sorry but this is how I imagine icemav as parents in my head...

Adore You - Mark Estapa

Based on the song “Adore you” by Harry Styles :)

bowling date night with Mark and you can’t do anything but adore the man in front of you.

“You don’t have to say you love me, I just wanna tell you something. Lately you’ve been on my mind. Honey, I’d, I’d walk through fire for you. Just let me adore you. Like it’s the only thing I’ll ever do.”

You hear Mark come home after spending the day with the guys. Your puppy was barking like crazy while you could hear Mark saying hi to them.

He went to the lake with them while you and your friends went too but went home sooner. Mark stayed back to help everyone clean up.

Tonight was also date night. Almost every weekend was. No matter how late. It always happened no matter what.

“You ready, love?” Mark questioned walking into the room. “Almost…give me like five more minutes.” You say as you finish up washing your face. He smiles, while sitting down on the bed.

You and Mark went on dates almost every weekend. Either out to restaurants or just going to places like the bowling alley. The bowling alley was a personal favorite.

Seeing his face light up,as he smiles after making a strike. You couldn’t help but adore him. He was honestly the best boyfriend you can even remember having. He’s extremely sweet.

“All ready.” You take his hand, pressing a kiss into his fingers. While heading out the door Mark grabs his keys still not letting go of your hand.

The drive wasn’t to far. Mark mostly just talked about how we wanted to go to the beach again soon. He loves being out in the water. He sometimes reminds me of a man child. He gets so excited over the smallest things and it’s so adorable.

As we got to the bowling alley, we get our shoes and put our names into the board. Mark just put his as “stop sign” and you put yours “ts lover”. You and Mark always joked around with saying you were a puck bunny for him, even though you actually met Mark at a hockey game.

As the night continues, you and Mark were full of giggles and laughs. You loved nights like this. Practice and hockey free. Non of the team there. Just you and your favorite boy.

“LETS GO BABY!” Mark yells after making another strike. You giggle as he turns over all smiley. Mark sits down next to you and you put your head on his shoulder. “Wanna go get ice cream am after this?” He asks softly.

“Yeah, that sounds good.” You smiled. “We can finish this game up if you want, or we can go now. It’s up to you sweetheart.”

“We can go now if you want too.” You say turning to him. After you guys returned the shoes and got back to the car.

As the night went on it got pretty late. You and Mark were sitting outside of the ice cream shop. “The sky looks so pretty. All the stars…they are extremely bright.” You say while finishing your ice cream.

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yourusername i love you but maybe I love our puppy more 😁

markestapa the puppy ain’t even all that but I love you more THAN THE PUPPY. 🥲

^ edwards.73 aye don’t do my bud like that Estapa.

^ markestapa be•tray•al : the action of betraying one's country, a group, or a person; treachery. "the betrayal by the king by his daughter"

rutgermcgroarty why didn’t I get icecream.

^ luca.fantilli bro fr like??

^ mackie.samo we just ain’t cool enough man 🤧

^ markestapa why do u guys comment on all my gfs posts 😐

^ lhughes_06 bc she’s better than u?

^ markestapa bruh my own teammate.

^ edwards.73 dw bro ur still my bf

^ markestapa good 😍

^ yourusername damn. My bf js got taken 😪

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hi sorry ik my posts have been rlly bad lately I have had no motivation whatsoever and anything I come up with I don’t like and I hide in my drafts but Lunas over and when she’s over she forces her motivation on me 🥲 (not rlly she just talks about writing and than I think of something)

But anyways me and her are doing face masks rn and listening to music and it’s 4am 😍 alr bye bye ilyg

tagging some ppl - @lunaaaaaa-nothere @jeromes-scars

Ice Cream so Good!!!

🍦🍦🍦😋❤️

Jack x Reader share some icecream on a hot day but it winds up getting a bit tense.

****Tension & Romance*** 18+

The icecream man couldn’t have pulled up at a better time. It was 104 in Louisville that day and water just wasn’t hitting that spot anymore. You and Jack out for a walk in a park joined a crowd of people sweating and wilting from the intense heat, waiting impatiently for the frosty cold cooler of the icecream cart to open up.

“Babe!” Jack called to you, “What flavour do you want?”

“Vanilla swirl please!” You yelled back with the little crowd looking at you “What?” You said unaware of the irony of your request

“One swirl for the lady.” Jack said as he handed you your cone with a smirk on a sweltering Louisville day.

“Gimmie my dang cone” you said taking it with a vengeance and a giggle.

“Ice cream on me y’all!!” Jack announced and the crowd went crazy with cheers. Pretty much anywhere he happened to be people were getting treated. He handed a nice wad of bills to the icecream cart guy that would probably pay his rent for that month.

“For someone who doesn’t like attention you sure make your presence known.” You said trying to furiously lick your melting masterpiece “That was really sweet to do babe”

“Sweet?” He said “I see what you did there.” He teased poking you in the rib.

“You are so unserious.” You said looking at him dead ass

“Lick the cream and be quiet.” He shot back with a side grin

“Unserious and nasty.” You said rolling your eyes. You gave the cone a long lick while giving him “the look”. A glob of ice cream landed in your cleavage “I try to be sexy and just make a mess!” You said hurrying to wipe it off. “Ughhh! They give you the thinnest napkins” you said in frustration

“I got it” Jack said “let me get that for you.” He bent his head of chestnut curls down and licked the cold confection clean from the middle of your boobs. You hadn’t even noticed but you had walked into a secluded and wooded section of the park. “You know that sundress is giving fuck me in the bushes vibes.” He said

You spit out the ice cream in your mouth and threw your head back laughing. “You say the most stupidest shit I swear.” You said looking around nervously to see who may be watching.

Jack backed you up to a large tree trunk and licked some ice cream that had melted down your hand. You slowly redirected his hand to your mouth and took his whole cone in, pulling it out slowly and wiping your mouth “Mmmmmm ice cream so good!” You said mocking his latest IG story

“Dafuq you just say?” He said tickling you but now he was getting aroused from watching you take the whole cone in your mouth. He pressed into you against the tree and you became locked in a deep passionate kiss. You played with the curls at the nape of his neck with the one hand that wasn’t sticky. Suddenly he broke from your lips and went into dad-mode. “Finish up your making a big mess.” He said and you swear his dad was giving you a what for. “Seriously baby you can’t eat for shit. Need to buy you a bib.”

“Ok this is facts but fuck you.” You said annoyed “Did you get extra napkins?”

“Course I did I’m out with my toddler.” He said pulling a wad of napkins out of his pockets

“Very funny.” You said cleaning yourself up. It was hard to keep up with how fast it was melting.

“Babe come.” He said looking at a pond. “You can dip your hands in the water and clean them off.”

“Ooh! Great idea!” You said eager to get your hands free of the icky feeling. As you knelt down at the edge of the pond busy cleaning your hands you felt Jack behind you. “Jack….I swear you fucking push me in and I…” you warned him.

“Baby. I would never do such a thing.” He said pretending to be offended “I just wanted to do this!” He said splashing you and running away.

The water went in your eyes and you lost your footing at the muddy side of the pond and fell in with a big splash.

“Baby!!!” Jack ran over to you and offered you a hand helping you get to your feet. You were drenched and dropped on the ground. Jack thought you had started to cry but you were laughing so hard you couldn’t make a sound. Your shoulders were just shaking.

“Fuck you Jack!!” You said wiping tears from your eyes from laughing so hard. He started howling and joined you on the grass.

“When I…and then you….” He couldn’t even get the words out belly laughing and acting out how you fell in the pond. “You see why I have to be dad first with you?” He said warmly. Jack loved how awkward you were. It made you the realest person to him and made him connect to you more than anyone as his protective side often surfaced towards you.

“You gonna help me or no? You got clothes in that backpack?” You asked. Jack often carried an extra T-shirt for you and this time you really needed it.

“You know I wouldn’t take my toddler to the park without extra clothes.” Jack said reaching in his tan MCM backpack and pulling out a fresh tour T-shirt and shorts.

“I have to walk around with your big face on my chest?” You said turning up your nose. “That’s worse than falling in” you teased. You hated wearing his merch now that you were dating him. It seemed so lame.

“Stop your sass sister and rep your man.” He said throwing it to you. “Go behind those bushes I’ll cover you.” Jack said pulling out a picnic blanket and holding it at arms length so nobody would see you changing.

“Don’t look you perv.” You said as you went a bit further into the bushes.

Jack rolled his eyes and looked away as you changed. “He can’t help but be a gentleman” you thought lovingly to yourself as he’d seen you naked a million times. Suddenly you saw something move fast in the bushes and ran out screaming but tripped because you had one leg in your shorts.

“Baby!!WTF??” Jack exclaimed “Did you see something?!”

“Idk wtf that was!” You said gasping

He reached down to help you up again and help finish putting on your clothes. “Babe, if you’re going to be the mother of my children you have to get your shit together.” He said dusting you off but secretly loving the situations you wound up in.

“Ha! Ok Jackman I’ll try.” You said giggling hanging onto his neck for balance as he cleaned you off for the second time in 20 minutes. “I’m a mess I know. I feel so stupid” you said looking down. He knew your parents always yelled at you growing up for being a bit clumsy.

“Hush with that and help me spread the blanket. I think this is a good spot.” He said in a firm tone looking around at where to put the blanket. Jack did not tolerate you getting down on yourself “You’re fucking fine the way you are ok? None of us are perfect. Understand?” He said looking intensely at you

“Yes Jack. I understand.” You said quietly

“Ok let’s eat our lunch mama” he said kissing you on the forehead and pulling out two burritos and Peach Phocus from his backpack. “To my future wife.” He said and you toasted Phocus cans. He saw the slight grimace on your face and knew when he said that it bothered you because you said you never wanted to get married. It was part of the reason why he dropped everyone to be with you. Landing him wasn’t your goal. He wasn’t someone for you to lock down and live off of. That’s why his parents liked you too.

“Wanna go 1/2 on a baby on this blanket?” He said taking a big bite of his burrito and sneaking you a look with his one eyebrow up. He was always testing you.

“I wanna finish my fucking burrito. After falling in the pond, nearly dying in the bushes, and this heat?? I want to eat.” You said scuffing up his beard avoiding the comment.

It was a beautiful day. Birds were chirping in the trees and the sun was beaming through on your perfect spot in the shade blessing your little picnic with the love of your life. You had grown so close to Jack. It was the greatest love you had ever experienced, but marriage and kids… you just didn’t know if you were cut out for all that.

“You still on birth control?” He asked you making you uncomfortable and partially choke on your food.

“Why now Jack? Can I just eat in peace?” You begged

“So that’s a yes.” He said agitated putting the last of his food in his mouth “Maybe we should go now. It’s too hot out here.” He said standing up.

“Sit down Jackman. I’m finishing my food and enjoying my day.” You said calmly. He got so in his feelings sometimes. He rolled his eyes and sighed plopping back down beside you.

“I just want..” he started

“I know what you want and for the first time ever I’m entertaining it, but you have to stop those little digs.” You said gently looking into his blue sparkling eyes. “You think I don’t want to be Mrs. Harlow and have your babies? I’m scared ok?”

“Ok but you know patience isn’t a virtue of mine.” He said laying on his back and folding his arms behind his head. “I mean look at my parents…and my grandparents.” He reasoned

“And look at my parents and half the planet’s parents.” You countered

“That won’t be us.” He said determined

“I like that you think that.” You said as you rested your head on his chest enjoying the breeze and warmth. “Can’t we just be like Kurt Russell and Goldie Hawn?”

“Who?” He said confused

“You know that old movie we watched the other day that you liked so much?” You asked him

“What about it.” He said in no mood.

“Well the stars in that movie are together in real life. They’ve been happily unmarried for decades because they’re best friends. Kate Hudson is their daughter. You crush on her all the time on your MILF shit.”

“Oh word?” He said suddenly interested “Nice try baby. I see your point. Get off the birth control.”

“I hate you.” You said play punching him

“Just admit defeat babe. This is what it will be.” He said turning you on your side and spooning from behind.

“Ok I give…. geezus you are a pest.” You said happily snuggling into his arms but feeling a bulge below “Um babe we can’t have sex in this public park.”

“I’m just feeling good. I can control myself. Wanna give me head?” He asked

“What am I going to do with you?” You said exasperated and giggling

“Give me head.” He said restating his solution “Or give my mother a grandchild. Take your pick.” He said nuzzling his nose in your neck.

You sighed and rolled your eyes, settling into his embrace on the blanket on the most perfect afternoon. He wasn’t going to give up and quite frankly you didn’t want him to.

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Could you write just a fluffy comfort fic with Frank, Mikey, and reader? it's not a pairing that I've seen even though I love the dynamic :] if it's not something you think you can write that's okay too, you're just one of the few mcr writers I've seen that take poly requests :D

eeeee! Yes! Im not too good at writing comfort but ill try my best! Thanks for requesting!

COMFORT W/MIKEY AND FRANK

Fluff,comfort, mikey and frank being cuties, cuddling, kind of dialogue heavy, its not like sad comfort its more angry comfort because when i overthink i get angry instead, if that makes any sense, readers kinda mean? I dont know what most people consider mean, i struggle with writing emotions, my house is constantly freezing so i guess im projecting a bit, is this even comfort?

Not proofread yet

Mikey & frank x gn!reader

Currently you were sitting on your couch waiting for your boyfriends to get home. They were supposed to get home 2 hours ago but, they’re busy people i guess. You had put on a show that was on, now long forgotten as you went to look if you still had icecream in the freezer.

