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bitchimasnake-sss · 2 months

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i love reading your fics, they always give me 🦋🦋🦋 i love them so much, so, i want to make a request a angst-comfort where zoro and reader are dating but they got into a fight (*cough* zoro got jealous and starts to question reader's loyalty *cough*) but it ends happily because I don't want cry. n e way, continue writing stories, you write them so well... 😚

im so glad you like my work!! and thankyouu so much for sending in the request, let's get to itt <3

moss and towel ft. roronoa zoro!

set-up: in which, you and zoro have been dating for six months. but after one fight night and growing distances, he finds himself questioning everything you've built together.

warnings: (poor attempts at writing) angst, zoro acts like an idiot, profanities. yeah, that's about it.

the winds were cruel tonight and even crueler were you. atleast there was some comfort in the cold gusts, some reason in the way they played against the swordsman's skin and left behind selfish goosebumps. atleast, he could attempt to understand it with nami's weather charts or whatnot.

but you. how could he attempt to understand you?

his eyebrows bunched as he stared up, fixing his gaze against the twinkling points. groaning, he put his hand over his eyes. maybe in a way, sure, it was his fault. he was never good with words or those fancy poems or haikus. he was never the one to resort to affection. but how was he supposed to fix this?

the first mate of the ship rested a fraction of his bodyweight against the wooden railing of the crow's nest. the wind tousled his unkempt hair and running a hand through his moss-green locks, he vaguely tried to remember how long it had been since nami dragged him into the bathroom and gave him a haircut again.

probably too long. he concluded with a sigh as the soft tresses caressed the mid-point of the back of his neck.

he was supposed to meet his girlfriend here. that's what had been decided. just you, him and the infinitely infinite night sky. the swordsman had even decided to talk about his feelings 'neath the dark abyss of the sky (even if he hated the mere idea of that).

but it had been 30 minutes and there were no signs of you anywhere.

life had been hectic for the both of you lately, whether it was because of the constant run-ins with the marines, zoro having to accompany luffy to side-quests or some other shit the sea sprouted every once in a while. either ways, it meant that you and him saw less and less of each-other as each day passed him by.

resigning himself to a tired sigh, zoro decided to climb downwards. you were not gonna come, that much was sure.

as his heavy feet planted against the wooden floor, he took a second to collect his thoughts. he started walking the stairs to go under the deck, to the common space where most of the crew lounged at the end of the day. descending, he thought of all possible explainations. maybe you had been caught by someone else and forced to listen to one of their anecdotes, maybe nami had asked you to help with the log pose calculations of the last island, or maybe chopper wanted you to help him grind some fresh medicine.

maybe-

he stepped inside the common place with heavy footsteps and a heavier heart and immediately saw you. you, ever so beautiful with you soft smiles and your lame jokes. you with your flowing hair and unruly habits. you, that was currently laughing along to something that shit-cook was talking about.

he must have caught your gaze cause you immediately looked away from sanji and to your boyfriend, giving him a soft smile. but he left the room without returning that gesture and you found yourself on your feet, walking after him and confused.

you trailed after him, calling his name out sweetly till you reached his room and he shut the door before you could get in.

"hey!" you laughed playfully, twisting the handle with ease and stepping inside. you closed the door behind you and tucked your arms around your chest, sporting a lively pout.

but he seemed to have to reaction to your antics, instead, deciding to carefully lay his three swords on the bed behind him as if he was courting the swords and not you.

"what's up with you?" you raised an eyebrow at him, amused by the way the man sat at the edge of the bed with an annoyed huff. when he said nothing, you pressed again, this time a bit more direct, "why are you grumbling now?"

he's been like this for the past few days and now that he refused to elaborate, you found your patience slipping off of you like a thin overcoat, leaving you behind in your ugly, impatient skin.

today had been hard, like any other day. and for some reason or the other, instead of inviting you into his arms, this man had swore to make your life even more difficult.

"zorooo," groaning, you asked again, "can you stop being so dramatic?"

his head snapped up, eyes finding yours with wicked ease. his jaw was clenched tight, face red as if he was burning up, "i am being dramatic? me?"

"yeah? you're being so fucking weird." you sighed, "why?"

"i dunno, go ask that fucking cook maybe?" he grumbled.

if the exasperation on your face wasn't obvious until now, after that comment, it was surely on full display.

"what?" you hissed, "what is up with you and all these weird accusations?"

"as i said, i dunno. ask that fuckin' waiter instead, why don't you? i'm sure he'd have some answers lined up."

"why are you dragging sanji into this?"

"why are you defending him?" he stood up, his face mirroring your exasperation tenfold. he crossed his arms similarly to yours and the muscles shifted impatiently under his shirt.

you threw you hands upwards, "im not defending him! i am aski—"

"—yes you are defending him, don't even."

you were tired.

god knew you every inch of your muscles were alight with exhaustion, your head was pounding and if he wanted to fight you, you wouldn't even have it in you to fight back. these past few days had been enough on their own. so, you sighed, taking on a resigned tone, "i am so tired, zoro. can't we do it another day?"

"yeah, right." he grumbled again, his eyebrows bunching together in a characteristic manner, "everything needs to be pushed back with you, right?"

"what is that supposed to mean?" you were sure smoke was rising from the top of your head and your pupils were comically blown out, "i was tired and wanted to take some time off, so, i had sat down. and sanji found me to make some ideal chit-chat. god forbid i be tired for once-"

"i was waiting at the crow's nest for the past 30 minutes, where were you?"

"huh—" fuck. your eyes widened as the terrible realization set in. almost on instinct, your fingers reached out to touch him so as to makeup for the terrible deed you had committed. but your boyfriend pulled himself back, dodging your careful grasp before rasping out, "don't."

"zoro, i'm sorry! really, i genuinely cannot believe i forgot—"

"so, you forgot me over that fucking cook?"

"no!" you repeated, slower, "no, of course not. i was just tired and—"

"—and you decided to go off with him instead?" he scoffed, "i thought we were dating and yet, i think we've barely had any time to just spend together. every time it's someone or the other you have to rely on, not me."

"zoro..." you started carefully but he cut off you off, "don't zoro me. it's either nami or sanji or luffy or someone or the other. i wouldn't be surprised if you're fucking blondie behind my back too."

you stared at him, shocked. the wretched feeling gnawed at your insides till you looked at him in pure, utter disgust. the corners of your eyes burned up and you spat out, "don't fucking talk to me."

and you left the room, slamming the door shut behind you.

zoro stared at the place you were standing at and then slowly dragged his eyes at the door that you had slammed shut.

fuck.

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well into the night, when he finally had swallowed his pride and mentally beat himself enough, he walked out of his room.

his steps were slow, stride careful so to not panic the mostly sleeping crew. searching through the washroom and the kitchen, the supply closet and chopper's tiny, stashed-away office, he failed to find you. then, he stepped out onto the deck and in a clean sweep, found you at the port side. the wind blew ideally though your hair and you stood with your arms on the railing.

the swordsman silently walked up to you, choosing to stand beside you without saying much. and if he had hoped for you to start the conversation, he was in for a long, long night.

"hey" he finally started off.

"i think i told you to not talk to me."

your feet shifted and you balanced your bodyweight away from him and he pursed his lips. standing in silence, the sounds of waves crashing against the ship painted you both in a uncomfortable hues.

he tried again, "i- i am sorry, really."

"don't care, didn't ask."

roronoa zoro bit the inside of his cheek, savoring the taste of foul rejection in his mouth over and over. but he had never been the one to go out without a fight. hell, he was the king of hell.

"but i am sorry." he repeated and his calloused fingers inched closer to yours, a poor attempt to ghost his skimming touches over your hand. but you were quicker and you pulled your hands back to yourself and wrapped them around yourself.

he slowly withdrew his hand and his head hung low, "how long are you gonna be mad at me?"

"i don't know? probably till i want to."

"babe—"

"—don't babe me."

"i am sorry—"

"—to fuCKING HELL WITH YOUR SORRY!" your cool demeanor washed off and you bore daggers into his paper-like skin as you stared him down. your breath was laboured and you were sure your yells must have woken someone, if not the entire crew.

he stayed silent, ready to face the consequences of his actions. and although venom was a resident on your tongue, looking at his guilt-struck face, you were reduced to nothing but a dumbfounded, little girl.

whatever you had planned, whatever you had thought you'd call him, whatever accusations you had thrown you'd throw at him dissolved at the tip of your tongue. and instead, an ugly feeling stirred under your skin. the feeling sunk heavy in your chest and your stomach and your head and heart and every other crevice of you. bile crawled up your scratchy throat and the same waterworks made home on your lash line.

when you spoke, you were sure your voice sounded more like a desperate plea than a demand for apology.

"why? why did you say that? that was low."

he looked down at his feet, his fingers twiddling against the sword hilt of his wado ichimonji in an attempt to self-soothe, "i know it was wrong. i was just so angry."

"and that makes it okay for you to question my loyalty?" you sniffed, feeling the watery weight cascade down your cheeks.

"no!" he looked up, alarmed, "no! ofcourse it doesn't. i never was— i was just—" he paused, wincing, "—i was jealous of him."

"sanji?!"

he continued, agonized, "yes, the damn cook. and everyone else, i guess. you seemed to have time for everyone but me."

"zoro, why didn't you just say it out loud to me?" you whispered softly. inching closer to him, you rested your palm against his warm cheek. his growing stubble lightly tickled your skin. you hummed softly when he closed his eyes and leaned into your touch, pressing an easy kiss to your fingers. "because i- i just couldn't bring myself to. i'm sorry, i should have talked to you rather than being a prick, really."

"i am sorry too. i know we haven't spent any time for the past two weeks or so. i was so busy within myself that i didn't reach out to you." your fingers played gently against the scars on his face from years of training, "these past few days have been hard—"

"—they've been hell."

you laughed despite yourself, "yeah, i guess they've been hell."

his eyes swayed against yours in a guilt-ridden dance, "forgive me?"

you paused a beat, "do you trust me?"

his answer came more easily than breathing did, "more than i trust myself."

you hummed, "sure?"

and he just nodded. as moments passed you both by, he finally quipped up, "so, am i forgiven?"

"well..." you pondered for a second, "technically, i did fuck up too. so, yeah, you're forgiven." you glared at him, "just never say that kinda shit again."

he smiled and when he spoke, he offered a kind explaination, "i didn't actually mean you were fucking the cook. i just- just kinda said it."

"eh," you waved off his comment, "i don't wanna fuck blondes, anyways. to be honest, not really my type."

"huh?!" his eyes widened in play-pretend, "so his hair colour is holding you back?"

"i mean i'm more into idiots who grow slowly on me. like moss does on a wet towel."

roronoa zoro— bounty hunter, pirate, first mate to a terrifying crew, kind of hell, demon, whatever— looked appalled. "are you comparing me to moss?"

"i am comparing how you grew on me to the lowest form of moss that even grows on the stupidest surfaces."

"don't call yourself stupid, now."

you huffed and turned around, walking towards the stairways that led to the rooms, "i am gonna stop talking to you again!"

he laughed, taking in easy strides to walk after you, "just kidding. i promise. your moss, ever and forever more."

he met your pace, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. you gave him a wayward grin, "good."

he gave you one right back, "great."

"i'm tired."

"me too."

as you both disappeared back into your room, hand in hand, you made a comment about how much his hair grew and he responded with "like moss grows on a wet towel?". next morning you found yourself waking up to the swordsman's heavy snores and heavier body against you.

stupid moss-head.

a/n: i think i like how this turned out lol. hope it's okay @rkiveinmarvel and as always, thank you to anyone else who reads this <3

#one piece #opla #op #roronoa zoro #one piece zoro #zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #zoro fluff #one piece fluff #zoro fanfic #zoro imagine

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moonbyunniee · 2 years

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in sickness and in health (to love and to cherish)

description ➵ how the genshin characters take care of you when you've fallen sick

characters ➵ childe, albedo, venti, xiao

cw ➵ fluff

a/n ➵ i used a spinny wheel for the characters this time ehehe hope you enjoy! i'll also hopefully make something special for halloween!!🎃🎃 remember my asks box is always open for...literally anything you want to send, reqs or just spam lol - i love you all so much, take care of yourselves🤍🌷

childe - 达达利亚 ➵

tartaglia is definitely a family man who has all sorts of tricks up his sleeve for when you're feeling under the weather!

he will know that you're sick even before you realise it yourself

he gets teased for being so observant by you, i don't make the rules

despite you telling him that you're going to be completely fine, childe has never been one to listen

and he immediately ushers you into bed, pulling the covers up to your chin if you're cold, taking them off again if you're cold

"oh...i think you're running a fever, y/n my prince/princess..."

well if you weren't running a fever before you certainly are now because of that pet name

other than letting you rest in bed the whole time, childe will come over every now and then to check that you're doing okay

he'll make a lot of comfort food, and basically just any food that will make you feel better

if you tell him that you're fine and you don't need his help, he instead contents himself with sulking and moping around the house

poking his head around the corner of the bedroom door every few minutes

and asking if you're okay and if you need anything else

"y/n...do you want me to get anything from outside for you? maybe some nice food? or...or some heated and weighted blankets?"

albedo - 阿贝多 ➵

when he realises you're sick, albedo basically transforms into your personal nurse

he barely ever gets sick, since he's...well he's just built different and no you may not ask questions

albedo is not the type to fuss over people that much

with the exception of you, of course <3

"y/n, are you okay? do you want me to make something to eat for you? or do you want a blanket?"

albedo will also, of course, be sure to whip up some kind of special medicine for you

he’ll be by your side 24/7, and he’ll bring his work beside your bed so that he’s absolutely sure he’s always with you <3

he’s a little tiny bit overprotective sometimes, but it’s just in his nature to do things like writing up charts and graphs displaying your state of wellbeing

just so he knows that you’re feeling okay

he’ll sit by your bed at night or when you’re asleep, quietly reading

or, yk, quietly watching you breathe (this sounds lowkey stalkerish but like who wouldn’t want to be watched asleep by albedo)

he’ll also give you loads and loads of forehead kisses because he knows how much you love them

and he’ll refuse to leave you alone so much that he’ll climb into bed with you, snuggling you into him to “share body heat” because it’s “scientifically proven to make you feel better”

“hmmm…y/n, i think you’re doing better than you were before…but just to make sure, we should stay like this a bit longer…”

venti - 温迪 ➵

mondstadt’s favourite bard is always seen as a cheerful, friendly and easygoing person

but of course, he also has a protective and stubborn side

which comes out to play very rarely

one of these instances is when you get sick

he’ll make you stay in bed 24/7, coming into the room every few minutes to check in on you

he’ll also open a window and let in some refreshing breeze if it’s nice enough outside

“ahhhh…y/n, once you get better we’re gonna go for another adventure! the breeze feels so nice on my face…i could write a song about it, ehehe…”

venti will also attempt to make something to eat for you, since he’s heard around the streets of mondstadt time and time again that certain special recipes can be followed to make foods especially to cure sickness, like the flu, etc.

so he does follow these recipes…

…but they don’t turn out like what either of you expected

you’d better swallow it all down anyway, because he’s going to cry if you don’t

other than trying to be a good nurse for you, venti will grab his lyre and sit beside your bed all day

gently fingering the bright teal strings and humming along with them

he’ll also let you braid his hair since you’ve always wanted to <3

“c’mon y/n…hurry up and get better so we can go wind gliding again! ehehe…pretty please?”

xiao - 魈 ➵

xiao doesn't have time to get sick - he's always out battling demons and stuff like that

so when you get sick, it takes him some time to understand that he needs to take care of you in ways other than warding off evil spirits

he'll insist on staying by your side 24/7, but at the same time he needs to be out fighting literally every second as well

"y/n...i'm...i'm sorry i can't be here the whole time, but if you ever need me, just call out my name. adeptus xiao. i will be here when you call."

you don't call him at all, really, since you don't want to take him away from his important business...

...but either way, get used to xiao randomly appearing in your room every fifteen minutes or so, his eyes wide and alert as he scans the area, panic setting into his eyes until he finally finds you lying in bed, smiling at him with a slightly amused expression

when he comes back home every quarter hour or so, he'll spend the next five minutes by your side

even if he definitely has the blood of enemies all over him and is panting like crazy, he'll sit by your side, taking your hand tenderly in his and kissing your knuckles

whispering words of comfort into your ear and leaving gentle kisses everywhere

"if you need anything...just call me. i'm right here. always and forever, i'm right by your side, even if you can't see me."

