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wave2tyun · 3 months

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apple cider | ☆

pairing: huening kai x reader

genre: fluff, childhood friends to lovers

summary: you were foolishly blind to the feelings you held for your best friend, huening kai, until one they, they started to bottle up like soda pop

warnings: slight injury?? nothing serious<3

word count: 3.5k

notes: apple cider by beabadoobee has been ON REPEAT!!!! these past few days!!!!1!1! which is why i believed it might be the perfect time to bring this fic back!!😋 i love love love writing things based on songs, and this is (obviously asbdsjha) where the inspo for this fic came from, as well as the studio ghibli movie 'from up on poppy hill'!! :D also, is it just me or do 24 hours in a day simply not feel like enough anymore......?😖

☆ = repost from my old blog!!

huening kai was the definition of a sweetheart. grandmas loved him, animals adored him, he was the type of boy anybody's parents would be delighted to meet if you brought him home. and most importantly, he was your best friend.

you and kai met in kindergarten. your very first interaction happened when your parents were late to pick you up, so you, a sensitive child started crying a river. kai was even faster than the teacher to approach you, napkin in his hand and a sweet smile on his face. he patted your back until your parents arrived, sometimes cracking some pokemon impressions in an attempt to make you smile again like he saw you earlier that morning. during your arts and crafts session the next day, you made kai a sloppy drawing of his favorite pokemon character, which, to this day, he insists is the greatest gift he has ever received, the treasured piece of paper sitting in a frame on his nightstand to remain in pristine condition.

from that day on, you only ended up spending more and more time together. you switched seats so that you could sit next to each other during classes, played together during breaks and became lunch buddies, an unspoken promise which had been kept during primary school, middle school, and even now, as you were both high school students in your last year. kai grew up to be a piano prodigy, thus becoming the president of the school's music club. you, on the other hand, wasn't any interested in any extracurricular activities, preferring to stay in bed and sleep your day away on the days where your parents weren't attacking you with house chores. still, you and kai were stuck together like glue. you talked on the phone every day at midnight, rambling on about your day or about anything that crossed your mind; you tried your best to meet up outside of school whenever your schedules allowed, popping a cold bottle of your favorite sweet apple cider.

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

your eyes scanned the tables for kai once again. he told you to meet up at the outside dining area, but 15 minutes had passed and he was nowhere to be seen. you huffed, placing your tray down at a table where some of your classmates sat. ‘can’t believe he’d ditch me today’ you angrily pierced the straw through your milk carton.

the sound of a loud horn startled you, making you almost choke on your drink. the highest windows of the school were opened with a bang, paper scrolls coming out of them, followed by the heads of some students as they were peeking out.

“are those the club leaders?” someone at your table asked.

“yeah...seems like so” yunjin answered “what are they up to now?”

you shielded your eyes with your hand, squinting as you tried to read the words written on the papers.

‘lack of freedom kills the people’

“they’re protesting” you broke the silence, making everyone’s head turn towards you “the principal has been wanting to shut down the clubs”

some students gathered around the dining area, they moved in sync and with fast movements, taking out the grate that was placed over the water basin outside. you shrugged, going back to your meal. you weren’t exactly sure what they were going to achieve with this. not even a minute later, yunjin gave you a tap on the shoulder, pointing towards the roof.

“isn’t that-“ she stopped midway, unable to finish her sentence. your face was instantly drained of color at the sight.

it was huening kai.

“what the hell is he doing up there” you mumbled, frowning. you didn’t have a good feeling about this- whatever this was.

huening kai had a bright smile plastered on his face, the whole school’s attention being on him. he coughed then cleared his throat before loudly speaking.

“if our words weren’t enough to reach principal Jung, then that means that it is time for us to turn to actions” he inched closer towards the edge of the roof. his voice remained confident, but his hands betrayed him, shaking as he held the mic close to his chest.

you gulped. you felt nauseous, an empty feeling was taking over your stomach despite the distance between the roof and the ground not being that high.

“if you don’t want to respect us- we will make ourselves heard” huening kai turned his head, looking back at the boys behind him, who gave him a short nod. then, he put the mic down, taking a deep breath before diving into the air, aiming for the water basin.

the plan was easier said than done, and kai stumbled into a bush before landing down on his knees in the shallow water. the members of the photography club were quick to capture the moment, just like you were quick to jump out of your seat and approach the boy. “are you okay-“ you reached your hand out to help him stand up. kai’s smile never faltered away, and once he was back on his feet, he gave you a wink as he clasped your hands together. the bright flashes of the cameras surrounded you in an instant, the photographers pushing through to get “the best shot”.

your cheeks turned a bright shade of red, and you let go of his hands, mumbling as you went back to your seat “stupid- so stupid” you continued to stuff your face with the sandwich you had packed in your lunch bag. why was your face burning that much anyway- you shook your head, trying to ignore the thoughts invading your mind, as well as the hushed whispers coming from all around you. you couldn’t let such foolish actions disturb your day.

kai, as usual, still called you that night. you, however, loved being stubborn. when you saw his name coming up on the screen of your phone, you contemplated for a few minutes, before swiping to deny the call. ‘that should teach him’ you thought. barely a minute later, you were already regretting your decision. you were still mad at him, yet, for some reason, you still wanted to hear his voice, just like every other night. it never mattered to you whether it was a proper conversation. you didn’t care what kai would be talking about- you just wanted to feel like you had him, in some way, close to you, though your pride didn’t allow you to be the one to initiate another call. why was it that you wished to hear him so badly? after all, you didn’t even like him...right? or at least- you didn’t even like him that much- right?

you tossed and turned in your bed, unable to let your eyelids close.

fuck.

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

dark circles adored your eyes as a result of the poor sleep you had last night. you wished you could skip the first period and remain in bed for just a few minutes more, but your mom wasn’t having any of that. she took the blanket off your bed and opened your window, forcing you to get up and get ready for the day.

you stood in the hallway, head buried in the school’s newspaper, which teased ‘a revolution’ as well as ‘an endearing romance’ with a big image of you and kai holding hands on the front page.

“is there any way i could make it up to you?” you heard a voice near you.

you closed your locker’s door, kai’s face coming into sight, grinning as always. you wanted to ignore him for the day, pretending to be mad at him for the embarrassment that he had put you through the day before. but kai knew you too well- he had already anticipated your reaction to his stunt, and he wasn’t going to let you get rid of him so easily.

“depends. do you have anything in mind?” you crossed your arms, leaning on your side against the locker.

“apple cider, 10 pm at the playground. sounds good?”

you bit your lip to fight back the smile that was threatening to take over your face. looking down at the floor, you chuckled.

“i guess that would suffice. we’ll see”

the bell rang, signaling the end of your break. kai took the chance to quickly ruffle your hair before sprinting to his class. ‘dork’ you snorted, putting it back into place before going your own way.

you were quick to prepare dinner that day. both of your parents were taken aback by the stark change in your attitude compared to how you behaved in the morning, the sudden surge in energy being questionable. they chose not to bring it up though, afraid that they might ruin your mood. you arrived at the playground at 10 pm sharp and sat on one of the swings there, protecting the other vacant one from the kids that still lingered around until kai came. and soon enough, there he was, apple cider bottles in his hands (just like he promised) as he approached you. you smiled at the sight.

“are you that happy to see me?”

“you wish- i’m just happy to receive the apple cider” you joked, lying through your teeth.

“ah- i’m hurt” hueningkai frowned, dramatically putting a hand over his heart. you laughed at his cute antics. he took his place on the swing, handing you one bottle.

“that jumper looks pretty on you, i like it”

“t-thanks” you stuttered, looking down, failing to see the tips of his ears turning pink. you took a sip from the bottle, the taste so refreshing and all too familiar.

“so- did you manage to convince the principal not to shut down the clubs?”

kai chuckled, reminiscing the events “yeah-“ he stood up, putting his hands on his hips and clearing his throat before speaking again with an exaggerated lower voice “never in my 40 years in this field have i ever seen such- such outrageous actions” pinching the bridge of his nose, he continued “whatever, just do whatever you want. at this point it’s less of a pain to let you continue than to cancel everything”

you burst into laughter at his silly act. kai always had his imitations spot on, and to you, it was much more entertaining than any kind of comedy movie.

“i’m glad it wasn’t all in vain” your smile died down upon noticing the bandages wrapped around his hand “is your hand okay though?”

“oh- yeah, don’t worry about it, it’s just a scratch” he replied quickly, stuffing it in the pocket of his jacket before sitting back down. you sat in silence for a while after that, kicking around the pebbles underneath your feet.

“i’m sorry” kai whispered softly.

“hm? sorry for what?” you frowned.