To your surprise there was, and it was your favorite flavor too. Grabbing a spoon and the icecream, you made your way back to your couch. You found yourself overthinking after a while, staring at the tv with a blank expression. You tried to enjoy your ice cream but, with your thoughts going a mile a minute you inevitably got distracted. After maybe an hour you looked down, realizing your icecream was starting to melt.

“This is so stupid.” You flatly said, angrily getting up from your spot on the couch. “They were supposed to be here three hours ago!” You exclaimed, shoving the icecream back in the freezer before it melted. As if on cue you heard the door open, you groaned in response. ‘Course as soon as im talking shit they get here.’ You thought, deciding to go greet them.

“We’re home!” Frank yelled, from the doorway. “I can see that.” You responded, appearing from around the corner, accidentally spooking Mikey making frank giggle. “Hey baby, how was your day?” Mikey asked, pressing a kiss to your forehead, frank going to put his guitar away. You thought about your answer for a second before deciding. “Boring, what happened to coming home three hours ago?” You replied with your own question.

“Gerard wanted us to stay longer so we could finish another song.” Frank said, wrapping his arms around you and kissing the side of your head. “Tell Gerard I’ll steal his eyeliner the next time it happens.” You grumbled before kissing frank back. “Will do.” Mikey answered, pecking my lips before moving to put his bass away. “C’mon lets go get ready for bed.” Frank requested. “Nuh uh, when did you shower last?” You quizzed, stepping away from him.

He didn’t answer, “thats what i thought, Mikey! You’re both showering or you’re both sleeping on the floor! You pick!” You asserted, moving to walk towards your guy’s room. “But will you shower with us?” Mikey questioned, walking into the shared room. “If thats what it takes to get you guys cleaned.” You laughed slightly. “Yay!” Frank cheered jokingly.

After, many kisses and pruney fingers later you all got out of the shower and got dressed. It was rather cold but, thanks to your absurd amount of blankets you all got comfortable. “Why do you keep the house so cold?” Frank asks from his place on your stomach. You shrug in response, continuing to run your hands through his now clean hair. “I guess i like it better than being sweaty.” You yawned.

“Thats fair.” Mikey hummed from above you, rubbing circles into your stomach. “Frank and i are sweaty a lot though.” Mikey finished. “Believe me, i know.” You responded flatly. “I love you guys.” Frank said sleepily. “I love you too Frankie, goodnight.” You whispered, kissing his head. “I love you too frank.” Mikey whispered aswell, kissing both of you goodnight.

Sunshine Of The Woods: Chapter 1, Down The Rabbit Hole

A normal day in New York City. Cars lined the streets, along with the obnoxious horns that their drivers oh so loved to abuse. Thousands of people were crowding the sidewalks as they went on with their lives, completely unbothered.

Music pulsed from the city, dozens upon dozens of voices buzzing in the city while the car horns kept sounding off. The air smelt heavily of greasy food and the ever constant smog that hangs over New York.

All in all, it was a perfectly normal day.

A van skidded down the street, earning a chorus of furious honks from the other drivers. Following the van was a massive, colorful vehicle shaped like…a turtle?

The turtle shaped vehicle tried to weave around the much smaller cars while pursuing the van. Tried being the keyword as the majority of the cars ended up with scratched paint and mild dents.

People looked up, watching the bizarre vehicle zoom down the road in pursuit of the mysterious van. Some simply shrugged and moved on as if nothing happened. It's New York! A turtle shaped vehicle is not the weirdest thing in the city.

Some people groaned but continued on at a much faster pace. They knew exactly what group of buffoons was in that vehicle, it was best not to stick around when the chaos struck. Sure they kept the city kinda safe but there was an unspoken rule that when you see a massive turtle shaped vehicle it's best to make yourself scarce.

The van swerved right, heading for an old warehouse in the Bronx. The turtle vehicle followed, though with a bit of difficulty as this road was far narrower than the previous one.

A cannon mounted on top of the turtle vehicle swiveled around before firing at the van. A purple bowling ball was shot from the cannon, however it missed when the van's driver swerved out of the line of fire, the bowling ball slamming into the pavement instead. Two more bowling balls were fired with similar results.

Neck in neck the vehicles raced down the road, a symphony of car horns and curses from the other drivers filling the mid day air. Inside the turtle shaped vehicle, which was affectionately called the turtle tank, was another brand of chaos. Four mutant turtles of varying species were arguing inside the tank. And all four were color coded too!

"They're getting away! Go faster! Go faster! Why arent we going faster?" The one in a blue mask yelled, shoving a much larger turtle wearing a red bandana. The bigger turtle growled, doing his best to ignore the smaller one's pushing and shoving while he drove the tank.

"We're going at top speed Leo!" The red clad turtle shouted as his younger brother continued to aggravate him. Several more bowling balls were fired at the van, one managing to knock off one of the side mirrors.

"Drive faster then Raph!" Leo yelled, every breath coming out in strangled huffs. The bigger turtle, Raph, groaned, of course he hadn't heard what he had said!

"Leo, relax! We're gonna catch them!" The smallest of turtles, sporting a bright orange mask, chirped. He was currently filling a small waffle cone with ice cream from the tank's built-in dispenser. With sprinkles of course, he isn't an animal!

"Mikey's right, the Foot Clan aren't getting away!" Raph added, swerving through another turn that sent the two smaller turtles stumbling about.

Leo gripped his head as he continued to panic all while his ragged breathing bordered hyperventilation. He smacked his head, trying to calm down. Focus, just breathe. In through the nose out through the mouth, nice and slow.

"I'm out of bowling balls! Miguel, get over here!" The fourth and last turtle barked through the screen. He was wearing a purple bandana and metallic goggles on top of his head. Donnie, the brains of the group…most of the time anyways.

Mikey nodded through a mouthful of icecream while running over to a different part of the tank. He popped into his shell, rolling into the compartment for the bowling balls.

The compartment hatch was locked shut, trapping the box turtle inside. Donnie began typing away on one of the many keyboards in his station.

"Setting calibrations for plan B.B!" He quipped. His currently shelled brother was pushed into the cannon's bore, stopping right inside the muzzle.

Mikey giggled excitedly, plan B.B was so much fun! It's one of the most exciting plans ever!

What does B.B stand for? It stands for Brother Ball!

A button was slammed down activating the cannon. With a blast of light the orange clad turtle was shot out into the air, whooping and hollering with glee.

'Focus Mikey! You can play later!' He scolded himself and popped back out of his shell. One hand grabbed the orange handle of his Kusari-Fundo.

"COWABUNGA!" He yelled, swinging his weapon with the force of a tornado. The spiked ball was set ablaze by bright orange flames, a malicious face cackling evilly in the fire.

Cracking like a whip, the chain extended, sending the flaming spike ball zooming through the air. It collided with the roof of the van, embedding in the white metal with enough strength to leave a massive crater. Mikey smiled triumphantly, swinging forwards with a masterful spin.

He landed on the roof of the van, striking a celebratory pose. The orange clad turtle waved at the turtle tank, however the driver of the van seemed to notice that they now had a stowaway.

The van began skidding along the road, jerking left and right as it tried to knock Mikey off. The turtle in question screeched, arms pinwheeling to keep his balance.

"You good Mikey?" Raph's voice asked through the brand new com device on the small turtle's wrist.

"Never better!" Mikey hollered, struggling to maintain balance and not fall off. Falling face first onto hot pavement while at top speed sounded…less than ideal.

"Whatever, JUST GET IN THERE!" Leo all but screamed into the com, reminding Mikey of why they were pursuing the van.

Earlier that day they were fighting against the Foot Lieutenant and Brute, a classic battle against semi easy enemies. What could go wrong?

Well apparently when they were doing their thing and razzamatazzing the baddies, something important had gotten knocked out of the turtles' hands and right into the hands of their sworn enemies. They hadn't noticed until the Foot had already escaped.

One of their mystic weapons had been stolen, leaving them without its magical power.

The weapon in question was Leo's odachi.

It wasn't just any old odachi, no this sword could create portals to anywhere the user desired.

So in the hands of the enemy it is a dangerous thing. That's why they're trying to get it back.

"I'm on it!" Mikey said to the com, leaning over to look at the back of the van. Swinging the kusari-fundo he let it loose yet again, this time the cackling flaming ball hooking around one of the door handles.

With a tug the metal was jerked off with far less effort than one would expect and flung into a dumpster as they zoomed by. That was easy!

He looked inside the van, spotting the blue handle of Leo's odachi hidden underneath a tarp. Bingo!

"Found your sword Leon!" Mikey chirped, his brother's audible sigh of relief made him snicker.

"Well bring it back! We're running out of gas!" Raph shouted, making the box turtle roll his eyes.

"Yeah yeah keep your shell on big guy! Mikey's got this!" Just as he was about to swoop in and yoink the odachi back from the bad guys, the Foot Lieutenant suddenly blocked the way.

The evil ninja smirked, folding several sheets of paper with the speed of a bullet. With a wave of his hand, four paper ninjas hopped onto the roof of the van and surrounded Mikey on all sides.

The box turtle cracked his knuckles, they were just paper after all! His kusari-fundo whizzed about as he easily dodged the paper ninjas' attacks. Orange flames quickly scorched the paper into ashes.

"Is that all you got, foot face?" Mikey sneered as more paper ninjas were sent out. Again he burned them up but more and more kept coming and with the van swerving left and right it was getting harder and harder to keep fighting and not fall.

"Guys I need some help up here!" The box turtle yelled into the com while his arms once again pinwheeled helplessly as the van kept jerking about.

"Can do, Angelo!" Donnie said before flying out of the turtle tank. His battle shell now resembled the propellers of a drone as he soared towards his younger brother.

Pulling out his tech bō, the purple clad turtle zipped towards the Foot Lieutenant, the rocket that had formed slamming into his raised arms.

Now that Mikey had a chance to breathe he cleared away the last of the origami ninjas. He climbed back down to the back of the van, clinging to the top of the doors as Donnie and the Foot Lieutenant duked it out inside the van.

"Get em Dee! Hit him in his stupid face!" Mikey cheered for his older brother, momentarily forgetting what he was supposed to be doing.

Donnie pinned the ninja to the wall of the van with his tech bō before looking at Leo's odachi that was laying on the van floor.

"Mikey get the odachi before Leo blows a gasket!" The orange clad turtle smirkes and nodded, swiping the odachi. Mission success! However the little celebration was quickly cut short.

The van swerved one last time, skidding to a stop. The sudden motion sent Mikey flying out of the van and landing on the concrete with a thud. The odachi was knocked from his hands.

Mikey whined, pushing himself off the ground. That hurt a lot! Luckily there are benefits to being a mutant turtle, his shell took the brunt of the fall. The first thing he saw was a strange device being wheeled towards the warehouse by several foot ninjas. Before he could go see what that was all about a voice caught his attention.

"Mikey!" Raph hollered as he and Leo raced over, just as Donnie was thrown out of the van by the Foot Lieutenant.

Luckily Leo broke his fall. Although getting a titanium battle shell to the chest doesn't sound too pleasant.

"Well that was extraordinarily painful!" Donnie stated, flopping on top of his fellow disaster twin.

"Donald get off of me or I swear to god!" The red eared slider hissed from underneath Donnie. Said purple clad turtle in question simply groaned.

"You ok Mikey?" Raph asked, helping the smaller turtle up.

"I'm good!"

"My odachi!" Leo shouted, shoving Odnnie to the ground and making a mad dash for the sword.

Said weapon was grabbed by the Foot Lieutenant. The Foot Brute stood by his side, cracking his knuckles while eyeing Raph. Dozens upon dozens of human foot ninjas surrounded the four turtles

"Do not let them interfere with the experiment!" The hordes of ninjas nodded and attacked, striking from every angle while the Lieutenant ran towards the device with the odachi in hand.

"Gimme back my sword foot faced freak!" Leo all but screamed, charging after the ninja. Without his weapon…

"Leo what are you doing?" Raph yelled, blocking powerful punches from the Foot Brute

"Oh great Nardo's being stupid!" Donnie groaned, getting slammed into the ground.

The orange fire demon of Mikey's odachi continued its malicious cackling as it zipped around, bashing and whacking the foot ninjas like pinballs.

More and more just kept coming, but that wasn't what concerned the box turtle. No, he was focused on his older brother.

The foot ninjas swarmed around the slider, making it nearly impossible for him to dodge every single punch, kick, and jab.

Without his sword he couldn't defend himself.

At least not alone.

Mikey jumped over a foot soldier, knocking three more to the ground and racing after his brother.

"I gotchu Leon!" The orange clad turtle yelled, kusari-fundo flying through the air. It coiled around the odachi's blade and yanked it from the Foot Lieutenant's hands.

Before the lost sword could be reeled in, a foot soldier kicked Mikey harshly in the ribs. A sputtering gasp escaped his mouth as he was knocked to the ground yet again.

The two mystic weapons fell, the odachi getting nabbed by the foot soldier while the kusari-fundo lay limp on the concrete.

"You did not just do that to my brother! Get the fuck over here!" Leo barked, tackling the foot soldier. They tossed the odachi to another, wrestling with a now furious Leo.

"You ok Michael?" Donnie called out, parrying the attacks of two foot soldiers.

"I'm good!" Mikey shouted, his chest hurt but if his memory served there wasn't any breakage. He knew what a broken rib felt like and it was a million times worse than this. Worst case scenario it would be an ugly bruise hidden under his plastron.

He staggered to his feet, blocking the rapid fire punches of foot soldiers with his arms. Grabbing his weapon he whipped the soldiers away.

"Raph the odachi!" The snapper turned, the soldier from earlier hugging the sword close to their chest as they ran through the battlefield.