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itspdameronthings · 2 months

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Benny the Rookie Pt.1

Summary: At long last! Finally finished it! Tale of Benny as a rookie cop. Story follows him visiting his young wife. Sweet moments followed by some smut. no minors!

Benny’s point of view:

Hard to believe that I'm a cop. Okay, I just graduated last month. Rookie? Haven't been one since I was a teen. Training wasn't that bad. Runnin and shit piece of cake! Shootin no problem. Codes? That was a bit of a problem. I got it down when I remembered how I used to study in the Army. Another plus? Get to see my wife.When I go to the hospital after dropping off a punk to be checked out. Hard to believe that Gracie Garcia is my wife. Took Pope a long time to accept us as a couple. Oh how he fought tooth and nail to keep us apart. Want to protect his baby sister. Have been in love with her since.. She was 18 yrs old. I was .. cough cough 24 at that time. Age is a fucking number. Now.. she is an ER nurse who gets to see her from time to time. Oh I love to see her in action. Love it even more when she patches me up. So gentle with me until…. She finds out how I got hurt.

Grace’s Point of view:

Slow night in the trenches. Boring! Nothing to do but to do is either do chart review, practice on stitches. Until I hear a family voice. Oh that sexy, southern drawl . Exting exam room 1 see my poor Benny! Arm bleeding! Rushed over,” Oh Benny! What happened? “ Look into my brown eyes. Taking a deep breath,” You are gonna kill me.” Oh I hate when he says that! Seems like every fucking time those words comes out of his mouth. Means two things. One he might need stitches,or two have to admit him. Hope option two doesn't come into play. His partner helps me to exam room 1. Moved my mess on the exam table. Meaning my laptop,and charts. Benny sits on the table trying to act like he is so mighty. Looked at his partner,” I know you don't know me very well. Gonna cut to the chase. If there is any lying

on how this injury happened? I'll make sure you get the most ruthless doctor to tend to you. Got it?” His partner nods,” understood. See we were chasing a suspect down an alley. Benny here climbs a wired fence. As he comes down. He scratched his arm. Now.. if you excuse me. Have a call to make.” Closed the door so no passerby can see what I'm doing. Stood between his legs while pulling down his shirt so I can see the injury. Not a bad scratch. Sadly he needs a tetanus shot. Oh how he hates them. Looking into his beautiful blue eyes as our foreheads touch,” Glad you are okay baby. Hate to see another gunshot wound on your perfect body. Since you are my last patient for the evening. We can get out of here. Go home so I can properly clean your boo boo.” Benny is lost in his own little world when he holds me close to him. Breathing in my special scent of lavender and gardenia body spray I have on. Kisses the tip of my nose,” Love that idea sweetheart. Glad we have the same day off. Have plans for us. Can't tell ya . Would be a surprise.” Love to know the plan is,but he forgot about the get together at Santi’s . Kiss his lips as I leave to get his shot,” Forgot about one thing. Dinner at..” Benny moans as he lays down,” Ya, forgot. Hope he behaves himself. “ Return moments later with the shot. Told him to sit up ,and wiggle his as I administered the shot. Placed a bandaid on the site,” All better handsome. Now.. if you excuse me. Need to change. Meet ya outside so I can give ya ride to the station to change.”

Both of us arrive home. Got take out. Too worn out to cook. Rather be in bed with my husband than cook.bodies hurt to no end. After a nice shower. Both of us got ready for bed. Wore one of his worn out tees. With a nice surprise underneath. Moments later after turning the light off from our master bath. Moonlight shines on his necklace. Dangles as he looks down at me. Love how his blue eyes sparkle with so much love. Nose touched. He leans forward,” Love you so much, rose blossom. Only person who can keep me from goin down the deep end. So beautiful. Need to kiss ya now.” That's what he did. Kiss nice and slow savoring each kiss like it was our last. Till sitting up long enough to remove his tee. Laying down again,” Make love to me Benny. Nice and slow.” Benny leans forward to kiss me again. Tongues danced followed by him holding my hands above my head. Mouth on my neck.Working his way south. Stops for a moment to shimmy off his boxers. Oh love his perfect body. So eagar for his long cock inside my body. Wait till I'm begging for it. Want it now! Continues on using his mouth to work on making me squirm. Lowers his hands as he pulls me up to his chest. He wants my legs around him while grinding our bodies together. Feels like I'm in heaven! Till I feel my back touching the softness of our sheets. Legs spreading apart till I feel what I'm in need for. Long , thick cock inside my body. Arched my back to enjoy the nervana of being taken care of. Slowly his body moves while kissing me. Want to take care of him like he is doing to me. Upon saying that. Tell me he is taking care of me. Continue this dance till feeling cum dripping down my legs. Benny collapsed on top of me. Rubbing his sweaty body. We remain like that till we fall asleep.

Benny’s Point of view:

I'm at peace. On cloud nine. Soft hands touchin my back. Slow circles she is drawin. So lucky to marry my angel. Dreading the dinner at Pope’s not ready for anymore of his shit! Thank goodness for his mama being there. Need to straighten the shithead out.

#triple frontier #garett hedlund #benny miller x r

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danganronpa-headcanons-imagines · 10 months

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Danganronpa Love Languages (DR1)

[ DR THH | SDR2 | DR V3 ]

Makoto Naegi - Gift Giving

Makoto kinda struggles with self confidence in relationships. He's always seen himself as plain and unremarkable so he often ponders what he really offers in your relationship. He's just kinda your basic boyfriend type in his eyes. On the other hand, you are so gorgeous and funny and talented and etc etc etc. Doing regular romantic gestures is great to him of course, and he does them all the time. But Makoto loves to specifically get you gifts that fit you perfectly. No matter the occassion he is always ready with a gift that will absolutely blow your mind. It's odd, it's almost like he has a chart of everything you like and dislike. Either way you are super grateful everytime and he earns a passionate kiss

Aoi Asahina - Quality Time

Aoi is a love bug and doesn't hesitate to show that. It doesn't matter if you guys are in public or not she is gonna fawn over you. Your hand will basically never be empty when you're together. The thing she looks forward to everyday is spending time with you doing anything and everything together. Donut dates, beach visits, rock climbing, watching movies, it's all great. She especially adores swimming with you! It's already her favorite activity, adding you into the mix is just the cherry on top. At the start Aoi loves to get competitive and hyperactive, racing and playing games. But near the end she loves to just float next to you calmly

Byakuya Togami - Gift Giving

Bruh we know Byakuya is a hardass, and unfortunately that doesn't change in a relationship. He'll still be hard on you and kind of a prick, but to be honest you signed up for this. Despite how combative he can be, sometimes he'll drop his barriers and get more gentle and kinder with you. Starting to compliment and talk more affectionately, holding hands, stuff like that. PDA is still up for debate between you two, but on dates he's more open to it. One thing that does stay consistant no matter his mood is him getting you stuff. Byakuya has got the money, and likes to flaunt it. But he doesn't spend his money on just anyone, you have been deemed worthy of both his love and fortune. Half of the time it's just basic expensive things like jewelry and cars. But the other half is actually really well thought out presents that shock you at how much they fit you. Occasionally you'll even recognize an item you talked about months ago

Celestia Ludenberg - Gift Giving

This woman loves and dreams of living the good life, and for her partner she feels the same. In her eyes you deserve just as good of a life and the honor of ruling with her. Being a world class gambler, Celestia is not a stranger to gaining money and prized possessions. A lot of the money she wins from the betting tables she uses on your relationship. She likes to buy you the highest quality items on the market and take you on extravagent dates to wineries and restaurants. Nothing but the best milk tea and cakes for you. When it comes to betting items and possessions, Celestia gets more strategic. If nothing being offered interests her personally, she thinks about what would interest you instead and aims to win that. It's usually not things you've specifically asked for, but she knows you too well. So in the end you love them and get a lot of use out of them, so win win! Just make sure to give her nice gifts in return

Chihiro Fujisaki - Acts of Service

Chihiro is a ball of anxiety and no self esteem. He has a lot of identity issues and feels bad making you deal with that. He never intends to make it your problem but it gets hard dealing with a lot of troubles alone. Everytime you sit and listen to his problems he is so eternally grateful. In return he knows he can confidently help you with technology in any way you need. Chihiro can fix your tech, help you code, make new programs/apps to help you with certain tasks, whatever you desire. Even if it's something insignificant like a way to keep track of your screen time across devices, he'll find a way to make it easy. You should never feel embarrassed asking him for help, he is always happy to do so. Sometimes when you boot up your computer you'll even see Chihiro added something cute to your desktop like pixel chibis of you two holding hands, or just a sweet message

Hifumi Yamada - Words of Affirmation

Hifumi is odd with relationships. Being used to 2D girls he isn't familiar with real life interactions and romance. There aren't dialogue options and dating requirements in reality. So with you it was definitely foreign. You honestly had to teach him how to be... well, normal is an accurate word. Once he managed to become a bit more sane and grounded, Hifumi is actually capable of having engaging conversations with you. Debating about your favorite anime and manga is a favorite of his (he can get suuuuper heated). He also is just more open with his affection. He will constantly compliment you in his own unique way, and compare you to a lot of his 2D crushes. Sometimes he'll just straight up worship you for a day. Just roll with it and realise this is how he expresses his love

Junko Enoshima - Quality Time

Let's be real, no one thought Junko would ever love anything other than despair. She thought so too! But something about you was... different. You intrigued her in multiple ways, you weren't dull like Mukuro or wishywashy like Mikan. You were independent and intentionally toed the line of Hope and Despair, making Junko want to desperately drag you under. Now it couldn't really be classified as "Love" in a traditional sense. It was less of a romantic relationship and more of a ruler and concubine. She more enjoyed playing with you. But despite this she holds you in higher regard than anyone else, even more than her sister or Monaca. She likes to keep you by her (even resorting to chaining you up if needed). Junko is gonna bring Despair to the entire world, with you by her side

Kiyotaka Ishimaru - Words of Affirmation

Get ready, your ego is gonna go through the roof after dating this man. Kiyotaka absolutely adores you and shows it constantly. You aren't immune to his scolding and speeches, but that doesn't mean he isn't overwhelmingly positive. Whenever you do anything successfully like cooking eggs or making a basket, you can expect him loudly clapping and applauding you happily. Even if you don't do a good or job or straight up fail, he'll still be there reassuring you. He's just so proud of you! Having the motivation and drive to pursue what you want in life is inspiring to him and deserves praise in his eyes. Kiyo also has the unfortunate habit of bragging about you in public and putting you on the spot. If someone mentions a skill you're good at, you will instantly be volunteered to show how it's done (he means well, it's just the 'tism)

Kyoko Kirigiri - Words of Affirmation

Kyoko is a woman of little romantic words. Even in your relationship she doesn't say much, and can be quite distant as well, not being used to romantic gestures. Hell, it took awhile for her to fully process what was going on when you gave her flowers the first time. But as your relationship proceeded she softened up and became more open as well. Her words were still quite serious and pointed, often being longer monologues. But she isn't afraid to be vulnerable and tell you how she genuinely feels. When she is feeling especially affectionate, she likes to hold your hands, look you in the eyes, and say how much she deeply loves you. It isn't her intention, but everytime you turn into a blushing mess, making her let out a rare chuckle

Leon Kuwata - Physical Touch

Give him hugs please. Leon just adores holding you and kissing you, especially if you are shorter than him. Leaning over to kiss you on the forehead is always a treat. But don't you worry if you tower over him, this man will climb you like a tree to get some lovin'. In a less joking way, he genuinely just feels super comfortable with you. His days can be pretty rough with his temper towards certain people and his Ultimate identity problem, but the moment you wrap your arms around him, all his problems melt away. No more anger or frustration, just bliss and relaxation and lust. Yeah... wholesome cuddling is great, but you know what's better for this baseball star? Saucy touches and flirting! Always expect some cheeky squeezes when you're around Leon

Mondo Owada - Words of Affirmation

Being a manly manly man who has been taught to represent masculinity, Mondo is veeeeery inexperienced with relationships and can be a bit insensitive. But let's get this straight, he is NOT misogynistic/homophobic/transphobic in the slightest, Mondo don't roll like that. He don't give a shit what you are, he's gonna suck at romance anyways lol. He knows he can come off as very aggressive and sometimes loses his cool, and feels bad whenever he scares you. To make up for it, he likes to take time to lower his voice and talk to you softly. He'll explain his emotions and assure you it isn't your fault at all. He's just got a lot going on. In public he is much more hesitant to show affection due to his hardcore image. But when you guys are alone together he really softens up and becomes super mushy. I'm talking stupid pet names and saying how much he loves you

Mukuro Ikusaba - Acts of Service

Through and through, Mukuro is made to please. Both her military training and relationship with her sister has conditioned her into being accustomed to serving those she cares about. With you it's no different, no matter what is it you desire she will do without hesitation. She would even kill for you (this is not a joke, do not joke about this with her, there will be blood shed). It often gets to the point that you have to sit her down and have a serious conversation. It's hard for Mukuro to understand, she just loves you so much and wants you happy. Seeing you frown is so painful. If you manage to get through to her she will calm down a bit, but will still be at your beck and call

Sakura Ogami - Acts of Service

Sakura naturally is very protective of her loved ones, and once you started dating it became even more apparent. She is always around to protect you from any danger, even scaring off a bear once while you were on a walk. You'll never face any harm with her around. She also packs extra things for you in your bag. Extra water bottles, hand towels, tissues, etc. You never know when you'll need it, it's great to be prepared! Sakura is also decent at cooking but knows she isn't the best in the world. She mainly knows how to cook protein rich dishes and power foods, so she tends to cook on days you guys go to the gym. As a little bonus she always makes extra protein shakes for you in the morning, to keep you nice and strong and healthy

Sayaka Maizono - Quality Time

Being an idol is hard work. Long hours, stressful events, crazy fans, and the worst is the constant days away from her loved ones. It's already bad with family and friends, but with you it hurts even more. Especially if you have been dating for awhile it can get agonizing to be away for months at a time. Whenever she has time when she isn't performing or going on tour, she likes to spend as much of it with you as possible. Sayaka likes to go on walks with you and just talk for hours. She loves the sound of your voice! Hell it's also so much fun teaching you her choreo (if you can't dance she WILL laugh). But when she is gone for a long time, she makes up for the physical absence by doing video calls with you. Sayaka makes it a routine to call you and ask about your day, making sure you spare no details

Toko Fukawa - Quality Time

Dear lord give her time. Years of bullying and just traumatic issues has worn her down in many ways, and due to this she is not good at romance. Combative, accusatory, paranoid, it's an ordeal dating Toko. Throughout the first few months she is gonna be on full guard and you're gonna need a chisel. After giving it sometime, she will be opened up way more. There will be more genuine smiles and moments with her, hell she'll even be able to handle cuddling with you without having a full blown panic attack (she'll still be hyperventilating at the end tho). It's all new to her and can be hit or miss depending on her attitude, but she really likes just spending time with you in some capacity. If Toko's in a good mood watching a movie or going on a dinner date is ideal. But if she is NOT feeling it, you can expect a more simple interaction with her mainly just in the same room as you. Her go to is reading while sitting next to you. It's simple and not nerve-wracking

Genocider Syo - Physical Touch

Unlike her other half Toko, Genocider is waaaaaaay more bold and kinky. I ain't gonna sugarcoat it, she is gonna ravage you whenever possible. It doesn't matter your gender or body type, she is READY at all times. Constant public groping and french kissing galore, don't even get me started on what you do in private. Stares from others doesn't faze her, honestly she tends to threaten anyone who shows judgement. Oh and by the way, if you let her cut you a bit during intimate times? You are officially her one and only. It's much rarer to get her feeling more mushy and soft, but she can manage to do the occasional romantic gesture (this mainly boils down to buying you weapons or offering to kill your enemies, but hey it's the thought that counts)

Yasuhiro Hagakure - Physical Touch

Bruh this man needs you for comfort. He's already pretty paranoid so it isn't like it's a surprise. Being surrounded by so many drastic personalties throws him off, and that's not even taking into account his fortune telling abilities (no matter how hit or miss they are). So when he sees you, you can expect him to either collapse into your arms or instantly envelope you in a deep hug. Something about your presence just calms his mind. So get used to casual PDA, Yasuhiro isn't afraid to openly hold your hand or kiss you in front of others. To be completely honest he's shocked he bagged a 10 like you! It doesn't help that most don't believe him when he talks about your relationship. So anytime he can prove to the world you're HIS partner, he's gonna show off

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Taking Care of Business (Chapter Thirty-Seven)

Summary: The Mandalorians, led by Bo-Katan and (Y/N), come to the aid of Nevarro and take on Pirate King Gorian Shard’s forces.

