#I've mostly been putting this off because of school so if you're wondering why I haven't posted mod letters in months that's why
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Dear Gumshoe-letty-fan,
Chief Mod Edgeworth: Agreed. Klavier got the short end of the stick when it came to his character. Though, he’s not the only one. Franziska also lost her father to prison and has to carry a damaged reputation because of it. If we were to go by location, which is in Japan, there’d have been great shame upon the von Karma’s to the point where Franziska would only be seen as the daughter of a criminal. Thankfully, she did develop from that, but I believe there is a huge character arc missing from Franziska and one I think a lot of fans wish to see.
Though the one I’d have to choose that had the saddest things happen to him or her, it would be Maya. She’s lost her sister, then was arrested for it. That’s got to be traumatic for her. I don’t know what I’d do if I lost my sister and found myself convicted for her murder in one day, let alone five minutes. I mean the girl was so traumatized that she fainted and Phoenix had to carry her to the couch. Then, to find herself arrested because her name was on the receipt her sister supposedly wrote? It doesn’t even end there. A year later, Maya gets arrested again because her Aunt wants to get rid of her to make way for Pearl to be the new Master. Morgan Fey had raised Maya throughout most of her childhood. To find out that someone who is supposedly a second mother to you wants you arrested and possibly dead has to be one of the most dreadful things to swallow, not to mention a serious betrayal. And, just when you think it couldn’t get any worse for Maya, her Aunt makes a pact with her daughter Dahlia WHILE IN PRISON to set up a plan to trick Pearl into channeling Dahlia to kill Maya. Not only is that traumatizing for Pearl, but that is an extra burden on Maya from her end. That’s not counting her mother being killed because she was channeling the very person that was trying to kill her and her sister’s fiancé had to step in to save her. This is just the trilogy. I haven’t even got to the Inmee’s and that whole debacle.
To this day, I do not know how Maya could move on from that. Most people would be suicidal at this point. Yet, she’s able to pick herself back up and move on. I’m convinced Phoenix and Pearl are the reason, but I cannot understand how Maya can go through all that shit without developing some form of PTSD or Depression. It’s one thing to think you killed your parent, but to have your own family try to murder you is another kind of trauma I would not wish on my worst enemy. If I had to choose between Edgeworth’s and Maya’s backstory for anyone, I’d choose Edgeworth’s because he at least can move on knowing he didn’t kill his father and that his mentor is a bitch. I’d like to ask anyone how they’d be able to move on from knowing their secondary mother and Aunt tried to kill them over a leadership position? Edgeworth barely was able to move on from DL-6. How Maya was able to move on from all this shit is a godsend.
Co-Mod: That’s a tough one, but for me, I’d say it’s a tossup between Maya and Athena. Both of them lost their mothers and were apparently abandoned by their fathers, but unlike Maya, Athena had to actually see it happen during her childhood (and it sure wasn’t a pretty sight), which was so traumatic for her that she didn’t even remember most of it until years later when she had to confront it in order to prove her innocence, and she even had to face the possibility that it might have been her who committed the murder on top of that. To not only come out of that okay, but to have a constant can-do attitude afterward is nothing short of an incredible feat.
A close second would be Simon Keyes, who developed trust issues at a young age and came to believe that even the law was against him. As cruel as he became, he was someone in need of saving, as Edgeworth pointed out, and that rescue didn’t come until the very end. Better than nothing, but it’s still hard for me not to feel for him, or for anyone with that level of mistrust.
Dear Charicla,
Chief Mod Edgeworth: I’ve never used it, so I wouldn’t know.
In any case, I’ve already decided to delete any letters that look or read like what that troll had been putting out. Even now, they’re trying to sneak in letters from Hotti under different Anonymous names. Thankfully, it’s easy to know which is them, because of their writing style alone.
(Referenced Link)
Dear Anonymous,
Chief Mod Edgeworth: We never get to the letters in the inbox for a month or a few weeks. Either way, it seems you guys didn’t need our help for Shoe and Wagahai to win against the Baron.
(I’d have voted for both to be honest. I love The Cat Returns.)
Dear Anonymous,
Chief Mod Edgeworth: Clay Terran. Apollo kept mentioning him throughout Duel Destinies and we never get to see him. I think we should have seen Clay instead of just being told of his existence by Apollo.
Co-Mod: Cindy Stone comes to mind. I’m not a big fan of models, but it’d be nice to know why she had a soft spot for Larry despite having so many other men who admired her.
Dear Charicla,
Chief Mod Edgeworth: I’ve never used the block tags on here, so I don’t know what to do about that. As I have said before, the Hotti letters from that troll are gone now, so it shouldn’t be a problem anymore.
(Referenced Letter)
Dear Anonymous,
Chief Mod Edgeworth: Yes and no. The Squid Game letters were going around at the time and I couldn’t come up with better ideas for Gant’s response.
(Referenced Letter)
Dear Pun,
Chief Mod Edgeworth: I wasn’t a mod at the time. I’m assuming this is from Co-Mod. If it is, he’ll answer below. Either way, your words are appreciated.
Co-Mod: Yep, that was me.
I probably wouldn’t have noticed it myself if you hadn’t pointed it out. It’s always fun discovering things you didn’t notice before like that, so I’m glad I was able to create that moment for you.
Dear Anonymous,
Chief Mod Edgeworth: Honestly, all of them. I did mention in your previous letter about not telling the same joke more than three times. This is one example of how it could be done if you were to break that rule. The reason it works is because you’re using the same joke to multiple people, each one of them being different from the other.
If you really want to start doing letters again, I’d start by either STOP making Hotti letters altogether or writing letters that do not involve Hotti. Take a lesson from Dawsongfg. If you want to write letters again, stop writing the very letters that got you blacklisted in the first place.
Co-Mod: Do old ones count? If so, I’d probably go with this one.
Dear Rogertheegg,
Chief Mod Edgeworth: To be honest, I’m not sure. However, someone on here did create an OC that is close to an ideal Prosecutor for Athena. The only thing I remember is that her name was Steele. I loved her design and how she has that Old World/by-the-books mentality that opposes Athena’s New World/technological views. It’s an interesting idea and something I feel we need more of in Ace Attorney: Prosecutors that aren’t assholes and just have a different perspective on things. Sure, we had Klavier, but it’s clear he was only there to represent a reflection of his brother, who was the asshole villain.
This is why I’m excited about having Kazuma being a Prosecutor because this means the third game of TGAA will give us a Prosecutor that isn’t an asshole. I think Kazuma would do better as a Prosecutor that isn’t an asshole (the unlikable kind anyways) and is just a Prosecutor with a different set of views. The last case gave us an idea of what that would look like. Just get rid of the revenge thing and you have a Prosecutor who’s stubborn with his views and how he views a crime scene that would be an excellent opponent to Ryunosuke with an overarching conflict that would flow well with it.
Co-Mod: Simple -- use Franziska’s sister (or her niece if she’s a prosecutor by now, which wouldn’t be surprising). In the words of Phoenix, it’s scary when women fight, and who wouldn’t want to see women like them in a face-to-face courtroom brawl? I don’t even know what Franziska’s sister or niece are like, but I’m still willing to bet it’d be pretty epic.
Chief Mod Edgeworth: Why does every von Karma have to be a Prosecutor? Can’t we have female prosecutors that are original?
Dear Anonymous,
Chief Mod Edgeworth: I think your letters with Phoenix acting stupid are great examples of this. The reason your letters with Phoenix acting stupid work is because he often does this. Granted, there’s context behind it, but it’s because he’s done this before that even Edgeworth can believe those letters are from Phoenix, even if it makes him OOC or more stupid than he normally is. That’s usually the key: it has to be something other characters could believe the character you’re writing would say/do. I will give you one example by using another character known for doing stupid stuff: Dick Gumshoe.
Dear Mr. Edgeworth,
Man, that Wright character ain’t never gonna win this one for sure. The man I just arrested was the only one found next to the victim inside the bathroom. Sure, the fingerprints don’t match the weapon, but he probably wiped it off or something. It couldn’t have been anyone else but him. Let’s see Mr. Wright try to beat us this time!
- Detective Gumshoe
Now, while this one does put Gumshoe OOC for arresting someone, knowing the fingerprints don’t match the gun, it is like his character to arrest someone because their name is on the back of the receipt. He also sees Phoenix as an opponent and someone to prove that he’s a good Detective, given how many times he gets his salary cut. You could have him arrest Oldbag because she lost her temper and it would work. Then, you have this:
Dear Mr. Edgeworth,
I just arrested Mr. Wright. I always knew that guy was up to no good! You can count that we’ll get that guy in prison in no time!
- Detective Gumshoe
Not only is this OOC of Gumshoe, but this is not the kind of man he is. He’s not someone who arrests or finds joy in arresting anyone he considers a friend. Hell, he couldn’t even think straight when he had to testify to his crush being a murderer TWICE. He demanded Phoenix to defend Edgeworth the moment he was arrested and he defended Kay when she was accused of murder while amnesic. He might be reckless when arresting someone, but when he has to arrest a friend, he’s going to investigate and find anything he can find to prove his friend didn’t do it. If he has to testify to his findings that point to his friend being the killer, he’s going to be sadder than Ema Skye eating snackoos.
That’s what you do right with Phoenix. Yes, you’re having him point to everyone being the killer except the killer, but it’s closer to the kind of person he is. He does tend to do that under pressure. You also make sure that he’s not pointing to every character in the games and only points to those who testified in court (like he’s not pointing to Larry and Maya when neither of them testified. I don’t even think you had him accuse Ema since she kinda was in the middle of the trial and Phoenix pulling that stunt would make him seem less stupid and more cruel). Does this help?
-The Mods
#Most Post#Chief Mod Edgeworth#Co Mod#gumshoe-letty-fan#charicla#rogertheegg#Ace Attorney#Mod Commentary#I've mostly been putting this off because of school so if you're wondering why I haven't posted mod letters in months that's why
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Ten Under-Recognized Jirai Kei Characters!
Ive been meaning to make a post on some jirai kei characters that i think are underappreciated by the overseas landmine community! Mostly i think its bc they don't wear girly kei, cybercore, or other fashions associated with us on SNS, and bc their media came out before 2020. So ive compiled a list and an explanation for why i think they're jirai! I have another list for pien kei characters who arent jirai in my opinion too. If u have any characters u think the western jirai comm sleeps on, comment/reblog and tell me who & why!
1. Celestia Ludenberg
Celestia (Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc) has screamed landmine to me for like, ever! She's wrapped up in her appearance and at first glance makes the effort to come off as regal and formal. But she frequently lets that disguise slip and shows her sadistic side at the slightest inconvenience, threatening violence and screaming in peoples faces. She's got both a superiority complex AND inferiority complex, and has an unhealthy obsession with gambling, her super high school level talent.
2. Nijimin Anazawa
Nijimin (Mahou Shoujo Site) is super popular in the japanese jirai comm, and its easy to see why. She's easily lovestruck and a borderline yandere (dependent type), murderous and hellbent on revenge, and her magical power literally revolves around manipulating others. She's a beloved idol and a symbol of cuteness, but she's a murderous magical girl? How much more jirai can you get!
3. Mayoi Ayase
Mayoi (Ensemble Stars) is a very interesting character! From his obsession with the occult to his self depreciating behavior to his obsessive and stalkerish tendencies, he's an overall offputting yet charming guy. As an idol, he has fans who have a totally different image of him than the creep (affectionate) he can be at times behind the scenes. Also, not to stereotype, but his favorite sanrio character is kuromi, whos super popular within jirai.
4. Yuri
Yuri (Dokidoki Literature Club) being a landmine seems a little self-explanatory to me. She's a yandere character who's probably the most unassuming of the cast at first. She's shy, smart, kind... and a self-harming yandere with a knife fetish who will literally kill herself if you get involved romantically or reject her.
5. Yoosung
Wow, when's the last time I thought about Mystic Messanger? No idea, but Yoosung feels pretty jirai kei to me in retrospect. In the beginning of the game, hes the adorkable self-conscious junior with an unhealthy online addiction. But, by the end, he's a self-harming yandere who refuses to let the player character go, and is willing to do whatever it takes to secure a happily ever after.
6. Kusokawa-chan
While I have an immeasurable hatred for her creator, Kusokawa-chan (Menhera-chan spin-off 4komas) is a comfort character of mine... for some reason. With a name that means "kawaii trash", her personality is probably predictable. She's human trash, a sadistic asshole with no respect for others who will insult and berate you at the drop of a hat, and turn on a dime on her fans. She tries to cover it up by putting on an exaggerated innocent act and kawaii-fying herself and her life, but she just cant stop herself from exploding on others with no remorse.
7. Azusa Mukami
Admittedly, everything I know about Diabolik Lovers is through its fandom as I've yet to cave and buy the games. But from what little I know, Azusa seems pretty jirai. He seems innocent, fragile even- but has the typical amount of yandere tendencies for the series. He has a self harm addiction, and if you peruse his route you're in for a toxic time.
8. Satou Matsuzaka
This might be cheating because she's so popular on yandere tumblr, but Satou Matsuzaka (Happy Sugar Life) is ultra jirai kei. It's no wonder she's such a popular choice of pfp on japanese jiraitwt! She's obsessed with living out a fantasy saccarine-sweet life with the object of her desire, and given her full-blown yandere nature and her lolicon status, its no doubt shes a toxic partner. She's beloved at her school and workplace for her seemingly sweet nature and cute looks, but her kindness is only for the purposes of manipulation.
9. Kosame Amagai
Again, I'm no expert on Diabolik Lovers! But based on what my friends on yandereblr tell me, this guy is definately a jirai danshi. He's a lover of all things cute, who uses his cute shota-like appearance and polite manner of speech to lure others in. In reality, hes an abusive partner in his route, and takes his anger out on others verbally. He's willing to cry, scream, and threaten over the smallest of transgressions. Of course, he's also a yandere as per series standard.
10. Momonga
Okay so this is only half-serious, but there's a reason Momonga (Chiikawa) is so beloved by jirai girls and often depicted fitting the visual jirai stereotype in fanart. She's ultra cute! But she uses her appearance and acting vulnerable and innocent to try to get away with shithead behavior. She's loud, erratic, and self-obsessed, and often cries when she doesn't get her way. She's obviously the worlds cutest little manipulator, and she knows it.
I hope you enjoyed this list! There's a list for non-landmine pien kei characters coming soon, so feel free to send me asks with recommendations! And feel free to add on to this list in reblogs and comments!
#my post#pien kei#pien#地雷女#yanblr#jirai kei#danagnronpa#chiikawa#diabolik lovers#happy sugar life#yandere#landmine girl#landmine boy#jirai onna#jirai danshi#jiraiblr#tw age gap#tw lolicon#tw abuse#tw sh#tw murder#magical girl site#animanga#landmine kei#irl yandere
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So I've been replaying "Unpacking" again, and I feel like writing down my thoughts on the game, but mostly about what I like to call the "Boyfriend level". There will be spoilers for the game in this, so I will continue below the cut, and please play this game if you have the chance.