"Raph's got this!" The bright red holographic gauntlets around his fists burned brighter. With his hands white knuckled around the tonfas he slammed the gauntlet into the foot soldier, sending the grunt flying into the warehouse walls. The odachi flew through the air, Leo jumping to grab it.

The Foot Brute's fist collided with Raph's jaw, knocking him to the ground as the two began going at it yet again.

"Retrieve the weapon!" The Foot Lieutenant shouted, dozens of origami ninjas forming and tackling Leo to the ground before he could grab the sword.

"Oh come on!" Leo whined, Mikey and Donnie both running over to help.

Donnie swung his tech bō, a massive rocket rapidly constructing at the end. With a determined smirk he swung the rocket into the horde of paper ninjas, vaporizing them in seconds. Once again the odachi was sent spinning through the air, tip of the blade over the dark blue hilt.

"I got it!" No Donnie did not have it, due to more paper ninjas slamming him to the ground by the legs.

And once again the odachi fell back into enemy hands. Like an evil game of hot potato. Every time they tried to grab the sword it got snatched away again.

That is until it finally landed back in the Foot Lieutenant's hands. He rushed over to the machine, it looked like a normal doorway if Mikey was being honest. However the vibes it gave off felt almost…sinister.

The odachi was plugged into a control panel, with buttons being rapidly pressed.

"Uh guys, a super evil baddie is messing with Leo's portal making sword!" Mikey whimpered, struggling to evade the constant barrage of attacks.

He was getting tired. Raph and Donnie were locked in combat with the Foot Brute, though it was quickly becoming a losing battle.

And then there was Leo, who had grabbed a metal pipe to bludgeon the foot soldiers with. Though his misses were getting more frequent.

"Well Raph what do we do?" Donnie asked before getting chucked into the side of an empty shipping crate.

"I don't know! I'm thinking!" The red clad turtle yelled back, headbutting the Foot Brute.

"Well think faster my odachi is gonna get covered in evil germs if we don't fucking hurry!" Leo whined, smacking his pipe around.

"Oh no it ain't!" With that Mikey bounded towards the machine, a flaming cyclone forming from his kusari-fundo. His brother's protests fell on death ears. There was a confident, almost defiant smirk on his face. Mikey's got this!

A switch on the control was flicked, the machine sparking to life. Bright bluish light filled the doorway, crackling and popping with electricity.

"It's working! Glory to the foot clan!" The Lieutenant shouted, his words echoed by his followers.

"COWABUNGA!" Mikey screeched like it was a battle cry, a massive blast of fire crashed into the purple tinted body of the Foot Lieutenant. The vicious flames attacked him as the chain snaked around his body.

Summoning all his strength, Mikey whirled the ninja around, swinging his body into the other foot clan ninjas that tried to intervene before slamming him into the concrete. Then he raised his arms and slammed him down again, over and over.

With one final swing the ninja was thrown into his crowd of followers, leaving Mikey panting like a dog while his brothers cheered him on.

Now to get the odachi and trash the weird doorway thing to pieces!

The orange clad turtle stood behind the panel and grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled. It wouldn't budge. Mikey gulped and kept pulling, gritting his teeth. No matter how much he tried, the sword was stuck!

"It's stuck!"

"What do you mean 'it's stuck' just pull harder!" Leo yelled, panic clear in his green eyes.

"Hang on Mikey Raph's coming!" The snapper ran over to the front of the control panel, quickly gripping the hilt. With all his impressive strength he began to pull but like with Mikey it refused to budge.

"You might have to turn off the machine first!" Donnie called out, helping Leo stand up.

"Ok how do we do that?"

"How am I supposed to know?"

Mikey cracked his knuckles and resorted to the age old problem solving strategy he learned from video games over the years.

Button mashing.

The light from the doorway started changing colors, growing with intensity with every random button Mikey pressed. Why wasn't there an off switch?

"Angelo, you're making it worse!"

"Why didn't the foot label the buttons?"

"Just keep pulling, something's gotta give!"

"Mikey stop it, you're pissing the odachi off!"

Sure enough the weapon in question had started to vibrate, making a horrible screeching sound as the metal funbed against metal.

All four turtles covered their ears as the sound grew louder and louder. The light had become blinding with the doorway starting to fracture. A powerful vacuum began to form, pulling in everything towards the doorway.

Including one orange clad turtle.

Mikey was swept off his feet as he was starting to get pulled backwards.

A scream tore through his throat as he grabbed the hilt of Leo's precious odachi, knuckles going snow ehite as he fought against the vacuum.

He could barely hear his brothers' screaming over the metallic scraping. His grip was slipping, the vacuum getting stronger.

One hand slipped off the hilt, leaving the box turtle to flail around against the force of the vacuum.

Before his other hand slipped off, Raph grabbed it with his, the red gauntlet crackling against Mikey's skin.

"I gotchu Mikey!" Raph yelled, tightening his grip. Leo and Donnie were clinging to either side of him.

Mikey smiled, despite the situation.

Electricity sparked off the portal as the glowing light began to distort. It was falling apart!

Just gotta hold on a little longer.

The suction suddenly tripled, yanking Mikey from his brother's grasp.

"MIKEY!" All three of the other turtles screamed as Mikey was sent flying backwards through the doorway.

His screams were cut short when he entered the light, which was pale blue with pink flecks sparkling inside.

The doorway exploded in a blast of white light, the shockwaves sending the other three brothers flying throughout the battlefield.

When the thick smoke finally cleared, looks of pure horror spread across the trio's faces.

Mikey was gone.

Meanwhile the turtle in question was screaming his lungs out as he tumbled through the portal. This didn't feel like Leo's portals! It felt too chaotic, too much of a bumpy ride.

A bumpy ride to who knows where.

Heat singed his body as he descended, further and further down the cyan colored rabbit hole.

Soon the blue switched to an alarming shade of pink as he kept falling and screaming.

This portal, was it even a portal, felt endless! Going on and on forever! Was Mikey doomed to just keep falling for the rest of his life?

Apparently at that exact moment, the universe decided to prove that theory wrong. Mikey fell through the other end of the portal, fresh cold air covering his entire body.

He would've relished the feeling if he was not still falling!

This time instead of the blue/pink inside of the portal, he was met with a dark gray, near black sky, pouring rain and tall dark trees.

He only caught a glimpse of those before he crashed through.

Branches and leaves sliced at his skin as he fell through layers and layers of the trees' growth, which had thankfully slowed his fall. Somewhat.

Soon the ground came into view, giving Mikey only a second to gulp in fear. Oh that was going to hurt…

He slammed into the ground, knocking all the air out of his lungs. Mikey just laid there, the near icy mud underneath his body soothing the raging heat from his trip through the portal. He tried to breath, huffs of air barely reaching his lungs as the rain drenched his small body.

The orange clad turtle's ears were ringing, his eyelids were growing heavy. Everything was spinning and blurred to hell. He couldn't focus…couldn't think…everything felt so heavy…

He had to stay awake! That's what Leo always said when you have a head injury. Stay awake no matter what!

But…he was so tired…

Despite his best efforts, his eyes sealed shut.

The rain continued to pour, the forest unchanged.

However, luckily for Mikey, he was not all alone in these strange woods.

Wrote this for a roleplay months ago. Only real important info is that Adam and Jonah went on an alternate call, and Jonah got his shoulder dislocated.

CW: None, hopefully!

He walked to the elevator, pressing the worn-out button to enter the thing and watching as the doors slid open. He had told himself he’d use the stairs this time, but that dream had been pretty much pulled out from the ground in the light of this latest encounter. Injuries on calls weren’t exactly new to the man- Adam knew his way around the alternates themselves, Jonah just filmed them- but this one was one of the worst he’s gotten. It was probably his fault for zoning out like he did, he decided. It wasn’t like this is the worst infliction he’s ever been dealt, anyway. He’d deal with it.

Soon enough he arrived at his apartment, prying the door open and slamming it closed when he entered. He exhaled a sigh of relief he didn’t even know he was holding in, grateful to finally be home. His first instinct was to pass out, but he knew better then that. He sighed in annoyance, walking to the kitchen and finding the ice pack he always kept in it. He’s gotten hurt enough times to warrant its purchase a few months back, despite the fact he should’ve just made it himself. For all his strengths, he was a lazy bastard, and Adam never really cared enough to get mad at him for it.

He closed the fridge door, taking the thing with him as he trudged towards the bathroom. This was almost routine for him at this point, but this time it felt different considering the sheer severity of the wound. Thankfully, his right arm wasn’t affected, but it was still a pain in the ass considering he’d most likely have to make some weird makeshift sling in the meantime if his blurry medical knowledge served him right. Though, he could do that later, after all. It’s not like anyone really cared about him enough to notice it.

He shut the door behind him, crouching down and beginning to search for the first aid kit he kept in the bathroom. He had two; one he had stolen from his parents house, and another he bought before he acquired his apartment. He knew which one was which, but he liked it when other people had no idea. He wasn’t fully sure if Adam even knew he had two, but if he did, he surely didn’t know which was which. He soon found it, unlocking it’s hatches before picking out the bandages and setting them on the sink counter.

Dread knotted his stomach as he realized what he had to do. He sighed, quickly taking off his jacket before pushing the short sleeve on his injured arm as high as possible, revealing his shoulder. He then grabbed the appendage, wrenching it forward so that he could bandage it effectively. He gasped in pain as he did so, tears welling in his eyes as he began to tightly wrap the bandage around the infliction. It hurt like hell, but thankfully (to him), nobody was there to witness his silent suffering. He was both grateful and annoyed that he knew the most about medical things in BPS; or atleast more than Adam.

When he finished, he placed his head in his free hand, standing in-front of the sink in silence. He hated silence. It meant he had nothing to distract himself, and in times like this, that was most optimal. When Jonah was faced with stress he usually avoided his problems— albeit by running away or zoning out— but he couldn’t escape this now. He had to mull over what had just happened and what the alternate had said; to both Adam AND himself. This was going to be a long night.

He trailed out of the bathroom, returning to the fridge once more. He opened the appliances door, taking out a tub of half-eaten ice cream he left inside it before proceeding to find a spoon and heading to the couch. He sat on it, placing the ice pack he still had in his hands onto his shoulder before holding the icecream in his lap and opening it. He decided he deserved the treat, considering how much pain he was in (and how much thinking he had infront of him). He lowered his head, beginning to snack on the ice cream as his mind wandered into memory.

Plus, some doodles I made for it…

BELLEEEEEEE MY BELOVED HOW HAVE YOU BEEN I HAVE MISSED U SO MUCH I AM NOT KIDDING I HAVE UPDATES W MY LIFE SO PLEASE UPDATE ME TOO <33

warning very long rant upcoming mentions mental health issues kissing relationships being high (jokig manner being high on adrenaline) eating and idk what else

1 mental health has been going down hill its so bad i have gone back to my old habits of studying for 4 hrs ish????? and crying for like a 6.3 out of 7 very very bad

2 im SEEING SOMEONE RN⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ HELLO AURI LOVER ERA SLAYYYYYY but yeah i like him 😿😿😿 a lot 😿 hes so nice super funny and makes me really happy he makes me forget ab my problems and those things are super important to me in a relationship ALSO HE LIKED ME FIRST???? like we were coming back from ene (i will explain later in the "update letter?? " what is ene) aND WE WERE 7 PEOPLE IN 1 CAR 😭😭😭 so there was 5 persons on the back thats like designed for 3 people😭 we left one friend at the school bc her mom was picking them up so we were 4 left in the back seats i sat beside him and because we were super high on adrenaline and a little 🤏 tight we moved a lot and so he kept putting his hand on my lower back??? AND WE ENDED UP HOLDING HANDS OUT OF NOWHERE and he carressed my hand a lot and did like patterns😿😿😿 SAOUR CUTE WTF bit we another friend and ( context we already dropped off the other two so its only 3 of us left plus the teacher even more context he is a year older than us im in 9th grade and hes in 10th but we were both born in 2007 if that makes sense??? ) ok so w that friend we were like anoying him like WHO DO U LIKE?? dont u trust us you dont like us anymore?? ( we were so high on adrenaline and also our relationship is like that extremly playful and not serious amongst friends) so we started are they from our class??? and he went yes?? maybe and then my friend lets call her rachel bc im tired of saying my friend, rachel went aura.... the other aura (there are 2 aura's in our class ) he went no???? rachel: this aura ( me) him :idk maybe AND W THAT SHE WAS SCREAMING I DIDN'T PROCESS SHIT AND HE WAS EMBARRASSED so rachel goes : aura did y process what just happened me: 😭no😭 so at this point we were in front of my house and i go: we are going to have this conversation tomorrow fast forward to today lmao my school is in the neighborhood i live in so i go home walking so we have a group of friends that live on the neighborhood and go home together me him and rachel are on that "group" but rachel didn't come home walking idk why and the two friends i told u ab last time (the one that i liked and my best friend update they are now dating and are aDORABLE i am the bridesmaid they both agreed on it) so we were walkinf home 4 of us plus my sister and another friend when we get to my house its the 4 of us plus my sister my 2 friends who are datinf buy icecream ( my family has a small ice cream bussiness the ice cream my mom makes is indeed bussing) and he my sister and i were left in my house so i go : you know we gotta talk and he goes : wdm🤨 i i say : mom im going outside for a bit and we go to the park in front of my house (like 4 meters from my house) and we sit on the bench and talk...... alot from 3:40 ish?? till 5:10 😭 we were holding handa hi put an arm around my waist put his head on my shoulder i put mine on his saour cute im telling u 😿 and the he had to leave for basketball practice and i had a road trip ( im on the car rn 😭) and he gave me a little kiss before he left ($? $! $? #;! $;$! #(_) () #) #/! _ WTF ⁉️⁉️⁉️ AAAA im dead my spirit is typing this but i friendzoned very had at the start of our friendship 😭 it was so bad so i felt kinda guilty but its all ok now

3 iM NOW WORKINF ON ENE ene is an experience of a whole weekend with students planning every thing its very magical and amazing so its a surprise so you first have to live ene and then you work ene ( you plan and make other people live the experience) its like scout?? but in chile its more much different you do dinamicas (dynamics??) so you stand in the center of a circle and you scream like a funny song w funny dance moves and the people in the circle repeat (its very weird explained) but im working ene and it gives me so much happiness its super super tiring but its so worth it

HOW DID UR INTERSHIP GO?? PLS TELL ME AB IT IM DYING TOKNOW JAYBAL🙏🙏

thanks for reading my rant belle

a very tired auri on a road trip

AURI OMG HI HI HOW ARE YOU 👋

i love very long rants omg i’m happy to listen please rant away any time 😌

i’m so sorry to hear that your mental health has been in a rough place recently!! i totally know what you mean, i was on that grind this summer and it was low-key unhealthy for a while. please take lots of breaks and take care of your beautiful brain and body too 🌸

OMG AURI YOU’RE LITERALLY IN YOUR ROMANCE ERA WHAAAAT I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!!! he sounds so cute and sweet i’m literally getting a cavity. ALSO IT HITS SO HARD WHEN HE LIKES YOU FIRST ASHFKGL I’M GIDDY FOR YOU 🥰🥰🥰🥰

"we were so high on adrenaline" girl valid lmaoooo loving this story so much

that job sounds so fun and exciting actually??? how long is this job, is it for the summer or are you doing it part-time for a while?

my internship went so well!! turns out i love academic research lmao it was a blast and it was so exciting and cool to study activism and successful allyship within academia, i love learning about how to be a good ally and finding out what makes people hesitate to be allies it’s literally so fascinating.

