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I wanted to punch my screen. This one was frustrating to get started but it seemed to get easy once I got a flow!

(I took too long I know! I'M SORRY!)

The bottom rung of the ladder wasn't a position Niko enjoyed. More often than not, this position meant that he was the crew's errand boy rather than a fearsome pirate in his own right.

Dishes to be cleaned, a deck to be mopped, the assortment of chores that the rest of the crew members couldn't be bothered to handle were left to him to deal with. It was an endless cycle of thankless tasks, and while Lady Tetra was a wonderful pirate to lead the crew, Niko was growing tired of the mundane routine. He longed for the excitement of the seas, of heart pounding dangers that made the best stories.

The only source of excitement lately was when captain Tetra had been taken by that giant monster bird and soon after was the brief arrival of an islander who's sister was kidnapped by mistake.

The newest swabbie on the crew was rather strange though, kinda on the quiet side.

In fact, the only time Niko had heard him speak was when he had to convince the captain to let him sail with them.

He even simply nodded when he was introduced to the rest of the crew.

"Hey, newbie," he said, clapping him on the shoulder. Niko remembered having approached the new recruit with a excited smile.

"Learning the way things work on this ship will be tough, but stick close to me and you'll be alright!"

The newbie had simply nodded in response and followed him down below the deck.

It had honestly astonished Niko how fast the new guy finished the initiation trials. (and on the first go too!)

But Niko wasn't going to question his underling's natural skill. (Which may have been aided by his obviously helpful advice)

Perhaps the newbie isn't one for chitchat.

And perhaps he noticed the newbie looking up at the stars with a (lifeless) distant expression on his face from time to time.

As the days passed with the newbie. Niko couldn't help but acknowledge how strange he was, how he would stare at everyone and not say a single word.

Particularly Captain Tetra.

While normally, Niko understood the desire to stare at the captain, as she was the very example of a capable pirate. Anyone who was confronted with her would be fools to not notice her skill and leadership.

But the newbie didn't stare at her like that. Didn't look amazed or in awe. Instead, his expression was...one of detachment, as if he wasn't actually seeing her at all. As if he could look past her, looking at someone else entirely.

It was unnerving, (and Niko sometimes wondered if there was something wrong with him.)

Despite the mystery surrounding him, Niko couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for the new recruit. He was setting sail for his sister's sake.

Even Niko couldn't deny that going so far for someone needed a certain level of inner strength and determination that Niko could only dream of having. (So it was such a confidence booster when the newbie listened to his orders without a single complaint.)

Niko tried to talk to him when they weren't on duty, but he would always brush him off with a shrug, or stared at him until Niko made a quick retreat.

Sometimes, Niko couldn't help but wonder what the newbie was thinking about, but before he make anything out of his curiosity, the newbie left as quickly as he came. (though he did manage to make a spectacular view as he was shot from the catapult)

And for Niko, that was that. He was back to being the lowest member of the crew, barely having enjoyed ordering the underling around.

It was back to mopping the deck, cleaning the dishes, and doing that HORRIBLE laundry.

He eventually pushed the former newbie from his mind the days passed like nothing new ever happened.

Recently though, the captain had been on the trail of some big treasure and had decided to stop at Windfall island to 'procure' some bombs. And of course, Niko was tasked to watch over the ship as the crew made their way to the bomb shop.

Niko couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. There was something about that night that didn't feel right. (If there's one thing he's confident about is his ability to keep track of time, and it should have been daylight already.)

But before he could voice his concerns, the crew had already made their way off the ship. He busied himself with some below deck cleaning. Nothing better to do at a peaceful island.

It was when he was sweeping around the boxes that a loud crash was heard from above, followed by the sound of something moving.

As he looked up towards the ceiling he could hear the door leading to inside the ship swing close, which meant whatever came onto the ship was now below the deck.

..And it was his duty to guard the ship while everyone was gone.

...

After a moment's hesitation, Niko made his way up towards the door way to the stairs, his heart pounding in his chest.

...Not that Niko was scared or anything. He was a pirate after all.

He has sailed along with his crew through many storms! (Even if all he did was hide below deck.)

Along with facing down the most fearsome of sea beasts! (Even if all he did was hide below deck.)

Niko could feel a chill in the air. The ship eerily silent despite the occasional creaking. He tried to peek around the corner, trying to catch if anything else was there or a glimpse of whatever had made that noise.

But there there wasn't a good angle that didn't expose him, just the empty space even as he heard slow footsteps making their way to the stairs.

He cautiously pressed himself against one wall, his hands shaking. The footsteps got closer, and as Niko was about to reach for his dagger, he saw a figure emerge from the shadows.

It was the new recruit.

Niko hadn't expected him to have survived, given what he had heard about the giant bird. The newbie looked around, clearly searching for something, before his gaze landed on Niko.

Niko straightened up, his hands moving to hide behind his back, even though technically he wasn't the one who should have been nervous. "N-Newbie! Wha-what are you doing here?" He stuttered, smiling weakly as if he hadn't been in hiding.

"I-I mean, you're alive! My swabbie Link is alive! The others said you got done in by that bird monster at the fortress, so I had assumed..." He grew quiet before shaking his head and smiling at the newbie.

"Never mind what I thought! You're alive!" He laughed, the tension quickly dissipating as he realized he was just being silly. "What are you doing here? I thought you were dead!"

The newbie, Link, looked at him with that blank expression he seemed to always have, his eyes hiding everything yet nothing at all.

"...I was looking for you," he answered back, the sound of his actual voice making Niko jump in surprise, not having expected a response.

The newbie's voice was scratchy...rough, as if he hadn't had a sip of water in a long time.

Niko couldn't help but feel a sudden sense a unease. "Sure...what do you need?" he asked, his voice betraying his nervousness.

Link cocked his head a bit, his eyes fixed on Niko's. "I need bombs," he said. "I need to locate something."

Niko gulped, "Uh..O-Okay," he said, his voice shaky.

Link nodded and turned towards the rest of the under deck.

"I just...have to do the second rope challenge, and clear the area before the gate to the bombs close, right..?"

Staring at his back, Niko noticed how...thin...his shoulders were.

Actually...now that he focused, the newbie's clothes, they were rather worn out. Torn at the edges, and was that...were those bloodstains on the cuffs of his sleeves..??

Niko flinched when the newbie looked back at him, staring into his eyes before slowly shifting them over to the doorway across the room.

"U-uh..yeah! I bet miss Tetra must've already told you about our latest acquirement huh?" He laughed nervously when he noticed the newbie's eyes narrowing a bit towards the end.

Clearing his throat, Niko quickly focused on the matter at hand.

"So uh! You want the bombs? I guess if you pass the second rope challenge, I can give them to you." Even though he knew he'd get in trouble when the rest of the crew found out, something in the back of his head told him giving the newbie any other answer was a mistake he shouldn't make.

Link nodded, his eyes never leaving Niko's. "Thank you," he said simply before turning back to get into starting position.

As he started to make his way across the hold, Niko couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Something about the newbie just didn't sit right, and Niko couldn't shake the feeling that he was toeing the line with something dangerous.

But he shook the feeling away, telling himself that he was just being paranoid. The newbie was just on the track of finding some treasure, just like any real pirate would.

Yet as he watched the newbie swing across the hold with ease, Niko couldn't help but think that the newbie had done this before.

The closer he swung over, the more Niko grew more and more anxious for some reason.

He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he watched the newbie make it to the other side, and Niko tried to smile in support.

"Well done, newbie!" he called, trying not to sound too anxious. "You passed the second rope cha-"

The newbie didn't pause as he walked passed Niko and headed straight for the chest holding the bombs.

"Ah...um, Newbie-" Niko raised a hand, as if to reach out to him, but just as Link finished placing the bombs in his pouch Niko jumped as a familiar voice rang out of nowhere.

"That's mighty courageous of you...trying to steal treasure from pirates."

Niko felt his heart race as his captain spoke to the newbie through the same stone she had, especially when she mentioned stealing. (Miss Tetra hadn't sent him??)

Niko looked towards Link when miss Tetra finished the conversation, hoping that some form of explanation was given.

But the newbie didn't react, just kept his gaze fixed on the chest with the bombs, his hands clenched into tight fists. "Um...so, you have a stone just like the captain huh?" Niko asked, his voice shaking slightly. "You know, you're really lucky... to have her... her attention...uh..."

The newbie didn't respond, his eyes still fixed on the chest.

"I'm just glad..you know...she didn't seem to mind the fact that you were...uh, stealing from her..." Niko rubbed the back of his neck, unsure what to even save right at that moment.

"I mean, I'm sure she wouldn't have tolerated that from anyone else."

The newbie finally turned to look at Niko, his expression unreadable. "Don't worry, Niko," he said, his voice distant. "I'm not stealing anything. I'm just doing what needs to be done."

"What needs to be done huh? Boy, you must really want to rescue you sister." Niko said.

The newbie shook his head, his eyes intense and focused. "I'm not here to rescue my sister." He paused and shook his head again. "I mean, I am...she's my sister..I love her."

Niko took a step back, feeling a sudden chill run down his spine as the newbie looked at Niko, his expression still unreadable. "But I need to reach...the others," he said simply before turning and walking towards the doorway. "I don't know if they'll be there but...I need to see with my own eyes what's true, to see if She's waiting for me at the end."

Niko stood there, feeling a mix of confusion and fear as he watched the newbie leave. Something about him just made Niko feel uneasy, like he was walking a fine line between danger and insanity. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he contemplated what to do, but before he could speak up, the newbie paused.

"Actually...I'd like to ask you something...Niko," he said, Niko flinching as he heard his name spoken.

It shouldn't have intimidated him as much as it did.

"...O-Okay?" The newbie turned on his heel slowly as he began to speak.

"Imagine you woke up one day...and a flood of memories made their home in your head," The newbie began, his voice low and soft.

"Memories of people and places you didn't know existed. That you shouldn't know existed, shouldn't even find familiar," He exhaled through his nose, "But you do, you do and it all makes so much sense even though you know it shouldn't. All those precious memories, but not knowing whether they are real or not." He paused, his eyes fixed on Niko. "What would you do?"

Niko took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. "I...I don't know," he admitted honestly. "I never really thought about something like that before."

The newbie continued to stare, his eyes never leaving Niko's.

"I don't think I can tell what's real in my head anymore," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "And I need to know. I need to know for sure."

Niko nodded slowly, unsure of what to say. "I understand," he said finally. "But...what does asking me do to...help?"

The recruit slowly looked at him, and with the light of the small room, Niko finally got a good look at him for the first time since he was last on the ship.

...and he looked...horrible.

His green clothes looked more worn out than he realized. (And that was definitely blood on his sleeve cuffs.)

He was a bit thinner then he last remembered, skin was so pale, as if he hasn't seen the sun in months, and his hair was almost limp, strands clinging to his face.

His eyes...They didn't focus on Niko...not entirely.

Almost as if the recruit was staring through Niko.

And something told Niko that the last thing he would ever want is his undivided attention.

"...I hate her..." Niko tilted his head in confusion.

"Your captain," he clarified simply, to Niko's shock. "I hate her."

"I-uh-you..." Niko was completely bewildered by the sudden confession. "Why would you say that?"

The recruit shrugged, his eyes blank. "...I can't trust her. I can't trust the witch's vessel. I can't...I can't trust anyone that sides with the vessel..."

He stared off to the side, the corner of his mouth twitching for a moment before looking back.

"If I think about it...l can't even trust you."

Niko took a step back, unsure how to respond. He didn't know what to say to something like that. He could feel the tension in the air, and he knew he wasn't safe.

He wasn't safe at all.

"But..you were nice to Her..." he continued, unconcerned by Niko's state.

"You helped make Her smile."

"Um..." Niko swallowed dryly. "Who-uh w-who are you-"

"She looked so happy when She was up on the crow's nest," he continued, a smile stretching across his face. "The way you helped Her with the rope challenge, the little trinkets you gave Her as a prize."

It was absolutely simple smile, a smile anyone would have as they reminisced about a fond memory.

Just looking at it sent a chill down Niko's spine.

This kid wasn't okay, Niko could clearly see that now.

But he couldn't leave him alone, not knowing what was going on in his head.

(Not knowing if the crew would be in danger if he let the new recruit go now.)

"Look, I know things have been... tough for you lately," Niko started cautiously. "But you have no reason to distrust anyone. At least not us, right?"

The recruit shook his head, his smile quickly fading. "No, wrong," he said firmly. "You and I are not on the same side. You follow the vessel, and I have no interest in being loyal to her."

Niko could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he looked at the recruit, a sense of unease growing inside him. He knew this wasn't the safest situation, but he couldn't just leave the recruit alone. "Listen, I-I know you don't trust me," he began, his voice gentle. "And I don't know what...vessel you're talking about, but I'm here for you, okay? We're crew mates after all."

The recruit stared at him for a moment, his eyes unreadable. "You don't know what I need," he said finally. "You don't know anything."

He stood back and started to walk away, but Niko grabbed his arm, stopping him.

"Tell me about those memories." He blurted out as the recruits eyes returned to him.

"What do you mean?" the recruit asked, his voice emotionless.

"You said you couldn't tell what's real anymore. What memories are making you think like that?"

The recruit paused for a moment, his eyes narrowing, Niko thought his question didn't work when he began to speak.

"The memories..." he started slowly, his voice distant. "They're...mine...I think? They feel mine. But...I don't know. It shouldn't make sense, I never even met any of them...or will I? I-"

He pressed his hand against his head, "I can't accept anything yet," he repeated, his voice frustrated. "Not until I know for certain."

Niko let go of his arm, feeling a sense of helplessness. He didn't know what to do or say to help this recruit. He felt like he was out of his depth.

"But..what makes you think the memories are fake?" Niko asks him.

"...What makes you think they are real?" He asked Niko in return.

Niko frowned, unsure how to answer. He had never been faced with something like this before. "I just...I don't know what to think," he admitted honestly. "It all feels so confusing."

"..I suppose.." The newbie said, his tone changing oddly. Niko swallowed, could feel the blood drain from his face as he saw the recruit's eyes turn into pure ice. It was the chilling to even look at it.

Like a raging sea storm that had frozen under a wall of solid ice.

"T-T-The memories, how clear are they?" Niko continued to talk, hoping that if he kept the conversation going, he'd find something that could help him get out of this encounter intact.

"Clear enough to hate your captain." Came the blunt answer.

"O-oh..." Niko really didn't know what he was doing. "O-Ok, um-"

"Do you know how much I want to hurt her?" The newb-Link said, Niko could see how tightly he was clenching his fists.

Niko took a step back, his heart racing. "I-I don't," he said, his voice shaking. "I really don't."

"I thought I knew hatred...when I first laid eyes on my sister's kidnapper." Link continued, his voice low and dangerous. "But this is different. It's like...a thousand knives twisting in my chest, and I can't make it stop."

Niko felt a chill run down his spine.

"I want to squeeze her neck until her face is completely blue." He kept going, taking a step forward.

"Uh, I-I don't-"

"I want to bash her face against the ship's handrail until she bleeds." Link went on, his eyes glowing with anger. "I want to crush her head under my boot until her skull cracks and she stops breathing."

Niko could feel himself starting to panic. He knew that he needed to defuse this situation, but didn't know how. "I-I-" he started to say, but Link cut him off.

"I want to tear her heart out with my own hands." He said, his eyes murderously cold, his voice heated with hatred. "I want to break every bone in her body until she is nothing but a pile of twitching meat and broken pieces."

Niko was horrified by Link's words.

"Link, please, c-calm down," he said, his voice shaky. "We can talk about this. You don't have to do anything rash-"

But Link wasn't listening. He let out a guttural scream, his entire body shaking with rage. "I want to kill her!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the empty ship. "I want to hurt her so much! So much that she can't even dream of living after what I've done!"

Niko could feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing up, and he took several steps backwards, feeling utterly helpless. He had never seen anyone like this before, and he didn't know what to do. "Link, please." Niko watched as Link breathed, his chest heaving. "Please, j-just calm down. We can talk about this, you don't h-have to do anything rash!"