“sorry for getting you involved in this, it wasn’t supposed to be like that- i told the other members of the club to remove the picture from the article but they didn’t listen”

“hey- it’s okay” you reassured him “it was out of your control, it wasn’t like you knew this whole fiasco was going to unfold”

“but-“ he tried to argue,

“no buts” you interrupted him, laughing “whatever happened, happened. plus- i got to drink some apple cider. even better since it was with you- so, it’s all good”

kai returned your smile, he seemed to be a bit more at ease after hearing those words. you wished that you could have found the strength to get up and give him a hug too, but you were too afraid that your heart would burst if you did that now.

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“i’m home” you shouted as you stepped inside the house. leaving your bag on the floor in the hallway, you dragged your feet to the kitchen and put on the apron to get started on your dinner. your parents never got off work before your classes ended, meaning that the responsibility of preparing food for everybody always fell on you. you opened the cabinet underneath the sink to get some potatoes, but your hand reached out into nothingness. confused, you crouched down to have a better look. your face dropped as you realised that there was nothing left inside. that one vegetable was the whole star of the dish, meaning that there was simply no way to substitute it.

‘shit shit shit-‘ you stormed out the door, wanting to slap yourself in the face as you recalled the moment your mother asked you to stop by the farmer’s market in the morning. maybe, just this once, the traffic would be jammed and your parents wouldn’t be so quick to return home from work. you struggled to put on your jumper as you also held a basket in your hand, wanting to be as quick as possible. just as you were about to make your way down, you someone called out from behind you:

“need a ride?” kai was riding his bike to his grandparents, but stopped in his tracks upon seeing you in such a hurried and panicked state.

“god- yes, please” you fumbled over your words. the timing couldn’t have been any more perfect; you were so grateful to see him there, you could almost see a ray of light shining on him and a halo on top of his head.

“have a seat then” he laughed.

you quickly sat down in the back of kai’s bicycle. looking down at the steep path in front of you, you gulped “are you sure it’s okay for us to ride together?”

“just hold on tight” kai took hold of your hands and wrapped them around his torso before pressing on one pedal with his foot. you couldn’t even brace yourself properly for the impact as you went down the hill of doom; your head instantly hit kai’s muscular back, and you found yourself holding his body tighter. you closed your eyes, trying to shift your focus from the citizens passing by you in a blur, to the sweet scent of his fruit-punch shampoo invading your senses. kai swiftly took a turn to the left, effortlessly avoiding all the possible obstacles in his path. thankfully, you both made it to the farmer’s market in one piece.

sighing in relief, you lifted yourself up and walked to the nearest vegetable stall around. kai remained right next to you, making a purchase of his own. he munched on a freshly fried hashbrown as you did the necessary shopping, holding a second piece in his other hand.

“all done” your shoulders slumped down, the whole thing had drained you both physically and mentally. you quirked an eyebrow as you looked at kai eating.

“what?” he asked, throwing the last piece of food in his mouth “i need energy to go back”

“right” you sighed “thank you so much. i might live to see another day because of you” you tried to joke. in reality, the thought of your parents scolding you alone was enough to make your heart start beating faster.

“don’t worry about it” he chuckled “here- take this” he handed you the hashbrown he had been holding. you took it reluctantly, not having expected to receive something like this.

“eat it- it’s good. plus, you need energy too” kai grabbed his bicycle again, positioning himself on the leather seat “i have to go now, you should probably hurry too.” he smiled “take care, y/n” kai sent you a little wave before setting off. you stood on the side of the road for one more moment, smiling at the hashbrown in your hand. you took the first bite as you started to go up the hill again, the worries that were clouding your head quickly disappearing.

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

somehow, soon enough, you found yourself in front of kai’s house. you wanted to thank him for his sweet gesture from a few days ago. if it weren’t for him, your parents would have probably kept you locked in the house. you didn’t know what you were going to say to him. staring at the box of cookies you brought with you, you tried to muster up the courage to knock on the door.

knock knock knock

you waited patiently, biting your lips.

‘maybe there’s still enough time to run-‘

“y/n- hi, come in” kai opened the door, greeting you.

“hi” you blurted out. stepping inside, you took off your shoes, then silently followed behind kai as he guided you towards his room. piano sheets were spread out everywhere- on the floor, on his desk, on his bed. you’ve never seen it look like such a mess.

“oh- sorry, were you practicing?”

“tried to- the music festival is just around the corner, but the song choices are killing me”

“can you show me?” you asked, it was always a pleasure to hear kai practicing, but this time, you were also using this as an excuse to organise your thoughts properly.

“yeah, come here” kai patted the empty space beside him on the piano bench. you hugged the cookie box close to your chest, the short distance between the two of you making you feel nervous.

kai’s fingers glided along the black and white tiles, wrist playfully flicking up as he changed up the speed with ease to create a flawless, harmonious symphony. it sounded perfect- it always did.

“that was great” you spoke softly as he finished up the piece.

“wanna try?” kai offered.

“s-sure” you stuttered, putting down the box. somehow, despite all those years that you’ve known each other, you had never given learning piano a try.

kai took hold of your right hand, placing it on the keys “you have to use the pad of your fingers” he put his hand over yours, gently pressing down to demonstrate. you prayed that he couldn’t hear the loud sound of your palpitating heart “then- move your wrist up before moving on to the next set of notes, then down, like a feather falling” you started to feel light-headed, the feeling of kai’s warm hands on yours making you unable to concentrate on the task at hand. you looked up at him, his face now much closer to you than when you first started practicing. kai’s hand stopped guiding yours, yet didn’t let go of it. he glanced at you, his gaze stopping on your plush, rosy lips.

“holding you closer right now- would that cross the line?” he spoke softly, in a daze.

“maybe i want you to cross the line” you whispered back.

kai stood still for a moment, letting your words sink in. then- with gentle movements, his hand came to rest on your jawline, thumb rubbing against your cheek. he seemed nervous- so nervous to not ruin all of your built-up relationship up until that point. but fuck it- you looked so pretty with that jumper he adored, sitting gingerly on his piano chair, inviting him to finally feel his lips on yours. how was he supposed to resist? and when kai closed the gap, his mouth meeting yours in a gentle peck, it felt so incredibly right, so good and sweet.

one more peck.

his body shifted even closer to you.

another one.

his hand came to rest on your lower back, yours grabbed hold of his soft black sweater.

and once more- but this time, you both let the touch last longer, melting into the feeling.

“can i kiss you more?” kai asked, voice barely above a whisper, his thumb was caressing your lips as he spoke. you nodded, eager to indulge yourself into the taste of his sweet kiss. you hummed as he pressed his lips on yours again, the butterflies in your heart unable to settle down. he grinned into the kiss at the sound, his heart felt warm knowing that you wanted this, and enjoyed this just as much as he did. you pulled away, giving the mole at the corner of his lips a kiss, then you left another on the one near his temple, ending with the one you adored most, the one on his nose. you cupped his face, the temperature of his cheeks rising against your fingertips. kai chuckled as you hid your face in the crook of his neck, the adoration you felt towards him becoming almost too much to handle.

“do you want to stay the night?” kai asked bashfully, his fingers playing with one of your sleeves “i have some apple cider left” he looked up at you, eyes gleaming with hope.

“of course i want to” you giggled, dipping down to leave another peck on his soft lips.

3 bottles of apple cider down, you and kai laid down on the bed, legs tangled with each other as he played with your hair and you braided his. you joked around, playing with the plushies on his bed, sometimes stealing kisses on the cheek from each other and falling into another fit of shy giggles yet again. and when you finally drifted off to sleep, hand in hand, you swore you had never felt your heart feel more at ease.

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fluentmoviequoter · 4 months

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Hey could you do fluff fic for David 'Deacon' Kay x wife reader where they spend their day together after hectic week? She's school teacher. Tag me later. Thanks!!

Of course! This was a fun one; thanks for the great request!! Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think!🤍 @pear-1206

Hectic Relief

Warnings: reader is an elementary teacher (I didn't specify which grade, just implied younger kids), hectic week, lots of fluffy comfort, kissing.

Word Count: 2.2k+ words

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Picture from Pinterest (it goes with the end [and makes me smile😊])

“Yes, Drew?” you ask, smiling at the young boy as he lowers his hand.

“When is Sergeant Kay visiting again?” he inquires.

“Hmm… Well, he’s really busy this week, but I’ll ask him to come back soon.”

Drew nods with a bright smile. He loves your husband, Deacon, and asks about him often. Since Deacon came in for career day, Drew and several other students have become big fans of his.

“Can he come Friday?” Drew continues.

“Why Friday?”

“It’s my birthday!”