TELL ME MORE ABOUT YOUR BOYFIE THOUGH I NEED TO KNOW!!! you guys are so sweet the early stages of relationships are crazy cute omg you’re making me nostalgic for when i first started dating my boyfriend 🥹💗

going on a trip in two days!!! we’re going to tennessee... never been there before so it will be all entirely new to me. its an 8 hr drive and I’m excited. almost does not feel like it is happening. is it strange to be more excited about the journey rather than the destination? I guess u can’t really be committed to something that you don’t know anything about it. I didn’t bother with researching the place this time. im just here. 

the best part of the week is the beginning, at least to me. I make the bed, do laundry, vacuum, prepare the grocery list. every single week. and I enjoy that aspect, weirdly enough. I guess its the only sense of order I feel. I feel productive doing this. playing sims 2 and shopping around on mercari Japan doesn't feel as productive to me even tho it is!! 

I spent the weekend at coldstone waiting in a long line for some half-melted Nintendo ice cream. it was the best. I got an animal crossing flavor while my brother bought the Kirby one. I think the strawberries were rotten in my ice cream. im still not sure. I had to carry around these sticky cups with Nintendo motifs on them because I was waiting to get home. so I can wash them off and let them sit on my shelf. they are there to collect keychains for me now, no more icecream. I collect a lot of things. 

like yesterday I went to target and bought an aggretsuko blind box keychain which turned out to be a special iridescent version of the one I wanted!! never watched the show... but I like bunnies. I cut up the packaging and put them in my drawer so I can prepare to put them in my scrapbook. Its too cute to throw away. it has a new home now, in the recesses of Elmer’s glue and hello kitty stickers. I like to do that a lot . take old fabric from clothes I don't wear and cut them up and sew them to new things. 

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You stared at Steve. For so long that Robin got up and waved a hand in front of your face. “Is it that bad?” Steve asked from his slumped spot on the floor against the icecream counter.

“Your face looks gross. What happened!” You asked.

“You broke up with your psycho ex. Again.” Steve snapped.

“In my defence the first four time he didn’t seem to hear me when I said we’re not dating anymore so it was probably a shock to him.” You said sarcastically as you set your bag down and leaned down so you could look at him better. “You need the hospital? Because I only have enough gas to get halfway there.”

“He’s not broken anything. Just swollen and split a lip.” Robin said.

“Can you take my car and get some ice from the store? Meet me at mine. Here.” You snatched a napkin and a pen off the counter and wrote down your address. You fished in your bag for your purse and gave her ten dollars, telling her to get some snacks too. You helped Steve out to Steve’s car and drove him home to your house. The lights were still off. Your mom was working the night shift again. Turning on the lights as you went, you made your way to the kitchen.

“For now you’ll have to make do with frozen peas.” You said as you fished a bag out of the freezer and handed them to Steve. You went to find a wash cloth so he could clean up his face a little.

“Thanks.” He muttered as he went to the downstairs bathroom. You leaned on the wall outside, hearing him turn on the tap.

“What’d he want? Before… you know. He smooshed your face?” You asked.

“To know where you were.” Steve said after a moment of hesitation.

“You could have just told him.” You muttered. He was quiet. You swallowed guiltily. Steve stepped out of the bathroom, turning back to switch off the light. He looked much better now the smeared blood was gone. Robin was right though, his face was swollen. He followed you back to the kitchen and accepted the bag of frozen peas.

“I have your back.” Steve muttered. You winced and nodded.

“You know I think my mom has some clothes of yours from back when your washing machine broke last year and she did the laundry for you and your mom. No promises though.” You said. Steve shrugged.

“It’s fine. I already got beat up in my uniform and might as well wear it with pride.” He said sarcastically.

“That’s good because I’m not sure if she didn't give that stuff to Dustin. She wasn’t sure if it would fit.” You said as if it had just occurred to you. The sound of a car pulling up outside the house and the glare of headlights passed by the front of the house. Assuming it was Robin you didn’t go to the window to check.

“Are you sure that you’re ok?” You asked Steve.

“Best I’ve ever been. He’s not the worst I've gone up against.” He smiled at you and you chuckled.

“Oh yeah. You and Dustin hunted… evil dog monsters?” You asked. Steve made a face and then winced as he pulled at his split lip. You both jumped as the door burst open. The frame around the lock splintered and Billy stepped into your hallway. Peeking out from the kitchen you glanced at Steve in panic. He’d jumped to his feet. Before he could hurry out you grabbed at an old battered baseball bat that sat by the back, kitchen door, leaning against the fridge.

Grabbing it you raised it, stomping out to confront Billy who hesitated and stepped back. “What. The fuck!” You shouted at him.

“Why is he here?” Billy asked calmly. He waited for an answer as if he had let himself into your house with a key and you weren't brandishing a bat at him.

“Because he’s my friend and you messed up his face. I wanted to make it up to him.” You snapped back wearily.

“You don’t care about me anymore?” Billy asked. You scoffed and glanced at Steve who was waiting for you to look like you needed him to jump in.

“No you absolute nutter butter! We’re done. We’re over. I don’t care about you and your psychotic feelings. Leave me and my friends alone.” You insisted.

“But if he just stopped sticking his nose in our business we could work things out. You know we could.” Billy stepped towards you with his hands out to try and be non threatening. You tapped the bat against his chest as a warning for him not to come any closer.

“Get out.” Your tone was calm, steady but sharp. Billy smiled and put his hands down.

“I just want to talk.” He muttered, his voice soft as if he thought he could fool you.

“No Billy. You had chance after chance and now it’s too late. Get out and go away.” Your voice had a tone of finality that made a shiver of rage ripple through Billy. 

“Fine. Make me your villain.” His face twisted with anger and he snatched the bat. You found yourself jerked to the side by the force that he had pulled at the bat. Steve moved to jump and tangle with Billy for the second time that day. But you had a flash of when Joyce Byer had taught you and Nancy to defend yourselves. She had tackled Jim and taken him by surprise, leaving him breathless and on his back. With a firm movement your knee collided with Billy and he grunted, covering his crotch as he gasped for air. Then using your balled fist you struck him. He fell, toppling onto his back.

“Hold this.” You said handing Steve the bat.

“Yes ma’am.” Steve said with a touch of adrenaline fueled excisetment. You rounded the wheezing Billy and grabbed him by the shoulders of his shirt and dragged him out onto your drive. Robin was running up with a few bags.

“Stay away from us Billy! Or next time I won't just kick you.” You said angrily. Billy looked up at you, tears pricking his eyes. He got to his feet, jumping as if he hadn’t noticed Robin who hurried to back you up.

“I won't.” He muttered. You felt, for a moment, a little guilty. But then you turned away as he got into his car. Steve was waiting at the door, bat in one hand, bag of peas still in the other. 

“Let's get Steve fixed up. We’ll have to come up with some excuse for the door being broken.” You mumbled.

“We could say that you came home and found the door busted open and that we came over and stayed with you until someone else was home.” Robin suggested. She followed you into the house and Steve tried to close the door as much as it would with the busted lock and frame. You use two tea towels to wrap up the ice and insist that Steve sit down and put it on his face while Robin poured the snacks into bowls and flipped through the TV channels to find something good.

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MHA Characters reacting to you forgetting something at the store

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Bakugou

-he’s so fun to write because he’s almost always pissed at everything so i’m guessing you can already sense the energy he has when you say you forgot something

- i’m sure you don’t even have to tell him he can just feel it

Your hands were sweaty as your grip tightned and loosened on your jeans. Hands moving up and down grabbing them in fistfuls. Your teeth grazing against the inside of your mouth as you chewed at it.

Heart racing , head growing hot as you took in a shaky breath.

“ babe yo— “

‘ oh shit he knows ‘

you heard the deep grunt that shook you even more in your seat causing you to shake in fear “ y/n “

“ h-huh “

“ what the fuck did you forget this time “

you smiled softly lips jerking up into a ridged smile instead of a soft one

“ forget ? I don’t — babe I didn’t forget anything “

“ don’t fuck with me y/n “

his voice was harsh “ what did you forget “

you looked to the car mat as you let your words out softly “ d-dinner “

his jaw dropped open as he sat in shock repeating after you

“ d-dinner “ it took him a minute to register what you just said still not registering as you bit at your lip

“ y/n please answer me carefully when I say these next few words “ his grip on the steering wheel tightned

“ you forgot dinner “

“ yes “

“ we went to the store for groceries “

“ yes “

“ for dinner “

“ no “

“ for dinner “ he said louder not wanting to hear your lie again

“ yes “

“ ok so why did you not get dinner “

“ b-because I — I forgot I went In and I didn’t get anything that I said I was going to I got side tracked i’m sorry i’m sorry “

he shook his head in understanding calming down “ yeah — yeah gotcha “

he moved his hands to play a drumbeat on the steering wheel “ no dinner —- got it babe — theres snacks in my backseat but no din din got it “

his voice soared as he just got even more pissed when thinking about what just happened

“ then why the fuck did you let me drive all the way home y/n ? “

he moved to point at his dashboard “ gas baby gas cost money “

he was fuming “ money that I don’t feel like spending on gas — who the fuck wants to drop 40 on gas that won’t even last “

you moved to look out the window “ ok well you don’t have to be sucha meanie about it “

“ BABE YOU FORGOT DINNER “

“ well some people forget more meaningful things “

“ DINNER IS NOT MEANINGFUL TO YOU “ his eyes were wide open as he stared at you in pure shock

you sighed as you tapped your foot on the floor

“ I think some people are just extremely dramatic — we can just go back we have enough gas right now “

“ and you don’t even care “ he let out a small scoff

“ I am in pure amazement that your sitting here — even while i’m driving back to the store—without a care in the world that you were so afraid to speak that you were gonna let us starve until you felt like saying something “

“ hey — at least I said something before you got out of the car “

“ give me the card “

“ what but kats “

“ no your shopping privileges are revoked “

you pouted as you opened your wallet pulling out your family card before placing it in his hand looking up at him “ kats can you get “

“ no “

“ but “

“ i’m sticking to the list “

“ but I just want some ice cream “

he looked at you like you’d just commited a federal crime as his eyes slanted at you

“ as much shit as you brought out the store i’ll be damned if I buy you ice cream “

he moved to open the car door reaching over the driver seat to point at a bag that was open and falling over “ you forgot dinner but bought fucking raisins babe ? how does that make sense? “

“ they looked lonely on the shelf — and I had a sudden craving “

you watched as he rolled down the windows a little before slamming the car door mumbling to himself that he was the new grocery shopper and why did he even allow you to go on your own just for you to spend his money on nonsense — his hard earned money

he cursed you as your voice came out loud through the window crack

“ ICE CREAM BABE — ice crea— “

“ i’m not getting you fucking ice cream you shitty shopper “

you slumped back in your seat crossing your arms as everyone stared at the interaction happening in front of them.

You ignoring them and playing on your phone

you were used to the stares

people didn’t understand how you and your boyfriends relationship worked if you two just went back and forth all the time

they didn’t understand your love that was wrapped up in every disagreement

A case and point of that is when you watched your husband walk back to the car.

His hands full of bags showing off the fact that he didn’t need a cart as he shoved everything in the backseat switching between that and the trunk until he got in the car a small bag tucked into his lap as he sat down

Putting on his seatbelt throwing a bag that slapped you across your face and fell into your own lap

“ eat it and fucking enjoy because “ you watched as he reversed the car head turned back and arm behind the head of your seat

His eyes occasionally sweeping over you

“ it’s salad for the next few weeks since I had to go in the store — I got what I like and your gonna fucking enjoy it “

“ but kats I don’t want salad I wanted pasta I went to the store to get pasta “

his eyes fell on yours as he finally turned back around to put the car in drive voice low as he moved his hand to sit on your thigh squeezing it as he waited for traffic to pass “ or just starve fuck if I care “

You sighed out as you grabbed the spoon that was attached to the packaged icecream his eyes watching you with interest as you smiled brightly after your first spoonful.