But Link didn't listen. Instead, he charged towards Niko, his fists clenched. "That damn witch had something do with this!" he shouted, his voice filled with anger and pain. "I know it. I shouldn't be here! I shouldn't be here without any of them! Without Her!!"

Niko tried to grab Link's arm again, a bad choice that resulted in him immediately lashing out, catching Niko off guard and sending him crashing into the wall. The recruit's fist connected with Niko's jaw, and Niko tasted blood as his teeth bit into his tongue.

Before Niko could gather his wits, he felt hands grasp the collar of his shirt and hold him up against the wall. Blinking away the stars from his eyes, he looked at Link.

And Niko took back what he had previously thought earlier about the newbie's first expression.

The expression Niko currently saw was by far the coldest he had ever seen.

Anger so cold, it was burning.

Link's eyes were empty, like a distant ocean. His lips were pursed in a tight line, his knuckles white as he gripped Niko's shirt. "Did she plan for you to ask me these questions?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper. "Did she order you to keep tabs on me?"

Niko rapidly shook his head, feeling fear crawling up his spine, was the newbie losing it? Did he think Niko-

"N-no," he stammered. "I'm just.. a c-crew member..a swabbie! I don't know anything about-"

Link cut him off, his voice a cold whisper. "Don't lie to me Niko."

"I'm not!" He cried out, tears building up in his eyes.

"I-I just clean and do the chores! Please don't hurt me!"

Link stared at him for a moment, before letting go of Niko's shirt and stepping away. "...sorry," he said, didn't sound very sorry. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

Niko felt relieved, even though he wanted to curl up and cry, but knew that the danger wasn't over yet. The newbie was still clearly not alright, and he could snap again at any moment. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. "It's...okay," he said, his voice still shaky.

"I just hate your captain so much..." Link muttered, his eyes fixed on nothing in particular. "She was so disrespectful to (y/n), and I could barely stand to look at her after that."

...(y/n)? Is that the one he speaks about? Niko never met someone with that name.

And miss Tetra never interacted with someone with that name either.

As Niko tries to make sense of Link's words, the young hero continued to mutter, uncaring if Niko was even paying attention. "She never appreciated Her kindness. Always complaining about Her presence, unworthy witch's vessel. Unworthy of being near such warmth. I need to rid of her, got to make sure everything is perfect."

"But miss Tetra never did anything!" Niko exclaimed. "She was always kind to everyone, even to the most lowly crew members like me!"

Link turned to face Niko, his eyes still distant and cold. "You don't understand," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "The only thing that matters is making sure (y/n) is safe. I can't let anyone or anything get in my way."

Niko watched Link carefully, unsure of what to say. He had never seen anyone so unsettling in his whole life.

"T-This girl...(y/n).." Niko flinched when the newbie returned his focus back at him again.

"S-she...ah..you say she's in those...memories?"

"Yes." Was his answer. "She's there, in all of them. I need to find a way to get back to her." Link said, a hint of desperation leaking into his voice.

"She's in the memories...that you don't know are real-ugk!" Niko felt Link's hand wrap around his neck, squeezing tightly.

"Don't talk about her like that!" Link growled, his eyes burning with anger. "You don't know anything, nothing! so you have no right to talk about her like that!"

Niko struggled to breathe, feeling the grip on his neck tighten even more. "P-please," he pleaded, his voice weak. "I didn't mean anything by it. I just..I just..!"

Link let go of Niko's neck, but his eyes were still filled with rage. "She's real," he said, his voice shaking with emotion. "She means more to me than anything in the world. I can't lose her, she's real!"

Niko watched as Link began to pace back and forth, muttering to himself.

"It's real. It's real. They're real. She's real. She's waiting for me. I'm making Her wait. She's there. She has to be there."

Niko was nervous, very nervous.

No, he was utterly terrified. He didn't know what to do, what to say.

As Niko watches Link pace back and forth, his mind is racing.

He takes a deep breath, trying to steady his frayed nerves. "Link," he says softly, trying to draw his attention. "Link, please calm down. You're not making any sense."

Link continued to pace, continued to mutter, more frantic, more desperate.

"She's real. (y/n) is real. They are all real. I can't lose Her. Lose them." His voice was cracking, his face looking less cold and more upset.

"But I don't know. There's not enough evidence! How can I know for sure? Do I wait? Finish this whole thing? See if the end is the same as I recall? Will she be there? Will I see any of them? How will I-"

Niko watched as Link's voice trailed off, his mind lost in thought. He had never seen the young hero so lost and confused before, and it made him feel uneasy.

Link looked at Niko, his eyes hollow and distant. "I can't lose her," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "I can't lose any of them."

"You..." Niko took a moment to think about his words before continuing.

"You're scared she isn't real, that the...memories of her aren't real...right?" He swallowed as Link returned to silently staring at him.

"B-But..the reason you..h-hate..miss Tetra...is because of those memories too...right?"

The recruit was still frowning, and still staring at him, but didn't react negatively.

"I..I mean, I don't really...know this type of stuff, so there always a chance, no matter how small that-" when he noticed Link's frown deepen further, he switched tactics.

"L-Look"I-I mean..I don't understand what you're talking about-"

"You really don't." The recruit suddenly interjected.

'-...But if it WAS real..would..wouldn't you not need to... hate miss Tetra?'

Wind simply looked at Niko.

'...W-Well, no matter WHAT memories you have, y-your body reacts to..things you actually experienced. I-I heard once that every time you experience something, it leaves a mark in your brain and-"

"Get to the point." Niko nodded rapidly.

Right. Sure. To the point.

"The point is that...maybe the memories you have of (y/n) are real. Because...the anger you have for...miss Tetra is real too."

Link blinked slowly, head tilted to the side.

"You remember dates and names right? Locations..faces..and the voices attached to those faces right?" Niko asked, trying to keep his voice steady. "So maybe the memories you have are real too. And if they are, that means (y/n) is real too."

Wind remained silent, his eyes fixed on Niko. The silence stretched on for a several moments, Niko shifting where he stood, his heart pounding harder then it ever had before. Finally, Link spoke, his voice quiet and low. "Maybe...maybe you're right," he said, his eyes still on Niko. "The memories..they are real.."

Niko nodded rapidly in agreement, even if he didn't understand anything that was currently happening. "Yes, yes. I'm sure of it! And if they are real, that means (y/n) is real too. She must be out there, waiting for you to find her!"

Niko watched as Link nodded slowly, his eyes fixed on some distant point.

And slowly, Niko watched as his face shifted from it's despondent expression and blossomed with a animated liveliness he had never seen on his face before.

He truly appeared like a completely different person.

"Thank you Niko," Link said, his voice warm and sincere despite the roughness it held, the difference in his tone was genuinely like night and day. "You've given me a lot to think about."

As he turned to leave, Niko called out to him, his voice hesitant.

"Newbi-Link...are you...(Sane? Stable? Capable in not killing someone?)...okay?" Link paused for a moment, then turned to face Niko, his eyes glinting with...something that hadn't been there before.

"I'm fine, Niko." He smiled, it was..strange..so very alien on a face he never saw smile before. "and I'll be more than fine when it's all over."

And with a pat on Niko's trembling shoulder, he disappeared through the doorway, leaving Niko to watch him make his way out of the hold and disappear up the stairs.

After he could no longer hear footsteps from above, Niko collapsed. his whole body trembling from the whole ordeal he just experienced.

He was unsure of why exactly, but he felt this intensity within him, as if he had prevented something catastrophic that wouldn't have ended well.

Not for Niko. Nor the crew.

And definitely not for miss Tetra.

Niko had prevented something that none of them would have been able to recover from.

(And no one will ever believe him.)

His trembling breath quickened as his eyes grew blurry with more tears.

He had survived something dangerous.

That...thing...wasn't normal. Not human. There was no way that thing was a kid, no way he could be human.

Not with those eyes...those unsettling eyes.

(...no one would believe Niko.)

He didn't even believe himself, and he was the one who endured it.

He survived a demon.

He survived a monster that not even the whole crew assembled would have been capable of defeating.

(No one would believe him.)

No one would believe that the new recruit wanted miss Tetra dead.

Because of memories even he didn't know if they were real.

(No one would believe Niko.)

No one.

Absolutely no one.

As his thoughts spiraled out of control, Niko buried his head in his knees, trying to stifle the sobs that tried to escape his mouth and failing.

It was too much for him to take in.

It was all too much.

The bottom rung of the ladder may have been a position Niko did not enjoy, but he’d take it happily, stay beneath the ship and do all the chores necessary.

He'd do it with glee if it meant the unsettling recruit stayed far far away from him.

Stayed far away and found no reason to see Niko as a target.

Yes, the bottom rung was a good place to be if it meant staying away from monsters like that.

----

"What happened to make you take so long Link? I could not see through the charm."

"I got the bombs, dunno why the charm didn't work." The young sailor shrugged at the King of Red Lions. "Tetra could reach me just fine."

"Ah, I see." The King of Red Lions nodded, his expression unreadable.

"Well, I'm relieved we were able to obtain the bombs without too much trouble. We need them if we're going to speak to Jabun."

"Yes, I'm aware." The young hero replied as he climbed into the sailboat.

As Link settles into the boat, the King of Red Lions turns his head to him.

"Are you alright, my boy? You seem a bit distracted." Link nods, "It's nothing, I'm fine."

The King of Red Lions studied Link for a moment, seeming not satisfied with the answer. "You've had a experience, I can tell. and I can not ignore how you've lately been eating and sleeping less. Whatever it is, it's clearly left you shaken."

Link averted his eyes, not wanting to speak about his experience, not to him at the very least. "It's fine, really. I just need some time to myself."

The King of Red Lions nodded, understanding. "Take all the time you need, my boy. But know that I am always here for you if you need to speak." The young hero didn't say anything, merely nodding at his words.

With that, the King of Red Lions looked forward as Link guided the boat away from Windfall to Outset island.

Leaving the young sailor to his thoughts. Still so far away from the end of this journey. And then there's the other one...

After that...Wind would be met with the portal that would lead him to the good captain's battlefield.

If the captain didn't remember him...didn't remember (y/n)...

...

Wind shivered, pushing away the horrible thought. He took a deep breath and focused on the task at hand.

As he navigated the boat through the ocean waters, Wind reflected on all that had happened to him so far. Waking back up on Outset Island, watching his sister being stolen away by the Helmaroc King, the unexpected reunion with Tetra, and the possible knowledge that his beloved (y/n) might not be real.

He still didn't know how to process it all, but he knew that he needed to keep going.

He had to believe that there was still hope at the end of this.

Finishing this journey is step one.

Step two is regaining his phantom sword. Which involves dealing with saving Tetra from being turned to stone. An unpleasant fact he had to face but he'll deal with it.

Step three, be patient and wait for the portal to the captain's era to appear.

He didn't want to wait, wanted all of this over with so he could stop being left in suspense and know for certain that the memories in his heart were real.

They had to be real.

She had to be real.

And Niko...goofy, silly, cowardly Niko.

Wind hadn't expected listening to the scared little pirate to be so helpful, Wind had spoken to him on a sheer whim.

But the cowardly pirate was right, if his hatred towards Tetra was real, then (y/n) was real as well.

It was such a simple thing, almost flimsy in it's simplicity.

Yet it was enough.

It was enough to keep the Hero of Winds going just a bit longer. if he stopped now, all hope of ever seeing (y/n) again would be lost.

He needed to find the determination to continue, no matter how hard it was.

And he knew that he would.

The Spirit of Courage he and his fellow heroes held would not allow him to falter.

The wind picked up, blowing through the sails of the King of Red Lions, sending Link towards his home island.

The future was as certain as it was uncertain, but he knew that as long as he kept moving forward, he would find what he was looking for.

And he knew that he would find it.

Because the memories in his heart were too real to be fake.

(y/n)...

Sweet, beautiful, perfect, wonderful (y/n). Wind's mind drifted back to memories of her, her smile and her warmth. He remembered the simple moment when he was holding her hand as they walked along the beach, sharing a quiet moment.

He remembered the feel of her lips on his cheek as She cheered for his win during a sparring session. And he remembered her laughter, bright and free, echoing across the camp.

(y/n)...

How he desperately missed her.

Yet instead of being by her side alongside his fellow heroes, here he was...

Here he was. Nobody. Nothing.

Not a form of proof of his trials and suffering that he knows happened. Of the joys of being in Her presence.

Just memories that even he still had doubts about.

But that would change soon wouldn't it?

Soon he would kill Ganon and be in his way to the World of the Ocean King.

And soon after...the War of Eras.

Just a bit more.

Soon...he'll have an answer.

Just...Just a little bit longer...

But it's hard...

It's so hard when when he had to deal with a bossy girl who didn't learn act nice to him until she properly awakened as Zelda. Then, it was as if she wanted him near her all the time.

And back then he, blinded by his own naïveté, had let his delusions of friendship convince him to like someone like her.

Tetra...(blood inheritor/Witch's vessel/worthless/unwanted necessity) was a very smart girl, loath as he was to admit it. A keen eye and she'd figure something was happening if he doesn't play nice and amuse her.

And the King...he would be with Wind for as long as this journey took. There was no doubt he was already looked at with suspicion.

So, loathed as he was to accept, he had to behave. He had to play along. He had to keep stay brave and strong and confident, even when he felt anything but.

As the ship sailed towards the next destination, Wind relaxed against the boat, watching the dark waves crash against the side. The ocean breeze blew through his hair, and he felt a sense a calmness that he had not felt since waking up as he sailed the darkened sea.

He would find the proof that She was real. He would see (y/n) and make up for his failures.

And he would make sure that his mistakes would never happen again.

He'll be reunited with Her and his trusted sword brothers, he'll be away from the Witch's blood heir and he'll be happy. Besides, the guys would be upset if he gave in and killed his Zelda.

(And if they remembered, he had no doubt that they were in the same boat as him.)

And (y/n)...

While there wasn't anything truly worse than losing (y/n).

Disappointing Her was always high on the list.

Wind had promised Her to take Her across the Great Sea. To show Her New Hyrule and teach Her the beauty of sailing.

He needed to keep his promise.

He had to be responsible, had to show he had good self control.

He was going to do this. He had to.

'I'll be good, so don't be mad.' Wind whispered nearly silently, the sound of the waves covering what noise he made.

'I'll be good...' he whispered, wiping the tears that had built up in his eyes on his dirty sleeve. 'So please be real.'

Sweet (y/n) Kind and trusting (y/n). She made the weight of responsibility feel like nothing when he was around Her.

Sweet, kind (y/n), who was always ready with open arms when one of them needed it.

She was what he always imagined a true Angel could be.

He had to keep going. He had to see the end of this.

It's not like Tetra wouldn't be easy to kill when this was all over if she tried to push him.

He could behave.

He would behave.

(y/n) deserved nothing less then a Sword that not just protected her, but made her smile.

He just has to keep going.

"A bit more now." He whispered to the ocean breeze which stole away his words and vanishing them into the darkened sea.

"Not much longer."

#linked universe #yandere linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu #loz #yandere #linked universe x reader #lu wind #ttau rewrite #rewrite

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sorcerous-caress · 6 months

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Hi!

Loved your last response, especially the Gale one made me think again.

So instead of dark and twisty, I have had this perhaps even a bit silly fluffy one stuck in my head.

Tav has a bit of me, myself and I day exploring nature and finds a litter of young dogs maybe few months old, hitting that teenage stage so its a bit of a happy chaotic sitaution.

Upon returning to an empty camp, Tav decided to make as much as possible gourmet dinner for all the pups she has adopted now and ofcourse scratch.

How would the companions react to the sight of Tav sitting on the ground having dinner with them and telling stories (has animal speech but not a druid)

Shadowheart / Minthara / Jaheira / Minsc

- undecided Anon

Shadowheart would only look from the distance, amused a bit at the this display of pure goodness amongst their daily life of bloodshed.

The puppies look adorable, cuddling to each other and to Tav for warmth as they messly finish their bowls of food. Your ever gentle voice reassuring them that there is still more food and they can slow down.

She almost wants to join this feather soft paradise of happiness, but she feels too impure herself to be allowed this joy. As if the puppies might run away at the sight of her. The picture she sees of you amongst the puppies looks perfect, she doesn't want to ruin it with her presence and tarnish its purity.