“Oh, I see. I’ll ask him, but remember what Sergeant Kay said last time? He’s really busy at work, so he may not be able to.”

“Can’t you make him?” someone else asks. “My mom makes my dad do stuff all the time.”

You chuckle at the implication that wives have control over their husbands before gesturing for everyone to pipe down.

“I’ll see what I can do, Drew,” you promise. “But either way, I’ll make sure you have a good birthday at school.”

Drew nods, and you think the day will be easier with the idea of Deacon coming in soon. It only takes an hour for that hope to be crushed, as the week takes a turn for the worse.

✯✯✯✯✯

Deacon sighs. It’s only Tuesday morning, and his week is already feeling long. He hasn’t seen you since Sunday night. Yesterday, a call ran long, and you were asleep before he came in. You moved closer to him in your sleep, but he had to leave before you woke up.

“Everyone ready for another night of overtime?” Rocker cheers before pretending to cry.

“I vote we just let the criminals take each other out this time,” someone mumbles.

“If my wife wasn’t working in this city, I’d agree,” Deacon says, surprising everyone.

✯✯✯✯✯

During your free hour, while your class is with another teacher, you drop your head to your desk and take a deep breath. The kids are restless, you’re tired, and each day this week seems longer than the last. You send Deacon a quick text to let him know you’re thinking of him and love him before turning your attention to the stack of papers on your desk.

Across town, Deacon is sitting in Black Betty, wondering when he’ll hear your voice again. It feels like the longest week of his life, and each passing minute makes him miss you more. His phone buzzes, and he smiles for the first time in hours as he reads your short message. Luca slams on the brakes and yells for backup before Deacon can answer, but he knows you understand. Even if it’s unfair to you and hard on him.

✯✯✯✯✯

By Friday morning, you feel part zombie, part teacher. The small gift you got for Drew and the card you signed from you and Deacon are sitting by your bag. You hope it’s enough to cheer Drew up even without Deacon stopping by to see his favorite of your students.

“Happy birthday, Drew,” you tell him when he enters the classroom. “This is from me and Sergeant Kay. He said to wish you a happy birthday and that he’ll come visit as soon as he can.”

It’s a lie; you haven’t even talked to Deacon in days, but you know he would be here if he could. He loves the kids and would do anything to help you out.

Drew’s smile falls just enough that you notice. He thanks you, anyway, even though he’s clearly disappointed his favorite SWAT sergeant won’t be dropping by today.

“Alright, class. Who’s ready for Fun Friday?” you ask, smiling as you pray for a nice day.

✯✯✯✯✯

Deacon clenches his jaw as he slams back against a brick wall.

“30-David, shots fired on the 4 side,” he radios.

“Copy. Shooter on the 1 side,” Street replies.

“We’re going to be here for a while, aren’t we?” Deacon asks.

Hondo nods beside him, and Deacon prepares for another day of missing you.

✯✯✯✯✯

“Drew, buddy, I know it’s your birthday, but we need to finish this lesson before recess. Let’s sit down and focus, then we can play,” you say, struggling to stay calm.

Drew huffs and falls back in his seat. When you see tears gathering in his eyes, you feel like you’re right behind him. It’s only 9 a.m., and it is the perfect, overly hectic, and stressful end to the longest week of your career as a teacher.

“I promise we’ll do something fun this afternoon, but it’s still school.”

✯✯✯✯✯

Deacon answers the phone, suppressing a stressed yell when Hicks tells 20-David to meet 50-squad on the other side of the county to aid with a hostage situation. He leans his head against Black Betty, wondering if they’d really notice if he took the rest of the day off.

Pulling his phone from his pocket, he sends you a quick text, surprised when you answer almost immediately. He doesn’t know if he’ll be home tonight, and his heart breaks at your disappointed reply, even though you try to cover it as a caring and understanding message.

Deacon knows that being a cop’s wife is just as hard as being a cop, and he wants to find a way to make it easier on you.

“Guys, I need a favor,” he calls as he puts his phone away. “I need to be home for dinner. I haven’t heard my wife’s voice in almost 5 days, and if I don’t hear it today, you’re all going to know about it.”

Luca chuckles as Street’s eyes widen. “Yes, sir,” they all say together.

“She’s braver than any of us,” Hondo muses teasingly.

“Better looking, too,” Deacon replies.

✯✯✯✯✯

The final bell rings and your shoulders slump as you say goodbye to each passing student.

“Thank you,” Drew says quietly.

“You’re welcome, Drew. I’ll make sure Sergeant Kay visits soon, okay?”

He nods. “I’m sorry for interrupting.”

“It’s okay, Drew, thank you. Have a good rest of your birthday and enjoy your party tomorrow, bud.”

Drew smiles as he nods excitedly before rushing out. The stack of papers on your desk has dwindled slowly, and you carelessly push it into your bag, unwilling to stay in your classroom for a minute longer than you have to.

Sighing in relief as you start your car, you hope to see Deacon tonight, even if only long enough to kiss him and hear him say goodnight.

✯✯✯✯✯

“Told you we’d do it,” Hondo says, clapping Deacon’s back, “now please go home. Your desperation is wearing off on us.”

Deacon would reply if he had more energy or if Hondo was wrong. He has no shame in admitting that he misses you and needs your comfort after such a hectic week with seemingly pointless chases around Los Angeles County.

He’s back to the station and on his way home to you before Luca notices he left.

✯✯✯✯✯

When Deacon steps into the house, he immediately feels lighter and happier. You look up from a paper and smile, setting it aside. Beginning to stand, Deacon moves faster than you and practically falls on top of you, pinning you to the couch with a tight hug.

You move one arm across his shoulders as he buries his face between your neck and shoulder. Running your fingers through Deacon’s hair, you relax in his embrace, and the week away seems worth the wait.

“I missed you,” you tell him, scratching his scalp.

“Missed you more,” he mumbles, tightening his grip on you.

“We should order dinner then, right?”

Deacon nods, and you smile as you pull his phone out, typing in your birthday to unlock it. Once the food is ordered, you move your hands to Deacon’s tense back muscles.

“Seems like your week was as long as mine,” you muse, gently kneading a knot in his lat muscle.

He groans before sitting up, pulling himself close to you. “I’m sorry.”

You shake your head, kissing his cheek quickly before asking, “How are you?”

Deacon catches your chin, pulling you in for a real kiss as he replies, “Better now.”

Once your dinner is delivered, you sit with your thigh pressed against Deacon’s as he tells you about the string of robberies and hostage situations spanning the county this week. He’s more interested in hearing about your week, so he doesn’t go into much detail before asking about you.

“Well, today was Drew’s birthday and he was pretty grumpy,” you tell Deacon, moving your legs across his lap.

“Not Drew, he’s my favorite!” Deacon exclaims.

“I think he was upset that you couldn’t come to class on his big day,” you excuse, running a finger along Deacon’s cheekbone and down his jaw as you add, “and he was tired, like someone else I know.”

Deacon nods, leaning against you.

“We should go to bed,” you whisper.

Deacon shakes his head, making himself comfortable beside you, one arm wrapped firmly around your waist to keep you close.

“If we go get ready and get in the bed, we can cuddle easier,” you bribe.

Deacon’s eyes open as he asks, “Promise?”

Chuckling, you link your pinky with Deacon’s and promise. He holds you to it, pulling you into his arms when you’re changed and ready to relax. He hugs you tightly, refusing to let go even though you don’t try to fight him.

As you fall asleep in Deacon’s arms, you whisper, “I love you.”

“I love you,” Deacon replies, entering into the best sleep all week.

✯✯✯✯✯

When you wake up, Deacon has moved you closer to him in your sleep. It’s as if he thought he’d wake up and you’d be gone. Brushing your finger over his facial features, you wish you could admire him all day, but you need to get up and get a glass of water.

As you try to move out of his grip, it tightens. You finally give up and decide to wake him up.

“Deac, baby, I need to get up,” you say gently.

“It’s been a week, you can’t leave,” he mumbles.

“I just need to get some water, handsome.”

Deacon seems to debate his options before unhooking his arms and saying, “Two minutes or I’m coming to find you.”

“I have no doubt.”

You return in less than two minutes, but when you offer to make breakfast and bring it back, Deacon rolls out of bed and sleepily follows you to the kitchen. Standing behind you, he keeps his arms around your waist as he helps you prepare breakfast, trailing kisses up your neck each time you turn your head.

“I’m glad we’re both home now,” you tell him, turning in his arms to kiss him.

“Me too,” he replies, pulling you in for another kiss.

✯✯✯✯✯

It takes hours, but you finally convince Deacon to talk about himself and his week at work. As you direct him to the patio, you find yourself in his lap, enjoying the sun after a week inside with your rambunctious class.

