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turtletaubwrites · 3 months

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Numbers Game ~ Part 1

Thank you @discordantwritings for this request! I've been so excited to write some Cross Guild shenanigans, I hope you enjoy it! Also, this will be part 1 because I did turn it into a whole ass thing, lol. Just a miniseries, I swear!

Pairings: Cross Guild x Fem!Reader (Eventual smut, but not this chapter. Reader is in a relationship with Buggy first, then meets the others in this chapter.)

Word Count: 2863

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Summary: You left your stable/boring life as an investment banker to have some adventure. Unfortunately, that sweet Warlord of the Sea didn't follow your financial advice, and now you and your clown are at the mercy of his biggest lender and his new business partner.

Rating/Warnings: Eventual Smut, 18+, MDNI, AFAB!Reader, She/Her Pronouns for Reader, Reader-Insert, Alcohol, Swearing, Angst, Established Relationship, Canon Typical Violence, Manipulation, mention/brief threat of slavery, Humiliation, Blood and Violence, Pet names, Power Imbalance, Crocodile is a villain

A/N: The reader starts out with Buggy, so Crocodile and Mihawk will be enemies to the reader at first. Crocodile in particular is a VILLAIN toward the reader at first, threatening violence and there's a mention of paying off debts by selling Buggy and reader into slavery, as he threatened in the anime. Please do not read this if toxic, threatening relationships are triggering for you. Dynamics will shift after the initial chapters, but he's still a villain and I wrote him that way in this fic. It's very much dark romance style/bad guys need love too/Mafia boss type vibe.

Fuck, my sister was right.

“Hurry it up, Y/N, it’s time to go!”

“But, Captain Buggy,” you matched his near frantic whisper, “Your crew are calling for you. Don’t you need to give them orders?”

“Fine, fine! Just keep packing!”

You barely heard the commands and lies that he spewed from the balcony, your hands shaking as your mistakes blared through your mind.

You’d been so bored. You had a good, stable life. You were great at your job. You’d started at a bank, and soon you were managing investments for wealthy clients who didn’t want to do their own work to stay wealthy.

You were so good with numbers. So good at helping your clients make smart, safe choices.

Yet here you were, about to get killed by the fucking Navy because you’d wanted a little adventure.

The screams started getting louder, and you heard what had to be explosions, luckily not close by. Yet.

Kat told me this clown would get me killed.

Tears burned in your eyes as you pictured your sister’s face, pinched with worry and shock.

“He works for the government now! I’m going to help run his organization, I’ll handle the finances, and his mercenaries will help the Navy out.”

“Are you fucking insane? He’s a Warlord! Not some Navy officer,” Kat almost yelled, face red as she leaned toward you.

“I… He’s different, okay. He’s really sweet,” you mumbled, looking down as your fingers twisted in your lap.

“Oh my fucking gods, Y/N, did you fuck that clown? What has gotten into you?”

You didn’t know what you were grabbing and packing, tears streaming freely now.

“Captain! The warships around the island are getting attacked!”

“Who’s helping us,” Buggy screamed, and the confusion and hope in his voice made you drop everything.

Racing to the balcony, you were just in time to watch two Navy warships go down in flames.

Desperate hope filled you now, and you reached for his hand.

He pulled away as news of who your savior was came closer, shouts of triumph sending chills through you, freezing Buggy in place.

“It’s Crocodile! He really does work for Chairman Buggy! We’re saved!”

Crocodile. Crocodile!

All those berries, drained away with Buggy’s antics. All those berries that you were technically supposed to be in charge of.

All of it was Crocodile’s.

“Buggy, Buggy, please. Where can we hide?”

He turned at your hoarse whisper, his mouth hanging wide in shock.

“Buggy!”

“We don’t have the money to pay him. He’s gonna kill me!”

His strained voice grated your nerves as you pulled on his hand, dragging him away from the balcony, and the adoring eyes of his henchmen.

He was near babbling as you pulled him along, searching for anywhere to hide.

A frustrated sob left your throat as you remembered what you’d been feeling recently, even with his idiotic spending, and refusal to listen to your words of reason.

I thought I was falling for him.

But the sight of him falling apart now, not only failing to protect you, but even himself, was making you regret every single moment.

Your heart felt raw, burning more with each yank on his hand, especially since his hand was only connected to that fucking pouch he likes to wear.

Then that hand was torn away from yours, Buggy’s yelp making you jump.

Buggy went flying over your head, sliding down the hallway with a grunt.

Before you could turn around, you were encased in someone's shadow. You shook as you felt the heat of a body, inches from you. The first thing you saw was the glinting gold of a massive hook, then you had to crane your neck.

Towering above you was a man in lavish clothes, a purple vest with an orange scarf, and a fur coat. He seemed to be ignoring you, his cigar dangerously close to dropping ash onto your hair.

You felt like prey, like a rabbit. Shivering in fear, just waiting for the wolf to walk away or devour you.

“I know you,” he directed at Buggy, his deep voice rumbling through you. “I thought you’d try to flee without paying me back.”

I’m so close to him. How can he tell I’m so weak? If I had a weapon I could try to hurt him.

As if he could read your thoughts, Crocodile looked down at you, tapping his cigar off to the side before the ashes fell.

“I don’t know you.”

Your mouth gaped open as you stared into his cold, scarred face.

“Well, you see, Crocodile,” Buggy started bullshitting, moving closer. “Buggy’s Delivery Service may look like it’s doing well, but we’ve, uh… We’ve lost a lot of our big earners, and…”

Buggy trailed on, spouting excuses that made you want to scream at him, until you felt his hand grip the back of your shirt.

He slowly pulled you backward, away from Crocodile. New tears fell as your pathetic clown tried to shift his body in front of yours, shielding you.

He was too late.

The sting of cold metal wrapped around your neck as Crocodile’s hook captured you, like the prey you were.

He yanked you up, until your toes were barely scraping along the ground as he looked you over.

“If you can’t pay, clown, we can sell you into slavery. I wonder how much your woman is worth.”

“Come on, Crocodile,” Buggy drawled, inching closer again. “Don’t say such horrible things! We broke out of Impel Down together, didn’t we?”

“I lent you money for that sake,” he countered calmly, before looming over Buggy with even more danger edging his voice. “But if you can’t pay, you’ll have to take full responsibility.”

“Responsibility,” Buggy choked out, eyes flicking to you when you gasped from Crocodile's movements.

“I’m gonna found a new company, so I need money now.”

