catches her thumb. grinning at her abrupt squeak.
“you don’t what, babygirl?”
“have your number” she breathes out, almost breathlessly. her body tingling at the feeling of just your tongue against a part of her body. even if it was just her fucking thumb. it was something. “so i can’t, you know, call you”
nervous and shy abby was one you needed to meet again.
“do you want it?” you’ve got that stupid fucking smirk on your face again. a smirk that abby wasn’t sure if she wanted to kiss it off you or smack it off your handsome face. either way, she’s nodding shyly and absentmindedly fumbling with the ring on your thumb. oblivious to your smile at her nervous habit. “words, use them, yeah?”
abby pouts, hating or loving, she hasn’t really decided yet, on how you can make her do things that she wouldn’t normally do. especially shutting her up by using certain words. you cocked your head to the side when she’s nodding again, lips parted before her baby blue eyes connect with yours. “yes” she clears her throat, “i would like your number”
“and i’d like yours so find me a pen, pretty girl”
moving away from you, abby missed the sudden safeness you gave her. tonight was the only conversation she had with you, but she already felt safe. the comfort of just your hand on her lower back, she missed. “does this house even have a pen? i don’t even see a trash can anywhere” she grumbled, pushing her hair over to her other shoulder. the action not going missed by you.
“pretty girl, are you good?”
“no” she sighed, rummaging around in several of the draws, opening the cabinets, and finding no pen in sight. rolling her eyes dramatically as she slams shut the final draw again. admitting sudden defeat to an inanimate object. really mature abs.
you cleared your throat, eyebrow raising when abby turns around, looking at you like she just got caught stealing something from one of her friends to find you smirking, your right hand in the air, holding a pen. “if you spent less time being bratty, you would be able to find a pen” you chuckled, shaking your head.
abby makes her way back towards you, slightly more confident once she’s in reach to steal the pen from you before you had chance to do anything, and holds it with a grin. “m’not a brat” she mumbled, tilting her head to the side in thought.
“sure you aren’t. what are you doing?”
“m’trying to think where i wanna put my number”
“on me?”
“on you” she nodded, tutting under her breath and trailing her finger up your chest. giggling when you’re sucking in a deep breath “can i put it here?” she asked softly, those eyes locking with yours again.
“uh huh” you nodded, sinking your teeth into your bottom lip. “you can put it wherever you want, pretty girl. as long as i walk out of this house with your number, then m’fine with it”
abby didn’t need to be told twice. placing her free hand on your other arm, using the other than was holding the pen to slowly, teasingly you thought, to write her number on your skin. the coldness of the tip of the pen had you sucking in another breath, her fingertips brushing against you had goosebumps rising on your skin afterwards. “there” she smiled, leaning back slightly and passing you the pen. “done”
shakily taking the pen from her, you laughed a little breathlessly and shook your head. “where do you want my number?”
“wherever you want” she’s using your words against you and it makes you laugh once more.
a shiver runs down abby’s spine when you’re picking up her arm in your hand gently, stroking her skin with your thumb slowly and leaning a little closer, into her space, to press the pen, and ink against her arm. your breath tinkling her as you write each number slower than she wrote hers. teasing her back, aware of how much you’ve already got an affect on her.
a crimson blush coats her cheeks when you’re pressing your lips right at the end, gasping softly when you bite down on her skin gently. “think that’ll be a good reminder of me until we meet again, sweetheart?” you asked, voice slightly deeper than it has been all night.
she nodded dumbly with a shy smile. “yes” came her quiet reply.
her eyes widen when you practically jump off the counter and wrap your arm around her waist, tugging her into your chest. her lips parting when you press yours against the corner of her mouth, and you can’t help but smirk when you’re stepping away from her, no longer in her space, a space she refused to let others into, but loved you being that close and pouted. “i look forward to seeing you again real soon, yeah, pretty girl?”
she’s watching you stumble out the kitchen like a lost puppy. heart thumping in her chest and music ringing through her ears when you turn your head a final time and blow her a fucking kiss.
how is she going to go on about her day when you’re already the only thing in her head?
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Hate that I still love you
Even after the breakup, you are still madly in love with him. But he has someone else now. He loves her...maybe even more than you.
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Small cries could be heard in the room as you tried your very best to not wake up grim. You continued to cry under the covers as you remembered today's events.
You happily walked the halls of pomefiore as you couldn't wait to meet up with your boyfriend, vil.
He's been busy the past few weeks, not only with school but also with modeling and his upcoming new movie. So after weeks of not being able to hang out with each other, you couldn't help but grow excited when he texted you to come over to his dorm.
Finally making it to his room, you knocked and patiently waited for a response.
Hearing a "come in", you excitedly opened the door and walked in to see your lovely boyfriend sitting down on his vanity.
"Hi vil" You said as you closed the door and walked towards him. You sat down on his bed as you looked at him through his vanity mirror. He couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt when he saw you look at him with hearts in your eyes through the mirror.
"Y/n"
"Yes?" He sighs which made you frown.
"Everything alright vil?" He gets up from his chair and turns to face you. You looked up at him and grew confused as he looked away.
"I have something…important to tell you" Your brows furrowed as you waited for him to continue.
"What is it?"
"I don't think this is working out"
"Huh? What do you mean"
You were hoping and praying that what you think was going to come out of his mouth doesn't come out of his mouth as you nervously waited for his answer.
"Us. I don't think I can do this anymore" You felt as if your whole world stopped. You looked at him with glossy eyes as you tried your best not to cry in front of him.
"I- did I do something wrong?" Your voice was shaky and weak. You still couldn't believe what he said.
He stayed quiet for a moment which made your heart ache.
"No, you did nothing wrong. It's just…my life has been getting pretty busy and I think it's for the best..for the both of us" You nodded before getting up from his bed.
"Okay…I hope we can still be friends at least?" He nodded his head and you smiled.
"Alright, well it's getting late so I should go" but before you left you noticed his phone light up by a text notification. Your heart dropped as you saw whose name popped up.
Emi
You quickly walked out his room and hurriedly made your way out of pomefiore. You could feel tears slide down your cheeks as you slowly started connecting the dots together.
So those rumors were true…
Rumors have been spreading around the media about vil and his co-star, emi, being spotted together after shooting their upcoming movie together.
Them being spotted at a coffee shop, talking and laughing together. Being spotted at the mall hand in hand and at first you didn't believe it. You trusted vil and you knew he would never do something like that.
But you guess you were wrong…
You continued walking to ramshackles as you silently cried.
You were indeed a stupid fool.
Reaching ramshackles, you quickly wiped your tears and went inside as if nothing happened.
Which now brings you here. Crying pathetically in your bed at 1 in the morning. You quietly got up from bed, making sure you didn't wake grim in the process. You quietly made your way out the room and down the hall.
"Y/n" You stopped and turned around to see one of the ghosts, Otis, looking at you with worry.
"Oh sweet y/n, what happened?" You again felt tears build up as you quickly walked over to him.
"He broke up with me" you sob out as you tried to keep quiet. He gasped and patted your back as you silently cried.
"Oh dear…you don't think the rumors were true do you?" He asked worriedly.
"I-I saw her name! I saw her name pop up on his notification!" All Otis could do was watch as you broke down in the middle of the hall. He tried his best to comfort you as you continued to cry your heart out.
You loved him, you truly did. So why did he do this to you? Was your love not enough?
Maybe you weren't enough. Maybe you didn't try hard enough to be a good girlfriend. Maybe it's your fault this happened.
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The next day was hell for you. You spent the whole night crying out to Otis and when you finally stopped, you only had a few hours of sleep.
You sat down on your chair and waited for class to start.
You cursed yourself as you saw how puffy your eyes were when you woke up this morning. You just hoped no one would notice and point it out.
"Holy shit" You looked up only to see ace looking down at you with wide eyes.
"What happened?"
Great. Someone did notice
You ignored him and turned away to look out the window.
"Hey don't ignore me"
"It's nothing"
"Oh no it's something. Why are your eyes so puffy? What happened" you sigh as you try your best to ignore him.
"Please don't ignore me. I want to know what happened that made you cry this bad" You looked down at your lap as you tried to not get emotional.
"I-" but before you could say anything you were interrupted by the teacher coming in and announcing that class had started.
"Don't think I'll forget about this, tell me after class okay?" You just nodded and you both then started paying attention to the class.
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Class has ended and students started leaving to go to their next class. Once the last few students have left, Ace then turned to face you.
"Ok now tell me what happened"
"Vil broke up with me"
"What?!" You glared at him and he quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry..but what??! How? Why?"
"Remember those rumors?"
"About vil and that one chick?"
"Mhm" his eyes widened when he finally got what you were saying.
"No way! Did he?"
"Yeah..I didn't want to believe it at first but now that I saw proof…I just..can't believe he would do something like that"
"Hey, look at me" you looked at Ace and he wiped the tears you didn't notice were sliding down your face.
"Don't cry over that bastard, he made a mistake doing something like that to a wonderful person like you. He doesn't deserve your tears..so don't cry, okay?" You nodded and he smiled.
"Alright, let's go to the next class before we're late" You got up and grabbed your stuff before you two walked out.
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You knew the others were gonna find out sooner or later about your break up with vil. And when they did, all hell broke loose.
"He what?!" Epel screamed as he looked at you in disbelief.
"Let's not shout epel-"
"No! How would I not shout when I find out my housewarden has been cheating on my best friend?!"
"I-"
"So those rumors were true?"
"I never expected such behavior from pomefiore housewarden!"
"Has he lost his mind?!"
At this point you gave up on trying to keep your friends quiet.
"Please let's just stop talking about this"
"When I see him it's on sight" epel quietly mutters under his breath. Everyone went quiet and looked at you.
"How are you feeling?" Jack says.
"I'm feeling…fine"
"A-are you sure?" Deuce asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I'm fine"
Totally fine…
But in reality you weren't.
3 months have passed and you felt like a fool for not moving on. You hate yourself for still loving him. You hate that you think there still might be a chance for the two of you but you know it would never happen.
Because he loves her
You stared at the screen with shaky hands as you read the article that made your heart drop.
Vil schoenheit and his co-star Emi Collins have finally revealed their relationship to the public!
You couldn't believe it. 2 weeks haven't even passed and he does this? Getting into another relationship just like that?
You felt so stupid
You gave the phone back to epel and went back upstairs to your room.
And now 3 months have gone by. 3 months of the media going crazy about the new couple.
You couldn't help but scroll through the comments and read every single one of them.
Aw they are so cute!
I knew something was going on between them!
I have been shipping them since their first movie together!
They look perfect together!
Omg the way he looks at her! He's so in love!
That specific comment was what made you turn off your phone and stare up at the ceiling.
You thought about everything that happened in those 3 months.
How vil and emi were spotted many times having a romantic date. You two never went on many romantic dates, he only took you once, which was in the beginning of you two relationship. How they were spotted holding hands while at the mall. You were never able to do that since your relationship with vil at the time was hidden from the public.
How they hang out after every shoot and how he was spotted buying her a bouquet of flowers. He never did anything like that for you. In every interview, when the host asks him about his love life, he goes on to say how beautiful and amazing emi is. He never even talked about you like that to anyone if they were to ask.
And so you wonder, did vil ever love you?
We're you so blinded with love that you probably didn't even notice it was one sided?
He barely made an effort in you two relationship but with emi, he does everything he can to be around her more and make her happy.
You have spotted emi a few times at NRC. You see how they both walk to pomefiore dorm together and how he looks at her the same way he used to look at you . How the smile on his face seems more genuine everytime he is with her.
Maybe you really were blind.
Maybe he didn't love you as much as he loves her.
And you hate yourself for still being in love with someone that obviously doesn't love you.
Maybe you are dumb..
Since the ghosts don't have names (from what I remember) I gave them names and have a few headcanons for them!
Plump ghost - Otis
Skinny ghost - Harold
Small ghost - Frederick
Idk but everytime I see them these names just pop up in my head and so I went with it😭
We love Ace being protective over big sister yuu/reader in this‼️[plus the rest of the squad]
#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland x fem reader#twst x female reader#disney twst#twisted wonderland#twst angst#twisted wonderland angst#vil shoenheit x reader#vil schoenheit angst#vil x reader#angst#twst x reader#inuiiwonderland🤍
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"no body, no crime" ; f!reader/osamu miya
Osamu has heard people say it's not the dark itself that anyone's scared of, it's what could be waiting inside it. He thinks that what all fear boils down to, ultimately — exposure to the unknown. (Osamu has never been afraid of the dark, but now he sees it in your eyes.)
w/c: 1.6k ; fluff angst idk, vibes
c/w: involuntary unaliving (you and Osamu are fine, dw), abusive relationship (ditto)
a/n: just a little break from the two (TWO!! What was I thinking!) longfics I'm outlining/writing. the banner doesn't match the vibe of the fic tbh, but I just love how it came out lol, look how cute the little skull is
The lightbulb dims and flickers.
Onigiri Miya’s kitchen is plunged into a strange, incandescent twilight; and Osamu pauses mid-step, despite the heavy stack of freshly washed plates in his arms.
He’s never been scared of the dark. But there’s something unsettling about the way the space is transformed so easily; how this blurring of the line between light and shadow makes everything that had been familiar not a second ago, seem uncanny.
Osamu sees you look up from the sink you’re cleaning, the motion made staccato by the flickering bulb.
“We really need to replace that thing,” you huff, face obscured by the shadows. “It’s creepy.”
You’re silhouetted against the window above the sink; looking out on the narrow, deserted street behind the restaurant— more a glorified alley than not. It’s dark out, past eleven. The glow from the closest streetlight barely reaches.
“Ya don’t need to be scared when I’m here,” Osamu says with a grin, as he moves towards the rack. “Gonna protect you from the ghosts an’ all.”
The bulb stabilises, and now he has a clear view of the way you roll your eyes at him. “Oh, so our restaurant is haunted now?”
The plates clink as Osamu puts them away, louder than usual in the silence. “I’ve got a Bluebeard type operation going on here, ya see. Really think you’re my first girlfriend?”