Minthara stands around the edges of your circle of adopted puppies. Eyeing them with a cold look as she appeases their worth and your fast attachment to them.

Would tell you it's a good idea to bring potential hunting dogs back to camp, she herself is also big on pets. Her spiders helped discipline and stir fear in the heart of many that dares to question her before.

One puppy is brave enough to approach her, not shying away from her ice cold stare as he sniffs her boot then gives it an experimental lick. Minthara nods in approval at his bravery.

She tells you to pay speical attention to that one, his fearlessness should be rewarded with a bigger portion of meat.

The fact you talk to them is very normal to her, at this point she could probably communicate fluidly with any spider without having to cast animal speech. Just make sure to reminder them that you are the one in charge and raise them to be obedient.

Jaheira hides how delighted she is, trying to frown her way out of the excitement that flashes across her face for a split second.

She beelines to your spot immediately upon her arrival, very clearly interested in the puppies. And they adore her, it takes a couple sniffs for them to recognise the scent of a druid and immediately dogpile her.

Honestly at that moment, as she is buried under so many fluffy dogs with wagging tails, she thinks she'd die happily.

But she sternly orders them to behave, they ignore it and keep licking her face. Forcing her frown away as her guards drops more and more.

Minsc he is completely overjoyed and delighted when he sees you've made a lot of new friends, maybe even your very own gaggle of oversized Boos.

Sits down next to you and pets the puppies, they climb him like Boo does and pile into his lap. He is impressed by the fact you can also speak with animals like him despite not being a druid.

He shows you some tricks he has learned about handling puppies, even helps you pick names for them.

He doesn't exclude Scratch either, he is still a puppy in Minsc's eyes and he gets as many pets and treats as all the other puppies. Scratch gets spoiled that night.

#♡shart #♡angst #♡fluff #♡Jaheira #♡Minthara #♡Minsc #♡undecided anon

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elysianeclipxe · 1 year

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Sorry, but chan with kids is just ncjbufanob MY HEART

Okay, so I was listening to something a while back and instantly came up with the idea of chan reading to kids and just being the cutest with them. Maybe him being a volunteer at a daycare or something. Y’all remember that episode of inside seventeen about the 2021 online concert they did, right? That doremi concept with the mini doremiz. I have been watching that on repeat

Brainrot #1 - chan is great with kids

Just imagine this, you and your boyfriend chan walk into the daycare centre ready to apply because it’s a quick side job to do after college classes plus the payment isn’t too bad. While you’re signing some documents or your length contract as a volunteer you lean your head to peek at the children in the other room, but you just instantly see HIM. So fucking cute omg. Him just playing along to some kids magic trick and genuinely looking amazed by the beginner magic. I’ll just say it now but all of the kids love him, like his name is called every 5 seconds by another kid wanting him to play with them. You’re both accepted as the new volunteers and told to either observe or learn hands on how to take care of the children for the day since y’all start next week. You decide to just observe and obviously chan is doing it hands on. A couple of the children approach you and sit around you asking you all these questions. You just get so consumed conversing with the little ones that you forget to check how he’s doing with the other kids.

You look over at him and find him already looking at you. HIM LOOKING AT YOU WITH SO MUCH LOVE IN HIS EYES. So you blush and send a wave over to which he grins in response. ANYWAY, he hangs around with the kids even more and even dances with them when they want to. He looks so hyped, damn cute just vibing with them kids. He honestly is just a bigger version of a child, he’s adorable. They’re hyper, he’s hyper, at that point all the older workers are just chuckling at how well he gets along with the children even if it’s his first time meeting them. When did you get such a cute boyfriend? This job should have contained a warning that if you apply with your significant other and watch them with kids it might just be too sweet for your heart to handle!!!!

I haven’t even gotten to my favourite part which is… READING TIME!!!!!! THIS IS WHAT I THOUGHT OF SO SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME RANT ABOUT IT!!! It’s nearing the evening and he decides that it’s time for reading time so when the children’s parents pick them up they’ll be tired and sleep quicker. He gathers all the children by the reading corner and picks out a classic storybook and reads it to the kids. He makes sure to add emotion into his voice and emphasise on the scary/sad parts. The type to make sound effects, like if he were reading The Three Little Pigs then he’d probably go, “so he Huffed, and Puffed, and BLEW THE HOUSE DOWN” whilst making a loud blowing sound that has the children whining on how the big bad wolf blew another house down. He made sure to interact with the little ones as he read the story, it’s like a cute interactive experience for them. The children are pretty sleepy after chan finishes his story, right on time for the parents to pick up their children. You both walk home and he totally goes on about how fun today was and how he can’t wait till next week… He’s especially excited to see how you deal with the kids, since maybe it’ll come in handy for you both in the future hehe

can y'all guess who my bias is? it's dino, duh. also yes, i am a carat and yes, i do write for kpop groups as well.. but only the ones i stan since i'm familiar with them. i hope this turned out well but tbh this is more for me to openly simp over HIM. also i feel like i should write something like this for the other doremi members... it's only fair, right <33

#astrid writes🌸#seventeen x reader #seventeen #seventeen dino #dino #lee chan #dino x reader #chan x reader #seventeen drabbles #dino fluff #seventeen imagines #dino imagines #brainrot #HE IS SO CUTE OMFG #PLEASE MY HEART IS GETTING ALL MUSHY FROM THIS #😍😍😍

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godkeis · 2 years

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Can I request going on a walk in the rain with soobin? 🌧😳

EVERY SUMMERTIME.

pairing: choi soobin x f!reader

genre: fluff | college!soobin

word count: 1.3k

content warning: slight cursing, soobin being the biggest green flag ever

summary: it’s always the smallest thing that makes your heart goes crazy and even after years of dating, soobin hasn’t failed to do those smallest things for you.

“I got this.” you smiled as your reflexes reacted on their own before your co-worker could even drop the keys on the floor.

“You’re really a lifesaver, Y/N.” she thanked you immediately for taking her back.

The pastry shop that you’ve been working at just hired a few junior employees this month and with that, you are now promoted as the head of the crew. To be honest, you almost declined the offer because you are worried that it might become a hindrance to your studies but your boyfriend, Soobin because your number one supporter.

You finally took the position offered and here you are, making sure that everything is in the right place before you close the shop.

The new employees are quick learners however, there are also some things that needed to be improved. Honestly, you couldn’t imagine how fast these teenagers learn. When you were new, you made mistakes a lot more than they made that’s why you’re surprised by their ability and determination.

“Everyone can now go home. I’ll just double check all the doors and head out too,” you announced to them which made their mouth twitch into a smile.

Thanking you once again, they took their leave altogether.

Making sure that everything is neat and in place, you also started to get ready to take your leave when suddenly, droplets of rain started pouring out outside.

“Ah shit, here we go.” exhaling, you pursed your lips together as you saw the contents of your bag, missing an umbrella.

You typically don’t forget your essentials but this day, this one particular day where you forgot to bring your umbrella because you were running a little bit late in the morning, the sky decided to pour out at the right time.

Contemplating your life decisions, you packed your things once again and decided to just run out for your life until your reached the bus stop when your phone suddenly rang.

“Soobin?” fishing out your phone out of your pocket, you answered.

“My love! Are you out of your work now? It’s pouring pretty heavy.” The golden retriever energy from the other line was reaching you and it made you smile just by hearing how excited your boyfriend was to talk to you.

You were pretty hopeless romantically. The only reason why you believe in love was because of how you love other people. You thought that one day, you’ll finally meet your significant other that will make you feel and experience the way how you give love to other people. And you finally did.

“Yeah, I was thinking of running towards the bus stop because I forgot—”

Before you could even finish your sentence, Soobin cut you off. “Stop! Don’t move. I’m already at my door, I’ll pick you up. Stay where you are. I don’t want you to get sick.”

“Soob, I can go home alone—” you tried to protest but you know Soobin wouldn’t allow it.

“No buts. Stay where you are. I’m on my way, I love you.” giggling, you hummed in response before dropping the call.

Your first months of dating were pretty awkward because Soobin was a shy person. He doesn’t like planning a lot and just tags along with you and whatever you plan. Little did you know that he’s just adjusting and letting himself lose within your comfort.

Never once did you think of breaking up with him though, even during the days when he don’t know how to handle you. And for Soobin, he was so grateful that you became patient with him because he really really love you and wanted to make everything easy and light with your relationship.

Within minutes of waiting, you saw a six-foot tall guy in a black coat and umbrella happily waving to you outside. You smiled and waved back at your boyfriend.

Grabbing all your things, you shut the lights down and locked the shop before giving Soobin a bear hug.

“Loveee,” he snuggled his face into the crook of your neck. “I missed you so much.”

His warm breath was tickling against your skin. Caressing his hair, you smiled as you felt your insides going batshit crazy for the love of your life.

“I missed you too, my love.” you smiled at him. Pulling himself apart, he leaned down to steal a kiss.

You felt heat rushing up to your head as your cheeks were glowing in rose. Soobin has a habit of stealing kisses from you during the most random moments but a kiss under the rain, you find really it sweet and heart-fluttering.

“Soobin!” exclaiming, you tried to hide your blushing state with him earning a smack on the shoulder from you.

Soobin laughed at your reaction because he knows you’re just trying to hide the fact that he made your heart flutter.

Grabbing your left palm, Soobin connected your hands and intertwined them together. Heaven knows how Soobin loves feeling your skin against him. He loves to touch you in a non-sexual way whether it is your palm, your knee, your knee, or even your shoulders. He just feels safe around your company and your presence makes everything feel good for him.

Holding hands, the two of you started walking under the pouring sky.

“Did you know that this is the first rain this summer?” you opened up randomly.

“Uh-huh.”

“And do you remember when we started seeing each other?”

Soobin paused, trying to remember when. “Oh! It’s around summertime too, right?”

You smiled and nodded.

The random thought of how the both of you started made you think about how far the both of you are now.

“Y/N,” Soobin cleared his throat. “I just realized that I never had properly thanked you for being patient with me.”

Soobin stopped and made eye contact with you that made your heart skip another beat. Holding your hand, he brings it closer to his heart.

“Thank you, Y/N. For not giving up on me. I know it’s very hard for you during our first months and year because I never know how to properly express how I feel towards you. Honestly, I was so scared that you might find another guy who can show and give you everything you want and that thought drives me crazy.”

You can feel his heart beating like crazy against your palm.

“I don’t want to lose you, Y/N. Ever. That’s why I am thanking you, for giving me time on how I can learn to show you my feelings. It was not easy, but if it's for you, I’ll gladly do it and work hard for it because you are worth it. You are so worth it.”

Slowly, he planted a soft kiss on the top of your hard. Eyes warming up, you felt like your body was shaking against his touch. The warm liquids started pouring out of your eyes, just like how the sky was pouring its heart out.

“Soobin, what the hell…” you chuckled between your tears.

“Holy shit my love, I didn’t mean to make you cry!” panicking, he took out his white handkerchief and gently wiped down the streaks on your cheeks.

“I know, I know.” you assured him. “But that was the purest thing that someone has ever said to me.”

“I love you. And I wouldn’t get tired of reminding you how grateful I am to you and how much I love you, Y/N.”

Soobin pulled you into a warm hug and started rubbing your back.

“I guess rain does really make the ambiance powerful.” he joked which made you laugh again.

“Yeah, one moment we’re walking peacefully and here we are now, crying and hugging each other as we give words of affirmations” you replied, making him chuckle too.

“A walk in the rain, huh?” teasingly, he grinned which earned him another ticket to be playfully smacked.

“Soobin, you little shit.”

“Yeah, but you love this little shit, don’t you?”

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funkymbtifiction · 2 years

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I'm having some type envy, please help :") I'm an ISFJ 9.

I just talked to my new boss who is (I think) a 6 or 7. He talked about how he loves handling crisis and putting out fires, his mind is always racing at night thinking about how to fix problems, and he's always talking to another coworker (I think is a 6) about anticipating next moves. I mean, yes, he sounds like a workaholic and he said that he doesn't like that his thoughts keep him up at night. But it's making me feel insecure that I looked at the work and saw something boring or just... work, and he's able to see so many things to think about and do. Obviously he's more experienced and he can see more nuances and potential issues, but I still feel like there would be a difference in how he and I go about things.

Maybe what you are doing job-wise is something that he is excited about and that stimulates him, and it's not interesting to you / just a job so you can get paid. It's hard to work up any enthusiasm for something that doesn't push the right buttons for you. You can't really force yourself to be excited about something that... isn't

If I have to come up with ideas or anticipate problems, I have to force myself to set aside time and do it systematically, it's a chore.

This is normal for an inferior Ne type. :)

I just think... I'm not a curious person, I want to be but I don't know how to be. When I try to express interest in things, I feel like I'm just bullshitting myself and others. Sure, I have my own stream of consciousness that I'm absorbed in minute to minute but it's mostly daydreaming, nothing concrete I can remember or verbalize unless it's some insecurity or reflection about myself (like this). I feel like I want more external stimulation, something to make life fun and exciting... but what if I'm the one who's not stimulated?

It's possible that as a 9, you are so "even-keel" that you don't actively notice excitement in yourself when it happens. Being a 9 can mean you are over-repressing your emotional responses -- but the fact that you want to be interested in things means you should try it, put yourself out of your comfort zone, say yes to new things instead of no, and give things you wouldn't normally think about or do a try, to see if they catch your fancy. I suspect you're dug into a pleasant little rut that feels comfortable, but now you are getting bored in it -- which means it's time to expand your interests. Go to the library and get random books on things, start reading. Look up interesting things to do where you live and go do them. Sign up for a class or two to find out if you like to do X. Read a genre you have never read before, or do something that "isn't me" just to see if it is you. Don't make your world small, make it bigger by putting in some effort.

I tend to be very self absorbed in my thoughts, they interest me but I'm not sure they would interest anyone else (sorry :"D). [...] It's not that I don't want to share, it's just that I mostly don't think of or remember these things, when I do I don't know how to present them in a way that would be interesting to anybody.

I'll tell you what my 9 ISFJ friend does -- she comes to a group situation with funny stories about what she's been doing to share, meaning she takes things and presents them in an entertaining way. It's less about her thoughts than the ridiculous absurdities of life. If you know you're going to be seeing people, think about what you'd like to share in advance and prepare a little. Play it out in your mind, and look for something that would amuse them. (For example, she does a perfect impression of her cranky 8 mother screaming at people in the old folks' home.) Or... read a lot. That's honestly super helpful in being able to talk to people -- you can tell them about what you've been learning, or reading, or ask them what they think about this idea you read (in a magazine, a book, saw on a YouTube video, etc).

I want that kind of close relationship with someone where we both make each other think, but I don't know how I would get there. I tend to cut off thinking type conversations quickly so I have time and space to myself.

You're going to have to conserve and use some energy for your friendships instead of abruptly ending things, if you want to maintain connections. Conversation skills are really not about bringing "me" so much as "taking an interest in YOU." People like other people who focus on them, ask questions about what they are talking about, seem to be actually listening and responding, and remember things about them. You won't have to think much about what to say if you are listening to them and asking things about what they just said (why do you like this? and then what did you do??? what was the first movie you saw X actor in? how did you discover your favorite author?).

Anyway, what I mean to ask is do you have any thoughts on how I can become more engaged and interested in things? Stop being so low energy and uninterested in things outside me?

Commit to it by setting aside energy for it and doing it

Take more of an interest in other people and their lives

Try things you would normally say no to

Expose yourself to more ideas and things

Do this, and you will find that you have more energy than you think.

#question #isfj #9w1 #mbti #enneagram

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pbandjesse · 1 year

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My chest hurts. I started coughing like an hour ago and I don't like it. I'm also very sneezy. A lot of this probably has to do with all of the moving of stuff I have done in the studio tonight. And all the dust I'm sure I've kicked up. But I was very productive and that felt very nice after having kind of a exhausted afternoon.

A lot of my exhaustion I think was just because I was feeding off of James's stress. I slept okay last night and I woke up in a pretty good mood. I got dressed and I left here earlier than I had planned. And when I got to the museum James had a bagel for me.

