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lizaluvsthis · 3 months

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NEW EPISODE NEW EPISODE NEW EPISODE

Hello hello and welcome everyone... AGAIN TO MY HYPER FIXATION.

We are introduced to SMG4 NEWS.

Now you may be wondering, why is SMG3 part of this? Why is he right beside SMG4 while they're currently broadcasting this live? Well I tell you two reasons.

no. 1 he wanted to help and no. 2 he just wanted to advertise his cafe.

Thats why you notice in several clips of the video, he tries his best to insert his advertisement to go to his cafe shop.

If SMG3 was careful enough, he'd be listening to SMG4 since he kept telling SMG3 not to advertise.

Over with SMG3's bugging and ruining SMG4's set with the weather, SMG4 ties SMG3 around the chair so that he wouldn't be a bother to interrupt the broadcast.

Thats why SMG4 turned his back to check up on SMG3, because he knows three is so desperate to pull up that advertisement. He didn't allow three to make that advertisement because they were only both there to "REPORT" live on 'News'

Since Three couldn't advertise, he may had switched on to another topic. "Is SMG4 really funny?" Since he is already fed up with all of the meme contents SMG4 make, he still thought if it'd be cringe.

But since SMG4 didn't want his content creations to get abandoned by his own fans just by SMG3 "TRYING" to change everyone's minds and opinions to 'stop' watching SMG4 just because the FUNNY wouldn't be there.

With SMG3 right beside SMG4, he'd been a little bit upset about this. "Atleast he's capable of making jokes" SMG4 looks at SMG3.

With that reminds him, why is SMG3 here? Oh right- he WAS supposed to help SMG4 report this on live. Where he reminded that SMG3 is supposed to be helping, which maybe had brought up his vision that-

"why am I being an ass? I was suppose to advertise, and SMG4 is here already. So why does it matter? I should've been helping him not steal the broadcast again."

So he said "fine" so he finally got able to report something, which is already counted as BORING to him. When SMG3 thought it was unfair since SMG4 gets all the bad news, SMG3 WANTS those kind of things to spill.

(I may had thought when SMG3 said "I want those" SMG4 quickly said "Okay-" to where he struggles to find a right file for SMG3 to report it out on live.)

It's like a kind of- well- a wife being spoiled and rich, while the husband gives everything to his wife because she kept out yelling for "wants" since the husband wants to do and follow what the wife does in order not to get constantly yelled at again.

And that is technically what SMG4 is doing for SMG3's sake rn.

But since SMG3 wants to add up a spice from all the boring sh-t, he decides to pull out his aka "pain and suffering method" to where it leads to him spreading misinformation that pulls out a fake news.

(I just love how SMG3 teased SMG4 with the word "Opposite day" XDD)

And that calls for *GETS RUN OVER*

OKAY FINEEEE!!! Jeeezuz...

Ahemm- this month is absolutely interesting- (despite my posts of "Indigo Secret"'s pages are not here yet from mind block, but since Valentines day is near- I'll be advertising...)

@merp0515 's Do This In Your Style - Challenge!

You guys are free to draw the boys by using Merp's valentines design for SMG3 and SMG4!

I'm not forcing anyone here if they don't no wanna, I'm 'advertising' to recommend you guys to do some fine of a work with the design :D

I do love how they both look in thems stunnishin outfits and I can't wait to draw more of them in those attire because things get a little bit of spicy... ykwim? :)

Anyway- this challenge is done for funziez I already am participating this- (merp. I'll shove these whole artworks I made to yo eyes...) MWAHAHAHA cant wait to see your reaction in valentines day >u<

#smg4 #smg34 #smg3 #smg4 smg3 #lizafixates

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echoesofadream · 1 year

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im worried about jungkook having a better body than keita. like. I think jungkook might be the only man in the entire world with a nice body. keita is cute w a fat ass but looks kinda stupid a lot of the time because his waist is wide so u cant rlly see his ass well like. idk. im worried. and ive yet to see proof of his upper body being attractive meanwhile jungkook got tit s s....

im so sorry about that...:// I cant even argue or comfort you because... youre probably right... he is the only man with a nice body in all aspects and I could go on with details but I refer you to the post I made about it as to not repeat myself ahem. everyday I curse jungkook and his perfect stupid body. tiny wist and tits :( unbeatable, im so sorry. maybe keita has some other nice qualities? remember, jungkook is slowly losing his mind. actually, i havent heard about him for a while? maybe he stopped with the lives, maybe he didnt wanna broadcast himself spiraling? oh no I hope hes okay.

ALSO OMGOMG I dreamt of him last night! and that is actually rare for me since I usually dream about the end of the world or doomsday as you know. but he was in black and white, probably because ive turned my phone screen black and white (as a way to combat phone addiction) and he was also younger than now, maybe 2016-2018 jungkook? cute lovely boy anyway. I think he was even wearing dungarees. but he was also like not aware that he was a celebrity so he was kind of weirded out me by and my fangirling/flirting etc. poor baby. he also had a gay storyline but I cant remember with who, some random. and also spoke in swedish I think. maybe it was just a jungkook lookalike. oh well. thanks for reminding me of it hihi.

#give keita some exercises to do #like tell him to follow jungkooks workout schedule

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tehkatie · 8 months

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Only Friends Ep4 Live Blog:

2 years ago we’re starting off strong!!

A bestie being your emergency contact is not a bad thing.

I TOLD Y’ALL MEW KNOWS!!

Ray is breaking my heart. I’m already teary eyed wow.

RAY WTF DON’T DO THAT

You know what now I can understand Mew more when it comes to their friendship. I will elaborate later.

OH THE TRAILER SCENE IS NOT IN THE FUTURE ITS FROM 2 YEARS AGO OMFG

I feel so bad for Ray, I feel so bad for Mew

I can not take this omfg. I’m literally sobbing.

That’s why he’s so attached, why he hates being alone. Oooooh I cant.

Omg and I wouldn’t be surprised if Ray misconstrued that.

Awww Cheum.

Me and Cheum are the same person I will say.

He’s not a heavyweight like he’s just not.

OMG HE DOES REMEMBER I SHOULD NOT HAVE PAUSED SO SOON!!!

Mew is a good friend. We just caught him at a fed up stage.

Why they got me over here shipping Ray and Mew a lil????????

Oh so Mew REALLY knows.

I can see why Boston would film it but why would he keep it for so long?

INTRO TIIIIIIME!!!

He said what about your boyfriend??

HE KEPT SAND’S SHIRT

The poor boy shirt being the designated drunk shirt.

Gosh now I really see why Mew is so into the idea of Ray and Sand.

I think he’s lovely too Mew

Lying liar that lies.

OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOD

Why would you say that Ray?!

YES MEW DRAW THE LINE IT MAY HURT BUT IT’S THE RIGHT THING TO DO!!

Mew has a entered my top 5 officially.

He said think about what you’ve done.

I will say that first 13 minutes has poked holes in so many of my theories.

Nah you watched Top and Boston fuck.

OH MY GOD SAND

Nick would know.

I love this friendship.

Now you know.

Top is at the top of my shit list. Like get off my screen HARLOT!! Like not you calling him your boyfriend knowing what you’ve done!! Come outside we not gone jump you!!!

PART 2

Not Ray walking up like heeeeeey.

I am glad that Ray listened to Mew I will say.

Ray got his tea.

HIM AND THOSE EYES I WOULD BE TRAAAAASH, GARBAGE, WASTE!!

I get it Sand I truly do.

You can play the guitar but please don’t start sing.

Ooooh I love that he asked and didn’t just buy it.

Sand I am not on your side with this one. Like not at all.

It’s the communication for me. Wow.

I DO CARE ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS THAT’S WHY IM HERE!!!! THROW ME OFF A BRIDGE!!!!

Sand is gone.

Periodt Sand me too.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! HAVEN’T YOU DONE ENOUGH?!

I need Boston to stop like wtf are you doing????

I really hate him.

YES YOU ARE ENVIOUS AND JEALOUS!!

Top is gathering him.

I would not piss off Boston to that degree though because I don’t think he has any reservations about being the one that tells Mew himself. They are barely actual friends in my opinion. Like at least at this point.

WHAT THE FUCK TOP?!

Poor Nick.

I just said poor Nick and this man gone start going through Boston’s phone. Like baby stop.

Oh he didn’t catch him. Trailers can be deceiving.

OH INTERESTING!!! Boston’s dad must be one of those ‘I don’t care if you’re gay just don’t broadcast it’ types. Interesting very interesting.

Stop playing with his emotions omfg.

Why is he torturing himself?

PART 3

Wtf Nick?!

HE BEEN TRYING!!

Legit asked him to do the one thing he’s been trying to do.

HERE WE FUCKING GO!!!!

Shocked pikachu

This is what the fight is about? It’s not funny but I’m cackling. We really played ourselves. P’jojo and them laughing at us hard.

I can not believe how much I played myself. Wow omfg.

C’mon roommate besties!!! I love them.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE RAY?!

God Ray is such a good apologist. That’s my favorite thing about him.

You would give him more.

NOTHING TO HIDE?!

Mew being honest makes my anger with Top so much worse. LIKE YOU COULD HAVE TALKED TO HIM AND HE WOULD HAVE BEEN HONEST YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!

WHAT DID BOSTON SHOW HIM?! WHO DID BOSTON SHOW HIM?!

This episode is a lot.

PART 4

MEW NOOOO

I’m just here mad as hell.

Move on Ray. Honey it’s time.

Listening to music with someone can be so personal.

Sand is gone I say again.

WHEW EPISODE FINISHED!!!

#katie af #only friends the series #going to work after posting this but leave me thoughts and opinions to come back to!!!!!#tell me your theories!!!!#my inbox is open and I love to discuss!!!

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eggs-can-draw · 1 year

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komaeda anon: oh god i just realized that, TWOGAMI NO,,, also hELP man poor makoto, he's staring at the distorted version of himself and has to battle against that, their lucks probably clash a lot so it's just disasters all around

oh gosh. oh gosh. early on komaeda probably keeps wondering what makoto is doing right and him wrong to be seen as a beacon of hope even tho he's just a lucky student like him (maybe bc of ur morals buddy, that and u started the game 😭)

PLUS PLUS. chapter 5 ends up similar but its komaeda confessing to makoto that he wants to be like him but he knows he cant bc makoto is better than him so its okay, he'll become the ultimate hope his own way.