You laugh as you return your attention to the sink. “Wow, shame you didn’t open with that line on the first date.” The steel wool makes harsh, scraping squeals as you scrub. “Nothing like reminding a girl her date could be a murderer. Makes everything a little more exciting.”
“Noted for my next victim,” he concedes. “And I’ll order a new bulb when we get home. Didn’t think it was makin’ ya that uncomfortable.”
You smile gratefully at him over your shoulder as you turn on the faucet and give the sink a final rinse. “We need some new knives too. Those kids you were training for the part time work really wore out the ones we have now.”
Osamu nods. “You okay to finish up and meet me outside? I’ll start pullin’ down the shutters.”
You agree, just like you always do.
Emi would fit right in with those ghosts that (did not) haunt Onigiri Miya.
You’re sitting with her at the only occupied table. There’s a light rain tonight, and the raindrops pattering against the windows drown out what little conversation he would have been able to hear from the counter.
She’s a wisp of a woman, huddled under a mud-coloured cardigan that blends into the restaurant’s wood panelling. She sits incredibly still. Her long, dark hair hangs loose around a pale and unmemorable face. Barely there. Almost a trick of the light.
Osamu watches as you take her hand, telling her something urgently. She never raises her eyes from her lap. Her shoulders are hunched, but her face is impassive.
He wonders what she’s thinking.
“Who’s Sadako over there?” Atsumu asks, reaching for another rice ball.
Osamu slaps his hand away. “Are ya paying for any of that? This ain’t a soup kitchen. And lord, yer rude.”
Atsumu withdraws sulkily. “Stingy.”
It’s easy to tell what Atsumu’s thinking. He says everything that crosses his mind; but even when he doesn’t, it’s written all over his face. Growing up with him, Osamu had to learn that people could lie; and lie well.
That woman looks pitiful, is what Atsumu is thinking right now, glancing over his shoulder with furrowed brows. Is she okay?
“That’s her friend,” Osamu says. “From college. Emi.”
“Yeah? What’s her problem?”
“Shitty boyfriend.”
“I thought you were dating—”
Osamu smacks him upside the head.
The new light bulbs come in. Osamu replaces the one in the kitchen, but it still flickers.
He expects you to comment, make a joke about ghosts; but you just keep scrubbing the sink. You haven’t said much at all, today.
The steel wool screams. Osamu’s worried you’ll cut through your gloves.
“Hey,” he says, because he’s not sure what else he can say, “Easy.”
You start, as if jerked out of a trance. “Sorry.”
The silence after, where you stand with your head hanging over the sink, too far away for him to touch, is suffocating and cavernous all at once. He’s afraid to say the wrong thing, and having to watch it echo and bounce, amplifying itself into something grotesque.
“Emi will get justice. They’ll find out who did it.”
You turn on him so suddenly, so violently, that he instinctively takes a step back; even though you’re half his size.
“I know who did it, it was him,” you spit, face venomous and unfamiliar. “If the police would just listen to me and Emi’s sister—”
“He has an alibi,” Osamu reminds you gently. “There’s no proof.”
You blink, and seem to deflate. “Right, no proof. The police can’t do anything.” You chew on your thumbnail as you mumble, speaking more to yourself than to him, the rest of your fingers curled in a fist.
Your anger seems to have evaporated in an instant, quick as the flickering light. You’re you again. At least, that’s what he wants to believe.
He needs to fix that light. It’s making you look damn scary.
Emi’s sister comes by to see you a lot, after they find the body. Osamu’s not sure what you speak to her about. He’s also not sure why he feels like he shouldn’t ask.
It’s been gnawing at him, lately. This feeling of not sure, not knowing. It's always present, always sapping at his strength. It’s the real ghost in Onigiri Miya, only he’s not sure who it’s haunting— him, or you.
You seem different. He finds himself watching you from a distance, trying to understand what you’re thinking, what you’re feeling. It used to be easy; a language he was fluent in.
Now, his tongue feels rusty. He can never find the words that feel right.
You don’t speak as much as you did before, either. The silence after closing used to be warm and comfortable, the time he got to spend with you at the end of a bustling day. But now it isn’t calming. It’s tense, as if he’s constantly waiting for something to explosively fill it in.
There’s just you.
“Osamu, what time is it?” you ask, stripping off your gloves. “Could you check my phone? It’s right next to you.”
He looks at you curiously. You usually left it out front with his, charging under the register. Why the change? He can’t bring himself to ask.
“Osamu.” Your voice is stretched taut.
He swallows and hastily taps at your screen. “Ten.” It’s later than he expected.
“Okay.” You take a deep breath. “Is it okay with you if I leave a little early? Emi’s sister invited me to dinner. I forgot to tell you. It’s at eleven. I want to go home and get ready.”
The photographs the detectives showed you at the restaurant last week flash through his mind. He’d wanted to pummel the man for upsetting you that much. “I don’t want you walkin’ alone—”
“I’ll be fine. It’s only ten.”
Osamu notices you don’t wait for him to agree as you gather your things into your purse.
Emi’s boyfriend is missing.
Osamu doesn’t tell the police the knives they’re taking away are almost brand new.
He doesn’t tell them that you took the old ones to the recycling centre two weeks ago.
He tells them you left the restaurant at ten, and that it was eleven thirty when he finished; a little later than usual, but that was to be expected— he didn’t have your help, after all.
He doesn’t tell them it should have been well past midnight.
You don’t say anything at all, merely watching the detective as you wash out the splattered soy stains on a napkin a clumsy customer had been using. The water runs brown.
He can't get Atsumu's words out of his head.
‘Is everything alright between you two?’
Osamu is watching you clean the sink again. He should be mopping the floor tonight, but he finds himself rooted to the spot.
‘Sorry, I don't mean to be nosy.”
You turn on the faucet, washing away the soap with a face that’s far too serious for what you’re doing.
‘She just looks like there’s something on her mind lately.’
Did you? Osamu doesn’t know anymore. When did you start feeling like a stranger?
He doesn’t want it to be like this. “I haven’t seen Emi’s sister around—” he starts.
“We decided to stop seeing each other,” you reply, never turning back. “Too painful. For both of us.”
You never told him that. He tries to convince himself it’s only because he didn’t ask, but he never had to, before. Osamu realises he doesn’t even know the sister’s name.
The faucet shuts off, but you just stand there, palms resting on the edge of the sink, head hanging over it. Despite everything, his heart wrenches. When he reaches out to touch your shoulder, you don’t tense like he’d been expecting— like he’d been afraid of.
No, you lean into his touch; and he finds the courage to gently pull you back, turn you to face him. You look at him, really look, for the first time in days. Osamu can’t imagine how he could think your face would ever be unfamiliar to him.
The moment is perfect. He could pretend everything is fine now, he thinks. It wouldn’t even be that hard. He doesn’t know why he doesn’t just ask you to meet him outside, while he gets started on the shutters.
He doesn’t know why he says, “Is there something… I should know?”
Something changes.
Your mouth is a straight line. Neutral.
Impassive.
Just like Emi.
The light bulb flickers.
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SNATCH ME UP | b.chan x latina!reader
implied angst + spanish words + idol!au + making up + cat owner reader + fluff
the air is chilly and your racing heart only makes you acknowledge how nervous you are. which means you feel colder than usual because of the nerves. you can hear the crowd, muffled by your heart beat but you only dwell on it more than usual.
“n/n,” the maknae of your group whispers behind you, the nickname she specifically gave you brings you back to reality.
“hm?” you hum, not trusting your voice.
“are you ready?”
“no,” you whisper, but it sounds more like a whimper.
she hugs you from behind, reassuring you that you got this. “-and chan-sunbaenim will be very proud!”
you relax for a moment but that is exactly why you’re nervous. chan is somewhere in the crowd, definitely waiting for your amazing performance alongside your group but what he doesn’t know is that you and emi have a duo opening act and more importantly you will be singing in spanish (or whatever latin american language you speak). your native tongue.
“we got this, you’re not alone.” emi assures quickly before the backtrack starts to play in your in-ear monitors.
you take a quick deep breath before taking your first stride down the stage. the instrumental is slow, darker than what the original song is but it’s perfect. you’ll sing it just as slow and full of pain, acting has always been your forte. you’ll just have to pretend like always, making your heart calm down sooner than later.
“VE~N,” you scream-sing into the mic, looking darkly at the crowd, you know everyone must be startled at the foreign language. “Y CUENTAME LA VERDAD.”
“TEN PIEDAD,” you takes a shuddering breath, “Y DIME. POR QUE~!? NO. NO, NO~!”
and emi goes in, translating the verse that comes afterwards in korean as you move to back her up in the dance. you manage to get a glimpse of a screen, seeing chan and minho stare intensely at the performance. you make yourself believe that there wasn’t any pain in chan’s face. you didn’t even want to see him, really. what a coincidence that was.
and just when the trumpet’s instrumental dies down, the transition to your group’s latest comeback plays. you and emi move in sync, her voice filling up your in-ear again and soon, your other members join in.
your composure lasts all evening. you feel relieved when you finally get off the stage. emi and the others exclaim how happy they were, that you did amazing. that everything will be alright.
you weren’t sure but hopefully everything did go well. whether chan and you make up or not, whether the two of you break up, you knew you had other things to focus on. you were fine before him, you could be fine aft-
“y/n.”
you freeze, last in line as your group files out to leave the backstage and head to the seats outside.
“y/n we need to talk,” chan whispers loud enough for you to hear.
you peer over your shoulder, “now is not the time, chris.”
he can hear the underlying venom in your voice. he takes a deep breath.
“well look at my messages and you’ll deem what day is fit.” is all he says before walking away, preparing for the stage.
you swallow, rushing your steps to catch up to the girls. you get some praise from idols you pass by, a lot of soft claps and “loved it!” whisper-shouted. your back hurt from all the bowing.
by the time you sit, stray kids’ performance already started. you can only hold back tears as you see your possible ex-boyfriend shine.
“we can leave and let him come here to talk,” your leader says.
“i don’t know…” you say softly, sullen.
“i think it’s best, our dorms aren’t known by the public yet, unlike theirs, and the dorms are safer than a cafe or whatever you two originally had in mind.”
you stare at her, sighing in defeat. “okay, i’ll text him then.”
she pats your shoulder, smiling warmly.
“thank marie,” you say to her, jokingly adding a french accent.
“yah,” she says while ruffling your hair as she exits the kitchen.
you go to chan’s chat, staring at all the messages and all the registered missed calls. your hands tremble and sweat, your mind races. what if he changes his mind and immediately just says the 3 words? what if he gets aggressive when he gets here? what if-
“stop overthinking,” emi’s voice startles you, causing your thumb to send the message you had mindlessly typed.
“ai- mierda!” you groan, whining as you slump over the table.
“if this is about chan you shouldn’t be like this!” she scolds, “you act like he’d hurt you.”
“he already has-“
“on purpose.” she strains, “and physically. he would never hurt you in that way! plus. he wouldn’t have any reason or right to, he’s the one at fault.”
“i know,” you groan as you hear your phone ding.
chan’s reply was a simple “alright”. you weren’t sure how to feel about that. but it didn’t matter, emi made sure you were in decent spirits by the time she and the girls left. all of them gave you words of encouragement and you relaxed just a tiny bit but the nerves returned while meet up time got closer.
you shut yourself in your room, playing with you cat to try to relax once more. yet, you couldn’t. everything frustrated you, everything made you want to cry. especially how cute your cat looked in the white vest chan gave him a few weeks ago.
when the doorbell rings, you jump. your cat scurries away, surprised at how jittery you are. you close the door behind you, locking your baby inside your room.
your heart is racing, you already want to cry.
but you have to be strong. you have to face reality. nothing has been easy up until now, foreigners as trainees never do.
a break up is nothing.
chan us standing on the other side of the door frame, looking charming in his grey sweats and black hoodie. he doesn’t have his beany on, but he looks dashing as ever.
“hi,” he tries a smile, you reflect it as well.
“hi, come in,” you step aside, allowing him to do so.
both of you are quiet and tense as you head to the kitchen. he sets his bag on the table, and quickly strikes conversation.
“i want to apologize.” he starts, you silently sit down on the stool. “for constantly putting you aside, for diminishing you, for taking out my problems on you and treating you like that’s all i have you for. y/n,” you manage to make eye contact and you see the tears brimming in his eyes.
it makes you reflect that same expression.
“i love you. i truly mean it. i know me having problems these past few months aren’t an excuse, i know better than to treat you like that and still did it and i hurt you and that makes me feel horrible. because the moment i let you in my life, i’ve never been happier. you’ve been nothing but supportive and loving and i’ve tried my best to return it but i’ve failed you so horribly these last few months. i’m really sorry, for doing that. for making you cry.”
you wipe your tears, realizing that you indeed were crying at that very moment. you sniffle, looking down at the ends of chan’s bag’s straps that you’ve been messing with these past few minutes.
“i’m tired, chan,” you say.
his shoulders sag, “i know, and i know i caused that. you’re so patient… i actually hit your limit.”
you swallows thickly, “but even so, i still want to give it another try,” you look at him again, “because i love you too. we’ve been together for a year and a half, chan. i don’t want to throw that away. and if we ever do then i don’t want to end on bad terms. that would hurt me more.”
“i know,” he says softly, “i know. baby.” he leans over the table, reaching out and placing his hands over yours. “will you forgive me?”
you nod.
“and will you give me another chance?”
“yeah,” you sniffle.
“good, because i brought this.” chan grins, sniffling a bit as well. he removes his hands from yours and pulls out a box from his bag.
“and what’s this for?” you question as you take the box.
“a present,” he simply says, biting his bottom lip as he watches you set it on the table to open it.
you gasp as you see the custom made cat collar that you had made a few days ago. you didn’t really have money for it, most of your check went into the trainee debt you’ve earned and are close to paying off. you found a beautiful site with expensive but pretty customizable options. with every collar purchase, the seller would send a matching ring or bracelet (to obviously match with the kitty).
you couldn’t help but grin as chan put the bracelet on. especially when he said he purchased the ring so the three of you have family jewelry.