“You’re too good for me,” Deacon says, interrupting his story.

“You’re too good for me,” you repeat.

Deacon smiles at the challenging look on your face, aware that you will win any argument he tries to make. This conversation is practiced, and he knows how it ends: an agreement that you are soulmates, completing each other and perfect for one another.

“I think we need a vacation,” you tell him.

“Or a second honeymoon,” he suggests, kissing your jaw.

“But you have to come visit my class first or I’ll have a riot on my hands.”

“Technically, you’d have a better chance of getting me there for riot control.”

You laugh, leaning against Deacon’s chest as you kiss the corner of his mouth.

“I’ll see if I can make some time this week. For you and the kids.”

The sun dips below the hills, and you wonder where the day went, though you know time spent with Deacon always goes too fast.

“Same thing tomorrow?” you ask, pulling your legs up as Deacon nudges you to shift.

Lifting one of your legs so you’re sitting in his lap, your face just above his, Deacon smiles and answers, “Anything with you.”

You tilt your chin down, brushing your lips across Deacon’s. He sighs, raising his hands so one is on your waist and the other behind your neck. Settling on his thighs, you lean against Deacon’s chest as you kiss him, letting his love and comfort calm you from the inside out.

“I love you,” you say against his lips.

“Love you more.”

You push your hands against his chest, taking a deep breath before arguing, “Impossible.”

Deacon tilts his head, a bright smile making his eyes look deeper and darker than usual. He’s irresistible, and as you kiss him again, he promises himself not to let work get in the way like that again.

Pulling back, you suggest, “You should bring your whole squad next time, the kids would love it.”

“If we can spare the time.”

“'If'? You can't do it, not even for me?” you ask with a pout. “Your wife?”

Deacon nods, telling you he’ll find a way.

“It’s that easy,” you whisper, kissing his nose.

“Because you cheat,” Deacon accuses.

“Because you love me.”

Deacon can’t argue, so he pulls you down for a slower kiss, happy to spend another slow, lazy night in your arms before doing it all again tomorrow.

#david deacon kay x reader #david kay x reader #david deacon kay #deacon kay x reader #deacon kay #deacon kay fluff #fem!reader #requests #swat cbs

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spiritfoxarts · 2 years

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Kung Fu Panda different POV

A while ago I had a conversation with my friend about Kung Fu Panda antagonists and here’s what we came to in conclusion:

Kung Fu Panda 3:

Kai - a great warrior, master Oogway’s best friend.

Unfortunately as we all know “history is written by winners”, the only way we learn about Kai is from ONE scroll written by Oogway himself - meaning we only hear HALF of this story. The Kai, Po meets is a Spirit Warrior - a wraith stuck in the state of mind he had before ending up in Spirit World, unable to evolve and change.

The REAL Kai however cared about his allies and friends. He risked his life and traveled in hope to find help for his wounded friend.

What Oogway saw as empty greed, might have actually been Kai’s way to prevent loosing his friends in future. Imagine, if while fighting another huge battle him and Oogway could heal their soldiers with their enemies’ Qi. Everyone would tremble before them. (I know, sounds horrible in long shot, but you get my point)

Their final battle as mortals was probably just a rush decision - maybe Oogway never gave Kai chance to explain his train of thoughts.

Kung Fu Panda:

Tai Lung - (personally, my favorite character) a prodigy student, promised a lot yet banished for following orders.

First his talents: Tai Lung is a great example of body, mind and spirit’s fully used potential. First is the prison scene - he had enough patience to wait for the opportunity to free himself from restrains with JUST A FEATHER.

- Then the climb - without taking a single hit, he overpowered all guards, who stood in his way. Using their own weapons and planning 3 steps ahead. Sure the last falling bridge was a surprise, but he still told himself “I can’t waste this chance.” and gave his all in a matter of seconds to outsmart his opponents.

Also don’t forget that he could still control himself. Prison fight was a coldly calculated set of actions, but then he takes a deep breath and DOESN’T HARM the messenger - he’s gentle and calm.

- Next is bridge fight against Five - look at the difference between him and Tigress - she’s struggling to keep balance and stiffly tries to hold her stance, while he is flawlessly walking and jumping on unstable bridge. This also shows their self-confidence: He knows what he’s capable of and that he can only count on himself, while she believes in her team, she knows they will bail her out off trouble - she’s just a piece of something bigger, which only works well, when put together. But yet again Tai Lung outsmarted them, by knocking them out off fight one by one.

- Fight with Shifu - this is where we learn the story from HIS side. His whole life Tai Lung was looking up to his teacher, mentor and father figure, executing every order flawlessly. And even if becoming the Dragon Warrior wasn’t meant for him, he could’ve become a great master of Kung Fu and maybe one day stand by Shifu’s side.

Unfortunately he was let down by his master. Shifu had one card and bet everything on this one card, feeding Tai Lung hopes and instead of saying: “Ok, so Master Oogway said you won’t be the Dragon Warrior, BUT we can keep training and see where this will take us.”, he stayed silent, didn’t even try to defend his student or ask Oogway “Why?”.

In Tai Lung’s eyes it was a betrayal - he probably thought Shifu will from now on think he’s useless to him. That’s why when he finally met with his former master, he snapped and let loose of his anger.

He was already perfect for master, but no one told him that and so that’s why he didn’t understood the Dragon Scroll’s message. The only reason Po won, was because he understood that he’s perfect the way he is and has to think outside of box to create fighting style fitting for him.

Kung Fu Panda 2:

Shen - heir to the Gongmen City throne and educated strategist.

Now I left him at the end, because it took us a bit to understand his character.

Shen was a promising general, he invented a new type of weapon and wanted to revolutionize ways of fighting, BUT I believe his parents had outdated mindset, not seeing their son’s potential. I mean they went to SOOTHSAYER instead of talking with him. Then “they died from sorrow” - yeah no sh!t, you kinda banished your only child.

Also about his strategy skills. Shen knew a bit how to fight in close combat and knew he has no chance against three guarding Kung Fu masters, yet he put up a good fight against two of them. By using tricks, patience, his opponents’ weaknesses AND most importantly - he broke their fighting spirits by defeating their master with new weapon.

Shen fought with his head and he showed that while also fighting Po. To him it was a game of chess.

Now You might think I’m defending characters, who did a lot of harm - but before you judge someone, learn whole story first.

That will be all - thank You for reading mine and my friend's opinion on this.

#kung fu panda #kung fu panda 2 #kung fu panda 3 #tai lung #kai #lord shen #my post

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ninjagoisthebest · 2 years

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🖤Imagine Garmadon started working as a teacher at Lloyd’s school💚

Lloyd walks into school with a frown. Knowing how the day is already going to go. Most of the time when someone bothers him, his friends are there to help him… but not always.. Lloyd pulled out his phone and took his earbuds out. Then put them in his ear and put on his favorite song to cancel out all the noise.

He looked around and noticed so many people staring at him. It was normal for him but the looking wasn’t as much anymore but today, today so many people were staring and whispering. Lloyd bumped into someone. As he was about to apologize, his mouth dropped open.

“D-Dad?!” He screamed. The tall four armed man turned around. “Yep. That’s me, don’t wear it out.” He said then sipped his coffee. He had a blonde wig on. “What.. what are YOU doing here?! At a school?! At MY school?!” Lloyd yelled, clenching his fist. “Wellll your daddy needed a part time job! I found out that being villain can be VERY expensive..”

Lloyd looked around to see everyone still looking. ‘Great! Now I’m going to be the talk of the school again.. I mean who can blame them? The most well known villain here at their school.. how did the teachers let him in here..’

“Oh! You must be wondering how the teachers let me in here.. so what happened was..” [FlashBack] “S-Sir we can’t-” “That’s Lord to you!” “Okay! Lord Garmadon.. we-we can’t let you work here! I mean you’re so dangerous and-and we have kids here!” The principal said backing into his chair. “Oh.. you will let me join.. or else..” Garmadon said getting closer to his face. The principal gulped. [End of FlashBack]

“So yeah, that’s how it went! But look on the good side! We get to spend more time together!”

“I didn’t think life could get worse but here we are. My dad aka the number one villain in this city is now a teacher at my school.” Lloyd said. School was over and Lloyd invited his friends over to his apartment. “Oh jeez… I would’ve never imagined that happening..” Jay said. Nya came in the room with some snacks. “Don’t think too much on it, Lloyd. I mean think about it. If your dad tries anything, we will be there to stop him!” Nya said. “That isn’t what I’m worried about! You guys don’t personally know my father. I have to go to his house every weekend! He is beyond annoying!” Lloyd said stuffing his face into his pillow.