You could see the frantic wheels spinning in Buggy’s head before he puffed himself up, making his body look huge as he spread his limbs out in the red fabric.

“Then, let me help you with that business! This former Warlord of the Sea will serve under you. I’ll work off my debt! We have great resources!”

You brought your hands up to hold onto the hook as Crocodile lifted you even higher. You couldn’t tell if he was doing it on purpose, or if he had just forgotten that he was holding you there. You watched Buggy try to sell the plan, try to save you both.

“We have advertising design, printing, transportation, and the finest financial adviser on the seas.”

Buggy emphasized the last with jazz hands shaking wildly in your direction, and you cringed.

Crocodile hummed, setting you on the ground in front of him, but still tugging on your neck with that cold metal as he looked you over. You let out a breath when he released your neck, but then the sharp point of the hook traced teasingly on your cheek, stopping your breath entirely.

“W-Wait, come on, Croc. We’re pals! You don’t need to–”

“If you’re in charge of the finances,” Crocodile breathed down on you, ignoring Buggy’s pleas, “then it’s your fault that all my money is gone, isn’t it?”

You started to shake your head, but the cold prick of metal held you frozen.

“No, it wasn’t her fault,” Buggy almost yelled, voice missing its chummy tone now. “Please, we didn’t– I didn’t follow her advice. Tell him baby, you’ve got all those plans you made, right? The investments?”

Your eyes clenched shut, a wave of tears cascading down as he defended you.

“Is that true, girl? Did you try to keep this idiot from wasting all my money?”

His breath was hot on your face as he leaned over you. Your lip quivered as you waited for him to open his jaws, and swallow you whole.

“Tell me.”

“I… I created a plan to manage those funds, using much of them to invest and create reciprocal income for the organization.”

His eyes burned into you, silently demanding more.

“Unfortunately, I was not able to go forward with those plans,” you said weakly, eyes looking down, seeking freedom from his glare.

“I wonder why that could be, hmm?”

He brought his hand to your face now, huge fingers gripping your chin to force your eyes back to his.

“Tell me why all of my money is gone. You are the financial advisor, aren’t you? Should I bleed the berries out of you?”

“No, I’m sorry,” you stuttered, eyes fluttering down again until his grip on your face became painful.

“It’s okay, baby,” you heard whispered behind you.

“Ca-Captain Buggy did not follow the financial plans that I laid out for him, or my recommendations to adjust spending when funds became low.”

Crocodile’s lip twitched up, and he released you, making you stumble.

He reached for Buggy, hitting him again until he slid across the floor.

“No, please!”

“Why are you crying for this potato sack? He nearly got you killed.”

The menacing man sighed as you failed to speak, then grabbed Buggy by the hair.

“Don’t worry, we’re not killing him yet. Go get your paperwork, I wanna see if you really are a numbers girl.”

Shame flooded you as you nodded, doing nothing as Buggy was dragged away like trash.

There’s nothing I can do. Numbers, money, that’s all I’m good at.

Taking a deep breath, you reminded yourself that you are really good at that. And maybe that skill could help you get out of here alive.

Maybe I can help Buggy after all.

That sliver of hope vanished when you walked through the door, your briefcase in hand.

Off to the side you saw Buggy’s officers, eating and laughing happily, as if nothing had happened.

As if their Captain’s head wasn’t dangling from Crocodile's hand, bruised and bloodied while that hook kept shoving against his skin.

Crocodile was seated on the plush, green couch, using Buggy’s limp body as a foot rest. He held Buggy’s head over the middle of the couch, between him and another man.

The other man’s cold, amber eyes felt like blades through your skin as you froze in the doorway. You recognized him, though you’d hoped you’d never meet the swordsman in person.

Dracule Mihawk. What the fuck has my life turned into?

Buggy coughed, spitting out a piece of paper. That stupid fucking flyer his men had made.

They hadn’t even waited for approval before spending the money on printing and distributing it. You’d wanted to strangle every fucking dumbass that touched it when you saw the bill.

“The word ‘humiliation’ isn’t enough to express how I feel,” Crocodile growled, as Buggy apologized for the Cross Guild poster, showing Buggy as their leader.

“As much as I’d like to kill him,” Mihawk mused, his voice filled with calm disdain, “it’s not a bad idea to have him as our figurehead. I would rather live peacefully than become an Emperor of the Sea.”

He stood gracefully, heading to the counter to pour himself a glass of wine. He turned to look back, his head tilted like an animal watching for prey.

“Let him take the heat, and we can get rid of him whenever we want.”

“You’re right,” Crocodile laughed, shoving his hook into Buggy’s mouth.

You let out a choked gasp, grateful that they weren't going to kill him now, but feeling the looming threat that the future held.

And there were Galdino, Alvida, and even Mohji and Cabaji, ignoring his pain, laughing and stuffing their faces. Their betrayal made you ache for Buggy.

Until you remembered the danger you were still in.

I’m betraying him too. I’m going to work for these men. I’m going to stay alive.

“Who is this,” Mihawk drawled as he took his seat again.

“Uh, I–”

“This might be our numbers girl. If she proves herself,” Crocodile threatened, dropping Buggy’s head onto the floor behind the couch, before patting the cushion beside him.

“Come here, girl. Show us how useful you can be.”

With wide eyes, you walked toward them, avoiding stepping on Buggy’s body as you sat between the two terrifying men.

Crocodile’s arm rested on the back of the couch behind you, so you sat slightly forward, avoiding his touch.

Mihawk tilted toward you, and you found yourself staring at the beautifully embroidered details of his black and gold coat, avoiding looking at his bare chest and abs between the rich fabric.

He cleared his throat, making you jolt, before bringing your shaky fingers to unlatch the briefcase. You struggled, gasping when Mihawk reached over your lap to open it for you.

“Gods, Galdino, will you bring this girl a drink," Crocodile huffed, and you could feel his eyes on you. "Where the fuck did the clown pick up such a skittish little thing, huh?”

You focused on your paperwork, pulling out some of the plans you’d initially brought to help manage the funding Crocodile had provided.

Mihawk took them gingerly from your hands as Galdino passed you a glass of wine. You were sure that he must be pissed at being ordered to serve you like a waiter.

You chugged the whole glass of wine, closing your eyes while Crocodile chuckled, and Mihawk reviewed your work.

“It’s well done,” he praised, handing it to his partner. “These skills will be helpful with getting this operation running.”

“As long as the idiots in charge actually listen, of course” Crocodile joked, flipping through the pages.

He tossed the papers aside, motioning for Galdino to fill your glass again.