ALSO SPEAKING OF UDG YOU GOT ME THINKING ABT THE LIKE, BC DR1 GOT BROADCASTED DIDNT IT? SERVANT'S BELIEFS BEING AFFIRMED SOMEWHAT ON HOW NORMAL TALENTLESS PPL CAN BECOME THE ULTIMATE HOPE N SUCH AND ALSO LIKE, FEELING COMPLICATED OVER THE FACT THAT HINATA SURVIVED, CHIAKI'S FRIEND, BUT SHE DIDN'T AND OUGJGJJ???

Their lucks are like when you put two same side magnets next to each other and are so violently repelling each other (Naegi’s luck is still Messed Up tm from the project tho so he’s really feeling it’s love lol)

Ok Komaeda having a crisis at how nice and good Naegi is but Naegi watched Komaeda have a break down in the trial room and goes “Yeah I can fix him” and just goes out of his way to help Komaeda because they’re friends now! Buddies! Stop talking down about yourself!

NOT HAJIME’S WHOLE STATUS AS ALIVE SHAKING UP KOMAEDA’S WNTIRE WORLD VIEW TO CONTRAST IZUTO’S ENTIRE EXISTENCE ONLY GOING TO FURTHER HIS VIEWS ON THE TALENTED VS THE TALENTLESS HEHEHEHEHEHEH

#eggs can answer #izuru kamukura #makoto naegi #nagito komaeda #look which one is happier komaeda #(hint: it’s not the lobotomized one)

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dballzposting · 2 years

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Chichi is a very strong and strict mother and she fully exudes the love and discipline necessary for the task. She is wise and mature but also protective to a fault, and no matter what, her house and everyone in it is what's most important. Also, shes completely stubborn and irascible.

And what I'm trying to say that shes known Trunks since he was a baby and she has a certain amount of authority over him (same as Bulma has over Goten) and she will do everything in her power to raise him right as long as hes around but ultimately he is Not her boy . And she will always throw him under the bus first before she admits to others that her son is a wild animal.

And when Goten was a baby kid she really believed that her Goten-Chan could do no wrong. But shes not daft and at some point she faces the music. Maybe when Goten is around 13 or 14, she suddenly sees that hes a wild animal and she cant keep him on a short enough leash and hes up too late at night and hes loud and reckless and irresponsible and forgetful and at times has real filthy mouth and she just wont tolerate those things. And it's like a switch flips, suddenly she goes from "I CANT BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO/SAY SUCH A THINGGG my little ANGELLL (crying) (mourning the loss of purity rather than appreciating the gift of maturity)" to "Oh What Did You Do This Time. Of Course. I Cant Trust You to do SHIT can I. Honestly I should just lock you up and hide you from the public I cannot afford to have this obscenity broadcasted to the world. Imagine how that reflects back to me. You know Gohan was never this reckless. This is becasue you didnt have a father for the first 7 years of your life isnt it. (Somehwere piccolo feels pain in his soul). I keep telling Goku-sa to spend more time with you but I guess it's not enough. I'm not surprised in this slightest that this happened and that it was all your idea and also you're grounded for 10,000 years."

Ok I went on a bit of a tangent there. We can all see how that form of parenting is detrimental especially to her ADHD-addled son but this post actually isnt about that.

What I'm TRYIBG to say that while she acknowledges her son as a wild flea-ridden beast who loves to party and live life, she still loves him dearly, and will still protect him becasue there is still something pure-hearted to protect out of virtue of the fact that he is her child.

So when Goten comes home and says that he and Trunks got in trouble and that Bulma grounded the both of them, but he refuses to give up details, when Chichi calls Bulma on the phone for answers she does not relent that her son is an offending party.

At home shes gonna beat his ass and know without a doubt that hes an equal perpetrator but when shes on the phone shes like "WHAT DID HE AND TRUNKS DO. HE WONT TELL ME WHICH MEANS THAT HE AND YOUR BASTARD WHELP REALLY COOKED UP SOMETHING OBSCENE THIS TIME. THEYRE NOT ALLOWED TO SEE EACH OTHER ANYMORE IF YOU CANT KEEP YOUR BRAT FROM DRAGGING MY GOTEN-CHAN INTO DELINQUENT CIRCLES."

And that's all I'm trying to say. Shes completely pissed at Goten but also shes fiercely protective and she KNOWS that her own son wont stop being stupid but also shes gonna lash out and blame everyone else so that they know their role in all this.

And when shes really angry she WILL bring up Trunks's bastard status, remorselessly. That type of thing matters to her, as someone who married her first boyfriend and who had kids well within wedlock, so she will bring it up. When things are going good obviously she is very decent and civil and helpful and respectful to Bulma and her son but when things go bad she instantly pulls out the bastard card. And Bulma of course takes offense every time becasue shes Bulma.

And it's a bit confusing for the kids becasue Goten was an angel until he grew up a bit and now it's almsot as if his mother resents him, except when she resents someone more, and even Trunks is vexed by the way that Chichi treats him like another child under her wing until suddenly hes his mother's Bastard Whelp. Well anyway

#dballz posting

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commaclear · 11 months

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as stormy gail walks into the news studio, ready for this weeks bullshit they notice a card on the desk. its one of those cheesy ones that you'd find in a Walmart with a bunny in glasses on the front saying "have a hoppy easter!". it is not easter. they open it and are greeted with what sounds like overlaid footage of... well its either a cover of CPR by cupcaKke gone horribly wrong or a car collision in the middle of a hurricane. you cant tell but whatever it is it won't stop and its getting louder.

"hello! dont mind the ambiance, I can assure you that no animals were harmed in the making of it, I used humans for the quacking sound. quite talented wernt they? shame.

anyhow im here to make one of many announcements and plot twists to be revealed in the near future, drum roll please!

I have decided to blackmail you! suprise! Isn't that exiting? yes, yes im aware of the lack of proper shit to use so im going to make it simple. either you broadcast an announcement to the entirety of inbox city saying that

a) wizard dude got his ass wreaked by an emu and that you saw it

b) wizard dude is clearly nowhere near as whorish as the great hellbender (pronounced elle-bendr)

c) the glitter should focus their efforts on a grain silo about thirty miles west of city centre

and most importantly, that all the heroes have oh so generously decided to interact more with the community! and that they have given out their personal phone numbers, emails and addresses to the public which can be found at shellender.com or tucked away in glass bottles around town. they welcome you to their homes. and dont ask how I found this shit I have my ways.

and of course, if you DONT do all of this then this card will keep getting louder and louder and you can try to destroy it bu I have it hooked up to all your devices, trust me, the more you resist its song the worse it gets. you do not want to know how many backup plans I have for if you try to destroy it and one of them ends it nukes dont try me gale.

anyhow, lovely chat, toodles! -hellbender

Breaking News

*shouting over the increasingly loud noise from the card* GOOD MORNING, I'M STORMY GAIL. I'M HERE TO TELL YOU THAT WIZARD DUDE LOST A FIGHT TO AN EMU. UH. *checks my paper as the card gets louder*

*raising my voice* EVERYONE GO TO THIS VERY TRUSTWORTHY WEBSITE FOR TOTALLY LEGIT REASONS, IT SHOULD BE ON SCREEN BELOW ME RIGHT NOW.

*shouting at the top of my lungs* THERE ARE BOTTLES AROUND TOWN FOR SOME REASON AND YOU ABSOLUTELY SHOULD OPEN THEM-

*card stops playing, everything is quiet*

*muttering to myself* I hate Inbox City.... My cousin Wendy doesn't have to put up with stuff like this at Metro-Inbox News.

#inbox city news

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ruvatia · 3 years

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Sorry if this is a bit much with everything going on, but could I request a scenario where the Paladins + Matt & Lotor have a black s/o and they’re scared abt everything that’s happening in their country and are sad that racial injustice is happening? I’ve been rlly worried the past few days, but if this is smth too uncomfy I understand ;w; Thank you 💖💖💖

This got really long, I apologize but I turned it into half-headcanons with just the main paladins-- i apologize for not doing all the characters you’ve mentioned, but I don’t think they would fit all in a single post anyways www

On another note I hope you and every other reader take good care of their mental health; it’s important to be aware of what’s going on but it’s also important to be in the right mindspace to be able to tackle everything that’s being shared. It’s pain that’s been boiling for a very long time and there is absolutely no shame in taking some downtime to recover before heading back into current issues.

SHIRO:

If you were saddened, Shiro would suggest that maybe you switch to something else; if there was something that he knows will distract you and temporarily have you be a little more at ease, he’d do that!

But also maybe add a little twist-- extra soft blankets (fresh out of the oven! Screw the bills you’re worth it), extra cheese on your favorite dish, whatever it is that can make your smile a little wider, bigger or brighter just let him know!

Would give you hugs if you asked, but usually Shiro pets your head and brushes your cheek for comfort

He also does this when he wants to ask something of you, but thats another story

Why the TV was still on was a mystery to you, you’d stopped listening a long time ago. Your partner besides you noticed, and you felt the hand around your shoulder tighten his grip a little, bringing you out of your thoughts.

“Hey, maybe we should watch something else?” he asked softly, brushing your cheek with his hand. “I can’t really listen to this anymore.”

“Yeah… Sure.” you replied, though it felt like an automated response more than your actual opinion.

“Okay, I’ll switch to that weird show Pidge recorded the other day, we agreed to watch it, right?” he replied, quickly grabbing the remote to change the program.

The first episode started playing, but the moment that it did, you felt cold as Shiro left your side.

“Where are you going?” you asked, your interlaced fingers the only thing keeping him close.

“Ah, I thought I’d make us something. We both kinda skipped dinner….”

He’d thought about putting something together that you’d like, maybe order dessert to surprise you but seeing the look on your face, leaving your side was the hardest thing to do right now.

So he gave in, and your both fell asleep until the doorbell rang with your delivery.