Kai put his hand on Lloyd’s shoulder. “It’s going to be okay, Lloyd! Just ignore him. He probably won’t be here for long!” He said. Lloyd looked up and smiled. “I hope so..”

The next day of school, Lloyd made sure to stay out of sight. I mean he is a ninja. He went through the hallways without being too noticeable. He was close to his first classroom. “Wait a minute.. he may be a teacher at my school but It’s not like I have to see him all the time!” Lloyd whispered under his breath. He grabbed the door handle and twisted it. He opened it and sighed. “Oh hey son! Looks like I’ll be your teacher!” Garmadon said eating an apple.

Lloyd slowly sat down at his seat that was unfortunately in the first row. The room was almost silent just Garmadon munching was the only noise. Lloyd and Garmadon looked at each other. Giving each other the death stare. “Dad-” “That is Mr. Garmadon to you, La Lloyd..”

“… Mr. Garmadon.. why do you have to teach?! I mean there’s so many other jobs out there!” Lloyd asked. Lord Garmadon finished his apple. He threw the apple at Lloyd. “Well if you MUST know, La Lloyd, my dream was always to become a teacher… to see the adorable children and take them out to recess.” He said in such a sad tone. “Yeah I don’t believe that plus this is high school not elementary.” “Wait, you’re in high school?!” He shockingly said. Lloyd groaned.

The bell rung and all the students were in class. “Alright class, if I’m being completely honest I have no clue what subject this so we’re going to wing it!” Lord Garmadon said. A student raised their hand. “What?!” “What happened to our old teacher?” The kid asked. Lord Garmadon coughed. “Let’s just say she’s in a good place now… ANYWAYS.”

Like for part two!

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago lloyd #lloyd garmadon #lord garmadon #garmadon #ninjago fanfiction #ninjago fic #kai smith #jay walker #nya smith #ninjago movie #ninjago movie au

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sachikoeveraftercharm · 10 months

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Your Turn to Die Swap AU I made few years ago

Death order is the same as their 'roles'. Example: Whoever is the teacher/Mishima's role died in the first vote. Note Gin, Kanna & Hinako are all the same because it would be hard to know how they would act like as adults. Gashu too. MAIN CAST Keiji; A popular high school student, called the 'godfather' of his school. Best friends with the ray of sunshine that is Sue, and ready to take action when needed. {Sara's Role} Reko; Brash, loud and harsh. Three words commonly to describe this rash homemaker. Odd that a girl so chaotic like her is a housewife… Maybe there is something more to her? {Kai's Role} Anzu; A chirpy girl who's on the skittish side. Adores art, and was the lovely student of Naomichi through out high school. She is now going to an art college, hoping to achieve her dreams of painting the perfect portrait of her teacher. {Nao's Role}

Midori; Used to be a drummer in a band, until a horrible incident happen when he got accused for the death of a man named 'Q-Taro Burgerberg'. Slightly sadistic, silly, but not eager to make friends after the incident. Holds zero regret for his crime. {Alice's Role}

Alice; A mostly reserved musician, and the older brother of Reko. He used to be a lead singer in a band, until the drummer killed someone. He is now a solo artist, and has trouble making new relationships. {Reko's Role}

Joe; A friendly police officer, hiding lots of trauma and regrets under his shiny smile. Killed his friend and boss 'by mistake', but that doesn't dent his positive outlook on life. {Keiji's Role}

Ranmaru; A confident and strong willed pitcher, determined to find his parents again. Even though he's quite thin, his will to move forward and survive rivals none. {Q-Taro's Role}

Tia; An aloof and nervous job hopper, carrying zero pride on her back. She apologizes for every mistake, no matter how big or small. Maybe there is something more to her…? {Sou's Role}

Naomichi; A large man who just obtained his teaching degree. He is a professor in art and Japanese. He has a tight bond with his student, named Anzu. {Mishima's Role}

Sue; A peppy high school girl, best friends with the popular (yet cold), Keiji. Always there to cheer someone up, and is dating a girl outside of the game named Ryoko. {Joe's Role}

------- FIRST TRIAL VICTIMS

Sara; A cold police chief, assisted in covering up Joe's murder long ago. Confident and strong willed, the death game should be no problem for her! Well, unless a regretful detective holds your life in their palms. Died during the first trial. {Megumi's Role}

Kazumi; The oldest participant, a clown in a traveling circus. Kind, polite and sweet, making him a favorite among the crowd. Not fearful to risk his life either, causing him to die in his first trial. {Anzu's Role}

Megumi; A polite but shifty baker, willing to do anything to survive. Including stab her allies and friends in the back. Died during her first trial, unable to trust others. {Mai's Role} Kai; A shy boxer, his body's appearance betraying it's true strength. Has trouble speaking up to people with louder voices, but will stand his ground if need be. Died in his first trial. {Naomichi's Role}

Nao; An average high school student with no major emotion connections to anyone. Bonds well with anyone who opens their hands out to her kind heart. Died in her first trial, unable to hold her breath for a elongated period. {Ranmaru's Role}

Shin; An employee of ASUNARO, assigned finding information on everyone. Skittish and untrusting, but his shell can be melted with enough warmth. Died in his first trial, cursing out Keiji. {Shunsuke's Role} -------- FLOOR MASTERS

Rio; Floormaster of the first and second floor, running the main game all on his own! He wears a fowl mouth, holding no filter. Sadistic, mocking and proud, for sure one of the most annoying floormasters. {Sue's Role}

Mai; Floormaster of the third floor, collecting clothing of people who died with regrets. That includes Naomichi's lanyard, Reko's make up, Sue's tie, Shin's beanie, Nao's necklace, Kai's jacket, Sara's police badge and Megumi's shoes. Chirpy and speaks with utmost glee. Doesn't seem to take anything seriously, and flirts with legal people in the death game. {Rio's Role}

Shunsuke; A reserved man, taking on the role of a nurse when people get hurt. Gets very frustrated when people touch his equipment, and knows everything about everyone. Good idea not to piss him off… {Tia's Role}

Q-Taro; A prideful viper, and Tia's former employer. A genius inventor, having no fear in poking people to get what he wants. Cocky and smug, knowing exactly how to get people to hate him. Got killed by Midori long ago after finding some… Information (you know what if you played ch3-1) {Midori's Role}

Please tell me if you like this as I have a lot of old stuff about the plot, focused more on psychological horror & the theme of paranoia v blind trust.

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the-ninja-legacy-whip · 8 months

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I have a lot of questions for you :)

We know that Camelia is the future new master of Surprise in DR. Does Jesse ask the others, except Cole, for help to train her with her power like they did for Lloyd ? If so, does she have a favorite teacher among the team and a least favorite? How does she feels around Arin, Sora and Wildfire?

So you do, so you dooooo

Does Jesse ask the others, except Cole, for help to train Cam with her power like they did for Lloyd? -> He primarily asks Lloyd for assistance, since Lloyd a) has the most knowledge about how the Elements connect with one another, which is integral for a Master of Surprise to know, b) Lloyd himself is a descendant of Surprise as well, and c) Lloyd is technically the one in charge of this "Seventh Gen of the Alliance", so, y'know. Just keeps things consistent.

If so, does she have a favorite teacher among the team and a least favorite? -> Lloyd is her favorite, if not exceeded by Jay whenever he shows up. She thinks Nya's training is a little too intense for her though.

How does she feels around Arin, Sora and Wildfire? -> She adores Arin, even if only for his pies (which Cole considers a personal betrayal to cake), likes Sora but can get overwhelmed with her technical talk, and gets pretty catty with Wyldfyre at their worst (not unlike how Kai and Jesse were when they were younger)

We know that Wildfire ends up to be close with Kai after they went for a mission together, are they going to get very close in the future? Like more like a little sister and her big bro than student/teacher? -> I honestly don't really wanna put a solid label on their relationship; I'm just pleased that Kai gets to use his own experiences to help guide Wyldfyre in a more proactive direction without completely having her change who she is. It's such a nice direction for Kai's character to go in aaaaaaa <3

If so, does Lloyd and Nya get jealous when they saw it? Nya might, Lloyd wouldn't.

How does the team discover that Wildfire is the elemental master of heat ? Is it Kai that tell them or they discover another time by themselves? And how they would react about it ? Would they react the same way as when they discovered that Sora is the elemental master of technology? - Dunno, I get the feeling this is going to get addressed in the show itself, so I'm not gonna make a call this soon. That being said, i'm sure Kai will be capitalizing on the bragging rights for spotting the difference first (and being pleased that Fire is still technically all his, for now)

Would Pixal feel a bit useless when she learns about Sora's elemental power at first? Like she feels like she's not needed anymore for the technology tools or something or she'll grow to team up with Sora to built new mech and bound with her? -> Well, Pixal's had some insecurities about not being helpful enough before, so I could see that being a potential sticking point for her. But on the other hand, she might be equally as excited to learn about all the technical advancements Imperium has and apply them to future stuff she gets to make. And having Sora being able to match her tech-making prowess (and the speed of it) might be refreshing for her.