Pairing: Din Djarin X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings/Disclaimers: None

A/N: I honestly love writing sky battles, and I’m always game for writing more Bad-Ass Alor’ad scenes lol thank you for reading, I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter Thirty-Seven The Pirates (Previous Chapter)

Tugging her fingerless gloves on and double-checking that R5-D4 was secured into the droid port, (Y/N) glanced over at Grogu seated beside her on the edge of the starfighter’s cockpit and arched an unsurprised brow. “I take it your dad wasn’t able to convince you to stay behind, huh?”

Grogu cooed and continued eating his breakfast of bantha jerky while the Mandalorian fighters gathered in front of the Gauntlet; a moment later, Din and Bo-Katan emerged from the cave and Din crossed behind the group to lean against the starfighter while Bo-Katan stood beside the extended gangplank. “This is a Kom’rk Class fighter transport. I’ll use this to drop you in and you will operate as a tight military unit; Captain (Y/L/N) and myself will reinforce from above. If everyone acts as they should, we can use the element of surprise and defeat an enemy that outnumbers us.” The Nite Owl surveyed the group assembled before her. “If everyone’s ready, then we’ll leave for Nevarro at once.”

The Mandalorians that were joining their mission said their goodbyes to the covert members staying behind and filtered onto the Gauntlet, and Clan Mudhorn climbed into the starfighter and charted their course to Nevarro. “Are you guys sure you don’t wanna sit this one out?” (Y/N) asked as she hovered her hand over the edge of the windshield. “It’s gonna get a little dicey up there.”

“And we’ll be right with you when it does, alor’ad.” Din reached up and slid the windshield closed before guiding her hands onto the controls and placing his hands on her waist. “This is the Way.”

(Y/N) smiled to herself as she switched the engines on and piloted the starfighter up into the clear blue sky, spotting the Gauntlet following after them and switching the communication radio on. “Okay, Bo, I’ve sent over the coordinates.”

“Copy that, Captain. I’ll see you in hyperspace.” The ships flew through the planet’s upper atmosphere and entered hyperspace the moment they reached the darkness of space; while the bright blue lights swirled around both ships, a hologram of the battle plan was beamed into their cockpit from the Gauntlet. “Pirate King Gorian Shard is captaining a Cumulus Class Corsair carrying a complement of snubfighters. It has aerial bombardment capabilities. The N-1 will distract the Corsair and her snubfighters as we drop in to liberate the planet below.” Bo-Katan’s voice was clear and assured as she briefed their fighters, and (Y/N) could easily imagine her leading Mandalore in its prime. “Nevarro is an independent planet and no longer under remnant Imperial or New Republic protection, but it’s that very independence that makes it appealing for you to settle. You lived there once, hiding in the sewers. But now, you can be heroes.”

Taking a deep breath, (Y/N) squared her shoulders and guided the starfighter out of hyperspace, piloting down through the upper atmosphere of Nevarro as the corner of her curved upwards into a self-assured smirk. “This is where the fun begins.” She pushed down on the controls and the starfighter shot forward, speeding through the sky as she steered them towards Gorian Shard’s Corsair hovering above the bombed-out city; she fired on the starship and spun the starfighter around for another pass. “If that didn’t scug ‘em off, then this definitely will.” She navigated the starfighter under the Corsair and fired on the starship’s gunwales; several of the gunwales were destroyed in a fiery explosion and as she moved in for another pass, three snubfighters launched into the air after her. “That seemed to do it!”

“Bold of you to return, Captain (Y/L/N).”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes at Vane’s threatening tone. “What can I say? I’m a bold woman.” She jammed the communication radio’s signal to the pirates’ snubfighters and swerved out of the way of their blaster fire. “You two might wanna hold on tight from here on out.”

Grogu giggled in delight when she flipped the starfighter over to dodge another round of blaster fire while Din’s gloved hands tightened on her waist. “Maybe we can convince Peli to install a seismic charge launcher on the N-1 the next time we’re in Mos Eisley. That is, if an ex-smuggler can handle a bounty hunter’s weapon.”

“Oh, you’ll find that ex-smugglers can handle anything that’s thrown their way,” (Y/N) replied with a growing smirk at their usual teasing. “Unlike hot-head bounty hunters with something to prove.”

Before Din could respond, their friend’s familiar voice came through the starfighter’s communication radio. “Thanks for your help, you two.”

“We decided to take you up on your offer for a tract of land.”

“Be careful, my friends. They’ve got you outnumbered ten to one.”

(Y/N) increased their speed and at the very last second, she swerved to the side and triumphantly smiled when the snubfighter chasing them and the snubfighter charging towards them flew into one another and exploded in a fiery crash. “I like those odds.”

Greef chuckled at that. “I bet you do.”

Dodging the blaster fire coming from the Corsair, (Y/N) breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the starship flying away from the city. “The Corsair’s on me, Bo. Coast is clear.”

While the starfighter distracted the Corsair and its multitude of snubfighters, the Gauntlet hovered over the city and dropped their squadron of Mandalorian fighters before flying away. “Their launch was successful,” Din announced as he looked out the windshield. “Time to really scug these pirates off.”

“My pleasure.” (Y/N) wrenched the controls to the side and steered the starfighter into a tight corkscrew spin, deftly avoiding the snubfighter’s blaster fire and maneuvering out of the spin to fly over the Corsair and shoot down an oncoming snubfighter. Her grip tightened on the starfighter’s controls as she led their enemies over Nevarro’s lava flats and away from the city, smiling to herself when each and every snubfighter joined the pursuit. “That seemed to do the trick.”

“Captain, what’s your position?”

“We’re over the flats with snubfighters in pursuit,” (Y/N) replied and flew the starfighter through the rocky outcroppings with ease. “You’re clear to start your run.”

“You should ease up on the accelerator, make ‘em think that they actually have a shot at taking us down.”

She gave Din a playful look over her shoulder as she sharply turned a corner. “Are you back-seat flying, Din Djarin? Because I have a zero-tolerance policy that forbids back-seat flying from Mandalorians who have a history of crash-landing onto several planets.”

“Mir’sheb.” Her husband’s chuckles were interrupted by Grogu’s urgent squeal and he swore under his breath. “They’re peeling off. They know we’re the diversion.”

Biting her lip, (Y/N) wrenched the controls upwards and shot out of the canyon as she called into the communication radio, “Bo, you’re about to have five snubfighters on your tail. I’m on my way to back you up.”

“Copy that, Captain.”

The starfighter raced through the sky towards the Corsair and when she saw the five snubfighters pursuing the Gauntlet, she steered them into a nosedive and checked to make sure that the child was being held by Din before flying straight up; she shot down a snubfighter and sped straight through their formation, scattering the remaining four ships and shooting down a second and a third on her descent. As the ship’s remains crashed into the Corsair and destroyed one of its engines, Grogu giggled in delight and Din murmured more words of affirmation while the Gauntlet shot down another snubfighter, leaving Vane’s ship as the last one standing; (Y/N) broke out into a triumphant smile when the pirate’s ship suddenly turned and flew away from the fight, but her triumph was short-lived when she saw the Corsair being steered above the city and its gunwales began firing on the buildings below.

“He’s targeting the townspeople!”

“We’ve gotta take him down,” (Y/N) replied, looping the starfighter around and racing towards the attacking Corsair. “Focus fire on their last engine!”

With (Y/N) approaching from the bow of the Corsair and Bo-Katan approaching from the stern, they both fired on the starship’s last operational engine and sped away as it burst into flames and slowly crashed onto the planet’s surface in an impressive explosion. Exhausted, (Y/N) flopped back against Din’s chest and switched the controls over to R5 before closing her eyes, smiling tiredly when she heard Grogu’s enthusiastic babbling and felt the brief but loving caress of her husband’s lips on her temple. I don’t remember flying being this tiring during the Rebellion, she thought to herself as the starfighter began its descent, but it’s nice to know I’ve still got it.

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“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Greef Karga exclaimed over the cheers of the townspeople. The citizens of Nevarro and their Mandalorian saviors were gathered by the city’s ruined archway near the docked Gauntlet, while the members of Clan Mudhorn stayed towards the back with the starfighter; (Y/N) stood on the starfighter’s side panel while Din stood on the ground, one of his gloved hands resting on her calf while the other shaded Grogu’s face from the bright sun, and all three of them listened as the High Magistrate addressed the celebrating crowd. “To all of you, and especially to our fine Mandalorian liberators, to whom this planet is forever indebted.” Greef turned to look at the gathered Mandalorians and offered them a welcoming smile. “Mandalorians, I know that we have been on opposite sides in the past, but that is behind us. From this day forward, I, Magistrate Greef Karga-”

“High Magistrate, sir.”

The crowd laughed at the protocol droid’s correction and Greef chuckled good-naturedly. “High Magistrate Greef Karga, hereby cede all land from the western lava flats to Bulloch Canyon to the fine people of Mandalore. You may no longer have a home planet, but you do now have a home. Welcome!”

The citizens of Nevarro burst into applause and the assembled Mandalorians crossed their right arms over their chests, bowing their helmeted heads in a show of respect. “Well, I guess we should start unloading the Gauntlet’s cargo hold…”

When (Y/N) attempted to hop down from the starfighter’s side panel, her stiff legs gave way but thanks to Din’s quick reflexes, she landed neatly in her husband’s strong arms. “The rest of us will handle the cargo hold, alor’ad; you’ve more than earned your rest.”

“It’s hard to argue with that,” She chuckled, giving the beskar covering his cheek a kiss as he cautiously set her on her feet and gathering Grogu into her arms before allowing him to lead her over to the Gauntlet’s extended ramp.

Seated on a cargo box, (Y/N) scrolled through Greef Karga’s official holo-pad while the Mandalorians and the citizens of Nevarro began working to build a camp on the outskirts of the bombed-out city; she’d hoped that the High Magistrate’s resources would help her find any information on Kelleran Beq and his possible ties to Naboo, but her search proved to be fruitless and she was still reluctant to ask the child any more questions about his past, fearing that they’d only serve to re-traumatize him.

“No luck?”

(Y/N) sighed and set the holo-pad aside before looking over at Din, who was busy sorting through boxes of blaster cartridges beside her. “I don’t know why I’m expecting anything different. The Jedi were forced into hiding nearly thirty years ago, so it’s not as though they’d make themselves easy to find.”

Before Din could reply, Grogu’s curious coos drew their attention towards two Mandalorians making their way through the makeshift camp: the Armorer and – to (Y/N)’s stunned surprise – a helmetless Bo-Katan Kryze. The Nite Owl looked uncomfortable under the heavy stares of her fellow Mandalorians, clutching her helmet to her side and doing her best to ignore the murmurs that followed them as they made their way towards (Y/N) and Din. Both Mandalorians stopped before them, and the Armorer loudly announced, “Bo-Katan Kryze is going off to bring other Mandalorians in exile to us, so that we may join together once again.”

“But she shows her face,” Paz pointed out, and the surrounding Mandalorians nodded in agreement and continued to talk amongst themselves.

The Armorer was unaffected by her covert’s reactions. “Bo-Katan walks both worlds, and she can bring all tribes together.” Shifting his weight, Paz looked over at Din and relaxed his shoulders when he gave him a single nod. “It is time to retake Mandalore.”

Din looked down at (Y/N) and once she gave him a subtle nod, he turned his attention back to the Mandalorians standing before them. “(Y/N) and I will accompany you on your quest to locate the exiled Mandalorians.” Despite the shocking turn of events and the mixture of emotions he was undoubtedly experiencing, Din’s modulated voice was clear and steady as he continued. “This is the Way.”

Bo-Katan offered them a thankful smile. “This is the Way.”

Grogu let out a series of babbles and coos, and (Y/N) found herself nodding in agreement. “You’re right, little guy: it’s certainly been one helluva day…”

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Mando’a Translations:

Alor’ad-Captain Mir’sheb-Smart-ass

A/N: I’m hoping that the next chapter will be ready by next week but we’re having some work done in the house, so I’m not sure how much writing I’ll be able to do but I’ll keep you posted! Thank you all so much for reading and commenting! Oh, and I’ve created a Spotify playlist of all my favorite music from the world of Star Wars, so if you’re interested in checking it out the link is down below!

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In the Heights (ft. Russell x Vinnie x Sunil)

Sunil, Vinnie, and Russell revisit some old memories in Russell's childhood treehouse.

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“Say, uh- your treehouse is so cool, Rusty! We should start hanging out here more,” a young Vinnie beamed at his friend seated across him.

“Trying to distract me with compliments so I forget to shout the important word? Not a chance!” Russell glared at Vinnie, before placing down his second-to-the-last card, “UNO!”

“Aw, man, I was looking forward to giving you the shame of having to pick up a few extra cards…” Vinnie said, dealing one of his cards as well.

And with that, Russell placed down his last one, “I win! Gimme the cards you have left so I can count the score.”

“Hnngg- fineee,” Vinnie did so, handing them over in defeat.

"So, I take that you two are done?" Sunil was sitting in the corner of the treehouse. He looked up from the child's magazine he was reading to look at his friends.

"Mhm. And even better, I win!" Russell cheered.

"Not fair!" Vinnie crossed his arms.

"Well, maybe you should have been a bit more strategic."

"How much strategy can I really use? If you want strategy, let's play something else."

"Okay, fine. Do you wanna play Monopoly next time then?"

"…N-nevermind. Let's stick to UNO…"

"Umm…" Sunil stepped between his two friends, "Hey! Uh, I was reading this magazine, and… I found an idea that might be really cool to try!"

"An idea? For what?" Vinnie asked, curiosity piqued.

"You know how we keep growing?"

"I mean, of course. It's a natural part of human life, where we grow and develop our minds and bodies as time goes on-"

"Okay, nerd, we get it," Vinnie interrupted Russell's little monologue.

"Hey! You say nerd as if it's an insult."

"Get to the cool idea, Sunil!!"

"Uh, w-well… Russell, is it okay if we write on the walls of your treehouse?"

"As long as it's easily washable, maybe."

"Would chalk work?"

"Sure."

"Alright! So, I was thinking… what if we marked our heights? And- let's say, every year, we can record how much taller we've gotten!"

"Sunil, that's a genius idea!" Vinnie exclaimed.

"Yeah, we could totally do that! Lemme just go back down to ask my dad for some chalk," Russell said, opening the door to exit the treehouse, and climbing down the ladder.

"Woah. You guys actually want to try the idea?"

"Why not? It sounds fun!" Vinnie said, "You're so smart Sunil, you know?"

Sunil blushed at the compliment, "I-I guess…"

"Found some!" Russell climbed back into the treehouse, a box of chalk in his hand.

"Let's start then!"

The three boys got to work, though not without a few obstacles.

"We'll mark our own spots with the same color as our hair!" Russell declared, bringing out a green chalk from the box, "Vinnie, you can go first. Alright, so, take off your shoes just for a bit, and stand right there… hey, no tiptoeing! There we go. And… done!"

Once all their heights were charted, they took to making observations.

"Hmm… I'd say generally, we're all the same height right now," Russell started, "And differences are minimal."

"So no teasing about who is shortest or tallest?" Sunil asked.

"Nah. Not yet, at least," Vinnie whispered to himself.

"Yet?!" Sunil cried out.

"Hey, you never know! Russell said it during his nerdy rant- we'll keep growing! And what if we don't grow the same amount? Then there's gonna be one of us who's shorter."

"Fair point, Vinnie," Russell said, putting one arm around each of his friends, "Though, I like to think that one day, we'll all grow big and tall!"

"Yeah!!!"

Several years later….

"Well. Introducing our relationship to Jerry went better than I thought!" Vinnie stretched his arms up above his head, feeling the cool breeze of the evening air hit his skin.

Russell and Sunil followed. The three of them found themselves in the backyard of Russell's childhood home.

"I'll say. I felt like I was gonna faint back there..!" Russell put a hand on his forehead, a bit dizzy…

Sunil knelt on the ground and took hold of Russell's back, pressing a little kiss to his cheek, "Russell, relax. It went well! And we're still here, together. We don't have to worry about it anymore."