“Sorry about all of that in the hallway. You work for us now.”

“Okay,” you breathed out, barely audible.

The back of his hook touched your face, the smooth metal guiding you to look at him.

He studied you for a moment, and your brain tried to make sense of him, of what was happening. His black hair was slicked back, a few stray strands falling over his forehead. The long scar across the middle of his face made your brain hurt. You couldn’t imagine what kind of wound that must have been.

His deep set eyes were judging you, and you fought every instinct to hold his gaze instead of running.

Finally, he let out a low laugh.

“When I find something of value, I protect it. Do your job well, and you’ll be taken care of. Better than with this clown, that’s for sure.”

You winced as his foot dug into Buggy’s body, eliciting a moan from the man who’d brought you here.

Chewing the inside of your lip, you sipped on your second drink as they discussed plans to announce the lie that Buggy really is the leader.

They don’t need me here. I’ll just go to my room.

Each time you almost stood, or asked to be excused, your brain went blank. You just sat there, between these two ex Warlords, these two men who radiated power. The night went on, until all of Buggy’s betrayers trickled out.

“Wait.”

Crocodile’s deep voice commanded as you stood to follow Alvida and Galdino out, desperate to not be alone with these men. But here you were.

“What’s your name? Unless you want us to call you Numbers Girl.”

You settled on the couch, still sitting away from the back to keep from leaning against Crocodile’s arm.

“It’s Y/N.”

“I am curious, Y/N,” Mihawk spoke up, swirling his wine in its glass. “How such an intelligent and attractive woman ended up with this pathetic clown.”

“Please, leave her alone,” Buggy’s weak voice creaked up from behind the couch.

“It’s just curiosity,” Mihawk continued, and you couldn’t help meeting his golden gaze, his large hat tilting down toward you.

“Come, Y/N,” Crocodile joined in, “I could use a laugh. How did you end up with Buggy?”

“We… We met at a bar.”

They stared, and your skin practically crawled at the pressure for more.

“I’m an– I was an investment banker. I was having a drink after work, and overheard Buggy discussing his new organization. I offered my services.”

You shifted your head slightly to look back and forth at them, and their confused faces almost made you laugh. Almost.

“Why,” Crocodile asked, his deep voice almost dangerous as he demanded an explanation. Mihawk just cleared his throat, and took another sip.

You wanted to comfort Buggy. To remind him that you’d been drawn to him. That he was funny, and sweet, and that your time together that night was what made you want to join him.

But you knew the real reason you chose to go with Buggy, and you knew they’d only punish you both if you talked about being with him. So you told the truth.

“I was bored.”

It felt like the air around you shifted. The weight of their stares, and the sound of their low laughter made your skin flush with heat.

They both leaned forward, surrounding you as they brought their glasses to tap against yours.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” Crocodile’s husky voice rumbled beside you. “You won’t be bored with us.”

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a/n: I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! It hurt beating up my Buggy boy like this, but I made it through, lol

Part 2

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grapementos · 10 months

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ʙᴏʏꜱ + ʙᴜᴛᴛꜱ 🍑

『ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʙɴʜᴀ ʙᴏʏꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏʟᴇ ʙᴜᴛᴛꜱ ᴘʟᴀʏ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ—ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴄʜᴀꜱᴛᴇ & ᴏᴠᴇʀᴀʟʟ ɢᴏᴏꜰʏ. ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ ʙᴜᴛᴛꜱ. ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴀʟʟ 』

⤷ ᴋ. ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ, ᴋ. ᴅᴇɴᴋɪ, ᴇ. ᴋɪʀɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ, ʜᴀᴡᴋꜱ

❥ katsuki loves every inch of you. of course, he loves your mind and soul more than anything, but your looks were definitely a bonus.

you were the same with him, except there was one thing you loved a tiny bit more.

“goddamit, y/n, if you poke my ass one more time—” he gritted his teeth, body basically folded in half from your playful assault on his ass.

you giggled, backing yourself up against the nearest surface, “sorry, kats. you know i just can’t resist when you bend over in front of me like that.”

his hands were twitching and eyes scanning, a telltale sign that he was watching and waiting until the perfect moment to get you back, “it’s not even just then. when i’m walking up the stairs, or laying on my bed, you go straight for my ass like some kind of vulture.”

“you do the same shit!” you accused, “except you don’t poke, you grab!”

he chuckled, as if recalling a fond memory, “dunno what you’re talking about.”

“bullshit.” you scooted against the wall, never once taking your eyes off him. you couldn’t stay in the same spot, for he’d easily be able to manhandle you and get you back.

your eyes darted left towards the living room and then right towards the laundry room, excitement and fear and adrenaline thrumming under your skin.

“don’t even try.”

now or never, you decided, making a break for the living room with a squeal.

the heavy footsteps behind you made the chase all the more thrilling as you launched yourself towards the couch, only to fail as bakugo wrapped his arms around your waist just in time.

“no!” you screamed, struggling fruitlessly against him.

“nice try.”

❥ kaminari is always attached at your hip. physical contact makes his skin buzz with life and love and everything in between. he’s always holding your hand, your thigh, your face, and occasionally your ass.

he doesn’t have a favorite part of your body, considering he’s constantly touching all of it, but he does love ass as much as the next guy. he’ll poke you when you bend over and burst out into hysterical laughter at the look on your face when you stand upright.

your favorite thing to do in retaliation is to take the high road and wait until you’re laying together. every night, he has to crawl to the end of the bed to tug the ceiling fan light off, giving you the perfect opportunity to kick him right in the ass.

“ah!” he yelped the moment your foot made contact with his ass, curling in on himself.

“that’s what you get for nearly knocking me over earlier.”

just as he moved to get back at you, he lost his balance and rolled right off the bed with a thud.

instinctively, you burst into laughter, throwing the blanket off to go check on him.

he was laughing too, cracking up on the wood floor at his own pain. looking at him just made you laugh more as you dropped to the floor beside him, trying desperately to breathe.

“oh-” he guffawed out, “oh fuck.”

you shook off the last bit of giggles, straddling his lower stomach, “are you okay?”

once his face went back to his normal color, he nodded as the last bit of laughter bubbled out of his body, “yeah, didn’t even hit anything. except for my butt.”

your head fell onto his chest as you broke into laughter all over again, “oh my god, perfect.”