After discovering that they're new elemental powers after the merge, does the ninjas add them in the already existing chart or they draw a whole new one? If so, does they imagine the symbols for each of them or they take the most logic ones for each one? -> They don't have to make a whole new chart/compass, but the "Merge" Elements would get added amongst the Outlier Elements. I'd like to think that Lloyd lets the likes of Sora, Wyldfyre, Geo, and whoever else design their own symbols (but bark bark I wanna know what Zeatrix's Element was so baaaaaaaaaaaad THIS IS THE REAL QUESTION HERE–)

#ninjago dragons rising #ninjago dragons rising spoilers #ninjago spoilers #info tag #oc: camellia marvell #oc: jesse marvell #lloyd garmadon #wyldfyre #sora #arin #pixal borg #kai smith #long post #legacyverse

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littlesolo · 2 years

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Imagine Kate deciding to extensively research all the different Pokémon species and type effectiveness after hearing Lucy and Jake talking about them and Kate could count how many pokemon she can name on her fingers and she wants to be able to follow along for their conversations…also she hears all the cool kids have a favorite Pokémon (but imagine her saying that in the same tone as her “creds” conversation or office politics are her jam, what a dork! I love her so much!)

I like this idea, I really do, and I think Kate DID do a crash course in Pokémon and is still working at it. From who? Well, Jake knows from his Dad that Kate Whistler knows just about everything. Sure, initially this was said with a fair amount of irritation when she was at DIA, but now it's said with fondness. What he took from it is that Kate Whistler is one of the smartest people out there. And came to HIM for help with something.

Kate, wanting to know more about Pokémon, approached him at one of their get togethers and told him that Lucy really likes Pokémon and he was the person who knew even more than she did about them. She asked him to teach her about them. Something he tackled with an eleven year old's enthusiasm.

It was a bit chaotic at first, lessons from kids are like that, especially when they get excited. At first she'd been overwhelmed with toys, figures, and trading cards of his. Then he got organized. He showed her the three Pokémon the games start with as well as Pikachu. Kate's always been a good student, but Jake tells her the best way to learn is to play the game. He trusts Kate with his Red Version and Kate unearths Noah's old Gameboy and starts.

All of this is observed by the rest of the team. Jesse's jaw dropped in shock when Jake loaned Kate his game. Jake treated his games like they were the Holy Grail. Jane finds it adorable. Jesse wouldn't have though Kate would be so good with kids. Kai still doesn't get why you'd pick playing a game on a dinky screen over surfing.

I'm thinking this happens while Lucy is off being an Agent Afloat. Kate goes home at night and still misses Lucy horribly, but loses herself in playing the video game. She hates the tall grass with a passion. As well as Caterpie and Pidgey. It helps the nights pass faster, become closer to Lucy, and she becomes Jake's favorite person too. They throw a party when Lucy gets back. Kate has other priorities when she first sees Lucy again. It's at the party that Jake tells her that he's been teaching Kate about Pokémon. That she's really good and knows almost all of them. Lucy turns to her girlfriend with a wide and amused smile.

"Oh yeah?" Kate gives her a shy shrug, but says Jake Boone is the best teacher.

#kacy #kate x lucy #kate whistler #jake boone #answered ask

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artemiseamoon · 2 years

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A drabble I guess?

Gabriel (omc) , Corinthian, Jed

A random idea I just had based off this prompt I have not featured a male OC yet, not as lead, so wanted to try something different.

Omc: Gabriel Thompson (fc: Jesse Williams)

Corinthian alias name for the school: Cori and Mr.Nathan

Gabriel slowly packs up his things as the kids file out of the room. It’s nearly 4:30pm now and he’s done with after school tutoring for the week.

His other cell phone is vibrating in his pocket, and he’s waiting for the room to be empty to answer.

“Mr. Thompson?”

He raises his eyes from the desk as Jed approaches, he’s last in the classroom now.

“Hey Jed, everything good?”

“Could you walk me to the front of the school?”

Gabriel closes the flap of his messenger back and stands up straight. “Sure. Let’s go.”

When they leave the classroom, he flicks the light off and closes the door. As they walk down the hall, Jed takes a comic out of his pocket and unrolls it.

“Careful.” Gabriel grabs his shoulder and helps him navigate the hallway, and to avoid bumping into a sign.

Though Gabriel has only just started teaching part time here, Jed has quickly become one of his favorite students. He reminds him of himself as a kid, nose buried into a comic, big imagination, curious, no parents.

He was actually surprised Jed wanted a tutoring session today, he never needs it, hes one the top students here. It was a small group of three today, and he already saw the other two kids get picked up by their parents from the window as they left the classroom.

Gabriel hasn’t met all the kids' parents and legal guardians yet, including Jeds. A man named Cori, sometimes referred to as Mr. Nathan. Jed seems to be a fan and speaks fondly of him, from the little bits he’s heard.

…

“Alright little man, keep up the good work, stay sharp,” Gabriel says to him as they step outside. Jed smiles and puts the comic back in his pocket.

“Thank you Mr. Thompson,”

“Oh one last thing,” Gabriel digs in his bag and pulls out a worn comic, “found this lying around, you might like it.”

Jed’s eyes light up, “ cool! I haven’t read this one yet.” He takes it, “ i didn’t know you like comics Mr. Thompson.”

“Let’s just say I was like y-” Gabriel watches as the familiar car pulls up in front of the school. He’s seen it before, but is having a hard time placing it. A chill runs down his spine and he instinctively steps in front of Jed. “ stay there-”

Gabriel does a double take, he must be hallucinating, there is no way in hell the man casually exiting that car is who he thinks it is.

“Hey Cori!” Jed steps out from behind him and runs down the stairs.

Gabriel drops his bag on the floor and catches up. Then quickly standing between Jed and the man.

“Well,” the Corinthian breathes, “look who it is.”

“What are you doing here?” Gabriel asks between gritted teeth.

“Oh me,” he smirks, “ just picking up the kid.”

“Is this - “ Gabriel looks at a confused Jed, then back at the Corinthian, “is this your guardian?”

“Yeah.” Gabriel replies.

Behind them the door opens again, it’s Mrs. Kay, one of his teachers.

“Hi Mrs. Kay.” The Corintian waves at her, she waves back excitingly.

“Hey you two! Get home safe now.”

“We will,” he turns to Gabriel who is staring at him, “what can I say? They like me.”

Jed gives them one more puzzled look, then gets into the car.

Gabriel shakes his head in disbelief, “this can't be real.”

“Oh but it is, “ the Corinthian leans against the driver seat door and slowly looks Gabriel over. The Corinthian is impeccably dressed, as usual, and wearing his signature sunglasses.

“Who let you adopt a kid?”

Jed cuts in, “He’s not a bad guy, not anymore. He promised.” He goes back to flipping through the comic book.

The Corinthian smirks, then reaches out to touch the button of Gabriel's blazer, “I’ve changed.” The grin lingers on his lips, “I don’t do stuff like that anymore - you heard him.”

Gabriel slaps his hand away.” last time i saw you, “ he leans in closer, dropping his voice to a whisper, “ you tried to kill me.”

“We tried to kill each other.” he corrects him with a chuckle, “but look at us now.”

Gabriel tries to hold back his growing frustration, “Cori, is that your name now?”

“Mr. Thompson, is that your name now?”

Gabriel clenches his jaw, then shifts his attention to the passenger seat. “Are you okay with him? If not - “

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Jed reassures him.

As he steps back from the car, the principal walks by, she also greets the Corthian warmly and Gabriel only becomes more confused.

“You’re just going to have to get used to seeing me around,” the corinthian opens the driver's seat door, his concealed eyes still on Gabriel.

“Yeah, I’d say the same to you.”

The Corinthian takes a stick of gum out of his pocket, unwraps it, then pops it into his mouth. He brings his last leg inside the car, then shuts the door.

Gabriels work phone goes off in his pocket again. He ignores it.

“How about you pick up that phone? Might have somebody to save.”

“Somebody to save?” Jed raises a brow and glances up from the comic.

With his hand on the wheel, the Corinthian rests his other arm on the car, “see you around, Gabriel.”

Gabriel crosses his arms bites his tongue. Before he could blink, Corintian drives off and away from the school.

“What the fuck?” Gabriel watches the car get smaller and smaller, then pulls his work phone from his pocket.