But we were both a little stressed because yesterday we got some bills in the mail that we don't think are our responsibility but we have to fight them. And then we got an email today saying that we owed the dentist money that we shouldn't owe them? because they're things we thought that they were going to cover by insurance. I only ever let them do things that are covered by insurance because I've been screwed before. So I don't understand what this bill is. And James started talking about leaving the museum and getting another job. And while yes having more money would be nice and it would be nice to feel more secure, the reason James left their last job was because they were miserable. They're happy at the museum and they're fulfillment is important to me. So I really hope that the museum will consider giving James a raise because it's the only way they're going to be able to stay. We'll make it work. We'll be okay. But we did have to have a conversation about it that was a little stressful. And I want to be there to support James but I don't want us both doing half of it. Because then things can get confused and lost. But James is very stressed that I mean the only one in charge of fighting with the insurance company. I'm not sure what we should do honestly. But we are working on a plan. And hopefully we can figure it out.

But my actual job today was excellent. I got the program set up and the school came about a half an hour early. Me and O'Malley were the ones that had that particular school. First graders. They were doing a neighborhood program and then city builders.

And they were so wonderful. The teacher had a great handle on them and they were super fun. They finished really quickly in my first program which was the city builders program. And so I let them run around the room for a bit and then we sat down and I told a big long story about how each of their buildings had people living in them or working in them and I would ask them questions and they would come up with things that the police were selling or buying and just thought it was really fun. We spent about 15 minutes doing that and honestly I think it was one of the best city builders I've ever done. And for sure going to pull from that in the future.

After that they had lunch. And I just chilled in the back for a little bit before I went and talked to James about everything. I felt bad because they were so clearly stressed out. But I just tried to offer as much support as I could in the few minutes I had.

And then I had my neighborhood tour with my group. And they were so cute and did such a good job. We did a pretty good job understanding money and they were very smart. Apparently yesterday they learned about supply and demand and so they got to buy stuff and it was just really cute.

And then it was time for them to go. They all gathered by the window while so their teachers could take a big picture of them. And a few of the kids told me that they lost their marbles that I had " sold to them" during their tour. So I ran to the back to get them new ones and they were so excited. The teacher told me that was very kind of me.

And then I said goodbye. I collected all of my supplies and talked to a few guests that were at the museum. I really just focused on getting everything together because I really just wanted to go home. But I ended up taking over the desk for a little bit for James so they can make a phone call. They finally got Tina to let us know that she is going to get a contractor out here to actually get us a proper back door. No more fire hazard. And soon I was saying goodbye to James.

I got back here and turned on the oven. Since it's been taking so long to warm up and I wanted to make something. And while it warmed up I started cleaning the apartment a bit. Vacuuming and changing the kitty litter. Then I went back to the kitchen and was able to turn on one of the burners and get the stove to kick on. I put french fries in the oven and while they were cooking I finished cleaning and played with Sweetp. And then I had my late lunch.

I read for a little while. Not as much as I was planning but I was having trouble focusing. Sweepy kept trying to stand on my head. And I really just wanted James to come home.

They wouldn't get home until around 4:30. And they were all gung-ho about getting dinner started. But I told them I had just eaten. And I didn't eat them to cook anything before they left for the theater. And so they were able to just chill. And I was cold so I laid in bed and eventually I fell asleep for an hour.

James woke me up before they left and I did not feel very good. I was very tired still. And I wasn't able to shake that for about an hour. They had already left by the time I got out of bed. I did get to see them leave though because they said goodbye to me and they were wearing their new reflective jacket that Evan got them for Christmas that they look so cute.

When I did get out of bed I decided that I wanted to attack the studio. I wanted to move some of the furniture around and reorganize how things are just on the shelves because nothing was together and I know that it would make more sense to put like all of the tools together and all the printmaking stuff together. And while there was kind of a system it had kind of gotten out of hand. There's a lot of stuff that doesn't make any sense in there so I am going to work on that.

My plan tonight was to take as much stuff as I could out of the studio into the living room. So I could move my one shelf and my table and try to reassess all of the things I have. I ended up clearing all of the plastic drawers that I keep all my yarn and printmaking things in already because it wasn't a great system. And now it's all visible and stuff that I use is somewhere I can actually see it. I also was able to get all of my jewelry making stuff together and while the studio is still a disaster and there is still a ton of stuff in the living room I really made a lot of progress in 2 hours I worked on it.

At some point though my head started hurting and I just needed to stop. I have my workshop tomorrow and I figure in the afternoon I can work on this. I already told James that I apologize for the state of the living room but I did make a path. At least people can walk around it. And sweetp seems to like the new jungle gym that they have, temporary it may be.

I got a shower and now me and sweetp are laying in bed. We're just dozing. And James just told me that they're on their way home.

I'm already for my workshop tomorrow. And hoping for eight kids, and pretty sure I will have minimum two. I will be sad if no one comes again. I'm really excited for this one because it's sewing and I've been doing my embroidery for the last week and I hope to share it with them. So we'll see what happens. I hope you all have a great night. Take care of each other and be safe. Good night

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Oh I learned French too in highschool! It was honestly COMPLETELY USELESS BAHAH like now I just remember the names of certain fruits lol and I can understand how difficult it may be to see your students struggling so it’s can kind of difficult to not correlate that with how “good” of a teacher you are. Especially since you just want them to be successful in general and see them flourish! But I’m sure you’re not horrible! The fact that you are actively TRYING and not blaming the student is already more than enough! That in itself is already so helpful and yeah it will be difficult learning no matter the language it’s in but I’m sure you’re a great support system for all your students!!!

And those sound like such good books! And omg I didn’t know you were like into WWII themed stories!?! That’s so cute and honestly I see the vision! I went through a phase where I was obsessed with the 1920s, I know it’s not the same but I get it! And you should totally write something like that one day with Harry! You would obviously SLAY THAT SHIT!!!

I use to be such an avid reader but this year I just stopped and I think I made it halfway on one book that wasn’t assigned this year :( but I loved your book reading summary and I might just have to check it out during my break!

Omg no you aren’t ancient! But I get it being labeled as the “mom” bc I am sadly am one too 😔 I can’t help it lol and yeah I’ll be 21! And it’s so sweet you remembered! And I may be a psych major but I’m so unhinged it’s WILD lol and it’s so cool you live on the east coast, I’ve always been interested in visiting!

I have to thank YOU bc my answers are so long😭 and I love reading what you have to say fic or not fic related!-💜

I was also obsessed with the 1920s! If I could go back to school, I think history would be up there. I'm fascinated by it. I feel like everyone goes through a 1920s phase--like a right of passage.

One my first stories to break 100 notes on here, actually (it's on the garbage section of my blog so I wouldn't recommend reading it) was my "first big break." It was set in the 1920s. But at the time it was like super exciting and important to me. I think I reread it not too long ago and I think it's cute still, but very cringy. You can tell I wrote it when I was without a lot of real world and/or relationship experience and only read Sarah Dessen in my free time. I would love to do it over though. I have a mob/1920s vibe sort of story on my list of things to write in the future. So we'll see! 😊

I used to devour books. Then in high school/college the perfectionist in me just stopped and deemed the time too important to be reading for fun when I had scholarships to apply for and a degree to earn. I've got like 40 unread books on my shelf staring at me daily. But like I mentioned, I got back into the swing of things this year so hopefully I can narrow it further over the coming months. I would get married in a Barnes and Noble probably--it's one of my top 5 favorite stores and I would say my toxic trait is I can't leave without buying a book. I'm sure you'll get back to reading when you have the time. School is important and your brain only has so much time to handle everything.

I love it out East here. tbh, I don't think I could ever live anywhere else. I'm not sure if you saw my playlist thing (I wouldn't expect you to notice it) but I'm on a Noah Kahan kick rn. Several of his songs are about growing up in New England and it's like nostalgic even though I live here. Idk, it's like someone read my mind and put it in a song. It's magical.

That brain cell of ours working overtime being the mom of our friend groups. I remember in college it felt like a second job keeping everyone on track and I agree, I couldn't even help it! They were adults but it didn't feel like they were adults.

Thanks for indulging in my ramblings and I love your long responses (obviously--look at mine 🤦‍♀️). It's really nice to talk with you!

P.S. one of my favorite quotes is from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland: "Yes, you're mad, bonkers, off the top of your head...but...I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are.” So if you feel unhinged I think it's okay. I think the best people are 💕

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Pandemic Thoughts # 158

Today is the last day of the wellness week. The week was alright and I have enjoyed at least a week off. Away from the thoughts of thesis but yet there are still general assemblies and meetings that I have attended throughout the week. To be honest, going outside nowadays is different and I can felt to myself that it is exhausting compared to before. The weather has changed. Temperature rises at least 36 to 38 Celsius in peak 8 A.M to 3 P.M. Sudden change of the weather during the midday in some days. The usual issues with the ongoing climate change due to greenhouse gases like carbon dioxide.

I also felt more irritable and stressed lately due also to the fact that I have been reprimanded by my frequent 1 hour delay posting on social media and also with several things which I don't realize yet. Discovering after all what are my other triggers helps me to cope up with my anger management issues. And, silence for me is delicate nowadays. In honesty, I tend to be easily more annoyed also with too much noise around me and I really hate it when I get disturbed whenever I am doing something, maybe most of the time, chilling the fuck out. But I am wary of my responsibilities after all with our thesis paper and other subjects. Finally, we are almost at the end of our fieldwork on Monday and we can now totally finish it within this week our data gathering. The most difficult part of the storm is coming to end and we are on a smooth course on finishing our paper within the next two months. One of things also that keeps me motivated right now is our first meet with my wife. Well, I really wanted her to be my partner after all that we've been throughout the nine months. To assess our relationship and how we keep it strong. I know and my girlfriend know that we are in the verge right now that our kilig factor is now diminishing and we are now in most of the days of our relationship, getting bored out. Especially in my part as a guy, I admit to myself I have been bored and entertain other girls just for the usual fun I did when I was single back then. But, things are different right now. My words means something deep for my girlfriend and I want to make it come true. She deserves a man, not just some guy that has her as a convenience. Yes, I am still on the process of controlling myself to avert my sexual urges and distract myself from that ideas. Although, it is hard to manage that I can avert my habits but I am glad that I see changes within myself also. At least I have my sense of achievement of not letting my girlfriend go back to those times when I was just a piece of an ass with our relationship. I am really trying to get better after all for the both of us.

Within this week also, I met new people and I have tried to interact with them. Honestly, I can say to myself that I have adjusted at least in my social skills. I can handle conversations and go with the flow. That is what I learned in drinking with freshmen who has higher alcohol tolerances than me. Well, it was the 6th or 7th one at least when I had a drink with a group of people. Truly, you can learn a lot in dealing with other people when you are just having fun. Advantage for me is I am talkative nowadays and I always intend to spark a conversation if possible to people who want to talk with me. I am glad that Rocky at least help me enjoyed one of the best night outs so far. I hope I can experience more of it once we are almost at the finish line of the first chapter of our lives.

Lastly, I have fun cosplaying during the general assembly. It was fun dressing up in a non-cosplay event. I just tried to cosplay for a non cosplay event just for the sake of experience. And, it was a delight for me and kind of awkward for some cosplayers that knows me. Well, I really have to be aware much of the responsibilities I hold representing a community in the city after all, especially in cosplaying. I wonder how my pictures look though, hahahaha. Excited for the final results.

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azaleavi · 3 years

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Memorable

Summary: the cast of Avengers: Endgame is asked to tell the most memorable thing that happened in all 10 years of filming and they all have the same thing in mind

Word count: 1.4k

Warning(s): knives, stabbing, blood (If you are not comfortable with any of this DO NOT READ)

Author's note: Why did i write this? I don't know. I just had this idea and I thought it was cool so I wrote it down. It’s not really a sebastian x reader even though i started writing it like that. I honestly don’t know what this is but here you go I guess lmao

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"As we are at the end of a very long era, that was full of exciting events, what was the most memorable thing that happened on set? Out of all the movies" Jimmy asked the six of you, who were sitting on the couch. Your mind immediately went to one specific incident, that happened to you and it seems like all of your co-stars thought about the same thing as they all turned to you. You couldn't help the smile that formed on your face. "It seems like everyone has the same thing on their mind" the host pointed out, smiling.

"Yes, it looks like that" you spoke up.

"Y/N, could you tell us what it is?" he asked.

"I guess it's that one time I got a little hurt while filming Civil War." you let out a little laugh, knowing what the response would be.

"A little hurt?!" Robert almost shouted. "This girl here got stabbed with a real knife and wanted to finish her scene with the knife still in her side and she almost did if it wasn't for the other person freaking out" Jimmy's mouth hung open at that. Everyone knew you got hurt while filming, because production had to be stopped and it was all the news talked about for a few days, but no one knew the details.

"Okay. It wasn't that dramatic" you defended yourself. Robert had the tendency to oversell the scene." I just knew that I will be out of commission for a while after that so I knew I had to finish the scene." you shrugged.

"Okay, I think we need to hear the whole story" the audience screamed at Jimmy's words. You laughed at that.

"So this is how it went..."

It was one of the first days of working and you were filming the big fight scene at the airport. You were surrounded with huge green screens. Your character had a one on one fight with the Black Widow so you were getting ready for it. You almost always did your own stunts and this one wasn't an exception. It wasn't that hard either, just a couple of punches and it ended with Natasha stabbing your character. It wouldn't be fatal, but it would defenitely hurt enough to slow your character down for a while. You were streching as Scarlett's stunt double walked over to you. The others weren't in the shot so they just stood to the side. They always liked watching you in action because you were the sweetest person in real life but once you heard action it was like you were a completely different person. It was fascinating. And watching you do stunts was a spectacle in itself. You have been learning martial arts since you were a kid so it came easy for you.

"Get ready everyone, we start in a minute!" the director shouted. You smiled at Heidi, streching your neck.

"You ready to get your ass kicked?" she joked. It was always a pleasure to work with her.

"By you? Always" you said, getting into position.

"Ready?" the director shouted again, looking at you two. You both nodded" Okay. And... Action!" You immediately started thowing punches at her, following the precise choreography you learned. She blocked them well, but you still managed to land a few on her. At least that what it looked like to the camera. You slowly got closer to where the crew was standing, still fighting as hard as you could. Your enemy pulled out a knife from her belt and you jumped back as she tried to slice you. She missed a few more times and you turned so her back was to the camera, while you faced it. It was almost over, she just had to thrust the fake knife into your side and you had to act like it hurt. She lunged forward with the knife in her hand and stabbed you. You thought it would be hard to act like you just got stabbed, but it turnes out you didn't have to act at all. It hurt like hell. Why was it hurting so much? It shouldn't hurt this much. What was happening? The knife was a prop so the blade went inside the handle, but it didn't feel like that happened. Your eyes widened and your mouth opened in a silent scream. You backed away from Heidi and looked down. The knife was lodged in place and you felt something warm starting to trickle down your side. You heard a gasp from in front of you. You looked up only to see Heidi with her hands against her mouth, her eyes wide with fear. She turned around to the crew who had still no idea what was happening.

"Call an ambulance" the panic in her voice was enough to alert everyone. You put your hands on the knife, which, you finally realized, was a real one, and it was currently inside you to the hilt. You heard frantic speaking, but the words didn't register in your mind. It must be Heidi telling them what happened. Your eyes were stuck on the handle, you were unable to look away. You waited for the panic to set in, but it never came. Two legs appeared in front of you and hands touched your shoulders. You finally looked up, your vision a little blurry. Sebastian was standing in front of you, fear and panic clear in his eyes.

"Hey y/n, can you hear me? The ambulance is on it's way, they will be here any minute. You just need to hold out for a little longer, okay baby?" you didn't know if he was trying to calm you or himself down. You tried to smile at him, but it came out more like a grimace. In the frenzy of the situation neither of you realized he called you baby.

"Did the shot turn out okay? They can use it right?" you spoke and Sebastian just looked at you with wide eyes. How can you still worry about the movie right now?

"Yes it was fine, they can use it." in truth he didn't know anything about the shot, but he just wanted to keep you calm. One of the crew members brought a chair for you, but you didn't know if it was a good idea to sit down or even move from where you were standing. How your legs didn't give out yet, you didn't know, but you were glad you didn't collapse so far. You decided against sitting down. It was probably not good to move around. You grabbed Sebastian's hands and squeezed them. Him being there was giving you so much strength. Something you would tell him later, when he was sitting next to your bed while you were recovering.