❥ ejirou is the ass man of all ass men. he naps on it, grabs it, pokes it, smacks it, bites it—he’s an ass man. he squeezes it when he kisses or hugs you—his hands just naturally gravitate towards it.

since being with him, you’ve developed the habit of squatting rather than bending over to pick something up. you only walk behind him up the stairs, which sometimes is advantageous for you, considering you’re quite fond of his ass as well.

you’ll poke his butt when he goes upstairs, which starts an all-out chase around the entirety of the house. even at his agency, you’ll visit during his break to bring him something to eat and bug him for his hour lunch.

“thanks, babe,” he spoke through a mouth full of lunch, sat behind a sleek desk.

“no problem.” you had a chair pulled up next to his, fingering his hard, gelled up hair, “you should’ve taken off your hero costume.”

he eyed you knowingly, “why? cause my sash covers my ass?”

you grinned, “maybe. but i gotta say, i do love the half-naked part of your costume.”

“perv.”

“you’re one to talk.”

he chuckled and lifted you onto his lap, his hands resting comfortably where your hips ended and ass began, “yeah, but at least i’m honest about it.”

you cupped his cheeks and kissed his nose, “you are, my lovely, pervy ass-man.”

❥ hawks isn’t always with you, but when he is, he’s all over you. he’ll take you to the highest places and hold you, the two of you trapped between his wings. your ass is one of the more intimate places he loves.

sometimes he just needs to hold you in silence, listening to nothing but the sound of your breaths mingling and heartbeat becoming one. his hands will skim feather-lightly over your waist, hips, and ass.

you’d finger his feathers, gently rubbing them between your fingers. you’d gently rub the lightly scarred area where his wings sprouted from, basking in the sheer intimacy between the two of you.

other times, when he was less vulnerable and more of the happy, charismatic, witty hero that everyone knew, he’d tickle and carry you, make dirty jokes and innuendos that left you rolling your eyes.

you loved both sides, but you had to admit that the soft, quiet intimacy was your favorite.

“i love you.” you mumbled into his bare chest, slipping your hand down his back.

“i love you.” his eyes were closed, thumb smoothing over your hip, “all of you.”

his wings fluttered under your touch the moment you moved your hand up, his hand squeezing the fat between your hip and ass.

“me too.”

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itadore-you · 9 months

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just for me

pairing: katsuki bakugo x gn!reader w/c: ~ 1k c/w + context: comfort fic. big ass panic attack. if this may trigger you, pls steer clear of this one!

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The violet void of the night has claimed you as a victim once again. It has invisible toothpicks for nails that pry open your eyelids for inspection, declaring you blind.

"Are you scared yet?" It rasps.

You tremble, because you already know what it'll say next.

Nothing. It won't say a word.

Its silence prompts your subconscious to speak for itself, letting the undead scream. Once they're woken, there's no shutting them up. The voices don't come alone. Like a pretty Russian doll, there's always more. Hordes of images; so much that you have seen. They blot across your vision, so viscerally colourful against the dark of night. You're certain that you will die.

All of a sudden, the dark grows hands that hold onto yours - they're smooth, they're warm, and they … aren't to be trusted when you get like this.

Your first instinct is to slap them away. Nothing is safe in the minefield of your mind.

"It's me," murmurs a low voice from beside you. "I'm right here."

"Kats- Katsuki?"

You sound broken. It makes him grit his teeth, knowing what's happening to you. It doesn't happen often, but it happens often enough that he knows the signs. He knows how to help, but not how to fix, and it pains him. Quickly he illuminates the room with a light spark from one of his palms, the crackle emphasizing his presence.

"Yes," he continues to slowly reassure you. "Me. Katsuki. I'm right here."

He wishes he could promise it. He wishes that he could fight alongside you. Blow it all up, leaving those nocturnal demons charred and in pieces. He knows, that even by being here right now, it's not going to stop it on its own. He's reached a limit that he can't force himself through.

He takes in a deep breath as he holds your hands a little tighter, and he continues.

"Squeeze my hands back."

It takes several moments for you to manage the movement. These "attacks" often leave you fucking paralysed after all. But once you grip Katsuki's hands, you keep squeezing, tighter and tighter.

He smiles a little at that, knowing that it's somewhat broken the trance.

"Good. You can keep going."

He doesn't mind it, no matter how hard it hurts, because he won't let you keep feeling so hurt, all alone. He still remembers seeing your first episode, the uselessness that weighed down his heart as he watched the person he loved whilst he did nothing, he couldn’t do anything. Never again.

Never.

You hold onto him tighter over the next couple of minutes. Slowly he offers his arms, and eventually, you accept his embrace - he knows to not constrict you fully in his arms, but instead help you feel grounded.

It takes time before the tempo of your breathing matches his, no longer shallow and rapid. Even in the dark, you can now find the fierce red of his eyes meeting yours. He knows to hold your gaze like this, to silently reassure you that you’re going to be OK.

He whispers a couple of words, asking if you feel like you can stand. He doesn't let go of your hand as he gets you on your feet, motivating you to move with him as he ambles over to the side of your shared bedroom.

It's nice, not to remain curled up beneath a duvet until you sweat buckets, and you can’t tell the difference between perspiration and tears.

Katsuki notices the vacant look in your expression as you motionlessly stand next to him. He's got to be careful now, because that break of clarity is not always the ‘calm after the storm’. Sometimes it comes right back, striking fast like a viper.

The click of your kettle sounds and an impending crescendo ensues as the water boils. The sound is like a pleasant white noise that fills the empty air, static that your brain can't be louder than. You could swear that you kept the kettle in the kitchen, not in here. Katsuki must have brought it, as well as the cup he grabs from seemingly nowhere, and the faint aroma of chamomile starts to arise in the room.

Another click from the kettle, alerting you both that the water has finished boiling. As Katsuki pours the stream of water into the cup, the smell of chamomile grows stronger. You notice that your lungs seem to expand double the size from before, breathing in the calming scent.

Bakugo lifts the steaming cup to you, watching as you take deep breaths. He knows you like the smell and taste of the tea. It's something so basic, so seemingly trivial, but it works.

Out of all your five senses, he's the one that makes the most sense. Bakugo stands before you, untainted and real - more real than what was happening inside of your mind.

He stays with you like that for a while, waiting for the tea to cool down so you can drink it. In the meantime, he talks about a couple of things. He brings up some stupid banter from the conference room yesterday; still finding it stupid, but knowing that you'd find it funny. He mentions, on the side, that he wants to buy some poppy seeds for your garden. It sounds random, but each one of Katsuki's words is chosen with care to distract you from your thoughts.

All the while, he can see a spark start to come back in your eyes. They’re no longer as dull and dead as they were before.