…

More Sandman

#prompt inspired stuff #yes I just wrote this on my phone #the corinthian #dad! Corinthian #the Corinthian x male oc #male Oc

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topersevereassentiment · 2 years

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Deltarune and Persona do share some essential attributes — though Persona plays blatantly what Deltarune does more subtly — and given my long relationship with Persona, I guess it's not that surprising I'd give a concept/thematic crossover some thought.

Personas are themed around portal fantasy, isekai and otherworld stories, since that's the trope-space Deltarune seems to be playing with.

Kris's soul — the red parasite, *Us — is something like the wild card, with endless Personas but no core, thematically-appropriate Persona. If we ever had one, it's fusion fodder now.

Susie gets Edmund, as in Narnia — masc, heroic in the end but not so much at the story's outset, the call to adventure for the rest of the team, tempted by the White Witch to the side of evil via a seemingly-simple promise of sweets that might mean a lot more to someone who's always starving.

Ralsei is absolutely Glinda the Good Witch, though I'm inclined to use "Galinda" for him. Everyone's favorite portal fantasy tutorial fairy, she knows more than she'll admit — oh, so Dorothy could have gone home any time with the ruby slippers? — but Ralsei's not quite in that immaculate, detached state Glinda's in for Wizard of Oz; he's desperate for approval, less mature than he thinks, and only just starting to figure out who he is.

Noelle has Gerda, of Hans Christen Andersen's The Snow Queen — not what's typically meant by portal fantasy, but she does visit a frozen country to take back a stolen friend. (Also, the White Witch is the one who tempts Edmund and she's very much a Snow Queen-type figure, so, y'know. Thematic Linkages.)

I am absolutely giving Berdly an isekai anime character as a Persona. My inclination is Shiroe, from Log Horizon, covering the "imprisoned in VR" portal fantasy style. As much as Berdly might imagine himself a lone hero, he's much better as his friends' tactical support and coordinator, which is Shiroe's whole thing.

...I'm not sure about Kris's real Persona, beneath the shell of social links, personality stat bonuses and masking *We build around them. I'm inclined towards something fairy tale-flavored, and maybe a little horror-touched, to reflect their first proper appearance as themself in Chapter One. Red Riding Hood? Kai, to thematically pair with Noelle? I'd appreciate thoughts here.

As for the cosmology, Hometown's preeminent problem as of Chapter Two is its inclination to look away from its problems — Alphys not admitting her students have issues she's unequipped to address; Undyne talking about how there's no crime despite the police tape walling off whole sections of town; Asgore refusing to admit to his mounting financial issues; no one talking about Dess (and everyone talking about the absent golden boy Asriel); the mysterious bunker; and of course there's the possessed kid no one pays enough attention to to realize they're possessed...

To reflect that bad habit, I suspect Hometown's Shadow incursion is one which masks unpleasant realities — beautifying, sanitizing, tying up issues with a neat little bow... and discarding everything that doesn't fit in Abandoned Worlds, pocket realities full of the trash that Hometown's inhabitants don't want to think about. That can include people, too — Alphys wants to believe she's a good teacher, and the easiest way to be a good teacher is by having no problem children in your class, right? So Kris and Susie's introduction to the psychodrama is being dropped into the Abandoned Classroom, where all the scholastic detritus that reminds Alphys of her failings and insecurities ends up. The presiding boss fight is a manifestation of that narrative she's trying to sell herself, which — for my enjoyment — is a Mad Mew Mew in a school uniform, Alphys's perfect Ideal Student, who restricts all her wanton grimdark violence to after school hours.

(This probably doesn't play out exactly like Chapters One and Two do; Berdly does have insecurities effectively tied up in the computer lab, but I don't want to stations-of-the-canon it too much. I like to imagine the hospital gets its own Abandoned World, given the dying man everyone desperately wants to be well; an abyss made of medical supplies that are too upsetting to think about seems fun, and if Hometown Darling Noelle winds up there, well, that has some implications about who exactly doesn't want to keep thinking about her, or Rudy's woes.)

If an Abandoned World is something you can make deliberately, you do it by having something you're desperate to get rid of, stop thinking about, or hide, doubling down on your happy nostalgia at the expense of your consciousness of what's real.

Kris misses... a lot of things, huh?

#deltarune #persona #long post

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Heartache (Shouta Aizawa x Pro-Hero! Reader)

A/N: Ooo-kay, finally back from my month long, needed break from writing. I’m kinda attached to MHA at the moment, so that is what I am taking requests for.

Summary; The two times where two of UAs teachers nearly lose their lives to protect their students, mindful of the child they have at home.

Request; Can we have some pro hero love where reader (pro hero) and Mr. Aizawa have a daughter and Thirteen who is readers best friend is said daughters god mom while Present Mic is the god dad plz

Akari- Japanese name meaning “Light”. Readers quirk is the ability to send large waves of energy a selective distance, and shield herself with said energy.

Two months prior- U.A.

“Alright, everyone,”

Shouta Aizawa seemed well too calm this early morning. Too calm despite the fact that he is holding a child on his hip, who looked all too like him.

“Today’s lesson is simple. Based on communication,” He starts, “Communication when it comes to citizens. This lesson will teach you how to comfort an injured or scared citizen during an attack, specifically women and children,”

“Uh, Mr. Aizawa?” Denki Kaminari was first to speak up, hand half raised in confusion, “Why do you have a baby?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Mina leans forward, eyes wide and gleaming happily, “That’s Mr. Aizawas and Neutron Shields baby! She looks just like him,”

“Lets not jump to conclusions,” Shouta hums, but the barely visible smirk on his lips lets his class know that the toddler is, indeed, his own, “I brought Akari here today for the lesson that will be taught. You will all need to learn and know how to comfort a child during an attack if the child has been separated from its parents,”

“Only, however,” Shoutas eyebrow raise causes his students to watch as his daughter leaned against his shoulder and glanced outward to the class, “Akari does have a quirk. It is similar to her mother’s, as Mina predicted, Neutron Shields. Meaning if she were to get defensive, you would have to calm the child from harming herself more, or you,”

“So we’re fighting a little brat,” Bakugou mumbles, rolling his eyes so when he looked back up to his teacher, said mans hair had raised and his eyes glowed red,

“Insult my daughter again,” Shouta threatens, instantly dropping his intimidating act when Akaris hand reaches up to pat his face. With a deep sigh, Shouta looks away from his daughter to his students, “No. Youre not fighting her. Simply consult her into comfort so she knows you’re not a threat. Akaris been taught how to control her quirk on demand,”

Lowering the toddler onto the floor, Shouta steps back as soon as his daughter began to tear up, twisting to reach for her father with quiet sniffles.

“Well?” Shouta eyes the students, when Akari hiccups and looks back to the teenagers, “She’s distressed,”

“I got this,” Kirishima is first to push out of his desk, hands out and steps slow as he approached the child, “Hey, Akari, it’s okay,”

Akari is swift to shake her head and twist her upper body away from the red head. On cue, a purple bubble surrounds herself, Bakugous brows pinching as Dekis mouth dropped, hand reaching over to pat Todorokis shoulder in amazement.

The bubble then expands to hit Kirishima and throw him off his feet, landing hard on his back so Akari blinked and giggled, loudly, the bubble then vanishing.

“Me next!” Mina exclaims, Akaris eyes flicking from the red head and to the pink skinned girl, who knelt down next to Kirishima and opened-closed her hands.

Hesitantly, Akami leant forward onto her hands and knees, ready to crawl up to the girl, but instead blinked so a bubble formed around Mina, the bubble suddenly shrinking so Mina shrieked and pressed her hands to the sides in an attempt to stop the shied like bubble from crushing her.

“Akari,” Shouta speaks up, his daughter blinking so the bubble vanished, her eyes shifting to her father before looking back to the class, Mina exhaling in relief and backing away.

“Come on, shit for brains,” Bakugou scoffs, standing to his feet so Akari stared at him, “We’ve trained with Neutron Shield before. The brats no different,”

“Akari is a child,” Todoroki reminds, on his own feet and stepping forward so Akari instantly reached up, the fire and ice powered male pausing to stare at her.

Her whine when he makes no move to pick her up causes him to do so, Shouta smirking as Akari stared at Bakugou and stuck her thumb into her mouth.

“It seems she has a favorite,”

USJ Training Facility

You weren’t sure what happened. As soon as you were in line of view, two of Shoutas students- Uraraka and Ashido- immediately began to panic from where they knelt down next to Thirteens collapsed figure.

“Mrs. Aizawa!” Mina cries, tears in her eyes as her hand rests on Thirteens shoulder, “Thirteen- she took a hit-!”