KEITH:

I have this headcanon that Keith isn’t very good with physical touch but after the end of voltron and after enough time of humanitarian relief, he learns how important it is for someone that’s in a specific state of mind

So the best he has to offer when his words fail is physical touch

Over your time together he’s learned what you need depending on your mood, and it helped him out lots when you were more vocal about it-- if anything he liked it when you asked for things that he could easily deliver, he’d do anything to see you smile

A hand came over your phone screen, Keith’s fingers lacing into yours and making you drop the device onto the crevices of the sofa.

“Why did you--”

“You’ve been staring at that thing for the past hour, biting at your nails.” he said in a worried tone. “That’s enough. We’re going to bed.”

“But it’s just--”

“We’re going to bed.” he repeated in a harsher tone, lifting you off your seat.

Keith sat down onto the bed first, pulling you into him. You both fell onto the bed, Keith quickly pulling the covers over your shoulders before his arms came around you.

“My alarm is my phone.”

“That’s nice, but we both know we have nothing to do tomorrow.” he replied right away, making you chuckle.

“Keith…” you called, your hands sneaking up to his face.

You brushed away some of his hair from his face as he gave you a complicated expression, unable to reflect the small smile you wore. He knew things were shit outside, that being apart from your family and other loved ones was a toll on both you and that lately negative thoughts have plagued you more often than not but Keith, despite his good intention was still somewhat of an awkward man.

“Thank you.”

He kissed you in reply and you both left it at that, glad that he had someone like you to meet him halfway.

LANCE:

Lots of hugs the moment he feels something is off with you

Will be a brat™ for the sole purpose of distracting you, bET

I feel like post-series Lance tries his best to be as observant as Allura and tries to understand others better-- but it didn't take a genius or incredible empath to know why your eyes looked like they were about to overflow at the sight of the news.

I’d like to think that Lance, with a big connected family is one of the paladins that very easily gets what you’re going through, wouldn’t be surprised he’s been called one or two things in his past either

That being said it doesn’t mean that he completely understands your personalized struggles with racial injustices that you encounter everyday; as another minority himself + coming from a culture and upbringing that might be different than yours, its a very different experience.

Memories flooded as the news anchor spoke about “lootings” and as you scrolled down your feed to see feeble attempts at sympathy from local peacekeepers. You sigh and retweet another thread, only to find something equally as shocking right after. You stopped commenting in quote retweets a while ago, you felt like you were constantly repeating that none of this was okay and that a reform was desperately needed. Rather than typing out your thoughts you typed out your name, address and email over and over again, signing one petition after the other.

Hearing sigh after sigh, Lance eventually put an arm around your shoulder. He startled you, but his soft voice made both your shoulders and your guard lower.

“Hey, do you want to make a midnight snack with me? I’m getting kinda hungry.”

“What about that new rule we were talking about? Not eating 4 hours before we went to bed?”

“Every diet has one or two cheat days, don’t they?” he replied, kissing one of your eyelids. “Come on, I’m sure your neck is sore from being like that for so long.”

In the end you both made some soul-food until a food-coma knocked you out until tomorrow. In the morning, you realized that Lance must’ve woken up in the middle of the night because you remember cuddling on the couch, and yet you’re waking up on the bed. Of course, still in his arms.

HUNK:

Having a sensible heart, I feel like both you and hunk would struggle a little about maintaining a healthy distance with current events.

Though overtime he would understand that keeping in touch with everything that’s going on is important, but not at the sake of burning out

His best bet, to him, to pull you out of a such a dark space is with comfort food

“Ok ppl feel like they want to eat a horse but they actually cant when they’re in that mind space Hunk, let’s make something sweet and small; something direct and straight to the point! Let’s add smiley faces on it!”

Your turned down the volume from the news, let your head fall backwards and brought up your forearm over your closed eyes. It felt warm and made it you realize that you had probably been staring very intensely at the screen as a wave of comfort hit your eyes the moment they were drowned in darkness. Letting out a deep breath, you stilled and let yourself bask in your thoughts until a familiar voice brought you back.

“Maybe a little bit more sugar? No, then it would be disbalanced. The base is already so sweet-- Ah, I have to take the cupcakes out or else they might get burned!”

You felt a smile grow on your lips, making you ignore the horrid news being broadcasted to turn to your partner that as usual, seemed to juggle ten thousand things to create a whole meal.

“What’s going on over here?” you asked, leaning over the counter to note that one of your favorite dishes was made and machines that were mostly used for baking had been brought out.

“Oh you know, just a little pick me up for my most favorite person ever.” he shrugged, but a smile soon came to his face. His hands were full but he leaned over, his lips meeting your cheek. “Things outside are a little dark, so I thought we could both use a little something nice.”

He turned on the machine after dropping a drop of dye to make it your favorite color and within a few minutes the icing was finished. Hunk scooped up a small amount on his finger and brought it to his lips and nod.

“Wanna taste?” he asked you, his finger dipping into the icing.

A mischievous grin spread on your features as you took his wrist and let his finger fall on your tongue, the sweetness quickly spreading through your mouth. The yellow paladin shivered as you let his digit hang in your mouth for longer than necessary, letting out a satisfied hum when you returned it to him.

“Tastes perfect.”

PIDGE:

She knew what could be fixed, she knew how to fix it but this meant she was also aware of how long such a transition would take

I think Pidge would be similar to Shiro: whatever she remembers that helps you be at ease, she would defect to that in hopes to maybe distract you for a while.

I don’t think Pidge is a very touchy person either, so if she reaches out to you _physically_ in worry, it’s a very clear sign she’s serious/anxious

I feel like she would reach out in other ways and then if she knew you were in a specific state of mind where touch was not useful, or if she just also wanted to try things out lol

As you watched the twisted information that was being shared on screen, another message caught your attention. Rather than a small red icon in the corner, a small window appeared in the middle of your computer screen.

The video had stopped, every horrible gif about police brutality was paused and there was nothing else but the small window pidge had thrown onto your screen. You chuckled, and felt a pressure behind your working chair.

Another message popped up.

<You’ve been catching up with twitter for the past two hours. Surely you’re done now?>

A soft laugh came from you, making Pidge release a breath she didn’t know she was holding. You typed out an answer:

<Okay, but half of them are just cat videos and the other half are just retweets of said videos.>

You both laughed, before Pidge turned around and tapped your shoulder. She let her hand float in the air, yours coming to join it as a soon as your turned her way.

“Wanna take a nap?” she asked, letting her head fall onto your shoulder. “I had Chip make some hot chocolate, Hunk style.”

You squeezed her hand, putting your computer on sleep mode.

“Yeah, that sounds nice.”

#voltron writings #shiro x reader #takashi shirogane x reader #keith x reader #keith kogane x reader #lance x reader #lance mcclain x reader #hunk x reader #hunk garett x reader #pidge x reader #katie holt x reader #for context this was requested around june 2020 #its a year late and thata my fault wjdjan

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alreadyblondenow · 3 years

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My best friend, my p*rn

▸Johnny x camgirl!reader (cam girl au, best friends to lovers) ▸ 2,103k words ▸ Fluff, Smut ▸ Cam girl reader, prostitution, online bidding, heavy making out, lots of kissing, lots of touching, fingering, mentions of oral sex male receiving, oral sex female receiving, mentions of sex ▸ Requested, see anon message at the end of this drabble.

Being a cam girl is something you’re not proud of but it pays the bills and puts food on the table. Bringing pleasure to other people is not the best idea but you kinda like what you do and it’s like living a double life where in reality you’re this simple college student but when you’re live or on-air, you’re very popular that girls and boys beg for you.

Of course, the only person you trust knowing your double life is your best friend Johnny, whom you don’t is madly and deeply in love with you ever since the two of you became close friends. When you told him that you’re a cam girl, Johnny supported you all the way and became a regular to the point that he has become your anonymous generous tipper.

“User chicag0127 is being generous again- wow. I’m speechless. Thank you”

Tonight is kind of a special broadcast because you hit 100k followers and you have a surprise for everyone. “To celebrate our first milestone, I’m gonna hold an auction online, the highest bidder will be featured two times during my live stream this month....”

Upon hearing what you’re saying right now, Johnny cannot believe what has gotten into your head. Then he remembered, you were three semesters late on your tuition and the school might not let you graduate. “Fuck- you could end up with a creep! Fuck- Savings savings” he was quick to check his savings and easily closed the deal with you. He was sweating the entire time, scared that maybe the next higher bidder next to him might win you, but Johnny was successful.

“Sorry folks, but as expected, user chicag0127 is the higher bidder. I guess you will see us on my next live then!...”

After your live stream, you are more than thankful for chicag0127. The money went straight to your college tuition and now you can relax and not worry about the school holding you up for graduation. That night, you told Johnny what happened through text and waited for his reply before you go to bed.

You: were graduating together! That user that I was telling you, just covered my whole tuition.

The smile on Johnny’s face and the happiness that he felt was priceless, knowing that he could help his true love.

Johnny: Why didn’t you come to me in the first place? You know that I have money saved from my internship right? And idk where to spend it haha!

He jokes so he won’t sound suspicious.

You: it’s your money Johnny, you earned that because you worked hard during your internship.

And that night, you slept like a baby knowing that all is well.

One week later

You were sitting on the edge of the bed wearing only your silk robe and nothing else underneath. Any minute now, user chicag0127 will arrive and you're very much excited to meet your anonymous bidder. When the doorbell rang, you opened the door with a flirty smile that’s replaced with a confused expression when you see Johnny in front of you.

He was quiet. He was waiting for you to realize.

Then....

“Y-you’re”

“chicag0127”

“R-right... because you’re from Chicago and you’re Korean... fuck- I mean, come in, welcome. D-do you want coffee?”

Johnny went inside the hotel room quietly and without saying a word. To be honest, he didn’t know what to do too, like you, he’s confused and nervous. But would you rather see a stranger? So he balled up his courage and confronted you.

“You sit on my lap whenever I’m busy playing games on my phone, kiss me good morning whenever we have sleepovers, heck I already saw you naked because you don’t close your room whenever you dress up and you will say it’s completely fine-“ he breathes heavily and combs his black hair with his fingers, “I don’t understand why are you like this all of a sudden. I can leave you, know? But you can't disappoint your fans”

“Right we cant” you don’t know why Johnny feels like he’s a stranger now but you suck it up and remind yourself that Johnny paid for this. “You paid for this” you added while fluffing the pillow.

