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abiiors · 1 year

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Weekends in Manchester - Part 5 // M.H.

Say That Again

Matty Healy x fem! reader

Series Summary - Moving to Manchester all on your own was a bit of a daunting task so you started walking alone in the city to get a feel of it. Little did you know, the cute cafe that’s quickly becoming your regular is also the usual haunt of a certain curly-haired musician.

Word Count - 1.5k

Warnings - Alcohol (wine specifically), swear words, semi-horrible flirting, maybe some smut, honestly I don’t know what the fuck this is.

A/N - Work has been super busy lately. I know the chapter is small but hopefully, things calm down a bit after this week and I can go back to writing for fun soon.

(Disclaimer: I have never lived in Manchester and all my knowledge comes from Google. Most of the places mentioned are made up. If there’s anything I have gotten wrong, please let me know :) )

I would really appreciate engagement and feedback and my requests are open!

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Here’s part 4 if you missed it!

‘Want to grab drinks after work?’ Jules, your new work friend, proposed as Friday drew to a close.

You and Jules had met on the first day of work. They had offered to show you around the office and their friendly, bubbly personality had quickly endeared you to them.

‘Yes,’ you answered with a smile, getting ready to pack up for the day when your phone pinged with an incoming text.

Your fav Manchester guide: There’s DEVASTATING news :(

You: Did your favourite burger shack go out of business or something?

Your fav Manchester guide: Don’t you ever put something like that out into the universe

Your fav Manchester guide: Anyway it’s not that

Your fav Manchester guide: I have to leave for London in about an hour

Your fav Manchester guide: For the whole weekend…

The whole weekend…

You tried not to let the disappointment settle in your gut.

Matty had just asked you out on a very official date the Sunday before and you had practically counted down the days till Saturday. Unfortunately, now you had nothing to look forward to for the weekend.

You: Oh…

Your fav Manchester guide: It’s for work. I’m so sorry

Your fav Manchester guide: Rain check?

You: There’s always the next weekend, right?

Your fav Manchester guide: I will make this up to you I promise.

You wanted to stomp your feet petulantly. This was so unfair! But of course, his work was important to him and you weren’t about to let the immature, impulsive side win.

You: It’s work, Matty. Of course, I understand.

‘You ready, y/n?’ Jules called from their cubicle and you nodded at them.

Matty wasn’t the only part of your life. You had friends outside of him and so what if he couldn’t make it this weekend? You were both grown adults with adult jobs and you knew sometimes life simply gets in the way.

Besides, you were looking forward to hanging out with Jules and you definitely wanted to get to know them better.

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Wine drunk and happy from the way your night had turned out, you took out your phone and snapped a quick selfie.

You: {attachment: one photo}

You: I have just had the best wine on the plannnneettttt

Your fav Manchester guide: and here I am, surrounded by useless papers and unnecessarily complicated contracts

Your fav Manchester guide: {attachment: one photo}

You opened the photo to Matty’s face looking vaguely annoyed and definitely tired. You giggled at the state of his hair. He had definitely run a frustrated hand through it multiple times throughout the night. The thought had you thinking about the Sunday before. How you had interlaced your fingers in Matty’s soft hair, how he had groaned when you had tugged at it. You were dying to do it all over again.

Unfortunately, all of that was going to have to wait.

That didn’t mean you couldn’t tease him just a bit.

You: Looks like you’ve been taking the frustration out on your hair.

You: Bet it would look quite different with my hands running through it.

Your fav Manchester guide: is typing…

Your fav Manchester guide: I bet it would.

You: You’re thinking about it right now, aren’t you?

Your fav Manchester guide: So are you

Even over the text, you could hear the challenge in his tone. You bit your lip, thinking of a suitable reply but nothing came to mind. You hadn't reached home yet, there was nothing you could do about the warm and tingly feeling that had spread all over your body.

Your fav Manchester guide: Seems like you’re thinking about much more than that.

You ignored the message. Let him stew a bit, let him wait. Instead, you focussed on getting home as quickly as possible. Besides, you could already feel the effects of the wine diminishing, you might as well wait till you felt a bit clearheaded, right?

As soon as you unlocked your front door, your phone started vibrating in your hands. You didn’t need to look at the screen to know who it was, you just had a feeling. You smiled coyly to yourself. Seems like he had gotten tired of the wait.

‘Are you ignoring me?’ his breathy voice filled your ears as soon as you pressed accept on the call.

‘And why would I be doing that?’ you challenged.

‘You sound like you’ve had a fun night,’ he tried to keep his voice neutral but you detected a faint hint of curiosity in it. Maybe even a bit of jealousy?

You were a bit impressed that he could detect hints of tipsiness from your tone alone. For a second, you even contemplated telling him that you had gone on a date just to see how he would react but then you decided otherwise.

‘Just a few drinks,’ you replied nonchalantly, ‘I’ve made a new friend.’

‘And here I thought you would be absolutely crestfallen over our cancelled date.’

You let out a laugh at his dramatics.

‘What, don’t laugh,’ he tutted, ‘unless you’ve already found a replacement for the weekend.’

‘Are you jealous, Matty?’ you made sure to put particular stress on his name. The outraged denial would come any minute. Or maybe, if he was feeling bold, he would even say yes—challenge you about it. Instead, you heard a faint intake of breath on the other side.

‘Say that again.’

By now you had managed to get changed and situate yourself in a snug position on the bed, all while being on the call.

‘Say what again?’ you laughed to mask the confusion, ‘accuse you of being jealous?’

‘No. Say my name again.’

The way he had said it, commanded it rather, sent shivers down your spine.

‘Matty…’ you breathed into the speaker.

‘Fuck,’ he groaned softly, then there was some rustling and the sound of a door shutting, ‘I swear if I didn’t have some urgent work this weekend, I would be there. I would be there to make you say it over and over again.’

The insinuation of his words didn’t go unnoticed and you had to bury your face in the pillows. Your body had gone hot and cold all over.

‘Well, who knows,’ you swallowed so your voice wouldn’t come out as a whisper, ‘the absence would do us wonders.’

‘Wonders is the word,’ he laughed.

Then there was the sound of the door opening once again, followed by something that sounded like, “he’s calling you”.

He groaned into the phone, this time sounding nothing like he had just minutes ago. You laughed at him, urging him to go. You could already feel your head spinning from just even the tiniest conversation you’d had over the phone.

Fuck, this didn’t even count as dirty talk. What would happen when—if—all your fantasies did come true?

Sleep didn’t come easily that night. You tossed and turned, trying to get rid of all the filthy thoughts that were determined to return, rather you weren’t successful in banishing them in the first place. Eventually, you felt yourself falling into a semi-lucid state, dreaming of calloused hands and curly hair, dreaming of soft lips and rough kisses.

You only woke up the next morning to your doorbell ringing. That was weird. You didn’t know enough people who would just drop by in the morning. It wasn’t even particularly early—just after 9 a.m.—still, it was out of the ordinary. Wrapping yourself in your dressing gown, you made your way to your front door and opened it cautiously.

Instead of a familiar face, you were greeted by a massive bunch of tulips and the delivery boy half hidden behind it.

‘Oh! Hello,’ you said a bit surprised at the sight. The surprise only doubled once he confirmed that they were for you indeed.

You thanked him as he handed you the bouquet and wished him a good day. Today wasn’t your birthday or any special day for that matter but there was bound to be a card in it, right?

Gingerly, you turned them around in search of one but found yourself admiring them instead. They were gorgeous, the flowers, and there was at least one flower in every colour tulips came in. Once you were done giving it a 360, you saw the small white square peeking from behind one of the flowers.

Aha!

Like a giddy child, you tore open the small envelope and took out the eggshell white card. Your heart pounded faster as you saw the familiar, slightly messy handwriting on it.

“I am not done making up yet. My place? 7 pm next Saturday?” – M.

You could already feel your cheeks getting warmer as you flipped to the other side of the card–

“P.S. Wear something you aren’t particularly attached to. Just in case.”

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sorcharavenlock · 11 months

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10. Just Another Manic Monday

"I can't stand those stupid internet lists," I grumble. I woke up in a mood. "Top Ten Most Attractive Avengers! Really?!"

"Please tell me Thor is not listed," Loki rolls his eyes.

"Number one, every single time. It's not even fair when half of his competition wears a mask or a helmet!

Besides, he's not even that handsome, to be honest. I mean, I can see why some people would find him attractive, but it's clear who got the best looks in your family."

I have to stop myself from slapping my hand over my mouth. Did I say that out loud?

Loki turns from bright green to bright pink. Did I just make a ghost blush?

After breakfast, I sit down to write. Loki is quiet, and I presume he's studying in the basement.

When I go to make a cup of tea, however, I find him in the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"This contraption is absolutely fascinating!" Loki declares. "It keeps spinning around, tumbling your garments through soapy water!"

"Wait, you've never seen a washing machine before?" I ask. "How did you do laundry in Asgard?"

"I didn't, Loki shrugged. "I had servants for that. I simply dropped my clothing on the floor and I'd find them clean in my wardrobe eventually."

I think for a moment. Getting Loki to help with the chores has been difficult. I suddenly have a cunning plan!

"Well, I'd prefer it if you wouldn't touch the machine. It is complicated and expensive equipment, and I do'nt think it's a good idea for you to operate it."

Loki frowns. "I have you know I was using far more advanced technology long before you were borne! Surely I am more than capable of operating this one!"

"I do'nt know..." I hedge, trying to hide a smile.

"Do not insult my intelligence!" Loki snaps.

"Okay, If you think you can handle it, I'll let you work the washing machine. I trust you."

Loki smiles smugly, happy he got his way.

I show him how to open the machine when it's done and how to add the laundry and detergent.

"You'll have to hang this load out first, after that, you can put the new load in. Call me if you aren't sure what to do!"

"That shall not be needed!" Loki waggles his finger at me.

I leave him guarding the laundry, trying not to smile.

Marianna: 1, god of mischief :0!

Loki spends the rest of his day studying.

In the evening we watch a horror movie together:

After that, I go to bed.

loki however, is suffering from a manic episode and he can not sleep.

First, he practices his magic:

Then he tries to read again, but he can not concentrate. A little while later I wake up to the sound of Heavy Metal.

I find Loki and a friendly spirit rocking out in the sitting room.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!" I yell.

I turn the music off.

"I can't sleep," Loki complains.

"Then find something quieter!"

Loki returns to the basement. The woodworking table that we moved to make room for his bed catches his eye:

Soon, he's made a little statue.

"This will make a nice surprise for Marianna," He thinks to himself.

Loki places it in the sitting room and steals my phone to send a picture to Nea.

He takes a bunch of selfies as well and hangs them around the sitting room.

Above my desk, so I can look at him all the time!

Loki is pretty pleased with himself.

My PC gets his eye next. Not long after, he sets himself up with a social media profile. He's been looking over my shoulder enough when I was checking mine to know how it works.

He also cleans the cat litter box with magic...

hugs and plays with the cats...

... and takes a selfie with Becca when she gets up:

It is the dawn of another day, and we are still no closer to returning Loki back to life...

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belphieslilcow · 1 year

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uhhhh belphie sends cass lewd selfies cause he's a tease hehe

Cassian yawned as he picked up his DDD, ignoring his schoolwork. Math was just so boring and complicated, he needed some type of distraction to keep his brain awake. Luckily the teachers at RAD didn't seem to mind students being on their phones, maybe cause it was more similar to a college than a high school?

"Though I guess I've never been to college so I dunno the rules..." Cass sighed as he thought to himself, scrolling through Devilgram and liking the bored selfies Asmo was taking a few classroom's over, it looked like they were having the same issue. It wasn't long before he got a message pop up.

[Belphegor] Aren't you supposed to be doing your work?

Cass pouted and typed up a response.

[Cassian] says the guy who's not even at school lmao

[Belphegor] What? Are you jealous?

[Cassian] >:(

[Belphegor] Oh, by the way, do you mind if I use some of your stuff?

[Cassian] sure, why'd you ask? :o

[Belphegor] Hehe, no reason.

Cassian cocked his head at his screen, is this the first time Belphie's asked to borrow something of his? He tended to just take his stuff.

It wasn't a few minutes later that he got another notification. An image this time.

His lilac eyes widened and he flushed at the picture his boyfriend sent him. He tried not to be obvious what he was looking at as he hunched over, trying his best to cover his screen.

Belphie had sent a picture of him wearing Cass's own pink hoodie, even going so far as to clip in some of his hairpins.

Though as adorable as that was, it was overshadowed by the fact the demon had also grabbed Cassian's bright pink dildo, holding it up with a smug look on his face.

[Belphegor] I mean, you like cosplay, right?

[Cassian] WH-

[Belphegor] Something wrong? You said I could use your stuff after all.

[Cassian] IT'S FINE!! LIKE YOU LOOK REALLY CUTE IN PINK IT'S JUST- hhngggg

It was another few minutes before Belphie responded with another picture.

It was a shot of the rest of Belphie's body, naked except for his boyfriend's hoodie, his dick was hard as his left hand reached around and was very obviously fucking himself with the human's sex toy.

[Belphegor] I'll be waiting for when you get home, okay?

Cassian's face burned as he curled in himself further, no one needed to see his partner like this, other than him, of course. God, why did he have to be so cute?