In the distance you could hear the sirens of the promised ambulance. Finally. You didn't know how much longer you could keep standing.

The car stopped next to you and two paramedics jumped out to assess your situation. They brought out the bed and carefully laid you on top of it.

You had to get stiches in the hospital and you resumed filming a few weeks later when you could move around without the sharp pain in your body.

"So needless to say i couldn't do any stunts for a good while" you tried to lift the mood, that settled in the studio, with a joke. Sebastian, who was sitting beside you, snorted.

"Of course you couldn't. And I wouldn't let you either." he said.

"I think my stunt double is scarred for life because of that" you all laughed at Scarlett's comment. You talked it out with Heidi and you made sure she knew that you weren't blaming her. It turned out that the fake and real knives were mixed up and no one knew how it happened. There was an investigation, because it was way too dangerous for it to happen again and they put new safety measures in place. Nothing like that happened ever since.

"Everyone was panicking so much. I think I was the calmest person there and I was the one with a knife in my side" everyone laughed at that.

"I understand now why this is the most memorable thing that happened to you" Jimmy spoke.

"Yes we all have that memory engraved in our minds now" Chris added.

"And I have a cool scar from it too" you laughed.

#avengers #avengers fanfiction #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan #fanfic

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angelamajiki · 3 years

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PARINGS: Pro Hero! Dabi x Sister! Reader

TW: yandere, incest, no con, voyeurism, choking, burning, unprotected/no prep sex, breeding/creampies, snowballing, public sex, degradation, lots of dirty talk

AN: WHEEWW my first fic in a while, so excited for my first join intro collab!! thank you to the lovely jo for writing it <33 enjoy

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Breaking news: We have yet another report to add to the slew of attacks this month, this comes just days after we broadcast rumours of villains running rampant over the city. This spate of attacks has put the entire metropolitan area at a standstill, road closures and damaged property making it difficult for commuters to get to work in the morning. Road maintenance endeavour to do its best to keep the city running, but it seems futile when these attacks continue to increase. The entire city was brought to a standstill by the mysterious villain who has still not been named, but reports show they are nothing like we have ever experienced before.

Where are the heroes now? Who will save us from the terror overwhelming our city?

Every day the crime toll continues to rise and we have no one here to protect us. The Hero Public Safety Commission assured us earlier in the week that the crime rate would go down, that the top Heroes are out there protecting our city, but if so, where are they? Is it really safe to go out anymore, who can we trust? Would you put your life in the hands of a Hero today? When they have proved our streets are no longer safe. We still have no information on what is going on, or who is involved but we must remain observant. We will continue to report the latest news as we receive it, but for now, we must implore you to heed the warnings of the city-wide curfew that is soon to be implemented. If anyone has any information on these occurrences in the city please send them to us or contact the police, you can remain anonymous. The safety of our citizens is what is most important, stay vigilant and don’t go out unless it is absolutely necessary.

Christ, what a load of bullshit the news was nowadays. Constantly whining and squealing about what heroes did and didn’t do, promoting fear-mongering like it was the hottest trend. Between your father and two older brothers dedicating their life to the cause of justice, the world always felt just a little safer to you, the naive little thing that you were. And tonight was no exception.

Despite the rapidly increasing crime rates, your judgment to grab a couple of drinks in the city with your friends was hardly swayed. The stress of it all was getting to you and you’d love nothing more to drink your heart out at one of the few spots still left open. It was a sleazy place, but it was fun. If anything, you found a bar in the area where your eldest brother was currently stationed patrolling.

Touya had always been protective of you ever since the two of you were children, and he carried that same possessiveness well into your adulthood. Always chasing off any potential suitors, keeping you out of trouble, and generally being a menace to anyone who thought they were good enough to be around his favorite little sister.

By the end of the night, stumbling around drunkenly was the only thing keeping you upright as you made your way out of the club and onto the street, looking for a taxi to get you home. Sirens wailed faintly in the distance, a mess of blue and red lighting up the darkened streets.

“Hey sweetheart. Need a hand?”

Grubby hands met your arms the same time the cool air of the night did, tugging and pulling at you to come closer, wherever that may be. Jaunts and laughter echoed off the buildings, only adding to the haziness the alcohol induced. “What’s a pretty little thing like yourself doing out here all on your lonesome?”

Weak attempts to push the group of assaulters off you were in vain as they groped and squeezed your body at their pleasure. “Come on, we’re just trying to keep ya company. Right, boys?”

“Stop..”

Your whine came across much more pathetic than you could have ever hoped, only earning more chuckles from the men. “Just relax, sweetheart. We’ll take good care of you.”

Blue flames danced around the group of you, closing the lot of you against the building wall in a small circle of fire.

“Will you now? Last I checked, I'm the only man suited for that.” Touya was less than amused to have found out from Fuyumi that you traveled into the city given its state, even more so when he saw how drunk and disorderly you were being.

“T-Touya-nii!”

The men untangled themselves from you with ease, tossing you into the arms of your expectant brother, who was more than glad to pull you into a tight embrace. “Shit! It's the number three, Heatstroke!”

The comforting warmth of his body and scent of his cologne settled your frantic nerves, tucking yourself closer into his arms. “Honestly, it’s like you're asking for it at this point.”

Your heart sank low in your chest, but you couldn't find the strength to move away from him as he scowled down at you.

“Look at what you're wearing, you little tease. Bet you would have loved to have them violate you, huh slut?”

Never has Touya been so venomous with you before; it made your heart hurt, even more, to see your beloved nii-san be so cruel.

“Don’t you worry, that’s why your big brother is here to show you who you really belong to.”

Shoved against the wall, he pinned your trembling form with his right knee in between your legs and his hands wandering over your skimpy dress.

“You boys can stick around to watch; let a real man show you how it's done.”

Flames singed at your dress, burning it to ashes to expose you in the cool wind of the night. Hot fingers pressed into your skin, littering marks in their wake before they wrapped around your throat. “You were just begging for nii-san to come to save your slutty ass, huh, princess? I know you checked my patrol schedule before ending up at this dive.”

His hand tightened around your neck, his lips at your ear. “Wanted nii-san to come put you in your place, yeah? After fuckin’ teasing me all these years, you finally cracked me. Are you proud of yourself, little girl?”

A whine slipped from your constricted throat, your smaller hand gripping at the large one squeezing you with everything it had. “And now you've got an audience to witness my ownership over you. You're mine, little girl.”

Finally releasing your throat, his hands traveled down to your chest and groped at your roughly, pinching and pulling at your soft, sensitive nipples. Bile was rising in your throat as you drowned in your own fear, feeling him drag you into the depths of depravity.

“What’s the matter, imouto? I thought you said I was your favorite. You're hurting my feelings, y’know.”

“Touya, please-”

A scoff slapped you hard in the face as his knee jerked up against your cunt. “Don’t start with me. I know who you really are and what you really want, even better than yourself.”

His words stabbed at your heart, and his wandering hands only seemed to pour salt over the wounds. “You’re nothing more than my whore, little sister.”

Hips ground against your backside in a slow, teasing manner, groans pushing past his lips as he did so. “You have no one to blame but yourself.”

His erection was pressed flush against you, straining in his pants before he unzipped himself. At this point, you were more than sobered up running on fear and adrenaline alone. Your panties were ripped clean off with his free hand while the other stroked his hardening cock. “Look at me.”

The tip was aligned with your hole, rubbing slightly to gather the minimal wetness between your lips. “I said look at me.”

Teary eyes peaked up at him through wet lashes, silently pleading with a man who was not known for mercy.

“Good fuckin’ girl, so obedient for your big brother.”

With one snap of his hips, Touya fully sheathed himself inside of your tight cunt, groaning at the way you squealed for him. “Aw, you like that, huh, princess. Feeling good?”

A warbled moan was the only response you could give him as he slowly began to pull out. The alcohol had you buzzing enough to block out the pain of the stretch, and damn did you feel filled to the brim.

“Can’t wait to breed this greedy little cunt of yours.”

His pace was slow, agonizingly so. Touya couldn't help but savor every second of the first time having been inside you, especially after dreaming about it for so long. God, if it didn't turn him on to have an audience, knowing that these men knew he was fucking his sister.

What would the media think? God, the news cycle would be ripped to shreds tomorrow over this breaking story. But hey, no PR is bad PR.

The thought of finally having staked his claim in you almost had him coming prematurely, but he had to hold out for your very first time together, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

Heh, your crying face was so cute. Those tears weren't shy by any means and neither were your sobs. It's alright, you’ll learn to love being Touya’s cocksleeve.

“Say you love me.”

An impossible request when you're being violated by the person you held dearest to your heart.

His pace had picked up brutally, slamming into you without care for his flames spreading wildly nor the group of assaulters who seemed to vanish once they had the opening to.

“I-I love you, nii-san! I love you!”

Your cries were shrill and whiny, echoing into the chaotic night. The grip on your hips was heating up, so much so that his handprints were burned into your love handles.

“Good girl, good little slut.”

His breathing was erratic, hot against your neck as he growled and grunted into your ear. “Gonna let nii-san breed this pretty little pussy? Yes, you are. I know you are because you're fuckin’ mine, bitch.”

Moaning out your name, Touya came deep inside your womb, thick ropes of his cum painting your insides. You were soon to follow thanks to his thumb against your clit, causing you to writhe and whine in his arms.

Utterly spent, you rested against the brick wall you were pinned to, feeling the cum drip out of your still filled hole.

“Let’s get you home and into my bed, princess. I gotta go have a chat with Dad and Shouto, let ‘em know you’re fully off limits now.”

— tagging: @libiraki @bonesoftheimpala @tomurasprincess @sightoru

#yandere dabi x reader #yandere dabi #dabi #dabi x reader #yandere my hero academia #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere mha #yandere bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha #bnha #yandere x reader #yandere

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kirishimaswife2819 · 3 years

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When Their S/o is on Their Period || BNHA Boy Headcanons

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Pairings: Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader, Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader, Eijiro Kirishima x Fem!Reader, Shoto Todoroki x Fem!Reader, and Denki Kaminari x Fem!Reader

Summary: How the boys act when you’re on your period

Word Count: 1.6k

A/n: I wrote this because my period is supposed to come in like two days and I am not very excited at all. Anyway, I hope you like these headcanons, and requests are still open and all that, just read the rules first. Also, thanks for everyone who has liked/reblogged any of my posts or even followed me, I really appreciate it. Hope you all have a great day/night! :) -Danielle <3

Izuku Midoriya:

If you don’t tell him ahead of time that you’re going to be on your period and you snap at him he’s gonna get so upset

Like he’s going to think about every little thing that happened for the past few weeks and try to see where he went wrong

Then when you tell him you’re on your period, he’s going to just freeze, and then start to panic

His face gets all red, but he still asks if you if you need anything

If you send this boy to the store to get pads/tampons, expect him to be gone for a solid few hours

When he firsts gets to aisle, he stands there, because he knows absolutely nothing about pad/tampons, and he doesn’t know what brand to get

So then, he takes out his phone and starts typing, and trying to do research, but google isn’t helping him decide what to get at all

So, then the nice old lady restocking the shelves, offers to help, noticing how he’s panicking

He still ends up getting a few different brands, but that’s okay

If you get bad cramps, like really bad, he’s definitely going to cry

He hates seeing you in pain

If you are having cramps he’ll give you some medicine he bought and offer you a heating pad

After he gets you feeling a little better, he’s going to give you all the snacks he got you and offer to cuddle and watch whatever you want with him

Overall, even though he gets really embarrassed about it, he’ll still help you if you need him to

Katsuki Bakugou:

If you snap at him, he’s going to like brush it off, but after the second or third time he’s going to go off on you

But once you tell him you’re on your period he’s going to be so confused

Not because he doesn’t know what it is, but because he has no clue what he’s supposed to do about it

He’ll apologize for going off on you

By apologize I mean that he’ll mumble sorry under his breath so that you can barely hear it

But I mean it’s Bakugou, so just take what you can get

He probably wouldn’t offer to go anywhere to get you anything

But if you ask him, he’ll go (Only after complaining the whole time getting ready to leave though)

He’s going to make sure you tell him what brand of pads/tampons to get so he doesn’t have to embarrass himself in front of people in the store

If the cashier says one word about him buying them or gives him a weird look, he’s going to get very pissed

“They’re for my girlfriend, now stop giving me weird ass looks and comments and just scan the damn things!”

He’ll probably end up grabbing more snacks or chocolate than you asked for but if you ask why he did that, he’s going to say it was a total accident, even though it wasn’t

After he brings you the stuff he’ll just crash in your bed, and demand cuddles

But he won’t ask, he’ll just pull you to him and cuddle you

The first time you’re on your period around him, he’s pretty embarrassed but hides it, but with time, he gets used to it and it doesn’t bother him anymore

Although no matter if he’s sixteen and buying pads/tampons for you or seventy and buying pads/tampons for you, he’s still going to end up yelling at the poor cashier, even if they don’t comment or give him a look

Eijiro Kirishima:

I may be a bit biased because I absolutely love Kirishima (if you couldn’t tell), but I am convinced that he would be the best boyfriend in every way

And that includes when you’re on your period

If you snap at him, he’s going to get a little upset, but immediately ask what’s wrong and try to figure out what the issue is

After you tell him, he’s going to panic but hide it so he doesn’t alarm you

Immediately offers to go get you anything you need

But he’s so eager to help you out, he forgets to ask what brand of pads or tampons to buy

So now he’s in the feminine hygiene product aisle, standing next to some twelve year old girl whose low key too embarrassed to grab a box of pads in front of some teenage boy

So she’s just standing there, waiting for him to leave, but he’s trying to figure out which box to buy, so he’s like looking at all of them and picking them up, trying to figure out the difference between all of them

And the girl goes to quickly grab a box and run off, but then he speaks

“Wait, can you help me?”

And the girl low key just wants to disappear right then and there, but she helps him anyway

This man walks away with a few different brands of pads/tampons in his arms not realizing he just traumatized some little girl by asking her for advice on getting his girlfriend pads/tampons

Then he grabs you some snacks, medicine, and whatever else you wanted, before checking out and leaving

He like rushes home because he was taking so long and he was worried about you

But when he like bursts into your room, you’re literally fine, and just chilling eating some stale chips, and watching some Netflix

Kirishima immediately takes away your stale chips, and gives you the stuff he bought

So now you guys are eating the new and not stale chips while binge watching your favorite Netflix show for the fiftieth time

Shoto Todoroki:

I only have three words: Human Heating Pad

But seriously, if you have cramps, and you tell him heat helps, he’s definitely going to offer for you to use his hand as a heating pad

Once he learns that you’re on your period, he’s going to try his best to help, but he knows nothing about them despite having a sister

After taking a moment to compose himself after initial shock of you telling him, he’s going to offer to go to the store for you

So, now he’s in the aisle, trying to figure out what brand to get

He had tried calling you, but you must of been napping, because you didn’t pick up

Eventually he decides to call his sister and ask for some help

His sister proceeds to tell him about pads and tampons and how they work

He ends up writing some of the stuff down in his notes on his phone so he knows for next time and doesn’t forget

Then he’ll get whatever else you want

He’ll probably end up grabbing something extra too

Like a little gift such a plushie or a necklace, since he now knows periods really suck

He ends up getting you a gift every time your on your period (with Endeavor’s credit card of course), so it kind of morphs into a little tradition even though you insist that he doesn’t need to do it

But once he returns to home, you apologize for not answering, since you were in fact napping, but he quickly shuts you down and gives you everything he had got for you

Then you use his hand as your personal heating pad and talk about your lives

Overall, he’s pretty calm about the situation, and doesn’t make it a bigger deal than it needs to be

Denki Kaminari:

When you snap, or if you snap, he’s probably just going to brush it off

But the second time you snap at him, he makes some dumb remark

Probably something like, “Damn is it that time of the month or something?”

That gets him a textbook to his face

He’s honestly surprised with your response to his question

“Actually, yeah! Asshole! Now, if you’re gonna be a jerk, get the hell out and leave me alone!”