Okay, so, as many of you know, Unpacking is about you taking on the role of a girl growing up and moving house throughout her life, unpacking her belongings and filling the new space with them. And as you go, you learn more and more about our MC. Starting with her childhood bedroom, then her going to college to study illustration, and then her moving in with her roommates, who are all nerds just like her.
And then, we get to the infamous boyfriend. And even playing this for the first time, the space felt... off. Before, our MC lived in places that were filled with personal touches, colours and trinkets. The BF's place is mostly grey, hyper-modern. Of course, there are personal touches, and hints at his hobbies, like the coffee-making supplies and the collection of videogames. But it feels.. off. The things that our MC brings to this house clash with the obvious aesthetic this guy has.
Now, aesthetics aside, there is something else that made me feel frustrated and a little uncomfortable about this level. Something that many people who played this game probably noticed too, and something very familiar to those of us who date cishet men.
This man hasn't even made space for you in the house.
Like yeah, sure, there is enough room for you to put your stuff away, but many things are placed in such a way that you're forced to move things aside to make space. Like the drawers in the bedroom. Lord almighty, the drawers. Underwear and socks are strewn around inside, forcing you to rearrange it so you can put your own damn stuff in. You even need to move his clothes and damn SLIPPERS in order to put everything away neatly.
Same as the kitchen. Dude, you have more than enough cabinet space, use it?? Put your coffee supplies in one place, not all around the kitchen, and why the fuck are you using a whole drawer for two tools??
It is frustratingly familiar, mostly because the game is about you doing all the unpacking and rearranging yourself. You are already cleaning up after this man, and you haven't even fully moved in yet.
On top of that, while moving in of course means you'll have to put many of your belongings amongst his, you can't even hang up your diploma in a proper place. I mean, yeah, with the "place objects everywhere" option you could hang it in the bathroom, but you should be able to at least hang something you're proud of in the living space or the bedroom. Your drawing supplies need to be tucked away too, or lost in his things.
No wonder this girl moves back out not even two years later.
And the "moving back in with your parents" level is just.. heartbreaking. The music is sad, and you can feel the depression just oozing from this level. The photo of the boyfriend and MC has to either be hidden away or pinned to the corkboard with one pin through his face.
Luckily, the next level where she gets her very own apartment fills me with joy. Finally, there is a space you can fully embrace as your own, not a student flat you can't permanently stay in, or a place you share with others. Every room is yours to make your own, especially the studio.
And then, the girlfriend moves in.
And it's so different from when the MC moved in with her boyfriend. She's made space for her new partner, made room in the closet, and space on the bookshelves. And instead of clashing, the gf's things complement the home and tell who she is.
She graduated from some type of film school. She adores plants and cares for them a lot. She's Southern or Eastern Asian, or even a mix of both, judging from the dragon statue, the spices, and the cute tiger plush she clearly got to compliment the little piglet, either as a gift or something she got herself. There are books and a beautiful blanket in the moving boxes, and she just feels... safe.
Where I could picture the MC tiptoeing around the boyfriend's aesthetic, doing all of this unpacking by herself, the girlfriend feels like she's unpacking with us, bringing warmth and non-judgement along, making the apartment a home.
And what an ending. An actual house where both of them can be happy, where they can be who they want to be, and where their bundle of joy will be raised with love.
I love this game so much.
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Small tidbits about my Still Into You 2ha animatic
Coz it's April, exactly one year from now was when I started completing it and I'm in the mood now. + I don't think I made a proper one + it won the twitter poll
Check it out if you're interested... or not! I just want to dump my thoughts and fun facts that I thought of while making this.
To preface this, check them out if you haven't seen it yet: (Still Into You & Please Don't Leave Me)
If you've been hanging around my blog for a while, it's kinda evident that I did post a promo post for Still Into You back in January 2023. And that first part does have an in-depth explanation about what it covers (which is from the start to the first chorus).
If you're wondering why: TL;DR I can't work on An Act of Kindness coz I was back home from school for vacation and I thought of the idea during a trip.
Anyway, I ramble. Time to get to the actual discussion.
(spoilers!!) The Actual Discussion
Making the rest of Still Into You, unlike Mo Ran's feelings for CWN, was actually just straightforward. I already knew that it'd cover the rest of the book, given that I intentionally focused heavily on book 1 while making part 1.
Like part 1, part 2 was that type of animatic that just naturally flowed during the storyboarding and rough sketch process. The whole animatic is divided into three phases which covers the following: Book 1, Book 2 and 3, and lastly the Epilogue.
Book 1 I've already discussed in an earlier post here but I did find this interesting tidbit I wrote to my cousin:
Anyways the discussion:
Yeah I really wish I have a funny image to put here. I'm really enjoying looking back at my stuff and seeing my initial plans though.
Order at which I made each part.
One thing of note (and actually a common oversight I experience while doing storyboards coz I don't do timings) was that I storyboarded the frames when the vocals started and forgot the timings in between.
So I kinda had to fill the parts between part 1 and 2 last-ish? (don't really remember the proper timings).
Oh, oh! And another fun fact:
Still Into You Part 2 (Rough Draft)
Part 2 was initially done on my tablet in CSP so there's a whole different and rougher version of it. (pls lower the volume if you're wearing earphones)
Funnily enough, this took me like one sitting to finish and a whole lot of sessions to clean up. I do like this process though given that, around the time I drew this, I started leaning heavily into animation and prioritizing getting my thoughts across without care for cleanliness. (Something I felt held me back too much while making Please Don't Leave Me).
In fact, there are some obvious frames that I didn't really bother polishing up (mostly because they're too hard for me or they just flash by quickly). A glaring example is this frame from the third part:
Another fun fact about the scene where TXJ shows CWN the plant he's been raising is it's actually inspired off of a doodle I made for someone in the Two Lifetimes CSE back in April 16 2023.
I just really think that it's super adorable for them. Mo Ran in the the epilogue section alternates between TXJ and 2.0.
Aside from the plant, TXJ also appears in this frame which is inspired from one of the extras. Another silly intentional decision I did is to have him pour alcohol onto a cup and drink from the bottle.
Meanwhile 2.0 appears here:
The one on the left is also from (you guessed it) an extra! It's based from an offhand mention that CWN makes in one of them. (Let me know what your guesses are haha)
I kinda just jumped into the 3rd half of the song, huh? I hope my ramblings aren't too much! I just wanna let it flow naturally.
Returning to the topic of the storyboard, I really only had a rough idea of what I wanted for the 3rd half. The references to the extras and even Goutou's appearance just came when I was already putting it into frame. Like, this was what I initially had in mind for the 2nd chorus to the end.
I think one of the notable differences is that I initially planned on doing the half MR half CWN screen transition the same way i did with chorus 1 and 2 but decided against it. In retrospect, I think it fits a lot because both aren't divided anymore.
Something about the second verse + chorus of the song
Like in chorus 1 and chorus 3, this section of the song takes on a darker tone since it covers book 2 going into book 3. It's a lot to talk about so I'm gonna select a couple that I personally like that's worth mentioning and leave the rest to the viewers to guess.
Also sorry not sorry for those who got spoiled by the animatic lmao.
The confession scene
Another fun fact: The confession scene in Still Into You and Please Don't Leave Me are intentionally connected through the color palette.
It's just that Still Into You takes a dump at how it treats it. Yes, the stick figures are intentional. It adds to the funny and tbh Still Into You really is just a feel good animatic. The comedy also serves as a whiplash to the angst hell that is the chorus 🥰.
(Insert obligatory CWN running at a tree meme here)
My Favorite 2ha Moment
Gotta insert my favorite chapter here (ch 184) which I think is one of 2ha's peaks because it resolves CWN's doubts about MR's feelings all this times.
And I'm just soo glad I could incorporate it in an animatic because it's so important to me.
AND Like, 'yknow, I think it echoes the song very well because guess what MR tells CWN then?
“It has always been you."
That one frame before the chorus
There's like this moment before the second chorus starts where MR tells CWN something. I wanted it to echo ch 207 where MR felt the pressure of having to reveal that he actually is reborn and has memories of his past life.
If this were animated I'd have had MR match the song and tell CWN "I'm still into you".
Anyways, here's the frame before it zooms in. Physically it's still at ch 207, but I wanted the shadows to imply what happens next which is the chorus.
Other Bonus stuff
Ran out of stuff I wanna gush about so Imma talk about cut content.
XM and the MHX twins are supposed to have more frames (I didn't include it because it felt like it had too much energy)
2. Ling'er and the village ranwan visits during farm arc is also supposed to make an appearance
3. I forgot to animate the butterflies
4. I was supposed to polish the sequence at 2:41 - 2:51 at one point.
5. Fuck ow
6. CWN was supposed to glomp MR at the reunion scene
7. You and I
anyways go watch it
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Hiro hamada x spiderman! Reader
Nobody knew reader was spiderman until reader swoops in, in their spidersuit, and saves the main 6 from a villian they couldn't beat. But ends up getting super hurt and having to take their mask off.
That sounds interesting and inspiring! 😃
Hiro Hamada x Spiderman!reader
It was like any other day in a normal human life. I got out of bed, take a quick shower, brush my teeth, pick out my clothes, put on the clothes, grab my necessary items for school and my homework, go downstairs, eat my breakfast my mother prepared for me, kiss my parents' cheeks before i leave to go to Hiro's place.
I do it every single day, it's just the same routine. Until one day...
There was a school field trip to this campus in New York City and mostly it was because Professor Granville didn't want any of us to slack off while she's away so she decided to bring us with her and make us learn about Alchemax with Doctor Octavius being our tour guide.
I got a little bored and was sidetracked with this spider that has a 42 number on its back. I was sorta staring for a few seconds until Doctor Octavius caught my attention away from it and lead us into another room. I didn't even realize the spider escaped its closure. Not did i felt it crawling up my pants and to my hand.
When Doctor Octavius introduced us to one of their latest inventions, i was amazed and wanted to take a picture. That's when i saw the spider. It bit me and i nearly drop my phone from shock. I grab it from the back of my hand and i put it on a table so no one will notice.
Hiro came over to me, i think he saw me when the spider bit my hand. He checked to see what was wrong and I just told him that my hands were just shaking from excitement. He found that amusing and grab my good hand to bring me back to the rest of the group.
Thankfully, that was the end of the tour and we all got home. Me? I was sweating the whole way back so i went straight to my home. A lot of things happened.
I ran really fast like i don't usually do, I can jump really high, i can hear almost everything that's going on, I can even stick to anything. Walls, metal poles, etc. But what made me so shocked is that i can shoot spiderwebs from my wrists. I found that out when i put down my backpack and try to reach for the bathroom.
I decided to experiment on myself and turns out, i have super-strength. I've seen these in the Spider-Man comic books and i didn't think it would happen to me, too. I was so psyched about it but... i didn't tell any of my friends. I was scared that they might report this to professor Granville and have me change back to normal.
But, i wanted to be a hero. Like those Big Hero 6 guys. So, i trained myself in this old, abandoned factory that i can use as my training arena. Of course, i had to put everything together first before i can start.
I've been training myself for 3 months just so i can do everything perfect. Somehow, in the process, i didn't realize that i got myself sorta fit and tough. I even cut my hair a little shorter.
Once i know i'm ready, i started designing my suit while watching the news about the Big Hero 6. Sometimes, i write down the villains and their powers in my notebook that i keep to myself.
And if you're wondering, what about school? Yes, i still go to school and everything went on smoothly. Though, sometimes they ask during the first week about why i'm so happy but i just tell them that the Alchemax field trip made a whole new perspective in my life.
I did everything i could to keep my secret from everyone and it works so well. And now, i'm a new superhero of San Fransokyo. (Hero name)! Heck yeah! I saved a bunch of people, get interviewed by the press, even got my own superhero action figure. Everything went smoothly on my side but with all the homework that started piling up, i couldn't keep up and let everything to the Big Hero 6.
I wasn't aware of what the villains were up to behind my back.
Present time
I'm in Hiro's lab doing my homework per usual but this time he wasn't here or Baymax. I called him and he said he had to help around in the cafe with Baymax before he gets here. I just said, "Take your time." And "Love you." Before we hung up.
When i set down my pen, a notification appear on the screen of my phone while i was watching (Favorite Cartoon Series) and i press it.
"This just in, a group of robot has attacked downtown and with Big Hero 6 on the job- Wait, sorry." The news reporter spoke before he press the earpiece he has on. "Oh! It looks like the Big Hero 6 are down. Take it away, Carol." The screen switches to another news reporter and she's in a helicopter.
"Thank you, Bluff Dunder." Carol said to the microphone in her hand. "It seems like our heroes have been outnumbered by unknown robots and can't seem to find a way out of the corner. Our former lovable mascot, Noodle Burger Boy have gathered robot mascots from all around fast food restaurants into villainy. If only (Hero name) was here to aid them in their battle."
I couldn't believe my ears and immediately i texted Hiro that i needed to get home because my parents called me and change into my spider suit. I grab my things and my clothes into my backpack before i swing out of the campus and drop off my bag at my bedroom window.
I head straight to downtown and... Oh yeah! I can go camouflage mode but right now is not the best time to use it because these are robots we're fighting. They might have heat-signature visions, but it wouldn't hurt to try it out. I landed on the rooftop above the Big Hero 6 and i went camouflage mode as i slowly crawl down the building over the heroes and robots.
"There's no way of escaping, heroes! Give it up!" Noodle Burger Boy exclaims with this girl robot beside him and Hyper-Potamus on the other. There were a few other robots i've never seen before.
"What do you want with us, Noodle Burger Boy?" The guy in purple ask the robot, standing in front of his team.
"The whereabouts of the new superhero, (Hero name)." Noodle Burger Boy replied before the robot girl beside him speak up, "She can be of use as our ally."
"What? No way! She will never side with you! She doesn't even side with us! Because we never ask." Another hero spoke but he's wearing a blue monster suit.
"Then tell us where she is. 'Cause we'll make her." Noodle Burger Boy tells them before the rest of the robots got into stances, ready to attack.
"That's my cue." I muttered before i un-camouflaged myself and jump down between them.
"You wanted to see me, Noodle Burger Boy?" I ask him, my voice high and mighty.
"Oh! There she is!" Noodle Burger Boy tells his group of robots, clapping with joy.
"(Hero name), what are you doing here?" The guy in purple asks me, walking up to me. I look back to him and stop him.
"Stay back. This is gonna get a little ugly... For me." I tell him, my voice slightly deepen.
I turn back to the evil robots and i shot my web at one of them, swinging them to the others before i leap up and attack the rest. They fought back and of course, a hero such as myself cannot take on this many but i try to.
I took the fight elsewhere so that no one would get hurt, using my spiderwebs to swing me and let them chase after me. I landed on a dock and turn around to face them. Finally realizing how many there are.
"Oh, boy." I whisper in shock. They're made out of metal, i should've thought this through.
"No where left to run, (Hero name)!" The girl robot exclaim with a menacing grin before she shoots multiple rockets at my way.
I gasped and dodged it as my spider sense went off. I thought i was save for a couple of minutes until the robot, which i think is Crushroom, punched me so hard that it send me into a side of a boat.