#suggestive #cassian #i had this thought #i hope this makes sense when i wake up LOL #the alatonin mmade me write

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ghost-in-my-dreams · 2 months

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Fool Me Once, Fool Me Twice

Decided to start immediately in order to try and capture the feeling of being fooled in digital writing. I had a friend who I tried to forget that he had fooled me and it cost me. Little did I know it was not going to be the last time. Presently, it happened again believe it or not. By believing that he was not capable of having a darker secret he never told me about. It made me ask, if he was using me from the very beginning while also hiding this secret I now know about today? In other words, is he a big fat liar and nothing he told me was ever the truth, ever since the very first time we met? And this other life I terribly found out he was engaging in was already happening? Over complicated and I find it hard to come to a conclusion when this other character Blaine takes over the topic of the blog for some reason....

Fool me thrice. I confirmed a few tips that I was suspicious of at the last second right before I intended to call it a day. John Blaine--last name. The tip was his full name in which the part I didn't know was his last name. I am going to tell you the reason I am revealing it. According to just a few mouse clicks and reading, I came across information on Google search that--well, he is not really hiding. WTF do you mean you ask? Either I got the wrong guy and I need new glasses or he has almost 8000 followers on his Instagram. Too crazy to believe right? Search John McCurdy Sanchez. Yes that's right. An alias. It's private so it's a small photo to go by but I am sure it's him. Search John Blaine Sanchez and it returns a couple photos of him. And indeed they are him. In one he is younger than when I first met him and oddly enough it appears he is signing autographs with Selena Gomez. I know. Another photo is of him sporting military clothes in a car that looks like it might be a beamer. Now I looked at this all before the source explained how he knew him and based on what he said, it is definitely him. He also revealed new information about Blaine. I am keeping this confidential because it could reveal the source. I can say that this source was lied to as well. And this ended up verifying the previous tips on Blaine and his lies. He is a big fat liar. It appears everything he has told people about himself was a lie. I know everything he told me is a lie. Except the military part according to the selfie that search brings up.

So since that previous tip was true then is he behind the fake profiles, and it's actually him asking for models to make money doing porn that I screenshot and posted ? Is he behind it all? Why did he have to lie? The fact he was a Disney actor in the past? Or is it as simple as he was hiding the gay part from his normal life. He lied to anyone gay? As I said I am hesitant to come to a conclusion because there are more questions than answers and I don't want to be fooled again. I know there is a connection with that friend I used to have and snitched me out for reasons I am now suspicious about. As far as I know, they could have been doing business for a very long time unbeknownst to me. I don't know about you but I keep asking myself, what exactly is going on here? Who are these people?

I edited the blog heavily. It is still mega long of a read but I was pretty conservative in removing content. In other words I chopped it down like a cherry tree. Yeah so after review I will be cutting more out mostly to make room for the drone. If I can get better quality data I won't need the least quality data. Idk the small intro I posted was heavily edited but looks great

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flaviamarquesart · 4 years

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Hey guess what: that vintage five volume edition of Les Mis that I’ve been chasing around all Lisbon for about 5 years is finally MINE for a great price too btw so yeah dressing up and taking a photo of it together with some of my other Hugos seemed like the right thing to do to celebrate

#THIS EDITION HAS HAUNTED ME FOR YEARS #LOOK AT THOSE BABIES THEY'RE FINALLY MINE MINEEEEE #les miserables #yes my nail polish matches the cover but unfortunatel that was an accident #I would have loved to be able to say it was planned #anyway LOOK AT IT #and it's so pretty it has like #all the illustrations ever????#(also you won't believe how much it cust it was A BARGAIN)#also taking selfies is complicated I never really tried to do it before and it's????#I couldn't even get my face there and the books at the same time?? anyway I like that outfit

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imgonnapanic · 3 years

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Haikyuu Captains Taking Their S/O To an Amusement Park

Love them sm. Enjoy!

Sawamura Daichi

This man likes amusement parks a lot more than he lets on.

The ambiance of the whole place just brings him back to childhood.

When times were better.

And no one on the Karasuno volleyball team had the opportunity to complicate his life.

He seems like the type of guy to want to remain on the ground, though.

Like, you guys tried one roller coaster

And he was silent the whole way.

“Y/n...never make me do that again.”

If you’re more of a stay-on-the-ground type of person, Daichi’s your man.

You guys do those rigged games like the ring toss.

He came prepared though.

With a lot of singles and the resolve of a leader.

The day winds up being a lot of fun, and both of you go home satisfied.

Except for Daichi because he had an explosive bowel movement in the gas station on the way back.

Bokuto Kotaro

If you think you’re staying on the ground the whole time, you’re wrong.

I mean, unless you really don’t want to. He wouldn’t force you to do any of that.

However, you will be recording him if you do decide to opt out of roller coasters.

But for the most part, both of you spend the day waiting in obnoxiously long lines.

Giddily waiting to get on the high rides.

You probably took one awkward selfie in front of the ride that you guys liked the best and sent it to Akaashi.

He got a good laugh out of that.

And then he started crying

You guys also did bumper cars, and you made the mistake of letting him drive.

He can’t drive for shit in real life, what makes you think he’ll be good at it here?

So you guys are stuck in a corner for the majority of the time

But it’s still fun because you both are laughing your asses off.

Probably ended the day with gross ass amusement park food.

Even though Bokuto doesn’t suffer from ~watery stools~ like Daichi-

Kuroo Tetsurou

You were probably the one to invite him to go.

He doesn’t like or dislike amusement parks very much in particular.

It’s loud and there’s a lot of kids...Kuroo isn’t sure if he likes kids.

However, he agrees to come with you because well

You’re you.

So you guys schlep all the way there, and wait in the long lines.

He does his fair share of groaning and Y/n there is no way in the dickens we are waiting ninety minutes for this goddamn ride

-ing.

But when you see a worker flip the closed sign to opened on a particularly large ride, you both are sprinting before the line starts.

And you guys are first! You get to sit at the front.

Yeah, it’s safe to say that both of you screamed louder than you thought you would.

But Kuroo’s just turned into cackling laugher as he saw the look of horror on your face.

It was a very fun experience for him.

10/10 would go back to watch you scream.

Oikawa Tooru

He would actually buy the picture of you and him on a roller coaster.

Ignoring the fact that his life was just flashing before his eyes.

Sounds were emitted that he didn’t know he could make, people.

He also admitted that he once jacked off in Iwaizumi’s room when he was twelve, but you both decided to ignore that.

Doesn’t even give a shit if it’s 35 dollars, he’s loaded.

(Aoba Johsai Private School is where all the rich kids go, I’m convinced.)

He takes precisely three pictures of you, bc ur serving looks as always

And then he’s all yours for the rest of the day.

Whatever you want to do, he’s up for.

But if you make him play one of the games like the ring toss, he will not stop until he wins something.

It’s more of a pride thing, at that point.

You do get a good video of him doing it for blackmail.

You walk out with a small blue octopus looking stuffed thing

He walks out 80 dollars poorer than when he paid for tickets.

But he will always say that it was worth it. Again. You’ll never forget his worthless pride.

Worth -40 dollars to be exact

Ushijima Wakatoshi

He will gladly come to the amusement park with you.

He will also gladly watch you go on rides.

By yourself.

Yeah, he’s sorry, but that’s just not how he rolls-

He’s never been one to enjoy heights or be a thrill seeker.

However, he does agree at the end of the day that going on the Ferris wheel and watching the sun set would be a nice idea.

So you guys wait in line, and climb into the cubicle.

Immediately, he’s asking you questions about the mechanics of a Ferris wheel.

“How likely is it that we will fall off?”

Not likely, Wakatoshi. Not likely.

He settles down a bit when he sees that you are not phased by the height or the fact that you guys are hovering across the park.

He can even take a solid five seconds to appreciate the view.

“This view is very nice.

...

Just like you”

y/n.exe has stopped working

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marauderundercover · 2 years

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Homefront

Part One

AO3

Note, this is part of a series of connected one shots.

“Hey Babs! Where’s Dick?” Marinette asks her friend, frowning at Dick’s absence. He always beat her to school. Barbara frowns, pointing. Marinette follows the point, eyebrows shooting straight up when she sees Dick taking a selfie with Artemis. Since when did Artemis go to Gotham Academy? Marinette watches as Dick says something before rushing over to them.

“Dick? What was that about?” Barbara asks, arms crossed.

“Nothing Barbara. Just being friendly to the new girl.” Dick says. Babs rolls her eyes before walking away. Dick glances at Marinette, grinning. “Hey Mari.” He says.

“Hey Dick.” Marinette says, her cheeks reddening slightly. It’s not that she had a crush on her friend. Not at all. Especially not when she also had a (teeny tiny) crush on Robin. Nope. Marinette didn’t do crushes anymore. Never. Suddenly remembering the selfie that Dick had taken with Artemis, Marinette frowns. “Do you know the new girl?” She asks. Dick laughs, rubbing the back of his neck.

“No?” He says, but he sounds unsure.

“She’s a couple grades above us, isn’t she?” Marinette asks. Dick nods.

“Yeah. I think she’s a junior- wait. Do you know her?” He asks. Marinette’s eyes widen slightly before she laughs nervously.

“What? No? I just- she was talking to Bette and I know Bette’s a few grades above us.” She says. Dick’s eyebrows furrow together and Marinette can practically see the gears turning, coming up with something- though she wasn’t entirely sure what that ‘something’ was. Rocking back and forth on her heels nervously, Marinette glances around.

“Uh, so I’m gonna go to class. See you there.” She rushes out before spinning around and rushing away. She yelps slightly as she runs into someone, falling to the ground and knocking the other person to the ground as well. “I am so sorry, I’m such a klutz, I really didn’t mean to.” She rambles out, picking up the stuff she’d dropped as well as the other person’s bag. Finally glancing at the person, her eyes widen slightly when she realizes she’d knocked Artemis over.

“It’s cool. You okay?” Artemis asks kindly. Marinette nods, suddenly unable to speak. She scrambles to her feet, reaching down and helping Artemis up with ease.

“Gotta go. Sorry again.” Marinette says quickly, rushing away. Things just got a little more complicated.

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Walking towards the Zeta tube entrance in her non-magical suit, Marinette tries to stay quiet. Tonight was supposed to be just a normal training night. No magic. She’d been training for awhile in her ‘casual’ suit. Oddly enough, she almost preferred it now. It also meant she didn’t have to worry about any of the magical repercussions that could happen if she used the Miraculous. Sure, she was the Guardian, but her fight was no longer a magical one. Which meant the Miraculous (not the Kwami) occasionally had…bad reactions to being used. But now, thanks to the rest of the team, Marinette was a proficient hero. Even without the suit. Plus, Batman had been nice enough to help her find a yoyo that worked similarly to her magical one, that way she could use it even when she wasn’t transformed. Lost in thought, Marinette doesn’t notice Artemis until she almost runs into her.

“Artemis!” A familiar voice calls. Marinette’s eyes widen slightly as she turns.

“Robin!” Artemis says, laughing nervously. “And Ladybug.” She adds, glancing at Marinette. Marinette winces.

“How odd that you’re in Gotham instead of Star City where your Uncle Green Arrow lives.” Robin says, an amused grin on his face. Marinette’s eyes narrow slightly. Between the teasing tone and the grin, Marinette almost assumed that Robin already knew Artemis was in town. Does he go to Gotham Academy too?

“I’m- uh, here to see my cousin. She was in the state spelling bee. Here. In Gotham City.” Artemis says, stumbling over her words slightly.

“C-O-O-L.” Robin spells out. “Did she W-I-N?” He asks. Marinette snorts, immediately trying to pass it off as a cough when Artemis glares at her.

“N-O.” Artemis says.

“D-R-A-G.” Robin says. Marinette laughs, shaking her head.

“I may know English pretty well, but all of this spelling is seriously messing with my ability to actually enjoy this conversation.” She says. Robin grins, turning his attention to her.

“What’re you doing in Gotham, Bug? Wonder Woman hasn’t been by in awhile.” He asks, his teasing smirk falling away into a genuine smile. Marinette grins.

“Wouldn’t you like to know, bird boy?” She teases, butterflies forming in her stomach as Robin’s face reddens.

“Okay lovebirds, let’s just go to the cave.” Artemis interjects. Marinette feels her face heat up immediately.

“Ladies first.” Robin says, bowing and gesturing to the out of order phone booth.

“Your town. You go.” Artemis counters, hands on her hips. Robin shrugs and steps into the booth, giving a small wave.

“Recognized. Robin. B01.” The mechanical voice says right before Robin disappears. Artemis turns to her, a grin on her face.

“You like him, don’t you?” She asks. Marinette laughs awkwardly, pushing past her friend and jumping into the phone booth. She was not having this conversation right now. Not when Robin could come back at any moment.

“Recognized. Ladybug. B08.” The voice says. Marinette immediately tenses as she walks out of the tube to see the cave on fire.

“Watch out!” Robin yells. Marinette ducks, sommersaulting away from the fireball that shoots towards her. Just then, Artemis appears. Marinette rushes towards her friend, tackling her to the ground just as another fireball shoots towards them.

“Who are we fighting?” Artemis asks.

“No clue.” Marinette replies, jumping up and throwing her yoyo towards one of the figures in the smoke.

“We’re sitting ducks by these tubes. Head for the exit!” Robin commands. The trio runs for the exit, stopping as a tidal wave comes towards them. “Or not.” He sighs. The three turn and start to run, but the wave pushes them along. They land in one of the tunnels and immediately continue running towards the gym. Marinette’s hands shake slightly as she follows her friends. Where was the rest of their team?

“Robin to team, come in. Aqualad!” Robin calls over the comms.