He was only joking and didn’t expect you to actually say yes

After you admit that you being on your period is the problem, he doesn’t know what to do

He knows the basics of a period, he knows you bleed, and like chocolate, and you sometimes get cramps, but other than that he has no idea how to handle the situation

After a moment of trying to figure out what to do, he asks if you need anything

Now he’s in the store, trying to figure out what a ‘flow’ is, and why pads and tampons are so expensive

He ends up calling Kirishima to come help, who has no clue what to do either

Then they turn it into a group call by adding Bakugou and Sero

Bakugou calls them ‘fucking stupid’ but doesn’t know shit about periods either so when they ask him for help he makes up some excuse for not telling Kaminari what to do

Sero is actually helpful and tells him to just get one of each type of flow, since Kaminari refuses to call you and ask (R.I.P. Kaminari’s wallet)

Kaminari thanks him, and then they end the call

Then he gets whatever else you asked for, before heading home

When he gets there, he awkwardly hands you the bag and asks if you need anything else

When you say you want him to stay, he’s immediately jumping into your bed and cuddling with you

He thought since you were on your period, you wouldn’t want to be around him and it low key made him kind of sad, cause he would miss you

Then you guys spend the rest of the night scrolling through Tik Tok, and laughing along to videos

At some point, you end up seeing the thing girls do on Tik Tok where they ask their boyfriend’s how pads work

When Kaminari continues watching the video, and learns how pads actually work, he’s like turns to you and is like

“Wait, the sticky part doesn’t stick to your vagina?”

Somebody please help this poor idiot

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nevertheless-moving · 3 years

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Could you talk more about your gumbo jar jar au or the frog one? 🐸

hm on close review the frog promise draft is a now redundant drabble from this au. Here it is in its entirety:

“I will never join you,” Luke said with a sneer of disgust.

Palpatine, as well as the nearby politicians, Jedi masters, and reporters were taken aback.

“I’m afraid I don’t understand your meaning, Master Jedi,” the Senator said incredulously. “Do you mean to tell me that you consider yourself separate from the Republic? I know the Jedi Council had disavowed recognizing you but I never could have imagined...” he trailed off, leaving the crowd to murmur in alarm.

“I mean I will never join the Sith,” the rogue master replied calmly. “I imagine you’re responsible for the traces of the dark side I felt amongst the trade federation leaders.”

“The Sith...I see.” Palpatine took a step back, deliberately reassuring tone and alarmed expression clearly indicated that he suspected the man before him of insanity. “It’s been a very long day and you clearly intended to do good by my humble home world. Perhaps your fellow Jedi can take you to the healers so you can-”

“Why are you working alongside a Sith Lord?” Luke cut off the Senator and addressed Grandmaster Yoda directly.

“A Sith Lord, you say?” Master Yoda replied. “A most serious allegation, this is.”

Basically, Luke derails the Naboo Crisis by absolutely annihilating the trade federation army, only realizing after the fact when and where he is. This means that Padme turns right around from Tatooine and never voices her vote of no-confidence. Now, Palpatine probably had contingency plans in place, but the public accusation by a Jedi of being responsible for the crisis in the first place, despite absolutely no evidence, hurts his image enough that he’s not going to win a vote, because people will think it’s a power grab.

And it’s funny cause it’s true but Luke only barely knows that! He’s just accusing Palpatine of being behind the first evil thing he sees and he fuckin happens to be right!!!

Anyway Luke doesn’t focus on Palpatine; there are like 10,000 other Jedi around. He commits himself first and foremost to completing his training with Master Yoda because sometime Yoda just dies and fades into thin air so, you know! He’s not going to procrastinate on that again!

He goes before the council and humbly asks to be taken on Yoda’s student (this is right before Qui-Gon can ask about Anakin- literally, Anakin and Qui-Gon are in the waiting room). He gives several extremely vague banthashit explanations of who he is ‘I’m a follower of the Force,’ where he comes from ‘the Force sent me,’ and why they should train him when he’s way too old ‘the Force willed it.’ Yoda is somewhat impressed because those are some real unhelpfully wise answers and- here’s the kicker- Luke actually believes them!

He is really committed to being a Jedi! Is 110% all about being a luminous being! This is several years after return of the Jedi and Luke has pretty much just been hanging out in force temples meditating with ghosts so he has quintessential Jedi vibes, he just knows jackshit about anything!

What really clinches it for Yoda is the fact that his robe pocket starts squirming and he pulls out a live Nabooian Salt Frog. And hands it to Yoda like, “These are one of your favorites right? :) I saw it and I thought of you :)”

Now Yoda- let’s step back a second. Yoda is old. Yoda, in his youth, was a bit more feral. He’s a top level predator and the order has always celebrated diversity and being true to your origins! He’s hunted with Tortugans on Shili! He’s unhinged his jaw with Besalisks on Ojom!

But as the Republic’s boundaries caved in on themselves, he was more and more put into contact with Core senators who tend to be unnerved by more, ah, carnivorous tendencies. And the more he was put into high level positions by virtue of being really frickin old, the more restrained he became in his public behavior.

Decades passed and younglings who only ever knew his more ‘harmless-prank’ feral tendencies were increasingly shocked and scared to see him occasionally unhinge his jaw to eat a scrocodile whole. Some of the prey-origin younglings from that field trip actually avoided him for the rest of the their lives.

So. Yoda is still a carnivore- but- in private. With his padawans and his closest peers. But his closest peers age and die and his padawans get younger and smaller as the decades pass. He took on two herbivorous padawans in a row and as a result restrained himself from openly hunting with another soul for around for 50 years.

And then there’s Dooku. ‘Ah a human,’ he thinks. ‘They hunt sometimes. Well. They’re omnivores at least.’

And Dooku is- and I’m not saying this to shame Dooku- but he’s prissy. He likes...neatness. He’s not afraid of violence but force forbid it’s untidy. So when Yoda, excited to get his ambush predation on, takes 14 year old Dooku who’s barely ever left the sterile confines of Coruscant on a trip to a swamp world- yeaaahh it doesn’t go well. Dooku- he doesn’t mean to, honestly. How would he even know that Yoda might be sensitive about things? He’s Yoda.

But Dooku sobbing openly and puking a little in a bush and running away from Yoda because his Master is terrifying and gross. It... kind of puts the nail in the coffin for Yoda being open about that side of himself. He doesn’t really have it in him to try again. People’s view of him is too fixed, they can’t handle him also being a flesh creature so he focuses on the luminous side of him which is and always was, genuinely, more important than him.

And that’s been the last 100 years or so. The thrill of a live kill is just a little piece of himself that he meditates away and that’s ok. He has the force. He has the order. He’s old anyway, a real hunt would probably hurt his joints.

And then in comes Luke, radiating Light and earnestness and Jedi serenity while also holding out a very tasty looking live frog. And Yoda realizes Dooku’s not around, he’s surrounded by a council he trusts and respects and likes, none of whom are 14 year olds, all of whom have seen the galaxy and seen worse. He is almost seizing the moment but there’s a little part of him that shriveled up when Dooku cried that’s having a hard time accepting this.

“Want it for yourself, you do not?” Yoda cackles, playing off the offer.

Luke smiles sheepishly and pulls out another live frog. “I was saving it for later. Forgive me Master, your senses are keen as ever I see.”

And Yoda...it’s not about the bribe, really, so much as the symbolism, and it’s not about the flattery either, but darn is the kid really pulling out the stops to make himself likable. And he is a kid, to Yoda anyway. Everyone is these days. What does he care about numbers when there’s a boy smiling like his third padawan, an adorable Rodian who took great delight in their more amphibious and wild missions?

Yoda snatches one of the frogs and slowly raises it in a parody of a toast. Luke does the same. The rest of the council quietly watches in various shades of bewilderment and bemusement.

They’re not actually going to eat that right? Mace thinks. Ugh I hate frogs the skin is so slimy. Shaak Ti thinks. I cannot believe they’re not even offering me one. Yaddle thinks.

And Yoda bites the head off the frog in a quick snap of his jaws, the rest following rapidly. Luke does the same- a slight assist from the force helping his less specialized mandible tear through skin and bone in a well practiced move. He chews slower, but finishes the frog soon enough, the rest of the council looking on with deep uncertainty and a tiny bit of hunger, but no actual fear. They’re Jedi Masters; they’ve eaten everywhere, it’s just a little weird for a human to be eating a live animal and Yoda as far as anyone knew only ate stew and also they were in the middle of a council meeting.

Yoda belches and Luke smiles genially.

“Take you on as my padawan learner, I will. Much to learn you have, much to teach you, I do.”

Luke beams. The council looks on in shock.

“Master Yoda,” Mace Windu says hesitantly, “He’s clearly in his late 20s, at the earliest. If this is about the... frog thing-”

“Was a pleasant surprise, the frog. The reason for my decision, it is not. Had some training already, he has. Know each other before this day, we do. Taking over for a Master passed into the force, I am merely. Our custom, this is.”

Luke bows lowly and an initiate is summoned to escort him to the quartermasters and then the long-empty padawan suite next to Yoda’s chambers.

Qui-Gon and Anakin are brought in and. Well. It’s a little hard for them to simply reject the boy after Yoda just pulled that stunt. He’s sent to the initiates dorm, eventually. Mace Windu has a headache from the shatterpoints blinking in and out of existence. Shaak Ti is delighted to discuss a hunting trip with Master Yoda and his new padawan learner Luke Svader.

The force dances.

#Anonymous #ask #300 celebration #star wars #my au #star wars au #frog promise au #yoda #star wars au no 29 #nevertheless meta #luke skywalker eats frogs

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hangovercurse · 3 years

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I’d Drop it All for You

Pictures of you and Pete are spread all over the internet, causing a whirlwind of hate to enter your social media.

Request: “Pete content please! anything !!! smut fluff whatever”

Pete x Reader

Warnings: Cursing, depictions of depression and anxiety

A/N: *Insert normal spiel about respecting A.G. and only using her for plot purposes. No harm intended.* Also I wrote most of this after a meeting with my therapist so... enjoy :) (He’s so cute in this gif I wanna kiss his face)

Word Count: 1820

You weren’t one of those people who loved being the center of attention. You knew that being in the spotlight also meant constantly living under a microscope, and you decided a long time ago that that was not for you.

But you were lucky enough to work as an assistant art director at just 24. You were hoping that The King of Staten Island, your newest project, would help get your name out into the professional world. But that wasn’t the only thing to come out of the film.

It happened unexpectedly, you showed up on set the first day, ready to do whatever the art director required of you. You couldn’t help but be slightly distracted by the lead actor and writer, Pete Davidson. He was so kind and funny, and he wasn’t uptight like everyone else.

After a few hours of filming, he came up to you, introducing himself. He said he “wanted to get to know everyone working on the project,” but you didn’t see him introducing himself to anyone else. You two started talking during breaks. Then he started sitting with you at lunch. Then he was asking for your number.

In a matter of weeks he was asking you out to dinner, taking you to a cozy restaurant that you absolutely adored. He walked you home, his hand grazing yours until you intertwined your fingers.

It was all very romantic, so when Pete asked if he could take you on another, you obviously said yes. Flash forward two weeks and he finally got the courage to ask you to be his girlfriend, even though you were both exclusively seeing each other already.

After filming ended 2 months later, you were still working on the film in post, which meant you had an excuse to stay in Staten Island with Pete. After about 2 weeks in post, you spent more nights in his bed than your hotel’s.

Nearly 6 months later and you were happier than ever. You were splitting your time between your small apartment in the Bronx and Pete’s basement apartment. Pete introduced you to most of his friends, and you introduced him to yours.

But other than your small circles of friends, you kept your relationship fairly quiet. Pete doesn’t have social media and yours is strictly professional, so there are no pictures of you two together. You weren’t hiding each other, you loved each other, you just had no reason to tell tabloids. And you were perfectly happy with that.

Which made it so much worse when various news sites had pictures of you two holding hands. Had they been anyone else you would’ve thought they were cute, walking along the South Beach oceanside at night.

Pete had been in the SNL studio all day when the pictures were released, while you were in his apartment, trying your best to focus on the photoset in front of you. The production team wanted the film to scream “teen romance,” which basically entails subtle pink undertones and a higher saturation. But you couldn’t quite get the coloring right, probably because you weren’t actually focusing on the colors.

You sighed, looking at the time and realizing that Pete won’t be back until sometime after 2am, which was a whole 5 hours away. You let out a huff, pushing away from the desk and making your way to Pete’s closet and searching for one of his hoodies. They always smelled like him (and weed), so it was a comfort to you.

You crashed onto the bed, finding the phone that you had tossed there a few hours earlier. Turning it on you were surprised by the number of notifications you were getting. You knew the photos had surfaced but you weren’t expecting this.

Your Instagram was blowing up with new follows, likes, and comments. It was kind of exciting at first until you started reading some of the comments.

I mean, we knew he would downgrade from Ari, but this is like… really far down.

This girl really thinks she’s special just bc Pete’s dating her. Hun he could do so much better

Who is she?!? Literally no one.

Someone needs to show her how to dress

That hairstyle is not it honey

Pete Davidson is dating YOU??? He could do sooo much better

Ari was prettier sorry not sorry

The entire comment section on your last post, a picture of you on the set of your latest film, was pretty much the same. There were some nice comments, but a lot of mean ones.

And you couldn’t help it, you couldn’t stop looking at them. It felt so cliché, but it was like all of your deepest insecurities about being with Pete were thrown out on the table.

You knew that Pete had a fairly large following, and that a lot of people had really strong feelings about him. You had expected that if and when your relationship went public you would have a lot of people watching you, scrutinizing you. But you didn’t care because Pete was worth it.

Now you weren’t so sure. It wasn’t that you couldn’t handle people talking bad about you, because you definitely could, even if it hurt. You just weren’t expecting the amount of people comparing you to Ariana or saying that Pete could do so much better.

And it only bothered you so much because you felt it too. Your inner demons loved to remind you that Pete had dated Ariana fucking Grande and now he’s dating you. Anyone could see an obvious downgrade.

You turned your phone off and threw it on the opposite side of the bed, trying to think positive thoughts. “I am in control of my own thoughts and emotions. I am catching my negative thoughts and fixing them.” You murmured your therapist’s mantra to yourself, but it was too late. The thoughts had already taken hold of your mind.

Your eyes started to water as you could feel the heavy feeling in your chest set in. You pulled the hood over your head, pulling the straps to hide as much of your face as possible, and pulling your knees to your chest. You laid like that for a while, tears falling as doubts ran through your head. Once you had effectively exhausted your thoughts, you went numb. Your tears had stopped, but you couldn’t move. This wasn’t an unfamiliar feeling, but it sure wasn’t pleasurable.

There was a sort of buzzing throughout your body, almost like the feeling when your foot falls asleep, but everywhere. It seemed to block out your sound, as you didn’t hear the basement door open. You only knew that Pete was home when he sat beside you on the bed, pulling the hood off your face.

“There’s my beautiful girl.” He smiled at you. You tried your best to fake one back, but you honestly couldn’t find the energy. Pete pulled you so you were sitting up, back pressed against his front. His arms wrapped around your middle as he pressed a kiss to your temple. “What’s goin on?” He murmured against your skin.

“Did you see them?” You asked, your voice quiet and hoarse.

Pete let out a sigh, “Yeah, I saw them.” He paused, his hold on you getting tighter, like he was making sure you couldn’t leave. “I’m sorry baby. I know you didn’t want it to be a whole big thing.”

You turned your head to face him, “It’s not that. I really don’t mind that people know. We weren’t trying to hide anything.”

He smiled, “Yeah, I know I just- it was nice having this to ourselves.”

He wanted to hide you. He’s embarrassed of you.

Your inner dialogue never seemed to shut up.

You turned away from Pete, trying to hide the tears forming in your eyes. “Yeah.” You whispered.

“What’s wrong, you’re still upset.” He rocked you in his arms, kissing the top of your head. You shrugged in response, not trusting yourself to talk. “You can talk to me, y’know.”

You nodded, leaning further into Pete’s chest. “People found my Instagram.” You murmured, looking down and tracing the arrow tattoo on his hand.