I groaned and got myself out before i stick my feet and hand on the wall of a building. "Okay, this is a bit unfair, don't you think? I mean, there's literally some of you but you're made out of metal and i'm made out of flesh, myself."
I hear the Big Hero 6 coming from my right and i look up. When my eyes landed on the guy in purple, i feel a bit of familiarity to him. Like i knew him from somewhere. Obviously, behind that orange glass shield he has black hair but his face... Somehow...
And it's not right to be deep in thought when you're being chased by a bunch of robots is not highly recommended. My spider sense went off but i didn't have time to react before i was shot off of the wall and fall to the ground. I fell! A great 6 ft from the building and i think i got scratches on my suit because i was not full conscious.
I got up from the ground and i pant heavily from the great impact. I look up to the rest of the robots and i use this advantage to shoot my spiderwebs at their faces to blind their sights. The Big Hero 6 took care of them as soon as they arrived and i had to leave the scene but my limbs were aching with pain. And they're killing me!
Don't blame me. This is my first time getting actually hurt during a mission.
I hear the big red robot land behind me and help me stand up. "Are you alright, (Hero name)?" The robot asks, his voice calming.
"Yeah. I put my guard down for a second and they just shoot me." I replied, holding my side. I look up to the rest of the team and i think a quarter of my mask was torn.
"What were you thinking taking those crazy robots on your own?! You could've died!" The big guy in green exclaimed at me with worry.
"Not to mention putting your life at risk just to save ours." A girl in pink with long blond hair spoke softly.
"Super cool! But dangerous. But SUPER AWESOME!" The guy in blue yell with excitement.
"You could've asked us to help you." The guy in purple steps up, his height same as mine but i was sorta bend down from the pain.
"Yeah. I just... You guys were already in trouble. I just wanted to give you guys a break." I tell them.
I grunt in pain as my side aches even more and i nearly fall forward but the guy in purple caught me before i hit the ground.
"My boyfriend will not like this at all." I muttered under my breath as i let him support me.
"Your body cannot take anymore muscle use and you have a cut on your face. In order for me to heal you, you must take off your mask." The giant red robot said before he approaches me.
My eyes widen and i hold out my hand. "No, no, no! The hospital is fine! You don't have to heal me." I say quickly, holding the guy in purple's shoulder.
"Oh, come on. You can hardly stand up by yourself, let alone swing back to the hospital." Said the girl in yellow.
I groan in defeat and look up to them. "I know where you can heal me, but, you have to promise to keep it a secret." I tell them.
All six of them agreed and took me to my training arena because i have first aid kit and a bed there. Not plain. I decorated them so that it doesn't look so bland.
The red robot lay me down on the bed while the others look around at the training place i build.
"You built this place yourself?" The girl in yellow asks, standing in front of one of my deadly obstacles.
"I like to challenge myself and make it a whole lot more interesting." I replied to her as the robot place a pillow behind my head.
"Huh." She muttered. "Awesome."
"Alright. Let's take off this mask of yours." The robot said. I sigh heavily.
"It's a big no-no. But from one hero to another, i guess." I say to him before i take off my mask and set it aside.
"(Name)?!"
I was startled by the sound of my name and i look up to the guy in purple with wide eyes. "Y-you know me?" I ask him nervously.
He walk towards me and take off his helmet. My eyes widen even more and i stare at him in shock. "Hiro?!" I exclaim in surprise.
The two of us stare at each other for a solid 5 minutes while the red robot heal the wounds on my body.
The rest of the BH6 came and take off their helmets which made my heart nearly jump out of my chest. I look at each of them before i look up to Hiro again.
"Wait, wait! You lied to me about help Aunt Cass?" I tell him, going to sit up but he held my shoulder and keep me down.
"Y-you lied to me about hanging out with this whole new group of friends when it turns out you were here! Training yourself!" Hiro said back.
I frown a little and look down to my lap. "I..." I sighed heavily and lay down on the bed. "I didn't want to tell you because i was afraid that you guys might tell Professor Granville and that she might take me back to Alchemax and make my powers disappear."
Hiro sit down on the edge of the bed beside me and he hold my hand. "So, this whole time you lied just so you can be a hero?"
"In my defense," I quickly said. "You guys inspired me to become one. I thought that with this power, i might be able to help but i just didn't have the guts to say anything, yet."
Hiro frown at that and he brush my hair out of my face. "And yet, here you are, laying on your bed with Baymax healing your wounds."
"I'm sorry for not telling you. For not telling any of you." I apologized, looking up to them with sincerity. "I know i'm supposed to trust you with this but..."
"Hey, don't worry about it, (Name). I mean, we hid all this from you. We should be the ones to apologize for not telling you that we're heroes." Honey Lemon speak up, walking towards me with a warm smile.
"We could've told you but someone didn't want to because he didn't want to risk your life." Fred steps in, looking at me with a smile.
I look up to Hiro from him and he just look away sheepishly with a blush across his face. I chuckled and i hold his hand. "Aww, really? That's so thoughtful of you!"
He smiled back as he turn his head back to me and he lean down and peck my forehead. "If any of them knew that you were connected to us, i wouldn't know what i would do if something happens to you, (Name)."
"You're my boyfriend, Hiro. You have all the right to be worried but you have to trust me with protecting myself. I can handle anything." I tell him to reassure him, my smile never falter.
Hiro chuckled and nod his head. "You're right. I should've told you and i should've listened to my friends, too."
"I told you she'd be cool about it." Fred tells them which made us all chuckle.
And let's just say that from now own, we tell each other everything and we help each other. I'm not part of the BH6 but i still help around. Hiro and i's relationship became stronger also mine with our friends.
With great power, come great responsibility. And that responsibility is protecting everyone i love and this city.
#big hero 6#hiro hamada x reader#hiro hamada#bh6 wasabi#bh6 honey lemon#bh6 gogo#bh6 fred#across the spiderverse#spiderman#x reader
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I love your works! I was wondering if you could do a Kyle Broflovski x Reader preferably a gender neutral reader that's kind of a nerd and that has been friends with the main four since 3rd grade? Aged up characters of course. Thank you>_< ♡♡♡
Why yes of course I can, I hope you enjoy it!
(don't fucking read this if you somehow come across it please.)
Nerds
[Kyle Broflovski x Nerdy! Reader]
[Summary; Y/n's been friends with the boys since early primary school. Their best friend was Kyle and being that the two of them were the brains of the friend group, they were able to connect easily because of it.]
[Warnings; Some swearing, also the fact that its kinda really bad]
[Notes; All characters are aged up, Y/n and the rest are 16-17 years old in their Junior Year. Also, I wrote Kyle as a major overthhinker and I have no clue if it was right to do so💀]
"God why on earth do they make this shit so hard. Y/n, Kyle, can you help me with this?" Stan groans, putting his pencil down as he tiredly looks to the two of you.
You, Stan, and Kyle were all at Stan's house to study and do homework, but mostly so you and Kyle could help Stan if he needed it. Kenny had to work at his job and Cartman complained about not wanting to spend precious afterschool time just doing extra work, so it was just you three.
"You're really having trouble with that? Its simple algebra." Kyle looks at Stan, chuckling lightly.
"Oh come on, lay it easy on him, Kyle. His brain doesn't have the capacity to understand as quickly, its not his fault," you say jokingly.
"Just because you two nerds are in calculus already doesn't mean you get to talk all this shit." Stan groans once more.
"We're just kidding dude, of course we'll help," You get up from your spot on the bed next to Kyle and walk over to Stan's at the desk table. "Okay, what is it exactly that you need help with?"
"Uh, problems 8, 12, and 16. The rest of them I've already done but these three are hard," Stan points at the questions he's having trouble with and leans back into the chair.
"Okay, let's start with 16, that one is easier to do then the other ones. Alright, 'Write 2⁵= 32 in logarithmic form,' okay the 5 in the exponent itself is the logarithm, so you write that 5 down and then you should have 5 equals to log, bringing that 2 down to the base, and then putting the 32 right next to it. So after that you should get 5=log(2)32, did that make sense?" You explain as simply as you can.
"That makes so much more sense now! Is that how it is with 12 as well?" Stan exclaims happily.
As you continued helping Stan with his work, Kyle just watched. He felt a twinge of hurt and jealousy in his chest. 'They're so close to him, why can't they ever be that close to me? Do they like him? There's no way they like him, he has a girlfriend,' Kyle thoughts ran rampant as he zoned out staring at the two before being snapped out of his thoughts by Stan and you shaking him by the shoulder.
"Yo dude you okay? You spaced out for like 2 minutes, we've been trying to get your attention for ages now dude," Stan says taking his hand off of Kyle.
"Oh, um yeah I'm fine. Sorry about that I was thinking about something." Kyle turns red from embarrassment and looks to his side to try and hide his face.
"Alright man, but we need your help on the last thing. Y/n didn't understand it either so we figured you probably would," Stan said looking down at Kyle as he was standing up and Kyle was still on the bed.
"Yeah sure, what is it?" Kyle says walking to the desk to look at the problem on the worksheet that Stan is pointing to with his pencil. "Alright, let's see, 'write a quadratic equation that has the roots 2±4i ,' jeez dude, you sure you didn't sign up for an honors course in this class?" Kyle looks at Stan with his brows knitted together.
"I think we should just cheat and look it up on the internet, man." Stan says in defeat.
"No, no. We're not doing that we'll figure it out." You say taking a pencil and a spare piece of paper.
"Y/n, as much as I don't want to cheat either, I have no fucking clue what the answer to that could possibly be and neither do you, I think we should just look it up." Kyle puts a hand on your shoulder, a look of defeat on his face.
"No way, where's the fun in that? I'll figure it out just give me a bit." You turn away and begin writing the problem down on the other piece of blank paper.
Kyle admired your dedication to not stoop as low as to cheat but he knows your stubbornness wouldn't allow you to do anything else until you figured it out. He loved that about you but worried for your well-being because of it too.
"Can I at least help?" Kyle asks, leaning into your side as to get your attention a little better.
"Totally, but if you fall asleep or get bored I'm not going to urge you to help." You scooch over to make room for Kyle do he could sit in the chair with you to help.
"I'm gonna go get something to eat and watch tv, you two nerds can figure that out." Stan then exited his room and left the two of you alone.
You continued to work on it for the next 2 hours, you were almost done with the equation until you felt a weight on top of your head and heard light snores. You look at the clock on the desk to see its around 12 am now, Kyle had either fallen asleep from the work or the time.
Honestly, you were freaking out. You'd liked Kyle since you were a kid and the two of you had never been this close before, and you two were practically attached to the hip as kids.
You continued to finally finish the equation with Kyle literally sleeping on top of you without waking him but he evidently did as you shot up from your slumped position in happiness of finishing it.
Kyle shot up along with you, nearly falling off the shared seat.
You excitedly grab Kyle by the shoulders shaking him to be more awake, "Kyle I finished it! (x-2)^2+16=0 is the final answer!" You exclaim.
"Really? Holy shit you're righ, you finished it Y/n!" Kyle says as he looks at the now full piece of paper, filled with all the proper formulas.
"God can you guys be any louder? You're so lucky my parents aren't here right now, they would kick your guys' ass if they caught you being this loud at this time. You're lucky Shelly is out of the house too." Stan groggily says as he re-enters his room, walking towards the two of you.
"We figured it out, Stan!" You exclaimed as you shot up from the seat.
"You guys get excited over the stupidest shit. I'm assuming you two are staying tonight?" Stan plops down onto his bed in a tired manner.
"Yeah, if that's cool with you of course." Kyle gets up from the seat at Stan's desk and gets his phone which was still sitting on the bed.
"Yeah that's chill with me. You staying too Y/n?"
"Yeah sure, don't know the point of going home at this time around. Want me to get the blankets from downstairs while you get the extra mattress?" You ask Stan.
"Yeah, Kyle help me out with the mattress man," Stan gets up from his spot, motioning for the redhead to follow him.
[Pov change because this is important! Kyle's Pov;]
I follow Stan to his parents bedroom to get the extra mattress, once we're in there he suddenly stops me.
"So when are you finally going to tell Y/n you like them." Stan says in a sort of hushed voice.
"Soon, its just that, I mean I don't know dude what if I end up ruining our whole friendship by telling them? I don't want to risk that dude." I groan.
"You've been saying soon for 2 years now, I think you need to finally grow a pair and say something to them about it. Y/n isn't the type of person to completely cut you out of their life just because you told them you liked them." Stan says, getting the mattress out from under his parents bed as I help him.
"How about I make a deal with you, I'll tell Y/n if you tell Wendy you want her back so you can finally stop bugging me about it, hmm?"
I was just slightly annoyed, Stan can't say anything to rush me and about being a "pussy," because when he first told Wendy he liked her, he threw up on her.
"Fine. Tell them tonight and I'll do the same, unless you're gonna chicken out."
Tonight? He wants me to tell them tonight?
"What the fuck do you mean tell them tonight? Are you insane dude?" I look at Stan wide-eyed, helping him carry the mattress to his room.
Stan simply smirks at me in reply as he sees Y/n sitting on his bed.
I freeze for a second, hoping that they hadn't heard our conversation.
"You gonna just stand there man? Help me,"
"Shit, sorry dude I zoned out for a sec there. Yeah let me just,"
'That was embarrassing, did I just freeze up like that right there? God I feel like an idiot.'
I finish helping Stan put the mattress in his room and onto the floor right by his bed, Y/n then gets the blankets and pillows and places them down on the mattress nicely.
"Alright, I'm gonna go downstairs to the living room and finish up what I was watching before I was interrupted by you guys nerding out," Stan says, in a jokingly rude tone, as he gives me a wink as he walks out the room.
Shit, he wants me to tell them now? If all goes wrong I can just disappear forever, easy, right?
"So... Uh, what have you been up to lately?" I say dryly.
God why did I say that? I sound like an idiot.
"Nothing really, I think you forget I'm kind of a loser and the only people and interesting things I have going on in my life are you and the other boys, though mostly you to be honest," Y/n says, letting out a chuckle.
"I get that. Not too popular myself either,"
"Pshh, you? The Kyle Broflovski? Any kid would kill to be able to hang out with you. And the amount of chicks that like you is insane! Yet you turn them down everytime man, I don't know how you do it." Y/n jokingly says, nudging my shoulder playfully.
"All of those girls are practically all the same, plus I already have someone I'm interested in,"
Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why would you say it like that? You're terrible at dropping hints!
"Oh you do? Who is this lucky person?" Y/n sounded somewhat upset whilst saying it, why were they upset?
Shit, I screwed up, what if I just tell them now, or explain exactly them, maybe I could fix it.
"Well, they're smart, an absolute genius really, then they've got these beautiful e/c eyes and this h/c hair. But I've been friends with them for a while now so I'm a bit scared to say anything to them really." Am I being obvious enough? What if they don't catch on?
"Wow they sound amazing, I think you should definitely tell them, you're a real charmer so no doubt they'll feel the same for you man,"
I take a deep breath, am I really going to follow through with this? I'm in too deep now and it'd be easier to just do it now. "Y'know, I think you're right. Y/n, I really like you. Have for a while now, its eating me up inside everytime to think that if I don't say something anytime sooner someone else might beat me to you." I say keeping eye contact with them.