“cosita linda mia,” you squeal, swooping up the fluffy orange cat that comfortably laid on your bed in a loaf position. “look what daddy brought you!”
chan grins, adoring how you cradle and kiss your cat. he hugs you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder.
“i’m serious,” he says softly. “i love you, i always want to see you happy.”
you sigh softly, melting into his arms as your cat jumps out of your arms. the two of you watch the feline walk away to the bed, to resume its previous position.
“always?”
he nods, “always,” he kisses your neck, “and i’ll make sure to achieve that. i don’t want to lose a talented, beautiful person because of my stupidity.”
“yeah,” you grin, “cus like lilly says, i don’t like stupid people.”
hearing his laugh in your ears makes you feel warm and fuzzy again. and thats how you know, you’re back in his hold for sure.
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SEXY DRUG-falling in reverse
pairings:goth bakugo x black!cheerleader femreader
summary:what happens when you find comfort in your friend?
warnings:smut, smacking, spit, slight daddy kink,spanking,throatfucking praise, degradation deepthroating, eating out, virgin reader, gagging, more spit, hair pulling, choking,creampie punching, denki being a slight dick! shindo being a major dick. and obviously penetration!
word count:: 7k
“god i hate this!” you cry out as you sit on the bleachers. you are currently crying your little eyes out from the events that played out earlier.
you found your bestfriend,ex bestfriend emi and your ‘ex-crush’ shindo yo making out in the locker room before cheerleading practice.
you didn’t shed a tear, you put on your brave face and don’t show any emotion through practice. you put a big smile and push through.
“fuck” you hear someone quietly mutter out. you take your teary face out of your hands with a sniffle and look up. you see a familiar blurry tall blonde dressed in all black standing in front of you.
“oh,*sniffle*, sorry” you say as you wipe your teary eyes and give him a small smile. once some tears are out of your eyes you see the familiar figure clearly.
katsuki bakugo, collage sophmore, straight A student and really fucking handsome. katsuki is in your computer science class, the two of you have been paired up for a couple of projects in the past.
a couple conversations when passing by each other through campus. but nothing too serious. you’ve always thought katsuki was cute, especially with the multiple piercings in his face, the tattoos across his body and his painted black nails that always catches your attention.
your favorite piercing was probably his tongue piercing, always peaking your interest whenever he speaks. sometimes you wish you could- “earth to airhead” you hear katsuki say as he waves his hand in front of your face.
EMBARRASSING!
you quickly shake your head and chuckle, trying to laugh off the embarrassment. you hear katsuki chuckle as he sits next to you on the bleachers, catching you off guard.
“what? don’t want me to sit by you?” he says with a snort once he sees your face. “oh my god! no katsuki, you know it’s not like that” you say as you laugh and sarcastically roll your eyes.
“okay, what’s wrong nerd?” katsuki says as he nudges your shoulder slightly making you laugh. “i don’t wanna bother you with my problems, katsuki” you whine out as you look at the man.
you see him smirk before getting closer to your face. “you're not bothering me if i asked y/n”. your face instantly heats up as you look down at the ground, trying to distract yourself.
“well…. i caught emi and shindo making out in the locker room.” you say as you frown at the man. his face stiffens as he looks at your facial expressions. “like i know we’re not dating, but it kinda hurts to know my ‘bestfriend’ would do that to me, ya’know?” katsuki nods his head as he lets out a sigh.
“but ya’ didn’t like the guy?” he asks, trying to figure out for the sake of your his feelings. you shake your head ‘no’ and sigh. “but he was tryna get with me… emi practically forced him unto me, just for her to hook up with him… we were literally supposed to go to the halloween party together, but i can’t show my face their…i’ll be the laughing stock of the party”
katsuki’s takes in all this information and nod. he doesn’t wanna make it worse since he could obviously see you're having a hard time. “So you're really just mad at this emi girl?” katsuki knew emi, fuck the whole school knew emi….but now she’s a nobody to him.
“yea, i just thought we’re friends…” you say before looking at katsuki with teary puffy eyes. you look so adorable to him but of course he won’t say that to your face. at least not right now.
“why don’t you hang out with me and my stupid friends tonight, they’ll be fine with it.” he says nonchalantly as he looks straight ahead to his friends walking across the football field.
you notice what he’s looking at and smile. katsuki and his friends were as tight as a stitch. they all hung out with just each other, so to be invited to hang out with them was exciting but also nerve racking.
“thank you katsuki” you say brightly as you give him a big hug. you feel his big hands slowly wrap around your short figure making you smile into his chest.
“ay! bakugou” you hear someone shout from the ground. the two of you slowly let go of each other before looking down and looking at katsuki’s friends, but much closer than they were before.
“who’s that?” the voice says, speaking again. you turn your face and completely let go of katsuki, going the other way to pick your stuff off the bleachers.
you walk back over to katsuki with a smile. “well,come on so you could introduce me,” you say as you walk down the bleachers, swaying your hips a little flirtatious as he follows behind you.
once you make it to the field you see katsuki’s friends looking at you with wide eyes. “stop fucking staring weirdos” you hear him say as he pushes you slightly. you quickly giggle and look back at the group,
“this is y/n…y/n, this is my loser friends, denki, sero, kirishima and mina” he says pointing to each of his friends. the three men wave at you making you smile but the pink haired girl comes up to you and gives you a tight hug.
“y/n, aren’t you on the cheerleading team?” mina questions as she lets go of you. you hear katsuki ‘tch’ as he rolls his eyes. “no shit sherlock, she has on the fucking uniform”
you roll your eyes before playfully hitting katsuki in his arms. “yea i am” you say with a fake smile. it’s not that you hated being in the team, it’s just all the social requirements that you have to follow for you to be one.
“so why the hell are you hanging with us? friends ditched ya? denki asks in a meek tone. your eyes snap over to his in an instant, watching his face. “why does it matter to you dickface?” you say fully with attitude. “it matters because people like you don’t hang out with people like us” he rebuttals back and you give him that point.
as a cheerleader you could only hangout with your social groups. so that means other cheerleaders and athletes. anything else was against protocol and bad for business.
FALSE!
“your right” you say as you look down to the ground. “she doesn’t have to explain herself denk’s, she’s probably tired of the rich snobby bitches.” the black haired man named sero says as he looks at you with a sad smile.
he knows…
you smile back and nod your head slightly. “doesn’t matter, she’s hanging with us now” katsuki says as he grabs your hand slowly and drags you along with him as he starts walking. all his friends follow behind him, even denki that’s now wearing a small smirk on his face.
once the group makes it to the parking lot everyone gathers together by their cars, one katsuki’s and the other one is kirishima’s. “what’s the plan?” kirishima asks as he hugs the small pinkett from the back.
“well i was thinking we go back to our dorm and just smoke, but now I have a better idea” katsuki says as he looks down at you. his friends quirk an eyebrow at him and he smirks. “let’s go back to the dorm first, i’ll tell y’all then” he states as he unlocks his car doors. katsuki opens the passenger door, letting you in before walking over to the driver's side.
“seatbelt katsuki” you state quietly once you see him about to pull out. the man rolls his eyes and sucks his teeth before putting it on quickly.
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“wow your dorm is pretty big” you say as you walk into the mini apartment. “me and kiri had to pay a little extra for this one” he says as he lays on his bed quickly. you laugh at the man and sit down on the edge of his bed cautiously.
“i don’t bite y/n” he says as he throws a pillow at your head causing you to break out into a fit of laughter. you decide to pick the pillow up and throw it back at him. “bitch” you spit out as you laugh at him.
soon after your shenanigans you hear the door open, revealing his other roommate and friends. “the party’s here” mina says as she jumps on katsuki’s bed, pushing him off.
“minaa” you say as you crack your ass up. katsuki just laying on the floor with no remarks. soon after he gets up and sits next to you on the edge of his bed.
“okay so now that everyone’s here… i was thinking we all go to that halloween party that they're throwing” he says while looking around the room to his friends. “i know we always make fun of it and shit, but i feel like we should crash it” he says directly to you.
you give him a small smile, knowing exactly why he actually wanted to crash it. “im down” denki says as he looks at his friends. a couple ‘okays’ stir across the room as you sit back and watch them discuss.
then all of a sudden they look at you, their eyes making you feel small. “how about you cheerleader?” denki says as he quirks his eyebrow with a smirk.
“let’s do it”.
“wait, what about costumes katsuki!” mina shouts as she looks around their dorm for anything she could use. you then think about all the random shit in your dorm that you could use. “i have some stuff in my dorm that we could definitely turn into costumes.” you say as you look at the group.
“y/n ur such a lifesaver”
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“why do you have all this random shit in your room?” katsuki says as you sort through all of the random shit that clutters your room. “i just really love halloween” you say as you throw another article of clothing at the man.
“this ain’t enough?” he questions as he looks through the random things you threw at him. “one more thing, then we could go back to your place” you say as you look through your closet.
once you get the white sweater you were looking for, you grab 3 bottles of red food dye and walk over to katsuki. “okay i’m ready” you say with a sweet smile. “okay let’s roll out.”
once you make it back to katsuki’s you throw all the random objects and fabrics on the floor. everyone looks at you like ur nuts but you just smile.
“kirishima do you have white underwear….possibly clean?” you say joking with the man who starts laughing hard. “yes i do y/n” he says still laughing.
you hand mina a red piece of fabric that resembles a cape. “your gonna be captain underpants mina” you say in an overly happy tone. mina smiles hard before kissing your cheek and running in kirishima’s room.
“i have two capes if you wanna be captain underpants too?” you say yo kirishima who just laughs. “dicks too big, you’ll be able to see my bulge through the underwear.” he says plainly with no regard.” your jaw drops at the confession. “um- i- i have a superman shirt”
he grabs the shirt and examines it. “It'll be a crop top on you probably but.” “i love it” he says as he grabs the shirt and smiles before going into his room with mina as well.
“denki….since you're so tough, i brought you devil ears and a tail” you say as you hand him the minimal costume. “thanks” he says before taking it out of your hands and smirking.
you smile to yourself before looking at sero. “and you're gonna be tate langdon.” i brought a makeup pencil to do it on you….and your outfit is perfect” you say to the tall lean man.
“do whatever you gotta do boss lady” sero says as he sits down on katsuki’s bed. “what about me?” you hear him say from the corner of the room. “i’ll give it to you after i do sero’s makeup” you say with sas in your tone.
you crouch down in front of sero and quickly do his makeup, talking to him in the process.
“and….done!” you say as you look at your work. “that looks good” your hear katsuki confess making you smile wider. “thanks katsuki!, go look in the mirror sero” you say as you push the man towards his phone.
“y/n, ur an artist” sero says, making you laugh. as he walks towards the back you brought the rest of the stuff. “mkay kat’s, ur gonna be a serial killer…. and i’m gonna be a victim, so like ghost face and casey becker” you say as you hand him a fake knife.
“i just don’t have a ghost face mask” you say as you slightly frown. you see katsuki face light up, “i have one, we played a prank on mina last year, i just kept it since”
he says as he looks through his closet. revealing a ghost face mask. “oh my god!” you squeal as you pick up your ‘costume’.
“casey becker wore jeans…” he says examining the clothes that you laid out across his bed. “i said like…” you coyly say while looking at your outfit.
“you can get dressed in here since every other room is taken.” katsuki says as he pulls out a black shirt and black jeans. “kat, i was going to already silly…but i need to shower, i wanna be fresh” you say as you point to his shower.
katsuki hands you a towel and wash rag before shoving you in the bathroom.
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as you walk out the shower, you wrap your towel tightly around your body, not wanting it to suddenly come off.
you open the bathroom door and let the steam roll out into his room. “ki’ do you have any lotion?” you ask as you stand in the bathroom doorway. “yea i do” he says before getting up to hand you the lotion. you simply thank him before closing the door back.
after your dress you examine your outfit, making sure you look presentable before you come out of the bathroom. once you’ve checked you walk out of the bathroom. and into the now empty room. you quirk an eyebrow before hearing talking from outside.
“hey, i’m ready” you say as you reveal yourself to the group of people. you look around the rooms and see wonderful costumes that came from nothing.
“mina you look so good” you say as you examine the costume. “i like the touch of blood on everyone, but where did y’all get it from ?” you ask.
“the prank we played last year, we still had a pint left” katsuki says as he walks over to you. “look good” he says quietly. you look up and smile “you too” you finish before you turn away.
“we still got some, if you want some” sero says referring to the fake blood. you nod before walking up to him. “pass me a knife” you hear katsuki say randomly, confusing you. katsuki walks up to you and looks at you intensely. “don’t move” is the last thing he says before ripping a while in your white sweater.
you audibly gasp from shock. he continues to do a couple more rips and holes before stepping back. you look down and examine them. “katsuki, help her put some blood on.” you hear mina say as she leans into her boyfriend.
you see him pick up a pint of fake blood and he takes your hand, leading you to the bathroom. “can i put it on ya?” he asks for consent to rich you before he actually does.
you nod your head while your breathing picks up. katsuki walks closer to you before smearing some blood on his hands while you stand there. katsuki makes sure to put blood on the holes and rips.
he then moves down to your leg. “the handprints are to make it realistic,” he says, quickly coming up with an excuse. after that he stands up and gets closer to you. lips almost touching from him close you are as he grabs your face gently. leaving a bloody hand mark.
“all done”
your eyes meet his as he brushes his thumb against your cheek slowly. “i think they're ready.” you state quietly, not really wanting this ‘moment’ to end.
“so come on” is all he says before letting go of your face and walking out of the bathroom.
you quickly get your thoughts in check before following him.
“wow, your bloody everywhere” sero says as he looks at your almost completely covered body. “yea, wanted it to look realistic” you say as you rock on your tippy toes back and forth.
you look at katsuki who is just standing there with a mean grin on his face. “okay well..let’s get going” kirishima says as he grabs mina by the hand and walks towards the entrance.
everyone follows the couple to the campus parking lot. everyone gets in kirishima’s car and soon after he drives off.