He sighed out in happiness as he shook his head

“ god — even after you wasted my gas, made me go In the store and interact with assholes, and even fucking forgot my dinner “

he laughed as he thought about his next words “ I don’t — I don’t love you any less instead I love you more “

Disappointed

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"Michael we can't. Dad will see us". You peck your boyfriends lips as he backs you against the stable wall. You two were not supposed to be together. Michael was Dan Jenkins son. Which is your fathers enemy. So it was against his rules for you to date him. Even talking to him was despised.

"Come on, Y/N. It'll be real quick". Michael purred in your ear.

"You better get away from my daughter real quick and get your ass off my ranch before I bury you where you stand. Cause you wont ever leave after this last chance". John, your father, scared the living day light out of both of you. His stern voice made Michael back off of you slowly. He gulped as he looked John in the eyes.

"Do you want to die today, boy"?

"No, sir". Michaels voice trembled.

"Then get". John growled. Michael took off down through the field. "Dont you come back here". John yelled as you tried to sneak away.

"Stop it right there". You sighed and turned on your heels.

"What did I tell you about that boy"?

"That he only wanted me so his father can get to you. He's helping his father take away our land".

"That's right. You're eighteen. You're a smart girl, Y/N. Use that brain. He doesnt want you. All he sees is away to blind you and to move in and build his condos. I'm disappointed in you".

"I know, daddy. I'm sorry". You held back tears.

"If I catch you with him again. We're through. You're just as much as a traitor to me as he is". John shook his head and started walking to the house. He left you feeling so let down and used. But by both of them. You hated choosing sides. Especially when it came to family. But you would always choose family over a guy.

"You wont, daddy. I promise". You wiped a tear away and went in the opposite direction.

"Woah that was close". You could hear Michael come up behind you as you walked along the fence.

"Get out of here. I dont want to see you again".

"Y/N, come on. It's me". Michael ran after you and grabbed your shoulder. You shrugged him off.

"You're just using me so your father can come in and take our land. Just admit it".

"I..I..no. That's not true". Michael protested.

"You're lying. I know you are. I can see it in your eyes, Michael. You just used me. My dad was right about you". You scoffed and walked away.

"It was just business, Y/N". Michael said emotionless.

You did a circle and walked past Michael, heading back to the house. You both didn't see that John had heard everything. And the heart broken look on your face.

Going into the house you went to the freezer and got a tub of icecream out and a spoon. You sat at the table and scooped out a gob of icecream and crammed it in your mouth.

"Use a bowl, please". John, came into the house and took off his coat.

"Why, I'm just going to eat the whole thing anyways". You spoke with your mouth full.

"Manners". John grabbed him a spoon and sat down beside you.

"You okay"?

"I'm fine". You sniffled.

"I'm not disappointed in you, Y/N. I shouldnt have said that".

"I screwed up. I'm sorry. It wont happen again. I wont let my guard down". You looked in your fathers eyes.

"I know you won't. But that's forgotten. Now we have to find away to make Jenkins and son go away. They can't build".

"Michael told me somethings about the project. His main income sources. Some of them you know, daddy. Some of them can be bought or send Rip. We're going to take them down. You have my word". You smiled with a evil smirk.

He kissed your head. "That's my girl". John chuckled as he ate his ice cream. John knew he could fully trust you with protecting the ranch. You were in it for your livelihood and a little sweet revenge.

Gojo, Yuji, Megumi reacting to their s/o being injured and not noticing

“Uh How About Gojo , Yuji , Megumi React With S/O that have High Pain Tolerance Like They Don't Realize That They Have Really Bad Injury Until Someone Point It Out To Them?” -anon

I dont have megumi on my character list but i’ll still try to write him!

 Also look at me using warnings cause my friend yelled at me for not using them before 

But was there really a reason to use them before??

Warning: mentions of blood and injuries, its really not that descriptive tho

Gojo Satoru:

He knew you were strong and knew that you were more than capable of taking care of yourself

Which was really nice for him because he doesn’t need his mind filled with pointless worrying

But every now and then you guys see a curse that gives a bit of a challenge (not for him tho) and end up receiving a few injuries

“Guess whos back?” you called out

Walking to the front door to greet you, gojo’s smile faltered a bit as he laid eyes on you

There was just a giant piece of metal stabbed into the back of your shoulder

“Welcome back. I see your going for a new look. Have to say im not the biggest fan” he says putting his shoes on

Raising a brow you question his wording and where he’s going

“We are going to go and see Shoko”

“Huh? Why”

Gojo points to your shoulder and you let out a surprised noise as you finally see the problem

“When did that get there?!” you yell 

How you didn’t notice this before was beyond Gojo

“This explains why Ichiji was freaking out so much then” you say going to remove it but gojo stops you

“You might not feel it but lets have a professional help you okay?” 

“But whyyy” “becausssseee” he says using the same tone as you

“It’s smarter” 

“Woah, Satoru using his brain? Maybe im not the one who should be getting checked out”

He chuckles as he opens the door for you. “Mean. Now lets go”

Sighing you nodded your head and both went off to see Shoko

Itadori Yuji:

Gojo had sent you two to clear out a building of curses

It was relatively easy

There was one or two curses that gojo failed to mention but you both still exorcised it

Meeting back up with you on the first floor his happy smile immediately dropped

“What happened?!” he yells running over to you

“Huh? Oh one of the curses ripped my school jacket, no biggie” you shrug and look down at your stomach

The white shirt you wore underneath the uniform was completely red and shredded

“Ah”

“Don’t ‘ah’ me! Thats really bad!” he says sitting you down

He pulls out some emergency aid and does his best to patch you up

“Did you seriously not notice??”

“Not at all, i just have a high pain tolerance”

“I think this is more than having a ‘high pain tolerance’, theres something missing up there”

“RUDE”

“I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAT”

“No hugs and kisses for a day” “No fair! Er-enough about that for now, we gotta let Gojo-sensei properly patch you up”

“Honestly, Yuji. I’m fine”

“No you’re not!”

Fushiguro Megumi:

Similar to Yuji, you guys had just finished a mission and were meeting back up

Seeing your state his blank look turned more surprised

Head bleeding and one shoulder clearly out of place, that didn’t stop you from smiling brightly

“That was pretty easy right Megumi? Since we did this under an hour Gojo-sensei owes us ice cream”

He deadpans 

“Are you serious?” he asks making you nod your head

“Of course! I want my f/f icecream!” “No not about that, are you just going to ignore your injuries?”

“Injuries?” he sighs and walks over to bandage your head

“You’re heads bleeding and im pretty sure your shoulder is dislocated” “Oh wow” “how did you not notice??” 

You pause and look like your genuinely in thought

“Maybe it was the adrenaline?” “Theres adrenaline and theres being completely unaware that your seriously injured” he says wrapping your head a bit tighter than necessary

“Should i just pop it back in?” you ask gesturing to your shoulder  “i’d rather you let a pro do it”

 “like gojo sensei?” “I wouldn’t trust him with this…”

“You wanna do it? I probably wont even flinch” 

He denies your request since he doesn’t want to make it worse

“Aww, Megumi you do care about me” “what makes you say i dont? Of course i care! Especially if your injured” he says with tinted cheeks

You laugh and give a quick kiss on the cheek much to his annoyance

“Lets go get that icecream” “injuries first”

 “how boring”

hi omg 🥺 i love your work! could you maybe do something with Denki , where his friends are taking more and more of his time and his girl/boy/theyfriend has started to get tired of being blown off ? so they fight and he keeps making excuses ? maybe she finds comfort in bakugou or shoto !

a: Hi! Thank you so much and thank you for being so patient. Sorry for the wait I haven’t been motivated to write:( Hopefully I got close to what to requested haha(I’m so bad at writing angst)

Includes : denki x fem reader & shoto if you look close enough

contains: angst, mentions of a panic attack

Denki has always been a nice person. No one hates him, despises nor look at him with disgust(Well, except Bakugou). He would always put others first, it was rare if he ever said no to anyone. He had an amazing, funny, intelligent, oblivious yet flirtatious personality.

So when he asked you out, you swore you almost short circuited. And when you said yes? he definitely short circuited.

Your boyfriend never failed to surprise you, it was something new everyday. whether that be a flower that reminded him of you or just a kiss on the cheek on the way to the common area.

However, as the months went on it started getting more and more like a struggle to grasp your boyfriends attention. You admired how thoughtful and caring he was to his friends, but you starting feeling less and less like a girlfriend and more like an aquaintance. 

Don’t get me wrong, he loved you and he still managed to make time for you. But everything ticked off as you saw him with Jirou when you needed him the most.

It was a terrible day. you were emotionally tired and drained from the week, all you wanted to do was cuddle next to your boyfriend and feel loved. 

“Denki, come to my dorm pls?” you set your phone down onto your desk and rubbed your (e/c) eyes. Tears prickling at your eyes from pure frustration in results of the week. You waited looking at the luminous screen, waiting for his much needed reply.

Seen: Now

 10 minutes turned into 20, that turned into 50 and soon you realized he wasn’t going to respond nor come to your rescue when you needed him the most. 

Shutting your phone down harshly onto your bed, you suffocated yourself in pillows and let your tears stain onto them in replace of your boyfriends body. It felt exhausting, you were the only one making an effort into this relationship while Denki? was on thin fucking ice. Soon enough you cried for so long you could no longer cry anymore and ended up passing out from exhaustion. God, you were so de-hydrated, but it felt so good for you finally to release all of the pent up anger onto your bed.

--

The sun melted onto your (s/c) skin making an imaginary blanket of warmth onto you. Fluttering your eyes open, puffy eyed and drunk from the much needed rest, it only took you a few minutes to register your full senses and remember what happened last night. 

Your once happy state turned into exhaustion once again, this time towards your uncapable and unavailable boyfriend. Checking your phone once again, there were no notifications, at least the ones that you unbearably wanted. 

You sighed again rubbing your temple and taking in the morning sun drifting off your window seal. No point in sulking around. you thought to yourself attempting to make good of yet another horrible day.

Pulling a hoodie over your head absent mindely thinking, it was Denki’s that he gave to you a few months ago. iconic isn’t it, out of the millions of clothing pieces you own, you managed to pull the one of few clothing items your boyfriend gave to you. 

Heading off into the commons room to grab your favorite icecream(That is, if Sero hadn’t ate it all) it was a struggle to drag your feet towards other humans and furthermore interact with them.

But what you hadn’t expected, was your boyfriend and Jirou laid out onto the couch heads side by side. That was the last straw, anger bled through your body rapidly, your chest was burning at the sight. Your limbs reacted before your mind could process the scene above you, harshly nudging Denki awakening him from his sleep.

“w-what.. oh hi baby what’s up?” Denki yawned blinking out the dreamy white film that had resulted from his puffy eyes of slumber. Once finally clearly seeing your emotions, he had immediately sobered up, unfourtanetely not soon enough for your comfort whatsoever. 

“I don’t ask for much Kaminari, I let everything slide. EVERYTHING” you started to choke on your own words staring at the speechless yet confused Denki, that only made you more furious. 

“Woah- babe, what’s wrong? i’m here” he extended his hand out to your shoulder to which you flinched away and moved back making his heart drop to his stomach. 

“That’s the thing, you’re not here. At least for me you’re not” you scoffed looking at Jirou’s limp-less body slung over the couch with a controller wrapped around her stomach unaware of the full blown yelling you were doing.

You rubbed your cold shaking hand over your eyes trying to control the now labored breathing you were unaware of until now.

“Y/n.. please babe calm down.” you scoffed at his ignorance toward your feelings. He couldn’t be this oblivious could he?

“If it was only that easy Denki, to calm down after the boy who promised to always be there for me couldn’t even fufill that task yesterday night when I needed you the most. The leaving me on seen part hurt, but this? this is far by the worse.” you could feel hot tears stream down your face and onto your hoodie, your heart beating fast yet time going so slow. You were humiliated right now, being so vulnerable in such an open area where anyone can come by. That’s what made you take off back to your dorm with your fist still tightly clenched; damn near making fingertip imprints onto your palms. 

Denki sat there astonished at your words & mouth gaped slightly opened. Trying to comprehend what just happened, it finally clicked.

“Oh my god I forgot to go check on Y/n” he sighed sitting on the edge of the couch cursing at himself. He knew he fucked up, and even worse he fucked up by being with another girl. He fell defeated and could only feel the heat radiating off your body, pathetic. He can’t even bring himself to go back to your room and apologize. Not yet, you needed your space and he doesn’t blame you. 

- 

Walking back to your dorm room felt similar to “the walk of shame”, another day feeling like shit and you had nobody to talk to. Your eyes fell low to hide the bloodshot red in your pupils attracting any unwanted attention from students passing by. Stopping in your tracks as a hand went to your shoulder, you were ready to react to your senseless boyfriend until you recognized the familiar scent. 

“Y/N? are you okay?” It was Shoto, one of your many friends. You couldn’t bare to look him into the eyes, only muttering out a soft “no” before he embraced you into his arms. This shocked the both of you, when the hell did Shoto get comfortable with showing compassion? he couldn’t even tell you that. 