He's glad.

He’s not going to ask if you feel better.

He already knows.

#bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #mha #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo #katsuki x reader #bakugo x you #bakugo x y/n #mha fanfic #high five if you read this you get me #tw panic attack #cw panic attack #tw anxiety

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humanitys-strongest-bamf · 1 year

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Hi Kat, I think this will be my first request for you ever! 😁

So for the Injury prompts I'm thinking number 6 with the dialogues 14 and 20.

Also could the reader be the one taking care of Levi after a pretty nasty expedition? Looking forward to your creation! ❤️

is it really?! :D i've also sucked at doing the actual scenario/hc requests in general so :'D listen school sucked and now im trying to pump out this fic and-

send me some injury prompts! :3

➼ prompt #6: staying the night in case they need your help, being asked to sleep on the bed instead of the couch/floor ➼ dialogue #14: "I... thought I lost you..." ➼ dialogue #20: "Don't even try to get up" || "Watch me!" *stumbles and falls on the ground*

✧ word count ➼ 800+ ✧ notes ➼ canonverse, levi being stubborn, reader and levi being awkward in their relationship, not proofread ✧ warnings: mentions of injury

In a rare turn of events, you found yourself walking an injured Levi back to his apartment instead of the other way around. You were used to losing comrades after expeditions. Being in the Scouts basically meant being sentenced to death. You knew this, yet you still joined, and let yourself get attached.

You were silent as you helped a limping Levi get home. He had a close call—too close—with a thunder spear and found himself thrown several yards through the forest. He was okay, but was definitely beat up and needed stitching in the few places that did get torn up due to the shrapnel from the spear.

Now that he had gotten the stitching done, he just found himself in a lot of pain. You helped him through the door and sat him down on the couch in his living room, the silence unbroken.

"Could you look at me?" Levi asked quietly.

You slowly turned towards him at looked at him with an unamused expression.

"What the hell is that look for?" he asked, sounding offended.

You averted your gaze again, unsure of what to say.

"You haven't said a word on our way here," he spoke, his tone growing bitter. "If you're going to just ignore me, then fuck off and leave."

There was an excessive amount of hostility in his voice.

You responded by suddenly pulling him into a gentle hug, taking extra care to not move him too much so that you didn't cause him any more pain. You buried your face into the crook of his neck.

"I'm sorry, I just..."

Levi raised his hand and put it on your back to pull you in.

"Just what?" he said softly.

"I...thought I lost you..."

You pulled back from him, your eyes glistening from the tears that were threatening to build up. You were devastated when you heard the explosion and saw him get thrown through the air. You held the sides of his face as your eyes glanced at the scratches that had assaulted his face.

You gently pressed your lips against his, focusing on the feeling of his lips pressing against yours to remind yourself that he was still there in front of you.

"Stay with me tonight," he whispered.

You scoffed as you pulled away from him.

"You think I was going to leave your dumb ass on your own after you can barely walk home on your own?"

Your eyes softened as you saw a small pout form on his face at your comment.

"It's late," you said as you started to get up. "Let me grab you some stuff for the night so you can get settled in. Don't move."

"Tch," the pout on Levi's face quickly turned into a disapproving frown as he began to attempt to get up. "I'm not a fucking child."

"Don't even try to get up, Levi Ackermann," you scolded.

"Watch me," Levi grumbled as he pushed himself up before his ribcage screamed in pain and he ended up falling towards the ground.

You knew he was going to fall as soon as he got up, so you quickly ran over to catch him before he made contact with the floor and gently lowered him back onto the couch.

"For someone known to be Humanity's Strongest Soldier™, you sure do make stupid decisions sometimes."

Levi didn't respond and shot a glare in your direction.

"At this rate, I'm going to have to sleep in your room with you just to make sure you don't make any more dumb decisions."

He raised an eyebrow at you.

"Where else were you going to sleep?"

"Couch, probably."

"Like hell you are," Levi said with a scoff.

Although you and Levi had been seeing each other for a few weeks, you have yet to share a bed or even spend the night together. As a result, Levi even implying the act of sleeping in the same bed with you made your cheeks begin to heat up.

"Well," you began to speak as you tried to recover from the blush that was rapidly approaching on your face. "It seems more comfortable than the floor-"

"Are you serious?" Levi asked with an annoyed expression.

"About what?"

"Just get in bed with me, you fucking brat."

He averted his gaze and you noticed that his ears were slightly pink, which brought a subtle smile to your face.

"Don't make me say it again."

"Oh," you finally responded after a while after realizing that spending the night in Levi's bed was not a hypothetical and that he was actually asking you to.

"Tch," he said as he rolled his eyes. "You're such a pain in the ass."

"Says the one that got caught near a rogue thunder spear blast," you retorted.

"A fluke."

"Sure it was."

Levi frowned at you.

"I changed my mind. You're leaving."

He began to point at the door, but you quickly pulled him into another kiss, prompting him to lower his arm as he returned the gesture.

You pulled away and rested your forehead on his before whispering.

"Like hell I am."

#this was actually cute :3 #drabble event #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi heichou x reader #captain levi x reader #levi fluff #levi #levi ackerman #levi heichou #captain levi #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin #snk

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girlsneedff · 4 months

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AOT Men and Nicki Minaj Songs

Armin, Connie, Eren, Jean, Onyakopan, Reiner headcanons with reader

SFW & NSFW - Minors and Ageless blogs please leave this alone

ARMIN A. - Good Form

You were always confused why the fuck your friend would talk about his exes begging for him back, wildin about what he’s doin. He always seemed so embarrassed about it when his phone would be blowing up while you guys were out with friends. Once, he asked you to grab his phone, and a message came up. Usually, you wouldn’t look too deep into his phone- but it happened to be open to a chat from a girl. You almost dropped the damn shit.

It was a video. He was eatin the fuck out of some girl’s kat. The way that he was lookin up at the camera with those dazed eyes. His tongue lolled, forearms wrapped around her shaking legs- damn. Then went right back to work all while this girl is screaming in the back ground. Your hand went to your mouth so fast.

She texted:

“I miss you. Don’t tell me you don’t miss this too.”

He replied:

“Please leave me alone! And delete that video, it’s embarrassing…”

That lil dweeb is a freak-

You shut his phone off and hurried up to give it to him, trying to make your lack of eye contact seem normal. Especially since Good Form was playing in the background now. Specifically: “And when he eat the cookie, he got good form”

CONNIE S. - Beez in the Trap

Yk that goofy ass dance that 2 Chainz does behind Nicki? Yea that’s Connie. All the time. Every day. And you’ll feel his presence- just acting stupid behind you- but it’s best to not give him the attention. He comes with you to the beauty supply? Bein a weirdo. Payin at the grocery store? He’s moonwalking behind you, alarming the poor cashier. He’s lucky he’s cute.