“M’Gann? Can you hear me?” Marinette thinks, attempting to use the telepathy link. She grits her teeth at the lack of response, memories of blood soaked blonde hair and rattling breaths dancing through her head. She couldn’t lose someone like that. Not again. A swirl of fire bursts through the gym doors, knocking them down. They all scramble back to their feet, and Marinette rushes behind Robin and Artemis, determined to put at least a little space between her friends and whatever it is that was trying to kill them. They rush towards the showers.

“Robin to Batcave. Override R-G-4. Cave calling Justice League, H- O-J-Slash-Watchtower. B- Zero-One. Priority Red.” Robin says, rushing forward and turning the water on. Marinette follows his lead, not quite sure what else she could do- already regretting not bringing a singular Miraculous with her.

“Comm is down, blocked. At least the water's helping.” Robin sighs, glancing around. Suddenly, the tiles start to shake and the entire room floods with water. “Or not.” He adds, right before they’re all swept off their feet and out of the gym. The trio rushes into the kitchen, Robin immediately heading for the security panel while Marinette scans the room in search of any sign of their missing friends.

“We need to find somewhere to hide and figure out what’s happening.” Marinette says, on edge as they stand in the empty kitchen.

“The air vent.” Artemis says.

“Good. Go.” Robin directs. Artemis immediately rushes towards the vent, pulling the cover off. Marinette pauses, glancing back at Robin.

“What about you? What’re you doing?” She asks. She had no plans of leaving him behind.

“Downloading blueprints. It could come in-” He stops, eyes widening as the sound of approaching footsteps echoes through the kitchen. “Go, go, go.” He says. Marinette whirls around and rushes up into the vents, following after Artemis, Robin hot on her heels.

“Which way?” Artemis calls back.

“Left, go left!” Robin calls. The group goes down the tunnel to the left right as a fireball shoots into the vents. Robin swiftly hacks into the security feeds, hiding them from sight before they continue looking for a spot to stop and try to figure out what was happening. Marinette purses her lips as she crawls behind Artemis. Was the rest of the team alright? What happened to them?

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Finally finding a spot where they could breathe and try to figure out their next move, Marinette pulls her knees close to her chest. It was terrifying. Not knowing how her friends were. Every time they stopped moving, memories from the final battle with Hawkmoth flooded her mind.

“Who’s doing this? What happened to the rest of the team?” Marinette asks, hoping the others would ignore the way her voice shook.

“Let’s find out.” Robin says, pulling up the security feed on his wrist. Artemis scoots closer to the two of them as they watch the security feed. Everything looks normal. M’Gann and Conner were standing while Wally helped with the bike. Aqualad walks up.

“I have been meaning to ask. Any problem juggling school work with your responsibilities here?” He asks the group.

“ No. Juggling's just one of my many talents.” Wally brags before holding his hand up. “Socket wrench.” He requests. M’Gann floats it over to him.

“Cheerleading practice has presented a challenge.” She admits. “Oh, but my first loyalty is always to the team. This team, not the Bumblebees.” She adds with a small laugh. Marinette feels her lips quirk up watching her friends interact.

“Artemis starts school today.” Aqualad starts, the tone of his voice shifting. “Do you think she will have trouble maintaining her loyalties?” Marinette inhales sharply, glancing at Artemis and the hurt look on her face. What was going on?

“Eh, she'll manage all right.” Wally says with a shrug. “I mean, how much more hostile and annoying can-” and then the camera explodes and Marinette’s heart stops.

“What happened? Are they okay?” Marinette asks, panic coursing through her.

“Explosion. I’ll find another angle.” Robin reassures her, pulling up different cameras. They only get a second from each one before each explodes, leaving them with no more information. “That’s it. All four are dead.” Robin says.

“What?” Marinette shrieks.

“The cameras!” Robin says quickly, holding his hands up. “I meant the cameras. I’m sure the others are fine.”

“They’ve got superpowers, LB. They can handle anything.” Artemis says, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. Marinette bites her tongue, knowing from experience that powers don’t always save you.

“It’s fine. We’ve just gotta get to the hangar.” Robin says softly. He didn’t know everything about her past as a hero. None of the team did. But Robin seemed to understand her worry in a way that the others hadn’t picked up on yet. It was…nice. Marinette nods, determination flickering through her. They’d save their friends. They had to.

“Let’s go.” Marinette says. Robin grins, and leads the way. The trio drop into the library and Marinette quirks an eyebrow.

“There’s a secret passage behind one of these.” Robin says. Artemis snorts.

“Seriously? Cliche much?” She asks with a sigh.

“You should see the Batcave.” Robin says. Marinette grins.

“I bet it’s awesome.” She says quietly. Robin turns to her, grinning.

“It’s the best.” He says.

“Focus.” Artemis reminds them. Marinette opens her mouth to retort, but the sound of a door opening and footsteps walking in make her stop. Their group darts between a few shelves, trying to stay as quiet as possible.

“Artemis? Robin? Ladybug?” A voice- eerily similar to Red Tornado says. Marinette watches, horror flooding through her as Artemis’ eyes light up and she darts out into the open.

“It’s Red Tornado!” She exclaims. Marinette pushes her out of the way, just as fire shoots towards where she’d been standing. Robin grabs Marinette’s arm and tugs her down.

“Yes on the Red, no on the Tornado.” He says, helping her to pull Artemis to her feet. Marinette glances between the two robots- similar to Red Tornado, but definitely not their mentor. The trio runs from the robots, trying to get to the secret passage. Marinette starts to fall back, determined to hold off the robots if it means her friends can get to the hangar. They get to the bookshelf, and as Robin struggles to find the book on the shelf, Marinette makes her decision. Whirling around, she rushes out and starts fighting the robot with water powers. She hears a click and knows the passage is opened. She manages to hold her ground until she hears it click shut, and then she surrenders. Before she can ask who the robots are, a metal fist is aimed at her head and darkness takes over.

---

Waking up, Marinette shivers. She’d never done well with cold, even before she wielded the Ladybug Miraculous the first time. Blinking, she frowns as she realizes she’s held down by some sort of gray material, submerged in ice cold water. Glancing around, she relaxes slightly when she notices Conner and Wally yelling at the robots. Continuing to look around, she gasps lowly when she sees M’Gann and Aqualad collapsed in a cage made out of fire. Continuing to scan the room, she manages to spot Robin. Right as water is shot at him, holding him in place.

“No!” Marinette screams, her voice echoing throughout the cave. A sob falls out of her mouth as the water around Robin disappears and his limp body is dropped onto the floor. “No, no, no.” She sobs, shaking her head. She couldn’t lose another teammate. Another friend.

“Rob! Robin!” Wally screams, trying to get his best friend to answer him. Marinette’s lip trembles, the cold seeping into her bones. They were all going to die. No one was coming to save them. They were doomed.

“I surrender.” Artemis says, appearing out of nowhere. Marinette inhales sharply, watching as her friend walks towards the two robots, her bow held out in surrender. Suddenly, Artemis lifts her bow and shoots an arrow across the room. A wave ripples throughout the room and the two robots collapse, the fire cage and water disappearing.

“Kaldur! How’s M’Gann?” Conner calls.

“She breathes. I believe she will recover.” He calls back. “What of Robin?”

“He’s breathing too.” Artemis calls, her voice shaky. Marinette feels her heart start again. They were all okay. Everything was okay.

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roggenmuhme · 3 years

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Hiya! I see that you did some Steven Universe stuff a long time ago (I may have stalked your page...) and I was wondering if I could have some soft yandere headcannons for a gender neutral reader with Pearl (or multiple pearls)? Maybe the reader is someone who’s fairly physically affectionate? I just wanna smooch her ya know

For requests check my pinned post! :)

Don’t worry anon, my page is made for stalking haha :D And I’m so happy to get a SU request, you don’t even know! I did Pearl and Yellow Pearl separately, but if you wanted the poly!pearls format and/or other pearls send me another ask and I’ll work on it (don’t worry about my reqs being closed, I just wanna make sure I didn’t misunderstand you haha)

Yandere!Pearl with a physically affectionate darling

It’s definitely one of the first things that draws her to you. Your easily given affections don’t make it hard for her to get closer to you and she finds herself closer and closer every time you see each other. A hand on her shoulder while you’re laughing, a pat on the back, a heartfelt hug here and there - you treat her with more ease and familiarity than the other crystal gems and she’s perceptive enough to notice. On one hand she wonders why you’d favor her out of all of them, but she enjoys the attention - it’s nice to be special to someone, she knows that too well. She revels in every smile, in every lingering touch, no matter the intention behind it.

She falls quicker for you than she’d like to admit and she’s so, so eager to please and make you happy. Pearl invites you over to Little Homeschool as a help for her lessons, agrees to try out your hobbies or help you in any way she can.

Your favorite healthy snacks? Look, she has prepared them for you already. (It’s no matter, really, and you humans need the nutrition and energy, after all!). You’d love to go to a concert or a function, but you’re too afraid to do it on your own because of stranger danger? She’ll go with you, even if she has to sit on the sidelines, awkwardly watching you. Your excited smiles and hugs are more than enough to make it up to her!

Even though she quickly develops a crush on you, she doesn’t want to accept just how deeply she feels for you. It’s painfully obvious to others except for you and her. She’s getting teased by Amethyst almost daily over how much she spoils you and bends over backwards for you.

But what looks so easy and innocent to any outsider, is quite complicated for her. Crushing on someone and having those feelings returned? It’s been quite a while for her, even when she let loose some time ago… She can’t explain it, but you’re different and she just wants to make you happy. But she isn’t as innocent and stupid as she was before.

You being human doesn’t make it easier for her. She’ll become a bit more clingy, a bit more cheery around you. It’s all a facade, because deep down she grows more worried about you. You’re so kind, so nice, so welcoming and so, so fragile. You should stay with her, where she can watch over your safety, wouldn’t you agree? But she doesn’t want to impose, so she keeps worrying in her head. Expect frequent good morning texts and constant reminders of getting enough sleep and eating healthy. If you let her, she’ll cook for you, smother you in any way imaginable.

You’re just too cute, aren’t you? And so, so precious!

Yandere!Yellow Pearl with a physically affectionate darling

Oh, she hates it at first. Not the attention, of course. She deserves that, after all.But why do you need to touch her so much? Verbal praise is sufficient. Please, stop ruining her outfit with your sticky human fingers!

Once she learns that touch is a way humans express special affections and appreciation, she gets a little less irritated at you always doing… that.

But just because she isn’t the biggest fan of your little antics, don’t think you can just go and treat others the same way. She is special, precious and she should be the only one you see in that way. (It’s the truth, after all.)

She gets jealous easily and doesn’t realize it. At all. You’re talking to someone else, gem or human - it doesn’t matter to her, she’ll intervene and drag you away from them. They’re not worth your time, she can do whatever they’re doing way better. You should also be more careful with how you spend your time - after all, you’re human and you only have so much of it on earth.

She’s one to brag to you. She definitely wants to show you her world - she’s out of her element on earth and have you ever seen Homeworld? She’s trying to impress you with all of her little stories of the past. She was - is, really - very important, don’t you see?

For you, she’ll try to get into human technology. That little ‘smartphone’ you have may not be as efficient and well-made as gem tech, but you love it so much and she loves it that you give her attention even when you’re not together. Expect many pics and selfies from her during the day (and a flood of texts when you can’t answer immediately because you’re preoccupied). That silly snapchat picture you took of you two some time ago? The one with the ridiculous animal ear filter? It’s her screensaver and homescreen now. If you ask her about it, she’ll blush and tell you she just liked the way she looked in it.

It takes her a long time to even recognize the feelings she has for you, but when she does, she falls even harder. You’re her first love and she feels like she never wants to let you go, ever. It’s hard to come to terms with her emotions and she has a lot of work to do in that regard, but that doesn’t stop her from obsessing over you. She tries to become the most important person in your life without damaging her pride - not an easy task, but she can definitely shoo away some of your friends with her snobbish behaviour. Slow progress, but still progress. Over time, she starts to initiate physical contact on her own, but rather subtly. And not only because she likes it - she wants to show others that you belong to her.

They’re just not good enough to be with you.

#steven universe #steven universe x reader #pearl x reader #yellow pearl x reader #yandere pearl #yandere yellow pearl #yandere #headcanons #my writing

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teshine · 3 years

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BNHA boys as babysitters !

w/ shoji, todoroki, kaminari, sero, midoriya and iida!

tw: none, just fluff!

- a/n: small note,, by him / her, Im talking about the child / kid.

Shouji

so good with kids, so patient

he'd have a big brother image, making it easy for kids to be comfortable with him.

will watch tv with the kid snuggled beside / onto his arms.

will have his eyes and ears on the child 85% of the time.

yet somehow still managed to loose the child after a game of hide and seek 😭.

took him 10 minutes to find the child fast asleep in a closet.

since then, he keeps the child tucked into his arms incase he looses him/her again.

"but mr.shoji I wanna play more hide and seek"

"only if you don't fall asleep in the closet this time."

"I wont! I promise!"

Todoroki

the first time he babysit, he absolutely FROZE.

he has dealt with some children before, it shouldn't be that hard right?

yes, he did some research after agreeing on the job. yet he felt like his mind just went completely blank.

was a bit stiff for a few minutes, just staring at the kid drawing away in his/her little world, not knowing what to do.

but eventually he and the child communicated with simple questions like 'what are you drawing?' or 'have you eaten yet?'

would make snow out of his ice to entertain the small bean.

ends up sleeping in the couch with the kid on his chest.