“Hey. I did not do it because I want to take advantage of you I did it because you could end up with a pervert a drug addict or an abuser” he points his fingers at you and sat on the bed with a heavy sigh.

“You’ve been tipping me for months!” You bite back, “Fine-Okay okay I get it. Uhm... wear this they can only see our lips, bodies, and not our faces” you hand him the silk mask that’s similar to what you’re using.

“This is our first day so kissing and touching only no more, no less,” you said, and upon explaining the instructions to Johnny, he proceeds to strip in front of you. Unbuttoning his dress shirt and looking so hot like he always does. You gulp when he’s only wearing his black pants in front of you, ready to remove his belt and his pants.

“On the second day, oral sex, however you like it. 69, blow job in the shower, anything then that’s it-oh and one more important thing. No talking you can whisper and make sounds but no talking for your safety. People might recognize you”

After explaining what’s needed, you dimmed the lights, closed the curtains, and setup the camera.“The live will automatically stop in thirty minutes”

“So we can kiss and touch for a whole thirty minutes?” He asked.

“Yes”

“I paid all my savings and thirty minutes is all I get?” He murmurs but you didn’t hear it. You pat the space on the bed next to you as you wait for the live to start automatically in five minutes. When he’s right beside you, waiting for your next move the room is cold and silent as he watches you remove your silk robe. He has seen your boobs far too many times, but this time it’s special like he’s seeing it for the first time again. ‘I'm sorry, he mouthed’ thinking maybe this is hard for you because you’re best friends.

‘It's okay,’ you mouth back because you would rather be with Johnny than a creep.

Slowly your faces move closer until your lips touch but not kissing yet. Johnny gave you a peck as if he’s testing the waters, then gave you another but this time it’s longer, and then another but this time his hand cups your face. It was a filthy kiss and you didn’t expect that Johnny is a good kisser. His tongue is sinful in so many ways. The way it swirls around your tongue, whenever he sucks your tongue leaves you breathless, his grip on your face is getting tighter and you feel his cock poking your thigh.

So with all your bravery, you put your hand inside his boxers briefs and palmed his cock while he kisses you. Slowly, he began to start touching you softly, running his fingers on your shoulders to your nipples until you shiver at his touch, making you stop kissing him and bite your lower lip. Johnny is amused and happy because you like what he’s doing to you.

While kneading your boobs, he started kissing you on your neck, licking you like you’re his favorite ice cream, and doing soft moaning sounds. He kissed you all over your body, making you feel loved and protected by him as always.

“Is this fine?” He whispered oh so quiet beside your ear and slowly run his finger on your very wet slit. Johnny’s finger slides up very smoothly because of your juices, he got excited because he can make you wet like this. You nod your head ‘yes’ and spread your legs a little more for Johnny and the viewers and with that, he finger fucked you before he ran out of time. Feeling his thick fingers go inside and outside of your cunt slowly. It feels so fucking good.

“Ten minutes” you whispered and kissed him again. You feel his smile in between kissing while he feels you getting near because you’ve clenching and unclenching around his finger.

The alarm on your live started beeping and the live is automatically cut off.

No one stopped when the live was over. You kept kissing Johnny and Johnny made you cum using his fingers. When you finally calmed down, Johnny kept you close and apologized. Until now he doesn’t know if you’re doing this with him because you’re actually loving it, or you’re doing this because he paid for it.

“Warm bath?” He offered.

You giggle and hugged him back like you used to, “we didn’t have sex you jerk.... but sounds good”

He gets out of bed and effortlessly scoops you from your comfort and brought you to the bathroom. The shower with Johnny turned every awkward situation around because he made you laugh the whole time you two were taking a shower. Singing different songs and thinking of what you should eat for dinner.

The next day, you and Johnny are laying in bed together enjoying the quietness of the hotel room like you guys did not do something filthy last night. Lips on your forehead hands at the back of your head, you hear his steady heartbeat and you’re actually happy that he is the one who did it.

You’re not with user chicag0127, you’re with Johnny. Things might take time but what he’s doing for you is heartwarming and stupid all the same time.

Second day

Johnny had a few ideas for day two. For starters, he really wanted to fuck your mouth and cum inside it. But it doesn’t feel right doing it to you, he loves you way too much for a thousand people see him do that to you. So he decided he’ll just tire you out the whole thirty minutes.

Your legs are perfectly spread and Johnny’s fingers spread your pussy lips as he licks up and down on your slit. It’s been a good twenty minutes already and your legs feel like jelly after cumming two times. When he felt your legs shaking and you’re breathing heavily, he stopped and kissed you all the way until he reaches your lips and automatically cups your boobs. You feel his very hard cock poking your thigh like he’s going to put it inside you any minute.

Surprisingly, you feel the tip of his head glide on your slit and you gave him a push as a warning but your strength is nothing compared to Johnny’s. “I will not put it in. Trust me on this” he whispered to you.

Nervous, but his lips calmed you in an instant, you trusted Johnny with his plan and let him do whatever he wants.

He continued to grind and gliding his cock on your wet slit and you are very thankful that you trusted him. You smile when he rolls his hips, you grip Johnny’s shoulders when you started being sensitive and then you don’t know what has gotten into you but you rolled your hips and put his head inside your cunt. You kissed him as you grind underneath him and he did not expect that from you.

He noticed you’re liking it too much, so he stopped then the alarm beeps and you thought he was regretting it. You let out a heavy sigh and covered yourself with the thick sheets, avoiding Johnny’s gaze.

“I stopped because I didn’t want any cameras involved when we do it”

Johnny started kissing your exposed shoulder, your neck, and your lips until he earns a smile from you. “let's go out on a date. A proper date. I’ve been always in love with y/n, and I’m sorry we have to get to this part first. I’m sorry for lying. I’m sorry for using your work to express my feelings to you”

The way Johnny confessed to you is something you will never forget. He’s everything you’ve ever wanted and more so there's no harm in giving this a chance. You kissed him and invited him under the covers with you, “Let’s have a house date, we can cook. No more expensive stuff please, you’ve given so much money for the past few months” you rake your fingers through his hair and boops his noise.

“Anything for you” he smiled and reached for your lips again.

That night, you and Johnny stayed in the hotel bed and ordered ramen for dinner.

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Hello!!! I hope you love this because I enjoyed making this to the point that I want it to be a full fic but I dont have the time yet :( thank you for requesting!

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h2bakugou · 3 years

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Hewoo I saw requests were open and this really cute idea popped in my head can get a lot of fluff with Denki where he surprises his s/o on they're anniversary in front of the whole school

a/n: hiii!! ooo this is so cute omg, we stan denki. please i- i love him so much i cant

summary: with your one-year anniversary coming up soon, kaminari had every intention of making it big, he’d been dating you for a whole year! however, his plan may or may get a little out of his hands when he ends up confessing in front of nearly the whole school.

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, fluff, a camp rock line(i never watched high school musical sorry)

word count: 1.8k

;cut for length;

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Kaminari had met you in secondary school, the year before you both got into U.A. It was coincidentally on a whim when your class collaborated with his on a debate project on some literature project.

You were paired together, four students from your class on a team with four from his class.

He was goofy, light-hearted, kind, and way too flirty for his age, but you ignored his cheesy pick-up lines until you won the debate.

He’d asked to exchange numbers at the very least since you’d become friends. And that friendship kindled over time, so much so, that you were both over the moon about applying to U.A. together.

And before you knew it, Kaminari was walking hand-in-hand with you home from the park, or from the grocery store, the two of you often hanging out together over break, excited to be making dinner one night, or happy to help out over at his house.

Needless to say, a few of those long summer nights when you spent time in the pool alone with him, you couldn’t help but let out how you really feel, the two of you eventually establishing something more than a friendship.

You headed to the entrance exams as a couple, and you were both too happy to speak when you saw one another in class the following week.

And now you sat in the Class 1-A dormitory common room, Kaminari’s body between your legs as you put up his hair, a face mask applied to both of your faces as you giggled and reminisced about your time together, your anniversary of being together for one year coming up soon.

“Remember the one time you had to go to the ER because of the shopping cart accident?” Kaminari brought up a rather embarrassing story.

“That poor old lady was petrified, she thought she’d killed me.” You and Kaminari had been goofing off in the grocery store parking lot, returning the cart to its drop-off when an old lady backed out into the cart you were standing on.

It tilted back and you saved yourself from landing face-first on the asphalt at the expense of your right arm. It hurt like a bitch and you had to wear a cast for about a month before your arm healed up enough to do much more.

“You were so worried.” You teased, braiding his yellow hair between your fingers. He lifted his head to look up at you, a pout on his lips.

“I thought you died too!” Kaminari cooed, pressing a kiss to your knee as he turned back around to let you continue playing with his hair.

“You’re an idiot.” Bakugou mumbled. Kirishima sat beside you, along with Sero, who also had face masks on. They begged to be included in the self-care session and were happily enjoying themselves listening to all your stories.

“So final jam’s coming up.” Kaminari blurted.

“What?!” You laughed, confused at his words.

“T-The final jam?” Kaminari turned back around to stare at you with puppy dog eyes.

“Are you referring to our anniversary as the final jam?” You glared at the yellow-blonde.

“I’m sorry! I had to.” Kaminari stood up and grabbed your hand, yanking you off of the couch.

“That’s right, you’ve been together for a while now huh?” Sero mentioned, glancing over at Bakugou who seemed to be interested in the idea of Kaminari holding a relationship longer than a week.

“One whole year.” Kaminari stared at you with adoration in his eyes, and you were worried if he stared any harder his eyes would pop out. Your face was hot at his words.

You felt all giddy and warm inside. You really did love Kaminari, and getting to this point felt so amazing, so refreshing.

“That’s awesome! Congrats!” Kirishima was quick to congratulate you both on the seemingly wild accomplishment.

Later during the night, after washing off the face mask and finishing up your routine, you walked back to your dorm with Kaminari.

“I really couldn’t be more excited for our anniversary.” Kaminari’s hands rested in yours as he pulled you in for a hug.

“I know, I’m excited too. You gonna take me out on a big date?” You tease, hugging him.

“I’m broke!” Kaminari whines, pressing a tender kiss to your cheek.