“Connie if you don’t quit shakin ass behind me and act normal, thank you.”

“I’m not doing anything.. you must be imagining things.” He says, as he ‘subtly’ slinks back to his spot on your left.

The corner store cashier is just sick of it all today.

EREN Y. - Starships

He heard it for the first time while he was waiting in your room for you to get ready. Too embarrassed to ask you what the song was, he shazamed it, and now acts like he found it on his own.

If he’s not the one driving- he’s sticking his head out the window or standing up in the sun roof just feeling the breeze whilst belting this song. He’s lucky that there’s people to hold his legs, cuz homeboy would have been flew out of the car. It’s his favorite song ever- and he’ll say it proudly. He’s not about to let people shit on his tastes. This man is prideful- he dgaf what anyone says.

“Yeagar if you stick an appendage out the window, you might as well lose it cuz I’m not saving you anymore.”

JEAN K. - Your Love

Real suave guy. And the girls he pull is a testament to that. He views himself as a knight in shining armor. He thinks he’s the samurai in the music video… Ever since one of his lovers showed him the song, he’s resonated with it.

They ask if he knows a Nicki song- he says this one. Then Eren proceeds to dog him for it.

He tries to defend himself- swears Nicki is talkin about him. That’s where you have to check him.

“Boy- she is talk about a man with waves and a durag. Get serious before you piss me off.”

ONY - Needles

Drives a Maybach. Blaring music with the car bounce. Everybody wants to carpool with him, and he usually lets them (except for Connie, cuz he spilt Fanta Orange in his shit just after he came back from getting his car detailed). He definitely fucks people in his back seat. Just because of the fact that it’s a Maybach and he can get away with it- when the car is bouncing, people will never know if he’s getting his rocks off, or if he’s just flexing.

As soon as Pink Friday 2 dropped, and you played the song during a carpool somewhere, he now plays it at least 10 times a day. Full blast. Maybach bouncing off the walls.

“Boy nothing about you is shy. And at this point, your life’s a pile of needles-”

You begrudgingly get in shotgun, and say hi to everyone in the back.

REINER B. - Roman Holiday

Hb is crazy let’s not forget. He’s a workaholic. Came home stressed from work, and his just ranting and raving, and you tryna be the good partner, you’re tryna soothe him. Whether it be suggesting therapy, giving him head, or cuddling, man needs to chill.

This song is just his mental when he’s going through his day to day. I don’t even think that he would know what the fuck this song is, let alone know any of Nicki’s work (shameful).

“I don’t have any medication. Are you saying I should see a psychiatrist? And who the hell is Roman?”

“…it’s a Nicki song. Roman Holiday.”

“I’ve never heard of that song, or that artist.”

“Oh… this is real sad.”

#aot onyankopon #aot #eren yeager #armin arlert #connie springer #reiner braun #onyankapon #aot fanfiction #black reader #aot headcanons #aot x black reader

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red-writes · 2 years

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bakugou x chubby reader

content has: chubby reader, oral (f receiving), Katsuki is sexy.

summary: Katsuki can’t help himself when you skip around in those too tight shorts and tiny thin tank tops with no bra

Bakugou gets angry. Sure, you’ve seen him plenty upset before, jaw clenching tightly as he seethes silently with rage. But never ever angry with you. Right now, was the first time you'd ever seen the man with such a scary expression on his face, directed at you. His eyebrows pinched together, jaw screwed tight and his eyes piercing as they stared at you.

“y/n, you do remember what I told you last time don’t you?” he growls, voice deep and gravely and its not helping the thumping between your legs.

“what..are you referring to?” you say.

He lets out a frustrated chuckle and he backs you up further until your back hits the wall and he grips your face and forces you to look up at him.

“I kept telling you not to dress so crassly around me and what did you do” he says tutting in disappointment. His eyes dropping down to the thin spaghetti straps of your tank top, there was no bra present under your top to speak of. Bakugou’s eyes zeroing in on the way your nipples poke against the thin fabric, almost as if it were inviting him to touch, to grope, to squeeze, to claim you as his own.

You shove him back a little and his body doesn't budge, “And I told you that clothes are just clothes and women shouldn't have to cover up because dudes can't control themselves” you say. You shoot him a smug look and he nods along in agreement.

“You know what? I think you like the attention” he says, cheeky grin growing on his face.

“What?” you challenge and he shrugs

“I think you like to be looked at as you run around the apartment in barely anything. startin’ to think you love having my eyes run along your body, that you love the feel of my body pushin’ up against yours”

you can't think of a smart-ass response. your brain short circuiting as he fully does push himself up against you. your boobs squishing under the weight of his chest and the man before you, his knee depositing itself between your thighs, grinding against the mound of your pussy from over a thin pair of sleeping shorts. you let out a tiny whine as his thigh brushed over your clit.

“no I..hate it” you grumble as you lean your head forward and rest it on his chest.

“if you hate it so much then why is your little cunt soaking my thigh? why is it ruining my fuckin’ pants?” he asks, he pulls his thigh from in-between your legs and you can see the wet spot of arousal you left staining his pants.

you can't do anything but shake your head, too embarrassed to say anything else, afraid your voice would betray you by coming out shaky and broken.

“All you have to do is ask, tell me how badly you want it and I'll give it to you” he says, moving his thigh against your pussy in agonizing circles.

You can feel your resolve breaking and decide to give in. “please..please Katsuki I-want it..”

He doesn't urge you any further, his own arousal screaming at him to hurry up and take you already. He sinks to his knees and hooks his fingers in the sides of your shorts and slide them too slowly down your legs leaving you to kick them off. He lifts one of your legs over his shoulder and your mouth opens to protest, what if you suffocated him down there? what if all of your being just snuffed him out while he was between your thighs? You made a move to retreat, gently attempting to lift your leg off of his shoulder but he held it in place, almost sensing your thoughts without you having to say a word.

“Don't.”

“Kats..what if you-” you sucked in a breath as his lips pressed a gentle trail of kisses up your inner thigh, mere inches from your core.