You are quick to move next to Ochaco, hand opposite of Minas so Thirteens head turned and her eyes weakly looked up at you,

“Thirteen,” You call, softly, “Hey. It’s okay,”

“I tried to protect them,” Thirteen murmurs, and you nod, sliding your arms beneath hers to heave her to her feet, Mina and Ochaco quick to stick their hands out in case she fell,

“You did,” You promise, “You did amazing, Thirteen,” Your eyes flick to the class, “Where’s Iida?”

“Getting help,” Mina heaves, shakily, “What- what’s going to happen to Thirteen?”

“Shes going to be okay,” You reassure, and shift Thirteens arm around your shoulders so she fell slump against your side, “I’m going to make sure of that,” Your eyes shift to your best friend, “Do you hear me, Thirteen? Akari needs her godmother in her life,”

“I’ll always be here for that angel,” Thirteen breathily laughs, watching as you looked over in alarm at the sounds of fighting, “Eraserhead. He stayed behind,”

“He can hold his own,” You murmur, but the doubt in your tone causes Thirteen to grasp the back of your suit,

“Go help him,” Thirteen demands, extending her free hand for Mina to drape at her shoulders, “I’ll be fine,”

You hesitantly peel away from the pro-hero, glancing between her and where the fighting could be heard, before you sprint down the steps, looking up in time to see Noumu, Shigarakis weapon, on top of your collapsed husband.

“Hey!” You call, raising your hands so a bubble surrounded you, expanding in a rush to hit Noumu so he stumbled off his feet, a good distance away from Shoutas figure.

Protect him. Protect him now.

With quick steps, you throw out a hand that forms a bright (Favorite/Color) bubble, which you slide under and next to Shoutas collapsed form so the bubble shielded both you and him.

“I always wondered when I would get to fight the famous Eraserhead and Neutron Shield at once,” Shigaraki speaks, your eyes shifting over your shoulder where he stood at one end of your bubble, while Noumu stood opposite of his leader,

“But defeating them both?” Shigaraki chuckles, “A dream come true,”

The first punch Noumu sends against your bubble creates severe damage to your shield. It cracks beneath his fist, giving the monster the confidence he needs to continue punching and clawing at the barrier,

“Mrs. Aizawa can’t take them both- not on her own,” Midoryia heaves from his spot in the water, where he, Mineta, and Asui hid a good distance from the battle.

“She has shields!” Mineta reminds, shivering in a panic, “She’ll be fine!”

“Ribbit, her bubble can only take a certain amount of damage before it breaks,” Asui states, “And the damage her shields take, her body takes,”

Where’s All Might when you need him?

With a weak breath, you slide your hand beneath Shoutas head, resting it in your lap as your muscles screamed for you to drop your shields.

“Honey,” You call, pleadingly, free hand resting over Shoutas chest- thankful to feel a heartbeat, “Baby, wake up. Please,”

Looking up, you watch as the top of your bubble cracks and shrivels in defeat, Noumu stepping back enough for the shield to drop and leave not only you, but now Shouta, vulnerable.

With a startled gasp, you raise your hand as Noumu then lunged at you, the shield only protecting your face, so the punch Noumu sends forces you feet back, tumbling backwards and onto your front, leaving Shouta out in the open yet again.

Fingernails grabbing at dirt, you moan out in pain, forcing your arms to push you to sit up, raising your head in time for Noumus claws to latch at your shoulders, shoving you onto your back, his weight forcing you to gasp for air at the pressure of him on your chest,

Raising a hand that clawed at his arm, you are quick to throw a shied, the edge slicing Noumus face so he only jerked back then growled down at you.

With wide eyes, you look over to Shoutas form, then up, at a distanced- “I am here!”

Noumus weight lifts as he departs, your lungs expanding as you gasped, coughing as you sit up, slowly moving up to Shoutas form.

“Help me get him up,” You demand, when Tsuyu and Mineta rush next to you, “Please,”

“Mrs. Aizawa- you’re bleeding!” Mineta stammers, your hand raising to your mouth where blood dripped.

Shaking your head, you allow All Might to take your hand and help you stand, “I’m not worried about me. Get him out of here,”

Camp Attack

Why were you struggling so hard to fight a girl with a knife? Maybe it was because you just couldn’t stomach the thought that your students- your husband were still somewhere in these woods, being attacked by someone else.

Your breaths are shallow by the time you pull yourself from your thoughts. With a hand grasping Togas wrist that held the knife, your eyes wildly search behind you, landing on two of your students,

“Asui, Uraraka, go,” You heave, grunting when Toga shoves at your front, “Go, now!”

Uraraka gasps in fear when Togas foot skillfully hooks around your ankle, jerking so you fell on your back with a pained grunt. Toga is quick to pin over top of you, knife held against the skin of your neck.

“Aren’t you supposed to be a pro-hero?” Toga grins, voice high as you narrow your eyes and suck in a deep breath through the nose, “You’ve gotten weak after having that stupid baby of yours,”

“Do not ever mention my child,” You heave, raising a hand so a shield formed, that instantly vanished when Togas knife slid across your neck, startling you to gasp in quick breaths,

“Mrs. Aizawa!” The two students shriek, your eyes pinching shut as you form a small bubble around you, successfully pushing Toga off of you so you could sit up and cough, hand covered in dark red blood.

You look over and form a bubble around Asui and Uraraka, looking back up at Toga when she giggles, dragging the blood covered knife across the bubble,

“You think a small bubble can stop me from getting what I want?” With a quick jab, the knife plunges into the bubble so you flinched and raised a hand to your neck.

Vision blurry, you blink, the bubble shattering so Toga giggled and lunges forward, not before a tongue shoots out and wraps around her, tossing her to the side and into a tree nearby,

“Mrs. Aizawa!” Uraraka quickly moves next to you, eyes wide as she watches you slowly lower back onto the dirt in defeat, “Mrs. Aizawa, stay awake!” Uraraka looks to Asui, alarmed to find Toga gone, “Tsu, go get help!”

“Uraraka, Asui!” The two girls look over, to find a group- consisting of Midoryia, Todoroki, Bakugou, Shoji, and Tokoyami- rushing towards them, “Come on! We’re heading back to the Camp!”

“Our pace will be slower with two injuries,” Todoroki states, eyes flicking to Midoryia on Shojis back, before he moves to help lift you up, your arms around his and Urarakas shoulders, “We need to find Mr. Aizawa, first and foremost,”

“They said we can use our powers to defend ourselves, and now we have two injured, one being a teacher,” Shoji states, “So don’t let anyone stop you,”

Present

“You shouldn’t be moving around so much,”

You hum through a light laugh, lifting your head from where you rocked back and forth on your feet, your daughter curled against you.

“I’m not dying, Shouta. I’ll be fine,” You feel Akaris hand graze across the stitches at your neck, as you turn to face your husband.

“That’s nothing to joke about,” Shouta steps up, sliding his hands under Akaris arms to peel her away from you and against his own shoulder,

“Just thought I’d give a little pay back for the heart attack you gave me during the USJ incident,” You shrug, frowning at Shoutas glare, “Okay. Sorry. But honestly, honey, I’m okay. Recovery Girl said I should be fully healed by next week,”

“Until then you should be resting,” You roll your eyes at Shoutas statement, turning to then pluck a shirt from your pile of laundry to fold,

“Take your own advance, honey. You haven’t slept a full night in three weeks,” You turn, hand at your hip, “Why don’t we call Hizashi and let him take Akari for a day or two? Give us time to rest?”

“If you want another kid, just ask,” Shouta smirks, your lips parting as he moves around you, laying Akari in her own bed in the corner,

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it,”

“Do I, though?” Shoutas hands rest at your hips, and you smile, hand at his jaw to pull his lips against yours.

“Seriously, though,” You hum, “Hizashi would love to see his god daughter. I promised Thirteen I’d help her with her own recovery,”

“I swear you love Thirteen more than me,”

“Oh, definitely. No questions asked,”

“Fine, go ask her for another kid,”

“Nah, I like my kids to have your attitude,”

“Oh, sure,”

“Really!”

#shouta aizawa x reader angst #shouta aizawa #Shouta Aizawa x reader #Shouta Aizawa one shot #Shouta Aizawa imagine #izuku mydoria #Shigaraki #noumu #all might #present mic #thirteen #uraraka #asui #toga #my hero academia x reader #mha x reader #mha imagines

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yumekuro-en · 2 years

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Meister & Black Fairy Profiles - Magia Seminar

マギア・ゼミナール / Magia Seminar

―― The Guild of Magic & Sorcery ――

A guild made up of 4 people that deals with magic and sorcery. The loud voices of both teachers and students echoed in the small school building.