Russell felt himself smile.

"Th-thank you…"

"Anytime, dearest."

"No, I mean. In general. For everything. And to both of you. Thanks for sticking with me."

"We're your boyfriends, Rusty! You think we wouldn't?" Vinnie bent down to join the hug.

Russell relished in the sensation. Vinnie and Sunil. Love. Warm, fuzzy, happiness…

"Hey, Russell?" Vinnie said, "Can I ask something?"

"Anything."

"The old treehouse… is it safe to go up there?"

"The treehouse?" Sunil asked, "It's been a long time since we've last been in there, don't you think? It might have been worn down by the elements, or…" Sunil shuddered, "…eugh, perhaps bugs have taken over."

"If what my dad said is true, he's been looking after the treehouse all these years. Even though, well, it's been forever since-“

"Good enough for me!" Vinnie said, already climbing up the ladder to the treehouse, "Come on!"

"I- Vinnie! WAIT! WAIT FOR US!"

Sunil and Russell followed right after.

"I know it is the fact that we grew, but it more so feels like this place shrunk…" Sunil said, crawling around the perimeter of the little treehouse. If he stood up at full height, he'd have to bend, which wasn't very comfortable. He'd rather much crawl, in such a case.

Russell and Vinnie were a bit luckier- while Vinnie had to duck a few headboards here and there, he could still walk and stand well enough. Russell could just walk normally like he does anywhere else.

"Your dad wasn't lying when he said he's been taking care of this place… The goddamn electricity still works!" Vinnie repeatedly flicked the light switch, watching as the bulb that hung by the ceiling switched between on and off, on and off, on and-

Russell grabbed Vinnie's hand and pulled it away from the switch, "Please don't do that."

"Okay okay! Sorry."

"Either way- I think my dad moved a lot of the things back into my room in the house-" Russell talked as he approached a toy box in the corner of the treehouse, opening its lid, "-though a few things are still here- Monopoly, surprisingly. And…"

"Oh hey, my UNO deck!" Vinnie reached into the box and grabbed the aforementioned card game. "I was wondering where it went! I knew it was probably somewhere in here."

"Well, that's one happy reunion. Hey, Sunil! Come on, there are a few things we can check out in this box, and- Sunil?"

Sunil was elsewhere- physically and mentally. He was seated in front of one of the walls of the tree house, reminiscing…

"Oh, right. Our little height chart," Russell approached Sunil. He took a seat next to him and leaned on his shoulder, "Been a while, huh?"

"Mhm…" Sunil hummed, "I'm surprised rainwater hasn't washed the chalk away. It looks so fresh and new."

"Like Dad said, he's been taking care of the place. Maybe he redrew over the old lines to keep them looking new?"

"That seems likely."

Vinnie, from behind the two of them, said, "Hey, idea- what if we recorded our heights right now?"

Sunil scoffed, "If you are willing to break the ceiling so I can stand properly? Then sure."

The three of them shared a laugh.

"I don't think it'd be a problem for itty-bitty Rusty over here." Vinnie chuckled.

"Hey! I grew, like, what? One foot? Two?" Russell retorted playfully, "Not that bad, right?"

Vinnie finally took a seat- just next to Russell, leaving Russell sandwich between the two.

"I don't think it matters. You're our Russell, and we like you just the way you are."

Sunil nodded in agreement, "Absolutely."

"Oh? Awww…"

Russell must have done something very good to deserve these two.

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Day 18: tree house

🎶 I must have done something gooooddd…. 🎶

Aaaaand yeah I think i'll start putting summaries for the fics now.

I intended this to be a platonic thing but whoops my hand slipped I wrote polyboys.

this fic is very specific to my humanizations, since Russell is shown to be the shortest one. not just out of the boys, but like- all of the main 7 lol.

#lps 2012 #fanfic #vinnie terrio #sunil nevla #russell ferguson

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melishade · 2 months

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Number 19?

This ask game

Based on this old ask I answered a while back: Head Canon (Camping Trip)/ Personal Life

Optimus remained seated quietly in his alt mode as the graduates of the 104th sat around the fire and talked amongst themselves late at night.

It was a simple idea. The 104th wanted to take a break and go on a proper camping trip for the night. Hanji had permitted it because they thought that it would be a good bonding experience. They had also recommended that Optimus go along with them, for both protection and team building as well. Even though many humans in the military had finally gotten used to the idea of Optimus being around them, Hanji thought the idea was a sweet one.

So the 104th and Optimus had traveled together to explore some of the unfamiliar territory outside the Walls. Even though they had set up a campsite at the shoreline of the island, they thought it would be interesting to see what else the island had to offer. When the sun began to set, they set up camp in a small forest that they had come across. They had set up their tents, the fire, and their food and water, and they merely talked amongst themselves.

The Prime thought that it was good for them too. Much change had happened in their lives in such a short amount of time. They deserved a moment or normalcy where they felt like they were in control.

Optimus grunted a little. He did feel cramped in his alt mode. He was sure he was driving around in his alt mode all day, following the humans. He needed a moment to stretch his legs. Optimus put himself in reverse and slowly drove backwards. He didn't have to drive that far. He had actually spotted a clearing not too far from their campsite and ended up going to there. When he reached the grassy field, he transformed into his bipedal mode and stretched his arms. As he stretched his joints, his gaze turned upwards towards the starry night sky.

The stars on this world were charted differently compared to Earth. When he was on Earth, he was able to memorize the stars and their constellations. He was able to use the knowledge of Earth knowledge and the map the Autobots had originally used to locate Cybertron from Earth. He was able to feel some comfort in the fact that even though Cybertron was so far from home, he still knew where it was. He knew how to get back to that world. But here...

Optimus stopped stretching before lying down on the grassy field. He rested his servos on his abdomen and stared at the stars. He tried mapping out the stars on this world and tried to figure out where Cybertron would be from this location, but he had little knowledge about this planet's location and the constellations on this world. Cybertron was alive and well again, but it was lost to him. It was out of his reach. But it wasn't too bad. He could still admire the beauty of the stars on this world.

"What are you doing out here?!" a voice called out. Optimus careened his helm to see the 104th approaching him.

"I wished to be in my bipedal mode, and I wished to gaze at the stars," Optimus explained to them, "You are more than welcome to join me, if you wish."

Optimus wasn't expecting too much as he gazed back up at the stars. He offered mainly out of common curtesy. He was certain they would go back to their routine and-!

"Mikasa, give me a boost," Eren requested as he tried to climb the Prime's shoulder to get onto his chest. Mikasa silently kneeled down and cupped her hands together. Eren stepped on the hands, and Mikasa pushed him upward, allowing Eren to reach the front of Optimus' shoulder. Eren then pulled himself upwards and sat down, swinging his legs along the edge.

"I'm gonna stick to the ground," Connie decided as he sat on the ground next to the Prime. Sasha sat across from Connie, leaning against the Prime's shoulder and placing her hands behind her head.

"Can I get some help up there?" Armin asked with an extended hand. Eren leaned down and took Armin's hand before pulling him upward to sit next to him.

"I...did not expect you to be so comfortable," Optimus confessed, now being hyperaware of the smaller creatures next to him.

"We've known you for a few months now," Jean retorted as Mikasa sat next to Optimus' helm, "At this point, us being around you is just second nature to us."

Jean decided to lie down on the grass instead of next to the Prime. "Besides, we know you're not going to hurt us."

Optimus was quite surprised at the show of confidence. "I appreciate your candor."

Armin turned his attention upwards towards the stars. "Optimus, what else is out there?"

Optimus glanced over at Armin as he continued. "You've mentioned before that there were other worlds besides ours and Cybertron, and the world where humanity is free. But...are there any others?"

Optimus turned his gaze towards the stars. "There are a multitude of worlds besides this one. The universe is a place of infinite possibilities. Each world has their own unique ecosystem. Some contain life, while others do not. For example, a world that is supposed to be similar to Earth called Mars. The planet functions more as a desert, containing nothing more than red sand and rock formations. Humans on Earth have questioned the ability of signs of life, as there is water on that world, but the ability for Mars to properly sustain organic life is still unknown to them."

"Why water?" Sasha asked, "Wouldn't it make sense for it to have fruits or game?"

"Water is an absolute necessity for organics, like energon is necessary for Cybertronians," Optimus explained, "Without it, your world would not be able to grow plants and trees, which in turn, provide food and resources for other animals to consume."

"So is there a planet made out of snow?" Jean genuinely meant that as a joke.

"Yes, actually," Optimus answered.

"I was kidding," Jean declared, earning a small chuckle.

"Those planets do exist," Optimus continued, "Some harbor snow, while others have consistent ice storms not sustainable for hosting any life."

"So were you actually on that type of world?" Eren asked.

"It was a planet the Autobots and I tried to avoid during our travels," Optimus explained.

"What was the craziest thing you've ever seen during your travels?" Sasha asked, "Like both world and animal wise."

Optimus couldn't help but smile a little bit as he explained to them a world of acid rain that would completely melt skin and erode armor. It kept them enamored and he couldn't help but continue explaining more about his travels. He enjoyed making them happy with his tales and adventures beyond this world.

Meanwhile, Eren couldn't help but feel jealous. He didn't want to be, but how could he not? As Optimus continued to tell his stories, the angrier he felt. Optimus' tales were a stark reminder of the fact that Optimus is the freest person that he's ever met in his entire life. He's seen so many worlds and has seen beyond the stars, yet he chooses to still help a tiny little island.

Eren looked back up at the stars. He hoped that he would see at least one of those worlds someday. It sounded like fun.

(Alright, this one is done. I've been asked 79, but the rest is free game.)

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“Jaune, if you space out again, I'm gonna hit you with a wooden stick~!”

Jaune blinks as he looks at Ruby, who is regarding him with an impish smile. Instead of an answer, he reaches for his scroll and connects to the team’s comm system. “Everyone, this is Jaune speaking,” he says, hearing his voice echo through ruby’s device. “Ruby finally gave in to her bloodlust and threatened me with gross bodily harm.”

A look of horror passes over the young reaper’s face. “Jaune, what the fuck-” The brunette stands up from her desk.

“Unfortunately, Ruby has just decided to murder me,” Jaune keeps his voice purposefully deadpan as he stands up, rounding the desk to stay away from the scythe wielder. “She has become a veritable berserker, bile and spittle flying everywhere. The collateral damage is off the charts. Atlas will surely go bankrupt trying to repair this place.”

Ruby splutters inelegantly as she chases after him - it takes the silver-eyed warrior a few seconds to realize she can climb over the desk. And then she does that, dragging Jaune down on the floor in a tangle of limbs.

“What you heard just now was Ruby tearing my lungs out. I am in such an incredible, mind-shattering state of pain that it is nothing short of a miracle that I am still capable of speech.” Jaune drones on, occasionally twisting one way or another to prevent Ruby from snatching the scroll from his grip. “Ow, my spleen. Ouch, there go my femurs. Words cannot describe my pain.”

“Jaune cut that out!” Ruby reaches for his scroll again, only for Jaune to veer her hand away at the last moment.

“Ow, oof, ouch, my absolute bones.”

“Don’t listen to him; he’s talking absolute nonsense!” Ruby howls at the top of her lungs, hoping that whoever’s listening hears it - which, she soon realizes, means both their teams.

“That is all.” Jaune says one last line into the microphone before tossing it aside. “C’mere, you!” He digs her hands into Ruby’s sides, grinning when the brunette squeals with laughter. “Threaten to batter me, will you?”

“I’m s-s-sorry, I was j-just jo-kiiiing!” The reaper giggles helplessly under the assault, trying her best to wriggle out of Jaune’s grasp.

He lets out a grunt as Ruby manages to flip him on his back briefly, but a quick jab with his fingers in Ruby's side immediately turns her into a pile of wriggling limbs. As a huntress, the brunette might have Jaune beat in sheer physical strength, but it is made rather moot by how exceptionally ticklish she is.

It takes a few moments more of playful struggle before he has Ruby pinned to the ground. Again, he has no illusions of besting the more trained huntress in a physical struggle. It just means Ruby was enjoying the scuffle just as much as he was - otherwise, the reaper would have pushed her off already.

“Y’know, you gotta stop starting shit, ruby,” he mutters, a little out of breath.

“I know, Jaune, I’m sorry,” Ruby huffs in response, still regaining her breath - and looking not even slightly apologetic. “You just keep getting lost in your mind all the time!”

“It’s called ‘thinking’, craterface. Ever heard of it?” Jaune chuckles. “You should try it sometime. Might prevent you from getting tickled silly again.”

“Hey!” Ruby whines, mock pouting, but it’s obvious she’s not actually offended.

Jaune then realizes something – he’s still on top of Ruby.

She still hasn’t said anything about it.

This close-up, he becomes suddenly aware of how beautiful Ruby is - her eyes are as lively pools of silver, sparkling with mirth. It really isn’t helping with the crush he has on the reaper. Quite the opposite, in fact. It’s unreal how much I want to kiss you, Ruby.

“Well? What are you waiting for?”

Jaune almost turns to stone from sheer embarrassment. “Fuck, did I say that out loud?” he groans.

“Reckon you did, Vomit boy,” Ruby chuckles slightly, though her smile wanes a little. “Well?” She repeats, a hint of nervousness entering her features. “I’m right here.”

A small part of Jaune’s mind remains absolutely convinced this is some trick, a prank being played upon him. But the rest of him screams relentlessly to fucking go for it.

So he does just that, eagerly locking lips with the young huntress, and immediately finds out that Ruby’s response is just as enthusiastic - the Reaper is more than happy to wrap her arms and legs around him, groaning into his mouth as they kiss. Words cannot describe the feeling of Ruby’s lips against his, the press of warm, soft skin against his body, with a feeling of toned muscle beneath.

Neither of them have much experience where kissing is concerned, and it shows - luckily, they make up for it with lots of enthusiasm. Jaune presses himself against Ruby in an attempt to pull her closer, and the brunette eagerly tightens her embrace.

It’s better than he could have ever imagined.

Unfortunately, his body soon reminds her that she needs to breathe - he is not happy about this since it gets in the way of kissing Ruby, but he reluctantly breaks the kiss.

Ruby is panting, face flushed red as she looks up at Jaune - but the grin on her face cannot be mistaken for anything else. “You got no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that, my knight,” the Reaper mutters dreamily.

“Ain’t like you to hesitate to be honest, craterface,” Jaune replies, just as out of breath as Ruby. “You’ve always been straightforward to a fault. You know I would’ve heard you out… if nothing else.”

Ruby pulls a face. “This is… different, y’know? Like, super personal and stuff. Even I can get cold feet.”

“Yeah, I get that.” Jaune nods. “Don’t worry; I don’t hold it against you.” Ruby smiles gratefully at her as they lapse into silence - but it’s just as Jaune leans in for another kiss that they hear a ruckus on the other side of the door. “Oh, right,” he mutters. “Almost forgot about that.”

There was an animated argument going on outside the office, several voices attempting to drown each other out - until there’s a muffled thud and a yowl of pain.

“Shit,” Jaune curses, pulling himself upright. He crosses the office in a few swift steps, Ruby trailing after him.

The sight that greets her when she opens the door is… well, it’s not perfect, but also not as bad as it could have been – Wiess is curled up on the floor, howling with pain as she clutches her hands over her obviously-broken nose. Nora is curled up next to her; arms crossed over her stomach as she’s sucking wind. And Yang is being enthusiastically pacified by Penny - a polite way of saying the blonde brawler is getting the life throttled out of her.

“Please put her down, Penny,” Jaune sighs before hastily raising his voice. “ON THE FLOOR, PENNY, ON THE FLOOR.”

“Very well, Friend-Jaune,” Penny nods, unceremoniously dropping Yang like a sack of potatoes. “You have sorted out things with your girlfriend, I assume?”

Jaune goes red in the face. “Sh-she’s not-” her words die in her throat as she looks over at Ruby. “Uh, yeah. We did.” He mumbles before leaning closer to the brunette. “Hey,” he mutters quietly, “wanna be my girlfriend… and stuff?”

Ruby snorts with amusement but is quick to nod. “I’d love that, vomit boy.”

“You’ll probably want to call him by his name, friend-Ruby,” Penny comments blithely. “I’ll be leaving now if there’s nothing else. The corpsmen have been notified. Good day.”