“Please- don't wanna hurt you” you whimpered and he scoffed,

“Think that’d be the best way to go” he says, his elegant slim fingers spreading your pussy open for him to see, “dying between the thighs of the prettiest girl I've ever laid eyes on” his eyes flickered up to your face just in time to see how your eyes went wide and you bit your lip in embarrassment. He pressed a kiss to your clit, then another and a third before dragging his lips down your drenched folds until his mouth reached your winking hole, squeezing around air, desperate for his attention. His tongue ran a line from your cunt to your asshole, licking up all of your arousal that had ran down between. The action was so lewd it had your head feeling full of nothing but air as your dug your fingers into his hair and grabbed at the blonde locks. Your hips eagerly bucked against his face.

“Katsukiii, no more teasing please I need you now” you accentuated your point by rocking your hips against his face, clit gently bumping against his nose which made small spark of electricity pop in your tummy.

“Relax, just wanted to taste you” He grips the fat of your thigh resting on his shoulder as he finally wraps his lips around your clit. Your head tossed back against the wall with a thud making the man underneath you chuckle and you shiver from the vibrations. You could feel your cunt clench and drip with your arousal with every swipe of his tongue against your twitching clit. Two of Katsuki’s fingers circled your entrance, gathering a bit of slick and sliding inside with little resistance.

His fingers plunged as deep as they could inside, dragging along your walls until they hit your sweet spot. Your body recoiled forward and you began gasping for air as he curled his fingers against your g-spot and dragged the pads of his fingers against it. Heat pooled in your belly as you teetered on the edge of your orgasm.

The blonde looked up at you, his eyes cloudy with lust as he stared at you and it pushed you over the edge. Your hands flew to wall behind you as you began to shake from the power of your orgasm. Your toes curling against the wooden floor of your apartment as you cried out his name.

You sunk to the floor as you came down from your high. Katsuki grunted at your fucked out state,

“Don't sit on the flood idiot let's get to bed”

“mm too tired to move” you whine and he sighs and lifts you into his arms and walks into his bedroom where he lays you down on the bed and proceeds to make a move out of the room.

“Wait! where are you going?” you ask

“To get somethin’ to clean you off with- unless you like being a sticky little mess in which case by all means” he says with an annoying smirk

“okay..” you say and he begins to walk out of the room before you yell at him once again to stop.

“Did you mean what you said earlier?”

“About what?”

You sat up, pulling the covers over you lower half slightly embarrassed to be having such a conversation half naked, “That I’m the prettiest girl you've ever seen?”

“I don't say shit I don't mean, you should know that”

“But does that mean you..like me or..?”

“You're an idiot”

“Katsuki will you please just answer!” you shout in frustration and the man reproaches the bed to sit on the edge.

“I like you a hell of a lot, so much so that I get pissed when my friends come over and you’re dressed in barely anythin’ ‘cause I know they're staring at you” He presses a kiss to your forehead.

“That better?”

“Yes thank you, now hurry up before my sticky mess soaks your bed”

“You're gross”

“You love it”

#mha bakugou #bakugou katsuki smut #bakugou smut #Bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader smut #bakugou x chubby reader #bakugou x chubby reader smut #slay #bnha smut #x chubby reader #chubby reader smut

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aaakikoo · 2 years

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HIS SAFE SPACE

paring -> bakugou katsuki x f! reader

an -> i dont really write stuff, but i decided that I want to write this so let’s see how far this blog will go. English isn’t my first language so please correct my spelling or grammar mistakes ! :)

another an -> sorry if it’s long and unnecessarily detailed.

summary -> bakugou finds you as his safe space, he promise he won’t let you go. but what if his family don’t really like you?

warnings -> cussing, down talking, tell me if I missed any!

series m.list - pt.1

“get it off!” you screamed loudly while jumping around in your best friends dorm, you were peacefully doing your homework with Bakugou in his dorm before he spotted a cockroach.

“There! i got it off.” he exhaled before he picked it up and set it out his balcony. “get your ass back to work.” he ordered you, and you obeyed, he was helping you with your math homework.

“Yessir!” you happily and peacefully sat down back in your seat.

“You finally got it right,” he gave you a clap on your back. “Thanks for helping me today. I really appreciate it, kats.” you smiled as you packed away your books, “no problem, but stop calling me kats.” He angrily yelled back at you while walking to his closet. “It’s so cute though.” Kats was a nickname you gave him back in your first year in u.a.

“W-what are you doing?” You asked when you suddenly turned to him and saw his taking off his uniform shirt. “Getting ready for bed? Not like you haven’t taken care of those scares on my back before.” He stated back while being completely calm, while you on the other hand, turned away from him and placed your books and notes in your backpack.

“whatever, I’m going back to my dorm.” You said shyly. “Wait. Y/n.” He stopped you before you stood up from your seat. “How do you really feel about me?” That was an out of pocket question, “um? I think of you as my best friend, you’re grumpy but you’re very caring.” You stated back while looking away from him.

“I see.” He told you while he walked to his bed and sat on it. “Why are you asking? How do you feel about me then.” You asked back now curiously, “I think you’re hardworking and respectful, and extremely beautiful.” He spat back almost not thinking about his words.

“B-beautiful?” You stuttered back.

“Yeah, anyone with a pair of fucking eyes can see.” He said, and you definitely didn’t miss the red on his cheeks, “thank you. i think you’re..” you stopped thinking thoughtfully about your words, “you’re also very..good looking.” you were clenching on your bag straps, “only good looking? babes I’m fucking hot.” he was getting too full of himself so you decided to walk out before you say anything stupid.

“Thanks for helping me kats, see ya tomorrow.”

“BAKUGOU! WAIT FOR US PLEASE!” denki and mina were chasing after the blond begging him to give them the homework answers because they forgot to their own homework, too busy hanging out at some ramen place.

“Fuck off, ain’t giving y’all shit.” He brushed Kaminari off his shoulder, “Bakugou pleaaaasee!!” Mina stood now in front of him and giving him puppy eyes, “I’ll give you 1440¥ / 10$” Kaminari offered, Bakugou knew those two losers weren’t getting off his back and he might as well take the money.

“Hurry your asses to class.”

“Alright I’ll help you two one by one, Kaminari you’re the bigger problem, so you go first, what’s your problem?” Bakugou sat in his chair while he other blond friend sat in front him showing him the questions he struggled to understand, “correct. Now do task 120.” Bakugou pointed in the textbooks as Kaminari continued on writing down, “no, that’s not how you solve it.” Bakugou face palmed himself for the 5th time, “correct, now the last task, dunce face.” Bakugou exhaled, “thank you bro, I really love you, no homo.” Denki made a kissing face towards his explosive friend before handing him the money he promised him, now it was Mina’s turn, she was a half a problem. Kaminari walked out leaving the two of them alone.