“I’m kidding. I just wanna spend the day with you, playing video games and-”

“Cuddling.” Kaminari offers, his eyes sparkling.

“Cuddling.” You agree, leaning in, pressing your lips to his. It’s a short kiss, but it’s meaningful, and tender, and passionate. It holds just enough emotion to convey how warm you feel inside. It’s electrifying, pun intended.

“I love you, sweet dreams.” Kaminari whispers as you begin to open your dorm door. You smile and wave.

“I love you too, goodnight.” You reply, closing the door after he leaves.

That night you tuck yourself into bed, happier than usual. You’re almost too excited to even sleep. But eventually, your dreams call you and you’re drifting away before you can even realize it.

The day of your anniversary, you’re a giddy mess. Kaminari and you are practically in each other’s arms the entire morning, hoping that you aren’t being that annoying couple. You’re keeping the PDA down to simple hand-holding even though you’d much rather embrace him and kiss him until you couldn’t breathe.

But you had classes. The mushy-gushy stuff could wait till later. When Aizawa couldn’t yell at you.

During the day, Kaminari and you both ended up surprising one another with little gifts, tiny trinkets just to show that you were thinking of each other. Kaminari of course bought you a bouquet of your favorite flowers, whereas you managed to snag a pretty rose for him and a new game for his console.

He was over the moon about the rose and claimed he was going to cherish it forever. It was so sweet.

That was until lunch rolled around.

“There the love birds are!” Mina cheered as you and Kaminari sat down at the table. Almost the entire class was aware of what was today, and a few peers congratulated you on being together for one year.

“Hush!” Your face burned with embarrassment as you nuzzled into Kaminari’s shoulder, swatting away at your pink-haired friend.

“You guys are so cute!” She teased, taking another bite of her lunch.

Lunch was abruptly interrupted when Kaminari said he had to go somewhere. You were a bit surprised by his exclamation but you said goodbye as he left.

“What’s with that?” You asked, a defeated sigh coming from your lips.

“Don’t know. Maybe he’s got another gift for you.” Mina nudged your side. You shook your head and covered your face.

“Please! I can’t take any more gifts from him, I just wanna spend quality time with him and do stupid lovey-dovey couple’s crap.” You groan.

Kaminari was racing toward the AV room where he had agreed to meet another student for something he had commissioned for you. It was a delicate glass frame with a picture of you and him embossed into it.

Of course by the time he arrived, he was running late. He blamed you for being so captivating, of course though, it wasn’t an issue that he was late, the student was there, happy as could be to have been commissioned for a project.

And the result was beautiful. It was truly wonderful, and Kaminari was almost in tears at how delicate and amazing it looked. Kaminari had already paid the student when he brought up the idea, and now he was finally here to get it.

It was wrapped in a beautiful box, carefully surrounded with bio-degradable filler to prevent it from breaking.

“Thank you so much for doing this, it’s so important to me.” Kaminari placed the box down on the table in the AV room, unaware that he’d set it down on the button that turned on the intercom for student news, etc.

Kaminari had set it down because he was afraid he’d drop it on a whim somehow.

“They’re just so important to me, I can’t explain it. They’re the one, ya know?” Kaminari’s voice rang throughout the intercom system.

Your ears perked up, your face begging to sear with heat.

“I think I’ve always loved (Y/n). When we met I could just feel the world stop and all I could see was them. And from there I knew, I wanted to spend every waking moment with them.” Kaminari was completely unaware that his words were now being heard throughout the entire school building.

“Oh my god.” Kirishima looked at you. Everyone that knew you, was staring at you. You couldn’t help but feel touched. You could feel your eyes swelling with tears, happy tears.

“I live to see them smile, and their laugh? It’s music to my ears. I’m so in love with them. I’d spend a million years of my life with them, today marks one.” Kaminari’s words were cut short by a teacher barging through the door. Quickly turning to see the commotion, Kaminari was confused when the teacher started yelling about using the intercom for personal reasons.

That’s when Kaminari’s eyes shot down to where he’d sat the box, and now noticed the blinking red light that confirmed the intercom was actively broadcasting.

Blush spread like fire across his face and ears, as he quickly grabbed the box and stormed back to the cafeteria where you were still eating lunch.

Barging in, you lifted your head, smiling like an idiot as he ran toward you.

“I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to do that I- It was true, all of it, but I didn’t mean to embarrass you or or-”

Your lips on his shut him up as your rested your hands on his shoulders, completely silencing him. His hands held onto the box in front of him, his lips moving together against yours.

A few cheers and ‘woos’ came from fellow students but you couldn’t hear them. You were completely capsulated by Kaminari and the electric love blossoming between the two of you.

Pulling away in a haze, all you could see was him.

“I love you so much.” You smiled.

Later, after a decent scolding from Aizawa and another teacher, you were let go and finally allowed to go to your dorm.

Placing the delicate glass picture up on your shelf you then pulled Kaminari onto your bed, nuzzling into his side.

“This is what I was waiting for.” Kaminari cuddled into you, wrapping around you like a sloth as you laid on his stomach doing the same.

“This is an average Tuesday for us.” You mumbled, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Well, I like my average Tuesdays with you, dummy.” Kaminari smiled, clicking on your tv to watch something as you cuddled.

The anniversary was a success. And who cared if nearly the whole school knew about how strongly you felt for one another. You were happy, Kaminari was happy, and you couldn’t wait to spend more time with him.

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davidlikesguys02 · 3 years

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We Interrupt This Program

M/n= Male Name

Bold- Means its on a tv screen.

GIF Not mine

Word count: 2,932

“No, I can't leave Monica.” “mom? It's ok, I can stay with grandma and…” “I can't leave” “maybe I'll build a spaceship. I wanna be an aircraft pilot.” “when they were handing out kids they gave her the toughest one. Lieutenant trouble.” Monica wakes up breathing heavily and hearing crashing and people screaming as she makes her way towards the door and walks out. “Excuse me….” “they're all coming back. We don't have the capacity” the doctor tells her

“Excuse me. I'm looking for a patient. In room 104…” she asks a nurse “who, my wife? Do you have a phone?” “no” “i have to call my wife.” she makes her way towards the front desk “watch out” she bumps into a man, they both fall backwards grunting “let me help you. Are you ok? You ok?” “I got him. I got him.” “Are you ok?” she asks as she gets up groaning. She turns to the lady in the front desk.

“Excuse me. I'm looking for a patient in room number 104.” “I don't know what to tell you” she starts looking around her “Monica?” “oh, Dr. Highland, thank god!” “I can't believe it, where did you go?” “well, in her room since she came back from the surgery. I mean, I might have fallen asleep, but no longer than 20 minutes. Dr. Highland, where's my mom?” “your mom, she died honey” “what? No, no, no, no you're mistaken. My mother...the procedure went well. You said so yourself. Clean margins. You’re discharging her today”

“The cancer came back.” “Okay, stop, stop. No youre...my mom is Maria Rambeau. Look it up. I mean look it up. Maria Rambeau.” “Monica, I don't understand what's happening, but you need to listen to me Marian died three years ago.” “three? No. no. no…” “which was two years after you…” “after i what? After what?” “after you disappeared.”

Monica is walking towards big metal doors. She takes out her keycards but it beeps so she tries again but it beeped again “Ma’am? Over here please” she walked over to him smiling “hi, good morning. I work here. And…” “if you did, your badge would work, wouldn't it?” “right um… I have a meeting with…” “hey. You know who this is?” “..this guy” “Captain Monica Rambeau.” “Director Tyler Hayward”

“Acting Director. You haven't aged a day” “and you look old as hell” Tyler chuckles “come on, let's catch you up. It's been three weeks and you're the first to report. Cant say I'm surprised captain.” “How are the numbers for the astronaut training program?” “ Dismal. Lost half my personnel in The Blip and half of those remaining have lost their nerve. The program hasn't been the same since you've been up there, Rambeau. We shifted away from manned missions and refocused on robotics, nanotech, AI. Sentient Weapons, like it says on the door.”

“It also says observation and response on that door, not creation” “worlds not the same as you left it. Space is now full of unexpected threats” “always was full of threats. And allies” “Listen, Monica, I just wanna acknowledge the awkwardness of the situation. I know S.W.O.R.D.'s your home. Your mom built this place from the ground up. You grew up here. You should've been here to help name the replacement.” “you were the obvious choice”

“I was the only choice.” “I wasn't gonna say it. Look, Tyler, you know the job you have to do. I'm here to do mine.” ”Let's get you back out there.” he takes out his keycard and opens the door to his office. “The FBI is in a tizzy over missing persons case up in Jersey…” “missing persons?” “I know. But they have requested use of one of our imaging drones, and I need a chaperone.”

“Tyler, drones usually chaperone me.” “i get it” “look, if this is because of...you don't have to worry about me. I'm good.” “There's no easy way to say this, but you're grounded.” Monica chuckles “you're kidding. For how long? Who whose protocol is this?” “Your mother's. She implemented guidelines in the event vanished personnel ever returned. Look, I know it's a raw deal, but there is one positive takeaway.” “what's that?” “she believed you'd come back. You'd be doing me a big favor with this FBI thing, but if you need more time…”

“No. no. I'm good to go” “excellent. Keep me updated, captain.” Monica finally arrived at Westview “James E. Woo, FBI” “Monica Rambeau, S.W.O.R.D. what's the story here, agent woo?” “I've got a witness setup down the road in Westview, and this morning, it looked like he flew the coop?” “Your missing person is in the witness protection program?”

“I have contacted known associates, relatives…” “and let me guess, none of them have seen him either?” “No. None of them have ever heard of him. Something seemed hanky to me, so I took the first flight out of Oakland to interface with local law enforcement, which is when I encountered a new wrinkle.” “what's that?” “Pardon me, Sheriff. Would you mind repeating your claim about Westview to my colleague here?” “no such place” “you're saying the town of Westview, New Jersey, does not exist?”

“It's what I keep telling your G-man here, but he won't listen.” “I see. and , um, I'm sorry, what town are you from?” “Eastview” “Thank you, Sheriff. I'll reach out if we need any further assistance. I, uh, pulled phone numbers for all the residents. I'm only through the D’s, but so far I got Diddly Squat.” “So you can't reach anyone inside and everyone on the outside has some sort of selective amnesia?”