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“fucking bitches” katsuki mutters as he gets out the car and sees three sophomores walking in the party. you laugh at him as he helps you out of the car.
once everyone’s out of the car the group makes their way to the entrance. as your walking you hear something rather unpleasant. “did you hear about shindo and emi?” some random girl says as she stand’s outside the entrance with her other friend.
you feel the tears start to well up in your eyes when suddenly you feel a hand holding you by your waist, bringing the two of you closer. “don’t think about those shit heads” he says lowly in your ear making you laugh.
once you walk into the house, your hit by the smell of alcohol and weed. it’s so strong that you think your lungs are filled with it. “smells like a pot house…. my type of partyy” sero says making all of your laugh.
as you walk through the party you see a lot of eyes on you making you fake a wider smile pretending to be unbothered. you feel katsuki grip your waist tighter and bringing you closer into him, you instantly smile and look up to him.
“thanks” you mouth to him with a smile. he looks down at you and grin. “come on” he motions his head to where his friends are residing.
you look in the living room and see white powder scattered around the table, bottles of alcohol and cups filled with who knows what around the floor.
“what do we have here?” you hear a familiar voice speak out of nowhere. your body immediately stiffing when you hear that voice.
you turn your head and you see your ex friend emi standing with shindo. his arm wrapped around her waist as he chugs a beer down.
“oh hi emi” your voice was bland with no energy. anyone could sense the tension between you two. “who’s the..guy” her voice sounded disgusted as she said it.
shindo looks at the two of you and gives you a dirty look. “this is katsuki” you feel him squeeze your sides making you smile.
“this like your new boyfriend or something?” shindo’s drink had now been discarded on the floor and his face is as serious as it could be. “not yet” katsuki says as you and him walk pass shindo, purposely shoving his shoulder. you feel shindo immediately grab your hand, trying to pull you back. you and katsuki turn around looking him back in his face.
“don’t fucking touch me shindo” your yell out as you jerk your hand back away from him. a sinister smile now placed on shindos face as he watches you turn your head in disgust. watching you and katsuki walk back off.
“let’s go dance” you suggest once you see the crowd of people swaying their hips to the music that was blasting. “i’m not really the dancing type” he says once he sees all the sweaty teenage/pre-adult bodies on the dance floor. you roll your eyes and suck your teeth before leading him to the dance floor.
once you get there you wrap your arms around katsuki’s neck and start swaying your hips to the music. you look at katsuki’s stiff posture and laugh. “suki put your hands on my hips” you tell him as your hips stop their motion. he does what you say in an instant, putting his hands underneath your sweater and gripping onto your hips.
“mkay, now sway with my hips” you instruct as you start again. your hips instantly finding the rhythm again, but this time katsuki is following along. you feel him pull you closer to him, squeezing your hips every so often. your mind starts to get dizzy at the closeness, your heart feels like it’s palpitating out of your chest.
“kat’s,” you breath out breathlessly as you get on your tippy toes. he looks down at you and smirks. “you okay?” he asks with a nasty grin knowing that you're not okay.
“mhm” you lie as you move closer to him. you feel his hands move from your hips to the swole of your ass making you smile. “didn’t think you were the type to be so outgoing suki” you tease as you slowly roll your hips.
you hear and feel him chuckling from how close you are, he squeezes your ass making you slightly moan. “you don’t know how outgoing i could be y/n” is the last thing he says before he walks away, leaving you standing in the middle of the dance floor.
“y/n” you hear that god awful voice as you stand there making you roll your eyes. “yes shindo?” your voice was as bored as it could be, “why you sound so bothered?” he ask stupidly. “your lucky i’m not fucking ignoring you shindo” you say lowly looking around the party of katsuki.
“look i know you got a boyfriend or whatever but i miss us, and hooking up with emi was a stupid mistake” he emphasizes on the mistake part. your eyes instantly shoot to his and before you know it you feel your hand against his face.
“you hooked up with her?” your tone sounds like you can’t believe it, even though you're not surprised anymore. shindo looks down at you and you see the hand mark you visibly left on his face.
you see katsuki from around the corner rushing over to you. “your such a fucking slut y/n” how dare he call you a slut. “your the one who fucked my bestfriend dickface!” you yell at him, not caring that your making a scene.
you feel katsuki grab your waist to move you from the situation. “you ain’t nothing but a filthy whore” was the last thing you heard out of shindo's mouth before katsuki let go of your waist and punches him in the face.
shindo instantly goes down without a fight. you see kirishima’s and the rest of the group rushing out of the house,making you and katsuki follow. once you make it to the car all of you are out of breath and laughing.
“katsuki, you don’t have to do that” you say as you smack his chest. he laughs before bringing his hand to your chin, lifting your head slightly.
“don’t be mad at me babe” he whispers in your ear making your ears and cheeks heat up. “me and mina going back to her dorm, and denki and sero going to theirs, what are the two of you doing?” kirishima asks you and katsuki.
“we’re going back to the dorm” he says plainly, shocking you. “we are?” your voice was small and barely heard. “yea let’s go” he says before gently shoving you in the back of the car.
the two of you going to the very back of the car and wait for everyone else to pack up in the car. “you were very brave y/n” katsuki says in a hush voice as he gets closer to you. next thing you know you feel a pair of soft plump lips against yours, catching you off guard you pull back on instinct.
your eyes widen as you look at katsuki. his eyes filled with worry before he awkwardly chuckles “m’ sorry shouldn’t have done-” your lips cut him off as you bring him in for a kiss.
his hands instantly going to your waist as he leans against you, forcing you to lean back. “kat’s” you whisper against his mouth during the bruising kiss. “what’s wrong babe?” he questions as he pulls back. you hide your face in your hands before liking back at him.
“v’ never gotten far” you express in a hush tone not wanting his friends to hear the conversation. katsuki looks down at you before laughing loudly.
“yer’ too pretty to be a virgin y/n” he says before thinking, his eyes widened before he scrambles to fix his words. “i mean you're so pretty that every guy would want to jump in those pretty panties,” he explains while stroking your cheek.
“it’s not that i can’t katsuki, i just was waiting on the right person.” he nods his head before sitting back. a couple minutes go by before he speaks again.
“am i the right person?” his voice was just above a whisper. you chuckle a bit before leaning over towards him. your plump lips ghosting over his, “yeah” you whisper before engulfing him into another kiss.
this once felt deeper than the last two, it felt more sensual between you two. your hands wrapping themselves into his hair as you straddle him. his hands squeezing your hips causing you to moan in his mouth.
“horndogs we’re here” kiri says in a playful tone. you abruptly let go of his hair and slide off his lap. “sorry” you apologize while getting out of the car feeling more embarrassed than you ever have before. katsuki on the hand was just as smug as ever, smirking to his friends as he stood beside you gripping your waist tightly.
“fuckin losers, see you whenever” he states before turning the opposite way, walking to the dorms. before you got too far you waved at your new friends and thanked them for the night.
he grips your ass in his palm as you walk the short distance to the dorm rooms.
once you make it to the dorm katsuki unlocks the room the fastest he’s ever had before. once you're in and he locks it he grabs your hand and leads you to his room where his hands are instantly on your body and his lips are against yours.
“be a good girl for me and sit on the bed” you follow his instructions and sit on the edge of the bed, anticipating the best night of your life. “where you going?” your voice as you see him walk out the room.
he doesn’t answer, but he comes back a few seconds later with nothing in his hands. “what happened?” you ask as you stand up walking towards him.
he grabs your hands and leads you back over to the bed. as the both of you sit, he asks you a question. “you sure you wanna’ do this?”
you kiss him for what feels like the millionth time today. “i need you katsuki” you say as your lips lead down his neck, making him groan slightly. “shit babe” he groans out as your hands move around his groin occasionally squeezing at it softly.
“i’ve liked you for a while katsuki, just too scared to say anything” you whisper against his ear making his eyes roll back.
katsuki soon realizes what you're doing and he’s not having it. “uh, uh, get on the floor y/n” his tone was now rough and aggressive. “kat’s-” you were cut off by the force of katsuki shoving you gently to the ground.
“you ever sucked cock before pretty girl?” you shake your head no as your eyes widen. “do you want to?” his hands caresses your face as you nod your head.
“take it out” his voice sounded mean and demanding so you did what he said. your hands unbutton his jeans and zip them down before pulling them down, with the help of him. as he sits in his calvin klein boxer briefs your nerves hits you like a train.
“are you gonna teach me kat’s?” your voice is as sweet as candy. he looks down at those big doe eyes of yours and smirks. “of course baby” and with that your hands pull down his boxers leaving you with no more layers to keep you from him.
his fully erect cock sits up with pre-cum dripping from the pink mushroom tip. his size was unbelievable as you examine it. “i know it’s big baby, but it isn’t gonna suck itself.” his voice taunting you as you look up at him. “well i don’t even know how to suck it asshole”
suddenly a smack is placed against your face catching you off guard. tears brim your eyes as you touch your face. “watch your tone” he reminds you as you suck up your tears, not wanting them to fall.
but as you collect yourself you feel your panties getting wetter. “can you teach me how daddy?” your voice was pleasing to him so he cooperated.
“lick the tip” you do as you're told and lick it, the sweet but salty taste hitting your tastebuds making your crave more. you feel katsuki shudder above you making you smile. “good girl, now lick the whole thing.” he tells you.
after you follow his instructions you decide you could figure this out yourself, wanting to surprise and please the man you’ve been crushing on all semester. you engulf his whole cock in your mouth catching him off guard. his hand instantly finds your head as you bob up and down against his cock.
“sh-shit babe, so fucking good” his hands guiding you as he uses your mouth for his own pleasure. suddenly you don’t feel your head moving up anymore, his hand forcing you to stay down as he fucks up into your mouth making your gag against him.
“that’s fucking right baby, gagging on my cock like a good whore should” he slurs out as he gets caught up from the euphoria your mouth is giving him.
once he lets go of your head you pop up instantly, choking against the spit and pre lodged in your mouth. “yer’ doin such a good job baby” katsuki slurs out as he jerks his cock up and down, waiting for your mouth to return. you cough a bit more before taking off your sweater leaving you in just your bra and small shorts. before returning back to his cock.
your jerk his cock like you just saw him do making his eyes roll back before moaning out your name once your mouth is back in his dick. “love this fuckin mouth” he states as he smacks your cheek that has his cock bulging against it.
you deepthroat him again, waiting for him to fuckup into your throat again. and once he does, the sound of gagging and spit is heard throughout the room. tears brimming at your lash line as he goes harder.
“fuck i’m cumming” he whines out before you feel him burst into your mouth, cum flooding your mouth as he rides out his orgasm, keeping you steady as he releases himself. once he’s done you feel him lift your head. “swallow that shit” he says as he sees you with a mouth full of his cum.
“good fucking girl” he chuckles out as he watches you swallow his cum. he looks at you intensively, looking at the cum and spit around your chin, neck and breast. he realizes he was the first guy to ever see you like this, and he wants to make sure he’s the last.
you watch as his hands glides against your chest, dragging the left over spit against it. “c’mere babe” he says as he lets go of you. you quickly stand up and notice how close the two of you were.
“lay on the bed” he directs you towards the bed as he takes off his shirt and throws it anywhere. you lay on the bed anticipating on what’s to happen next.
you watch him climb over you, lust deep inside his eyes as he pulls your shorts off your legs. “what’s next?” you ask him as your legs squeeze together, trying to feel something to ease the feeling of need between your legs.
“m’ eating you out” was all he said before pulling pretty pink panties down. katsuki gasps when he sees the big wet spot on your panties. “all this because of me?” his tone was taunting as he throws your panties anywhere around the room.
“no, airhead” you bark back at him making him chuckle and smile. smack! another harsh one landed across your face as moan escapes your mouth. “you like being slapped around?” you whine as your need starts to take over. “please suki, need to feel you” squeezing your legs together did nothing to help the growing need between your legs.
katsuki positions himself so that he’s in between your legs, face to face with your clothed cunt. he sees the outline of your lips being suffocated by the fabric (fat pumpum) thirsting after you more and more. his tongue sticks out his warm mouth before it’s licking the wet fabric making you shiver at the sudden action.
“i forgot how jumpy virgins are” katsuki laughs to himself as he reminisces in your taste. “and i forgot how much of a cocky bastard you are.”
Katsuki stops in his tracks once he hears your comment. “well you just sucked’ off this cocky bastard, so what’s your point?” he questions before biting down on the crotch of your drenched panties. your body jolts and you let out a loud moan letting him know that you like what he’s doing.
he stands on his knees before bending down slightly, hands attached to your hips as he glides your underwear down your legs slowly, watching the sticky string that attached your pretty pussy and those pretty pink panties.
“shit” he groans out as he places the underwear next to your body. he bends back down before getting face to face with your cunt. you look down at him before feeling his tongue sliding through your slit.
“fuck!” you moan out as he gets deeper and deeper, your hands shooting to his blonde locks, pulling on them slightly as you moan into the air. “kats,” you pant out as your eyes roll to the back of your head.
you feel him pull back before the sound of spit is heard and you feel it dripping down your pussy. “prettiest pussy i’ve ever seen babe” he says before diving back in.
you feel your climax approaching fast. you wrap your legs around katsuki’s head making him moan into your pussy. “m’ gonna cum ki!” you scream out as he sucks on your clit harshly.
you feel your muscles tighten and your hands grips his hair harder, your vision blacks out as you let out a loud pleasurable moan. your orgasm taking over your whole body as you feel weightless from it.
your body relaxes into the soft comforter below you. a small smile against your lips as you feel him come up to your face. placing a long loving kiss against your lips, instantly tasting yourself in his lips.
you feel his hand reach down to your back and unclipping your bra watching it fall down your arms. “so fuckin’ gorgeous” he slurs out as he watched you sit shyly on his bed.
“are you sure you wanna do this?” his tone was genuine and sincere. you grab his face in your hands placing a quick peck to his lips before responding “m’ sure ki, want you now” you whine against his lips making him smile against yours.