Y/n simply stayed quiet, I definitely fucked it up now, why the hell did I listen to Stan?
As I'm caught in my own thoughts rushing through my head, a pair of lips attaches themselves to mine suddenly.
I freeze for a second but almost instantly melt into the kiss, taking my shaky hand to caress Y/n's cheek, pulling them closer to me.
"Fucking finally, Jesus guys. But it would be great if you could not do that on my bed right now, I have plans with Wendy later tomorrow and I don't wanna be reminded of this mid hangout." Stan groans.
Me and Y/n immediately pull away and look at Stan standing at the doorway. I could feel the heat quickly rushing to my face and glance to see Y/n's is just as red as mine.
"But I am happy for you two really, glad you finally got the balls to tell them man." Stan says, shooing me and Y/n to get off of his bed.
"Alright, go to bed and don't do gross shit, I'll make you pressure wash that shit." Stan closes the light and me and Y/n lay on the spare mattress together.
This wasn't the first time me and Y/n had shared a bed but this time it felt more nerve wracking. Do I ask them if I can hold them? Should I hold them? Why do I want to hold them? I need to stop overthinking like this man.
You've already told them, they like you back too, just go for it.
I slowly wrap my arms around Y/n and they do the same.
"Goodnight, Kyle," Y/n says, their voice barely above a whisper.
"Goodnight, Y/n," I quietly reply back, placing a soft kiss on their head before drifting off to sleep.
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I think this took me a good week or two to get to and I highly apologize for it, I'll admit that I lost a slight interest towards the end of it because it felt like this would've went on for ages. Anyways, again apologies for it taking so terribly long, I hope you enjoyed reading it though!
Send in your requests for stories! Look at my introduction to see if anything you like is something I'll write, and DM me for further questions!
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Emergency request!
Hello, I hope you're having a good day! Could I bother you to write Izuku x model!popular!reader who is really insecure and unsure about what to do in her life despite her status in life? As a child, I always had a people pleaser trait and because of this I followed everything my parents wanted me to do.. now I don't know what I want to do with myself. I've joined numerous activities but I'm mostly known for modelling for events or for school activities, which made me popular among students and other crowds. I constantly need to put on a smile at all times or I'd be in a rumour again, I need to be kind and innocent at all times or I'll be called arrogant and prideful. I seriously don't know what to do anymore, and I can't come to anybody even family because they have high expectations of me and they would be more upset than I if I were ever to cry to them about the pressure. There was a one time that I cried to my mother about how I felt so pressured about everything but she just told me that I should be grateful for the opportunities she had given me, and I really am. I never even wanted to be in the spotlight, but I couldn't reject the offer because everyone would be so disappointed. I also have a big sister!! She's the sweetest girl in the entire world and she does everything better than me effortlessly, I deeply admire her for that. She supports me in everything wholly but I never told her anything because she'd be so disappointed, atleast that's what I think anyway. It just hurts me even further that so many people are expecting and looking at me everyday, I feel like I'm not grateful for the things I have received but I really am. I constantly feel pressure and do things that I am not even interested in for the sake of others, and I have forgotten my own interests because I have been doing this for so long. I can't come to anybody because of the risk, maybe I will eventually, I hope. I don't know why but I also have damaging self-esteem, people compliment me too much saying that I'm so pretty and so smart and so skinny and I really am so thankful but it just makes me wonder if they ever saw the true me. Would they still call me all those good things?? I really don't know. Thank you for listening to me ramble I kept this for so long HAHAHA I'm sorry😥😥!! Back to the main topic, I always wanted to be comforted by such a sweet person like Izuku and take the burden off my shoulders even if it's just for a little while. Thank you for reading all this!! I really wonder what it would feel like to be held by a person who sees me as me.
Beyond expectations - Izuku x popular model!reader
A/N: I'm truly touched by your openness and vulnerability in sharing your feelings. It's not easy to carry the weight of such high expectations and the need to please others. Remember, you are more than the roles and labels placed upon you. It's okay to explore your own interests and seek support when you need it. Your true self is undoubtedly remarkable, and those who appreciate you for who you are will continue to see the genuine you, beyond the spotlight 🌟
EMERGENCY REQS MASTERLIST
Izuku Midoriya was always known for his kindness and compassion. It was a part of his nature, a core aspect of who he was. And when he met you, the very popular model who was struggling with insecurities and the weight of her status, he couldn't help but feel a strong desire to comfort and support you.
The two of you had crossed paths at a charity event, where Izuku had been invited as a special guest. The moment he saw you, he was struck not by your fame and beauty, but by the vulnerability he saw in your eyes. You were surrounded by admirers and photographers, but the uncertainty in your smile told a different story.
After the event, when most of the guests had left, you found yourself alone in a quiet corner, staring out of the window. Izuku approached you with a gentle smile. "Hi, I'm Izuku Midoriya. I couldn't help but notice you looked like you could use someone to talk to."
You turned to him, surprised by his sincerity. "I'm Y/N," you replied, offering a hesitant smile. "Thank you.. Sometimes it's hard to be myself in a room full of people who see me as an object, not as a person."
Izuku nodded understandingly. "I can imagine that's tough. But I want to get to know the real you, not the persona. What's been bothering you?"
As you started to open up about your insecurities and your struggles to find your true path in life, Izuku listened intently, his caring emerald eyes never leaving yours. He was a fantastic listener, and his genuine concern for your well-being put you at ease.
"Izuku, I just wish I could find someone who sees me as me, not as the 'popular model.' I want to feel valued for who I am," you admitted, your voice quivering.
Izuku placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "You're not defined by your status. I see the real you, and I think you're incredible. Your insecurities don't make you any less amazing. In fact, they make you even more relatable."
In the days that followed, Izuku and you spent more time together, and he continued to be a pillar of support in your life. With him by your side, you began to find the courage to pursue your true passions and aspirations, knowing that you were cherished not for your status, but for your genuine self. Izuku, with his sweet and caring personality, had become the source of comfort you had longed for, and together, you walked the path to a brighter future.
As weeks turned into months, your connection with Izuku deepened, and the two of you shared many more moments of sweetness and warmth, seeing each other frequently.
One evening, as you sat together on a park bench, the sun setting in a blaze of oranges and pinks, you couldn't help but smile at the serenity of the moment.
Izuku glanced at you, his eyes reflecting the same warmth as the setting sun. "You know, Y/N, I've come to treasure our time together. You've inspired me in so many ways, and you've shown me the strength it takes to be true to oneself!"
Your heart swelled with affection, and you took his hand in yours. "And you, Izuku, have shown me the power of kindness and unwavering support. You've made me feel like I can conquer anything."
He chuckled softly, "We're a team, then, helping each other grow and discover our true selves."
The evening breeze rustled the leaves, creating a gentle, soothing melody. It was a perfect backdrop for the words you wanted to share. "Izuku, I love the way you make me feel—safe, cherished, and loved for who I am. I wonder what it would be like to be held by you, to experience that warmth and care every day."
Izuku's cheeks turned a light shade of pink, but his eyes sparkled with affection. "I've been wondering the same thing, Y/N."
With that unspoken understanding, you leaned in, and he met you halfway. Your lips touched in a sweet, tender kiss, sealing the unspoken promise to be there for each other, to cherish each other for who you truly were.
In that moment, as the sun dipped below the horizon, you both knew that you had found something special. And as you held each other close, the world seemed a little brighter, and your futures felt a little less daunting, all thanks to the sweet and caring presence of Izuku.
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Part two.... Damn this shit. Long as fuck not even done
Warabi: it's the coldest time of yeeeaarrr! But cod damn I'm so warm in siiioode! When you're close to me and you smile at me! My excitement has no place to hide!
Neta: Warabi
Warabi: while the kids are laughing and screaming and grandma starts to siiing! I pull you aside. A nice place to hide and I pulled out that. Platinum. diamond. ring!
Neta: Warabi please
Warabi: you quickly tried to denyyyy it and that smile. I see you hide it! I give you the best ooooon Frosty Fest cuz our love.is.stronger. than. allllll the rest!
Neta: I'm trying to drive
Warabi: baby take my hand and make me your man- Why'd you turn the radio off?
Neta:........... We're sitting in silence
Warabi: but....it's but it's frosty-
Neta: shut up! [Eating]
Warabi: Don't eat all of the salmon bites. Those are for the guests!!
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Mahi: holy shit. This place is huge.....it's bigger than the original store.
Baja: look he has two stories! Wow! I wonder what he's going to put up there!
Mahi: He said he wanted some sort of cafe lounge or something? This place is really fancy
Baja: Neta really went all out for this- *gasp* it's.. it's
Mahi: calm down. Take some breaths. Don't be fucking weird..... Hey ikkan you bought some wine I didn't know if it was a white wine or a red wine kind of party so I bought both..... Also this is Baja
Ikkan: thanks. You can just set them on the table over there. You must be Warabi's boyfriend he told me about you It's nice to see you.
Baja: Yes I've heard a lot about you. Not just like from TV and social media and the news. I mean but so has everyone else because you're very successful and famous. I'm sorry I'm rambling but Neta told me a lot about you and it's really nice to see you in person.
Ikkan: It's nice to see you too.... What model saxophone is that?
Baja: ... It's a shanty 44 model it's an Alto. Neta wanted me to bring it to play heheh.... It's the same model as your bassoon. It's a shanty 43 model you played it at the hard shell banquet hall at memorial service If your old high school band director 3 years back.
Ikkan: uh.... Yeah... That's.... Yeah that's correct. Wow ......how did he know that? That's very impressive you know a lot about music
Baja: Yeah it's mostly just history stuff.
Ikkan: That's really cool..... What do you usually play?
Baja: I was in jazz band and I also played an orchestra for the last two years of school
Ikkan: do you know how to play Funtime Frost?
Baja: yes
Ikkan: I'll be right back. I'm going to my car.
Baja: I think we're friends!
Mahi: you two are dorks. I'm going to set up the drinks
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Carrie: *gasp* Baja!! I knew you'd come! What do you think of my dress. Pretty isn't it? I usually don't wear light colors like cream or white, but it kind of felt special. I also bought my cello I was going to play it for you remember? but I was rudely interrupted by -... Oh It's just you.
Mahi: Yeah, it's good to see you too you little brat. Get on my way, Baja's over there. Also when Mizole shows up don't try anything. This is a big deal for your dad. I don't ruin it.
Cirrina: as if I would talk to him willingly.... Why is he even showing up? This party is supposed to be for important people. Not has beens like your boyfriend
Mahi: you know what!?!
Neta: Mahi do not fight with my daughter unless you want to be fired! Cirrina crab cakes please don't start fights with the adults. Okay? Show everyone at the party. What a sweet, pretty girl you are.
Cirrina: ok daddy.. ..Oh Bajaaaa! [Flips off mahi]
Neta: monster
Neta: awwww my baby's first crush... She's growing so fast they really do slip through your fingers......*sigh* anyway, everything is set up. Decorations are good... Drinks are all set... The waiters are setting up their trays...... Now we just need to wait for the people..... Baja?
Baja: I've already set up! ikkan's getting his bassoon right now! I can't believe I'm going to be playing with the Ikkan Kane! think I'm going to faint
Warabi: hey Mahi
Mahi: ooh those look good!
Warabi: No, you can't have any of these All right. I made 80 of these and Neta already ate five of them!
Neta: They're good!
Warabi: huff I made 40 cooked ones and 40 raw ones so we have options. DON'T eat all of the raw ones mahi! Save some for the actual guests and that goes for you too babe!
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[live music playing over a crowd of people talking]
Pearl: you know when you said Frosty fast party. I thought you meant the ones you used to have at the boathouse.
Neta: Oh you mean the one when l passed on the floor in my own barf?
Pearl: Yeah those parties were fun hehehehe
Neta: getting too old for that now can't handle my liquor like I used to
Pearl: you couldn't hold your liquor back then either Jackass hahahahaahaha remember you get your hands stuck in the toilet hahahah we had to call the fire department hahahaha
Neta:heheheheh It was the party where you flashed the cops
Pearl: Yeah! I got one of the lady cops' numbers and after hehehe *sigh* good times..... Oh this is the Marina. She's my fiance
Marina: Hi, I've heard so much about you. I also saw you once in concert with squid squad! You're so talented! It's been honor to meet you actually
Neta: ahhh finally meeting you in person. I'm a big fan of you as well. I love the dress by the way you look great. Hope you're enjoying the party
Marina: I definitely am. This is such a gorgeous place and this is going to be your store?
Neta: Yes! We usually just sell music, merchandise, instruments.........concert tickets.
Marina: well That's interesting. Dance socks is actually starting another tour next year... Here is the number to our vendor they make most of our merchandise and I can see if I can contact 'ticket stand' and provide you access to our supply.
Neta:oh thanks!
Marina : We're going to refresh on some drinks and we'll catch up with you and talk about this little business later.......What is this about you flashing cops?
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Baja: Yeah so father was actually an apprentice of ikkan's old band director he spent one year in Krillarney. He had to leave when you was born.
Zuzu: wow! That's true he lived in Krillarney for 5 years! How do you know that ?
Baja: It was in an old interview on subshellet I read. I think it was 7 years ago
Zuzu: hehehe I should hire you to write my memoir you seem to know a lot more about me than I do heheheh...... Hmmm
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Mahi: *sigh*.....*sip*.... Mizole!! Hey over here! Hi babe. [Kiss]
Mizole: hey babe.. [ kiss] I got you a gift..... But it's in my freezer at home. You can't have until tomorrow Mahi I want you to meet wet floor. Guys, this is my partner Mahi.
Mahi: hay guys. Nice to meet you finally...
Wf Candi: He didn't cheat on you yet did he?
Mizole: Candi!!
Mahi: hahaha no!!!..... I hope not
Raley: Oh then he's probably loyal......probably cuz you would definitely know if he was cheating. He's a terrible liar
Mizole: what the hell!! I have never cheated on anyone!!!
Keaton: Yeah I have to back him up on that. He doesn't really cheat. He has ghosted people and never told them that he broke up with them before dating someone else
Mizole: but this time it's fucking different!!. I actually like this one! Mahi makes me happy and I want to see them happy!
Mahi: oh.... mizole.
Mizole: and you know what?? for our one year anniversary that's in a couple months I'm going allllll out! Take them on a trip or some shit! That's how much I care for my partner.
Neil: well I for one am happy you actually found someone that you like.
Mizole: thank you Neil
Neil: I'm more surprised they like you back
Mizole:..........
Mahi: hehehe .. I'm going to go get some food. You hang out with your friends and be nice to each other and I'll be right back and -oh shit. Sorry man I wasn't looking where I was.......... Why the fuck are you here?
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Mahi and Baja ate all of the raw salmon bites before anyone else could get them and @fish-at-fish-fish-resort Saw the whole thing and didn't say anything
#wet floor bullies mizole I'm sorry but they be roasting him every chance they get#Candi and Candi should interact. I feel like they would be best friends#I can't believe I wrote small holiday song just for a bit#Baja is making friends ☺️#He's made one friend. everyone else is kind of scared of him and all the things about their personal lives and obscure information#Pearl and Neta they are best fucking friends#all of neta's best friends besides ikkan are women#Pearl Candi Sylvia pulpo isn't a binary girl they'd definitely identify as trans femme or demi girl if they didn't die
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Hush (J.K.) 16
Chapter 16- Bothersome
pairings: 1,892
word count:
warnings: angst, blackmail, guilt trip. jealousy, fluff
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Oh this bitch.