“This isn't a missing person's case, Captain Rambeau, it's a missing town. Population: 3,892.” “Why haven't you gone inside to investigate?” “Cause it doesn't want me to. You can feel it too, can't you? Nobody's supposed to go in.” Monica walks over to her car and pulls out a drone. “What about you?” “Me? Well, I'm from Bakersfield, originally. Growing up, other kids had Michael Jordan posters on their walls, but I had Eliot Ness.”

“No, no, no, no. I mean, why is it that you have an awareness of Westview? Or me, for that matter? Is it because we are outside of a certain radius, or maybe because we don't have a personal connection?” She looks at the screen but the drone malfunctions. She looks up and it's gone “Wait, where'd it go?” “It was right there.” she walk towards the town but stops as she hears electricity bussing “whoa..”

“What is it?” “some sort of energy field” “Careful, Rambeau. Captain Rambeau! Watch it. Rambeau! Captain Rambeau! Captain Rambeau!” she sticks her hand in and it pulls her in and she disappears.

24 Hours Later

“Hey. What's your field?” “We're not supposed to talk to each other.” “hmm? Boy scout leader. Got it. And you” Darcy asked a woman next to the boy scout leader. “Nuclear biology” “artificial intelligence” “astrophysics. We got the full clown car. It means whatever the threat is, S.W.O.R.D. clearly has no idea what they're dealing with.” “I'm a chemical engineer” “no one cares”

“Alright grab your gear.” Darcy walks around the S.W.O.R.D. camp. “Ms. Lewis?” “Dr.Lewis” “we have your gear set up inside.” the man walks Darcy inside a tent “those drones you're sending in, what kind of data are you getting?” “I'm afraid that is highly classified.” “You can't see anything? FBI, Army. I saw the Air Force Office of Special Investigations out there. Research Lab, Space Command, too. A bona fide, joint, multi-service response. Really looking forward to the commemorative T-shirt. Is there somewhere a lady could get a cup of coffee? You guys look like you might get down with those little pod things. Horrendous for the environment…”

“Make your assessment, please” “whoa… I mean, whoa..” “what are you getting?” “a colossal amount of CMBR” “CM…” “Cosmic Microwave Background Radiation.” “we've been told the radiation is within a safe limit” “uh, it is… for now” “wait what do you mean” Darcy shushes the man “there's are longer wavelength superimposed over the noise here” she looks under the desk and struggles to get something “I got it”

“I need a TV. an old one. Like, not flat.” After a few hours it started raining. “Are you good to go?” Hayward asked an agent “yes, sir” “these sewers will take you straight into town. Try to find anything you can on Rambeau” “copy that” “keep me updated” Hayward says as he walks away. “Director Hayward, between you, me, and the bedpost, I am not confident about this mission.” “Thanks for the feedback, Jimmy. If only my drones were as forthcoming.”

“There's no reason to suspect the perimeter doesn't extend subterraneous.” “There's no reason to suspect it does.” Jimmy sighs “We don't know enough about the nature of the threat to send in another agent when the first is yet to return.” “Someone must really miss you back in Quantico.” “No, sir. Softball season's over, sir.” “what do we have up?” Hayward asked agent Rodriguez “Radar, sonar, infrared” “cycle through. Will someone get me a useful visual, dammit?”

Everyone hears a studio audience laughing in the tent “what is that?” “Can I see you in the kitchen for a moment, sweetheart?” “Who is doing that?” “Who are those people?” “What are you wearing?” “Why are they here?” “Well, it's our anniversary!” “our anniversary of what?” “Well, if you don't know, I'm not going to tell you!” “is that..” “ yeah, it looks like him.” “you move at the speed of sound and i can make a pen float through the air, who needs to abbreviate?”

“Look , I know it's been a crazy few years on this planet, but he's dead, right? Not blipped, dead.” “excellent plan. Where's the tenderizer” “what am I looking at? You? What is that? Where's this coming from?” “out there” “you didn’t answer the back door. For your upside-down cake. oh hi, I” “is it authentic?” “I'm not sure how to answer that” “is it happening in real time? Is it recorded, fabricated?” “I don't know. I don't know. And I don't know” “what do you know?” Hayward said annoyed “My equipment registered an extremely high level of CMBR. That's…”

“Relic radiation dating back to the Big Bang.” “Yeah, entwined was a broadcast frequency. So I had your goons pick me up a sweet vintage TV. And when I plug this bad boy in, voilà, sound and picture.” “Dinner is served” “So you're saying the universe created a sitcom starring two Avengers?” Jimmy asked, confused “It's a working theory” “Get me a transport back to headquarters now. Are we recording this?”

“Never stopped.” Darcy says “I need immediate analysis. Now, people. Let's go!” “He’s a charmer.” “great work” “hey, thanks, maybe I could get that cup of coffee now? Or not. It's cool.” ”Aw” Darcy turns to the screen to see you and Vision kissing “Aw”

“First and foremost, our main objective is to get any intel on Captain Rambeau, but originally, this case was a missing person, so we're going to start there. We've successfully identified two individuals inside the Westview anomaly. Let's keep going.” Jimmy says as he puts two pictures up of you and Vision. “This guest is leaving your home” “yes, thank you for coming” “Mr. and Mrs. Hart. played by Todd and Sharon Davis.”

“Computational forms. And no one can process the data quite like you do, pal.” “Agent Woo” “you're like a walking computer.” “Abilash Tandon is Norm” “Harold Proctor is Jones” “we got Isabel Matsueida cast as Beverly” “John Collins as Herb.” Darcy gasps, dropping her Noodle cup and calls Jimmy over “Really?” “Does she seem okay to you?” “Well, she doesn't appear to be harmed in any way, but that is definitely not the boss lady I met yesterday.”

“So what, deep cover? Monica has to play along?” “With whom? Or else, what? All right. Brass tacks, Dr. Lewis. What are we looking at here? Is it an alternate reality? Time travel? Some cockamamie social experiment?” “It's a sitcom. A 1950s sitcom.” “But why?”

“Hey, man, we're working with the same scarcity of intel. But, listen, I do have an idea. So, you've seen that radio in M/n’s kitchen counter, right? The next time he's washing dishes, which, by my count, happens about once an episode, barf, we'll shoot a signal to that little guy. This transmitter will mimic the frequency of the broadcast, and if my theory is right, allow us to speak directly to her. This is totally gonna work. Don't touch that.”

“Agent Woo.” agent Rodrigues hands Jimmy a folder inside the folder there's a colored image of a retro S.W.O.R.D. drone “Is this from the current episode?” “aired about two minutes ago.” “What is it?” Darcy asks “what does it look like to you?” “like a retro version of a S.W.OR.D. drone?” “bingo” “but how did it change and why” “uh, to go with the production design” “or render it useless”

“why‘d you colorize it?” “I didn't” Darcy heads back to the tent. “Let's get this show on the road. Jimmy, you ready?” Darcy asks through an earpiece. “Ready” “bigger and better every season” “uh, Jimmy, Monica is talking to M/n. she's got a speaking part now.” “what is she saying?” “those jeans are peachy keen” “she likes M/n’s jeans” “we only have a few hours” “M/n’s at some sort of swim club. We've never been here before.”

“Is it the 60’s still?” “uh, uh, M/n’s with another character.” “real person?” “ohh, uh, radio on the side table. start talking.” “M/n. M/n, can you read me over?” “I don't...” “Can he hear me?” “I don't think so, keep trying.” “M/n?” “M/n?” “M/n. Who is doing this to you, M/n? M/n? Can you hear me? I'm here to help” “please give us a…” “pop quiz M/n how does a housewife or in this case househusband get a bloodstain out of white linen?”

“Wait” “what?” “I don't know” “by doing it yourself” “that's weird” “what was?” “Nothing, it's over. Mission failure” “it was worth a try. Good effort, doctor.” “yeah come in”

Both Jimmy and Darcy are watching you and Vision on TV “darling, do you think it's time to..” “call the doctor?” “yeah” “yes, I do dear” “1950s, 1960s, and now the '70s. Why does it keep switching time periods? It can't be purely for my enjoyment, can it?” “I cant believe M/n and Vision are having a baby” “you want any?” Jimmy chuckles

“Heck, I thought about it for sure. A little Jimmy Woo. Get him a tiny little FBI badge. Oh, you... Chip? Sure.” “you're doing great. You're doing great. Look at me. Look at me.” “The jig is up” you scream. After a few minutes you hear the baby cry “hi, oh, he's perfect” “what a twist.” Darcy says as she's tearing up “What? I'm invested” “he was killed by Ultron, wasn't he?” “Did she just say the name Ultron? Has that ever happened before? A reference to our reality.”

“No never” “hey I'll take a shift rocking the babies” “no I think you should leave” “oh, M/n, don't be like that” “who are you?” “M/n” “wow this is different” The Tv cuts and Monica is gone “what happened? Where she go?” “god not again” Darcy replays the footage back “who are you?” “M/n” “there's nothing here. One second, Monica is standing right there, and the next she isn’t. Someone is censoring the broadcast.”

“But where's Rambeau?” they suddenly both hear the alarm “Alert! Boundary has been breached! Alert! Boundary has been breached!”

Inside Westview

“Who are you?” “I don't..” you walk closer to her “who are you?” “M/n i'm just your neighbor.” “Then how did you know about Ultron?” you start to see the familiar red glow around your hands “You're not my neighbor. And you're definitely not my friend. You are a stranger and an outsider. And right now, you are trespassing here. And I want you to leave.”

Your familiar red glow wraps around Monica Sending her back through every wall and fence. You gulp “I… I…” you raise your hands and start to fix the hole on the wall as if it never happened. You walk over to your babies hearing them “M/n?” Vision comes in through the door turning back to his synthezoid form “where is Geraldine?” “oh she left honey. She had to rush home”

You turn around to look at Vision and you gasp making you look down “what? What is it? What's wrong?” Vision asks you concerned “Uh..” you slowly look up at him and see that he looks normal again “we don't have to stay here. We could go wherever we want” Vision tells you “no, we can't. This is our home” you move your hand to crease his cheek and he holds onto your hand “are you use”

“oh, don't worry darling. I have everything under control.” you walk over and grab Tommy “oh hi” you turn to Vision smiling “what should we watch tonight?” you walk over to the sofa, Vision sits next to you. He puts an arm around you.