“lay down,babe” his voice was as smooth as butter for him to be commanding. you do as your gold paying against the soft sheets once again.
he climbs over you, face hovering over yours. his gold chain dangling in front of your face. his piercings shining through the dim light putting a smile on his face.
you see him spit on his hand before grabbing his cock. as he strokes his cock you decide to tease him. “please hurry ki need your cock inside me” you whine into the air making him shudder over a stroke. “such a pretty thing, but a filthy mouth”
he says as he lays a smack onto your face. you feel the slick of his spit and pre-cum on your cheek. “but you like it, don’t you ki?” your voice feigns innocence as you look at him with them big doe eyes of yours.
“of course i do babe” he says before bending down and spitting on your puffy pussy, watching it drip down onto his sheets. he slides the tip up and down through folds catching your juices with every stroke.
“please ki” your whines sound like music to his ears. “whatever you want babe.” he was already pussy drunk from just the tip, he wonders how the whole thing would make him feel. “ ts’ gonna feel weird at first babe, but ima make you feel good, promise” he says before slowly pushing in.
you wince a bit before stopping him. needing time to prepare. you feel him stretching you out. “shit kat’s, sooo big!” you exclaim as he pushes inside of you. “probably shouldn’t have taken a big one for your first time sweetheart.” he groans out slightly laughing.
“so tight sweetheart” he moans out as he pushes in more, bottoming out inside of you completely. your eyes roll to the back of your head once you feel him completely inside of you.
“so deep katsu” you whisper as his thrust starts to pick up, he immediately finds your g-spot hitting it continuously. “please kat’s!” you moan out, making him chuckle. “i’m already fucking yiu babe, what lord do you want?”
you moan again, wrapping your legs around his waist pulling him in deeper. his eyes roll back as a deep groan comes from him. suddenly you feel a heavy hand wrap around your throat, cutting off some air from your airways.
his thrusts get deeper to the point that he’s pounding inside of you. “turn over” he growls out as he lets go of your neck and pulls his dick from inside you.
you whine at the empty feeling but turn over asap. ass in the air and face down as you arch your back. “atta girl, such a whore” he says as he places a loud smack to your ass. you lowly whine as you wiggle your ass in his face.
“beautiful view.” he says as you feel the tip of his coco prodding at your entrance. once he’s fully in his thrust starts aggressive like he never stopped.
“m’ close kat’s” you moan out into his sheets, slobber running out your mouth. his hands fund their way into your hair pulling you up by it roughly. “don’t go cumming without me sweetheart” he says in your ear as his sultry tone sends shivers down your spine.
you clench down onto him making him slap your ass again as he pounds you into the mattress.
after a couple more minutes you feel him speed up in his thrust signaling that he’s close. you take the opportunity to fuck back into hik catching him completely off gaurd.
“shit, m’ gonna cum babe, cum with me y/n” his voice was commanding as his hips jackhammers into yours. “m cumin ki” you squeal into the air as you clench down on the man’s cock signaling that you're cuming.
“clenching me so hard babe!” he whines out as he gets a couple more thrust into you before groaning into your ear. “can i cum in you baby?” you nod your head yes feeling overstimulated as he thrust into your exhausted body.
“m’ cumming, shit i’m cuming for you” he whines as you feel him explode into you. his hot cum filling you up as you moan into the sheets.
after the two of your orgasms pass katsuki lays next to you, coddling your naked body with his. “thank you ki, felt so good” you whisper in his ear making him blush. “you did so well babe”
you feel katsuki feel around the bed a bit before pulling out his phone. he unlocks it and goes to the camera icon taking a few flicks of the two of you before taking a live photo of the two of you kissing, making you laugh after.
you watch as he sets the live photo to his screensaver, watching it over and over before saving it and turning off his phone. “so corny katsuki.”
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cheerleading practice is finally over as you see katsuki and the rest of your friends (bakusquad) sitting in the bleachers waiting for you to finish practice.
as you walk to the bleachers you see shindo and emmi arguing on the field. shindo going on about them being a mistake while emmi cries.
KARMA
once shindo sees you he nogga over to you quickly making katsuki shoot off the bleachers. “hey y/n, i’m really sorry about everything, i don’t even love emmi.”
“and i don’t love you, i love him” you exclaim once katsuki makes it to you. he wraps his arms around your waist while waiting for shindo to say something.
“love you more sweetheart” katsuki responds as he kisses your forehead leaving shindo looking dumbfounded.
“she’s such a pretty whore”
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Girl Of My Dreams - Chapter 64: Do It Again!
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Synopsis: Sakusa was the type to always get things done on his own, but now that he's forced to juggle between his successful pro-volleyball career and being a single dad, what happens when he enrolls his daughter in a new preschool and meets his daughter's new teacher? Will their relationship remain professional or will it evolve into something more?
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You have no idea where you're going as you make your way towards the elevator. In hindsight you should have waited for Ran to give you all the details before you set off to try and find the snake, but you were seeing red which caused you to throw all rational thought out the window. You just needed to find her, put her in her place, and get your baby back.
You take the elevator all the way up to the top floor, time feeling like it's slowed with how long it takes you to reach the top. You're aware there's 2 rooms on that floor, so you had a 50/50 chance of choosing the right room and taking them by surprise. Just your luck as you're stepping out of the elevator you see room service closing the door to the room on your right. You smile and hold the elevator for her, waiting until it closes before you're making your way towards the only occupied room on the floor.
You knock 3 times on the door before you're turning away from the peep hole, not wanting to give away who you are just yet. This can't be that easy right? The door swings open and you see a man dressed in all black in front of you. "Where is she?" You note the surprise on his face, no doubt registering just who you are before he's making an attempt to shut the door. Unluckily for him, you were anticipating he would do something like that so before he could you're already shoving yourself through the door.
"Kimi? Sweetheart?! Where are you?" You're quickly scanning the rooms trying to find her when you come across the master bedroom, the only room you've yet to check. You're well aware that there's three men twice your size chasing after you but you don't have time to worry about them, your sole focus being getting Kimi back.
You reach for the door and to your surprise it isn't locked. "Are they even trying?" You mumble to yourself as you slam the door open. You quickly lock the door behind you to buy you some time, hoping that Ran and Kenma will be right behind you. Your gaze immediately lands on Kimi, her eyes filled with unshed tears. It's then that you notice Emiko crouched behind her with her arms wrapped around your daughter, using her as a shield to put distance between the both of you.
"Hey baby. Are you okay?" She nods her head eyes never leaving your face, you hear the soft whimpers escape her mouth as you notice the woman behind her tightening her grip on your daughter, the arm wrapped around her neck tightening ever so slightly.
"Remember that first day of school, when I scolded you because of what you did?" She nods her head and you have to suppress the smile trying to make its way onto your face. "What are you talking about? You know you're surrounded right? You can't do anything to me." Emi threatens, clearly trying to stall until her goons make their way into the room.
"On my signal, I want you to do that okay? I want you to do the best you can. Alright?" You give her an encouraging nod, which causes a smile to appear on her face for the first time since you burst in. You hear the pounding on the door getting louder, you know you only have a few more seconds before they make their way in. You feel Emiko's eyes on you, the fear practically radiating off her.
"NOW!" Emiko let's out the loudest scream as Kimi chomps down on the arm wrapped around her. Shoving Kimi away from her, you quickly scoop up the child and create some distance between the three of you. You wrap her up into a tight hug, eyes not leaving Emiko as you move towards the other side of the room. You watch as she yells profanities at the both of you, clutching onto the arm that Kimi bit. "Are you okay baby?" You look over her form to make sure she's not hurt anywhere. "I'm okay mommy." You let out a sigh of relief, before placing her down and putting her behind you.
At that moment the door is kicked in and you see the three men that were chasing after you rush into the room. "Grab her! Don't let her get out of here!" She barks out to the men who turn their attention towards you. You feel Kimi's grip tighten around your leg. If you timed everything correctly, you figure that Kenma and Ran are probably going to reach you soon. As if on cue, you hear banging on the front door.
You watch as two of the men look at each other before wordlessly running off to see what the commotion was about. "Hey sweetie? Do mommy a favor, turn around, close your eyes, and cover your ears okay? I don't want you to see or hear what I'm about to do. Alright?" You hear her mumble okay before she's letting go of your leg and turning around.
"What are you waiting for! Get her!" Emiko is practically hysterical at this point, the remaining man unsure of what to do. "You said this was supposed to be an easy job. We grab the girl and go! You didn't say anything about having to fight people off!" The man replies and you can hear the doubt in his voice. "Sis?! Munchkin?! Are you guys back here?" You let out a sigh of relief at hearng Ran's voice. You quickly call out for the male, deciding to leave the man by the door to him before you're making your way over to the cause for all of this.
You practically pounce on her as soon as you're close enough. You shove her into the wall, before a hand comes up to grab at her hair. "Don't think I'm going to go easy on you. You fucked with the wrong person. I held back for so long but kidnapping my daughter is where I draw the line. I don't care if I go to jail. You're going to get what you deserve." You can see the shock on her face as you lean in closer. "Your daughter?" She scoffs as she claws at your wrist. "I'm the one that gave birth to her! Without me she wouldn't be here!"
"And that's all you did!" You respond before using both hands to drag her to the floor by her hair. "As far as anyone is concerned, you aren't her mother." You're straddling her, legs on either side of her waist, doing your best to keep her from getting the upper hand.
You feel her long nails come up to scratch at your face. You can feel the sting, know that it's probably bleeding, which just makes you angrier. One hand comes down to give her a hard smack across her face. You almost want to laugh at the stunned expression on her features. "Oh! That was a good one! Do it again!" You hear Kenma cheering from behind you, finally remembering that you aren't alone with her.
"Don't." SMACK. "You." SMACK. "Ever." SMACK. "Think." SMACK. "About--" You try to get one more slap in but you're being pulled off of her by Ran. "Coming near Kimi or Omi again! Or you'll have me to deal with!!" You kick and scream as he practically drags you over to where Kimi is to comfort the child. More people come rushing into the room and you're vaguely aware that they're police before you're being ushered out by Kenma and Ran.
Kimi doesn't let go of you as you hold her in your arms, the paramedics trying their best to look over the both of you to make sure there aren't any injuries to either of you that needed to be tended to. "This is detective Tachibana." Ran introduces as he brings you out into the hallway where it's less crowded. "Please, just call me Naoto." You nod as he begins to ask you the standard questions, 'What happened, your relation to the attacker, your name, relationship to Kimi, etc.' After a few minutes Ran is interrupting him, letting him know that you need to be somewhere else which leads him to handing you his business card and telling you that he'd be in touch.
What did you guys think of this chapter? Lol. I think it was a fun one. Don't you think?
Kenma just standing in the doorway cheering is such a mood tbh.
And we have a little cameo ft Naoto haha.
Also I didn't realize it's been 10 days since my last post. 💀 My bad y'all. And welcome to all the new readers! I see a lot of y'all are just finding this or binging it!
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Swan Lake
pairing: Joel Miller x oc
this chapter tw: mdni, age gap (reader is minor, Joel is legal), dirty old man Joel, like dirty dirty
note: hii, i know that after reading the tw some of y'all will be disgusted, and i don't really have explanation why i wanna write this, since im also a victim. But anyway this is inspired by Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov, i didn't read but i watch the movie (the Jeremy Irons one) i love the movie because of the cinematography, and how it makes me feel something like desperate, other than that? nope. And maybe i write this because im also inspired by babyreindeer on Netflix, i feel related because of that series.
Her family and the Miller family have an inseparable bond for as long as she knows, during the summer they would visit her family's house because it's too hot for them in Texas, or sometimes it's the other way round when it's the 4th of July.
She's always close with them especially with Tommy Miller, he spoil her too much, meanwhile his big brother Joel Miller is the stoic type of guy. She remember he would be warning her not to run around too much, always check where you're walking cause you can step on cow's shit.
"What about Emy?" She ask her dad as she plays with her cereal in her favorite pink ceramic bowl, "well, Jeremy will stay with us," he said, standing close to the refrigerator with his coffee mug on his hand.
"What? That's unfair," his eyes are bloodshot when she look directly into them, like he's tired, been crying. "He's only five, Poppy's too old to handle both of you," and with that he walks away from the kitchen, leaving no room for her to argue.
Her father had requested her to stay at the Miller's for a few weeks, or even month until the process of divorce is finished. He knows it's hard for her, but it's hard for him too.
"Get ready, Tommy's gon' come and pick you up," he said to her, his gruff voice made her flinch a little. Last night, she remember how her dad hurriedly stuff her clothing inside his big suitcase, she kept asking him, panic, and scared, but her questions was met with silence, and that's how her pillow is wet from tears as she tried to be quiet.
That black suitcase sits close to the front door, as if it's laughing menacingly at her poor fate.
And not long after the bell rings and her father open the front door, revealing Tommy, smiling wide as he took off his cowboy hat. "Hey, babygirl," he greets you, walking towards with his arms open for hugs.
He smells woody, a hint of sweat that smells like the sun, she noted. "You ready?" He asks, and she answers with shy and small nod. "I'll help you with the suitcase, okay?" he mutter, holding her hand as both of them walk towards his truck.
She lean back on the passenger seat aand she thought that Tommy will be joining soon, but it turned put that he went inside, maybe to talk with her father.
She looks around, rotating the steering wheel, tracing the ripped seat, trying to distract herself from the fact that she can hear her father and Tommy shouting at each other.
Her heart beats faster as Tommy walk towards his truck, getting inside the driver's seat and giving her a huge smile as he starts the engine, "it's okay, babygirl, we'll get through this," he said, ruffling her curly strawberry blonde hair then he smooches the top of her head softly.
"Yeah, i make wallets, belts, jackets too," he explains about his new job as a leather worker, "what about Joel?" She ask, "Joel, the usual, he's just taking care of all the sheeps, cows, piggies, some fish, and a pair of swans. Beautiful one like you," he grins as he playfully ruffles her hair.
The ride to Austin was pretty fast since she's moving with her dad to Texas, but still, she fell asleep, not knowing how cruel fate can be.