Jaune can only blink dumbly as the walking, talking military asset who just prevented him from getting cockblocked departs before turning her attention to the three fools rolling around on the floor. He can guess why Yang and Nora were in such a state, but Wiess…

“Damn it, Wiess,” He sighs and rubs his face, before sitting her against the wall and leaning her forward. “You really gotta learn to say ‘no’ to your godamn teammate.” He sighs again and moves away her hands from the heiress’ face to inspect the damage before he looks at Ruby. “Get the first aid kit from the office, will you? I’m going to set it before the aura heals it crooked.”

“Sure thing.” Ruby nods, going back inside.

“Mr. Arc,” Jaune turns to see a wary Winter approach. “Care to explain what happened here?”

“Penny happened.”

“Ah.”

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blantantly stolen from the azur lane community, angrymadmoth wrote the original as an fem!ssk x Hornet fic on ao3 and you should check out her work as its all insanely good, I just wanted to see this crack written out as lancaster

#rwby fanfiction #rwby shitpost #lancaster #jaune x ruby #jaune arc #ruby rose

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film-in-my-soul · 7 months

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for the bingo chart!

stiles/derek - post nightmare

and/or

Jake/Bradley - epistolary

Gonna go with the first one :3

.⋆｡°✩ The nightmares are unavoidable, but that doesn't mean they have to linger. ✩°｡⋆.

Stiles wakes up, not with a lurch and gasp but with a snap of his eyes opening and a heavy weight across the entirety of his chest like he's bound to the bed by blood and dirt-stained gauze. Like he's still wrapped up, trapped in skin that doesn't feel like his own. His heart is thudding in his ears so hard that it's all he can hear, even over the harsh way his lungs fight for air. Still, Stiles doesn't move; he can't. Fear is holding him fast to the mattress, and he needs the minute it takes for his brain to catch up with the fact he's awake, really, truly awake and not trapped in the nogitsune's endless waking, before he can brace his palms beneath him and lift into an upright position.

Sucking down air as steadily as he can, Stiles brings both hands in front of his face, shivering even with the body-warm duvet pooled in his lap. Eight fingers, two thumbs, he touches each tip to another, pinching until there's a light sting, just to make sure. Next, his gaze goes to the bedside clock. One-forty-seven. He looks away, then back; it reads the same. The final test sees Stiles reaching for his phone, facedown where he'd left it. He doesn't activate the lock screen, choosing to focus on the reflection staring back at him instead. It's a little murky from the low light of the bedroom, but undoubtedly his face- haggard, sleep-lacking, but his.

Stiles lets the phone drop with a heavy sigh and runs his fingers through his hair, tugging a little, just for the grounding sensation of it. He's unsurprised that there's a slight tremble in them, the rest of his post-nightmare adrenaline slipping away.

A moment later, a soft rapping of knuckles comes from the doorway, and Stiles, despite knowing who it is, even expecting them, can't help but jump and swing his head around to see who's there. It's Derek, but it was always going to be him. The space next to where Stiles had been sleeping is empty, no dent on the pillow and no overheated patch of sheets he can burrow into.

Derek is leaning as casually as he can, arms loosely folded across his chest, even though his shoulders are tense. He's dressed in soft sweatpants, and a shirt that Stiles is pretty sure is his, watching Stiles, eyes echoing the same concern his body telegraphs in neon flashing lights.e

"You gonna stand there and glare me back to sleep or come help out?" Stiles winces at the sound of his voice, rough to his own ears, but he doesn't back down, even smiling when some of the apprehension in Derek lessens with a roll of his hazel eyes. The other man slips fully into the bedroom and climbs into bed next to Stiles.

Allowing Derek to pull him into his chest and lower the both of them to the bed is routine, simple, and Stiles, once enveloped in the unnatural warmth that the werewolf provides, is able to relax. He's still unwilling to close his eyes, though; that will have to happen once the time of night makes sleep an inevitability.

They don't speak as they settle, Derek dragging the duvet over them even though Stiles will try to wiggle out from beneath it later since the weather, even just a little past midnight, is heating up again. It's a familiar song and dance, and like the number calls for, Stiles speaks first, willing the atmosphere to lighten.

"You didn't make it to bed?" He'd turned down for the night before Derek, a long day in the office seeing him dead on his feet by the time dinner was finished. They'd shared a shower and parted ways, Stiles in an attempt to get more than four consecutive hours and Derek to the study to read or work on a project.

"Couldn't sleep," Derek mumbles against Stiles' hair where he's gently running his nose along the slope of his temple and behind Stiles' ear. Stiles hums, already having anticipated that answer, his body going lax beneath Derek's ministrations. They have the opposite problem like that: Derek can't fall asleep most nights, and Stiles can't stay asleep. Stiles won't say it works for them, but despite the circumstances, there's something nice about being able to curl around each other amid the struggle.

There's a press of a kiss to Stiles' cheek, then beneath his chin, and finally on the curve of his shoulder where his sleepshirt has stretched and been pulled to the side. Each one is met with a sigh of comfort, ease pressed into his muscles. If Stiles weren't still actively shoving back the sense memories of his nightmare and the exhaustion clinging to his edges, he'd be tempted to see if they could achieve sleep the fun way. Instead, he leans even more of himself and his weight into Derek and tucks his face into the crook of the other man's throat.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Derek asks, voice a soft, hesitant whisper, and Stiles shakes his head. Sometimes, it's better to get it all out, the anxiety that the nightmares dredge up, but tonight, he can't find the words and doesn't want to dispel the encroaching levels of relief starting to wrap around him.

In the morning, if he hasn't entirely forgotten or been sidetracked by work or one of the betas, he might let Derek coax it out of him, but for now, he's awake, safe, himself, and that's enough.

Ficlet Bingo! (Still Squares Left!)

#sterek #stiles/derek #sterek ficlet #teen wolf ficlet #ficlet bingo

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solarwynd · 5 months

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Do you think jimin could get another #1 now that d2c is gone? I kinda worry about his next release because even jk with all the push and playlisting has been unsuccessful in getting another #1

Fandom fatigue definitely plays a big role in jk not hitting #1 multiple times like I’m sure hybe and scooter envisioned. All his singles after seven have practically been back to back. Resources were maxed out and going as hard each time just isn’t feasible. Ntm I know the money was drained on hybe’s end cause the money they put into seven and all these collabs? it’d be impossible to do that 4x over.

Back when YTC dropped just after that new rule BB implemented I knew it was going to be difficult to get that #1. Seeing that #13 the next Monday confirmed my thoughts and I knew it was gonna be a climb. But jimin getting that #1 after that rule change just shows you how unpredictable things can be though cause I genuinely never thought it was in the cards for any solo release.

So things just have to be set in place for a good enough shot. Good CD stock (which means quadruple the 13k LC had to make up for the lack of digital d2c singles) high premium US streams, the chart not being too strong and versions. (Does not need to be done anywhere near the extent they’ve done for jk)

It won’t be the end of the world if jimin doesn’t get a #1 with this next single. I know we all want that for him, me included, but again, it’s gonna be difficult. I’d also say don’t listen to the naysayers who completely write it off as a possibility, cause you’re allowed to be hopeful, but just make sure you’re also being realistic about it when the time comes.

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I’ve decided I’m gonna post the first chapter of Teenage Heartthrob on here. If you want me to post more, let me know :)

Chapter One: The Start Of It All

Roman was just your average Freshman. Or at least, he was pretty sure he was.

Currently, he sat in his chauffeur’s car, his new backpack on his lap. His older brother, Remus, was in the front seat singing along to Na Na Na by My Chemical Romance which was playing over the car speakers, while Roman sat directly behind the driver’s seat.

Remus pointed back at Roman during the ‘Shut up and let me see your jazz hands’ part, giving a wide grin. Roman did jazz hands, and chuckled, moving his head and legs in time with the beat of the music.

Remus’ music wasn’t what Roman usually listened to, far from it actually, but listening to music with Remus was the only time he felt like he could really connect to his older brother.

A few more songs played before they arrived at school, nothing really notable, mostly just some Fall Out Boy and Green Day. Finally, they pulled up to the school, and Remus climbed out, swinging his backpack on his shoulder, and closing his door.

Roman managed to climb out of the car and get his backpack on fast enough to catch up to Remus.

“You got your schedule?” Remus asked, looking over the rim of his sunglasses at his younger brother. Remus had always been taller than Roman, which Roman hated, but he nodded.

“Yeah." he said, pulling his folded schedule out of his pocket, unfolding it, and showing it to Remus.

“Good." Remus pulled his phone out of his pocket and checked his messages. “I’m gonna meet up with Janus, text me if you need anything."

With that, he walked away, leaving Roman to fend for himself. Roman looked up at the school and took a deep breath. He’s got this! He was gonna show this school what he’d got!

It didn’t take long for Roman to find his way to his homeroom, since he had gone to the open house and memorized where his classes were. He didn’t like being late, because it meant keeping people waiting, and Mother always said it was rude to keep people waiting. Roman didn’t wanna be rude, so he always made a point to be on time.

The teacher, Mr. Pries, had assigned seats, and Roman’s seat was at one of the desks near the middle of the room.

Roman set his backpack down on the ground next to his desk, and sat down, looking around and absentmindedly fidgeting his hands together. He was one of the first people in the room, so he got to see almost everyone as they walked in. There were a lot of people he didn’t know, but there were a few he recognized from middle school.

He watched the classroom fill up and decided to pull out his sketchbook to keep himself busy until class started.

Roman sketched out the head of a person, not entirely sure who to draw, when suddenly he heard his name.

“Roman?” He looked up, Remus was in the doorframe of the classroom,

Janus behind him. Roman gave a wave but looked at Remus confusedly. Instead of leaving the classroom as he expected, Remus came further into the room.

“What’re you doing here?” Remus asked, standing in front of his desk.

“This is my homeroom." Roman said, pulling out his schedule and handing it to Remus.

Remus grabbed the schedule and scanned it. “What the shit…” he muttered, looking down at Roman.

“Mr. Duke?” The brothers looked over at Mr. Pries. “I meant Remus." He said.

Remus handed the schedule back and walked over, his best indifferent look on his face. “Yes?”

“Here’s the seating chart." Mr. Pries handed the clipboard with the chart over.

Remus took it and looked down. He looked up at Roman, then back to the board. “Huh."

Remus set the board down on Mr. Pries’ desk and walked to his assigned seat, ruffling Roman’s hair on his way past him. Roman swatted his hand away but smiled before combing his hair back into place.

Janus also checks the clipboard and sits in the back near Remus, muttering something to Remus that makes the demented boy laugh.

A dozen or so more students made their way in before Mr. Pries stood up to start addressing the room. “It looks like just about everyone is here. Good morning class, I’m Mr. Pries, and I’ll be your History teacher this year."

As Mr. Pries turned to the board, an out-of-breath student appeared in the doorframe, panting heavily.

“Ah, Mr. Dean, how good of you to join us."

The kid had his hands on his knees, and he was bent over, trying to calm his breathing.

“Hello- Mr. Pries." He said, managing to stand tall again.

“You sit." Mr. Pries checks the seating chart. “To the right of Roman Duke, Mr. Duke, raise your hand please."

Roman raised his hand, and the kid, who Roman recognized from middle school as Virgil, stared at him for a moment.

“Is there a problem?” Mr. Pries asked.

“Oh! No, everything is fine." Virgil said, a slight lisp in his voice, before glancing at Roman again.

His already red face blushed deeper, and he moved to the desk to Roman’s right, letting his backpack drop to the ground before slumping into the seat.

Roman watched Virgil for a moment and shot him a smile before he looked to the front, giving Mr. Pries his attention.

“We’re gonna be having a start of the year assembly on the football field, so if everyone could grab their things, we’ll be heading there.”

Roman grabbed his backpack and slung it over his shoulder. He vaguely processed seeing Remus and Janus approach Virgil as he made his way out the door, following Mr. Pries to the football field.

Roman felt a tap on his shoulder, and he paused, looking over. He was met with a pleasantly familiar face.

“Patton!” Roman exclaimed, opening his arms.

“Roman!” Patton beamed, wrapping Roman in a hug.

They embraced for a moment, before Roman pulled back, smiling widely.

“How’ve you been?” He asked, continuing to walk along after the rest of the class.

“I’ve been good! I went to a bible camp this summer, and it was fun! How was Spain?” Patton replied, keeping in stride with his friend.

“Oh, it was amazing! Remus and I got to go water skiing, I met a lot of really nice people, and I got a stylist! My parents thought that my old style worked better for younger me, so ta-da!”

Roman gave a twirl, showing off his new look. “It’s weird getting used to contacts, but they’re not too bad! I also got some modeling gigs, but it wasn’t really anything big, just the usual." He said casually.

Patton nodded along, smiling the entire time. “That’s fun!” He said.

They talked all the way to the field, discussing what had changed over the summer, as well as just making small talk and jokes.

“Logan’s in our class too actually! He just had a marching band workshop this summer, so he’s gonna be performing with the rest of the band today!” Roman said, his voice loud in order to be heard over the talk of students around them.

“Oooh!! That’ll be fun to see!”

The two made their way up onto the bleachers and sat in the middle near the front, where they’d have a good view of the field.

The band was playing already, and it didn’t take Roman long to spot Logan in the crowd of flute players.

Roman and Patton cheered, shouting praise for the band. The band was playing a classical rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody, which Roman belted the words to, his voice not carrying far over the crowd, but it was the feeling of singing that counted to him.

In the front, on the track that cut between the field and the bleachers, the poms and cheerleaders were performing along to the music, their purple and silver uniforms shining in the sun.

Finally, as the remainder of the students climbed onto the bleachers, the song came to an end. Roman and Patton clapped emphatically, cheering until the principal motioned for the crowd to settle down.

The Principal then started to give a speech, talking about the legacy of greatness the school had, and Roman felt pride swell in his chest. He would be great! He would bring pride to his school! And he might not have been sure how to yet, but he would! Roman clenched his fist in determination, and he grinned.

The assembly didn’t last too long, and soon enough the students were dismissed to go to their second periods.

While Roman and Patton hung back to wait so they could talk to Logan, Roman saw Remus, Janus, and Virgil walk by. Remus and Janus were engaged in conversation, but Virgil was looking at Roman.

Roman waved, and Virgil flushed, giving an awkward wave back before turning away.

Roman watched them leave, and smiled, before turning to Patton. “Do you know much about Virgil?” He asked, curiosity in his eyes.

“Hm?” Patton looked past Roman, watching the boy leave. “Not much, we had science together last year, but that’s kinda it. I’d like to meet him though! He looks cool!” He exclaimed excitedly.

Roman nodded, grinning at Patton’s excitement.

He opened his mouth to respond but saw Logan walking in their direction, and waved instead. “Logan!” Roman called, getting the boy’s attention.

Logan made his way over, his flute in hand, stopping to study Roman. “What happened to your glasses?” He asked, his brow furrowed in slight confusion.

“Oh! I started wearing contacts." Roman replied.

“Huh." Logan looked Roman over. “You look different." He stated, not in a mean way, but it still made Roman’s mood tip down slightly.

“Is it bad?” Roman asked, looking down at his outfit. Logan shook his head.

“No, it’ll just take some getting used to." Roman felt a relieved smile on his face. Logan looked at Patton next. “You look the same as ever." he said, giving a nod.

Patton smiled. “Yeah, my parents don’t like me messing with the way I dress." He said, probably a bit too cheerfully.

Logan watched him for a moment.

“I have to go put Issac back in the band room." He said finally, gesturing down at his flute.

“Can we walk you?” Patton asked.

“Sure, but don’t be late for class."

Roman nodded, linking his arms with his friends, and let Logan guide the way.

Second period was English and it wasn’t very notable. He didn’t really know anyone there, but the teacher was nice. What Roman was really excited about, however, was his Third period, which was Theatre.

He was out of his seat and through the door the moment the bell rang, his excitement building with each step to the Theatre room.

Roman had decided that this is how he would make his school proud! He would perform his heart out!

Finally, he reached the door, taking a deep breath before reaching for the handle.

It was locked.

Roman blinked. He had expected it to be open, which was normal to expect.

Right?

Suddenly the door swung open, hitting Roman in the face.

It didn’t hurt very much, but Roman was still shaken.

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t see you there, you alright?” The person who opened the door, a woman who Roman recognized as his drama teacher, Ms. Z, questioned, propping the door open before approaching Roman. “Do you need to go to the nurse?” She asked.

Roman shook his head, his brain still a bit startled.

“No, I’m alright." Roman managed, giving a trying smile.