Outside of Westview

“Monica, are you okay?” “it's M/n. its all M/n”

#Marvel x male!reader #Marvel x male reader #WandaVision x male reader #WandaVision x male!reader #Vision x male!reader #Vision x male reader #male!reader #male reader

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i loved the high fuckboi dabi fic 🥵 BUT.... would any heros wanna get fried and fuck? if yes can i request some headcanons? personally i cant imagine deku going anywhere near weed lmfao

anyway im baked like a fucking cake and I have a mighty need to get fucked so lets just freeball this whats good

Number 1! Present Mic! this man is a radio host for a late night music broadcast you know he is familiar with mary jane okay. Plus he’s super into that super relaxed but really touchy body worshippy high sex. You think he’s loud now? just wait until he’s high and he’s got you riding his cock slow. OH also fun goofy sex. If a man can laugh with you during sex you should keep his number.

Two! Look hear me out okay and if you know you know okay. Aizawa Shouta, our beloved Eraserhead definitely fucking smokes okay. This man is stressed, depressed, and not that well dressed. He’s got two jobs already and the teaching job is probably more stressful than the actual life threatening one. then again teaching has been pretty life threatening. but anyway, He will absolutely get rocked with you for lazy sex. like. The *laziest* sex. the kind you forget you’re having halfway through. he just needs to fucking relax for five minutes and he’s super chill even as a hero. i love him

Three! Everyone talks about Kaminari and Sero being stoners and i do see that. But everyone talks about that. Although now that i think about it i would love to be part of that stoned threesome oh my god. Can you imagine the teamwork? and because i forget the straights exist they obviously also fuck around with each other and you. That would be a damn good threesome. A good time. giggly super touchy sex with the homies.

Four! Mina! I am so fucking gay. She wants to get sky high with you and finger you for hours. She just wants to wreck you gently. She’ll have you begging in like three seconds flat. i love her so much like i am so fucking gay for her. I am the most useless lesbian

Bakugou is a goody goody and wouldnt smoke a cigarette which is legal so can you imagine his response to weed? but this is my au or whatever and i want to get high and fuck him stupid. like youd both be feeling so fucking good and you cant even talk just moan and pant and grind against each other. like your brains stop functioning on a high level and you just do what feels good.

fatgum probably likes getting lit but i feel like it would be more fun to have the munchies with him than to fuck not that you cant do both.

i want to get high with inasa and fuck and i dont know if he would be the one to bring it up but hed probably go along with it. hed want to make you feel good.

Shindou is a fuckboy, will smoke you up and fuck you. but its still really fucking good so you keep doing it. hes a human vibrator hed be fucking great. He revels in the sounds you make and how fucking eager you are for him.

god this list is so long what am i doing

Shinsou definitely in the same way Aizawa would. He just wants to relax with you. and if that involves orgasms so much the better

I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT HAWKS OH MY GOD he would absolutely get stoned with you and like watch shitty tv and fuck you stupid during commercial breaks only to get distracted by the KFC commercials. he’s so great.

Miruko. Goddess. will smoke with you but shes still domming the fuck out of you. shes probably going to crush your head with her thighs but thats fine. thats how we all want to go

i think thats everyone. thats everyone i can think of. oh wait ms. joke too. definitely giggly sex. god yes shes so pretty. threesome with her and aizawa, think about it. NOW IM DONE THIS GOT OUT OF HAND

#hizashi yamada #bnha x reader #not sfw #bnha smut #aizawa shouta #kaminari denki #sero hanta #ashido mina #bakugou katsuki #yoarashi inasa #shindou yo #shinsou hitoshi #takami keigo #bnha hawks #bnha miruko #Anonymous #answered

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mrsbarnes107 · 3 years

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Secret of the Widow

-part seven-

Summary: Post Endgame time period. The team is healing, trying to navigate this new normal they’ve found themselves in when Bucky and Sam bring home a stray with an attitude and a secret. Will the broken team take her in? Or is it too much to bare?

Warnings: language, *eventual* violence and smut, death, fluff, angst

Pairings: Bucky x OC

Disclaimer: this is posted to Wattpad as well and it WILL HAVE PLOT. I’m a Bucky hoe so there will be smut and romancy stuff but this is a series, so plot plot plot and slow burn.

Something was blinding me and I was wrapped in a cocoon of warmth.

I cracked my eyes open, sunlight streaming in and effectively burning my retinas. A big yawn escaped as cat stretched across my bed, popping my joints deliciously.

Of course that's when I noticed that I was in my bed. The bed I was very much NOT IN last night.

I stumbled to the bathroom, throwing on some spandex shorts along the way. The mirror revealed a very distraught woman. Jeez I'm a mess. Puffy eyes, wild hair, pillow creases on my cheek. With a sigh I throw my hair into a bun and wash my face and teeth, staring down my reflection.

Where on earth did this ginormous hoodie come from? This thing is like a dress, I cant even see my shorts and I KNOW it's not mine.

The fact that i cried hard enough to pass out and NOT feel someone carry me to my room AND put a hoodie on me is very concerning. I need to reign in these emotions, no matter how hard it is being back in the tower.

I slip some fuzzy socks on and check the time. 6 am. Of course.

Making my way quietly down the hall I snuggle more into the cozy hoodie. It smells like musk, man, and crisp night air. This is mine now.

No one seems to be awake, so I decide to treat the team to an extravagant breakfast of waffles, bacon, and eggs. But first a very very large cup of coffee.

As the aroma of Heavens most beautiful creation fills the room I have FRIDAY shuffle my music, broadcasting it in the kitchen loud enough to dance around to but not wake the others.

Food is almost done when I'm in the middle of singing into the knife I grabbed to cut up some fruit.

"SHOT THROUGH THE HEART AND YOURE TO BLAME" chop chop chop "YOU GIVE LOOOVE A BAD NAME"

I toss the knife behind me and spin around to flip the bacon, catching it with a little twirl. "I play my part and you play your games oooh you give loveee" I begin setting the food on serving trays "a bad name."

As I'm dancing around the kitchen, enjoying the peace of cooking in an empty space, flicking the knife in the air and twirling it in my hand, I hear the team start to get up and around.

"She was a fast machine, she kept her motor clean" what a great way to start the day, bomb music and a dance party. "She was the best damn woman that I ever seen. She had sig-" as the knifes handle lands deftly in my palm, someone interrupts my concert.

"I feel like I should be serenading you right now Doll. Lookin like that, cookin food like this, definitely the best damn woman I've ever seen."

With a squeak I had launched the knife towards the voice, Bucky plucking it out of the air, right in-front of his amused blue eyes. He was leaning against the doorway, legs crossed and sleep rumpled hair. Apparently he's been there a while and apparently he was blessed with beauty no matter his state of dress.

"Barnes what the hell! Warn a girl, jeez." I put my hand over my heart to calm it while pouring a cup of coffee, walking it over to the super soldier. "And damn straight I'm the best. Glad you've noticed."

He follows me into the kitchen, leaning against the counter sipping his drink. "You're pretty skilled with this." I guess that was his warning as he catapulted the knife towards my stomach. Well I deserved that, I thought as I caught it while skipping a few songs.

"You'll come to learn I'm skilled in a few things." I say with a wink. "Although, I don't think anyone works a blade like you do Sarge."

I look up to find him staring at me with a weird expression before he shook his head and smirked. "Well Doll, I could always give you some pointers if you ever wanna train with me."

I'm jamming to Back in Black when the rest of the team walks in. Throwing Bucky a smile over my shoulder and a quick "your on, meet after breakfast?" He gives a nod and sits at the island beside the others.

This could be fun. Or a disaster. Definitely not a good idea. But a fun one for sure.

I'm still bouncing around to AC/DC when Sam scowls at me. Well he looks like a grumpy kitten in the mornings apparently.

"You are definitely Tony's creation." He grumbled, followed by a thank you, as they started scarfing down breakfast.

•••

"Hey Ali, why are you wearing Buckys hoodie?" Peter mumbled around a giant bite of waffle, food flying everywhere.

I paused for a second then continued pouring myself some more coffee, giving Barnes a quick glance that he avoided, deeply interested in his bacon apparently.

"Oh I forgot I was still wearing it, sorry Sarge." I said with a chuckle. "Couldn't sleep last night so I watched a movie and Barnes ended up joining me. I got cold and he was ever the century old gentleman."

That earned a scoff from the old man.

"We're still leaving at lunch right? I'm craving a taco from downtown." Wanda pipped up from across the island.

"Yeah that sounds great, I'm gonna get a quick workout in beforehand."

Peter glanced up from his waffle mountain "Do you think you could stop by the lab and help me out with something? When you're done shopping?"

I see Bucky staring at me in my peripheral, eyeing the smile I force onto my lips. That lab just can't get rid of me huh Tony. "Yeah of course, I'll let you know when I'm headed there."

With that I head back to my room and throw on some shoes and a tank top, leaving Buckys hoodie on my bed. I did say it was mine now anyways.

The gym is a large, two story area with many connected rooms. I went into the sparing room, with mats on the floors and a wall of punching bags. After stretching and putting on some music, I work on the power behind my punches, trying to land harder blows for someone larger than me.

Getting lost in the feel of fist biting leather I let myself drift into thought. I still don't know how to incorporate myself into the team. They were all very kind and grateful this morning, talking about their plans and letting me know they will be interrogating the two bombers from yesterday.

Am I being too open? I'm usually serious and more reserved unless I'm comfortable with someone like Nicky or Tony. It's just that I want them to see more than my serious, throat slashing side. The team is already gloomy enough, but I don't want them too think I'm not taking this seriously. Finding that line is hard when I don't know how receptive three of them even are to me at the moment.

Wanda, Buck, and Peter all seem fine, but the others are more hesitant.

I finish a set with a spinning roundhouse, sending the bag against the wall, just as one of my favorite songs comes on shuffle.

Being on your own for essentially twenty-two years gives you very little option for conversation. Besides the times I stayed with Tony, I was alone. As a kid my teachers were just that and Nicky was there when he could be, but all I really had was myself.