“Whaddya mean? I thought it was public?” He furrowed his eyebrows.

You sighed, wishing you hadn’t said anything. “Yeah, it is. But after all the articles people started following me and shit.”

“I would ask how that’s a problem but I deleted my Instagram so I can’t really talk.” You could tell he was trying to make you feel better, but you couldn’t seem to get out of your haze.

You shook your head, deciding to drop the matter. “It’s not, I’m just being overdramatic.” You sighed, putting on a fake smile and facing him fully. “Wanna watch a movie?” You asked, trying to change the topic.

He gave you the I-know-you’re-bullshitting-me look, which made you look down. “Something’s bothering you, Y/N. And you’re trying to pretend it doesn’t because you think your feelings aren’t valid, but they are.” He tilted his head, trying to meet your eyes that were still trained on the bedsheets below you.

“Where’d you learn that one?” You chuckled half-heartedly.

“Rehab part 2” he smiled, hand coming to your jaw to tilt your head up. “C’mon, talk to me. I wanna help.”

You huffed, moving towards the opposite side of the bed where your phone laid. You opened it, finding your Instagram, and showing him the comments. His eyebrows furrowed as he scrolled through the comments. When he decided he’d had enough he put your phone down, grabbing your waist and lifting you onto his lap so you were essentially straddling him.

He leaned his forehead against your own, your noses touching. “That’s all bullshit, you know that, right?”

You looked down, biting your lip. “Y/N you’re the most amazing, most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, okay? I’m in love with you, not anyone else.” Pete’s eyes were searching yours, trying to figure out what was going on in your head.

“I know.” You sighed, “It’s just hard to be with you and not compare myself to her. And then all these people started to do it too, and they kept saying that you could do so much better and you can. So, I dunno I guess I just kind of spiraled.”

Pete captured your lips in a long, passionate kiss. “Y/N. There is literally no better than you. I can’t do better because you are the best woman I have ever loved. “

You pulled Pete in for another kiss. “Thank you, Pete. I love you.”

“I love you too. If this happens again, I want you to call me. I don’t care what I’m doing, I’d drop it all for you.” You smiled, sitting in the arms of the guy you loved. The thoughts didn’t just magically go away, but for a brief moment in time, you were happy.

#pete davidson #pete davidson imagine #pete davidson x reader #pete davidson angst #pete davidson fluff

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krabstick32 · 3 years

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Girl Code

Pairing: Giyuu x Reader

Synopsis: Having crushes are hard. Especially when your best friend and the person you like seem to be hitting it off.

Tags/warnings: very very very light angst, mostly fluff uwu

a/n: first of all, happy new year! school got reaaaal busy, so whew! it’s been a while! not gonna lie, I really missed writing stuff! I got a few days worth of break, so hopefully I get to finish a few backlogged reqs. (I think I only have two left, but to those two, I sincerely apologize for the wait! I’m planning to write them as headcanons to get them out faster, so I hope you don’t mind!)

to @aliaisreal, thank you so much for requesting and being so patient with me 🥺 i apologize in advance if it’s not very good :(( it’s not my best work, but I hope you still enjoy it and that it’s somehow worth the wait^^

Link to the ask: Request by @aliaisreal

As the Insect Pillar, and the successor of the Butterfly Estate, Shinobu Kocho was one busy woman. She has a lot of responsibilities on her plate such as slaying demons, concocting medicine, and the like, so it was safe to say that she had no time to babysit anyone but—

“Shinobu!” The door bursts open and one of her… self-appointed responsibilities come prancing right through the threshold. “How about we go out to the village and have some lunch, hmm? My treat!”

Even if her skin felt like it almost flew off in shock, her smile stayed the same as she arranged the papers she intentionally threw around her desk when you came barging through the door. It wasn’t like you immediately coming in shocked her or anything. No, not at all. “Hello to you too, (F/N). Not that I particularly mind, but why so sudden?”

At that, your cheeks turn an adorable shade of red. In your excitement to invite her out to eat, you forgot to greet her first. “Ah, hello. But, back to the topic of lunch!”

Shinobu didn’t really change the topic, but she waved a hand as an indication for you to continue.

“Well, you seem stressed lately. I was hoping to treat you out y’know? And then you could rant and tell me all about it—only if you want to of course, no pressure at all!”

She sighed. For the past few days, Shinobu was starting to get a little frustrated with the current medicine she was trying to make work. On top of that, she needed to handle so many other things, and do missions, check in on patients, cook—well, it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, but it was starting to get on her nerves.

It was no surprise that you were starting to notice because even if you seemed a little too enthusiastic at times, you were still her best friend and a pillar at that—you wouldn’t be here without being exceptionally skilled and observant. Overenthusiasm aside, she—and everybody else included—knew you meant well.

“I don’t know,” She hums, excited to see how you’ll react. “Are you done with your portion of the work? You looked a little distracted earlier, what with Tomioka-san—“

With the mention of the water pillar’s name, your sweet closed eyed smile turned sour as you immediately placed your hands on her mouth to stop her from continuing that sentence. “Y-Yeah! Yeah, I’m done! You know I don’t slack off. All the patients are fine and I've stitched up the few whose wounds opened.”

She was just teasing. Shinobu was well aware of your skill and work ethic, and while Shinobu was gifted in medicine, particularly pharmaceuticals, you had an uncanny knack for cutting people apart, and stitching them back up again. You were as skilled with a scalpel as you were with a sword.

“I’m just teasing (F/N)-chan.” The Insect Pillar replied, and couldn’t help but want to push more of your buttons as your face seemed to relax at the thought that she wouldn’t mention a particular someone. “But are you sure you’d rather invite me? I’m sure you’d rather ask Tomio—“

If your face was pink before, you were absolutely glowing right now as you put back your hand on top of her mouth. “Shinobu! You know I...you know I don’t like him like that! Besides, I am positive he likes someone else.”

She shrugs your hands off—which were slightly clammy, ew— as she shows you a devilish smile that has you sweating more. “Lie all you’d like, but I don’t think that’s something someone who ‘doesn’t like him like that’ would say, don’t you think?”

Ah, teasing was fun, but teasing you and tomioka were one of the few pleasures in life she made sure to enjoy.

“...Stop teasing me or I will eat without you.”

“Okay, okay, let’s go to that ramen shop in the village.”

Everyone didn’t give the great Inosuke-sama enough credit!

He was raised by boars, grew up in the wild, and treated the mountains like his home. Insouke may have lacked skill in what society normally taught, like proper etiquette, and reading, but the wild was a great teacher on its own, and taught him things he wouldn’t have learned in the company of other humans.

Spending his entire life out in the wild, Inosuke was able to learn how to heighten his senses, particularly his sense of touch, and how to observe. He may have been clueless in the socially acceptable ways to voice out what he sees, what he feels, but Inosuke is perceptive, and that’s what people normally wouldn’t associate with someone who was as stubborn as a rock, and as brash as a beast.

Inosuke—and Kentaro, Nezuko, and Monitsu for that matter—usually spent their time at the butterfly estate. The three of them—mostly Tontaro, really—helped the girls. Cooking, laundry, cleaning, lifting heavy things, were simple chores that they did, and afterwards, Inosuke would often find himself looking for you and Shinobu.

He always felt this...fuwa-fuwa feeling around the two of you, and he thought both of you were like that Gengoro, his sister, and reluctantly Chuitsu.

There was a day where Shinobu was out on a mission, leaving you partially in charge of the butterfly estate, and spending some time with Inosuke. Personally, you found Inosuke to be interesting due to his origins, and overall, he was fun to be around with. Surprisingly, both of you really complimented each other despite being both huge balls of energy and enthusiasm.

That day, you and him were having a little spar by one of the yards around the estate. To an outsider, it was absolutely funny seeing him, who had a more built body compared to your lithe frame, getting thrown off and beaten to a pulp with a wooden stick. If Shuitzu were here to see the spar, he would be laughing his ass off in that pissy, slightly disgusting high-pitched tone at the many times Inosuke was thrown down. Manchiro would probably observe though, and would probably encourage him that he could beat you one day while helping him with his wounds.

Contrary to popular belief though, Inosuke was well aware he couldn’t beat you, at least not yet. Regardless of the way you looked, he could feel it in his skin that you were a formidable opponent who could easily break his bones if you wanted. Seeing your strength for himself was an opportunity he saw where he could get stronger, even if it did frustrate him a little. Or a lot.

“The great Inosuke demands a rematch! A rematch!”he demands, fussing against the ground as you lower your sword and stand up straight from your last breathing form.

“Ahaha, okay, okay! But I’m feeling a little tired…” you pause and place a hand on your chin with a thoughtful look. In a few seconds, you snap your fingers and turn back to him with a bright smile. “Ah! How about we take a break first? Then you could go back to handing me my butt?”

Inosuke knew you weren’t tired and that technically, you were the one handing him his ass. You weren’t heaving a lung out like he was, or sweating bullets. You were the picture of calm and collected, pristine like untouched snow, without a hair out of place.

Inosuke huffs and pushes himself off the ground. “Fine! Insouke-sama permits it!”

“Wonderful! Wait here.” You chirp and pad back into the butterfly estate, leaving Inosuke to unceremoniously plop back down to the ground.

A few minutes pass, and he feels his skin tingle—someone was here, but they didn’t seem to have any malicious intent. It would have felt different if there was.

He looks up from his spot on the ground and spots the hanhan baori guy, his face looking the same as it did the past few times Inosuke saw it. The odd guy was just passing through the gate when Inosuke pushed himself off the floor, wooden sword pointed between Pochioka’s eyes.

“Hanhan Bao—!”

Before Inosuke would have finished his proclamation to fight, you were back standing at the engawa with a tray of sliced fruit, and bamboo cups filled with cool water. “Inosuke? What’s wro—Giyuu! What brings you here?”

Huh. That was odd.

“(F/N)-san.” Inosuke goes uncharacteristically quiet as his eyes darted between the two of you.

It was completely unmistakable. Hanhan Baori’s mouth moved when you arrived. Inosuke honestly thought Dohioka was a magic statue before this day.

You turn to Inosuke and place the tray in a safe spot. “Here, eat first. I’ll just ask what Giyuu needs, and we can spar right after, ‘kay?”

“‘Kay.”

At his response, you give him a warm smile and pat his head (there was that darned fuwa-fuwa feeling again!). He watches as you and Tapioka move a few meters away, settling underneath the shade of a tree to talk, a bit too far away for him to hear.

He doesn’t think he needs to though, because your body language said it all.

Your face was a little flushed, your smile looked even sweeter. Hanhan baori’s mouth was curling upwards in a smile, and his eyes looked fond. A suspicious combination for someone who he previously thought was a statue up until now. But he digresses. He’s never seen you look so...like this. You smiling wasn’t much of a surprise, but with Pachinko around...it was different, and Tochioka seemed more open to boot. There wasn’t much of a doubt in his mind. There was something between you two. He just couldn’t put a name on it—but there was something. Maybe he should ask Monjiro about it.

He munches on the fruit thoughtfully, watching you smile softly—softer than he’s ever seen—as you seem to answer a question Torioka asked you.

Yep, definitely something up between you and Tomioka.

Maybe he should extend his help. After all, the great Inosuke-sama was the kind ruler of the mountains. Pushing you two along would be a piece of cake.

Shinobu catches you pouting by the window in your joint office. It was adorable, considering how your cheeks were puffed, and your eyebrows were furrowed, but with your personality? Sulking wasn’t like you. “Care to tell me what’s wrong?”

Surprised, you jump and turn to find the Insect Pillar with her ever present smile painted on her face. It seems softer though, kinder. “Huh? No, nothing’s wrong!” You disagree, pushing yourself off the chair and tidying up the papers scattered on your desk.

She watches you with a small knowing smile on her face. “What, didn’t see Tomioka-san today?”

You paused for a moment, imperceptible to any outsider, but to Shinobu, who has spent so much time around you, that momentary lapse in movement was enough of an indicator. “...No.”

Hit the nail right on the head!

“You are a terrible liar (F/N)-chan. I thought the two of you were getting along? Should I go put poison in his tea?”

At her suggestion, you turn back as your skin pales. It was largely concerning how easily Shinobu could do that. “What? No! He did nothing, I swear it!”

“Awfully defensive,” The Insect Pillar snickers, before taking a seat on her chair and turning to you. With you pouting at her, Shinobu is reminded of how fun it was to tease you.

“Shinobu-chan.”

“Teasing.” She raises her hands in a move to placate you. Well, annoying you was fun and all, but she was concerned for you, more so than wanting to piss you off. “Anyway—jokes aside, you know i’m always here for you, right?”

You knew that. She was always willing to listen to your problems, but you couldn’t exactly tell her that you’re trying to distance yourself from Giyuu because he liked her.

Truth be told, you were getting along with Giyuu, so much so that you’ve started to like him as more than a friend. But, you cared for Shinobu and you wanted her to be happy. She and Giyuu made more sense than you and him.

“...Yes.”

“And that I love you like a sister, right?”

Despite all the teasing, you knew Shinobu really cared for you. She may like to push your buttons, but oddly enough, it reminded you of one of your siblings, so you didn’t mind. Just like your relative, you knew they did it because they wanted to distract you from your problems. An odd way of doing it, but they really would have gotten along.

“Yeah.”

“And that I can easily kill a man and hide his body?”

“Shinobu-chan!”

She laughs, the sound very similar to bells, and you can’t help the bitter thought that maybe Giyuu liked someone with a mellow voice like hers. “Kidding! Kidding! Well, kind of on that last one.”

You pout, and she brushes off her statement with a near irresistible bribe. “Alright, how about we go get some food? My treat.”

Awfully tempting. But there was still one more concern in your head.

“No poison?”

“Have more faith in my, (F/N)-chan!” Giggling, Shinobu slides the door open, and beckons you over. “Now, let’s go—I’m sure you’re hungry!”

“You didn’t answer my question!” You say, trailing after her in mild worry, feelings momentarily forgotten as the thought of food replaces it.

It was any other early evening in the butterfly estate when the Water Pillar barged in through the doors, blood dripping from an open wound on his chest, with the oddest expression on his face.

Maybe what should have alarmed the butterfly girls were the deep scratch marks on his chest. Instead, it was the near half-crazed look on his face. Tomioka-san’s face never moved from it’s impassively cold stare, why was now any different?

“Where is she?” He rasps.

Aoi, who was standing at the entrance with Kiyo upon his arrival, was brought out of her shock. “Tomioka-sama, lie down. Kiyo will lead you to a room and I’ll get Shinobu-sama immediately to take care of your wounds.”

“No, where is she? Where’s (F/N)—”

From the end of the hall, you came down to see what all the huff was about. You were taking inventory of the supplies since it was a little slow today, but the ruckus urged you to go out and take a look.

“Giyuu? What’s going on he—ohmygods, Giyuu, are you alright?” Seeing Giyuu pale—well, paler than normal—and bleeding all over the floor was not what you expected though.

“(F/N)...” Seeing her alive and breathing eased Giyuu’s worries, so much so that he sags in relief. He would have dropped down the floor if it weren’t for your quick reflexes.

Lightly, he feels you press a hand to his head, wiping the sweat forming on his brow.

“Giyuu? Stay with me, we’re going to fix you right up, ‘kay?” There was no doubt in his head that you could. He’s been in much worse really. The blood loss just wasn’t doing him any favors.

Regardless, he shakes his head and just savors you being here, warm and alive.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“I thought you were dead.”

“Dead? Who, me? No, silly! I just sprained my ankle, so walking’s a little hard, but i’ll be fine!”

“I thought I was going to lose you...” He was starting to babble. The blood loss was starting to affect him more than he’d thought.

“Lose me? Don’t worry, I’m not going away any time soon.”

“Good…” Giyuu breathes out a sigh of relief. He liked the thought of you living for a long, long time. “I like you a lot.”

With that admission, his head slumps over your shoulder, and his body gets heavier, prompting you to nearly drop him with the weight of his sudden confession and his mass.

Aoi and Kiyo watches, shocked beyond words as your face continuously gets redder and redder. Whether it was from the exertion, or his words, well, everyone knew exactly what was causing you to look like a freshly plucked apple.

“H-Hah?! Wait, Giyuu? Giyuu!”