“Well, I’ll have to be more careful next time." Ms. Z motioned for Roman to enter the room, which he did.

He remembered the layout from the open house, but it was still fun to look at.

Chairs were stacked around the room, and at the far wall, there was a stage, not as big as the one in the auditorium, but it looked to be big enough to comfortably fit about 20 students.

“You can sit wherever you like until everyone is here, just don’t unstack the chairs, we won’t be using them today." Ms. Z said.

Roman nodded, setting his backpack down near the stage, and looking around before sitting on the edge of the stage.

He, just like the first and second periods, watched as the other students entered the classroom.

It was one of the fun things about being punctual, it meant he could get a feel for how his classmates acted without having to interact with them and know who was safe to talk to.

Surprisingly, there were a lot of people that smiled at Roman today. It was nice. He wasn’t entirely sure why, but it was a welcome change from being ignored.

He smiled back, and quietly began singing Go The Distance from Hercules to himself.

There were a bunch of people he’d seen in passing from Middle school, and a couple he’d taken previous theater classes with.

He was listing the names of the people he knew in his head when Virgil walked through the door. Roman gave a surprised smile and stood up, making his way over to the boy.

Virgil hadn’t seen Roman yet, since he was putting his backpack down, so Roman stood next to him until he turned around. When Virgil did turn, he immediately jumped back, startled.

“Sorry, I should’ve given more warning." Roman said, his voice apologetic.

Virgil’s face flushed, probably in embarrassment, and he stared at Roman before clearing his throat. “Oh! No, it’s alright." his voice was nervous, and Roman noticed the lisp from earlier.

He also noticed the boy’s braces now that he was close enough. “Ok! Also, nice braces, purple suits you!” Roman complimented, giving a smile.

Virgil didn’t have time to respond, because Ms. Z clapped her hands, and started talking, turning Roman’s attention away.

Ms. Z had the students sit in what was supposed to be a circle on the floor, but it ended up looking more like an oval. She then had them introduce themselves with their name and a couple of facts about themselves.

Roman and Virgil were near the middle, so it took a bit for their turns to come up.

Since Roman knew so many people from middle school it wasn’t that difficult to remember the new faces.

They all gave a round of applause after every introduction as a fun way to hype up who had just spoken.

After a while, it was Roman’s turn to speak.

He stood up. “Hi, I’m Roman Duke, and I love Disney movies, singing, and dancing!” Roman said excitedly. His classmates started clapping, and he gave a bow, grinning from ear to ear as he sat down again.

He looked over to Virgil who hesitated before standing up. “Hey, I’m Virgil Dean, and um, I like MCR, and The Nightmare Before Christmas, so yeah." Virgil gave a quick nod before sitting down.

The class clapped, and Roman leaned to Virgil for a moment. “I like that movie too." He murmured before turning his attention to the next person.

After introductions, Ms. Z said the students were allowed to talk and socialize with each other.

Roman barely had time to stand up before a small group of girls approached him. “Hey, Roman!” One of them, a girl who Roman recognized from middle school as Delilah, greeted, smiling.

Roman was surprised, especially since Deliah had never really approached him before, but he shook it off. “Hey!” He gave a wave and a smile.

“We just wanted to get to know you a bit better, now that we have the time and all." Delilah continued, and the girls around her made noises and nods in agreement.

“Oh." Roman looked between the group and Virgil. “I’m not sure, I was gonna talk to Virg-”

“Pleaseeee?” One of the girls, who he hadn’t seen before today, asked, her lip curling down into a pout. Roman was pretty sure her name was Jill. “You seem really interesting." She said, giggling slightly.

“Uhh." Roman looked back at Virgil, giving an apologetic look. “I guess we can talk later, right?” He asked.

Virgil gave a nod, and Roman turned back to the girls.

They burst into a fit of giggles, and Jill grabbed Roman’s wrist, pulling him away, towards the stage.

Roman talked with the girls for the rest of the period.

They asked questions about his life and interests, to which he answered gladly. It was nice being the center of attention, and Roman felt himself get relaxed the more he talked.

After what felt like a few minutes the bell rang, and Roman snapped back to reality. He looked around and saw the other students leaving the room while Ms. Z gave goodbyes.

Roman stood up from where he sat on the edge of the stage, grabbing his backpack and sliding it onto his shoulders, before looking back at the girls.

“It was nice getting to know you guys!” he called, before making his way to the door of the room.

“Bye, Roman!” Jill called, waving.

Roman turned back to wave before he left the room.

His next period was Lunch, which he was excited for, since he’d get to talk to Patton and Logan more.

Roman made his way towards the lunchroom, humming to himself as he walked.

He realized he hadn’t said goodbye to Virgil before he left, and he turned to look back but was met with a wall of students blocking his path back.

Roman hoped Virgil wouldn’t mind too much as he turned and continued his way to the lunchroom.

It didn’t take very long for Roman to find Logan and Patton, since they had claimed a table. It was near the front of the lunchroom, and when Roman sat down, he saw that Logan and Patton had already gotten lunch.

“How’d you guys manage to score this?” Roman asked, looking at the table with a sort of awe. He’d never had an entire lunch table with just his friends before, usually, they had to split it with someone.

“Your brother." Logan replied, taking a bite of his sandwich.

Roman tilted his head in confusion.

“He saw me in the hallway and told me to sit here until he got back." Patton clarified.

Roman gave a nod and dropped his bag onto one of the seats. “I’m gonna go get lunch." He said, giving a wave goodbye before heading towards the lunch lines.

Roman had gotten there pretty early, so it only took about 5 minutes of waiting to get his food. He thanked the lunch helper, who was a student, probably a year or two above him, and turned back to face the cafeteria.

It had filled up a decent amount since Roman had arrived, and the lunch lines had begun to fill out. He weaved his way through people, giving a charming smile to everyone as he passed, before setting his food down at the table.

Roman noticed that Janus was here, as well as Remus’ backpack, but not Remus himself.

“Where’s-” He started, before getting cut off by Janus.

“He’s with Virgil." Was all Janus said before stabbing his fork into the enchilada on his tray, and taking a bite.

It took about 10 more minutes, but Remus and Virgil soon arrived at the table, which was a bit strange considering Virgil and Remus had apparently done an outfit change.

Remus had stripped down to just his undershirt and leggings, while Virgil had appeared to have taken Remus’ ripped jeans and crop top, although the shirt was mostly hidden by Remus’s jacket. Virgil’s hair was also wet like it had just been washed. Roman found this strange considering he’d seen the boy in Theatre and he’d been perfectly dry.

“What’s going on?” Roman asked, curiously looking over at Virgil as he sat down.

Virgil looked away, effectively hiding his face from Roman.

Roman looked to Remus, the same question in his eyes.

‘Wardrobe malfunction." Remus said, although his voice was a lot less cheerful than it normally was.

“Got it." Roman said, not wanting to push any further.

“Um, I guess we should introduce people unless you guys already know each other." he suggested, wanting to lighten the mood.

Janus shook his head. “I don’t know these two." He said, pointing over at Patton and Logan. “This is Patton, I’ve known him since elementary, and he’s our lovable goofball." Roman started, gesturing at Patton first, who gave a smile, before turning to Logan.

“And this is Logan, I’ve known him since middle school, and he’s one of the smartest guys I know." Logan looked over at Janus and nodded.

“This." Roman said, gesturing to Janus. “Is Janus. He’s Remus’s friend, and he speaks fluent sarcasm."

"Salutations." Logan greeted.

“It’s a pleasure." Janus said, his voice smooth, but still genuine.

“Hey, Ro." Roman looked over at Remus as he spoke.

“Virgil’s gonna catch a ride home with us today." Remus looked to Virgil who was still turned away from Roman’s view.

Roman glanced over at Virgil, before nodding at his brother. “Ok." He said, giving a smile.

The rest of the school day was pretty ok, nothing really noteworthy. Roman couldn’t stop thinking of Virgil though.

Virgil was usually looking at Roman any chance he got, so it was strange for him to not look at him at all. And why Virgil had had to change clothes was beyond him.

Something had obviously happened, but he had no idea what. The mystery of the whole situation weighed on his mind, and he just wanted to know what was going on.

Roman made his way down the hallway, his backpack bouncing slightly with each step.

As he reached the front of the school and walked out the doors, he saw the familiar shiny black car of his chauffeur, as well as Virgil and Remus who stood next to it, ready and obviously waiting for him.

They looked to be talking, but they ceased once Roman got within hearing distance. “There you are!” Remus greeted, grabbing Roman’s shoulder and shaking it slightly. “We were just waiting for you."

Roman glanced over at Virgil, who turned to the car as he looked at him, although he seemed less ashamed than before.

Roman looked back to Remus and gave him a smile. “Well, I’m here." he said, not sure what else to say.

Remus laughed, opening the door to the front seat. “I can see that." He climbed onto the seat. “Now get in the car, dingus."

The drive home was pretty quiet aside from Remus getting on aux and playing Ninja Sex Party songs.

Roman and Virgil sat across from each other, and Roman found himself glancing over at Virgil who was looking out his window. He wanted to say something, even if it was small talk, but he couldn’t think of anything to say.

It didn’t take long for the car to pull up to Virgil’s house, and it was time for the boy to go.

“Hey." Roman started. Virgil looked over, having opened his door. “I’ll see you tomorrow." Roman gave a smile.

Virgil flushed slightly and gave a small smile. “See you."

And with that, Virgil left the car, making his way to the house. Roman found himself looking through the window to watch Virgil leave, a small smile on his face.

When he turned to look back to the front of the car, he saw Remus giving him an oddly thoughtful look.

“What’s with your face?” Roman asked, his brows furrowed in confusion.

Remus didn’t say anything, and instead smiled humorously, looking away.

“What is it?” Roman asked. Remus just turned up the music and began singing along, drowning out any chance for Roman to keep questioning.

Roman pouted slightly but looked out the window again as they began to drive away. He had a feeling that this was gonna be a pretty good school year.

Thank you to anyone who read this!!!! I hope y’all have a good day!!

#roman sanders #virgil sanders #prinxiety #sanders sides #prinxiety fanfiction #sanders sides fanfiction

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monty-glasses-roxy · 6 months

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Welp. For the sake of sharing, what I found in my control f searching of Fazbear Frights flavoured Tubehell that had interesting sounding minor animatronics in them on the wiki... is that robotics classes are extremely common in the fnaf universe. And here's the information on minor animatronics I got:

The Breaking Wheel has three described animatronics. A monkey, a spider skeleton and a horse skeleton. The monkey is your typical monkey that smashes cymbals together thing, and is used to shut the classroom up. The spider is an exoskeleton of a spider and climbs the wall to put lightbulb stickers next to people's names on a participation chart thingo. The horse is also an exoskeleton thing, and whenever the teacher wants to demonstrate a type of actuator thing, she has it trot between the rows of desks. Very cool for a classroom! Not sure I'd get much use out of that, but I just think they're neat!

Together Forever has a bunch of lil guys and Rosie Porkchop who isn't a minor animatronic. Rosie is a springlock suit that some dipshit teacher just hands over to his two teenage students with no warning except the papers or whatever that came with her so you can probably guess where that's going. She's a fuzzy pig in a pink, frilly made costume, and has a massive stomach compartment that can house two teenagers, so she's doing better than Glam Freddy on that one lmao. Also she's fucking huge. She's neat.

The minor animatronics in Together Forever are annoyingly described in one big clump, except weirdly the flamingo. They're all bipedal, and have different accessories and articles of clothing, but who has what outside of the random ass flamingo is unspecified. There's alien looking things, cats, dogs, a cow, a horse, an orangutan and a goat. The flamingo wears shorts and suspenders, and one of the dogs has a yellow jumper. They're all described as being small, and a couple wear bow ties and vests, two wear feather boas, one wears a bowler hat, one wears stripey socks and one wears red gloves. Who wears what? No idea! Outside that, they're apparently old and considered vintage, but all of them are still repairable, so there's that.

And then of course, Felix the Shark has Felix the Shark lmao. Big guy. Huge. Shark shaped, blueish grey, rubbery skin, smooth and shiny, with a lotta teeth and playful yet sad dark eyes. But ya know, when the dumbass protag finds him, those eyes are empty and dead, the skin is tattered, peeling off in stripes that leave holes that show the corroded endoskeleton, and his teeh are rusty as fuck. One eye is black and hanging out the socket too. Beloved sharky boy.

And there's my findings! Felix was rescued from Tubehell a long time ago, but now I'm nabbing the unloved other guys. They're mine now. What am I gonna do with them? No idea. I'll think of something.

#pop rox plots book murder #that's for anyone wondering what I got from last nights dive #back to whatever the hell else I was doing that I've forgotten!#tubehell rescue mission

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mysterymissteary · 10 months

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Wedding Hells

Snapshots of Twin Stars au | future ph!bkdk | wedding fic | side seroroki and shinkami | long fic

Bkdk just wants to get married. Villians crash their wedding.

"This is Hanso Fujihiko coming to you LIVE at the televised wedding ceremony of Japan's beloved Wonder Duo, Dynamight, the Explosion Hero, and Deku, the Hero of Hope! If you haven't been living under a rock for the last five years, the Wonder Duo is the hottest celebrity couple in Japan! Winning hearts with their heroic deeds and clever marketing. They never seem to do anything apart and we are eating it up! And after many years of climbing the charts side by side, our beloved heroic pair is finally tying the knot!"

As the reporter continued his script, the wedding party was scurrying around to make sure everything was perfect. Izuku and Katsuki have been through so much, their friends and fellow pro heroes would be damned if they didn't deserve a perfect wedding day.

"Is Midoriya getting dressed still?" Todoroki asked. To anyone outside their group, Todoroki's facial expressions and tone seemed unchanging. But a trained ear, and close friends who knew him, could tell that anxiety was starting to get to him.

"Chill, Roki, baby. Everything's going according to plan. The flowers are perfect, Jirou's got the tunes, Mic sensei is gonna take care of the speeches and keep the mood hyped. And Kiri and Mina are getting the grooms all snazzy. Relax, gorgeous." Sero lazily slings his arm around Shoto's shoulders. Ever since third year, Sero and Shoto have been an item. Both of them were awkward at first, being as Shoto has never had anyone show interest in him and Sero's never dated a boy before. But they're still going strong, filling out the parts the other lacks.

Shoto gives a determined nod and tries to calm himself. "Thank you, Hanta. Everything is going to be fine." His boyfriend kisses his cheek before patting his back and going off to help Sato and Koda with the catering. He didn't cook anything but he sure can help taste it.

In Bakugou's suite, he was seconds from blasting this stupid suit and his stupid rock faced best friend off the face of this planet. "I'm not wearin' no stupid fucking cufflinks!" Kirishima was trying to wrestle them onto Bakugous sleeves without either using their quirks. Since that would ruin the suits and they don't have time to pick up another.

"Come ON, Katsuki! It's tradition! You wanna look nice for Mido right?"

"The shit nerd loves me just fine no matter what I wear!" What was supposed to be a threat turned out sounding much more endearing. It was enough to make Kirishima pause and then smile knowingly.

"Aw, Kats~ I'm gonna stop with the cufflinks but I am SO telling Mina how romantic you are~" Immediately he pulls out his phone. Katsuki rages, yelling as he tries to crush it. Making Kirishima laugh. It's a good thing his phone case is as unbreakable as he is.

Ping! Mina squeaks and giggles as she reads her messages. "Mido! Your man is being totally adorbs~ Kiri tells me he's in there angrily professing his love."

Izuku, who was previously pacing in front of a full length mirror, pauses to look at her. He flushes with a light chuckle. "As Kacchan does with everything. Aggressive but somehow also sweet." He seems to frown at a sudden thought. "Kacchan probably is going to look amazing. Stunning. As he always is. What if... What if I look boring next to him?" Maybe inviting the media to his wedding in exchange for the profits being donated to charities supporting homeless queer kids and heteromorphic rights organizations wasn't such a good idea. Yes it's to a good cause. And Izuku is so glad he made that ultimatum to the news network currently surrounding their venue. But... It's costing Izuku his sanity. And worst of all, he can't see his beloved Kacchan until the ceremony starts. He's getting nervous just being away from him.

Ever since they were children, they've been in each other's lives. Grew up in the same neighborhood, had the same classes, even when Katsuki wasn't the kindest to him, they were always within arms reach. Never had they spent a long period of time away from each other.