I cleared my throat and said," Why do you want to speak to them?"
He shrugged, "Just want to catch up with them, you know since they are barely around. Catch them up with you and the neighborhood, mostly you though. Probably about how when they are away you like to play. See the rhyme I did there."
OHHHHHHHHHHHH I'm signing the divorce papers now! Who knew he was such a snitch!
I rolled my eyes, "Have you always been such an informant? And for your information they're not going to be back for a while so whoever gave you that info was incorrect."
He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe or maybe not. And don't you think that they'll quickly come back once they find out that their precious daughter is skipping school?Want to find out together?"
"Ok fine you can come in for little bit but then you need to go ok?" I said giving in.
Poco must've heard us outside because he started scratching, better be softly, at the door. I grabbed Jungkook's hand because I don't trust that he won't do anything, like punching Carter in the face, while I unlock the door. As soon as I opened it Poco ran right up to Jungkook, and surprise surprise that he gets greeted first before his actual caregiver gets acknowledged, and licked his hand. Poco took one glance at me before he noticed Carter and started growling at him.
Huh guess Poco has a better judge of character than his owner. No wonder he always chews on his shoes.
He started to lunge when I stopped him and grabbed him by his collar, dragging him into the house.
"Poco no, go chill on your cage now. We don't act like that around guests."
He started to lunge again and his growling went up an octave but stopped when Jungkook snapped his fingers and motioned for him to go. When I figured he was finally calm enough and eventually stopped wrestling me, I let go and he trudged off further into the house, all I know is that he better be walking to that cage.
I turned to look at the boys. "Jungkook why does he answer to you better than he answers to me?"
Jungkook just smiled and shrugged. I turned to look at Carter, "Ok, sorry about that Carter he's not usually like that with people. Do you guys want to hang out in the living room or in the den?" I asked.
Jungkook shrugged his shoulders again while Carter glared at him before saying," The den is fine. Didn't even know that you had one."
I nodded and headed up the stairs with the boys trailing behind me. I heard wow behind me when I opened the door.
I don't know why I call it a den when it really isn't one, it's more of a woman cave of sorts in the basement. I've call it the den because why not really and it sounds a little better than woman cave when talking to people about it, I guess. I don't know no one really knows about it other than me and my parents. My parents decked it out for me since they're never around and I spend so much time with by myself. Something about you're never really alone when your mind is full of adventures. Some crap they sold me when they gave me the room when I was 10. It was once a little girl's playroom but now it's my woman cave.
Let me set the scene. The room is painted black and has a deep purple/magenta carpet. There's a bar in one corner of the room that's full of a whole bunch of snacks and drinks, there's even a popcorn machine over there . By the back corner there's a Infinity game table with stools. There's a massage chair in the last corner that's really worth $9,500 they spent on it. In the middle of the room there's a movie projector with a recliner couch set facing a 70" inch TV and a screen that comes down for the "real movie experience" as my mother called it. I have twinkle lights hanging from the ceiling and around the room to really set the ambiance. I put up posters of bands and movies that I really like and there's polaroid pictures scattered along the back wall.
I put them up just to remind me of happy memories and with Hoodie lurking around me I need these happy memories more than anything. Carter immediately went for the massage chair, while Jungkook headed for the mini bar. Looks like he headed straight for the see-through fridge. He took something out and held it up to me, asking if he can have it while I just nodded. I looked closely and saw that it read banana milk on it.
I don't remember ever putting any banana milk in there. Where can you even find some?
I took a seat on the couch and leaned back, closing my eyes. I must have dozed off a little because I was startled by a tap on my forehead. I cracked open my eyes and saw a smiling Jungkook leaning over me. I couldn't help but smile back at his cute bunny smile.
Huh, I never noticed that mole before under his lip. It's cute.
I heard a scoff, " Ugh would you two get a room, it's not like you're the only ones in here," I heard Carter groan.
Could you go the fuck home and let me chill with him in peace?
Jungkook rolled his eyes and stood straight up, making direct eye contact with Carter. Carter met his glare with one of his own though I could tell that he was intimidated by him.
I cleared my throat trying to ease the tension, "Um Jungkook," he stopped glaring to look at me, "Can you go feed and walk Poco for me? He probably has an attitude with me for sending him to his bed so early. I don't think I can trust you two in the room alone."
Jungkook nodded and leaned over to give me a peck on the forehead before heading out the room. Now when I tell you if I could turn beet red, I would've. My ears were burning so bad, I felt like they were on fire.
"So that looks like more than Spanish class partners if you ask me. I don't remember me and my Spanish partners pecking each other on the forehead before. So what really are you two?" Carter asked.
I shrugged," Spanish class partners and more? Maybe? I don't know but why?"
He shrugged his shoulders," I just have a funny feeling about that guy. I feel like I've seen him somewhere before but I just can't place it. Maybe in a dream or something, I don't know but I don't trust him."
"Well thanks for your concern but I can decide who to trust on my own," I said defensively.
"Are you? Why are you so quick to trust him you don't even know him that well, he just popped up out of the blue and you're already inviting him inside? The Mahj I know wouldn't let some stranger in her house, hell I haven't even been in here before today. Does he mean more to you than me? I came over here for some comfort after, you know, my dad and brother were murdered but you tried to brush me off? For him? How about when he comes back, you tell him to fuck off." He finished off his rant with a shrug.
I took in what he said and took in a deep breath before I said," I don't give a fuck about your feelings towards me and Jungkook, let me make that clear. And like I said when you first approached us we are working on a Spanish class assignment. He hasn't done anything to me for me not to trust him so far, hell even Poco likes him and he doesn't even like you. You do mean something to me haven't you noticed that I've had a crush on you for years now? FOR YEARS and you never paid me any time of day but the second someone else appears in my life you have a problem? Fuck that. Maybe if you got to know Jungkook you would understand him more but I don't know if you should stay any longer, you're making me uncomfortable. Hell you're making Jungkook uncomfortable and he hasn't even done anything to you."
Carter raised his hands up in defense, "Hey I was just saying that you never really know a person is all I'm saying. I'm not meaning to make you uncomfortable or anything like that, it was not my intention. I guess I am a little jealous, you've got a new dude in mind now when I wanted you all to myself."
Little does he know there's another dude around too that's way more of a threat than Jungkook can ever be. And I know this motherfucker didn't just tell me to calm down.
"Yea well I am sorry for the loss of your dad and brother. Any other day I would've been here for you but at this moment I think it'd be best if you left and we talked later." I said, not really meeting his eye.
I heard a knock and looked over to see Jungkook standing in the doorway.
I wonder how long he's been standing right there.
He motioned his head to tell Carter to get out. Carter huffed and stood up from the massage chair before he met Jungkook at the doorway. Jungkook's large body took up most of the frame so he couldn't get out if Jungkook didn't move.
"Well, aren't you going to let me by?" he asked rudely, "I can see myself out."
"No," I said, "Jungkook can you see him out please?"
Jungkook nodded and moved out the way. Carter shoulder bumped him on his way out making me roll my eyes.
So petty. I hope Jungkook trips his ass on the way down the stairs.
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Jungkook headed downstairs and opened the door for Carter.
Before Carter fully walked out the door he turned to face Jungkook. He poked his chest and said," You be careful with her ok. I'll be keeping an eye on you. I don't trust you and I can't figure out why but I just know that there's something off about you. Better yet stay away from her before things get ugly. "
Jungkook smiled before he pushed Carter's offending finger off his chest and jumped towards him making him flinch back. Carter slowly backed away but kept his eyes locked on Jungkook until Jungkook started to slowly close the door.
Before the door could fully close Jungkook stuck his head out saying , "Things are already getting ugly for you and your family right? Your brother and then your dad. Huh, better watch out because you're next. And if you try to come between us again," he smirked ," I'll make your death slow and painful just like I did your pathetic brother,"he finished it off by slamming the door in his face.
Now back to my jagiya.
#jungkook smut#jeongguk smut#jungkook x black reader#jungkook x plus size reader#bts smut#bts x black reader#bts x black girl#bts x plus size reader#bangtan smut
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~❦Dear friend of mine❦~
|M!Genie x F!Reader|
It sure has been a while since I've posted something huh ._.
I was scrolling through my phone today since I recently got a new one and found this in one of my folders, so I thought why not share it? (ノ^_^)ノ
I hope I did good enough with this one (；^ω^）
There is not enough Genie stories around in my opinion, so here you go
Also anyone who recognizes or knows who this character's appearance is heavily based of/inspected by, here's a cookie 🍪~
Anyway enjoy (~￣³￣)~
WARNING: SOME SWEARING
Part 2: Click
"Thank you! Please do come again!", thanking the seller as well, you take the bag full of snacks and other tasty treats from the man and continue your way through the different stalls. The wonderful different scents of all kinds of fresh made foods wafts through the air and into your nose each breath you take in.
Finally after a rough day at school you got to go home and enjoy the weekend, all cozied up in a nice blanket, watching all your favorite shows with all the nice treats you just bought for yourself in the local outdoor market.
The market opens only for a week before you have to wait for another three more until you're able to go there again. And you won't miss this opportunity on getting the best self made caramel candies from old granny Lauren.
She always gives those out to her costumers after buying one or more of her many different knick knacks she found and collected. Where she finds these things has always been a mystery to you, she never gave you a proper answer. Mostly because she actually forgot where she picked a certain thing up.
Your (e/c) eyes spot the familiar older woman, wearing her grey hair in a bun and red rimmed glasses sitting upon her nose, cleaning some of her newest collections with a feather duster.
With a smile you greet her, "Good afternoon Ms. Lauren!", "Hello dear, back from school I assume? Did you have fun?". Giving you one of her own sweet smiles she places her duster away and turns her attention towards you. A small sigh escapes through your lips, as your gaze flickers briefly to the ground. "The usual?", with a nod of confirmation to her question you continue. "Today was actually not as bad as usual. Luckily, I have a few more weeks and exams to go and then I'm out of there."
Lauren hums along with your words as she puts the caramel candies in one of her colorful boxes, while you're checking out her newest collection. The things ranging from colorful jewelry, figures to all other kinds of stuff. But one of them seems to stand out to you the most, a lamp. It looks dark and dusty, unlike the colorful nesting dolls standing in front of it.
Your (e/c) gaze lingers on the object, feeling oddly drawn to it as if it's pulling you towards it. "Ooh are you looking at the oil lamp dear? I can't really recall where got it... But I thought I might as well just sell it off. I tried lighting it up but it didn't work. Maybe you can find some use for it."
Snapping out of whatever just happened you began pondering a little on wether or not to buy it.
At the end you decide to take it, along with a few bracelets you liked. "I will be taking these and the lamp Ms. Lauren.", "Good joice my dear, I'll give you a discount for buying the lamp. And here are the caramel candies you like so much." She hands you a small plastic bag with the candies, bracelets and the dark lamp inside, offering you another kind smile.
"Are you sure? I can pay the lamp as well.", you already know she's going to reject your offer, yet you still ask her whenever you're visiting her stall. 'Oh well. Can't complain if I'm getting something cheaper! Not to mention free candy!', you think as you hand her the money. The both of you say your goodbyes and you finally make your way back home.
The sun is starting to set once you make it to the doorstep of the apartment, the vibrant hues of red and purple slowly fading in the distance as the sun vanishes behind the buildings and horizon.
A soft gust of wind blowing through your (h/c) hair. You enjoyed watching those in the past and you still do, but you're just too tired at the moment. Things change after all. Once you finally made it to your room, you pull off your (f/c) jacket and shoes, before placing your bags on the small table standing in front of your couch.
Not wasting any more time you throw yourself on the couch and grab a blanket, wrapping yourself up like a borito. You reach for the remote and turn on one of your favorite shows on Netflix, your other hand shuffling through the small plastic bag to grab the box of delicious candy and plop them into your mouth after opening the pink lid. And if you already started taking out some stuff out of one bag, why not everything? You thought to yourself. Placing the bag of treats aside you take the other and pick out the bracelets, until your fingers brush against the cold surface of the oil lamp.
Carefully grabbing it with both hands you turn it around to get a better look at it, some of the dust particles which haven't come off yet clinging onto your fingertips and palms. "Great. Let's get you cleaned first before I make more of a mess here." You sigh as you quickly stand up and get a wet cloth to clean the lamp with.
Starting with the nozzle you work your way around it, admiring the details of the engravings and the golden shine it gets back after getting properly cleaned. One red gem sitting at the nozzle and another close to the base of the handle.
"It looks like one of those magic lamps someone would find in movies or shows. Huh... It's pretty. I wonder if an actual Genie would come out after I rub it." Chuckling at the idea you quickly dismiss that thought.
There's no way something like that is ever going to happen. It's not a fantasy story after all. As you trace the golden rim that strange feeling that seemed to pull you towards this item from before comes flooding back and you have this strange desire to actually rub the lamp. And that's what you do.
At first nothing seems to happen after you snapped out of it once again, rubbing your temple from this weird occurrence. 'What's wrong with me today?! Have I slept even less than usual? No it can't be, I'm sure it was four hours. Or was it just two?' But then the metal in your hand begins to heat up.
Interrupting your train of thought and resulting your hand to toss it away, the lamp landing back on the table. The lid starts to shake and all of the sudden dark grey smoke starts spewing out of the nozzle, rising up towards your white ceiling.
Your (e/c) widen in shock, not having any idea of what's going to happen you quickly hide behind your couch to take cover, just peaking over the backrest to witness what's about to happen next.
"W-What the hell is happening!?", you squeal in fear when suddenly a loud and powerful explosion goes off from the nozzle. The floor and furniture shaking, making you clutch onto the couch for support, the sheer force making you shake in your kneeling position as well. Fully taking cover you tightly close your eyes, your arms above your head. Your legs tremble underneath you, and only then when you're feeling sure enough that everything was over after a long moment of silence you take another peek.
"Greetings Mortal. You have rubbed the lamp and released me, the heavens have been opened and your wishes will be granted!"
There floating in the middle of your living room is a young, lean and fairly muscular looking man with long black hair segmented in a single ponytail, which reaches down to his ankles. He's wearing a white scarf on his shoulders, underneath it a black choli with golden hems, black harem pants and golden bangle bracelets that extend from his elbows to his wrists, as well as a golden bangle necklace with a ruby in the center.
His booming voice falling silent when his red ringed eyes fell upon your form that's slowly rising up from your hiding spot, staring in shock and bewilderment at the being you just released. "Ah... A peasant girl. Well that should be over quick and easy.", he quietly mutters to himself in a normal voice now, holding his chin in thought. You did catch every bit of it though, which makes you feel just a little bit offended. Sure you're not the richest person alive but still.