"woah! your quirk is so cool! what else can you do with it?"

"we can make snow out of my ice if you want to"

"really? yes please!"

Kaminari

a very very very cheerful babysitter.

is down to play any game with the kid.

hide and seek? no problem. wanna play online games? go ahead. as long as the kid's happy, he's happy.

takes selfies with the child, trying out some funny filters on Snapchat. even posts some of them on his story.

brags to the bakusquad when a kid he babysits calls him cool and awesome.

would probably bend some rules here and there,

like staying an hour up later than his/her bedtime, or eating 2 cookies before bedtime instead of just 1.

"awwww you totally beat me on that round, kid!"

"can we play one more round?? pretty pleaseeee"

"alright alright, but go easy on my this time okay?"

Sero

AN AMAZING BABYSITTER.

makes them homemade snacks with the limited ingredients he has. despite it being limited, he still makes the snacks taste amazing.

there is never a boring moment with him.

would swing the child on the air as if the child was spiderman.

also does arts and crafts with them!!!

teaches the kid origami, nothing too complicated tho, just something like paper planes or boats.

once man a paper frog that could hop and rest assured, the kid loved it.

doesn't even care how big of a mess they make. like kaminari, he's satisfied as long as the kid is happy.

kids just love him so much, he'd be the favorite babysitter.

"hey kid, look, I made a frog"

"woahhh, can you teach me how to make that one too???"

"only if you help me clean up the mess we both made"

"alrighty then!"

Midoriya

he was too kind to say no when his aunt asked him to babysit his cousin, so here he is now, with the said child in his arms.

tries his best to keep the kid happy.

but when the child cries or pouts, he's gonna full on PANIC.

makes funny faces or turns the tv on to calm the kid down.

if the kid was also an all might fan, just know he would be over the moon for it.

would watch all mights compilations together with the kid.

plays hero with him/her. just like how izuku and his mom played heros when he was younger.

"oh no~ someone help me, I'm in danger~!"

"don't worry Mr. deku! I am here!!!"

Iida

he'd be like a strict dad

gotta follow the rules at all times, simply bcs "it's for you're on good."

will have a whole ass time chart for everything he has to do.

4pm - play time with kid, 6pm - snack time, 8pm - bedtime.

but if his rules / chart is followed, he'd probably feel generous and give the child 30 minutes more of playing before bedtime.

tells him / her bedtime stories.

I'd like to think before he goes to the house he babysits, he'd stop by a library to borrow a story book. he'd make sure he gets a new book each and everytime.

"can I sleep late tonighttt? pleasee"

"alright then, you have until 8:30. after that, I'm bringing you to bed."

"fine finee. and you'll tell me a bedtime story right?"

"of course."

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bangtangalicious · 3 years

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the glow up (5) | pjm, jjk

pairing: jimin x reader x jungkook

summary: after going off to college, you & your best friend committed to working out. a year later, the results show, and you cant wait for your hot hometown friends to see you. now all you wanna do is wild out and have lots of sex, and enjoy it without feeling insecure

genre: angst, smut, childhoodfriends!au weightloss!au (is that a thing) friends-to-lovers!au

word count: 3k

warnings: college boys fighting, jimin’s abs, everyone’s abs, misogyny, mentions of sexual harassment, light smut: threesome (mxmxf), tittie fuck, cock warming, a single spank, gaslighting, toxic behavior, slut shaming

part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 masterlist

It was another scorching day. Your stomach turned at the prospect of the day ahead of you. Today was Hobi’s annual summer party. Every summer he would have a big party with literally everyone from your old high school.

Hobi’s party had a notorious reputation of being the scene where all the summer flings were established. You and Jimin would always go together and leave together, never getting too involved. It was boys like Taehyung and Jungkook who really got wild at this.

You hadn’t even thought about how different this party would be for you now, especially after Jimin’s. Normally you and him would catch up with old friends, drink a little bit, but mostly just enjoy the music and have fun together.

Not only would you not be able to hang out with Jimin, but you also would not be able to avoid the heart of party. Hook-up central. The pool.

You shuddered thinking about the last time you were in a pool, where Jungkook had just groped you so openly and you just let him. You liked it.

You tried to convince yourself that Jungkook’s actions lately didn’t effect you, but for some reason the thought would leave you with a sour taste in your mouth. You and Jungkook had always been cordial, he was part of your friend group, but you two were never specifically that close. You were comfortable with him, but Taehyung was definitely more approachable even back then.

You had texted Taehyung about going to the party together, but he had already made plans to go with Jungkook, and that was the last person you wanted to see.

You really only had one option left.

Next thing you know, you’re back at Jimin’s doorstep, remembering with a wave of guilt how you left him to go fool around with Taehyung just around a week ago. You rang the doorbell.

“Who is it?” You heard from inside.

“It’s me”

Nothing.

“Jimin?”

The door cracked open slightly. Jimin was shirtless, his skin now significantly tanned from when you last saw him, and also his muscles surprisingly more defined. He had clearly been working out a lot since you last saw him.

“Oh hey” His eyes softened when the met yours but you could see the sadness in them. Your heart clenched. You pushed past the door and threw yourself into his arms, giving him the tightest hug you could conjure. “Are you okay?” His familiar scent overwhelmed you, and you wanted to just melt into him.

You nodded, cheek pressed against his shoulder, “God I missed you so much. Jimin stroked your back affectionately before pressing his lips to the top of your head. You looked up at him. “I am so sorry Jimin”

Jimin forced a slight smile, “It’s…fine. What’s going on, is everything okay?”

Not leaving his arms for a second you spilled. You told him everything that transpired. Every thought you had, Every regret. You told him about what really happened at his party, what happened after. You told him about jungkook, taehyung, everything. You could no longer bare to keep anything from your best friend.

You hadn’t noticed, but Jimin was now clenching your waist tightly, his eyes raging.

“Jungkook did what” After a few moments of silence to take in everything you said, Jimin was furious.

You took his hands into yours and sat him down on his bed. “Look it doesn’t matter.” Lies. “I just, I’m so sorry about all of this. I’m such an idiot—“

Jimin pulled away from you, shaking his head. “No way. You have no reason to be sorry. This is NOT your fault. I’m going to fucking kill Jungkook” He tilted his head in anger.

“Jimin, it’s okay just—“

“It’s OKAY?” Jimin yelled, “You’re OKAY with the fact that Jungkook just fucking stuck his fingers in you? And…that fucking Taehyung too…he didn’t do anything to stop him? What the fuck?”

“It’s really not like that Jimin” Jimin ignored you and cracked his knuckles.

“I didn’t” Your voice went small, “I didn’t try and stop him. It’s my fault” Jimin stared at you.

“You know, you could be a lot of things, but I would have never thought you were stupid.” He inhaled sharply before easing his voice back to an appropriate volume, “Are you okay? Like seriously.”

“I think so.”

“Shit y/n. SHIT” Jimin tossed a pillow across the room in frustration before buying his head in his lap.

“Jimin…” You ran your hand through his hair as he tried to calm down.

“I’m the one that should be sorry. God I was such as ass to you. After we had sex too, ugh I regret it so much. The things I said I mean…not the sex. You’re my best friend, it’s my job to protect you and be there for you, and make sure you don’t get hurt. I made our relationship complicated and I’m sorry.” Jim-in raised his face, giving up an intense look, “But so help me y/n, if Jeon Jungkook or Kim Taehyung have the audacity to show their face to me tonight, I will FUCKING end them”

Jimin decided it was best for you two to stick together like usual during the party. You decided to forgo the swimwear completely for the evening, opting instead for a a pair of denim shorts and a tube top. Jimin would have preferred you cover up more, but he didn’t say anything. You put a glittery body spray that added a nice shimmer to your skin in the sunlight.

Hobi’s house was gigantic. Even after all these years, it always excited you to come see all the new things they may have added. Flat screen TVs in the kitchen, a glow in the dark pool table, a whole dance floor, each year brough surprises. Hobi’s pool was on the roof of the house, infinity style. You could already hear the music blasting. It was comforting that there were already a lot of people there, so your entrance could go unnoticed. You saw Taehyung’s white convertible parked from the corner of your eye, letting you know he was already there. Jimin parked the car. You both sat for a while, simply listening the loud bass vibrate your surroundings. The music gave you a sense of confidence. You reached for Jimin’s hand but he pulled it away.

“Let’s just be normal tonight” He tried to smile. You wanted to roll your eyes. He was so hot and cold. You got out of the car. You could see people standing around smoking, old friends hugging and taking selfies. Red plastic cups everywhere. Shirtless guys, bikini-clad girls, familiar faces. It felt like an out of body experience. You followed Jimin, who chose to wear a loose white muscle tee that showed off his toned arms.

“Oh my GOD! Y/n!” You heard some familiar voices of girls from your high school. You smiled and waved, “GIRL YOU LOOK SO GOOD YESSS” You giggled. More girls crowded you, fawning you with compliments, but the attention was short living, as soon they noticed Jimin who was by your side.

Now this glow up made them drool.

“Park Jimin!” “Have you been working out?” “Holy shit, wanna come over later?” “Jiminieeee I missed you oh my gosh”

Good. Take him away sea of ladies. You thought to yourself. Jimin turned to look back at you in worry as he got dragged away. You winked and gave him a supportive thumbs up. Once Jimin was out of sight, you decided to look for Taehyung.

Where to look first? The pool. You climbed the stairs until you finally got to Hobi’s rooftop, walking out into the intense sun. The pool was packed, music louder here than before. People seemed to be having a great time. There was volleyball, chicken, all sorts of games happening. People were jumping, splashing, it was truly a sight to behold. You saw Junkook right away, with a girl on his shoulders wrestling playfully with Hobi in the water. You stared at him, jaw clenching at how carefree he looked.

“Princess” You turned to see Taehyung, dressed still in partially unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. In his hand was a cup of what you assumed was beer. “Good to see you” He places a firm kiss onto your lips, lingering a bit. You flinched at the sudden action.

“Taehyung what the fuck” You whispered, looking around to make sure no one had seen you. Taehyung chuckled, wrapping his hand around your waist. His eyes followed where you had been looking earlier.

“Wanna dance with me?” You had no response. Especially because while the two of you were strictly hooking up, Taehyung did seem to really like you, but you suddenly felt overwhelmed. So many people would see you two together. Someone would tell Jimin. And then Jimin would start a fight. Taehyung noticed your hesitation.

“I…I’ll be right back” You wiggled out of Taehyungs grasp and rapidly made your way through the crowd before he could stop you. You barely glanced back long enough to see a confused and slightly hurt look on Taehyung’s face.

It wasn’t long before you heard a whistle.

“Y/n! Babe! Get that sexy ass in the pool” Jungkook cat called. Hobi playfully splashed him, rolling his eyes. The girl on his shoulders just giggled. “Bet I could take you both, if you know what I mean” He winked. You glared at him.

“Excuse me” You felt yourself getting dizzy as Jimin’s voice came booming across the pool. You had no idea when he got up here. He had a few girls surrounding him, but his eyes were glued onto you and Jungkook, who was still in the pool a few feet away from you. He made his way over to you, pulling you back behind him, gritting his teeth. “Get out of the pool Jeon” He spat.

“Nah I’m good Jimin. But hey, I’d be down to share. You me and y/n. Sounds fun” You could hear Hobi mention to the girl that she should probably leave.

“I can’t believe I’ve let you live this long after what you did” Jimin growled, curling his hands into a fist.

Jungkook ran a hand through his hair and smirked, “The fuck did I do? She’s the one screwing Taehyung left right and center. Get mad at her. Bros before Hoes” You placed your hands on Jimin’s arm to keep him from jumping into the pool and pounding Jungkook’s face.

“Jungkook, that’s enough” Hobi said, trying to keep a playful demeanor, “Come on guys, let’s not kill the vibe. Take it inside”

“Any guy here could make a move on her and she’d sleep with them. Because she can. She’s a slut now.” Jungkook raised himself out of the pool, the water dripping down his intense muscles. His tattoos gleamed in the sunlight.

“Inside. Now.” Hobi’s voice became more stern. Jungkook put his hands up in defense. You followed Jimin’s lead and went down into the house, Jungkook trailing closely behind. The three of you reached Hobi’s bedroom.

“Tell me one good reason that I shouldn’t smash your face” Jimin sneered. Jungkook, to your dismay, could not stop smiling.

“I dare you to try”

“Guys!” You finally intervened. “Please, let’s just talk it out” You plopped down on Hobi’s bed. “I wanna get back to the party so just make it quick”

Jungkook suddenly pulled down his shorts. You quickly covered your eyes and Jimin yelled out “What the fuck are you doing?”

“Let’s just have sex.” He whined “It would be so good, think about it. It’s like revenge sex, hate sex, jealous sex all in one.”

You could hear him stroke himself slightly, and you opened your eyes to watch. Jungkook had a body of a God. Your heart raced, unsure if this was a dream.

“You’re insane. I am not having sex with you. And y/n is definitely not.” Jimin approached Jungkook with the intention of pushing him away, but Jungkook was stronger, and simply held Jimin in place, kissing him on the lips. Your eyes widened at the scene. Never would you have thought you would see two of the hottest guys you knew kissing right in front of your eyes.

Jimin pushed Jungkook back, “Dude what the fuck?”

Jungkook licked his lips, “Come on Jimin, don’t be a prude, live a little. It’s an experience”

“My problem isn’t fucking you, it’s you fucking Y/N”

Jungkook turned to you. “Do you want to do this? Do you wanna try it out?”