Until the war. Until his Kacchan was stolen from him. Until they fought death itself to keep the other alive. Now they can't stand even one day apart.

Mina rolls her eyes with an amused grin. "Mido... Honey.. you don't honestly think you're boring, do you? You've got a rockin' bod, and those cute freckles. Those doe eyes. You've really filled out since first year. You're a total babe." Izuku has changed a lot. He's only grown a couple inches since high school, but he's broad now. Slightly darker tan, thighs and an ass that could quite literally crush a man's head, and his hair is more well managed now. He keeps it short on the sides and curly on top. Katsuki has been sporting an undercut these days and he's far taller. Built like a house too. But as always, he's so gorgeous. Kacchan has always been so pretty. Even now, with his face scarred from the war. Especially now. Izuku finds his scars very sexy.

The door softly opens and Izuku's gaze snaps to it, hoping it's his Kacchan.

Uraraka shyly smiles. Like she knows exactly what he was thinking. "Sorry, Deku. It's only me."

Izuku suddenly looks embarrassed. But he opens his arms to accept her in a warm hug. "You're exactly what I need. You look beautiful, as always." The two good friends giggle and greet each other.

"Ya know, what I said in second year, about kicking his butt if he ever hurts you still stands." Ochaco pokes Izukus chest.

"I'll kick his butt myself, don't worry." Izuku gives a light chuckle. He and Ochaco dated for a short time in first year. Then they realized with a war going on and their feelings changing, that it was better for them to just be friends. Ochaco also has a close relationship with Bakugou, as they're gym buddies. So she's aware he'd never harm Izuku ever again. But still. It's her job as best friend to hand out threats.

When she really wants to rile the explosion hero up, she'd just brag about being Izukus first kiss. And his first date. Nothing gets Bakugous blood pumping and his muscles straining like furious pushups after being told his future husband kissed someone other than him.

"How are you holding up, Deku?" Ochaco asks while rubbing his arm softly.

Mina nods. "It's not too late to tell the vultures to back off."

"It's okay. I did make them a deal. And it's going to be helping a lot of people. I can deal with this one day. Because..." Izuku's voice starts to sound watery. "..b-because after today... I'm gonna be married to Kacchan." He sniffles as he chuckles. Mina comes over with a soft face cloth so his makeup doesn't run too much.

"Zuku, those better be happy tears. I didn't spend all that time curling your hair and dolling you up for you to wash it away with anything but happy tears." Mina scolded, but fondly smiles as she wipes his eyes.

"Happy tears... Very happy. I'm so blessed. All my friends, my mom, my senseis, and today I get to marry the love of my life. I'm very happy." Izuku smiles with such soft eyes.

Ping! Kirishima plops down, out of breath from his wrestling match with Bakugou, both having given up since they were evenly matched without quirks. They're both quite broad and muscular. With Katsuki being slightly shorter.

"Mina says Mido is crying about marrying the love of his life. He's just as whipped as you." Eijirou laughs. Katsuki straightens his tie in the mirror, scowling slightly.

But his voice is soft and full of affection. "Nerd always cries. But at least this time it's not for some stupid reason." Katsuki feels his own eyes sting but he shakes it off. He can't cry today. The nerd has cried enough for both of them. "Eij... I'm getting fucking married." He shakes his head like he doesn't quite believe it. After everything he's done, he doesn't think he deserves something as precious as this. Someone as amazing as Izuku. If Izuku knew he thought like this, the nerd would argue with him that he's made up for his past and that no matter what, they will always have each other.

Kirishima knows his best friend enough to know the meaning behind his words, no matter how hidden they are. He stands, going over to Katsuki and wraps him in a hug. He doesn't let Katsuki wiggle his way out of this one either. He holds him tight. "Kats.. whatever's going through your head, man.. it's just wedding jitters. Nerves. You and Mido will be great together. Ya know.. we always knew you two would be here. We figured it would take a while due to both of you being stubborn as hell. But you did it. And in only half the time we'd bet it would take."

"The fuck you mean you bet on it?!" Katsuki pushes out of Kirishimas grasp. "You bet I would lose??"

"Kats, it's not losing. We just bet it would take the two of you about five more years to figure out you were nuts for each other." The red haired hero chuckles, brushing through his long hair. He had it in a lose ponytail for the ceremony. When he was on duty, it was usually styled up in the front but kept long so it fell down his back. It gave him a lion like appearance. But the real Eijirou was anything but. He was more of a giant puppy.

Katsuki growls, baring his teeth. "Same shit! Not being with the nerd is losing." Katsuki seemed to realize that time just how sappy he sounded because his eyes widen and his cheeks turn pink. But it was too late. Kirishima laughs at him, hands over his mouth in surprise.

"You're a goner, bro! I can't wait to tell Mido!"

"Not if I kill you!" Katsuki reels one hand back as if he was going to punch Kirishima but before he can, the door opens.

"Kacchan! Wow, you look like a bonified prince!" Of course it's Dunce Face. "Woah, did I interrupt something?"

"Kats was just telling me how he can't wait to be married and how in looove he is~" Kirishima dodges a punch in the chest.

"Fuck off! I didn't say any of that shit!"

Kaminari seems to be amused by this. He was never scared of their explosive friend's outburst like the rest of the group. He goes right up to Bakugou and pats his cheek, which Bakugou angrily smacks away, snarling. "You're always so shy, Suki~. It's totally okay to show much you care once in a while. We already know you're literally willing to die for Mido. Saying you love him isn't something to be shy about." Kaminari taps Katsuki's nose with his finger.

"I ain't shy! And stop touching me! Of course I love the nerd! But it's not as mushy as Shitty Hair says. I was jus' sayin' that I can't wait for this day to be over already. All this shitty press botherin' us. Izuku-" he stops himself from finishing. It's bad enough his cronies think he's some sap. If they knew he was so aggravated because he was knew his fiance had anxiety and the media would only further freak him out, they would never let him hear the end of it. "I don't need this shit right now. The longer I'm out of the field, the less villains I can destroy."

"This guy." Kaminari gently elbows Kirishima, both looking amused. "Always thinking about work. It's your wedding day, dude. Chill. There's plenty of heroes that can pick up the slack-"

"None as good as me and Deku."

"-While you get hitched. Wait- you're including Midoriya now~. You're right, Kiri. He is whipped."

Bakugou's face burns, but he turns away so he doesn't blast his designer suit. A wedding gift from his parents. All of the parties outfits were specially designed for each person, fitting their personal style, color motifs and body type. Even Shoji and his many appendages. Which Shoji was over the moon about. He's never had someone actually care that much to design something for him.

"Enough outta you extras. Pikadork, didn't you bring that...freaky one? He's with Izuku, yeah?"

"He's not freaky. He's my date. And yes, Toshi is on his way to Mido's room. You've known Hitoshi since first year. Yet you still don't know his name?"

"I don't care enough to know any of your names." An absolute lie. Which Kaminari absolutely doesn't buy.

"There you go with that shy thing again. You know our names~."

Then Kirishima, the bastard, decides to betray Katsuki. "He called me Eij before you got here, Denks."

Chaos erupts.

"Shinsou! Deku, Shinsou's here!" Uraraka opens the door to reveal a shyly smiling indigo haired hero. Like mostly everyone else, Hitoshi has grown quite a bit. And that included height.

Izuku smiles wide, greeting his good friend with a hug. "Hitoshi! I'm so glad you could make it. I thought for sure you'd be on patrol all week."

"I requested a night off. Turns out the big wigs are willing to do anything for Japan's number one, and any friends he has." He jokes. Izuku chuckles, but then he's sporting a mischievous looking grin.

"I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that Kaminari asked you to go with him." Shinsou looks away with a slight cough and Izuku knows he's won. "I think you two would be good together. He really likes you."

"He's like that with all his friends."

Mina gaffaws as she types away on her phone, checking in on the preparations. "He doesn't look at us like he does you. Denki is totally into you. Ask him on a real date already. God, this is third year Blasty and Midoriya all over again. Is it a thing with you guys that none of you realize someone is into you?"

Izuku and Shinsou both look somewhere between embarrassed and undignified. "Kacchan and I weren't that bad..." Apparently that's not the right thing to say, because the entire room erupts into snorts of laughter.

In the Bakugou suite, an alarm on Katsuki's phone goes off. Then Denki's and Eijirou's simultaneously. They all share a look of determination. The ceremony was starting.

"Go to your seats. Keep the hag out, and don't get up to any bullshit. I fucking mean it." He points to the both of them. "This day is going to go fucking perfect even if it kills me. Now get out, chucklefucks." Denki and Kirishima give mock salutes as they rush out. It seems just in time too, as they catch Mitsuki Bakugou on her way to Katsuki's room.

"Is my brat ready yet? I swear if he-"

"Mrs. Bakugou! Do you remember me? Kaminari. I'm friends with your son. Hey, why don't we catch up in the chapel, yeah?"

The two heroes lead Bakugou's mother down the hall and far away from Katsuki's room. She would only cause him more stress and no one needed a stressed out Dynamight.

With the wedding party gathering in the chapel, and everyone taking their seats, the atmosphere is starting to settle. This was finally happening. The camera crew turns to film the entrance as Yamada plays a romantic score on the piano. It seemed Mic's talents didn't just lie in electronic and hip hop beats. His husband and daughter look on proudly from their seats. Shinsou sneaks in to take his seat with his sister and guardian. When the school found out Shinsou lived in a foster home, Aizawa officially adopted him. Something about his potential and saving time. But everyone knows he loves the boy like his own son. He tries his best not to blush when Kaminari's pretty golden eyes follow him as he passes before resuming his conversation with Mrs Bakugou quietly. He's definitely gonna take Mina's advice and ask Denki out. Just not here. This was Izuku's special day.

The girls enter, glowing and beautiful, in pairs. Beautiful lace and delicate curls. Flowers of red and orange lovingly placed in their hands, vines of ivy falling from each bouquet. The two grooms favorite colors. The main flower of these bouquets were the ever beautiful and fiery Forever Susan Asiatic Lily.

Izuku once suggested red and green for their eye colors. Katsuki quickly shot it down with "I ain't having my wedding look like Christmas." So they went with their favorite colors. It ended up fitting them far more than their original choice. Which Katsuki will brag about on their honeymoon.

The next of the party to enter is the boys, Kirishima and Iida leading. Kaminari had left the Bakugous at some point and was entering with the rest of Katsuki and Izuku's friends. Each one of them had a smaller Forever Susan Asiatic Lily in their jacket pocket, along with a green handkerchief. Each man, and Jirou, because she really hated wearing dresses, sported their signature color on their tie. Otherwise, their suits were identical in color. Similar designs, though each custom fit for each hero. With Jirou's being a more feminine cut.

After the wedding party was Katsuki's entrance. And an entrance it was. Katsuki, as always, looked gorgeous. With his ash blond hair styled to the side, revealing his very rarely seen forehead. Best Jeanist would be proud, if he could have made it. A lovely watch adorns his wrist, his nails painted black. His crimson red eyes lined with eyeliner and the slightest smokey eye. His skin was perfect like his mother's so he didn't need much to enhance his natural beauty.

His suit was fitted to his body in just the right ways. It was a burnt orange three piece, though Katsuki argued with his mother about wearing the tie and vest. He ended up wearing them today. Not for his mother. But for his Izuku. Today has to be perfect. That includes enduring choking nearly to death by a stupid tie. The tie and accents of the suit were a cream color. A handkerchief in his pocket, a silver grenade shaped pin on his lapel, and a thin and tiny chain pinned from one side of his shirt collar to the other, over the tie.

He walked with his hand in his pocket, but kept his back straight, as instructed by Best Jeanist, whom he'd very embarrassingly asked for advice weeks ago. He was aware he had a problem with his posture. But he never had a reason to give a fuck. Now he does. And that reason had the most beautiful, hope filled green eyes and freckles like constellations. Fuck he loves that dorky little nerd so much.

Katsuki takes his place at the center of the alter. Kirishima pats his shoulder with an encouraging smile. He leans over to whisper. "I've never seen you look that happy. Were you thinking about Izuku~?" He learns a light elbow to the side.

He would never admit it, but he doesn't remember ever being happier than he is now. Today he was going to marry Izuku, the boy who always reached out to him. The man who saved his life many times. The man he saved many times in return. The love of his life. And his absolute soulmate. He's sure of that. Only fate would be so cruel as to dangle such an amazing man in front of him, then make him spend a decade and a half being a complete fucking dumbass about it. After everything, the nerd is still by his side. So he has to be Katsuki's soulmate.

Once the music shifts to a bridal tune, the room grows quiet. The doors open once more. Inko holds Izuku's arm. He's looking down in shyness but that doesn't hide his beauty. A few gasps and 'aw's are heard as he looks up and straight at Katsuki. Only ever at Katsuki. And he has the softest, most hopelessly in love expression. Kirishima suddenly understands the look Katsuki had moments before. Because Izuku has the same expression.

Izuku's suit was much like Bakugou's, only viridian in color, and with a bow tie. Where Katsuki's shirt was white, Izuku's was black. Where his handkerchief was creme, Izuku's was red. Where Katsuki had a grenade shaped pin, Izuku had an All Might pin on his lapel. He insisted. Izuku, unlike Katsuki, could be talked into the cufflinks. Green gems. Honestly, a good look for Izuku. Damn, Katsuki couldn't be more proud he could call this man his husband. Or was about to

Suddenly, Izuku is standing in front of him, with his glassy, teary eyes and his stupidly adorable freckles. "Hi."

"Holy shit. -I mean, hey. Fuckin' hot."

Izuku giggles with a shy blush.

Inko takes her seat next to Mitsuki and Masaru, handkerchief up to her mouth as she stifles her tears. Her baby was getting married. And over all, he is the happiest she's ever seen him. Katsuki will be good to him, she just knows it. She wasn't sure when Izuku called her one day after graduation and told her Kacchan confessed his feelings. She remembers how the boy used to be with her son. She never expected Katsuki would ask to meet her over dinner. And she definitely didn't expect such a polite and nervous young man apologizing to her for how he treated her son and asking for her blessing to date Izuku.

She was in disbelief this was the Katsuki Bakugou that her son grew up with. The boy that bullied him. But the then 19 year old that asked for her permission and apologized was so different. And the now 24 year old looking at her baby boy like he was the only thing in the universe? She knew she would trust him to look after her Izuku.

"I wish you could have seen this, Toshinori." Inko sniffles. "Izuku looks so handsome."

Katsuki takes Izuku's hands in both of his, his thumbs tracing the old scars. Izuku looks up at him with a watery smile. He stands on his tip toes to give Katsuki a kiss. Only to be stopped by Katsuki's voice.

"Ah. That comes later, dork. We gotta say 'I Do' first."

Izuku blushes but nods in acceptance. "Sorry, Kacchan. Got excited." He looks to the officiant. "Hurry please." Izuku was never a rude man, but he can get impatient from time to time, especially when it concerns his Kacchan.

"Dearly Beloved.... We are gathered here today.." The ceremony was perfectly planned. Katsuki and Izuku would exchange vows, then rings, then kiss. Then a private reception at a secret location, away from the cameras. Just a group of former classmates and their families enjoying themselves, celebrating the love of two of their dearest friends.

But not everything goes as planned when you're a world renowned hero getting married to another world renowned hero. On national television. You think you're going to say your vows to the love of your life. But what you get is the chapels roof being blown apart.

Screaming erupts as Izuku curses himself for being so distracted. If he wasn't oogling Kacchan in his gorgeous suit, Danger Sense could have picked up on the attack before it happened.

Metal crumples in a sickening crunch as more of the ceiling peels away. The heros of the wedding party immediately lower themselves into defensive positions. Katsuki and Izuku included.

Several figures come into view. Lead by a larger figure, floating. The leader was dressed in a trench coat over some kind of black metal armor. They seemed to have some kind of metal manipulation quirk.

"Hope we're not late!" The leader bellows. "What a lovely wedding!" The foundation beams of the ceiling rise as the leader levitates. They twist and form spear like abominations of steel and bolts. "Too bad you're going to miss the honeymoon! Say goodbye to your heroes!" The spears come raining down in Izuku and Katsuki's direction.

"Fucking figures my wedding day will be crashed by extras!" Katsuki blasts one of the spears to pieces before it can hit Izuku. Izuku's fists flicker with the familiar green lightning of One For All.

Kirishima hardens his body, bursting through his suit. "We're not letting you ruin this!" He shields the couple from as much as he can with his hardened body. "Unbreakable!"