He quickly puts on a smug grin and floats over to you, his voice once again gaining on volume. "I see you're still speechless, I don't blame you. It's not everyday you'll get your hands on a magical lamp like this. With one of the most powerful beings on earth!", disappearing and reappearing behind you, he shoves his lamp into your grasp while one of his hands rests on your left shoulder, his face on your right a little to close for comfort. His dark strands tickling your (s/c) cheek.
"You are the one who released me right?", he asks, dark eyebrows raised in question. "Uhm yes?", you're confused.
How is it possible? You thought things like that only existed in stories or legends, or fairytales. Never in your life would you have ever expected to meet a real Genie in your apartment room. Let alone ever awakening one yourself. So you couldn't help but ask and prod at him, just to make sure you're not imagining things as you pull on his cheeks.
"Are you really a real Genie? I'm not dreaming right, where are the cameras? This must be some kind of prank right? Some silly joke the neighbors must've set up!"
The pale skinned male winces from the sudden uncalled for gesture and with a grunt he pulls himself away. "I assure you not!", he growls out, his words echoing as he speaks and rises up behind you gaining in size, glaring you down with his burning gaze.
"YOU, are my master now. And I, grant three wishes to the one who has rubbed the magic lamp. Do you want to be famous? Powers you could only imagine in your wildest dreams? Unendless amounts of riches? Just tell me anything what you wish for and it all shall be yours." he exclaims a hint of annoyance lacing on the whole 'whishes' part.
"Now, that we got that cleared up. Wish away.", you blink up at him at his sudden change of demeanor. His menacing aura now replaced once again in a blink of an eye. A grin once again adorning his handsome face, while waiting expectantly for you to make a wish as he wiggles his fingers. Dark sparkles dancing around them. Sure, if you were a Genie trapped inside a lamp in like maybe hundreds of years and only being able to get out of there when granting someone's wishes, you would not be feeling any better than this man.
He seems rather determent on getting over with your wishes, but wouldn't that mean he will just quickly end up in that lamp again? You also don't want to waste your wishes on simple things you can just solve yourself.
"So... You are a real Genie.", "Yes.", "And I get three wishes.", "That's what I just told you, yes." The being is slowly starting to get impatient. Why haven't you made your first wish yet?! Back then people knew about the existence of him and didn't need a whole ass explanation. Everyone else before you knew what they wanted and didn't waste any of his time! His frown only increases when you're about to ask another question, disappearing in a cloud of grey smoke he reappears once more a few feet in front of you, shrunken back to his normal size.
With a strained laugh he interrupts you, "Look, peasant girl. I don't have time or patience for all your questions and neither am I here to be your friend." You put your hands on your hips like a mother lecturing her child, "Ok. First of all, I'm not a peasant, also I didn't ask you to become my friend! I won't just call anyone my friend, you have to earn my friendship to become a real one. But if you want to, we can try being friends." He opens his mouth but closes it once again, caught of guard by your offering.
"Wait what...", he stutters, "W-Whatever! I don't need friends..", huffing he crosses his arms before continuing. "Are you going to wish for something or not?"
With a soft sigh you say, "Not yet.", "Not yet?", the genie repeats, letting out a bitter laugh.
"Listen carefully, I was inside this lamp for over thousand of years, served at least more than 20 masters up until now. They knew what they wanted and wished. Boom! Back in the lamp I went every single time having all the sweet time alone, by myself, in peace!", then he points an accusing finger at you, "And now you come along and can't even think of a single wish! Anyone has a wish! Everybody has something they oh so dearly want or desire! So the sooner we get this over with the better."
The being has a point, everyone could think of at least one thing they could wish for. This doesn't change your mind at all though.
You ponder, it sounded like he has no problem at all being trapped in this object, in fact he prefers to be alone in there. But wouldn't someone who's been trapped for this long at least try to be free? You're curious. After all, he did turn a bit more sour, more than he already was, when telling you this. Yet you did not let yourself get affected.
"Is there anything I can't wish for? I mean there must be something like consequences if someone can wish for pretty much anything right?" you ask, tilting your head towards him when you notice him eyeing your tv, having given up on convincing you for now. "Oh right I didn't tell you that did I?" With a shake of your head no he holds his hand up counting off the rules. "In short, no wishing for more wishes, no creating or ending life, and you also cannot effect free will. Meaning you can’t make a person feel a certain way with a wish. Other than that there are no consequences, I'm not that mean you know.", he puffes out his cheeks in a pout looking at you.
You thank him for explaining to you, it's better than not knowing about it and you feel better with that out of the way. The being already figured out it will take way longer than he initially thought, looks like he has to get comfortable with staying with you for some time longer.
Well that's a first.
He just hopes he won't get to attached to you. It's been so long ever since he had someone else to interact with let alone have someone as a friend after all. The ravenette has to admit, he did feel surprised and even happy when you offered your friendship. Not that he will ever tell you out loud.
"I'm (Y/n) by the way. It's nice meeting you and having you as my... uh well Genie. What's your name?", your hand reaches out towards him ready for a handshake, his red orbs gazing into your (e/c) ones. Name? All previous masters referred to him as either Genie or slave. None of them asked for his name before, and those who did either forgot it or didn't care afterwards. Reluctantly he places his hand into yours.
"Dhabruan."
#genie#x reader#genie x reader#mythical beings#multiple parts#djinn#stories#mythical creatures#magic#reader self insert#short story#female reader#male character
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Hello again Kai, sorry for popping out of nowhere but I just had to let this all out after thinking about chapter three for the 'nth time now.
Also, warning, a lot of cussing from me :')
Look, Rie, hun, we get that you feel a bit (more like a LOT) threatened and jealous by the fact that Satoru is putting a lot more attention and thought on Y/N instead of you but you do NOT have any fucking reason to just pop up like that after she woke up in a goddamn coma. She's already emotionally unstable (maybe also mentally, poor girl 🥺) and you just had to add more gas into the fire by saying that... All I can say is that you lost your fucking chance to redeem yourself (for me anyway, dunno about the others 👀)
Shoko already put you in your goddamn place and you had the fucking guts to waltz in like that when you know that Y/N is in a bad condition. I really do hope that Satoru drags you to your apartment and start a conversation about it (and maybe start a heated argument) because what you just did is unforgivable.
Bet that if Shoko finds out, she's going to bite your fucking head off while Suguru let's her do it.
Now let's talk about Gojo Fucking Satoru... Little warning, I'm gonna be a bit heartless here, ehe-
Satoru, you dumbass hoe, first of all... This is your fucking fault so don't start getting all emotional about it you piece of trash and shit. Yeah, I get the whole "I've changed" or "I can learn to change" but you just don't throw away a healthy and wonderful relationship for someone that you've been crushing on ever since you were in high school because, sometimes, it's just not fucking worth it no matter how that person fits your... Uh... Categories??? Anyway!
You and your new dumbass girlfriend are fucking stupid! Why would you go to a party and "flaunt" it to everyone, mostly in front of Y/N who is trying her best in recovering and accepting the heartbreak? Bet that you both fucking share dead brain cells, that's why you both got together, huh?
Yeah, fine, you're defending Rie's actions in the party and the other times when Suguru and Shoko were biting your head off but after what she just did/say when she woke up? Nah, you're going to my blacklist if you even TRY to fucking defend her so you better stop with your fucking bias or something because no "sweet and caring" person would ever say that to someone who fucking wokE UP IN A COMA (sorry, got angry there, ehe). And the fact that you were thinking of Y/N during sex means that you, too, are not over her and is still in love with her so cut the shit amd just come out clean, yeah? Cuz that will lighten up everyone's day but I hope that you and Y/N never come back together because you don't deserve anything after what you just did... Reason? You all can already guess why...
I hope that someone-ANYONE could give Y/N some comfort, reassurance, love and a shoulder to cry on because the poor soul is close to breaking and reaching her limit. She deserves a the whole universe after what fucking happened and is still happening, mostly for her to find someome that will really love and care for her.
I can list a few people that can give her comfort but I already have 2 people in mind:
Nanami Kento & Geto Suguru
I know that Nanami isn't present (or is just there but isn't saying anything) in the story but we all know that this man might (or, most likely, will) take a step forward and start biting the living daylights out of Satoru (Rie not so much but she'll also get her own head bitten off) because we already know that Nanami does NOT respect Satoru and now he won't even trust the motherfucker after what he just did to Y/N. I hope that he gets to give Y/N the love, comfort, reassurance and care that she definitely deserves like, for example, holding her to him while cradling her head to the crook of his neck as he let's her cry on him.
Suguru, we all know that this man right here has a soft spot for Y/N (but we need confirmation if he has a tiny crush on her so that we can say it for certain so we're waiting, Kai 👀 but take your time hun) and he has every rights to feel this pained and worried for her because she was his best friend's girlfriend... The fact that he and Shoko knew that she cut herself as they tried their best to help her just makes my heart ache. I think that when he finally loses control over himself, he wouldn't give a shit about hurting his best friend while he glares and seethes at Rie because, let's just admit it, these two are nothing but assholes. I can imagine Suguru talking softly to Y/N while he holds her in his arms with her head buried on his chest, hand rubbing her back and rocking the two of them back and forth.
And I think I'm done with the Ask, I'm so sorry if I'm spamming your Ask though but I just had to let it all out after giving these three chapters some thought 🥲.
Also, thank you again for this lovely chapter and can't wait for the next one but don't forget to take care of yourself first because your well being comes in first place while the other ones take the other place.
With love and care,
RJay
I HAD FUN READING THIS OMG your feelings for satoru and rie are radiating through my screen LMAOOO but i definitely get you !! and you're so right about yn trying so hard to recover and accept everything all on her own 🥺 i feel so sad when i think about it :(( and those scenarios with nanami and suguru got me smiling on my phone!!!!! like that's so cuteeeee😩🥺 anyways thank you so much for that, bb !! <33 i really appreciate that, and please do take care too~ i hope you're doing great !!
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Dallergut Dream Department Store: 2.5/5
2.5/5 stars
243 pages
contains: cozy vibes and dream magic!!
As some of you may know, I make the São Paulo – Boston trip quite frequently! I'm a college student in the US but live in Brazil, and so that makes for very long plane rides. We're talking 14 hours here. So, to keep sane, I usually download a couple books into my Kindle, pray they're interesting enough to keep me interested, buckle down, and read.
I've just made the trek once more to spend the summer holidays at home, and I decided to download some books I'm reading for r/Fantasy's Bingo Challenge. One of them was The Dallergut Dream Department Store, by Lee Mi-ye, which clears my "alliterative title" square! Of course, because I can't make anything easy on myself, I read this Korean book in its French translation. Because of this, I feel like it's fully possible I didn't grasp the story in all of its complexity. I'm kind of bad at French. And I might have also been high on sleeping pills for half the book. So, take this review with a grain of salt.
In general, I thought this was a 2.5 star read. For me, that means it's decent. Like getting a C in school — you passed, but your work is far from stellar. What I did enjoy was the concept: the story follows Penny as she begins to work at a magical store people visit in their sleep, and where they "buy" their dreams for the night. And for the most part, the book is a world-building exercise in the concept of the store. It researches how every situation would work, from nightmares to people who day-dream, to animal dreams. Personally, I love a good deep dive into a world, so I was having fun, especially during the first half.
But after a while, it gets repetitive. The chapters are mostly loose stories that don't circle back to a particular theme or event. Penny is almost always there, though, I guess, but I'll get to my problems with Penny later. Although the stories are well-written, very easy to read and can sometimes be quite compelling, they don't make a novel when they're put together. They make up a collection of episodes with the same vague amalgamation of characters. The gimmick gets old pretty fast, and I was quickly looking for some emotional stakes, an overarching plot, anything. And although I am a fan of a good plotless, vibes-only fantasy, the lack of connection I felt with our main character and the fact that she and her friends do not change at all throughout the stories made it a very stale reading experience.
And Penny? Oh, Penny. My question became, quite simply, why are we following her? She's not a particularly interesting character, with no defining traits, nothing she needs or wants (besides working at the store, which she achieves in chapter 1)... Meanwhile, other characters in the novel have more personality, more interesting backgrounds, and they barely get to shine. They're buried behind an overabundance of Penny doing not much of anything, and being a self-insert/audience for Mr. Dallagoot's sermons. I kept wondering if it wouldn't be more interesting to follow any one of them.
And I think Ms. Lee wondered this too, since she includes two epilogues which are, in my opinion, completely unnecessary, and are told entirely from the perspectives of two other characters. They just prove to the audience that Penny is a dreadful character by abandoning her at the end, leaving two random anecdotes about side-characters, which could've been anywhere in the book, to finish the novel off.
Although the vibes are good, the world is interesting and the book reads very cozy, there's a lot that you're left wanting, here. I think what this book needed was an editor, or a workshop session. It has so much potential, and if some crucial changes had been made, then I think Ms. Lee would have a wonderful final product on her hands.
#sff books#book recommendations#book recs#fantasy books#dallergut dream department store#korean lit#book reviews#booklr#queer booklr
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hello again I 🧑🏻🎄 have returned with a gift for youuu<3 (it’s another snippet hint hint😉)
I hope the past few weeks have been good for you, I had a wonderful trip hanging out with my friend but then proceeded to get very sick when I got home, missed work, wrote five essays for an online class in two days while unable to breathe and coughing nonstop, and am now staying with my family until sunday. eventful, to say the least.
I’m not able to work from my desktop while staying with my parents so while I don’t know exactly how far I am into your fic (I prefer scrivener to drive so I can’t check), I think it’s around 22k right now, and maybe a third of the way done? The beginning is done, and I’m into the meat of the story, which is always the most fun but also my biggest struggle. It’s easy to plot for me but harder to actually write, whereas endings are the opposite - harder to plot but they come like a breeze when I actually get there!
I also love making playlists for my writing projects - one random song off it is It Will Come Back by Hozier. The whole song is a Rhys mood, but the second verse in particular fits him so well.
I know who I am when I’m alone/ I’m something else when I see you/ You don’t understand, you should never know/ How easy you are to need/ Don’t let me in with no intention to keep me Jesus Christ, don’t be kind to me/ Honey, don’t feed me, I will come back
Like that whole thing????? Literally him.
And for the snippet, some angst:
“It’s mine,” he whimpered, head turning back and forth again. Twigs tangled in his hair, scratching his cheek sharply enough that it left an immediate red line of irritation. “You can’t… you can’t take it. It’s mine.”
Anyway I hope you have a great next few days/weeks until I next message 😊
Hello again Santa! It's good to hear from you!! I'm so sorry you've been so sick, that sounds absolutely terrible. I hope you've taken time for yourself to recover. <333 Getting sick around the holidays/finals always adds to the stress.
My past few weeks have been pretty uneventful! Chipping away at some school projects mostly.
Also It Will Come Back is one of my favorite Hozier songs, and you're absolutely correct it is soooo Rhys. Actually, on the subject of Hozier, one of the highlights of the last few weeks for me was successfully getting Hozier tickets! I'm so incredibly hyped.
One song I've been associating with (angsty) Rhys lately is Meet Me in the Woods by Lord Huron!