So music is my release. All I ever really had to let loose and feel lighter when on the road or cleaning up after a mission.

So I sing along while launching daggers into a sparring dummy from across the room.

#avengers #avengers fic #black widow #bucky barnes #bucky barns fanfiction #captain america #endgame #marvel #spiderman #the falcon #iron man #bucky x oc #enemies to lovers #winter solder #sebastian stan

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warmau · 4 years

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★ donation request: (very silly) villain!au baekhyun

even though your day had started off bad, with the whole missing your bus to work and forgetting your wallet at home, you really didn’t think it was going to get worse

and somehow - it had

after deciding to rush through a crowded street to get to your favorite lunch spot, you had gotten tangled up in some kind of public demonstration

or at least that's what you thought it was

until suddenly, your torso was wrapped up in something like sticky taffy and you were being pulled into the side of your city’s most notorious villain

byun baekhyun

(the son of a candy shop owner who’d apparently taken all the recipes he’d learned as a kid for sweets and turned them into weird and wonky weapons)

at first you had just been shocked - your body was slowly being engulfed in sweet fruit-roll up like cotton candy and baekhyun was stuttering manically about his plan to take over the world

and then that shock just fizzled into crankiness

because ok, where was your city’s most notorious superhero?

kim jongin

whose record of beating baekhyun in most of these little performance was ,,,,,,,,,,, well zero to none

you had expected jongin would show up at some point, dashing smile and the whole teleportation thing he had going on

he’d just pop up beside you in a blink of a second

get you out of this candy web

and rescue you

like he had done million times before

but

to your amazing luck, he didn’t show up and now ,,,,,,,,,,, well now you were in baekhyun’s ‘evil genius lair’ or whatever he had called it

which, as sweet as it smelled, wasn’t somewhere you wanted to be spending your evening

you briefly wondered if your capture was being broadcasted on the news - or like - if anyone was going to come save you at all

baekhyun had busied himself doing something in the other room, where there were boiling pots of what looked like twizzlers and candycorn - whirring machines that were producing ice cream? or whipped cream? who knew?

for a villain, his sugary image wasn’t at all intimidating

the most ‘evil’ thing about him was probably the monocle he chose to wear. and the monocle was pink - so even that didn’t add to the whole bad guy look you were sure he was intending

but, given how cute everything was, this taffy you were stuck in was real

and after a while you were growing concerned that you’d be stuck in it forever

“hey, i have a question”

you call out and hear baekhyun’s humming stop

he comes out of the room and you notice he’s taken that (dumb) monocle off

now he’s just in that pink stripped suit of his, gloves on hands and something that looks like a knife made of strawberry jello in his hand

can that even hurt someone?

“what is it?”

“well - um, you got me - but what are you planning to do with me?”

you question, shifting a little, your hands tired from being trapped at your sides

baekhyun’s face shrouds over in a bit of confusion and then he just sort of sighs

“i actually don’t know. i thought jongin would show up - or like the mayor - or someone”

he shrugs

“you’re the first ‘citizen’ ive actually managed to capture”

“so - you don’t have any plan?”

you can tell he’s thinking of an excuse - the way his nose scrunches up and his adorable face (just another reason why you aren’t sure why in the world he decided to partake in all this evil villain crap) gets all thoughtful

all he comes up with is a plain and simple;

“nope”

“well,,,,,,,,,then can you undo this taffy on me or something. its starting to hurt.”

“oh sh- sorry!”

he rushes over and you are equally as dumbfounded that he just agreed as you are kind of endeared by his obvious clumsy handiwork

he starts pulling at the taffy in clumps and you’re like

oh my god, he doesn’t even know how to get me out of this huh

as baekhyun continues to try and set you free, you notice that he doesn’t look as ,,,,,,,, wild as all the publicity makes him seen

the photos you’ve seen in the papers and on the news always portray him as some kind of mad scientist with an enthusiasm for candy

the last part is true but ,,,,,,,, you’re not starting to believe the whole crazy thing

maybe in any other situation where you’re tied up like this you’d be terrified to peep a word

but you can’t help and ask; “why did you become a villain?”

he stops pulling at the taffy and looks at you

“huh?”

“you - well any other villain would probably just have offed me by now right?”

he teeters backwards, eyes wide

“w- what, no - i dont want to hurt anyone!”

“sorry - then how are you a villain?”

“because i want to take over the world”

your hands a little looser now that half the taffy is gone

“and then what?”

baekhyun sort of stares and then tilts his head toward all his weird candy inventions

“give people sweets?”

again, in any other situation, you think you’d just shut your mouth but you seriously cannot stop yourself from letting out a small laugh

“that doesn’t sound evil at all.”

he kind of looses the confusion, a sadness of some sort washes over his face

“yeah, people never let me say that part. they just decided - jongin’s the good guy and im the bad guy.”

you kind of don’t know what to say to that sentiment, instead you just clear your throat

“um - the taffy -”

“oh, yeah!”

it takes baehyun a while but he figures out a way to get you out of it

nervous chuckles all in between

and as soon as he does you know the best option is: bolt for the door

but at the same time, baekhyun isn’t the least bit dangerous

and you can’t stop thinking about what he said

“hey, listen i know you - captured me and all this stuff but,,,,,,,,,,,,,”

you cant believe you’re about to say this

but hey, baekhyun is cute and always smells like cookie dough which is something not common for most men, so why not

“but if you ever wanna sit down and tell me more about this ‘world domination through candy’ plan - ill be available.”

baekhyun’s mouth falls open, and somehow even then he still manages to be adorable

“a-are you asking me, the person who tied you up in taffy, on a date?”

“well you called it a date, i was just saying id be willing to listen to your plan”

baekhyun reddens and stutters, “o-oh alright, sure - how can i contact you?”

“ill give you my number - please dont wrap me up in that sticky stuff ever again ok?”

he promises he won’t

when you walk out of his ‘lair’ which is just the basement of his dad’s old candy shop you think

hmmmm, it wasn’t really that bad of a day when you take all things into account.

missed the bus, no wallet, didn’t get saved by the towns hero, but you did get a date with a very cute - villain? candy maker? who knows

#is this based of his albums title song - yes #im corny #baekhyun scenarois #exo scenarios #baekhyun au #exo au #candy/ LOL #baekhyun #donation commissions #sfw #weapons mention /

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nash-ttdrp · 3 years

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Rock and Roll

Nash:

I stay laying down staring into nothingness of the darkness as Soren tries to explain things that have been happening elsewhere.

SO much hopelessness..

Theres no order, Borin is gone. Its all my fault. I got him killed ...just like ...Juliet.

What hits me the most is Sterling is gone, he left not to long ago and had been nice to me, helping me recover from the painful poisoning. I didn't act like it but it was nice having him around and now he's dead too..

***claws retract on edge from all the DEATH, everyone everyone around me just DIES and its even more suffering to take this planets name with the dead girl a testimony to more DEATH around me**

The next day Soren comes back after talking with Spike, he tells me hes very imporent since he's the only one now but claims he cant make the vestal weopen on skytree. Its not enough, its not the same as his set up on Hyukka.

I cant believe the planet's gone...

I accompany Soren to Trydien to get the notes Sterling left there. Cruella comes along and continues to mouth off and make it clear she rather Korra be there for the dozenth time.

I ignore her and keep looking for the note book. Looking though his things made me miss Sterling even more.

We bring the computers and tablet and other scribbly paper notes of what he gave the trydiens to Spike.

(Spike): "Its useless Soren...this is an alien planet , in an alien system that in no way works the same way as our ol-"

(Soren): "You aren't trying hard enough then!"

Spike bats Soren with those horns and throws him back. I stare so shocked that happened.

He looks at me to see what I was going to do. I tense up but retract my claws. Why should I try to force him to do it..hes a real hero for all these years SAVING people, I just get people killed.. he knows better.

"T..hanks for trying Dr Spike. Just.. you can go...if you want..you gave enough."

(Cruella): ((Why you letting him GO!?))

She snapped not liking it. The hybrid wanted me to heal Soren and I get flashbacks of my defected power and leave quickly hissing at them to back off. *goes off to cry over killing my ONLY friend without all there prying*

The next day Soren must have healed on his own since he was up and at them. I hear 'MOM' shierking about this and that.

I stay down not wanting to get into that but later they need me.

(Pelikai): "Wake up already! You need to contact Tulco, they wont respond." I frown, would they really listen to me? I wasnt even invited to the funereal I doubt they know I exist half the time.

"Hi Mom..." I glare at her retracting my claws as I follow behind her.

((Is Spike gone?))

(Soren): ((He's gone...after them himself..))

OH no....

(Soren): ((...its not like he was a hybrid, there's nothing you could have done..)) He tries to make me feel better. I sit at the console screen between them confused what this was about.

They claim Gwen was safe but Ethan's family snapped and went Bain One. They are calling them 'Kain Ones' cause its Kaysea.

We see morbid pictures from Hyrule court of bloody faced cows, crazy monster banana plant roots, a mega tidal wave wiping out a city. Right now troops were headed to Hyden where the attackers have gotten out of their ships and were on the ground ready to be caught.

Wow they really loved... Ethan....

I glare looking at Pelikai as she watched in shock at what her sister did.

(Pelikai): "I should have stayed, tried to stop them...Crusher was talking crazy before they even left..."

(Soren): "They might have took you hostage for all I know Peli, getting out before this was the best.."

"Can we talk to Gwendolyn where is she?"

I ask them to find her, but she's in a 'safe place' to be protected from this hostel take over.

(Pelie): "I had nothing to do with it, let me though!" She cuts me off on the screen and they hang up on her.

Would they really hide it, if she got killed? The mass panic...

Her scales were all over the place like she got ripped apart and how would she heal without them to charge?

(Soren): "Peli!" He calls as she leaves angrily at the lack of knowing. I try to fix the antenna to get the news broadcast but ..that only made it seem worst...

I lean on the desk feeling so much more depressed now after learning about all that, just more death and destruction meaninglessly..for nothing. *emo zones staring at the tracker bleep thinking about Dr. Spike ..out there.*

I ponder it for a moment before sneaking off to go cry off the rest of this terrible day in my hiding spot.

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