“Hey it’s okay i’m here for you. Come in my dorm room we can talk, yeah?” he motioned you into his comforting room and sat you down onto his bed where you expressed all of the emotions you’ve been feeling for the past week while he sat there ears open ready to help you with any problem coming toward your way.

And for once that week, you felt safe & comforted.

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# 2 and soobin for the prompt please!

you wouldn't say you were the sentimental type.

things came and went. kids grew into adults. that was just how life was. people grew apart, sometimes closer, and it was all expected.

you just never thought you would have to face it yourself.

it was a problem that you had only read about in story books. the handmaiden watches the price she fell in love with get married. she moves on. the king lets go of the memories of his favorite knight. he moves on. the queen loses her son, her only son. she moved on.

they all moved on. so why couldn't you?

"class! class! let's start this school year by introducing ourselves! i'll go first. my name is ms. hilton, and i'm your english teacher for this year! i've worked at this school for a long time now, and i can't wait to teach all of you kids!

okay, now that i've done my introduction, shall we go along the classroom and introduce ourselves? starting from you sir, yes you with the white and black sneakers. please start by telling us your name and a fun fact about yourself."

you watched as the said boy stood up, pushing his hair back with his hand.

"uh... hi everyone, i'm soobin, and one fun fact about me is i went to Europe this year."

as the next person got up to introduce themselves, you found yourself staring at him.

jeez, he was tall for a middle schooler.

the sun is filtering through the blinds in your room, and rays of light are being painted across the walls. everything is a golden color, from the desk to the bedside.

"so... what topic are we choosing for this project?" you watched through the lens of your glasses as soobin furrowed his brow.

"do you think, maybe aristotle?" you nodded your head eagerly, so soobin stood up and walked over to the teachers desk. a second later he sent you a thumbs up.

"aristotle it is."

you twirled your pen in your fingers as soobin took a seat. "hey do you want to work on the project with me over the weekend? i know a really good café...?"

there was a small smile on your face, and you nodded.

"yeah sure, what time?"

you got up from your chair, grabbing a camera. in this lighting, the room was just too pretty to not take a picture of.

"y/n, for someone of that height, there is no reason you should be walking that fast."

you sent a small smile to the long-legged boy trying to catch up with you in the hallway.

"if you don't want to be late to class bin, you're going to have to put those legs to work."

you let soobin catch up with you, and you slowed down your pace from thereon so the two of you could walk side by side. soobin pointed at the trophy shelf.

"do you think we'll win this year too? i hope we do, yeonjun promised a party at his house if we get placed first."

you gave soobin a reassuring pat on his arm.

"you'll be finneee... if you win, i'll take you out to icecream after."

the boy turned to look at you, a smile creeping into his eyes.

"really?"

"really."

fiddling around with the camera, you brushed the light dust that had collected on the top off. you watched as the particles were swept away, dancing in the dying sunlight.

"we should do this every year."

you turned to look at soobin lying next to you, ice-cream sandwhich in one hand, while the other was tucked behind him, supporting his head. he was looking above, admiring the night sky.

"you mean climb some random apartment stairs to get to rooftops? and risk our lives every season game to see a different view of the city at night?"

soobin let out a small laugh. "yeah, well when you put it that way, it does sound bad." you smiled, lying down with your own ice-cream sandwich, propping an arm under your head.

"...i meant the icecream tradition. you'll be there for my next season game, right?"

now it was your turn to admire the night sky.

"of course. i wouldn't miss it for the world"

grabbing a tissue, you went to work at the camera, cleaning dust from all crevices and corners of the lenses. you were surprised. when was the last time you had even taken a photo on this thing?

"hey bin, what's up?"

grabbing your phone and placing it on your desk, you made yourself comfortable, ready for any facetime tea he would spill.

"ah, y/n..." you watched as he ran a hand through his hair from the other side of the screen. "i don't think... i don't think i'll be able to make it to your birthday this year."

there was a quiet silence. you felt like you'd been punched in the gut.

"if i can ask, um, why?" you fiddled with the hem of your hoodie, waiting for an answer.

"the schedules for the basketball game lineups just came out, and the final season game is happening on your birthday. i just wanted to tell you in case we do win that far and i won't be able to come."

you decided to smile at the way soobin had said just in case they win. the two of you were in your sophomore year, and he hadn't lost a game since middle school.

"yeah, don't worry about it soob. we can still get icecream after."

you felt a turn in your stomach when the boy gave you a relived smile, running a hand through his hair again.

"that's all i wanted to say, i've got to go now"

"hm? why?"

"chem tutoring. these freshman are horrible at science."

adjusting the camera, you zoomed in on random objects in your room. the bookshelf. your water bottle. the lamp. click. click. click.

“did you hear? that senior yeonjun will be throwing a bigger party than last year! are you going y/n?”

you shrugged. “when is it?”

“I think it‘ll be this saturday.”

"can’t. I’ll be out of town”

"for what?

“college. I sent an early application, and one of them reached out and wants me to tour the campus. if i go, I’ll have a guaranteed spot next year, and I probably won’t have to apply to any others.”

your friend let out a low whistle and patted your head.

"well when you put it like that, I guess you really can’t go… but maybe we could get something after the game? i heard the ice cream place was still open”

just like that, a mere sentence felt like a silent punch to the gut.

you looked away from your friends face, scanning the cafeteria unknowingly. you were met with the view of a senior tussling soobin's hair, an arm slung across his neck. you could hear their loud conversation even from where you were sitting.

"you coming to my house after the game? me and the guys we're planning to get some icecream and stay over at my house for the night."

you thought you saw something flash in soobins eye's before he smiled, nodding in agreement.

abruptly standing up, you tossed an apology to your friend about how you wouldn't be able to make it and you had just remembered you had some important emails to send. you didn't want to be around when the words of confirmation came out of his mouth itself.

so much for a flash. the last time you had icecream with him was two years ago.

adjusting the lens once more, you caught your eye on a ticket stuck between two books on your desk. you slowly pulled it out. it was blue and grey, your school colors. there was a hole punched on the bottom, indicating it was used.

"and it's the last two minutes of the game, and hybe high is in the lead! if they can make this basket, it will guarantee a regional win for the school. oh! there goes hyunjin... passing to donghyuck who... also just passed to eric who, jeez, passed to soobin...! look at that! look at that!! we are in the last minute everyone, and if captain of hybe high makes this basket, like i said they will be the regional winners!!"

you let the sound of the announcer wash over you, leaning forward in your seat to watch the game.

for some reason you kept coming back. to this gym. to the basketball games.

to soobin.

it had been over a year since the two of you had really talked, the last icecream run being well over three years ago (a promise to go before your birthday was conveniently broken), and the last facetime was to ask for calculus answers.

you knew that you had faded out of the life of the star basketball player.

you just couldn't accept it.

"and soobin gets closer to the rim... oh! it looks like taehyun from bighit acadmy is a pretty good blocker... anyways look at him go! we have twenty second left, and even if he doesn't score hybe is still in for a win... okay, okAY?? WAIT WHAT!! WHAT!!"

there's a loud screech of the intercom that mixes with the cheers of the crowd. you found yourself on your feet, fists pumping in the air in celebration alongside the students in the bleachers despite yourself.

"AND CHOI SOOBIN SECURES THE PLACE OF HYBE HIGH IN DISTRICT REGIONALS!! ONCE AGAIN THE ACE HAS TOPPED EVERYONE AND BRANG HIS TEAM TO VICTORY!!"

you held the ticket tenderly. on the backside was stamped senior, a marker that counted as a discount for the upperclassmen that wanted to watch the game. flipping it over again, you felt a wave of something hit your stomach as you took in the grey and blue.

"hey y/n, wait up!"

you whipped around at the sound of an all too familiar voice.

there, stood soobin, in all his six foot and one inch glory.

"you.." he panted, hands on his knees as if he had run a million miles. "you walk too fast. what's the rush? you were cheering for me so loudly."

there was that feeling again. of being punched in the gut. by that invisible hand that seemed to favor your stomach whenever soobin was around.

"ah, you know... just getting home."

you tried not to stare too long. soobin had grown, matured. the baby face he donned as a middle schooler was gone, only his dimples a reminder of the childhood smiles you shared together.

"you're not... going anywhere? going straight home?"

you gave him a small smile. "...yeah. i'm going soon, so i really need to pack. good game though! you really did good this time around."

"going soon... to where y/n? are you taking a road trip without me?" you sensed a wary tone under his teasing words. three years apart, and this was the news you would have to tell him. curse the fates.

"yup! im, ah... moving cross country. i got accepted a while back."

you could already see the question in his eyes. how far? which major? on campus or near?

why didn't you tell me?

there was a moment of silence while you rocked back and forth on your heels. soobin pushed his hair back, looking into your eyes.

the heaviness of a thousand unanswered questions weighed in the air.

"so... want to catch up over icecream?"

as you held the basketball ticket from senior year, you realized three things.

one: you were the sentimental type. you clung onto old memories and good times like they were life jackets, keeping you afloat in the mundanity of your new life.

two: you didn't really like the idea of always moving on. it seemed so easy in the story books, that after a couple years the queen goes back to her ordinary life, the king appoints a new knight, and the princess finds someone she truly loved. but was there a time where you would just stop caring? was there a day you would wake up and didn’t think about what could have happened, the if only’s and what if’s?

three: you couldn't move on. you prided yourself on being able to move faster, walking a pace before everyone else. life was a journey, and you were going places. quite literally. you were floating when everyone was sinking.

but you were only floating because you had your life jacket.

...

things came and went. kids grew into adults. that was just how life was. people grew apart, sometimes closer, and it was all expected.

you clutched the ticket in your hand, the end slightly wrinkled by your fingers.

you just never thought you would have to face it yourself.

TOSHIYA AT JOE YOKOMIZO CHANNEL 4TH FEB TRANSLATION/NOTES 3/4

Joe Yokomizo Channel

Guest: Toshiya (Dir en grey)

Notes before reading: This is the translation/notes of the livestream on Joe’s Niconico channel with Toshiya as a guest last 4th February.  This is part 3.  The livestream was one hour and fifty min approx. This part covers from 1h 13min to  1h 32m aprox. You can watch this at Joe Yokomizo’s channel on Niconico.

Feel free to correct me if you spot any mistake or any confusing parts.