You bit your lip. You did fantasize about having one someday, just not necessarily with these people. However, Jungkook looked stunning and Jimin made your heart race. It could be amazing.

“I guess I’d be down to experiment…but I don’t know if I’ll like it” You commented, hugging your knees to your chest. Jungkook knelt down and kissed the tops of your knees.

“Oh baby girl, there’s no stopping me once I get my hands on you”

You didn’t have time to process what he said before he was pulling down your shorts and pulling off your top. Your naked breasts bounced in front of his eyes.

“Oh fuck yes” He muttered. He motioned for Jimin to join him on the ground. Next thing you knew, both boys were on their knees before you, each one with their mouth latched to one of your breasts. It was the most erotic sensation you had ever felt. It was overwhelming, and you couldn’t help the loud moans that slid past your lips.

“Oh my…holy…shit that feels” Your sentences were unable to form, it was as if the electric pulses of the way their tongues circled and lapped at your sensitive nipples shut down the rest of your brain. Waves of heat seared through your veins and your hips bucked up unconsciously. Jungkook, who was already naked, helped you lay back on the bed.

“Now, Jimin. Since you two actually like each other or whatever, I’ll let you pick.” He motioned towards your body that was squirming around and begging for their attention. “Pussy or tits”

Jimin frowned at Jungkook’s coarse language, but scanned your body nevertheless, considering his options.

“You are not getting inside her.” He mumbled. Jungkook shrugged.

“Either works” He climbed over your face so that his knees were on either side of you. His large hands pushed your breasts together as he let his long, thick cock slap against your glittering skin. The view wasn’t ideal, but once you felt Jimin’s soft fingers caressing your thighs, you relaxed immediately.

“Condom?” Jungkook asked. Jimin smirked slightly and shook his head. “Oh wow, Park Jimin’s gonna take his bitch raw. Impressive”

“I’m protected you idiot” You mumbled, shutting your eyes so you could focus on the feeling of Jungkook slowly sliding his cock in between your heaving breasts. The invasion accelerated your heartrate. The way his tip just rubbed against the valley of your chest almost feverishly as he picked up his face. You were so turned on you couldn’t believe it.

Jungkook let out soft grunts as he thrusted into you. Meanwhile you could hear Jimin undress and start stroking himself, the sound of skin on skin driving you wild. Your thighs trembled in anticipation.

Finally Jimin was hard and ready for you. He watched carefully as Jungkook fucked your tits mercilessly, his hands clenching your breasts so harshly you were afraid they might bruise. You felt Jimin tease your exposed folds with the tip of his cock. You let out a whimper when he backed up a little to continue stroking himself.

“Jimin” You whined helplessly, “Jimin please. I wanna feel you please”

“I…” Jimin still wasn’t sure that he wanted to do this. Seeing you, with Jungkook almost sitting on your face and using you like a sex doll, it made him feel queasy.

“Jimin baby please I need you” Your voice almost sounded to him like a cry for help. His eyes narrowed at Jungkook who was too fucked out to notice.

Suddenly you felt something wet sprawl all over your stomach. Jungkook came. Everywhere.

“Fuck that was so good” He groaned, releasing his hold on your aching breasts only long enough to slap them harshly before squeezing them again one last time. He carefully got off of you and stood up. You opened your eyes to see Jimin still standing where he was, only this time with his cock out in his hand. Jungkook began to dress himself.

“You missed out Jimin. Oh well” He winked, and as if nothing happened, he was gone.

You and Jimin were silent.

“I…” Jimin stuttered, slightly embarrassed that he froze up and didn’t join in, “I just…couldn’t. The way he was just, using you, I felt…dirty”

You sighed. “Come here” He obeyed, cuddling up behind you. He wasn’t as hard as he could be, so you figured you might as well assist him with that.

You reached down and began stroking his cock. He nestled his face into your neck.

“I’m so sorry y/n” He whispered before letting out a pleasurable whine “I’m so sorry”

He kept apologizing as you jacked him off, eventually spitting in your hands to increase speed at which you pumped him up and down along his length. Something about his pitiful whining was turning you on a lot. You wrapped your whole hand around his cock and guided it in between your ass. Jimin moaned loudly.

“Oh my godddd” He exhaled as you wiggled your ass back and he entered you from behind. “Can we just stay like this for a bit baby? Can you keep my cock warm while I cuddle you hm?”

You nodded, and he softly kissed your neck.

“You’re mine. I’m never sharing you again”

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A/N: i know the smut was very much not satisfying in this, i promise the next part is nice n dirty. hehe.

taglist: (lmk if you wanna be added!!) @honeyspillings @hollowtree10

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oh-my-may · 4 years

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Tsukishima, Bokuto, Akaashi and Kuroo reacting to their s/o spamming their phone with selfies

requested: hi! can I request for the reactions of tsukishima, bokuto, akaashi, and kuroo where their s/o steals their phone while they aren’t looking and spams their phone with cute/funny selfies and they only find out about it when the day’s over? thank you!

I wrote this while I was on a train and it was an interesting experience lol. Anyways I loved writing it so thanks for requesting and please enjoy! i hope you like it!

Tsukishima Kei:

He normally watches his phone like a lioness watches over her cubs but he was more inattentive when it came to you

He trusted you, you trusted him

So he sometimes left his phone unwatched when his mother called for him or something

And you saw your chance and took it

He wouldn’t be mad if you left behind some pictures of you, right??

You opened his snapchat and tried out ALL the filters they had, saving every single picture so Tsukki would have a surprise waiting for him when he opened his camera roll

You threw his phone away just in time as he came back into the room

He just went back to whatever he was doing, laying next to you and letting you rest on his chest as you listened to music and he played on his phone

You left after dinner and felt a little delighted he didn’t find your little surprise yet, even though you would have loved to see his reaction

Kei opened his camera roll the first time that day when he was about to go to bed, after Yamaguchi had asked for him to send a certain picture

He was surprised however, when he didn’t find his usual pictures but instead a bunch of pictures of you, with snapchats flower crowns, star blushes, rainbow backgrounds, animal ears etc.

In every picture you showed a different pose and expression and Tsukki would never tell anyone but he smiled when he saw what you left behind for him

Won’t text you about it or anything but when you looked at his phone the next time you saw that he put one of your selfies as his background

Bokuto Koutarou:

This boy is obsessed with taking pictures with you

He probably has a ton of your pictures saved on his phone, even created an own folder for it and named it after the ship name he gave you both

Stealing his phone is something you do on the daily, even when he was just doing something on it

He will never protest though, because you’re cute and he loves you and therefore trusts you

So he’s not surprised when you snatch his phone away before he’s going to the toilet

He leaves you be and you immediately open up Instagram and go through the filters he had saved, trying them all out and saving the pictures to his phone

It doesn’t take long until he finds out though, because he normally immediately checks his phone after you took it

“Y/N! You look so cute!” Even though some of the filters literally distorted your whole face lol

Definitely posts one or more of the pictures on his story, tagging you and showing you off, saying something like “my Y/N is the cutest~~” with 1000 heart emojis and gifs lol

Akaashi Keiji:

You’re the kind of couple that doesn’t take a lot of pictures together

Not because you don’t want to or anything but you normally spend so much quality time that taking pictures is something you easily forget and don’t care about

You save it for special occasions, like prom or so

Actually has a picture of the both of you as his background, it’s a really nice one that Bokuto took

You’re at practice with him and he leaves his stuff with you, so you’re easily tempted to scroll through his phone and play some games he has on it

But then you get the idea of leaving him behind some pictures

So you open up his camera and take some pictures of you, but then you see that he’s in a very good angle so you swing the camera and take a picture with you in the foreground and him behind you, about to serve a ball

You’re tempted to call for him so he’ll look into the camera but you decide against it to surprise him

Bokuto eventually catches you and wants to be in some pictures so you also do that, again with Akaashi in the background

You even edit the picture and add some cute effects like hearts and text

When he opens his camera roll there’s just a bunch of pictures of you with texts like “This is my man!!” and “I love you <3”

Thinks it’s sooo cute and even blushes when he sees it (Bokuto told him that y’all took some pictures and he wanted him to see them lol)

Will text you when he discovers it “Y/N you’re so cute” “Next time please tell me so I can look into the camera, yeah?”

Kuroo Tetsurou:

He’s definitely the type of boyfriend that takes pictures of you ALL THE TIME

And it’s always these ugly unfortunate ones, the ones that show you in very unfavourable positions and expressions

And when you take pictures of him he always ends up looking great, no matter what

It’s like there’s a curse on you or something

So you decide to leave behind some nice pictures of you for him for a change

It’s easy to take his phone, really, he barely watches it and probably is one of these people that have either a really easy or a really complicated code, no in between (but of course you know it either way)

You snap some nice pictures of you, with filters and without, looking cute and all

You think you did a really nice job and lock his phone again, being very satisfied with yourself

He only realized quite some time later lol

But when he does he’s delighted okay

He loves seeing you like this, all cute and pretty, but when he takes pictures of you he can’t help but ruin them somehow, it’s like an inner urge he has

Honestly uses all the pictures you leave for him, putting them as his background and profile picture on all social medias, posts them EVERYWHERE

Caption says something like “Didn’t know you had a pretty side too lol” but actually he loves you no matter what and even enjoys your more “unflattering” side

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girlgrouptrash101 · 3 years

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MinYul (IZ*ONE) - He’ll Never Be You

Request: naur i just got some minyul feeels and had to get this out of my system yike

Word Count: 4,058

Warnings: there is none all is safe my friends

A/N: anything randomly in bold is their thoughts cuz,, idk minyul be having inner monologue moments ig

“It was so romantic, Yul! He held my hand and gave me his jacket! I swear I think I might be in love with him!” Minju squealed, kicking her legs up from where she lay on Yuri’s bed. The younger girl sat beside her, deep in thought. What was the difference between her and Hwang Hyunjin? She always held Minju’s hand and gave Minju her jacket when she was cold. Why was it such a special thing when he did it? Yuri huffed.

“Yuri, you good?” Minju asked, turning her head to look at her best friend.

“Yeah, I’m fine dumbo. Just sick of hearing you sound like a lovesick puppy, that’s all.” Yuri joked, resorting to teasing in order to mask the pain in her chest; jealousy and sadness mixing together to leave harsh thoughts in the younger girl’s mind.

“Don’t worry Yul, no need to be jealous. I’m sure someone will ask you out soon.”

Yuri sighed. She sure was jealous, but it certainly wasn’t because she didn’t have anyone like Minju did. It was because Minju had someone that wasn’t her.

“Cheer up buttercup. Wanna watch a movie?” Minju asked cheerily, unable to detect any of the inner turmoil currently spiralling in Yuri’s mind. The older didn’t even wait for Yuri to reply, grabbing the younger girl’s laptop and opening netflix. Yuri could only sit and watch as Minju picked a cheesy rom-com before snuggling into Yuri’s side. An action that had happened thousands of times before was now making Yuri stiffen like a statue, afraid Minju would hear the thumping of her heart as she nestled into her neck.

‘Friendship gets a lot harder when feelings are involved’, Yuri thinks to herself.

Drip.

Drop.

Drip.

Drop.

Yuri’s eyes flitted over to the kitchen sink, taking a breath as the splashes of water could be heard falling from the spout, the only other noise in the room apart from the steady breathing and occasional page turn from the girl in front of her. She tried her best to let the water distract her, tried to get her mind to focus on anything other than her best friend in front of her.

But they just wouldn’t.

They just couldn’t.

Unfortunately for Yuri, some part of her just couldn’t bear to keep her eyes off Minju for more than a minute. Maybe it was the way her dark locks framed her face as she focused on her homework; maybe it was the way she chewed her lip in concentration; or maybe it was just everything about her that drove Yuri crazy. The younger girl sighed softly as her eyes raked over her friend once more, her unfinished homework a mere memory of the past as her mind became overwhelmed with the same thing it a;ways did these days - Kim Minju.

“You’re going to burn a hole through me soon if you don’t stop staring, Yul.”

Yuri jumped as her best friend finally broke the comfortable silence that had settled between the two of them. She cleared her throat abruptly, muttering out a small apology before looking back down at her half-written essay in an attempt to hide her now flushed cheeks behind her hair.

“I’m kidding, you dummy. What’s up? Are you stuck on your work or something?” Minju asked, leaning over the table to poke her friend on top of her head.

“U- Um no, I’m okay Min, don’t worry-”

“Yul it’s okay! Let me help.” The older girl said, moving around the kitchen table to sit right next to Yuri. The younger girl’s breath hitched at Minju’s closeness, doing her best to keep composed as Minju read over her page, leaning into her side to get a better look.

“Yuri, this is really good! I don’t understand what’s wrong.” Minju said, turning to look at her friend who was looking everywhere but back at her. Minju sighed before leaning onto the table, propping her head up on her hand as she tried to catch Yuri’s eye.

“Jo Yuri.”

“Uh, yeah?”

“What’s up with you lately? You’re not acting like the Yul I know, and it’s weirding me out. Is there anything you wanna talk about?” She said, her voice a bit softer now as she brushed a strand of hair behind Yuri’s ear. The smaller girl finally looked up at her, a sad look in her eye as she tried to speak to Minju, but the words just wouldn’t come.

Minju was right, and Yuri couldn’t deny it. She had stopped teasing the girl, stopped the skinship, just stopped being cuddly old Yuri around Minju. Yuri could tell that the older girl hated these changes and knew something was up, but she just couldn’t tell her. She would never be able to tell her that lately, her every thought, her every worry, her every concern.. It was all about Minju. While she had always loved Minju since they’d become best friends in primary school, it was a different kind of love these days.