Aizawa wasn't prepared for a fight so he didn't bring his gear, due to this being a wedding event and honestly he didn't think any villains would be stupid enough to attack a room full of heroes. But he can still help his students with his fighting abilities, even if the war took one of his eyes. He had his family and his kids by his side.

Kaminari didn't have his gear either so fighting will be hard without hurting his friends. But he was still a human stun gun if he can touch one of them. But.. he had to get the civilians to safety. "Mr and Mrs Bakugou! Come with me. Everyone! You have to evacuate and let the heroes take care of it!"

"Good thinking, Kaminari!" Izuku praises as he catches a beam in midair using Float and his super strength. "Anyone with a defense quirk, escort the civilians to safety!"

"Zuku! Tell them to go to the reception!" Katsuki goes after one of the villains head on, yelling as he jumps to attack with a blast overhead. His mom is gonna bitch at him later for the suit being ruined.

"Good idea, Kacchan! Shoto, stabilize the ceiling!" Immediately Shoto nods and coats the ceiling in a thick sheet of ice, connecting that to his Heaven Piercing Ice Wall. That should hold. Sero comes rushing to his side and reinforces his wall of ice with tape. He'd pushed his sleeves up at some point. The couple smile softly at each other before focusing again on the battle.

Izuku uses Black Whip to hurl himself at the lead villian, at the same time Katsuki has the same idea, using his blasts to launch himself. Two minds acting as one. They both rear back to punch at the same time.

"Detroit Smash!"

"Burning Fist!"

They land their attacks into a wall of metal. The villain must have set it up in the last moment.

Sero, Kirishima, Aizawa and Uraraka take on the other villains.

Katsuki was pissed. How fucking DARE these nobody losers crash his wedding. Not even someone big name like Big Nose, or even Half and Half's burnt pile of disappointment of a brother. Hell, he'll take that smiling weirdo vandalist again. But no. He's gonna fight some magnetic loser and his cronies. At least it'll be quick. These chumps got nothing on the Wonder Duo.

Kaminari comes running back into the chapel. "Everyone's on the way to the venue!"

Hitoshi's eyes are immediately drawn to him. And the world seems so glow. He's messy, his hair is messed up, and his clothes are wrinkled. But to Hitoshi, he's never looked more beautiful. Kaminari's eyes meet his. And he gets an idea. "Izuku! Bakugou! Fall back!"

Katsuki blasts a clone one of the villains to pieces. "Hah!? I ain't a coward!"

"No, Kacchan.." Izuku lands back on the ground. "I think I know where he's going with this."

"Denki." Hitoshi calls out to Kaminari. "He controls metal." Kaminari's eyes widen. His fingers spark with excitement. This could work.

"I get it! Kats, stand back!" Katsuki growls, but lands back on the ground next to Izuku.

"Current Chain!" Kaminari's electricity shoots from his pointer finger, right at the nearest metal beam, then jumps to the next, until every piece of metal was charged with thousands of volts of electricity. Including the leader and his metal suit. The villian seizes from the sheer power of the shock, then falls, disappearing among the rubble. The remaining flunkies are tied up by their friends and teachers.

Izuku sighs in relief. His wedding is ruined. And his suit is destroyed. And his arm is injured from punching a solid metal wall. But his guests and his friends are safe. Everyone's safe. He gravitates toward Katsuki and leans on him. Katsuki is in a similar condition with a similar busted arm. But they're both safe. Katsuki wraps his uninjured arm around his future husband.

Aizawa eyes Hitoshi and nods in the direction of Kaminari. He knows his kid wants to go and talk to him. Hitoshis feelings for Kaminari are very obvious. And although he was sceptical at first, not wanting a second loud blond to deal with, his kid took after him too much. There are worse people Hitoshi could have feelings for.

Hitoshi's feet carry him to Kaminari, just as Kaminari is rushing to him.

"Hey, good j-" Kaminari throws his arms around Shinsou's 6 foot tall frame and plants a kiss right on his lips. Like the hyped up firecracker he is, he breathes life into Hitoshi's lungs. Hitoshi feels himself melting, holding Kaminari's waist.

Izuku gasps, then coos in adoration. Katsuki smirks, kissing the top of Izuku's head. "Told you, nerd."

Kaminari pulls away, suddenly aware that everyone, including Shinsou's parents, are watching them. He smiles nervously. "I shouldn't have done that. That was probably really embarrassing for you."

Hitoshi smiles softly, his forehead pressing against Kaminari's much shorter one. "Strangely, I'm okay with it." He looks to the happy couple. "I really wanted to wait until after your special day, Izuku."

"It was shit anyway." Katsuki smirks.

"Oh! We should check on our guests! Everyone's probably waiting." Izuku takes Katsuki's hand and squeezes.

Their remaining classmates that didn't help with evacuation hand off the restrained villains to the police. One by one, they give Katsuki and Izuku an apologetic pat on the back before filing out. Shinsou and Kaminari holding each other's pinkies with shy smiles.

"Mister Deku!" Eri, who was supposed to be evacuated with the other guests, meets them outside. "Mister Kacchan! You're hurt!" Eri was now 14. In her first year of UA. Class A and her family couldn't be prouder. She'd decided she was going to specialize in healing and support. "Let me help." She reaches her hands out for both of them, intending to use her quirk as she did with the guests.

"Eri, it's okay. You've helped more than enough today. We don't want you to overuse your quirk."

"Mister Deku, I can do it. I've been practicing. Papa, can I?" Like everything, she looks to Aizawa for answers. He assesses the situation, both trusting Eri could physically do it, but also as her father being nervous about her overusing her quirk. Yamada had gone with the kids to help evacuate, using his quirk to give instructions and directions to the reception venue. But if his husband were here, he'd encourage Eri to help however she can, because that's what a hero does.

"Go ahead. But take it slow. Midoriya, she's been doing well. She can do this."

Izuku nods. "Alright. It would suck pretty bad if I had to dance with my new husband with one arm." He smiles. Eri places her hand on both Katsuki's and Izuku's arms. There's a glow from her quirk, then it's over. Like their injuries never happened. Izuku smiles, flexing his fingers on his now healed hand. "Thank you, Eri. You're amazing. Let's go."

"Nerd. How are we gonna get everyone there? All the cars left."

Izuku frowns. "Shit. I didn't think of that.. Kacchan and I can get there with our quirks, but... I don't know." Tears start to form in Izuku's eyes. Here it comes. All the pressure is finally overflowing. Izuku is breaking down. Suddenly, he's sobbing, and Katsuki pulls him into an embrace. "I-I just...wanted to get...married." Katsuki shushes him in the most loving tone, gently petting his hair and holding him.

"It's okay, Izu... We don't need some big party."

"The... The money..."

"We'll figure something out, baby."

Their friends start to join in on the hug, Todoroki being the first. "Midoriya, we always find a way."

"Yeah, dude. We're Class A." Kirishima adds, hugging Izuku as well. Izuku is comforted knowing that so many people care about him. Kaminari, Shinsou, Sero, Eri, and in spirit, their whole class. All of them love him so much.

"I'm so blessed to have you all." He sniffles. "You're right. We'll find a way."

Aizawa's heart aches for his kids. But logically, there's not much he or Mic would do. None of them have transportation quirks. Or speed quirks. "You kids go ahead. With Bakugou's blasts and your jumps and Black Whip, you should be able to get to the beach."

"But... We'd be leaving you all here... Sensei, I want you all to be with me. But... I guess it doesn't matter now because the wedding is ruined." Izuku felt like crying again.

"Oi! Who said it's ruined? We're fucking Deku and Dynamight! We're getting married today if we have to officiate it ourselves. If it takes a bit longer to get there and be with our friends, that's nothin!"

"We'll do what we can, kid." Their former teacher smiles so softly, it's almost invisible.

"We certainly will, Mr Aizawa." Everyone in the room turns to the unnaturally cheerful voice. When did he get here? "Pardon me for the intrusion, but I saw you on the news and I was thinking you'd be quite upset about your wedding being interrupted. So as the former principal of our countries top heroes and a dear friend of the beloved late All Might, I've taken it upon myself to offer my aid."

Katsuki makes a 'tch' sound, but really, he's touched that their former teachers want to help. "You got a ride or what, furbag?"

"Kacchan! Have manners. Principal Nezu, we're so grateful for your help." Izuku smiles.

Nezu taps his cane on the ground. "Follow me, children. Your white horse awaits."

The group shuffle through the rubble to make it to the outside of the building. Theres three cars, all lined up and ready to be filled, drivers ready. Izuku could almost cry.

"And I have one more surprise for my number one and two students."

"I'm number one right?" Izuku smacks Katsuki's arm.

"Kacchan!" Then Izuku smiles mischievously. "you're not even number one on the charts."

"Oi! It's not too late to return the gifts, ya little shit."

"As I was saying, children. I've arranged an officiant to meet us at the venue." Izuku and Katsuki stares at their former principal in confusion and shock.

"Are you saying... We can still be married?" Izuku tries not to let too much hope show in his voice but due to his nature, it's impossible.

"Yes of course. I'm a bit of a romantic. Now go. You kids deserve happiness after all you've been through."

Izuku kneels down to hug Nezu, tears in his eyes. "Thank you, so much. I don't think we ever thanked you for doing so much to protect us."

"You don't need to thank me for doing my job." Nezu looks to Aizawa. "No matter how old you kids get, we will always be your teachers. Aizawa, you can take it from here. Eri, my dear, lovely job. You get stronger every day. I look forward to your debut." Eri gives him a bow and a grateful smile. Then the stoat like hero hobbles away.

"Alright, dweebs. Into the cars, now! Sensei, Squirt, Dunce Faces boytoy, you're with us! Stupid Hair, Half and Half and Tape Face, take the other car. Dunce Face stop giving me those eyes, you're not coming with us."

"Blasty-"

"Its my wedding-"

"Our wedding, Kacchan."

"Fine, nerd. OUR wedding. And I'm not gonna watch you two tongue each other. So for now, you're staying far away from him. You're in the third car with Cheeks and Raccoon Eyes."

Denki tips his head back with a groan. He grumbles that it's not fair that Sero and Todoroki get to share a car and they're a couple. But he reluctantly follows his classmates to the car. Everyone loads up and they're on their way.

Izuku is buzzing with excitement, waving his fists happily. He's gonna get married after all.

But then he notices. "Huh. This time of day, you'd think they'd be traffic. Or at least red lights."

Aizawa snorts. "I bet that old rodent has something to do with it. You two have always been his favorite."

Katsuki smirks, his arm around the back of Izuku's seat. "Don't act like we're not your favorites, teach."

"I don't have favorites. I care about all my students."

"Father..." Hitoshi gives him a look. "it's not logical to lie. We both know this class has wormed their way into your heart more than any other class."

Aizawa can't fight logic. Hitoshi is smiling, and so is Eri. And he definitely doesn't like the look on the problem children's faces. "Not a word."

When the cars arrive at the beach, a crowd is waiting for them. Their friends and families, the civilians they saved throughout their lives.

And most of all, they were met with a private party, on a long secluded beach very few even remember being there. The beach Izuku trained with All Might on, those many years ago. The beach Izuku cleaned top to bottom when no one else would. The beach Izuku took Katsuki for their first date and told him the story of how he met All Might. The beach Katsuki later proposed to Izuku at.

This beach was very special to the both of them. That's why they knew it had to be their secret reception venue. They had it decorated with flowers and lights, with tables set up with tons of food. Carpets made up a dance floor and a small stage was set up for music.

The centerpiece of the party wasn't some big dessert table, or ice sculpture, although Shoto did offer to provide one. It was far more special. Years ago, when they both broke through the top five, Katsuki and Izuku had the idea to install a tribute to Toshinori Yagi on the beach that meant so much to both of them.

See, the world already knew All Might. All around Japan was statues of his great, towering, muscular form, strong and unbreakable, with a blinding smile on his face. But hardly anyone cared about Toshinori Yagi. So Izuku designed the statue and Katsuki funded it. It was bronze, Toshinori sitting on a bench, with a filled bento open at his side, delicate rabbit printed cloth draped over the bento. His face old and weathered, but calm and at peace. He smiles with a warmth few saw on the heroes face. The plaque read "Toshinori Yagi: Father, teacher, and eternal hero."

When Izuku steps out of the car, he immediately goes to his mother, who of course, is emotional as always. "I'm okay, mom. It was nothing. Really, they were nobodies." Izuku laughs, trying to lean away from his mother's doting hands trying to clean the dirt from his face.

Mitsuki, was pretty much the opposite. She snatches Katsuki's ear. "You brat! First you avoid me all day, then you chase me out of the church."

"If you were there any longer, hag, you would have started burning!"

"You calling me a devil, brat!?"

"Honey... The kids have been through a lot today. Let's let Katsuki get to his wedding party." Masaru tries to pull his wife away.

Izuku manages to calm his mother down enough to escape her overbearing grasp. He finds his way to the statue at the center of the party. Just looking at it makes his heart ache. There's so much he should have done. But Yagi passed peacefully, of old age, surrounded by his many students and loved ones. Izuku and Katsuki held his hands as he took his last breath. His Wonder Duo was there, filling his heart with love until the end. Even so, Izuku wishes more than anything, he could go back to that day. That day Yagi offered him a bento and Izuku left him behind. He wishes he could-

Katsuki's kiss to his hair brings him out of his thoughts. "Whatever you're thinking, stop. He loved you, like his own blood, Izuku. You know that."

"I know, Kacchan. I know." He smiles, turning to look up at his love. "He's the only father I've ever known. I miss him so much."

"Me too, nerd."

"Bakugou? Midoriya?" An elegant voice calls. They turn to see Momo, holding two lovely jackets. Not the same as the ones Mitsuki designed for them, but theyre perfect. "I saw the condition of your suits, and I hope you don't mind, but I've taken the liberty to make you fresh ones."

"Oh, Momo..." Izuku hugs her close. As an adult, he's gotten much more comfortable around pretty girls. Probably due to all of his female classmates being beautiful. He's had time to get used to the beauty that surrounded him. Although his favorite beauty was still sharp red eyes and battle scars on his face. "Thank you. So much."

Izuku accepted the jackets and helps Katsuki put his on. Katsuki, in turn, does the same. Izuku uses his handkerchief to clean Katsuki's cheek, right where his scar rests. Katsuki fixes Izuku's messy curls. They look at each other with such love. They way they take care of each other says more than words can ever say. Katsuki turns his head to press a kiss to Izuku's scarred palm.

"Let's get married, nerd." Izuku smiles.

Yamada has reunited with his husband and kids, never doubting them for one moment. After greeting them with hugs and fatherly fistbumps, Yamada takes the stage. "Alright, alright alright! Now that the grooms are here, we got a wedding to get on with! Now, please welcome our special guest and the man who's going to be officiating the marriage of our top heroes.... Best Jeanist!" A tall, denim clad figure steps onto the stage.

"Oh for fucks sake!" Katsuki's voice is distantly heard, followed by chuckling from the crowd. He thought he'd escaped the blond menace. Sure, he invited him to the wedding, but he was told he couldn't make it due to his Number Five hero duties. Now Katsuki has to deal with him.

And he's gonna be marrying him and the nerd. Izuku bumps his hip. "He's not that bad, Kacchan. And he's taking time off to fill in. I know you respect him. You even asked him to teach you to dance."

"How the fuck-"

"I have my sources, Kacchan. Don't worry about it. The point is, we're very grateful that he's here to help. Now... If I wait any longer to get married, I think I'll explode."

Yamada hands Best Jeanist the microphone. "Thank you, Present Mic. Can the grooms come to the stage?" Izuku is very excited to join Best Jeanist. Katsuki rolls his eyes, but follows his future husband. He's only doing this to marry the nerd. That's all.

Izuku stands in front of Katsuki, holding his hands, looking at him with those big, stupid green eyes he can never say no to. And the humiliation is worth it. Because he's gonna marry this dweeb.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here..." The ceremony goes on without any more incident. The two exchange their vows to each other. They're given the rings, and kiss each other's hands as they place them on each other's fingers. They look into each other's eyes and whisper words of love.

"I hereby pronounce you wed. You may kiss." And kiss they did. Katsuki doesn't waste a moment in grabbing Izuku and spinning him in a passionate kiss. Cheers erupt around them. And the newly wed couple laugh.

Finally, as the sun sets, Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugou, Deku and Dynamight are married.

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