Links or credits to this post when the content is reposted or captured in other SNS are appreciated ------ (First part here) (Second part here) *They are discussing the pic in which Die and Shinya are at the airport playing with a baggage scale* Joe: When you go overseas, you don’t care about what other people think or things you would care about in Japan….it’s not a concern… Toshiya: That’s true. Joe: It’s like…you act without restraints…. Toshiya: Well, as expected, sometimes it happens…. Joe: That’s it….in Japan you feel everyone’s eyes on you…. Toshiya: But, even now,  things like this are like an everyday scene…. Joe: That is rather, Dir en grey’s… Toshiya: That’s it, that’s it… Joe: I see. Conversely…somehow, an overseas episode….ah! are you ok with the beer? Do you have enough?... Toshiya: I’m fine… Joe: I hope they can bring another one for you…..I’d like you to have another one….so please *asking the staff*….so, about overseas…in addition to the story you just told about the photo….I’d like to ask you about any interesting episode of Dir en grey at overseas… Toshiya: An interesting episode? Joe: It’s already….wasn’t about this time last year that you were overseas? Toshiya: That’s it….January and February…. That’s right… Joe: Exactly Toshiya: At the time we were in Europe… Joe: I wonder if you could imagine that something like this could happen (Corona) Toshiya: But well, I’m glad that we could go to Europe even at that time. Joe: Indeed. Some episode from that European tour….it was about that time right? (Corona) Toshiya: It was a bit before? Joe: Ah, it was before… Toshiya: Mostly, everytime when we go, there are interesting stuff happening… Joe: How was it when you went abroad for the first time? Toshiya:  The first time? With Dir en grey? Joe: That’s it….because before there weren’t many overseas activities…. Toshiya: That's right, first we went on an Asian tour….we went to Korea, Shanghai, Hong Kong, etc…that’s it…..it was really interesting/fun….it was about the time of Kisou… Joe: Is that so? That was your first time overseas…. Toshiya: It was really fun… Joe: Ah…..several things….ah! the sunglasses….like they said before “take off the sunglasses”…..you guys are really acting like spoiled kids!!! Toshiya: Like spoiled kids….really spoiled… Joe: You all are spoiled kids! ….to take his sunglasses off….how is it called? Gifts? Use the gifts…send gifts! *Joe is talking with a heavy Yakuza accent* *Gifts are a niconico feature similar to Youtube’s stickers* Toshiya laughs Toshiya: So scary… Joe: Ah ah, they are coming....they are there....*niconico gifts appear on screen* Toshiya: Scary… Joe: A bit…..I sound like a Yakuza…please write more comments for Toshiya….your thoughts about Toshiya…I’m sorry everyone… with this little amount of comments….”Take them off!”…. Toshiya: So scary… Joe: I’m sorry…I’m trying to negotiate with him….thank you for your comments….those sunglasses….*reading the comments* Do you want me to take them off? That’s not ok because of the social distance right?...he has to take them off by himself…..why don’t you take them off, Toshiya? Tell us! Toshiya: *laughs* somehow….isn’t this coercion?......*laughs*….scary… Joe: It’s the alcohol…..the combination of me with alcohol is not good… Toshiya: Joe Yokomizo’s channel is scary… Joe: I’m sorry! Is it ok for you if we pass this topic?.... Toshiya’s sunglasses…..see….everyone, please write comments showing your love for Toshiya…..maybe if he feels loved/satisfied…it doesn’t feel like it yet… Toshiya: Satisfied, right? That’s interesting… Joe: If he feels satisfied/content…..he will take the sunglasses off… if he feels satisfied it would be great…. “I like Toshiya so much”….write comments!....*Toshiya laughs* “Don’t you eat icecream?”…. Do you like ice-cream? Toshiya: I do Joe: I feel like you don’t eat sweet things at all…. Toshiya: I like sweet stuff… Joe: Is that so? What do you like? I like custard ice cream to death… Toshiya: Ohhh! I like custard as well….I like anko ice cream…. * Anko  is a Japanese sweet red bean paste made from azuki beans.* Joe: You like anko? Toshiya: Yes Joe: *makes a weird face* Ehhhh…. That’s a bit…. Toshiya: My grandmother made it…. Joe: I see! Toshiya: That’s it Joe: Ehhh…. Toshiya: I like things that are usually liked by elders…. Joe: With that look you have/looking like that……and you like anko….*surprised* Toshiya: When I was a little kid I was still innocent…*Joe laughs* A cute child… Joe: A cute child… Toshiya: I got fully dirty now, though…. Joe: But that’s fine….because you are a rock and roller….”Do you like dried persimmon?” Toshiya: I do Joe: Do you like things like Taiyaki and so? Toshiya: I like Taiyaki… Joe: There are places in Tokyo in which Taiyaki is delicious… Toshiya: It is delicious Joe: Do you have any place you like? I really like a place in Yotsuya…have you tried it there? Toshiya: I don’t know that place…. Joe: It’s delicious there…if you go to Youtsuya, it’s really delicious….then, in Azabu… Toshiya: Ah! At Juban, it’s delicious too… Joe: Isn’t it?  Still, it’s one….two hundred yen per piece…. Toshiya: That’s expensive…. Joe: It’s expensive…it’s seems that the taiyaki there is 200 yen…recently taiyaki is expensive… Toshiya: That’s right… Joe: Since when did taiyaki become this popular/famous? At our times there was only Oyoge! Taiyaki-kun. *Oyoge! Taiyaki-kun  is a song by Japanese singer Masato Shimon released in 1975* Toshiya: *Laughs*  Oyoge! Taiyaki-kun feels so nostalgic…. Joe: It feels nostalgic…. Oyoge! Taiyaki-kun….did you sing it? Toshiya: Everyday…*he refers to the the first word of the lyrics* Joe: *sings*Every day, every day, we are getting fried ♫….. Toshiya: That is…..somehow….like imitating Shinya’s way of talking….it always feel like everyone is imitating him… Joe: Is that so? Everyone can do it!....*sings again* Every day, every day♫ With the exception of the chorus, do you sing? Toshiya: Well…I’m not really good at it… Joe: No,no,no…. Toshiya: It’s embarrassing… Joe: This is going to be my unreasonable request….I want you to sing… Toshiya: No,no,no…what do you mean with that? Joe: I don’t know Toshiya: *Laughs* What do you mean? Joe: I want you to sing….look! look! *points at the comments* Toshiya: It’s like…. Giant’s tone deafness… *Giant or Takeshi Goda  is a character from Doraemon. His signing is known for being horrible and loud* Joe: Giant is hopeless….I already have alcohol hitting me…..you too……isn’t it ok?....see! *points at the comments* Everyone wants that… Toshiya: No,no….it’s still soon… Joe: It’s still soon….it is soon…”Take the sunglasses off and then sing”…..*pointing and yelling* Wonderful!!!.... all the stuff you are writing now is amazing…. Toshiya finished his beers and squeezes the can. Toshiya: Another one… Joe: Another one, please…..let’s do a survey…. Off camera, you can hear Toshiya thanking someone for the beer. Joe: Let’s do it….what do people want? That you take your sunglasses off or sing….or that you sing a song….let’s check with them….let’s do that…..”Joe, you are doing an amazing job” thank you so much… Toshiya laughs. Joe: When I drink I am able to do my job….*Joe Laughs*….Toshiya didn’t know about what this section of the program....´ Toshiya: It’s scary….this program is really scary… Joe: Now as due to Corona, we don’t have many chances to laugh… Toshiya: That’s true…that’s why… Joe: Isn’t that something that we can do now? Toshiya: That’s true…I think that’s the best….if you can laugh…. Joe: For real…I really want to see everyone smiling… Toshiya: That’s true….well….I really appreciate it…. Joe: Of course, you can go to the film screening for that….but today is today!....so if you take your sunglasses off….everyone will be smiling….*Toshiya is drinking so he doesn’t reply* Eh….if you sing Oyage! Taiyaki kun…..well we haven’t decided which song they want you to sing but…if you sing….even if it is just a bit of a chorus…that’s fine too….”Both”….they want one option (of the survey) with both things….that’s a bit… Toshiya: That’s really…you all are really greedy…. Joe:  You are saying that…..*points at the comments* they are asking for it again… Toshiya: The money you dropped (paid) is not enough….*laughs* Joe: You would dare to say….not enough money… Toshiya: A beautiful Giant will come out…. *Beautiful Giant is the handsome version of Giant* Joe: It will come out….which option will be the most voted? The sunglasses or the singing….maybe both….but that you all subscribed to the channel was good….well, I don’t know… Toshiya: You don’t know….*laughs* Joe: I don’t know though….let’s do the survey….what do you want to see?...for me….that’s it…..it’s ok…I can’t say much more… *The survey appears on screen* Joe reads the four options. Joe: First one, “take off the sunglasses, second “sing”, third “take the sunglasses and then sing”, fourth, “Joe Yokomizo takes his glasses off”… that’s a good one….the fourth option…if the fourth one is the most voted, I will take my glasses off and sing…. Toshiya: Is that so? Joe: I’ll sing… Toshiya: But (the option) just says that you take your glasses off… Joe: Ah, “take the glasses off”….you are right…. Toshiya: But it’s ok if you want to do it…. Joe:Well, then I’m getting rid of my glasses…..well, the comments….the flow of the comments….write in the comments what you want….first, Toshiya takes his sunglasses off, second he sings, third he takes them off and sing, fourth I take my glasses off…..some people are writing “4” are you guys for real?....did you really pay 500 yen to see me taking my glasses off?....what are you guys doing?....spend your money properly, morons….*Joe and Toshiya laughs*….so, the results of the survery are coming…..here they are…. Don! *The results appear on screen* Joe: They are here! *Toshiya laughs hard* “Take the sunglasses off” 18.3%, “Sing” 11.1% *Joe starts yelling* “Take the sunglasses off and sing” 66.1%, “Joe takes his glasses off” 4.4%...there are a 4% of morons….after this, I’m so sorry Toshiya but “take your sunglasses off and sing” it’s the clear winner! Toshiya: Isn’t it? Joe: That’s what I thought…this….it’s unavoidable….everyone around this time…. their hearts are already rotten… Toshiya: No, no….don’t rot don’t rot… Joe: That can’t be helped….so, for everyone…. take your sunglasses off and let’s sing… Toshiya laughs. Joe: By the way….what was the first cd you bought?....ah, at that time there were already cds? There were right?.... Toshiya: The first one I bought….the first one I bought myself was a cassette…. Joe: A cassette? Toshiya: The first one that my parents bought for me was…a LP record though… Joe: I see… Toshiya: The first one I bought with my pocket money was a cassette…. Joe: By the way, do you remember which one was? If you can remember….. Toshiya: The cassette? Joe: The cassette….or it is embarrassing to say so…. Toshiya: No, I’m very embarrased but…..*laughs*Well…..it was Wink’s Ai ga tomaranai (Love doesn’t stop)….. *Wink was a pretty popular J-pop female duo in the late 1980s and early-to-mid-1990s* Joe: No way…. Joe burst into laughter and even stands up laughing Joe: I’m sorry I laughed a bit….would it be possible that you take your sunglasses off and sing Ai ga tomaranai? Toshiya: No….stop it… Joe: I won’t….is this first time you tell this? Toshiya: I wonder…. I don’t know…. Joe: Oh!  *Joe starts humming the song* Toshiya: Yes, yes, yes…..that’s it… Joe: Like that…..it was a cover, right? Toshiya: It’s a cover… Joe: Ehhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Toshiya: It’s Ai ga tomaranai…. Joe: The first cassette that Toshiya from Dir en grey bought was….Wink!.....Ai ga tomaranai….*Toshiya laughs* This is going to be breaking news tomorrow and spreading everywhere- Toshiya: *Laughs*….Ah, I’m sweating a lot… Joe: You are….I can totally see it from here…..well, ai ga…..well, let’s do a survey about what song they want you to sing…..*Toshiya is laughing and fanning himself hard* Toshiya: No,no… Joe: First option is going to be “Ai ga tomaranai” (Love doesn’t stop)…. Toshiya: More like, Joe Yomomizo doesn’t stop…. Joe burst into laughter, Toshiya picks the notebook in which he wrote the kanji before to fan himself. Toshiya:  It’s hot….. Joe: Then, for example….like, was there a theme from a television program that you liked? Toshiya: The LP that my parents bought for me…. Joe: Ah, that one? Toshiya: It was  Kaibutsu-kun’s…. *Kaibutsu-kun (Monster kid) is a japanese manga and a anime series* Joe: Kaibutsu-kun? Toshiya: It was Kaibutsu-kun…. Joe: Eh…..it was a song that you liked…. Toshiya: I like it….yes… Joe: Until now, we got “Ai ga tomaranai”, Kaibutsu-kun….the first time you covered  a song with a band…. Toshiya: The first time I covered with a band?....the first time.….with the bass? Joe: With the bass…..anything is ok actually… Toshiya: Eh….with the bass….the first one was Ziggy…. Joe: Ziggy!!?? Toshiya: Yes…. Ziggy’s Gloria…. Joe: Ehh….that’s such a good song… Toshiya: That’s it…. Joe: *starts humming Gloria* Toshiya: It was Gloria….but that I knew it by heart….since the beginning until the end….the first one I covered was….Luna Sea… Joe: Ohh! Which song? Toshiya: I think it was “Jesus”… Joe: was it “Jesus?”….ahhhhhh…..now we have 4 options…. Toshiya: *burst into laughter* No,no….stop it… Joe: “Ai ga tomaranai”….*Toshiya says “stop it” off screen*….”Kaibutsu-kun”…..”Gloria” and….”Jesus”….they are so many….what we can do?... we are going to take a survey…. Toshiya: No,no… Joe: Which one do they want… Toshiya: These people….”sing Jesus”….don’t say that… Joe: Toshiya is getting a little bit pissed off….but everyone is going to lose (if he gets mad)…. Toshiya: No,no…. Joe: So, let’s write comments so he does it….let’s make him song the song…..because I’m your comrade…. Toshiya: You are really getting carried away….it’s so hot here….*starts fanning himself* Joe: No,no…*laughs*…well….we are going to take a survey…. Toshiya: Is it ok if I just take off the sunglasses? Joe: We are going to check it… Toshiya: *Pointing at the comments* They are ok with that….so kind… Joe: Indeed….but we are going to ask them as before….everyone is going to say which song they want you to sing….so the next time….today you are going to take your sunglasses off…and the next time you come to the program, you can be ready for it… Toshiya laughs Joe: Next time…you sing….today you are going to take the sunglasses off….and the next time…I don’t know when yet….after the new single is released…more or less… Toshiya: I see Joe: I’ll listen to it and…. Toshiya: *laughs* You are going to sing too? Joe: I will….I’m bad at singing too…. Toshiya: I see…..it’s really hard…. Joe: It is!  the sounds are really hard… Toshiya: It really is…..really hard… Joe; I think everyone has to do something interesting….if you are here we have to create content right?....but after all, don’t people like these kinds of unreasonable requests?....let’s take a look and do the survey… which song do you want to hear? That's why I think doing a  survey is better. ”It would be nice to play the covered song as well”….more and more requests are coming…so selfish…. Toshiya: *laughs* Really? Joe: You guys are really greedy!....don’t get so carried away…. Toshiya: But really….I was really bad at covering songs… Joe: Ah Toshiya: But….Ziggy’s Toshiro,  Luna Sea’s J, X Japan’s Taiji…. many people from that time onwards….there were so many (amazing bassists) Joe: That’s true… Toshiya: I was really happy… Joe: That’s true… but you are trying to escape from this starting a good conversation…. Toshiya burst into laughter Joe: For the time being, this is a preparatory step for the next time you come to the program….if Toshiya takes off his sunglasses, there won’t be a musical performance….just singing….all these songs are meaningful  for Toshiya…there is a meaning in singing them….the first one he bought the cassette himself, the second is first LP bought by his parents, the first time he covered a song was Gloria, and the first time he was able to get to cover a song properly it was “Jesus”….if he takes off his sunglasses and sing in a performance, which song do you want to listen to? You will be asked that in the survey…..the state of emergency (in Japan) is still going on,  everyone is accumulating dissatisfaction in their hearts….I hope you all are going to put your heart into this survey…. An urgent survey….the results of it are….here….here they are….don!....”Ai ga tomaranai” got a 29.5%,  Kaibutsu-kun got a 15.9%, “Gloria” got a 13.1% and “Jesus” got a 41.5%.... Toshiya: You sound like “Top ten songs”….. *”Top ten songs was a japanese radio program that ranked the most popular songs at the 80s. Tokumitsu was one of the host of the program* Joe: Suddenly I sound like Tokumitsu….. Toshiya: How nostalgic…. Joe: At the showa era… Toshiya: The way they said the score…. Joe: Like with emotion….*makes drums sound*….It was like that at showa…so now…the results of the survey is “Jesus” at 1st position… Toshiya: That’s right… Joe: As today I already made  many unreasonable requests….this can’t be done today…so for today, you are taking off your sunglasses….the next time….please come again…for promotion….during the promotion period when the single is released…. Toshiya: Of course….of course is it a promotion offer right? Joe: Of course!  You can use that chance for promotion, it’s fine. We will do it properly…and after this, you take off your sunglasses…. Toshiya: You keep working hard until the end…. Joe: No,no….I’ll get angry if I don’t do this properly….because this is my channel so it’s like….what am I going to do… Toshiya: But after all….it’s fun… Joe: That’s right…. I don’t know you well but we had a drink once after a live and it was really fun….it was so fun…. Toshiya: Yes… Joe: I’ve been wanting to invite you after that, so we exchanged our contact info but… Toshiya: We did… it was due to the timing, right? You are really busy… Joe: No,no,no….it’s mostly that I’m poor so I have no free time….But we are now doing this program because we both had time,  but with Corona going on... Toshiya: I wanted to go out for a meal but it’s hard to invite you now… Joe: That’s why, when the state of emergency is over again and the situation improves, I’d like to go out for a meal with you….I understand….you keep writing about the sunglasses *pointing at the comments* “Just a glimpse is ok”… at the end of the program…. Toshiya: I see Joe: There is another last section for the end. We asked you to make questions for Toshiya and I’m going to ask him  those. Yes, he is going to take the sunglasses off. I’m 52 years old and a half and even if I’m growing senile and don’t remember yesterday either but I will remember that he has to take his sunglasses properly… Toshiya: That’s it. I will take them off properly. (Fourth Part)

The one where Y/n’s a tease

Part 4 of The one where Bucky has a cute neigbour series!