Those brown eyes she used to look in were now galaxies that pulled Yuri in and the younger girl never wanted to look away.

Her vanilla scent that had always seemed just too sweet to Yuri was now a flavour she wanted to drown herself in.

The lips she used to smear ice cream on playfully to annoy the younger girl were now ones she wanted to kiss, over and over, and over again.

But, the fear.

The fear of losing years of friendship, memories, laughter, love… Yuri was way too afraid to say anything for fear she’d lose everything. Though it was hard being around the girl you love every day without being able to have her the way she really wanted, Yuri still kept quiet. She kept quiet around the only girl she was truly ever able to be her loud, bashful self around, and it was so obvious to the both of them that the balance in their friendship was majorly askew.

'Fear is truly a powerful thing when it wants to be', Yuri thinks to herself as she repeats the same excuse she’s given to Minju for the last few weeks.

“I can’t talk to you about this one, Min. But I’m alright, I promise.”

Minju nodded softly, a disheartened look on her face. Yuri's heart clenched in pain to see those eyes tinged with sadness, especially knowing it was because of her, but she just couldn't tell her. Not now, not when there was so much at stake.

The older girl sighed out once again, feeling dejected as she moved back to her own seat. Her mind was racing at a mile a minute, wondering what could be bothering Yuri so bad that she couldn't even tell Minju anything about it. The two had never kept secrets from one another before, so it truly hurt Minju to be iced out this way.

The girls worked in a now deeply uncomfortable silence, both of them stuck between an atmosphere of wanting to talk but also wanting to run away from the issue completely. It was clear to anyone that Yuri was the one who wanted to do most of the running.

Once the sun began to set, Yuri used an excuse of her mom calling her home, quickly packing her bag and darting out of the older girl's kitchen. This left Minju alone with her thoughts, which quickly began to spiral.

‘This isn't my Yul, something is seriously wrong here.

She's been iffy for a while now, but today was something more.

There had never been a second of awkwardness between us before, ever, but today...

It was almost hard to breathe, sitting in that horrible silence.

She can't tell me, but why?

The only reason Yuri would keep something from me is if it was about me...?

Is it about me?

Did I hurt Yul?

God. What did I do to make her so uneasy around me...?’

Minju shut her eyes tight in an attempt to block out her inner monologue, her head falling into her palms as she sat at the kitchen table. Yuri was her rock, her partner in crime, her... whatever! Yuri was someone she couldn't live without. The girl she relied so heavily upon was building a wall between them, one she had to break down before the last brick could be placed.

Minju could never last a day without Yuri, her Yul, by her side.

While Minju wallowed in her sorrows at home, Yuri fared no better. She said a quick hello to her parents, blurting out some excuse as to why she was skipping dinner and making a beeline for her room.

The young girl threw herself into her bed, letting her covers swallow her up, just as her emotions had been doing to her lately. She closed her eyes and desperately searched for sleep, but it never came.

Just as it had been for every night for the last few months, the same thing ran through her mind.

‘Minju,

Minju,

Minju.’

While she thought keeping her feelings to herself would keep their friendship afloat, it seemed that things were going downhill whether she spoke to Minju about it or not. Just why did these things have to be so complicated?

'Stupid Minju for being so stupidly irressistible', she thought.

Yuri huffed. Just why did Kim Minju think she could have so much power over her thoughts and emotions anyway? Stupid frog. Stupid Minju and her stupid charming smile, her stupid kissable lips, the stupid way she held Yuri's hand as they walked, the stupid way she cuddled closer to Yuri during sleepovers because she wasn't fond of the dark.

‘Stupid. It's all stupid’, Yuri thinks.

After going through a few more mental battles of anger and sadness, she finally found the sleep she had been chasing. So with one loud yawn and a flutter of her eyes closed, Yuri fell into dream land with only one thought remaining in her mind.

‘God, I'm so fucking in love.’

The next day went by, and both girls were left in radio silence. Minju felt the younger needed space, and Yuri didn't know what she was doing at all.

She spent her time mindlessly scrolling through Instagram on her bed, trying to keep her thoughts away from Minju. However, it truly was just her luck when the girl in question popped up on her feed. It was a picture posted by Hwang Hyunjin, and it was a selfie with Minju. She was pressed into his side, a wide smile on her face as he held her close to him. Yuri let her eyes drift down to the caption, her breath hitching as she saw the simple heart emoji on her screen. Her heart dwindled even further when she saw Minju's response; a matching heart emoji.

It was nothing out of the ordinary for the two, no sudden confession of love, but to Yuri, it just shattered her already torn heart once again.

A tear rolled down Yuri's cheek.

A bitter laugh fell from her lips as she pictured herself. 'Jo Yuri, crying over a fucking emoji?' What had become of her?.

She told herself that over and over again, but she knew it was more. It wasn't just an emoji, it was the fact that Hyunjin had a chance with Minju that Yuri could never even dream of having.

Hyunjin was just Minju's type. Tall, athletic, handsome - everything Yuri just about wasn't. She scoffed, cursing the boy in her head, wishing she hadn't seen it. Wishing these overbearing feelings would go away. Wishing Minju was by her side, holding her close and keeping her safe.

But wishing does nothing but remind people of what they don't have.

The weekend dragged by for both girls.

Minju spent most of it with Hyunjin, cuddling up and watching movies for hours on end. However, as happy as she thought she should be, it just didn’t feel that way for her. Hyunjin was lovely, he truly was, and he cared for her, he really did. But for Minju, it just didn’t feel right.

He just wasn’t Yuri.

He didn’t make her feel warm inside like Yuri did. He didn’t make her laugh by making fun of all the characters in the movies they watched like Yuri did. But Minju said nothing. Falling for anyone is scary, but falling deep for your best friend is even scarier. She never felt like Yuri would ever love her back so she did her best to move on and find comfort in others.

Hyunjin wasn’t Yuri. But if she couldn’t be with Yuri, then he was enough.

Just as it had for Minju, time also ticked despairingly slowly for Yuri who had spent the weekend without Minju for the first time in years.

By the time Monday rolled around, Yuri could barely drag herself out of bed for school. She haphazardly threw on her uniform while mentally preparing a plan for the day that would allow her to avoid Minju. She decided that if she can't be with her, she would have to distance herself. The pain of loving someone so close to you was more suffocating than anything Yuri had ever experienced before, she just couldn't take it.

However, Yuri's plan immediately went awry when she opened her front door and saw her best friend there waiting for her. Minju gave her a small smile, the gesture fading as Yuri didn't reciprocate it.

"Yul-"

"Come on, Min, we'll be late." Yuri said abruptly, speeding last the older girl. Yuri didn't want her to speak, hearing the soft tone in her voice only made her heart clench more for the brunette.

It took only a minute for Minju to catch up, the older girl stopping Yuri by grabbing her by the wrist.

"Yuri, we won't be late. Now will you cut the bullshit and just talk to me?" Minju said, her brows furrowing. Yuri looked away again, trying to find an escape from the situation. Minju grabbed the younger's cheeks, forcing her to look her in the eyes.

For a moment, Yuri's world stops. She almost forgets her predicament when Minju looks at her, her eyes holding a mixture of worry and sadness as she looks down at the younger of the two. In an ideal world, Yuri would have already kissed the pout off her face, pulling her back inside her home to skip school and spend the day wrapped in one another's arms.

But this isn't an ideal world.

"Yul, whatever's going on with you, we need to talk it out. You're my best friend! Who's gonna be there with me every step of the way if it isn't you?" She asked earnestly.

For some reason, the sadness in the pit of Yuri's stomach began to turn to anger at Minju’s words. She just couldn’t help it.

"I don't know. Hyunjin, maybe?" She asked, a coldness to her voice. Minju's hands dropped back down to her sides. Yuri already missed her warmth.

"What does Hyunjin have to do with anything Yuri? Why are you always like this when it comes to him..." Minju muttered, more to herself than anyone else.

"He has everything to do with this Minju. I'm like this because... because I don't like him. One fucking bit." Yuri continued, the anger bubbling up now. She knew she had no reason to get so pissed at Minju, or even Hyunjin, but sometimes, with love comes jealousy. Once that green monster rises up within her, Yuri finds it almost impossible to suppress it.

"Yul, he's really nice! He brought me on a lovely date this weekend, I'm sure you'd get along with him just fine! He-"

"Minju, don't you get it? Don't you get it at all?" Yuri's fists clenched with how hard she was trying to keep her tears in right now. Minju shook her head, fear gracing her features as she watched her best friend, the small girl now overcome with anger.

"I- I won't like your stupid boyfriend and I won't ever like him because-"

A hiccuped breath interrupted Yuri's words as a cause of the hot tears that were now streaming down her face, her balled fists not bothering to wipe them away.

"Because?" Minju pressed, needing answers.

But Yuri stayed silent.

"Yuri, jesus fucking christ will you just talk? Whatever you have to say can't be that bad-"

"Because I'm in love with you."

Minju froze.

‘She was what?’

"I'm in love with you Minju. I know you don't feel the same but I have to tell you because this weight, the fucking weight of being around you, being scared to touch you for fear I might fall even further, being scared to say too much in case I scare you away... it's too much for me Minju."

Yuri inhaled. She said it.

Minju was silent.

Yuri took it as a sign.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I let this come between us. I hope he treats you right." Yuri said finally, her tears falling even harder than before. She took one last look up at her best friend's face and wished desperately that she hadn't, because the look of shock there seemed to tell her everything she needed to know.

So she turned back to her house, trudging slowly as the consequences of her actions began to dawn on her.

With every step, she hoped, prayed, wished, for Minju to call her back, to hold her tight, to tell her everything would be okay. But she didn't.

So Yuri continued walking away.

Alone.

Two weeks had passed.

Yuri was lucky, with midterm rolling around she didn't have to make excuses to stay away from Minju or from school, locking herself up inside her bedroom for the two weeks.

As the days ticked by, Yuri tried to convince herself that this was right, and this was how life was going to be now. She didn't need Minju, she didn't need the pain or the heartbreak in her life.

‘But lying to yourself doesn't always work does it?’

It doesn't, Yuri thinks, as she spends another night staring at her phone. She waits and waits, willing for it to ring. She wants to hear her voice and her laugh, and talk to her about her worries. Minju had always been her safe place to go after something had gone wrong in life.

Where does Yuri go when Minju is the problem that went wrong?

(The phone never rings. Yuri doesn't get to hear her voice.)

There were two days of midterm left, and Yuri was dreading going back to school. She'd be obviously alone there, with no comfort of being able to pretend life doesn't exist inside the safe confines of her bedroom walls.

Yuri felt herself about to drift off into another countless nap, until her serenity was broken by a knock at her door. Her mom was there, a look of pity on her features.

"There's someone here for you."

Yuri nodded, heading down to the door. She stepped outside, looking down at her feet until she heard the sound of the other person clearing her throat.

"Yul,"

Followed by a sigh.

"Can you look at me, please?"

Yuri looked up, meeting eyes with the one girl she wanted to run a mile away from right now. Yuri couldn’t help but notice that she looked tired, and more worn out than she'd ever seen her before.

"We need to talk, huh?"

Yuri nodded, following Minju as she moved to sit on the steps of Yuri's porch. They sat in silence for a little while, until finally, Yuri spoke.

"Hi."

It was quiet, said in a voice small enough that would've been missed if Minju wasn't listening to the younger so intently.

"Hi, Yuri." She said with a soft chuckle, taking in the appearance of the younger girl. She had her hair in a messy bun, dressed in sweatpants and a baggy hoodie. Yuri looked straight ahead, feeling nervous as Minju surveyed her.

"You never let me speak, you know." Minju started, puzzling the younger girl.

"Huh?" She asked, turning to meet Minju who had a small smile on her features.

"Well, I know my Yul is dramatic but I didn't think it was this bad." She continued, chucking a small bit. Yuri wasn't impressed.

"Minju, if you've come here just to make fun of me, then you can go right back home." She said sternly, her brows only knitting further as Minju's chuckle turned into a laugh.

"Seriously, Yuri. You might be the stupidest person I've ever met. What kind of person confesses their love to someone then runs away from them before they can even reply?" She says, letting out a disbelieving laugh before scooting closer to Yuri.

"I... I don't know. You just looked shocked and I didn't want to be rejected by you so I just.. left."

"Yuri, what did I tell you about assuming things before they happen?" Minju said, her voice still teasing.

"What do you mean?" Yuri questioned, her eyes locking with Minju’s. She searched the other girl’s dark orbs for answers, but they revealed nothing, her features untelling of what the older girl was about to say next.

"I love you too, Yuri. You fucking idiot." Minju confessed, the end of her sentence turning to a whisper as she got lost in Yuri’s eyes. Just as the younger girl was about to speak up, Minju silenced her.

Closing the small gap between her face and Yuri’s, Minju couldn’t help but smile into the kiss as she heard her friend’s gasp of surprise before she began to kiss her back.

Minju’s stomach filled with butterflies. This was it, the feeling she was looking for. She never felt like this when she kissed Hyunjin, or anyone else. It was always Yuri.

It’ll always be Yuri, she thinks as she pulls away, admiring her best friend’s blushing features. They both stared at one another, neither wanting to be the one to break the serene silence that had enveloped them. It was Yuri who eventually spoke up, her eyes turning to crescents that made Minju’s heart race as she smiled.