She's in the Miller's ranch guest bedroom when she's awake, her dad's suitcase in the corner of the room, the window was wide open to let the air in, she could see the trees and the sunset.
And when she got out of the guest room, she saw Joel, standing awkwardly in the hallway just in his dark blue towel around his hips.
his hair is wet, water dripping from a few strands, water dripping from his nose, neck, and collarbone to his belly and the woods floor.
"You're here," he greets her awkwardly, his eyes exploring her. She nodded, trying her best to focus on his eyes before he walks away to his room.
She stands there, it's not like she's never seen how the Miller's look like under their shirt, especially during the summer, but this one felt too intimate for her.
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"Joel!" Tommy shouted from the front yard, "help me here!" he shouted once again. And a few minutes later Joel came, shirt and jeans all dirty from spending the day in the farm.
"help me carry her, I'll get her suitcase," he explains, quickly walking away to grab her suitcase.
He opens the passenger door and saw her smaller figure, her white dress reminds her of the swans that was passed to him a few weeks ago from a relative.
"Oh, sweet angel," he murmurs as he carries her in his arms, making sure her legs wrapping around his hips, and arms around his neck.
His nose to her ear, her hair, smelling her sweet strawberry scented shampoo, smooching her once a while as he walks inside his house.
The floor creaking more than usual under their weight, and he can only hope it doesn't wake her up. He laid her down on the guest bedroom, the idea of taking her to his bedroom was tempting, but this room was basically hers.
He takes a good look at her, he kneels down beside the bed. His finger ran gently and softly in her curly hair, his finger then moves to her eyebrows, tracing them, then he caress her smooth cheek.
His face moving closer to kiss her forehead, her cheeks, her chin, her nose, and when he's about to kiss her beautiful plump lips, he heard the sound of wheels running in the hallway.
"She's still sleeping?" He heard from the hallway, instinctively he moved away from her, "yeah," he answered.
And not long after Tommy came in with her suitcase, "look at her, poor lil' girl had to go through her parents divorce and shit," he muttered.
Poor lil' girl, Joel think to himself.
#joel miller#joel miller fanfiction#joel miller imagine#joel miller one shot#joel miller tlou#joel miller x reader#joel miller x you#pedro pascal#pedro pascal x reader#the last of us#pedro pascal imagine#pedrohub#pedro pascal x you
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Pancakes Household: Chapter 9, Part 3
Battle of the century or kids playing console games...
CW: Unicorn zombie with minor carton gore
Carson: You don’t think this will be too physically taxing do you
Artemisia: Only for losers
Onyx: Don’t worry Carson, there’s no exercise required
Fergus: I dibs the green car
Onyx: Is everyone ready
Artemisia: Oh would you just press start already
Onyx: First round goes to me!
Artemisia: That’s ridiculous, you must have given me the broken controller
Carson: Or you’ve been practicing, I get to pick next track. Strawberry Fields!
Fergus: Oh no I hate that one, I always get stuck in the strawberry jam
Onyx: Just follow along behind me Fergus and you’ll see a clear path okay
Fergus: Thank you Onyx
Artemisia: I always think it’s so funny how well-mannered you are
Carson: I would have thought you’d find that annoying
Artemisia: Nope, it helps us get out of trouble
Onyx: So see here Fergus, if you go between these two flowers there’s the fast launch ramp
Fergus: And no strawberry jam sinkhole!
Artemisia: Hold on, you’re not entitled to win
Fergus: Just try and stop me Emi
Carson: Come on Artemisia, let’s wipe the track with them
Onyx: Team Pancakes!!!
Kayleigh: I like to hear them play, the house is so quiet with just Carson now
Eliza: Bob and I have been thinking of trying for another one after Fergus becomes a teen. Bob would love a daughter
Kayleigh: And how about you
Eliza: Well I’ve never loved being pregnant but a third kid would be nice
Kayleigh: Sweetie I don’t mean to sound indelicate but have you considered adoption
Eliza: Adoption? Is that legal when I can get pregnant?
Kayleigh: It’s the 21st century, just because you can have them doesn’t mean you need to. Not that I can talk, I had four
Eliza: I suppose that way I would avoid the pregnancy impacting on my work
Kayleigh: And if Bob wants a girl you can tell the agency that, but you can’t tell your uterus that
Eliza: *chuckles* Good point, I’ll think about it. Oh, would you excuse me? The markets just opened in Tomarang
Kayleigh: Go ahead, you’ll not beat me at this chess match anyway
Eliza: Thanks for helping me learn more
Kayleigh: No problem, I’ll collect my husband and get out of your hair. Night
Kayleigh: Come on Carson, time to go
Carson: Just let us finish this last race mum
Artemisia: Oh it’s finished and I’m victorious
Fergus: Thanks again for helping me Onyx, I had a lot of fun. See you for my birthday Emi?
Artemisia: Sure thing, Tuesday right
Fergus nods excitedly and the dinner party disperses.
Happy very cloudy Halloween! The Pancakes decide not to have a party since they had one last night and Bob will need to work tonight. After a quick breakfast the household splits up as everyone has their own tasks to do this morning.
Bob of course wants to get his work out in before shift. Fergus is in a patch of hyper focus with his ADHD and decides to play mad scientist in the treehouse. Eliza decides to do a dance workout since she cleaned everything yesterday and finally Onyx is set to walk Ginger again.
Eliza is dancing away when she pulls a muscle in her back.
Eliza: Ouch! Oh, maybe an adoption is a good idea, I will be a 40 soon
Thinking on this she carries on, working on her other muscles. Outside it’s hard for Onyx and Ginger to make out where they’re running but the pair do their best. Ginger isn’t sure why her dad isn’t taking her for these jogs but supposes Onyx is an alright substitute.
Onyx: I’m back home dad, Ginger is all walked
Bob: *grunts with effort* Did you tell your mother
Onyx: No, she’s busy practicing speech and I didn’t want to disturb her
Bob: Smart choice
Onyx begins their cheer routine, they still have some more solo practice to fit in. All is going well until they fall over on their face. They push up looking around but Bob is busy working his legs and hasn’t noticed. To celebrate Onyx pulls off a perfect flip!
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what do you think about the concept of the comic kids stumbling upon ericsons instead of clem leaving?
It's a fine concept that I doubt anyone would actually implement into their fanworks because comic bad. Most fans are too pissy about the comics to see any further than the tips of their nose, and I totally get it but it's kind of unfortunate for me since it limits the discussions significantly. I can only hear the same, "the comics ruined Clementine and TWDG, Tillie Walden bad, Skybound bad," so many times before I'm so tired that I retire to my chair with a glass of tea to stare disappointedly into the great nothing and deteriorate.
So, for fun, some ideas to toss out there:
As I said in my previous post, Amos would love Ericson. The dude would be all over the place and determined to make as many new friends as possible. I think Olivia would enjoy it, too, and maybe Georgia wouldn't be a half-assed villain... or she could've been made into a great villain... just saying, Georgia could've gotten in good with Marlon, learned about the raiders, and then convinced him to trade Amos away as a means of keeping him away from Olivia. Though, she might not have anything to worry about in this case; I maintain that Amos would've had a major crush on Ruby.
But then we get to Ricca. Within the comics, her character falters due to being Clementine's main love interest. As a concept, Ricca isn't actually that bad. It's the execution and how she's portrayed as a love interest that makes me not like her, so if we remove that, she has a shot at being a compelling character... because we're not sending her to Ericson to be a love interest, or shove her into a love triangle/square with Clementine and Louis/Violet. I think she'd get along with most of the Ericson crew, except I think she'd really butt heads with Marlon and Mitch. I can see her getting on well with Violet, too. I know saying they're alike in a lot of ways could be considered as offensive by some sensitive fans, but they're both queer girls with religious backgrounds and familial trauma and I think it's okay to entertain the idea that they'd get along. Also, they both have snark to them that could easily be bounced back and forth... or at someone else. Probably Louis, or Amos.
And honestly bring everyone except Morro from Book Two to Ericson. Get John away from his abusive mother. Let Amir be friends with AJ, Tenn, and Willy and teach them to play new games and stuff. Emi could teach them better ways to fish and could even go on longer trips to bring back bigger hauls for the group. Fen would love the school setting and would search everywhere for different maps and information about Taiwan. Hell, bring Giles and Ginette, the old French couple who don't speak much English. Let them settle down with little Mercy at Ericson where they can teach everyone how to knit and build stuff and just be grandparents to all these troubled youth.
Yeah, the comics suck, but what's a fandom to do other than take things they don't like and change them to be something they do, yeah?
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Hello, I would like to request #17 Outerbanks Femreader. Reader falls in love with both John B and JJ ( Secretly) she finally tells kie and goes to confess John B and kisses him. Something like this, I trust you 💕 I love your work and I'm really excited to see what you come up with 💕
Invisible String - John B x F!reader
REQUESTS ARE OPEN | JOHN B MASTERLIST | PROMPTS
Shipping: John B x f!reader,
Summary: You were in Love with your two Best Friends, until Kie brought you some light in this dark and complicated Situation.
Wordcount: 2.533 Words
Warnings: Drinking, some curse words, lovesick reader I think that was it.
A/N: Yes, the Title is inspired by the Song “Invisible String” by Taylor Swift, because I’m going to the Eras tour next year. A bit of angst and Fluff. I know you wrote secretly but in my head JJ just knows when a girl has a crush on him, but he wouldn’t notice it if he had a crush on the girl too. And as always feel free to correct me if I make any mostakes, as English is not my first language. (not part of 'Emy's Eras Event)
When there was something more stupid than jumping in a shark tank with a really bad bleeding wound, then it would be letting JJ come up with a plan, or being in love with two of your Best Friends who you knew nearly all your life. JJ and John B couldn’t be more different and still be the same, so falling for them kinda was crazy by itself. Well okay, at first you thought there was nothing really between you and John B because JJ owned your heart first in a more romantic way than the others. That most certainly changed when John B was nearly drowned by Topper at the last party, wasn’t it for JJ pointing a Gun at his head or when you watched him sneaking away with Sarah Cameron, the Kook princess.
John B was your Friend for nearly all your life, Eleven Years and counting, there was always something different about you and JB, like stolen touches or cuddles when you had a movie night at the chateau, well the cuddles died out when you guys became older and you starting to notice your feelings towards JJ, but the stolen touches were still there. But since the fight and watching John B almost drown, you notice a change within yourself towards your Best Friend. Since that Day you got more close to John B and questioned every move not only you made but also your friends. Now don’t get me wrong, JJ didn’t mind the attention you gave him, because he probably would most definitely notice when a girl has a crush on him unless he does have one on the girl too. But he knew John B liked you since probably fifth grade, when they played a round of truth or dare and told JJ his little secret even though that could’ve changed over the years.
Well you told no one the problem you had with the both of them, not even Kie, your Best, and only girl, Friend.
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It was a few days later and you all were sitting in the Front yard, if you can call it that way, of the chateau, when JJ tried to shotgun a beer and sadly the half on it got on you because you were sitting right next to him.
You just jumped up, when the cold stinky beer made contact with your clothes and the skin of your legs, just screaming JJs name. Kie just ran into the House, getting a towel, coming back and trying to get most of the beer away from your skin and clothes.
“You know, I think I actually hate you.”, you said, looking at JJ.
“Yeah, I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that.”; he just said, winking at you, before getting another can.
“Shit, I think when we wash your pants and shirt in the sink, the smell and liquid is atleast a bit out.”, Kie said, looking at you.
“Do you have any spare pants with you?”, you asked.
“No, not right now.”, she said, shaking her head.
“You can have some from me.”; John B said.
“God, you are an angel JB.”, you said, giving him a thankful smile.
He ran in to get some pants, well his only clean ones were some swimming ones, but they would need to make it.
“What about your Shirt?”, Kie asked.
“Well, I’m wearing my Bikini, so that's not a problem.”, you said, before you heard John B's steps coming from the House.
“Here, there are only clean ones right now.”, he said, giving you the Swimming shorts.
“Thank you, they’re gonna make it.”, you stated, beaming up at him, but before anyone could stare at the other for too long, JJ broke the Moment asking John B if he wants another beer.
So you changed into the shorts of John B, before sitting with Kie on the Hammock.
You had no Idea how long you guys were there just talking, when JJ came up with a Plan, to go into the Kooks neighborhood to look for some fancy house, that is probably not lived in right now, because the owners are on vacation or some sort. And because you’re all a bit tipsy you all said yes, even though you and Kie weren’t really Fans with the Plan.
So you all made your way to the Twinkie, when you walked beside John B who was most, next to JJ, excited about that Idea.
“You really think that this is a smart Idea?”you asked, looking at him.
“Nope.”, he said looking at you.
“Good, I’d be concerned if you did.”, you said laughing slightly.
“But it is better than boredom.”, he said, throwing his arm around your shoulder.
With that you got into the twinkie, John B holding the door to the passenger side open for you.
After a bit of digging on facebook and driving around figure eight, you found a house where you found a spot for the twinkie, away enough so no one would notice it, but near enough if you needed to escape the cops. So you make your way to the Back of the House, climbing over the fence and quietly making your way to the pool. You all got rid of your clothes, that shouldn’t get wet and Jumped in, but since JJ couldn’t forget the most important part, the beer, he threw to each one of you another, before jumping in and opening his. You guys seriously had the time of your life there, it was in the middle of the night, everyone was asleep and you hopefully wouldn't get cops soon. But to your dismay, you saw the red and Blue light, before you could hear them, you tried to get their attention, but they didn’t listen until they heard Shoupe yell that you should come out. The boys were the first to get out, before helping you and Kie out.
"Shit. Shit. Shit!”, you said, fastly putting it on, before grabbing your shoes and running after them with KIe.
“This is the worst plan ever, JJ!”, you said to him.
“Why, because I made it?”, he asked looking back at you.
“That, and because the cops are now out for our asses!”, you said, hitting him on the arm.
JJ was the first to Jump over the fence and run towards the Twinkie getting it started, driving it out of its hiding spot so you just needed to Jump in.