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader (f)

Summary | Reader and Bucky become friends after he saves her from  a creep in their apartment building. Each chapter explores a different  point in their friendship - very slow burn!

Warnings | 18+ only, Smut in later chapters (this is a slow burn), swearing, unprotected sex, oral sex, cockwarming (later chapters)

Will include elements of TFATWS in later chapters

Chapter 4 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 1 | Masterlist

I now realise the general theme is Y/n not being able to find her keys.

Whoever invented sundresses either needed a medal or slap. Bucky was in agony. The city was in the middle of a heat wave and neither of you could get comfy. You’d taken to dressing in sundresses every day, the soft fabric having a tendency to rise higher and higher up your legs throughout the day. There was something about the way they hung on every curve, how they framed your chest and revealed inch upon inch of tanned skin. 

You’d met one another in Central Park, intending on grabbing an ice cream and relaxing in the sun after a challenging day at work.

“He’s such a dick, I can’t see how they can make it compulsory to attend but won’t pay over time!”

Bucky merely nodded in response; he’d quickly learnt you’d rather he listen to your rants than fix your issues. 

“If I could change jobs I’d do it in a heartbeat” You continued as you reached the front of the icecream queue. 

“Hi, one strawberry and one mint choc chip please - oh and make the mint one two scoops” Bucky dug around in his back pocket before pulling out his wallet, handing over a few bills to the server. “Thank you.” He took both cones and handed you your favourite. 

“I’ll get the next one” You promised. Without thinking, you took a long lick of your icecream, moaning as the coldness hit your tongue. 

Bucky choked. 

“C’mon lets get somewhere cooler, you look hot” Your eyes bugged out as you realised what you’d said. “I mean you look warm! With your long sleeves and gloves!” You were quick to correct yourself which earnt a chuckle from the man besides you.

It didn’t take long for you both to reach a quiet vacant area which offered a gratuitous amount of privacy. Dropping down onto the grass, you stretched your legs out as you continued eating your icecream. 

“Do you mind?” Bucky asked, holding out his cone. You took it from him as he peeled his gloves off, sighing as the gentle breeze hit his fingers. He then began trying to roll up the sleeves on his henley, grunting in frustration as it got caught on his forearm. 

You glanced around double checking there was no one in sight before offering a solution. “You could just take it off, would do your skin some good, getting a bit of colour” 

Taking another lick of your icecream you attempted to look indifferent on the matter. 

Bucky took a hold of the bottom of his shirt before pausing. 

“What’s up?” You asked, taking another bite from your ice cream. 

“The scar isn’t the prettiest to look at.” He confessed, his head bowed in embarrassment. 

Your elbow jutted out and nudged him, forcing him to look back at you “Hey… it’s only me” You smiled back at him, trying to reassure him how little you cared about the scar.

He smiled back before taking the plunge and lifted the shirt over his head. You tried, you really did but you couldn’t help but stare at his chest. To say he was ripped would be an understatement. You weren’t overly bothered when it came to body types but fuckkk his was doing something to you. 

Snapping yourself out of your trance you noticed how his shoulders hunched over, as though he was trying to make himself as small as possible. 

“Trust me when I say this Buck, no one will be looking at your scar.” You laughed, fanning yourself in an attempt to boost his confidence and take the edge off. 

He chuckled in response and visibly relaxed, the pink in his cheeks growing from not only the heat. 

You handed him his ice-cream back and returned to your earlier conversation. Your prick of a boss had reiterated today how important it was you attended the charity gala that night, some bullshit about being a team player. 

In the midst of yet another rant, Bucky hadn’t been able to take your eyes off you. You looked radiant in the sun, a single bead of sweat every now and again trailed from your neck, down into the valley of your breasts. It took all his self discipline to not reach over and have a taste. And then there was the damned ice cream. He shouldn’t have ordered you two scoops as you took your sweet time licking and sucking on it, completely oblivious to the show you were putting on for him. What he’d do to replace that ice-cream with - no he couldn’t let his mind wander there. He felt his cock twitch as he watched you swallow the cream, your throat bobbing with the motion. 

“I reckon if I implement the Jim Halbert approach I’ll be home by ten” 

“The what now?”

“Jim? From The Office?” 

“You’ve lost me doll. I don’t remember you mentioning Jim before? Is he in Legal?”

“It’s a TV show, he basically said you should have a memorable moment with the host and take a photo to prove you were there. Once that’s done you can leave without it being questioned.” You handed Bucky your empty cone without question, it had become somewhat of a habit. You ordered two scoops and he finished off your cone. 

He took it from you and finished it in a couple of bites. 

“Well if you make it through and get home early enough I’ll order us some pizza and we’ll spend the rest of the night watching The Office, deal?”

“Deal”

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You made it back in record time. You laughed, even danced with a few people, took a couple of photos and was there for when your boss got slapped by one of the waiting staff much to your delight. In and out in under 2 hours! 

“Hey Buck! Have you ordered yet?” You yelled as you knocked on his apartment door, looking for your keys with your other hand. “C’mon where are you” You muttered.

Bucky's door swung open and was instantly stunned at your appearance. He hadn’t seen you before you left for the evening and he was glad he hadn’t as he was sure he would’ve crossed a line. Your dress was strapless and fell to the floor, hugging every curve you had. The black velvet looked soft to touch and flattered your chest.

“Wow” 

Your head snapped up and looked back at the man in front of you. His eyes trailed up from your legs, over your stomach and to your chest before meeting your eyes. 

“How do I scrub up?” You joked, giving him a twirl. 

“Beautiful doll” Your cheeks flushed at his compliment and you looked back into your purse, struggling to locate your keys. 

“Can I come in?” 

He stepped to the side and gestured you in. Once in his kitchen you turned your purse upside down, realising your worst fear. “Oh god, this can’t be happening.” 

“Whats up?” Bucky decided to torture himself and stood behind you, peering over your shoulder.

“I’ve left my key in my apartment” Not realising how close he was, you leant forward, your head falling into your hands as your elbows rested on the counter. Unintentionally, your ass had stuck out, pressing back into Bucky's crotch. The super soldier couldn’t believe his eyes, it was as though the very fantasy he’d played out in his head countless times was finally coming true. From this angle he couldn't help but imagine gripping your hair as he pounded into your tight pussy, filling his apartment with your screams as you milked his cock for all its worth. 

Before he could get away from himself he took a step backwards, despite every fibre of his being screaming at him not to. 

He wasn’t the only one affected as butterflies exploded in your stomach, your core aching with the possibilities of what lied beneath his jeans. But, before you had a moment to enjoy it, the moment was over and Bucky, ever the gentleman, had stepped aside. 

“I’ll call the super” You grumbled. 

“I’ll order the pizza” He replied all too quickly.

20 minutes later and you were at your wits end. It took forever to get through to the super and when you eventually did, you were hardly reassured by his response. He’d advised he would try and get to you within the next two hours but he wasn’t making any promises - so much for looking after your tenants. 

“Am I okay to hang out here with you until he arrives?” 

Bucky simply raised his eyebrow, finding it amusing you’d even have to ask. 

“Thanks Buck” Lifting your hands to your hair, you started removing the pins, letting your head relax. Whilst putting your hair down you couldn't hide your discomfort in your dress as it restricted your movement. 

“Do you want to borrow some clothes?”

“That would be amazing” 

You watched as he went off into his bedroom - could you even call it that considering there wasn’t a bed? You sighed in relief as you ran your fingers through your hair, gently massaging your scalp, welcoming the relief.

“I’ve left them in the bathroom for you” 

“Thanks Buck” You flicked your heels off your tired feet before padding into the bathroom, gently closing the door behind you. It didn’t take long for you to change into the sleep shorts and t-shirt he’d given you. Using your hair tie, you tightened the pants to stop them from falling down. Rolling your bra into your dress, you returned from the bathroom feeling far better than you did when you entered. 

“Better?” He asked, pizza box in hand as he pulled two plates from the cupboard

“Much” You replied, sitting down on one of the dining chairs. 

An hour later and you were both stuffed and the effect of the beers you’d been stealing from Buckys fridge were starting to have an effect. 

“C’monnnn it will be fun!” You whined as you tried your best to tuck your toes under Buckys leg in an attempt to warm them up.

With a sigh he lifted your feet from under him and stood from his seated position, heading back towards his bedroom. Returning a moment later, he resumed his original position and started slowly slipping socks onto your cold toes. 

“I’m waiting doll” 

His voice snapped you out of your trance - you’d been watching his every movement, how he gently cradled your feet as he slid a sock onto each one before squeezing them gently.

“Okay, I’m going to fire these over to you quickly so just respond with whatever comes to mind okay?” 

He nodded in response.

You scrolled through the list on your phone before settling on a set of questions.

“Favourite snack?”

“Cashews”

“Favourite Avenger?”

“Cap”

“Least favourite Avenger?”

“Hawkeye”

“Huh wow didn’t - anyway! Age you had your first kiss?”

“12”

“Age you lost your virginity?”

“17”

“Favourite place?”

“Wakanda”

“Any secret talents?”

“I can play the piano”

“Really?”

Bucky nodded in response, taking another swig of his beer.

“Cats or dogs?”

“Cats”

“Favourite neighbour?”

“Y/N” 

You smiled at that one before becoming a little bit braver. 

“Favourite position” You asked, mumbling your words as you quickly took a sip of your drink. 

“What was that?”

“Favourite...position” You repeated, meeting his eyes.

Bucky gulped, his eyes not moving from yours. “Cow girl when I’m generous, missionary when I’m in control” 

You blinked a couple of times, your mind racing as you processed his words. 

“Good..too...uh… know” You gulped before racing to the next question, trying your best to not think about just what he meant by generous and in control. “City or country?”

“Country” 

“Bike or car?” 

Before he could respond your phone chirped, signalling a notification. Glancing down, you read the message - Won’t be able to make it tonight, will try and get there in the morning

“Fuck.” You muttered, clearing the notification from your screen. 

“What’s up?”

“I won’t be getting into my apartment until tomorrow, do you mind if I stay here?” 

Bucky looked towards his bedroom, his heart sinking when he remembered he didn’t have a bed. Reading his expression, you began “The floor is fine, I don’t mind-” 

“No” he replied, cutting you off. “You’re not sleeping on the floor.” Bucky thought it was bad enough you had to hang out in his sorry excuse for an apartment but hell would freeze over before he allowed you to sleep on the hard floor. “I’ve got an idea.” 

You watched as Bucky opened his door and walked out into the hallway. He started fiddling with the window which filled the back wall between your two apartments; the lock snapping under his strength. Lifting it up, he swung his leg over the ledge, landing on the fire escape. 

“Buck, what are you doing?” You whispered, conscious of your neighbours and the late hour. 

He took a step backwards and leant down, his face visible through the window as he stared at you, his eyebrow raised slightly as though he was wondering if you really just asked that. 

“Just… be careful okay?” 

He nodded in response and went back to the task at hand. 

A few seconds later you heard another snap and the sound of your window opening. Moments later your apartment door swung open with a smug Bucky on the other side. 

“My hero” You beamed up at him, your appreciation evident on your face. 

You quickly went back into his apartment, gathering your things in your arms. 

“I’ve wedged the window shut so you’re safe for the night, I’ll get you a replacement lock in the morning.” 

Returning to your apartment, you dumped your belongings on the side table, turning back to Bucky. “Thank you, I don’t know what I’d do without you.” You confessed, overcome with admiration. Before you lost your nerve, you pressed your body against his, your arms looping around his neck, pulling him into a tight hug. You held in a sigh as you felt his arms respond and wrap around your waist, returning your embrace. Rather reluctantly, you pulled back as did Bucky, his arms returning back to his sides. 

“Goodnight doll” 

“Night Bucky” 

You slowly closed your door and smiled to yourself. Tugging his sleep pants down your legs, you folded them up and left them on top of your discarded dress. After completing your nightly routine, you sank into your soft bed sheets, inhaling Bucky’s scent left behind on his tshirt, silently wishing it was himself wrapped around your naked body and not his top.