"If being called a fucking idiot means I get to kiss you like that again, then don't ever call me anything else." Yuri said, half joking, half deadly serious. Minju couldn't help but start laughing at Yuri's dorkiness, the younger soon joining her. While they had spent so much time together over the years, not a single moment had ever made them feel as complete as they did now.

The two sat on Yuri’s front porch for the next few hours, watching the sunset as their hands were intertwined, Yuri's head resting softly on Minju's shoulder.

"I can't believe you were going to date Hwang Hyunjin instead of me." Yuri said, poking fun at Minju.

"Hey! How the hell was I ever supposed to know you liked me back? You have the emotional capacity of a pebble, there's no way I could've guessed!" Minju said, making the two of them break down into laughter.

"A pebble? That's so rude!"

"Yeah, you're right. I'm sure pebbles express their emotions much better than you do." Minju replied, a teasing lilt to her voice.

You're so annoying. You frog." Yuri said, her actions betraying her words as she nestled closer into Minju's side.

"A frog, maybe. But your frog at least." The older girl replied, pressing a small kiss to the crown of her head, smiling.

"Mm. My frog. My stupid, annoying, beautiful, frog." Yuri said finally, pressing a soft kiss to Minju's neck before closing her eyes and letting herself fall asleep against Minju, the fading sun still keeping her warm as the evening passed by.

Minju took a deep breath as she appreciated her surroundings. She had the girl of her dreams cuddled into her, a beautiful sunset in front of her, and a powerful feeling of warmth and love in her chest that she had never felt before. Her thoughts returned to the girl tucked into her side as she too began to close her eyes, letting her mind wander as she allowed herself to drift off into a peaceful sleep.

‘Jo Yuri.

Stupid Jo Yuri.

My Jo Yuri.’

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alittledizzy · 4 years

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29 Things I Love About Dan

1. That he came out to his family via email. Aspirational.

2. Dude really, really loves his grandma.

3. That one time at a book signing when the bookstore overpromised tickets and there was a dad that was really upset because his daughter had been waiting in line so long and didn't get to meet them. The dad was just shouting at Dan and Phil and everyone else was trying to just quickly walk on but Dan stopped, turned around, and talked to the dad.

4. That he's the first person to defend someone he loves in any situation where he even perceives they're being shit upon, but in the same breath will make fun of them himself. He's the epitome of older brother attitude.

5. He spends a lot of money on clothes but then he wears what he buys every single day for a span of at least a year so he does at least get his money's worth.

6. That time on vyou when someone asked him what he looks for in a girl and his answer was the ring that fell off his hand last time that he really wants back.

7. His reaction to the Phil's wife story. I still laugh thinking about Sabrina and Lola. In the process of answering that he made a remark about how Phil leaves to go with his 'real' family and sometimes that just latches itself onto my brain. There was a similar comment during the blue/gold dress debate where Phil referenced Dan in with family and it's just... like, yeah, they're in love, they're in a relationship. But they're not just partners, they are full on out and out family to each other and that Dan found that at a time when he was so scared and felt so isolated with his own family is worth everything.

8. The depth of feeling in his voice during that one "Katie, Katie, Katie... Katie, Katie, Katie. No." liveshow answer. You know the one. He was having none of that and if Katie got verbally incinerated in the process of his answering, so be it.

9. When he'd be doing a liveshow and get on a tangent and end up talking about condiments or dips for like four minutes straight.

10. The way he never minded putting someone on blast that pissed him off but knew that it bothered Phil so he would consult with Phil first sometimes but then if the situation actually involved Phil being hurt in some way all bets were off he Was naming that trainer that made Phil puke he did not Care if Phil gave him an alias for the video Kai deserved what he got for pushing Phil too far.

11. That after a decade he still wants to impress Phil's family by doing things like cleaning before they come and making them all coffee.

12. And yet still made a cake to give to Phil in front of them that talked about wanting to see Phil's ass. The duality of man is real, indeed.

13. Nicer Internet. Young Minds. Make-a-Wish. Mermaids. He only just came into his own with being charity-minded in the last few years and I don't for a second doubt he does more privately than publicly and probably has some mental spirals about using his platform vs being accused of virtue signaling. But this is just one way I love watching him find his footing in the world as an adult with privilege.

14. He introduced an important word to my personal lexicon with Haru and I'd like the rest of the world to catch on because it's just a very specific action of lying while obviously lying and pretending you aren't lying and I love it.

15. When he was fifteen he was so in his emo kid feelings that he wanted black angel wings tattooed on his back.

16. That little tune he'd hum when he was trying to space out thoughts during liveshows.

17. That somehow he beat all the odds and is best friends with the first person he subscribed to (Bryony) and in a relationship with his teenage self's favorite youtuber (Phil, obviously). Teenage Dan had a really shit time of almost everything but in that one specific 'meet your idols' area he was truly blessed with all of the luck.

18. "All I can taste is cherry, all I can smell is cherry, all I can hear is cherry and all I can feel is cherry. Can't really see much though."

19. The fact that he owned up to previous bad takes and opinions and deleted old videos and tweets.

20. Litralee.

21. They originally wanted Phil to run the board at the radio show but he did such a bad job of it after the first episode that they gave it to Dan instead, and I think for someone with zero radio work experience or training Dan did an amazing job. He may spend a lot of time doubting himself but when a spotlight is on him he's clever and confident and adapts quickly.

22. The way when he says 'at all' he still sounds like his five year old self.

23. That he tried to run the marathon last year, and didn't, and tried again this year. When you're someone that fears judgement for your failures and knows everything you do is scrutinized by a very large audience - not just fans but people waiting for you to fail so they can report on that, too - sharing in that way seems like it would be really hard. It was shit luck that he couldn't run it this year either but I have faith he's gonna cross that finish line because the man Dan Howell has turned into goes after what he wants and fuck what anyone else thinks or expects of him.

24. That one liveshow they did without pants. You know that was Dan's idea. Phil is a respectable young man who does not go live on the internet to thousands of people in just his underwear. But Dan? Dan would. Dan does. And Dan is a terrible blerson.

25. That in a video to ten million people he said with his whole chest that his relationship with Phil made him feel safe for the first time since he was a small child. And like, yeah, sure, I'm infatuated with their relationship so it made me happy on a personal level. But beyond that; putting words to things is clearly not easy for Dan. It took him decades to acknowledge he was gay to himself. It took decades plus a little to tell his family. Sometimes it doesn't matter how much people know things, giving it a label is fucking scary and I think his fear of labeling his relationship with Phil (to the public) felt like a different kind of exposure than just his sexuality and he still faced them both.

26. He clearly has a very complicated relationship with his parents and family in general but that one story he told about being young and on holiday to Disneyland Paris and his mum is terrified of roller coasters but went on one with him like six times because she didn't want him to be alone. I'm glad through all the badness and doubt and fear he's had at how conditional his parents' love might be, that he had those good memories as well.

27. It was Dan that coined the phrase 'post-baking universe.' He's very aware of the stages of their life and his growth and he shares that self-awareness with the viewers even if he doesn't share all the depth of reasoning behind them. (He also coined the term 'phan' but in that instance I think uhh he didn't know what he was doing so.)

28. That he's learned better coping mechanisms than lashing out online. That he's got therapy now and the option for medication when he needs it. That depression doesn't go away but he knows he has options and support now.

29. He's given us almost a decade of content to watch and rewatch and enjoy and view through the different lights of his growth and our own growth, and who knows what the future will hold.

Okay, last minute addition - we'll call it one to grow on:

30. That Starcourt selfie.

#phan #meta

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cafedanslanuit · 4 years

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Sure! I loved writing these, hope you like them <3 Also, here’s the Dabi + Shigaraki relationship headcanons SFW & NSFW

|| SFW ||

Keigo would want your relationship to stay hidden from the media and the Hero Public Safety Commission. They have access to almost everything he is, does and owns, so he rather keep them away from you. He wouldn’t want them interfering with something he really cares about.

Your relationship with him grew organically, there was no formal question asked. You had kept bumping into each other at random places, so after thinking you were very attractive, he asked for your number. You thought it was a joke because why would the Numer Two Hero actually give you his real number, but hey, that same night he texted you. Months after him stopping by your place to eat take out and chat about everything and nothing, he kissed you.

You did your best not to interpret his kiss as anything more than that but a couple of weeks of kissing later, he referred to you as “his girl” once he was teasing you through text and you just knew.

His favourite kind of dates is sitting on your living room floor and eating take-out (preferably something with chicken). You chat until it’s past midnight and then go to sleep or watch a movie until both of you do.

Keigo’s favourite sleeping position is him on top of you, resting his head between your neck and chest. He loves when you fall asleep caressing his wings. He also likes sleeping on his side, but his arm always ends up in a strange position when he tries to spoon you.

He loves making playlists. He has a playlist for almost every occasion. Once, you were sitting down on the floor after having dinner and he suddenly asked you to dance. You expected some silly music, probably the one you would hear at a nightclub, especially when he turned the lights off, the only light coming from the moon peeking through your open window. You were pleasantly surprised when he pressed play and took you in his arms, slow-dancing to probably the corniest but also most beautiful playlist you’ve ever heard. Your love for him only grew when, after a bunch of songs, you took his phone to pause it and realized Keigo named the playlist after you.

Has a habit of sending one of his red feathers flying through the sky until it reaches your always open living room window. It’s a reminder he’s thinking about you even if he’s not around and you always smile whenever you find one of those.

While on public he’s always smiling, agreeing to selfies and signing autographs, his social battery tends to drain out when he’s at your place. Sometimes he wants to be with you, but he doesn’t really want to talk. He’ll just watch TV on the couch or take a nap on your bed. You’re more than welcome to join him, though, but please don’t talk. He just needs to feel you there without the need of having to fill the silence with words.

It’s very important you understand both of his sides. It’s not that his Hawks persona is entirely fake, he really likes making cheeky comments and teasing you until your whole face is burning. But he also lives a very complicated life, not only as a hero but also because of the way he was raised, to serve the Hero Public Safety Commission and do what he’s told to do. Behind his TV smiles, there’s a kid who lost his childhood and one of the things he loves about you is that, with the small amount of information he’s managed to tell you so far, you’ve understood the depth of his character and learnt when to give him space and when to cuddle him with a big grin.

Keigo’s philosophy is always oriented to the greater good, so he has a problem with putting himself first. His choices will always go to which one will bring peace to the world in the most immediate manner. That’s one of his main issues when you two start dating. You’ve taught him that is okay to choose himself from time to time, but it’s difficult to change what he’s been taught at such a young age. This will lead to him missing dates or taking on missions he doesn’t really want to do just because the Hero Public Safety Council tells him to do so.

One of your favourite bird-like characteristics of him is the fact that Keigo likes to collect little items from each one of his favourite dates with you. He has a drawer filled with folded-up receipts, a couple of taps of soda bottles, the extra disposable chopsticks the restaurant had accidentally sent you the first night you ate together at your place, a pen from the hotel where you two had spent a night under fake names with the help of a wig and the tape you used to hide Hawks wings under a trenchcoat. You sometimes wonder if your missing earrings are there as well.

Your least favourite one is the fact he’s always up at ungodly hours of the morning, no matter which time he went to bed. He’s learnt to stay on the bed until you wake up, though. Sometimes, he will wake you up with a trail of kisses from your neck to your shoulder. Other times, he will find a more creative way...

|| NSFW ||

Yes, you guessed it. There have been times where you have woken up, feeling Keigo’s erection grazing the back of your thighs. When you do, you tend to turn around and kiss him, but sometimes you decide to play with him a little. You will play-pretend to be asleep, trying to cover your smile when Keigo, quickly catching on, jokingly laments you’re still asleep. “Aw, I wanted to play with my baby bird” he will say, softly playing with your nipples and leaving small kisses on your shoulder. “Too bad she’s still asleep. Maybe… there’s a way I can wake her up…” he says, as he slowly pushes himself inside your already wet core.

Keigo only has to modes: animalistic, rough sex or quiet, caring sex. There are times he’s going to take you on all fours, his fist grabbing your hair from behind and other times he will lay between your thighs, grunting against your neck, his hands settled on your waist as you circle his hips with your legs.

There are a lot of fun times, though. Sometimes you’re riding him while he’s sitting on the edge of the bed and one bad movement bends his cock. You both groan at the pain as you quickly remove yourself, but end up laughing so much it takes a while before you can resume your previous activity. He also never lets you forget the time you accidentally fell off the bed while he was taking you sideways and thrusted particularly hard.

One of his favourite things to do is sitting you on the kitchen counter, kneeling between your thighs and eating you out. He loves leaving you hanging, stopping just before you’re about to come and have you beg him to bring his mouth back on you.

Keigo also really likes overstimulating you. Once he lets you come, he’ll keep his mouth on your folds, wanting to see how many times he can make you come.

He’s all up for pleasing you. He really liked when you comfortable enough with him to tell him what kinks you wanted to try out. You set out a whole night for exploring. It started with spanking and somehow it ended up with you dropping hot wax on his chest. Even if most of the things you tried out didn’t stick, it was probably the most intimate night you two had, laughing when you discovered the wax had stained your sheets and him accidentally swallowing the Halls candy he had on his mouth while eating you out.

I can see Keigo being really into role-playing. He especially enjoys situations where he’s in control and you’re more than happy to give it go him. You haven’t experimented too much into this, but he definitely loves face-fucking you, seeing the tears running down your cheeks.