John B and Pope helped you and Kie over it, before Jumping over themselves. John B grabbed your hand dragging you with him, laughing. You saw Shoupe behind you already out of breath trying to catch you.
“How do we keep getting into these Situations?”, you laughed looking at John B.
“Eleven years of Friendship and I still don’t know.”, he said grinning.
“The problem is called JJ.”, Pope said, which you all agreed.
Once at the Twinkie you Jumped in and told JJ to drive, laughing your asses off in the Back high on adrenaline.
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A half an hour later, you guys were back at the Chateau, the adrenaline finally back to zero and tired of the running you needed to do. You got in and all you did, was just falling on that couch and be nearly immediately asleep, and beside you were the first to go in, you didn’t even notice how John B came in to check on you just to find you on the couch already asleep, so he went back into his room, got a blanket and put it over you before he brushes some hair out of your face.
“You love her don’t you?”, JJ asked beyond John B.
Shocked, he turned around looking at his Best friend with wide eyes.
“What?”, he just asked.
“Well, you told me in fifth grade or so that you like her. I thought that might have changed, but by the way you look or just randomly stare at her, it’s just..”, JJ started.
“Obvious, probably. But well, she is my Best Friend and don’t forget the rule, no Pogue-on-Pogue macking.”, he said, taking his eyes off JJ and back to you.
“Yeah, well maybe you should just forget that rule.”, JJ said, before walking away.
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Two nights later, in the middle of the night, you were sitting outside in the hammock because you couldn’t sleep. The thought of Sarah and JOhn B running through your head because you saw them in those two days sneaking more often away than in the couple of years were you knew her.
“What are you doing up at four in the morning?”, you heard someone question from behind.
You turned around to see Kie.
“I might ask you the same thing.”, you said, giving her a little smile.
“What’s going through your head?”she asked, climbing on the hammock next to you.
The hardest part about all this, was that you didn’t tell anybody about this situation. You thought about it for a second, before deciding to let Kie in on the problem you have.
“I might have a problem.”, you stated.
“What is it?”she asked, looking at you.
“I have a crush on two guys, the thing is they are both my Best Friends, and I first didn’t really realize that I have this crush on the other guy until I nearly lost him because of somebody. And I don’t know what to do. I liked the first guy first, but now that I realized that I also like the other I am just helpless. Like the one guy who has been my friend I have the longest, and I would be so sorry if I lose him not only as my potentially Boyfriend but also as my Best Friend whos been with me through thick and thin, but so did also the other guy.”, you could rip your hair out if it wouldn’t leave bald spots afterwards.
“Well, that sounds like a fucked up situation.”, she stated.
“I know and I’m just helpless.”, you stated throwing your head back.
“Well, my Mom always told me something.”, Kie started.
You just looked at her signaling her to keep going.
“If you fall in love with two people, go with the second one. Because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn’t have fallen for the second one.”, she said, looking at you and taking your hand.
You leaned against her butting your head on your shoulder.
“And besides, what you and JJ have is not love, Not romantic love, it’s comfort.”, she said.
You just nodded trying to let the words sink in.
“But if you asked me, if you wanna hear it, I would tell John B.”, she said.
“But what about Sarah, they sneaked away more in the past two days, than I saw them ever do in the last couple of years.”, you said.
“Well, it’s all or nothing.”, she said.
“I need just some time to think about it.”, you said, taking a deep breath.
“Do it soon, before it’s too late.”, she just said.
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Given the time now it’s been a week later, and you hadn’t had the nerve to tell John B about your feelings just yet. You either couldn’t find the right time or you just backed out like a chicken. But now you couldn’t back down, John B was alone at his boat, working on it, while Kie brought you to him.
“Are you sure that this is right?”, you asked, nervous about this whole situation.
“You’re doing the right thing.”, she said, squeezing your hand slightly.
“Then why does it feel so wrong to me?”
“Your probably just nervous, because he is your childhood best friend.”, she just said.
“If something is wrong and you’re not in like half an hour back or wrote me a text, that everything is fine and you are good, I’m up here waiting in my car, alright?”
“Alright Mom.”, you said giggling slightly.
With a rolling of her eyes she goes away, while you make your way down the path to him.
“Hey.”, you said, when you were sure he could hear you talk.
“Oh, Hey, what’s up?”he asked, looking at you already knowing that something is up.
“Nothing much, everything alright with the boat?”, you asked, while he helped you in holding your hand.
“Yeah, I just checked up on her.”, he explained, handing you something to drink.
“Alright.”, you just said, not knowing where to start.
“So what do you wanna talk about?”, he asked.
“What?”“Come on, I know you all your life, I can nearly read you like a book, I know when you have something going on.”, he said sitting down in front of you.
“What are we to each other?”, it just slipped out of your mouth.
“Well, you tell me, because for me you’re my Best Friend.”, he said, caught a bit off guard.
You just nodded thinking of your next move.
“Can I tell you something, this is probably going to ruin everything, but I need to tell you.”, you said.
“Yeah sure, you know you can tell me everything.”; he stated, moving to sit next to you.
“I..”, you began.
“I’ve discovered I love you.”, you said, not moving your eyes from your can of Coca Cola.
“When did you discover that?”, he asked, looking at you not really knowing what to say.
“Since all my decisions started to revolve around you and after Topper nearly drowned you at the Kegger.”, you said, briefly looking up at him, before looking back down.
“I probably did it always and just never realized that, but since I nearly lost you, it is just so much clearer now, and I know that you probably don’t like me back, and that was just some stupid Idea. Just forget what I said and do whatever you wanted to do. Like meeting up with Sarah or something, I don't know.”, you rambled standing up at the end wanting to go down from the boat.
But you were stopped by a Hand grabbing your wrist.
“Can I also say something to this?”, he asked.
“You don’t need to say anything, when you don’t feel the same it’s okay. Then let's just stay friends, and forget about this. Just pretending like-”, you couldn’t stop your rambling, when a pair of Lips smashed on yours.
Your first reaction was shocked not knowing what to do, but before you could respond, he just moved aways.
“Why did you do that..?”, you asked with a high voice.
“So you would shut up and listen.”, he said, with a smile on his face.
“But what about..”, you started.
“Listen, I don’t like Sarah, I like you.”, he said, but he still saw the hesitation in your eyes.
“I love you alright, every single part of you. Even the parts you don’t like, got it?”he asked you, looking you in your eyes.
You felt the tears fill your eyes out of pure happiness, before you bring your lips together again feeling the puzzle pieces falling together, the invisible string between you two finally becoming solid gold.
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H2D ARE REALLY OPEN?!?! (I'm just excited, am not yelling at you lol)
Okayyy so ever since S3 I've been craving something with genya shinazugawa and I was looking for the right person to ask and I believe that person would be you :3
Hm.. I dunno how to ask this as if it were a headcanon lol- so uh could you do sanemi helping genya go to sleep after like a nightmare? Or something like that- slight fluff if that's okay, if not that's perfectly fine! I headcanon this just cuz well, we all know sanemi loves his little brother and I feel like if he was in the mood he would actually be "nice?" to him??
Feel free to decline this request ofc <3
🐸 - anon
{Headcanons to Dabbles: CLOSED!}
YESH! (No worries excited/happy yelling is always welcome!) This got a bit more heavy then planned but eh- we're rolling with it! I hope you like it, Froggy! (And don't worry- I do have some Sanemi Genya tickly antics planned in the future if you were looking for that :3)
CW: Swearing, sick-fic (nothing graphic, just a fever), angst, Demon Slayer Swordsmith Village Spoilers.
“He has a fever- we want to monitor him overnight in case it gets worse. I know you don’t want to hear it but I figured I’d tell you while you’re here.”
Damn that Shinobu! Why’d she have to go and give him the Genya update? It was absolutely plotted- she knew once she said “Genya” and “Collapsed” in the same sentence he’d freak. He was originally going off to train with Tomioka, but now here he was- sitting by his sleeping, flushed brother with a bucket of cold water and rags.
Damn her and her direct attacks at his soft spots!
Damn Giyu for being so freaking understanding and wishing Genya better health!
Damn the small part of him that couldn’t walk away when his brother got sick…
“You freaking brat- who told you to overwork yourself like this?” Sanemi growled as he glared at his brother, expression softening some at the pinched look he wore. “Genya?”
“Mmm…n-no. No! Stay away…please…no, brother-!”
Sanemi felt his heart drop. Was Genya…dreaming of him?
“Please! Brother-brother! Don’t take him away! Please-” Genya was squirming in the sheets, fists shaking as they clutched the fabric knuckle white. He was sweating- definitely delirious. Tears pricked in the corners of his eyes as he weakly called out. “N-Nemi! Nemi, where are you?”
“Shhh, I’m right here. I’m right here.” Sanemi moved before he could think, closing the distance between him and Genya as he clutched his hand. “I’m right here…Nemi’s right here.”
“N-Nemi?” Tears leaked, racing down Genya’s face. “Ne-emi, I’m so-sorry!”
“I know.” Sanemi squeezed his hand tighter.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry- I c-couldn’t..I couldn’t s-save you…”
“You did. I’m right here. I’m saved…You did good, kid.” Sanemi spoke, voice hoarse from the sudden lump in his throat. “Don’t worry…N-Nemi’s here.”
Genya took a few shaking breaths, eyes hidden by the wet rag across his brow. When he stopped moving and his breathing returned to a sleepy pace, Sanemi carefully replaced the rag with another, pressing the back of his hand against Genya’s cheek. It was cooler- still feverish, but better. Good- he’d be okay.
“You saved me more times than you realize, Genny. You’re one of the only reasons I haven’t rolled over and died yet.” Sanemi spoke, voice barely above a whisper as he brushed his brother’s hair back, the same way he did when they were kids. “So get better, and stop worrying so much, okay? I’ll…I’ll try to be better for you. I promise.”
The next morning, Genya woke up fever free and alone. Strangely enough, his chest felt just a tad lighter than before.
“Huh… think I dreamt of brother last night."
#headcanons to dabbles#dabble#demon slayer#shinazugawa brothers#sanemi shinaguzawa#genya shinazugawa#hurt/comfort#I tried to squeeze in fluff but the angst got me I'm so sorry#i hope you like it though!#demon slayer anime spoilers#demon slayer manga spoilers#tw: swearing#sick fic
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Ok so Candied Circuits amirite (banger title also I am very proud of it)
(I was talking to emi about it thru tags and I felt like rambling a little about it :3)
So it would have been very much a Scrollon-centric fic, though I've thought of a few iterations that added a character or two for some extra Thought Experimenting. I had two more or less concrete iterations in mind: Either one, a smaller one-shot based completely on the hemoglobin post scene, or two, a 2-3 chapter long fic involving Cinna's story in Scrollon's POV, somewhat.
Short summary on each!
Idea one: Scroll goes out at night to catch an unsuspecting addison, drags them back to his bakery, scraps them, preps and eats them. Pretty self-explanatory, haha.
The idea here though would be that you get to hear him think, plan methodically, ramble about his addi biology knowledge and see him cook! There would have been a recipe section with a list of ingredients, and the reader would be able to follow the whole baking process! The descriptions would be really appealing :)
And when it came to finally eating his bake, the reader would also be able to catch that glimpse of feeling he's been wanting to experience this entire time. Just this super short sense of... euphoria? This THING he keeps trying to reach and can almost grasp but it disappears JUST as he thinks he's finally getting it. Oh well, there's always next time.
This fic would be very descriptive :>
Pros and cons of this idea:
Pros: Someone gets fully scrapped, death cool. Cutesy baking scene with an eerie atmosphere.
Cons: Kinda short? No Cinna :(
Idea two: This one is admittedly a bit more vague for me, but it would follow Scrollon's thoughts during Cinna's disappearance right after he thought he killed her. And some other branching-out thoughts of consecuences if his actions are brought to light, what his next move should be, etc etc. I'm a firm believer that Scrollon planned to kill two birds with one stone by killing Cinna, to both have another addison in his stash for later and also to try throw off suspicion over his department in a 'oh dear! our darling cinna has gone missing too! who could be doing this, I hope everyone gets found soon!' Kind of way, yknow? And it would be really interesting to just have him think while he idly bakes about what he should do now and how to keep things in control.
So anyways Cinna escapes, many thoughts occur, something something about keeping her missing arm as a reminder that she's out there. But then Scrollon finds out Cinna is BACK and she's ALSO eating people and she has a CREW, and so he's kind of irritated, more thoughts, tasteless simulacrum reference.
Things get more vauge as I go, but the idea is that at the end, he finds out that Cinna is out to get him, and that... makes him uneasy.
Pros: Okay so I'm gonna go on a little side-tangent here. So you know that one buks art of Scroll and Everette cuddling and Scroll wonders "Am I prey..." "No..." "I'm poison :3" (which. Btw. Super cool way to see how he interprets love. Or whatever closest he feels to love.) I love that. Because it's a little glimpse of how he sees things, and I think it applies well to the 'takes metaphors literally' thing. Well there would have been more of that in this iteration of the fic, and would have had heavier predator vs. prey theming. At the beginning there would be some stuff along the lines of "Scrollon is predator, Cinnemon is prey." And it would turn around on him in the end with something along the lines of "Cinna has a pack. Cinna hunts. Cinnemon is *predator.*" and a pause, "Scrollon is prey." And you'd just get a little dread... at the very least you'd get the sense that Scrollon has to be very cautious, and careful about what he should do next.
Side-tangent over, this whole thing is the pro. OH and Cinna. Cinna is always a pro.
Cons: Still vague imo? No real scrapping scene... no fun baking a Man scene... :(
Both ideas had stuff I wanted to incorporate, so looking back at both, I think I'd combine them, honestly. It would be something like Cinna disappears -> Scrollon kills, bakes and eats a man -> Scroll finds out about the Rainbow Café (I REMEMBERED THE NAME WOOO) and ofc in between all of that, we'd get all that juicy character exploration mainly on Scrollon :)
I hope none of that was confusing and made Complete Sense my brain is now Air
Anyways if I remember something else about this I'll rb with the additional info, but I think that's it! I wish I got to develop this a little more before the motivation went away, but ey, what can ya do!