I have seen what the darkness does
Say goodbye to who I was
I ain't never been away so long
Don't look back, them days are gone
Follow me into the endless night
I can bring your fears to life
Show me yours and I'll show you mine
Meet me in the woods tonight
And 22k words so far?? Santa, you absolutely spoil me!! Just so you know, don't put too much pressure on yourself over word count! (I say this because I constantly put pressure on myself over word count haha) But I'm so excited for what this fic has in store.
I am absolutely screaming over this snippet!!! Is this Rhys? Who took something from him??? Why is he in the woods??? So many questions.
It's always good to hear from you! Take care of yourself, Santa! <33
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How You Meet the Cullens + Jacob
Hi! I've decided I'm going to put some of my stuff from Wattpad, over here. If you want to see my Wattpad, its the same username as I have here. Anyway, this is how you meet the Cullens, + Jacob. Probably intended for female readers, but it could mostly go either way... I think. And I do have the girls as well in here.
Edward Cullen:
Edward and you met at school. Of course.
"Um, excuse me?" You asked a small girl, with short brown hair.
She turned around, revealing her pale white skin, and beautiful golden eyes.
"How can I help you?" She asked.
"I was wondering where Mr. Molina's classroom is?" You replied.
"Oh, yes. I can show you the way!" She grabbed your hand, and pulled you down the halls. (Wow, this is turning into an Alice preference)
"Thank you!" You said, when you two arrived at the classroom.
She pointed inside the room, towards a beautiful boy, with golden hair, and dark, dark, eyes. He glared at her, with his hand over his mouth. I turned to look at her, and she winked back at him.
"Uh, thank you. Oh, I never got your name." You said.
"Alice. Yours?" She asked, still smiling.
"Y/N."
"Well, Y/N, looks like you'll be sitting next to my brother, Edward, in there." She waved, and skipped away.
I walked inside the class, towards the boy, and sat down. He looked away, took a deep breath, then turned back to me.
"Hi, um, I'm Y/N. You're Edward, right?" I asked.
"Yes. I-I am." He seemed like he was in pain or something.
Weird.
Jacob Black:
I had lived in the outermost part of Forks for as long as I have lived. (Sounds like a wedding vow)
We were right next to the border of La Push. Therefore, I go to the school in the reservation.
(I have absolutely NO clue what the school is like there, so I'm making it up)
But, I didn't really talk to anyone. I had a few friends from down in the more central part of Forks, Bella Swan was one of them. She recently moved here full time. I hadn't seen her since I was little.
There was this one kid named Jacob who I had met a couple of times, mostly when he played with Bella snd I while our parents went fishing or whatever.
But, since Bella was going to school in Forks, I decided I would try and re-connect with this Jacob, to see if I could hang out with him.
So, I asked around one day at school for what classes he was in, and found out that he was in one of my classes. How did I never notice? Oh, just me and my oblivious self. (Sorry, if you're like- not oblivious?)
Well, I found him one day.
"Jacob, right?" I asked him.
"Oh, yes, oh, oh! Y/N! Hi!" He seemed to be a very nice boy.
"Yes, it's me. Um, I haven't talked to you in years, I'm surprised you remember my name." I explained.
"I'm surprised you remembered mine." He laughed.
"So, uh, I"m kind of wondering if you want to like, hang out or something. Anywhere works. I just need some company." (Bella who?)
"Sire! You could come by my house today after school and we can catch up. Do you like cars?" He asked.
"Depends." I laughed in response.
"Well, you can come help me too. I like to re-build them."
"Sounds like a plan."
Emmett Cullen:
(for this one you are a vampire already, and yes I basically stole Rosalie's life. Also, if I get facts wrong, don't come for me, just tell me *kindly* and I will fix it)
I became a vampire in 1920. Two years after my brother Edward, and one year before my mother Esme.
I'd been a vampire for 15 years already. How time flies
One day I was running through the forest when I heard screams coming from a small patch. I sprinted towards the place, and saw a boy, probably 20, getting attacked by a bear. I shoved the bear off of him instantly, and bit into it, getting it's blood.
I remembered that the boy was watching, and was probably shaken up, not to mention, he was most likely dying. I turned back towards him, wiping a small bit of blood off of my lip, and said,
"Hello, I'm Y/N Cullen."
"E-Emmet. How did you do that?" He asked, very weakly.
"I have my ways. What hurts?" I asked.
"Everything." Of course-
"I'll be right back. Don't move." Not that he really could. I sprinted back to my house. I opened the door, and Carlisle, Esme, and Edward turned towards me.
"Y/N? What is it?" Carlisle asked.
"There's a boy, Emmett. He got attacked by a bear. He's very weak. You need to turn him Carlisle."
They all sprinted into the woods, and I led them towards where Emmett lay. He was still there, but weaker.
Jasper Hale:
(you're a vampire)
Jasper became a vampire in 1863. (I think)
He was telling me his story.
I had recently been turned into a vampire by Carlisle, after he rescued me, and I hadn't really met the rest of the family yet. (You can make up why you had to become a vampire)
When Jasper had finished the story, I said, "Wow."
"That's all I could get out. His story was just, wow....
I forgot, Edward could read my mind. I only remembered when he chuckled after I thought that.
I gave him an internal glare.
Bella was sitting in the corner, with him.
"So, Y/N, tell us your full story." Jasper smiled.
(Sorry, his is kind of short..)
Carlisle Cullen:
It was my first day working at the Forks Hospital and I needed some directions.
I walked up to mid-height man, with blonde hair, and very pale skin.
"Hello, sir?" I asked him, and he spun around.
"Yes, Ms. Y/L/N?" He asked.
"H-how do you know my last name?" I asked in response.
"I heard someone talking about you coming, and you're the only new face around here. We don't get them often." He smiled, and my heart fluttered. Good thing he wasn't like a super-hearer or anything. {;)}
"Well, uhm, I was just wondering where the surgical ward is?" He pointed towards the left, and I smiled slightly, walking away, and quietly looking back at him after I was sure he couldn't see me.
Alice Cullen:
(You had already seen Alice before, but never interacted with her much, like most of the students)
I was walking around in the forest, when I heard footsteps.
"Hello?" I called out.
"Y/N!" A girl replied, I noticed it was Alice Cullen.
"Oh, hello, Alice." I was a bit confused to how she knew my name, but to be honest, I knew her's too and that's a bit strange. But, everyone does talk about the Cullens.
"What are you doing out here in the forest?" She asked me. I didn't have a valid answer. I could say "Just felt like taking a stroll..." or "Oh, I'm working on my steps." but, none of those were true, I really didn't know what I was doing here.
"Uhm, working on my steps, and taking a stroll....??" I questioned myself.
"Oookay then. Would you like to come with me? I can show you some of my favorite spots to relax." The way she said relax made me think she wasn't relaxing, and probably meant running around and exercising. Just what I needed.
"Sure, sounds great." I smiled.
Rosalie Hale:
Everyone that lives in Forks knows about the Cullens. Even the people in the reservation.
There's the three boys, the goofy one, the silent one, and the constipated one.
Then there's the two girls. Alice and Rosalie.
I've talked to Alice, we've said hi.
But in general, I know nothing about Rosalie.
All I know is she is incredibly smart, beautiful, and did I mention gorgeous?
I've never had the guts to talk to her. Maybe it's that I'm a wimp, or maybe it's that she is very intimidating. Probably a mixture of both.
But today, I got lucky, and didn't have to talk to her. She talked to me.
I had noticed her eyeing me a few times, and I never knew if she was looking down on me, in a bad way, or if she was interested in me. Both ways scared me.
Today, she came up to me.
I was sitting at the lunch table with Angela and Jessica, and the new kid, Bella.
"Y/N, can I talk to you really quick?" She asked.
"Uh, uh, yes, yes, sure." I stood up quickly, and while walking away with her, I turned towards Angela and Jess, and they smiled and winked.
"So, what did you want to talk about?" I asked.
"Well, I wanted to know... did you want to hang out sometime?"
"Like, a date...?"
"Uh, yeah. Like a date." She smiled and we both laughed.
"Sure." I smiled back.
Bella Swan:
Apparently, today Chief Swan's daughter is moving to the school.
I'm looking forward to it, I want to make more friends.
I was standing outside, waiting to see if I spotted her, when a big, orange-red truck pulled into the parking lot.
It must be her! I've never seen that truck before.
I ran up to it, when I saw people laughing at it. Whatever, I think it's cool.
She climbed out of her truck, and I probably startled her, standing there.
"Hi! I'm Y/N Y/L/N. You're Chief Swan's daughter, right?" I asked.
"Uh, yes. Bella Swan." She stuck out her hand, and I shook it.
"So, do you want to know anything, anything special?" I asked.
"Um, I'm not sure...." She said, tucking her hair behind her ear. (Ugh, a classic Bella move)
"No worries. Let me show you to your first class." I smiled, and took her hand, pulling her down the hallway.
Esme Cullen:
I was walking around town, alone. A kind of dangerous move, since there have been so many mysterious attacks lately.
I was looking through random stores, when I noticed Esme Platt, (we're just saying she isn't a Cullen because I guess they aren't married...????) Carlisle Cullen's old friend. (I don't even know how to write this...)
"Hi, Esme." I said.
"Oh, hello, Y/N." She smiled.
"How have you been?" I haven't seen her in a while. We've talked a few times.
"I've been good, how have you been?" She replied.
"I'm great. We really should catch up sometime." I said, trying to be subtle.
"Yes, we should. Do you want to go to lunch tomorrow?" She asked.
"Of course! Where do you want to go?"
"Don't worry about me. I won't eat much anyway."
******
So, yeah, that's it. I'm aware that these aren't perfection, bur they were fun to write so, yeah!
I will be posting a lot more now since I'm getting really into writing again ;)
Thank you all for reading, (not that a ton of people are going to read this lol)
And yeah, see you soon! :3
-Ada
#twilight#twilight x reader#bella swan#edward cullen#alice cullen#rosalie hale#jasper hale#esme cullen#carlisle cullen#jacob black#the twilight saga#the cullens#bella swan x reader#edward cullen x reader#alice cullen x reader#rosalie hale x reader#jasper hale x reader#esme cullen x reader#carlisle cullen x reader#jacob black x reader#twilight fanfiction#twilight preferences#my writing
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if they thought you liked the other twin (osamu, atsumu)
𝐚/𝐧: i was suddenly struck by inspo for the miya twins so here's this -leo
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: pining fluff, friends to lovers, light angst with a happy ending
my haikyuu masterlist
𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔
✰ Atsumu is so whipped for you.
✰ He enjoys the attention he gets for being a star player, and even the fangirls help to feed his ego sometimes, but he didn't care about any of them. Not like he cares about you.
✰ They don't really know him, so what's the point?
✰ You're different to him, though. You didn't care about the fans or the TV interviews, or any of the usual things that people noticed about him.
✰ You got to know him, and it made him want to get to know you back, and somewhere along the way, Atsumu fell in love.
✰ The only problem was Osamu.
✰ Well, maybe that wasn't the best way to put it. It wasn't like Osamu was doing anything wrong, but it was hard for Tsumu not to notice how much time you'd been spending with his brother.
✰ You'd come up to Osamu after practices and whisper something to him, and he'd nod, and Atsumu would have to watch as the two of you disappeared off somewhere that he wasn't invited.
✰ It killed him inside a little, since he'd always thought that he was closer to you than Samu was; if you had feelings for Osamu, then why hadn't you told him?
✰ He tried not to be a dick about it; he would whine a little whenever you and Osamu would disappear after practices, but what he was showing was only the tip of the iceberg when it came to how deeply he was hurting at the thought of you falling in love with his brother.
✰ It was after another practice, and there you were on the sidelines with that stupid freakin' beautiful smile that he loved so much. He was standing by Osamu as they packed their duffel bags back up, and he tried to ignore the pang in his chest as you jogged up, surely going to drag Samu away again.
"Atsumu!" you called. "Could we- Uh... Could we talk?"
That was a surprise.
He glanced to Osamu, who gave him a small nod before shouldering his bag and walking off the court without another glance. He couldn't even be nervous about whatever it was you wanted to talk about; he was just glad that he was finally the one that you were speaking to. "Sure thing, darlin'," he replied, picking up his bag and following you to a more private area.
"Okay, uh- Here goes: There's something I've been needing to tell you for a while, and-"
"Ah see..." Atsumu sighed, all of that hurt hitting him again like a ton of bricks. This was where you finally did it right? This was where you'd tell him that you and Osamu were together, this was where you'd finally rip his heart out.
"You... do?"
"Yeah." He tried not to sound bitter, but he found it seeping through anyway, a harshness weighing down on his inflection. "You and 'Samu are goin' out, right? Figured that out for m'self a while ago, darlin'. Ya don't gotta tell me."
"Wha-" You stared at him in bewilderment as the pieces click into place, and you realized what he'd been thinking all this time. You couldn't help it, and burst out into laughter, bringing a hand up to cover your mouth.
"What's so funny?" he asked, puffing his chest out slightly and crossing his arms. He'd spent so much effort trying his best not to lose his shit over the idea of you in love with Osamu, the least you could do was not laugh in his face.
"Atsumu, I am not dating your brother. In any way. I've never even thought about it. I asked you to talk because, well..."
"Oh. Oh m' God." And finally he got it.
"I really like you, y'know? And I was wondering if you'd want to go out sometime? Like, on a date? Osamu actually helped me make all the plans." You were far less nervous now, in part because of Atsumu's misunderstanding, but mostly because of the huge, goofy smile that spread across his face.
"So... I'm guessing you're on board?"
"Oh, sweetheart, you've got no idea," he chuckles, pulling you into a tight hug and kissing the top of your head. "Ya scared the hell outta me, y'know."
𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔
✰ Osamu's feelings for you snuck up on him.
✰ He'd always been drawn to you, but he didn't think it was any different than anyone else. You were a cool person, and he liked that you saw him for him, and not as part of a matched set.
✰ He loves his brother, but can he be blamed for wanting some things to himself?
✰ He's not annoyed per-se when you start getting close with Atsumu—what he feels isn't harsh. It's more like a balloon deflating through a tiny outlet as he feels his importance to you slowly being overtaken by your friendship with Atsumu.
✰ He can't figure out why it bothers him so damn much when he sees you joking around with his twin, or even just cheering for him at matches.
✰ He doesn't place the feeling as jealousy until he's stuck at home, flicking through channels on TV until he lands on some crappy romance movie. He watches the two main characters play off of each other, and he can't help but realize that one of the leads reminds him of you.
✰ And then he pictures Atsumu across from you, and that awful feeling comes back to him, burning a hole in his chest.
✰ Strangely, it's not so bad once he knows what it is that he's feeling, because at least he can start to deal with it.
✰ Nonetheless, he's a little worried about you. Osamu can read his brother pretty well—well enough to know whether or not he has feelings for someone. Honestly, he'd never thought that Tsumu seemed interested in you.
✰ Valentine's day was tomorrow and Samu had been unfortunate enough to overhear a conversation between you and a friend.
"You're going to bring him chocolates?" Yua whispered to you, her eyes shining.
"Mhm! I think he'll really like them too! I'm gonna go home tonight and work on decorations for the box." You had no idea Osamu was listening, and if you did, you would have probably died on the spot.