One day, you were coming out of the shower and felt really confident in how you looked. Knowing you had a date with Keigo that night, you snapped a nude photo of yourself kneeling with your legs wide open on your bed in front of the mirror. You grinned to yourself when you got a text back: “fuuuuuuck. you’re a whole course meal, baby. can’t wait for tonight”. Your giddiness stopped when that night, as you opened the door for him, you saw a bruise on his forehead. Concerned, you asked him about it, only to laugh loudly when he explained he had crashed into a lamppost when he opened your message.

#hawks x reader #bnha x reader #keigo takami x reader #takami keigo x reader #keigo x reader #bnha hawks #mha hawks #mha x reader #bnha headcanons #keigo takami #takami keigo

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ignitification · 3 years

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So I don’t know if you answered this before (I follow a few meta users and lose track sometimes of who I send what to, I worry about repeating myself 😬) But what is your ideal ending for the main 3 villains along with Spinner and Compress?

Hey! Don't worry, I never answered this before and even if I did, it wouldn't be a problem!

As for my ideal ending... I think that while I do have a rough draft of what I would like to see, it might change depending on some things which I expect to happen (later rather than sooner) or that could instead not happen in the arcs to come. Basic line is that I would like for the main members of the League to have their own 'happy ending' - but at the same time, I would not be keen on accepting every possible HEA if certain other conditions are not met (I know I am talking in hypos, but for now, pass me the mystery, I have a lot of thoughts and I don't want this to be longer than necessary).

I’d begin with Spinner. Spinner’s entire character is the representation of Heteromorph-Quirks discrimination in their society. Not that Spinner is only limited to his Quirk, far from it, but I personally see his ideal ending to be towards this path: as someone who is highly emotionally intelligent, loyal and belief-driven Spinner’s ideal ending would to be seen him campaigning and/or being in the representation of acceptance of Hetermorphs in society. Apart from his affiliation with the League I don’t think there are grave crimes on his account, which is why his redemption is not one of the priorities when it comes to his character. Therefore, for Shuichi I’d like to see him using his skills to actually break and reform that prejudice and bias society has held towards him (to be honest, it would be interesting to see him and Tsuyu interacting). I find his ending however to be yet shaky, and I have no clue honestly where HK is going with him, we haven’t seen him in ages and I hope that during the last arcs he gets more screen time.

While Spinner is the one, notwithstanding everything, I find the easiest to imagine, with the rest it is a bit more complicated, because as I mentioned before I’d like for some circumstances to happen in order to have their own fate decided.

Atsuhiro is arguably to this day, the member of the League we know less about. we had a glimpse in his backstory, with his thieving progeny, and we saw his face for the first time around 20 chapters ago. It’s really not much - and further than that, he is now in unknown medical condition in the hands of the police or whoever is managing the country in this moment. However, he is also one of the key figures of the entire League and I guess that more than his ending, which I never thought about, I am looking forward to the development of his character. There is so so much to explore, and yet we have got nothing so far. However, I’d like for him to actually take care of the League in his own way and to see him use his abilities in stealth ways which are not for crime purposes (imagine the potential he might have if only he could put his magician and escape skills to the right purpose), but at the same time I think Compress is one of the most independent people of the entire series, and while he cares deeply for his friends, he is a free spirit, so I actually would like to see him travelling. I know this sounds like a poorly written head canon, but my ideal ending for Atsuhiro would be to be free to travel and see the world, while sending selfies of himself to Toga in which he calls himself old man.

The main three pals, instead are even more difficult because their factual conditions and finales are both somehow set and yet have a lot of flexible possibilities to construct around. I’d like to see Toga living her teens in a settings where she has friends she can rely on and that accept her as she is. She is terribly detached from everything that she should be enjoying at her age and while she tries hard to actually experience them she is always limited by the role society has assigned her. (also therapy). So, I’d like for her to be enrolled to school again, and learn how to use her Quirk - normalising the stigma of Quirks which are not ‘suitable for society’. Also, it would be interesting to see how her relationship with Ochako plays out, and since HK defined Uraraka one of the rays of hope of the final arcs, I’m looking forward to it. But yeah, my ideal ending for Toga is to be accepted and loved by someone who she can fully relate to. And give this girl a medical license (yes, I see her as a doctor).

Dabi and Shigaraki, instead are just a white page. I’d like for Dabi to conciliate his identity as Dabi with his Touya personality, and to actually go back to his family. Making amends, having healthy conversations with Shouto. Being someone who can inspire. Just quench his thirst for recognition and finally heal the wounds. Basically, I’d like for him to accept that he deserves to survive and that he is not limited to whatever Endeavour taught him. For Shigaraki, I’d like instead another type of ending entirely. I want for Tomura to accept that it was not his fault that he killed his family, and to let go of this fueling anger that spurs him on. (being adopted by Aizawa, while we are at it - after all, seeing Eri and Shigaraki interact might be healing for my soul). I need for him to adopt a dog. Kill AfO. Destroy society and rebuild it anew, so that he can safely say that if someone would be going around homeless someone would actually hold his hand. I really dislike the theory going around of All Might taking care of him, I really don’t want that, just on a personal level. It would be better instead if Inko ‘adopted’ him and him and Izuku developed a relationship where Izuku just needs Tenko to sit, and finally cry and mourn and just let go. It’s a mess. Also yes, I’d like for him to drop the name of Shigaraki Tomura and be again Shimura Tenko. Visit his grandmother’s grave. Heal. Grow.

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sweatersexual · 4 years

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Now I Want to Hold You Too

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The party welcoming both sets of Pines twins back for the summer had never really ended. Mabel’s friends had slept over that night, and Soos was still playing party music even into the afternoon. Fiddleford had come over for lunch and now he and Ford were discussing new projects, blueprints scattered all over the dining room table.

Becoming a man of means had suited Fiddleford. He now spoke with the confidence Ford remembered from the old days. He stood up straighter, and the healthy weight he’d gained filled his endearingly garish patterned shirt in all the right ways. Yes, Ford was happy he was doing so well, and that their friendship had been rekindled.

But Ford had to admit, feelings of friendship weren’t all that had been rekindled in him, especially when their hands lingered around each other, tracing the blueprints, or when Fiddleford gave him that familiar lopsided grin, or hearing him hum quietly the way he always did while thinking hard. Still, Ford worried it was too soon, or perhaps inappropriate altogether, to make any romantic overtures to Fiddleford. He didn’t even know exactly how much Fiddleford remembered of their romantic history. No, it was better to take their relationship as it currently was, because the fact that Fiddleford was even talking to him again put a spring in Ford’s step.

He and Fiddleford had finished making revisions to one of the cooling systems when a short cough caught their attention. It was only then that they noticed Ford’s thirteen-year-old grandniece standing next to them, her two best friends not far behind her.

“Are you two having fun?” Mabel was grinning widely enough to make Ford a bit wary. Had she planted a glitter bomb again?

“Yes, of course,” he answered. “Fiddleford’s been showing me -”

“Yeah, we know,” called Stan from the kitchen. “You two have been at it for hours. I’m gonna need you to clear the table before dinner’s ready, okay?”

“Sure thing, Stanley,” replied Fiddleford. “We were at a pretty good stopping place, weren’t we, Ford?”

“You two should join our braid train!” said Mabel.

“I appreciate the offer, Mabel,” said Ford, “but I don’t think either of us have hair long enough to braid.”

“Mr. McGucket’s beard is long enough,” Grenda pointed out.

“I bet an extra finger really comes in handy for holding multiple sections of hair,” said Candy.

“It’s definitely been useful for tying complicated knots,” Ford agreed, “but I’m afraid I’ve never tried braiding hair before.”

Mabel gasped. “Really? Okay, now we have to teach you. Are you ready for a new look, Mr. McGucket?”

Fiddleford shrugged. “I guess it can’t hurt none.”

Once the dining table was clear of blueprints and they took their seats in the living room, Ford noticed his heart rate pick up a little. Braiding Fiddleford’s beard was going to include touching his face, and the last time they had been in each other’s personal space like this was many, many years ago, in a . . . different context.

“Let’s start with a simple braid,” said Mabel, running her fingers through Grenda’s hair. “Divide the hair into three even sections, like this.”

Ford let out a deep breath and ran his hands along Fiddleford’s jawline, blushing at the memory of using the same movement to pull him in for a kiss, once upon a time. He was close enough to notice Fiddleford’s cheeks also reddening beneath his facial hair.

“Is this okay?” he asked Fiddleford, just to be sure.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Go on and do as she tells you.”

He could feel Fiddleford’s facial muscles moving beneath his hands - but he had to focus! Three sections of hair. He could do that.

Fiddleford’s beard was shorter and much better groomed than it had been last summer. The weird little bandage was gone. Ford hadn’t expected to enjoy the sensation of soft hair through his fingers so much. With Mabel’s simple instructions, the strands were soon woven together into a thick braid.

“That looks great!” she praised him. “You’re picking this up fast! You want to try a French braid?”

“O-okay.”

Candy turned out to be right about his extra fingers coming in handy, though it still took him a few tries to get the hang of it.

“Nice! Keep going, Grunkle Ford! Careful not to drop that strand.”

“Oh. My. Gosh,” said Candy, pulling out her cell phone. “That boy I told you about from regionals just texted me! Do you think I should send him a selfie?”

“Ooh!” squealed Mabel. “We should take your picture outside while the lighting is good.”

Before Ford could say anything, the three girls ran out the door with nothing more than a “keep practicing, Grunkle Ford!” from Mabel. Their giggles slowly faded away.

“She’s a regular ray of sunshine, ain’t she?” said Fiddleford.

“Yes,” agreed Ford. “I’m very lucky to have her and her brother in my life.”

“Me too. You know they helped me start getting my memories back.”

“Yet another thing I’m grateful to them for.” He came to the end of Fiddleford’s beard with a hum.

“I reckon that looks pretty snazzy,” said Fiddleford, checking his reflection in the window, but Ford shook his head.

“Hang on, let me try that again, it got really messy near the end.” He reached for the beard again, more out of a desire not to end this intimate moment with Fiddleford than out of dedication to immaculate braiding.

Fiddleford grinned, a knowing glint in his eye. “Always the perfectionist.”

“Pot. Kettle.”

“Guilty as charged!” With a laugh Fiddleford added, “Do you remember that stupid fight we had about coffee filters? We was yelling at each other right in this here room, weren’t we?”

Ford’s breath caught. Of course he remembered. He also remembered that fight had ended with a makeout session on the couch.

Did Fiddleford?

“Yes, it was in here,” he answered. “But . . . is the yelling all you remember?”

“No.”

He said it quietly, but with an intensity that brought Ford to a rigid attention. The tender look in his eye loosened Ford’s tongue, and before he knew it he blurted out, “I’m still in love with you.”

Fiddleford brought a trembling hand to Ford’s face. “Ford . . .”

Leaning into the touch, his hands moving from Fiddleford’s beard and onto his shoulders, Ford continued, “I know that after everything that happened between us, it’s more than I could ever ask for simply to be your friend again. And if you want to keep it that way, I’ll still consider myself incredibly fortunate. But if you still feel anything romantic towards me -”

Fiddleford cut him off with a kiss, soft and tender, leaving Ford tingling as he pulled away. “Yes,” he said breathlessly. “Yes, consarn it, Stanford, I couldn’t stop loving you if I tried. Which I did try. Multiple times. I don’t want to try again.”

“Me neither,” said Ford, and pulled him into another kiss, more intense than the first. Ford’s hands fell around Fiddleford’s waist and pulled him closer. When their mouths broke apart, their foreheads rested together, drinking in the closeness that had so long been denied them.

“The beard’s different,” murmured Ford. “But I like it.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Fidds chuckled, rubbing his beard on Ford’s face and peppering him with kisses. Ford was laughing when their lips met again.

“Oh, great,” said Stan, jolting them apart. “Now I owe Mabel fifteen bucks.”

“Stanley!” Ford cried. “How long have you been standing there?”

“Literally two seconds, sheesh,” said Stan, leaning against the doorway. “I just wanted to tell you dinner was ready, not watch you make out like a creep.”

“And since when do you gamble with the kids?”

“Since when do I not gamble with anyone? I really shouldn’t have bet against Mabel’s matchmaking skills, though. I just thought you two were so repressed, you wouldn’t know a gay urge if it bit you in the rear.”

Ford rolled his eyes. “Just because I like to keep things private doesn’t mean I’m repressed, Stanley. I accepted the fact that I’m gay back in college, when we first got together.”

“Really? So Mabel didn’t start your relationship, she just got you back together. I think I can make this work for me.”

“You give that girl her fifteen dollars, Stanley,” Fiddleford insisted. “I never would’ve guessed that braid train business was a setup. That girl is good.”

When she came in for dinner and found Fiddleford and Stanford holding hands, Mabel squealed and accepted her winnings with relish. Though Dipper was less exuberant, he did say that their getting together was “neat, real neat. You guys are, like, the ultimate science power couple.” Even Stan admitted that despite all the teasing, he was happy for them.

“It gives me a lot of hope for the future,” said Ford as he walked Fiddleford home that evening, “having that kind of support from family.”

“Don’t it?” Fiddleford concurred. “Those kids ain’t growing up with the same limits on self expression, or love, that we did. What a blessing that is.”

“For so long, I felt like I didn’t have a future,” said Ford. “Everything was about stopping Bill. But now, the possibilities are endless. This is the freest I’ve ever felt. I’m so glad I get to share that with you.”

“I feel exactly the same way.”

Ford kissed Fiddleford then, right there in the street, not caring at all if anyone saw.

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