And that is the sight that greets Shinobu. She was back from a report to Oyakata-sama, so seeing you all red and flustered with a fully grown man who was bleeding all over her floor and who was about to fall over and kill you—with his weight, or with his words, Shinobu could easily guess which—was an especially unusual sight, but unfortunately, not really unexpected. And mildly infuriating.

“Tomioka-san, you total dunce! Get treated first! Ugh, (F/N)-chan, don’t let him fall, he’s losing blood!”

“Ow—“ Giyuu grunts, the bandage being wrapped around his torso a little too tight for his taste.

“Tomioka-san.” Shinobu starts, her hands continuously steady as she wraps the bandages with precision and efficiency around his chest. “I don’t think we’ve had a heart to heart chat about (F/N)-chan, don’t you think?”

After Giyuu’s surprise confession, you and Shinobu were able to drag him to a nearby room. He was passed out cold, and between you two, carrying a fully grown man would still be difficult, even if you’ve both had special pillar training.

He woke up a few minutes after you were done stitching the open gash at his stomach which caused his bloodloss (and slightly embarassing fainting spell). These unfortunate series of events have led him here, painfully being bandaged by none other than Shinobu. It wold have been nice if you were the one doing it, but Shinobu sent you to go look for more bandages with this sickly sweet look in her eyes—which you barely noticed in your worry. The worry was sweet, but now he knows Shinobu’s motives. Interrogstion.

Giyuu could do nothing else but nod, doing his damn best to not flinch, and keep still.

“You see, she really likes you, you know? I’ve never seen (F/N)-chan happier than she is when she’s with you. Honestly, I don’t know why she does, and what she sees in you but I like seeing her happy. You and I both know that she deserves it.”

Giyuu watches her wrap the bandages with practiced ease albeit with a little more force than necessary. Hearing Shinobu talk about you so fondly has him feeling grateful that you had someone who cared so deeply for you, and who was so willing to do anything to keep you happy. Even if the brunt of her attacks did fall on him, he could understand where she was coming from.

“She does,” Giyuu says, surprising Shinobu as she finds the softest, most fondest look she has ever seen on Giyuu’s immovable face. For a moment, Shinobu could see that he cared so much for you—as much, if not more than you cared for him—and she knew that he would never do anything to hurt you.

Unbelievable. She can’t believe he passed her test so easily.

She lets out a heavy sigh, turning back to the task at hand with a saccharine smile ready on her face.

“All that said, If you hurt any part of who I see as my beloved sister, I'll make sure to use my medical expertise to ensure you don’t get a chance to spread your genes—”

The door slides open with a nice loud clack, preventing Giyuu from hearing the rest of Shinobu’s sentence. Just as well too. He doesn’t think he’d want to hear the rest.

“Shinobu-chan! I’ve got more bandages for Giyuu!”

“Ah, thank you, (F/N)-chan!” The Insect Pillar smiles, taking one of the fresh bundles you offered, as you moved to the side of the room, arranging the medical supplies for easier access.

Shinobu leans down, under the guise of tying the gauze, as you flit around the room, spreading sunshine in your trails. None of you mention how you blatantly avoid eye contact with Giyuu. But it’s not like he’s initiating any either.

“I don’t think I need to continue my sentence.” She mumbles under her breath. “Do you understand?”

Giyuu winces as she tucks in another piece of bandage, grumbling in response. “Loud and clear.”

BONUS:

Later that night, Shinobu left the two of you alone in Giyuu’s hospital room to talk it out. It was a little awkward at first, but as the two of you melt the ice, your usual sunny personalty—ironic, as you were the Snow Pillar—takes over. Throughout the course of the evening, you take out his hand with his permission, and have the time of your life holding it. It was a little funny how stiff and unused he was being at hand holding, but you found that to be one of his unexpected charms. And it wasn’t like he was complaining. He actually found it adorable how small your hands were, and how it fit really well against his own.

“So you don’t like Shinobu?” You ask a little shyly, playing with the tips of his fingers.

Against your skin, you feel him shiver in disgust as he looks slighty disgusted by question. “Gods, no, never.”

“So you were serious about liking me? It wasn’t a joke?”

“I don’t think I’d joke about that in my final moments.”

You giggle, feeling a little silly for even questioning it. But really, you don’t think you could be blamed for it. “You have a point.”

The two of you stay in comfortable silence for a while. He watches you trace vague shapes against his palms and he’s never felt so at peace before, than he did at this moment. After a while though, a curious thought strikes him, and he can’t help but want to ask.

“...What made you think that?”

The tips of your ears stain pink before you look away and bring one hand to your cheek. “Well I thought you two liked each other, and it seemed like she suited you much better than I would.”

“I only ever liked you. I thought I was being obvious.”

As blunt as ever.

“Ahaha!” You laughed, getting flustered in spite of the warmth pooling into your chest. “Well, I guess not enough for me.” It’s not as if you were able to notice. You did think he liked Shinobu after all. “By the way, why did you think I was going to die?”

He look up at the ceiling. “One of Tanjirou’s friends...that boar kid told me you couldn’t walk, and that you couldn’t move.”

“Inosuke? Oh, that…that actually makes a lot of—a lot of s-sense!”

Giyuu watches you fondly as you laugh. In your defense, the thought of you spraining your ankle being blown out of proportion by none other than Inosuke was funnier than you ever expected.

“Don’t laugh.” Giyuu pouts. It was the most adorable thing you’ve seen. “By the way he said it, I really thought you weren’t going to live to see another day.”

You breather deeply, giggling a little as you look at him with mirth and happiness dancing in your eyes. “Okay, okay. I’ll explain it to him tomorrow. But I guess I should thank him. If you weren’t nearly half-dead on your feet, neither of us would have confessed.”

“Yeah. I‘ll go with you.”

“Cool! Cool...Um, Giyuu?”

“Yes?”

“Could you maybe… perhaps, say that again?”

“Say what, again?”

“That you like me?”

Giyuu chuckles, giving your hand a light squeeze. “I like you.”

He’d say it a million more times if he gets to see you smile like that again.

“Heehee, I like you too Giyuu!”

a/n: i got a little sick of rereading this so many times, so, apologies for any grammar/spelling mistakes!! i hope ya’ll liked it though uwu

also, are any of you playing genshin impact? man, that game saved my sanity, and at the same time caused more insanity....it’s fun.

if u guys wanna play, feel free to send me your uid’s! i’m at world level 6 so i can go into most worlds :^)

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Hi Hi!!!! So I've been following your account for a little while now and I love every single comedy bomb you drop on what you write so I was wondering....

How would the boys react to their S/O who is usually reserved when at the lair, doing a full 180 when at April's? Like they could be April's roommate or something?....

Like crackhead energy, dishing out memes and vines and literally having a duel with Casey about leftovers in the fridge?... Yeah I know it's very specific 💀

I don't know.....the idea just popped into my head but I lack the creativity and comedy skills for that...so I was wondering if you could do something with this?.....

It's totally fine, if not 😁😁

This is... 100% me. I love this and I'm gonna pour my soul into it. Also I have started mentally referring to these as comedy bombs and I refuse to stop.

Also, I hope you don't mind that I wrote these in oneshot form instead of bullet points. It just made more sense for my brain.

TMNT Oneshots

The boys with a partner whose reserved at the lair but an absolute crack gremlin at home 🤣

Donatello

Donnie may have been a man of science, all logic and facts and numbers and things. But he absolutely believed that everyone had three separate faces, you were direct proof of that theory. While the purple terrapin had known you for nearly a year you’d only started dating a month ago and it shocked him that he was still uncovering new things about you. He loved it, sure, but it had a tendency to give him figurative whiplash.

He’d always known you to be calm and collected, maybe even a bit shy. He swore you’d explode if more than one person tried to talk to you at the same time. So it wasn’t an over exaggeration for him to say that your behavior at home nearly made him break his neck.

He was only there to help April fix a bug in her laptop and to confirm your next date, he was excited to see you since you’d had no contact in person for a week because of your schedules. Just lots of phone calls and exchanged text messages. You both missed each other like crazy and your roommate had neglected to inform you that your boyfriend was coming over.

Hers was already there and he was driving you up the wall, you’d never actually thought about committing a murder but Casey was pushing you very close to the edge of snapping. And he might as well have crane-kicked you off your cliff of patience and into the rushing river of “you little fucking shit I’m gonna piss on your grave” below. You hadn’t even heard Donnie come in through the window much less his conversation with April over her computer.

All you knew was that Casey had come parading into your room like a tyrant eating the leftovers in the fridge that you had specifically put your name on. That did it. Your eyes had skimmed over the top of your textbook to meet the asshole in front of you.

“Casey?”

He couldn’t speak through the mouthful he was trying to chew and grunted in pathetic response.

“Is that my cheeseburger?”

You’d never seen a living person imitate a pug’s facial structure so well, the man’s eyes bugged out of his head and he tossed the takeout box on your desk before turning and bolting out of your room. You followed about two steps behind with a bottle of shampoo in your hand. No, you weren’t entirely sure where you’d grabbed it from, all you knew was that it was your weapon. And it quickly became a very messy problem when it missed your target (Casey’s head) and slammed into the wall, exploding on impact.

You didn’t think you’d thrown it that hard.

“April April help help help helpppppppppppppp-'' The two on the couch had looked up during the chase throughout the apartment, Donnie was mostly curious at what Casey was screaming about. Not a lot usually made the guy make that noise. He was then distracted by April grabbing the laptop and passing it to him, she then clambered over his legs to sit behind him.

“YOU UGLY ASS CROISSANT! FUCKING PANINI HEAD- IT HAD MY NAME ON IT YOU DAFT AVACADO!”

Your boyfriend almost went vertical upon watching you tackle Casey to the floor and knee him in the groin. You shook the terrified man under you and slammed him a little harder into the rug.

“Touch my shit again and I’m gonna make the beaches of Normandy look like a goddamn family vacation.”

Then you climbed off of him and stood, brushing your disheveled t-shirt off with a huff. Donnie caught your attention and you raised your head to grin excitedly at him.

“Hi Dove! April didn’t tell me you were coming over,” you practically skipped over to the couch to peck him on the cheek, “I missed ya, are we still on for Saturday?”

He nodded in complete shock, his gaze flitting from you to Casey, who was still wheezing on the floor and clutching his dick.

“Uhhh yeah! Yeah, yep, Still good for Saturday. Uhm, completely unrelated question, where the hell did you learn to grapple like that?”

You shrugged absentmindedly, already walking to the hall closet to grab cleaning supplies for the puddle of shampoo in the walkway.

“Just kinda picked it up I guess? I’ve watched you guys train enough.”

Leonardo

See, Leo had always known that you were hiding something from him. Be it your true personality or some deep dark secret. He wasn’t really in a rush to find out, you’d tell him when you were ready. The leader enjoyed your quiet disposition anyways, you gave good advice and liked to meditate with him, what more could he ask for? What more could he want?

Well, maybe if you got along better with his family, although he supposed that wasn’t your fault, you always had been a bit shy. Even six months into your relationship with him, Leo only hoped that you’d warm up to his brothers eventually. You seemed to do alright with Splinter, that was a plus for the situation. It wasn’t that you were mean or impolite to the others, you were just… avoidant. Distant, quiet, whatever word you wanted to use. You just didn’t seem comfortable at the lair.

He was excited that April had asked to host a game night though, maybe you’d come out of your shell (haha, see what I did there?) and socialize, even for a little bit. They’d all shown up a few minutes early to make sure April didn’t need help with anything, she’d assured them that everything was handled and made sure to inform Leo that you would be back shortly with Casey from your snack run. Mikey had joked that you’d ditched the get together to avoid them but they all knew it ran the possibility of not being a joke.

You unlocked the door and held it open so Casey could get inside without tripping himself before entering yourself and kicking your shoes off. Leo looked up to meet your eyes and you sent him a wild grin, your entire face lit up with amusement.

“Hi babes! Are you ready to get your ass kicked at Monopoly?”

All the poor turtle could do was nod.

“Good. I did grab drinks by the way, April there should be a mixer in the cooler bag, Donnie there’s some of that lemon lime stuff that you said you wanted to try, Mikey, orange crush as usual, Raph I tried to go for Dr. Pepper but they were out so I figured that root beer was a safe second. And Leo they had a new boba flavor that you haven’t had yet so I grabbed one. If you don’t like it then you can have mine, I just have the peach royal.”

Beverages were tossed and they were lucky that their surprise didn’t throw off their catching skills. You and April shared a quick word in the kitchen as you took your coat off and ran a hand through your hair.

After some arguments team captains were decided and Donnie nearly had a heart attack when you picked him instead of Leo or either of your friends. He even went so far as to point at himself to make sure you weren’t joking. You declared that while you loved your boyfriend his morals were too strong to be competitive, Donnie’s were not, he said so himself.

They were all surprised that you’d remembered that conversation.

It wasn’t until halfway through the game that things started getting heated, you and Mikey were nearly jumping across the table at each other. And it visibly took all of your strength to not burst out laughing when he started yelling.

"YOU KNOW WHAT? THIS IS CHEATING! YOU'RE CHEATING! GET ON TOP OF THE FRIDGE!"

April and Casey were snorting into their arms as you got to your feet and walked towards the kitchen, making a poor attempt at climbing the appliance.

"THIS HOUSE IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE!"

Raphael

Raph had always been under the impression that you were never really 100% yourself around him, he knew for a fact that you weren’t when you stayed over. He’d never seen someone so aggressively avoid someone, except himself of course. You were his partner of almost a year and it seemed like you were never going to let your true self shine. However you did seem to lighten up when you were alone with him, he supposed that was normal, but you may as well have been a pair of old earbuds that only work when you held them a certain way at the lair.

He honestly hadn’t expected that to change tonight, not given the text that Casey had sent him informing him of April’s recent breakup with whatever guy she’d been dating. So when he climbed in through the window and saw both you and Casey sitting on the floor in front of the bathroom he really didn’t think that the words out of your mouth would be-

“April you’ve got another twenty minutes of this then I’m ripping the door off the hinges!”

Casey shot you a look and you shrugged nonchalantly before getting to your feet and walking over to your confused boyfriend.

“Hey, sorry about this. Casey only texted you as a last resort if he needed someone to stop me from tearing the door off.”

Raph found that peculiar, “Uh, couldn’t he do it himself?”

The man in question looked up from his spot on the floor.

“Nah dude, they’re crazy. Last time I tried stopping them from doing something they nearly knocked my damn tooth out while screaming, and I quote, “If you put your hands on me I’m gonna fucking rip your face off” and quite frankly I don’t have the balls to test that.”

“No no dude, that’s valid. I wouldn’t either. Babe, why are you so-”

You raised an eyebrow at him over a glass of water, “Violent? I’m not Raph. These two just have little bitch feelings.”

He found it hard not to laugh at that and fifteen minutes later when you left his side to approach the door again it sent him reeling.

“This shit’s temporary April. You’ve got nice teeth and a fat ass, stuff your feelings down!”

Michelangelo

There would never be a time where Mikey wasn’t a prankster with you, it was just simply non-negotiable. You were cool with that and he was aware, he was also aware that no pranks were to be pulled at the lair. So he’d reign it in while you visited, just for a short while. But you’d never said anything about the apartment and Mikey was a creature of opportunity.

Unfortunately Leo talked him out of it and forced him not to pull anything while they visited. The leader was already on edge so when he walked in with the others following closely behind you were the first person to see him. Your eyes caught Mikey’s instantly and you might as well have been telepathic at that moment. But you took one look at Leo’s solid, angry face and seized your moment.

They weren’t at all ready for the scream.

“GET YOUR FUCKIN’ DOG BITCH!”

And they also weren’t ready for Mikey’s response of, “It don’t bite.”

And Leo was not ready for the pillow that got whipped at his face at incredibly high speed.

“YES IT DO-”

So when Leo finally realized that they were yelling at him his mood did not improve at all and in fact declined sharply into a pit of “oh fuck”. And that was how you ended up on Mikey’s shoulder getting dragged away from any sort of repercussion for your actions.

These got a little short near the end but I hope you like 'em and I hope I was able to capture what you had in mind! 😁

-Mars 🌠

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