"I think he'll say yes," she replied thoughtfully. "Some of the girls have been upset lately; they say that Miya-san really likes you."
Osamu wished in that moment that the earth beneath his feet would open up and swallow him whole. Had he been wrong? Did Atsumu feel the same way that you did? And worse, had a selfish part of him been hoping that you'd be rejected?
His jaw tightened and he turned away, careful not to draw your attention as he slipped off in the other direction.
He considered faking a cold the next day, but that was childish, wasn't it? He dragged himself out of bed and got to school, dreading lunch period, when he knew everything would finally come crashing down around him.
The bell rang for lunch, and he packed his things quickly, not wanting to be there to watch you confess to his brother.
Imagine his surprise when he felt a tug on his sleeve just as he reached the doorway, and turned to see you standing there in front of him.
"'Samu? Could we go somewhere a little more private?" you asked, tensing up slightly the way that you always did when you were nervous.
"Er... Yeah."
What? This wasn't at all what he'd thought would happen, and his head was swimming as he followed you to the library, staring at the brown paper bag that you clutched to your chest.
You ended up behind one of the taller shelves in the back, and Osamu's hands were twitching in his pockets as he stared down at you.
Time was moving agonizingly slowly as you opened the paper bag and withdrew a brightly colored, heart-shaped box.
OSAMU was written across the front in careful lettering, and the world stopped around him.
"Samu, I-"
"I'm in love with you," he breathed out, hands moving from his pockets as he stepped forward to place his hands on the sides of your face, closing the distance between the two of you in one fell swoop.
Before you could answer, his lips were on yours, and your heart was bursting.
He was grinning when he pulled away, eyes gleaming with adoration as he took in your smile.
"I love you too, you big dork. I... was not expecting this to go so smoothly," you admitted, reaching up a hand to brush back a lock of his hair.
He's beaming when he says, "Honey, you've got no clue just how long Ah've been wantin' to do that."
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Chemistry Part 1
FlirtyFuckboy!Gojo x VirginLabPartner!Reader
I have the fattest crush on this idiot. This is mostly me fantasizing about interacting with him in college. I'm obsessed.
Probably going to keep this going. Maybe get Suguru involved later.
18+ Content: sexual scenarios and strong language, sexual harassment?, exhibitionism, teasing, dirty talk, dubcon, fingering
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(swoon - beach weather)
"Gojo, please. We have to focus." you plead with him, exhausted, as he plays around on his phone. The stick of his lollipop rolls around to the other side of his mouth. He shoots you a sideways glance over those trendy shades and smirks.
"Do you have a mouse in your pocket?" his eyes track down the scrolling screen in his hands.
"What?" you furrow your brow in confusion. You don't have the energy for his games right now. What is he on about?
"You said WE need to focus," he leans the chair back onto two legs, kicking his feet up on the table, "who is we? You and the mouse?" his nose wrinkles as he snickers to himself. His snarky grin is giving you a headache.
You huff and fix your glasses back on your nose.
This is absolutely pointless.
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When your chemistry professor pulled you aside after class, you expected to chat about your senior thesis. Instead, he all but got down on his knees and begged you to work with Gojo on the midterm lab.
"I have no one else for him." You groaned and turned away.
"That's not my headache." You stuffed books into your bag, ready to leave this conversation.
"Listen, I know he's a bit troublesome but if you just-"
"Troublesome? A bit troublesome? Really, professor?" he sighed at the look you gave him.
"Y/N, can you please just do me this favor? You owe me for pushing that late submission through last trimester." he's still holding that over your head?
"Oh come on! That's nowhere close to a fair trade." You have too much going on right now to have Satoru Gojo dropped onto your plate.
He crossed his arms, "I've already paired everyone up."
You scowled at him and threw your bag over your shoulder.
"He's yours."
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You look at your watch. 8:30pm. Jesus.
"That's it." You drop your pen into the spine of your textbook. He raises his eyebrows as you push back your chair and stand up.
"Wai-wait, where are you going?" He watches you let your hair fall out of the bun on top of your head and you walk out of the library study room without another word.
You run your fingers through your hair and sigh, releasing your frustration. You have a long list of problems in your life and he will not be making that list tonight.
"Not so fast tiger" he strides up beside you out of nowhere. You roll your eyes and keep walking.
"Where we goin'?"
"I need coffee."
"Oh, when did this become a date?" he straightens the collar of his button-down and puffs out his chest.
'Insufferable' you keep your mouth shut. You refuse to react, turning the corner towards the library cafe.
"Slow down babe" he pops the sucker out of his mouth and takes a couple big steps with those freakishly long legs to catch up to you.
"Not your babe." Your face feels hot.
"You could be.." he leans forward and flashes you a flirty grin as you walk side by side up to the counter.
"Ugh" you scoff and shoo him away, stepping up to order. He clears his throat and nudges in front of you.
"Yes! Good evening, I'll have a large hot chocolate with extra whip," he gestures to you, "and for the pretty lady?" you glare at him.
"...macchiatto, double shot, please." You turn and spit fire at him, "this is not a date, jackass."
He smugly whips his card from his wallet, "And yet, I'm paying for your coffee.." The wink he throws at you is lethal.
There's no way he isn't pleased by the blush in your cheeks. You try to convince yourself that it's the rage...
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You just cannot stand him. Always disrupting class with stupid jokes. Erupting into obnoxious laughter out of nowhere in the back with his buddies. His whole devil-may-care attitude might pull other girls, but there's no way you have any feelings for this idiot other than irritation.
You've seen him in action all over campus. Tickling some little freshman under the chin outside the dining hall, making her giggle and flip her hair. Another poor clueless girl falling headfirst into his trap. You roll your eyes and go about your business. You don’t need any of that from him. You have purposely kept your distance for the last 3 years, doing your best to stay off his radar.
That didn't stop him from trying to peek under your skirt last week in lab. You were leaning over the table, reaching up for a beaker. You didn't notice him tilting back in his chair to lift the fabric with his finger until Suguru snorted out a squashed laugh. You whipped around and swatted at his hand. He shook his fingers and sucked his teeth,
"Ouch..I was just lookin’ honey..wasn't gonna touch.." that nasty little smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth.
"GOJO. GETO. Knock it off!" Your professor barked from his desk, hearing the laughter.
"Sorry teach! She just looks so cute in this skirt today." He called out with absolutely no shame, eyes trained on your flustered face,
"GOJO! That's enough."
“really fuckin’ cute..” he added under his breath, rolling his lollipop on his tongue.
You'd never been so embarrassed. You flipped back around and snatched the beaker, holding the back of your skirt down, before rushing to the other side of the lab bench. Your cheeks burned through the rest of class. You will not be wearing that skirt to lab again.
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He stares after you. Your hair sways back and forth as you strut down the hall away from him. It brushes just shy of your belt loop. He bites down on his lollipop watching the way your hips swing.
You’re so fucking hot when you're mad...
He hums a groan under his breath and jogs to catch up.
"Okay stop.." He grabs your icy shoulder to try and slow your roll. You sip your coffee and shrug his hand off, you don’t even look at him.
“Look, I’m sorry, okay? I know I tease you too much.” You’re not buying it. Gojo is many things, but sincere isn’t one of them.
“Hey! I was just messing with you, you don’t have to be so-“ he trips a few steps past you when you stop dead, leaving him to spin back around.
“SO WHAT? So serious? So mean? Do you think I’m a bitch? How would you like me to act Gojo? HUH? What would please you? I’m not a little freshman play toy. I’ve had ENOUGH of your bullshit! We need to get back and get this fucking midterm done because I will NOT let you drag my grade down! Is that clear?!”
Your shoulders heave and your hands feel shaky from the cathartic release. That felt good. You’ve never raised your voice at someone like that. You tend to avoid confrontation, but he just brings the fire out of you. You glare at the open-mouthed dumbstruck look on his face.
Silence fills the hallway. He’s stunned. You’ve never seen him so still, or quiet. He finally shuts his mouth and you see his eyes flick to your left.
He moves toward you with a stern look on his face. Your stomach flips.
Is he mad? He’s never mad.
“Come with me.” He takes your arm.
“No, why?” You yank away and furrow your brows. He takes his hand off you and raises both in surrender. He lets out a heavy sigh, walks over, and opens the door to your left.
“Just come on.”
You stay put and examine him, weary of his change in demeanor. It’s not anger. Almost smells like defeat. You relent and pass through the doorway.
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(drew barrymore - bryce vine)
You look around to find yourself in an unfamiliar, dimly lit area of the stacks. The school library is a labyrinth and you’ve never been in through this door before. The nearest light sits on a desk by the windows about 6 or 7 rows down.
You turn to see him placing his coffee cup in a gap on the shelf. You swallow hard, suddenly nervous and regretting the way you shouted at him. He doesn’t seem like himself. He steps forward and you step back, maintaining distance. You try to step back again but the shelves block you. You clutch your coffee as he gets closer than you’d like him to be.
“I’ve never heard you swear before.” His remark surprises you. He takes the cup from your hands and sets it on a shelf. His voice is hushed and you're not sure you like the way he's looking at you.
“Well you were pissing me off..” he’s in your personal space and you’re suddenly conscious of your breathing.
“Mm, that’s fair. Just didn’t know you used those kinds of words.” He gently teases you again and your face grows hot. You roll your eyes at him for the millionth time, trying to shake off this weird tension between you.
“Gojo, what are we doing in here?”
“You were making a scene.”
“I wasn’t, you just wouldn’t-“
“Have you ever been fucked?”
Your heart dives into your stomach.
His eyes flick down to your lips.
“I bet you haven’t.”
Is he messing with you again? This is outrageous.
“That’s none of your business.”
He clicks his tongue and drops his chin, leaning forward just a little more.
“Nah, I can tell. No one’s ever touched you.”
You hold your breath as his fingers ghost over the goosebumps on your arm. Sparks fly off your skin and your heart races around in your chest. His words tie a dirty little knot into your guts.
“Have you ever touched yourself?”
You huff at his audacity. Now he’s just being rude. He hums back and lightly bumps his hips into yours. You bump back into the stacks.
“Mhm, I bet you do it all the time. Does it make you feel good?”
Your eyes dart away to escape the intensity of his eye contact. He really has no shame. You see his grin widen out of the corner of your eye.
"D'you make yourself cum?"
Heat surges up into your face and down between your legs in the same instant. You try to hide it but you're completely flustered. He can see it all over your face. His cock throbs against his zipper, picturing you touching your own body.
His hand comes up by your head and he leans against the shelves, caging you in.
“Wonder what kind of pretty sounds you can make.” He just keeps going, you shift your weight, and flinch when his hand lands on your waist.
“What d'you think about with your fingers in your cunt?” Your eyes jump back to him at the vulgar words. He squeezes your waist and the little knot twists again. You pull a quick breath when he leans in next to your ear.
“D'you think about me?” He whispers too close, it triggers a wash of chills over your skin. Your walls tighten inside you. His hand starts sliding up the curve of your waist and slips under your shirt. Your exhale catches his ear as he cups your bra.
“Is that a yes?” He squeezes and his other hand moves to skate around your shoulder and under your hair. He blindly unclasps your bra through your shirt like he’s done it a thousand times. His fingers then quickly find their way to your nipples and start to play.
You bite hard into your lip to stifle your moan but he hears it in your throat. He smirks. This is your first time and it fucking shows.
“Your imagination ain’t enough, is it?”
His impish sneer wrinkles his nose and he bites down on the stick of his sucker before pulling it out of his mouth. Your mouth falls open with a sigh when he pinches a little harder and he drops it on your tongue. It’s cherry-flavored and you don’t think twice as you fold your lips around it.
Gojo likes what he sees.
“Pretty girl, I can think of so many things to do with that mouth.”
His knee nudges between your thighs and pushes up against your heat. You hum and your tongue curls around the lollipop. His hands leave your breasts to squeeze your hips and rock you on his thigh. You crunch down on the candy and grasp at his shirt at the sudden friction. Your breath comes out hot and you look up at him with big puppy eyes.
“You like that, hm?”
You nod automatically. Waves of pleasure radiate from your clit, and tug on the knot in your core. You drop your weight down onto him against your will.
What has gotten into you?
"D'you want me to play with you? Want me to show you how good this can feel?"
"Hng..ah.." he pushes into you, pressing you against the stacks. You paw at his shoulders to steady yourself as he adds even more pressure between your legs.
"There we go.." he sweeps your hair off your neck and his lips hit your skin. Electricity hums through your nerves.
"Ohh.." a hushed little moan rolls off your tongue. His hands slide back up under your shirt and continue groping your breasts.
"Such a frustrated little virgin.."
"Mmmh.." that moan came out a little louder, your whole body feels like it's resonating. He drags his tongue up your neck.
"I can fix that.."
It's just too much. Your head thumps back into the books.
"Oh my god.."
You've never felt anything this hot. It's similar to the times you've laid in bed exploring your own body, but this just feels so much better. You don't even care that it's him.
Maybe it's better because it is.
Gojo can’t believe the sounds you’re making for him. He’s finally caught his mouse and you aren’t even putting up a fight.
Little do you know, he's been simping over you since freshman year.
There’s something about you. The sweet innocence is there, but you also have this sharp little attitude that he just can't resist. The combination has always intrigued him.
And you don’t even realize what you do to him. You don't know how much you turn him on. He can't stand it when you walk into class wearing those overall shorts that hug your ass just right. That headband you wear is ridiculously sexy. And you’re so damn smart.
He daydreams in class about fucking you on every surface in the lab.
You’ve deflected every one of his advances, yet you always storm off with a flush in your cheeks. You’re the one thing he’s not allowed to touch. The toy on the shelf that he hasn’t been able to reach.
Until now.
"Don't play coy with me anymore," he whispers in your ear.
"Be honest. You liked it when I lifted your skirt last week, didn't you?"
You hum as he squeezes your ass.
"I saw those lacey little panties, y'know.."
He moves his thigh out from between your legs and you're embarrassed by the needy feeling that hits you. He looks at your desperate blushy face and grins.
"Are you wearing them right now?"
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You blink and he's already unzipped your fly. Your heart punches at your ribs when you feel his hand slide down inside. His fingers start rubbing into your slit through your panties and your entire body shudders. Your hands fly onto his forearm when he bumps into your clit. He pauses there and eats up the fervent arousal painted on your cute face.
“You can tell me to stop..” He knows you won’t. He keeps rubbing.
The sexual frustration is radiating off you like a heater.
He's so right. You’re dying to be touched like this.
Your mind is running in a hundred different directions, trying to decide what to do, but the way he's massaging your throbbing clit is melting your focus and dismantling your will.
He pushes in on your sensitive bud and you gasp, gripping his arm and shaking your head.
“Use your words, what d'you want me to do?” He rolls it around under his finger, pulsing pleasure through you like you've never felt before.
He bites the end of the stick hanging from your lips and takes it back. He rolls it to the corner of his smirk and waits for you to give in and answer him.
You know what you should do but the aching twist in your core won't let you.
“Mmph...don’t stop..”
“That's what I thought..”
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Part 2
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