(@emiplayzmc @jevajoy tagging ya both cause you two really like the scrollman and I thought you might like this/get something out of it, as small/vauge as it is :3)
#deltarune#pink addison#bush rambles#if anyone wants to steal any of this for literally anything feel free to do so#just credit me.. and if you can! tag me!#the spacing on tumblr is so weird aaaa
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T Ch.2 NMR
Pairing: Puma Hybrid!Niki × Black panther hybrid black!Fem reader
Genre: angst, fluff, crack; strangers to friends to lovers au
Ch. Warnings: aggressive behavior, hostility, sibling beef, cursing , mentions of injuries
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next chapter. Previous chapter.
“So how was your first day?” Yn’s dad ask looking at her from the rear view mirror
“It was okay” she says flatly looking out the window
“Doesn’t sound like it was okay” he says frowning
“She’s mad I called shot gun and embarrassed her in front of her boyfriend” her brother says laughing causing her to scoff
“Boyfriend?!?!” Her dad says
“Kameron shut the hell up. Nobody cares about the front seat. And he isn’t my boyfriend I hardly even know him” she says rolling her eyes again
“You shut the hell up! Bitter ass” he says turning around in his seat to look Yn up and down
“Nobody’s bitter just leave me the fuck alone” Yn says shaking her head
“Stop all that cursing! Damn! Why can’t you guys just get along?” Her dad asks parking the car as they pull up to the house
“She makes it really hard to get along with her” Kameron says rolling his eyes
“Trust I don’t want to get along with you either. Even being in the same fucking car as you is suffocating” Yn says getting out the car before her dad or brother could respond
Her dad sighs as she slams the door extra hard marching up to the front door also slamming that.
“What’s the issue between you and your sister? You two use to be attached at the hip” Their dad says making the boy shrug
“People change and they drift apart. Me and Yn just don’t mix anymore” he says shrugging
“How can you say that she’s your sister” the man asks lightly hitting the sterling wheel
It was quiet before Kameron shrugged making his father sigh
“Gon get, I have to get back to work” the man says
“Alright bye dad” Kameron says getting out the car
“Soooo how was school?” Niki’s mom asks with a smile
“It was actually pretty good! I guess you could say I have to new friends” Niki says throwing his bookbag on the ground
“How many times has mom told you not to throw your things down?” Nikis sister asks
“Too many too count” Niki says plopping down at the island
“If Hana comes in and trip over your stuff again you know she’s gonna be pissed” emi says giggling
“So what’s the name of your friends?” Niki’s mom asks
“Jungwon and Yn”.
“Yn sounds like a girl” emi says smirking
“Yn is a girl” Niki says making his sister and mother ouuuu at him
“Stop! Why’re y’all doing that!?” He asks
“Is she your girlfriend?” Emi asks nudging him
“Emi no! Stop it! We just met today!” He says pushing her back
“What does she look like?” His mom asks
“Uh she’s almost tall as me, she has brown eyes oh! And she’s a panther” Niki says
“Ouuu a panther? Your made for each other” emi says making kissey faces and noise making Niki blush
“Emi quit it!” He mumbles making his mom laugh
“Ow! Niki!! I’m gonna kick your ass!” Hana shouts causing Niki to jump down from his seat at the island
“Uh oh” he says running up the stairs
“Run Niki run!” Emi shouts as Hana runs past her to get to Niki.
She wasn’t fast enough because Niki was able to make it to his room, slamming the door and locking it.
“Ugh! You still have to come out at some point! I’ll get you then!” She says kicking the door
Niki giggles as he hears his mom yell at her for kicking the door. He takes his phone out his pocket jumping onto his bed.
Opening the instagram app, just scrolling through the notifications. He had gained a few new followers from school(only 6). As he was scrolling he came across the “people you may know” section and spotted what looked like Yn.
“Lmao.yn” Niki mumbles to himself
He clicks onto the profile opening it up to see at least 4 pictures of yn. His eyes widen at the amount of followers she had
“2589 followers?! Whoa” he says remembering his 728 followers
Scrolling back to the top of the page, he bites down on his lip debating if he should press the follow button or not.
The intrusive thoughts won and he pressed the button. When he realized what he did, he turned the phone off throwing it down on and jumping up from his bed.
He his over to his desk and starts on his homework. About 20 minutes later his phone went off. He looks over his shoulder at the phone debating if he should check it or not.
After debating for 5 minutes he got up and checked
“Lmao.yn has followed you.”
Niki smiles before putting his phone on the charger and going back to his homework.
He’s definitely going to like highschool.
The next day…
Yn woke up with the same throbbing in her ear and she was only blaming Kameron. She groans going to the bathroom too look at her ear in the mirror.
It looked a little limp and red. She groans running her hands down her face
“Hurry up and get out the bathroom rat!” Kameron says knocking on the door
“Go use mom and dads bathroom I just got in here” Yn shouts
“Your taking too long! It’s my bathroom too!” He shouts
The bathroom had to doors which led to both of their rooms but Yn didn’t feel like sharing this morning so she locked the doors on both sides.
“Yn unlock the door!” She hear her dad shout. She decided to ignore him and continue to do her morning routine. When she was done she unlocked the door to her brothers room and he instantly snatches it open pushing Yn almost making her fall
“Get out” he says turning on the shower
She didn’t feel like arguing so that’s exactly what she did. She went into her room and got dressed and ready.
Grabbing her bookbag and phone she heads downstairs
“Dad have you seen my watch-oh thank you” she says as the man hands her the Apple Watch
“Yn why did you lock your brother out the bathroom? That’s his bathroom too” her mother asks causing her to roll her eyes
“We literally have two other bathrooms tell him stop crying” Yn says grabbing the plate of toast
“Tell her stop being a bitch” Kameron says coming down the stairs
“Boy watch yo mouth, don’t call your sister the B word” her dad says glaring at the boy
“I don’t feel like dealing with this rivalry shit this morning- Yn what’s wrong with your ear?” Her mother asks
“Kameron pulled at it” Yn mumbles
“She started it! She pulled at my tail!” Kameron says
“Now your hurting each other? Just get out! Go to school” their mom says sighing
Kameron shrugs taking his toast going to the car.
“You guys need to work things out” her dad says grabbing his keys and brief case
“It’s too late he hates me” Yn says walking out the door
“Now why would she say that!” Her mom says in disbelief
“She’s angry and you know how she gets when she’s upset” the man says kissing his wife before bidding her goodbye
The ride to school was silent. Nobody talked about what was said this morning it’s was silent. When they pulled up to the school Kameron was the first to jump out and run to his friends.
“Your moms picking you two up, I have to stay at the firm late” he says making Yn nod
“Okay. Love you dad” she says getting out
“Yn!” Her dad shouts causing her too turn around
“Try and have a good day” he says Making the girl nod
Yn turns around looking over at all the different cliques. Her brother and the delinquents. The athletes. The robotics kids. The popular kids.
She didn’t have a clique. Her only friend didn’t even attend this school. She sighs walking slowly to the school.
“Yn!! Ynie!!”
Yn looks up seeing Niki running over to her with a big smile
“Hey Ynie!” He says out of breath from running
“Hi Riki” Yn says smiling back.
Just niki smiling made her morning a whole lot better.
A/N: This was WAAAAY over due but I’m kinda liking the Niki story line now that I have idea
Also this was not proof read so sorry for any mistakes🧍🏽♀️
NB! Chapter 2 will be posted on @brownsugarbaybee ‘s blog! So follow her and the tag #HYBED HYBRID SERIES, to stay caught up.
#ambw fic#black reader#ambw#black girls are beautiful#black reader insert#kpop poc#kpop#x black reader#x black!reader#kpop imagines#enhypen#enhypen x black reader#enhypen x female reader#enhypen niki#black yn#black kpop fans#blackyn#hybrid!niki#hybed hybrids series#hybrid!enhypen
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*CONTAINS SLIGHT SPOILER. DONT READ IF YOU ARENT UP TO DATE ON THE RECEBT COMIC PAGES!!!!*
While I’m on the topic of ghost eyes (again) I want to share a few of my own opinions on the ship of Emilio and Tobias.
First off, some won’t agree and that is okay. If you feel differently or have a different view point, I’m okay with that! Again it’s a c.o.m.i.c. I’d also love to hear your guys views.
So, let me just get this out: I don’t think Emilio and Tobias would ever be a good couple. I imagine Emilio thinks Tobias is what he wants but in reality I think things will shift and Tobias will become the stalker/obsessive person. Maybe even to Emi’s discomfort. I feel like Emilio would take advantage of Tobias’ lack of knowledge in healthy relationships to Benefit Emilio himself, then finds out he bit off more than he can chew and regrets it. This is because of the RECENT released pages of the comic. It came off as Tobias was going to do anything to make Rudy forgive him. *he has to*
Now, I ALSO think Emilio himself has a huge lack in knowledge of healthy relationships. Can we all agree he is smart though? Like, I feel he would have an idea of what to do and what not to do…
Ultimately I think if they end up together cannonly that it would be out of codependency and not actual love. The fear of being alone would keep them together. And maybe even they both manipulate each other and become obsessed with the other person. I just feel like it would be a relationship built on everything a relationship should not be built on.
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Not Today Mister - Chapter 11
Aizawa x Reader
Warnings: Cursing and threats
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Hizashi was not entirely sure you were his type. In fact, Aizawa has only dated two people in his entire life. Only two. And Hizashi knows both of them. One was back in high school, and it was a mutual friend. It didn’t last long due to unfortunate events.
Hizashi pushed the thought aside, not wanting to be reminded of that far into the past.
The other person Aizawa has dated was a girl a few years ago, about the time his career as an underground hero was starting to pick up. They had to break it off because he chose his career over her. Hizashi remembered this with a grimace, thinking back to how they argued in front of him all the time. They weren’t good for each other.
Both of those people were very different from each other.
And you were very different compared to those people.
Now, he had to figure out how to get Aizawa and you together, because it was true, Aizawa needs some pussy in his life.
Hizashi knows this because of a night out with him and Nemuri and getting Aizawa very drunk for him to confess such dark things in his life.
And there is simply no one else interesting in Aizawa that he knows of. Even Emi, who always tries to flirt with Aizawa is not really interested in him. She’s only interested in making jokes about him, which Hizashi thought was a bit funny.
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When you got to your floor after your talk with Hizashi, you crashed onto the bed. You blew out a sigh and rolled over, feeling absolutely exhausted emotionally. You weren’t ready to have someone tell you they knew you had a crush! It took a lot of energy out of you.
So, what if Aizawa likes you? Or at least you’re his type?
Should you really care about it, when your end goal is to go on your dream vacation?
You grounded your teeth together in nervousness and anxiety, you couldn’t believe it. It left a bad feeling in your stomach, thinking that he can like you back. This hasn’t happened before at all in your life.
You weren’t going to be dumb and act like he doesn’t like you, right? You still needed to complete your goal and by doing that you had to avoid Aizawa like he was the plague. Even if he likes you too. Even if you’re his type.
“Fuck me,” You moaned in anger.
You had to talk to your best friend. You quickly picked up your phone and called her. As it rung, you put it on speaker and laid the phone across your stomach as you stared up at the ceiling. Once you heard her pick up, you instantly spoke up.
“Ayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” You sung out in a sad tone. Silence was answered and you sung her name again, “Please answer meeeee,” You sung, this time hearing her chuckle over the line. You really needed to talk to her and to get her opinion on this thing that’s happening.
“Please never do that again.” She giggled, but followed with, “Are you alright?”
You sighed as you responded, “Not really. Some shit happened.”
“What happened?” Her tone showed her concern.
“Present Mic is Aizawa’s best friend, and he knows everything now! I don’t know what he’s planning or if he’s going to tell Aizawa that I like him but he’s going along with the plan and everything oh no, why did I even tell him the plan? Aya, I feel so dumb. Am I dumb?” You rambled, telling her everything that happened.
“Oh god, Hizashi?” She groaned over the phone.
“Yeah, that guy. He called me Hulk too. I don’t know whether to like him or hate him.” You responded, gazing down at the phone.
“I know him, he’s… an okay guy. Honest guy, just so loud.” She replied and you bit your lip.
“So, I should trust him?” You asked, feeling anxious still.
When she answered, “Yeah, you can. I’ll talk to him too, don’t worry.” You felt relief flow through you.
“Thank you so much.” You sighed. “So, I don’t need to be worried? Even though Hizashi said that I’m Aizawa’s type?”
“You are what?!” Aya screamed back over the line, and you laughed slightly at it.
“That’s how I kinda felt at first. But I’m getting over it now… sort of.” You trailed off, as Aya hummed back.
“Okay, okay, this is a new development. So, date him.” Aya deadpanned.
“Excuse you?” You let out, confused.
“Date. The. Man. Nothing is stopping you now.” She said, and then you heard a pound of something on the line. She had slammed her hands on the table.
“I still want to go on my dream vacation! I don’t want to get fired for dating a coworker or be heartbroken on vacation.” You answer back, feeling frustrated.
“Ooh, right. Seems like you’re stuck.” Aya replied with a sigh, then continued, “I’m sorry, sweetie.”
You groaned silently and rolled around to push your face into a pillow, then screamed loudly into it. Aya, on the other line, heard and silently nodded, feeling bad.
“There should be something to do!” You spoke after a few moments.
“Like what?” She asked, and you huffed.
“I have no idea.”
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After you and Aya were done talking on the phone, Aya made a few calls to find Present Mic’s contact information. After getting his phone number, she sighed before dialing the number.
“Hello?” His voice rang out in a sing-song tone causing Aya to remember her last conversation. She rolled her eyes at his voice though, irritated already.
“Hizashi.” She grounded out.
“Uh, who is this?” He seemed confused but she didn’t care.
“I’m going to kill you if you hurt Y/n. If you dare even call her the Hulk again, I will fucking cut your fingers off one by one before stuffing it down your ugly ass throat.” She threatened, her voice serious.
“…Who is this again?”
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