“No you dummy, That’s not how you do it.” Bakugou flicked minas forehead as she sat in Kaminaris previous seat trying to solve the math problem, “here give me your eraser.” Bakugou tried to grab the eraser from between her fingers before someone walked in.

“Hi y/n!” Mina exclaimed, this was an awkward moments Bakugou and minas fingers tangled together.

“hi Mina.” You said slowly before you walked to your seat and placed your bag, you didn’t even glance at Bakugou which was something extremely unusual.

“Did you two get into another fight.” Mina asked before she pulled her finger away from bakugou’s, bakugou knew he didn’t do anything wrong at all, but he still couldn’t look at you for some reason, “no we didn’t actually. I’m going to the canteen with kiri now, want something?” You asked your pink haired friend and when she shook her head no, you walked out again. Mina continued with her talking, but Bakugou couldn’t focus on anything she was saying, he only cared about the fact that his best friends name rolled off your tongue so easily, you even called him by his nickname, katsuki really thought he was special when you gave him his own nickname.

Aizawa ended todays lesson, and students were packing and heading to the dorms, you were putting your pencil case in place before your best friend appeared in front of you.

“Y/n. Come with me.” It was Bakugou. He grabbed to your hand and took you to the rooftop. “Katsuki! What is it?” You stopped running once the two of you were at the very top, you pulled your hand away from him.

“Y/n, listen this might sound very selfish, but…” he stopped picking his words, his back facing you because he was too embarrassed of the shit he is about to say, “but?” You asked, not so patiently, “but I want you to look at me, and only me.” He said quickly before he tuned to face you. Your face beginning to heat up.

“W-what? What do you mean?” You asked while you could feel your face burning up, “let me be your boyfriend goddamn.” He said in a low and soft voice.

“I’ve been looking at you since the one time you risked your hero career to save me in our first year. You are always on my goddamn mind. Always so hardworking, strong, and so goddamn gorgeous, I love everything about you and those stupid nicknames you give me, and I don’t want you looking at anyone else but me.” He confessed in one long breath, you could see that this confession took a lot of courage from him. He stood there patiently waiting for your replay.

“Katsuki I— I feel the same about you.” He could swear that he could feel his heart drop, he has been in love with you for the past three years here in u.a, and he doesn’t believe that you feel the same about him.

KATS <3 [ are you coming soon? ]

YOU [ BE PATIENT 🤨 ]

KATS <3 [ HURRY BEFORE THE FOOD GETS COLD ]

YOU [ alr alr 🫡 ]

five days after Bakugou’s confession to you, you were sitting in your room at your parents house, it was the weekend and Bakugou had invited you on a date to his family home to have dinner with him, at first you couldn’t believe that he had been interested in you for this time, but now you were putting last touches on your make up, before you grabbed your purse and walked downstairs to the door.

“you are all grown up y/n.” Your mom yelled from behind as you walked closer and closer to the door, “you’ve gotten prettier too.” She rested her arms on her hips.

“thank you mom, wish me luck, I’ll be back by the evening.” You simply stated before you walked out the door and headed towards katsukis family home.

“Finally, took you long enough.” He began scolding you, while he was doing that he helped you inside.

“Your parents house is really pretty katsuki.” You exclaimed, “yeah, cmere.” He grabbed your and and pulled you towards the kitchen, “sit down.” He ordered, you obeyed.

“Here’s your plate.” He handed you the portion of food before he sat himself beside you on the counter top, the two of you spent what seemed like forever on this tiny portion of food, but you were happy together sharing laughs and smiles, you of course couldn’t go a day without teasing bakugou. When you finished the food you got up and started helping Bakugou with doing the dishes. “You don’t need to help, it’s a few plates, can get em done in a minute, besides you’re my guest today.” He said while washing the dishes, “but katsuki, im not just a guest I’m your girlfriend.” You turned away from him while crossing your arms, “yeah yeah, whatever just go sit on the couch or something.” You thought that he had a point and sat yourself down on the nearest couch, few minutes later and he still wasn’t done washing, “katsuki! Are you sure you don’t want help.” You yelled at him so he could hear you clearly, “im almost done.” You were too lazy to fight back at this point.

You sat peacefully for another three minutes on your phone waiting for your boyfriend to hurry his ass to you, but then you heard shuffling down the stairs, a woman with blond spiky hair and a pair of crimson red eyes just like your boyfriends, you stood up quickly out of respect as you figured out that it was his mother. She walked towards you and eyed what was going on quickly.

“Hello there, is she your friend katsuki?” She asked her son who was drying his hands. “Girlfriend actually.” He finished drying his hands and walked towards you. “Hello, I’m mitski, this brats mom.” She gave you a little friendly smile, “hello ma’am, I’m y/n, nice to meet you.” You told her with a bigger smile than the one she gave you. Though you could tell she didn’t exactly get the best impression of you as you were sitting on your phone while her son was doing the dishes.

“You’re gonna scare her off, hag.” Katsuki yelled at his mom as he sat down in your previous seat on the couch. “Be respectful kid, have fun or whatever.” His mom finally said before walking off leaving the two of you alone. You stood there silently, not really knowing what to say or do.

Though from katsuki’s point of view this was unusual, because everytime he brings a girl home for a project his mom would be freaking out with excitement and asking trillion of questions to the girls who didn’t really show interest in Bakugou and neither did he, so why did she not react the same towards you. you figured that you had to give her a better impression of you while you had the chance. Bakugou pulled you down beside him on the couch breaking you out if your thoughts.

“what do we watch?”

It’s been 4 hours since you arrived at your boyfriends house, and it was getting late. “I think I should go home kats.” You whined while trying to break out of his arms, “it’s late, you sure you don’t wanna stay over?” He said while letting you go and turning off the TV. “Nah it’s okay, we’ll see each other tomorrow.” You smiled at him while rubbing his cheek, you stood up and walked to the entrance of the house, soon after he followed you. Helping you in your coat.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” You smiled at him as you opened the door, “aye the fuck you think you’re going. It’s 10pm you think I’ll let you walk alone.”

“Thanks for walking me home, I’ll see you tomorrow okay?” You smiled at him while squeezing his hand a little bit, “alright good night.” He slowly bent down to kiss your forehead, “night kats.”

The second he opened the door to his house he saw his mom standing in the kitchen, “hey.” He said slowly while taking off his jacket and shoes.

“katsuki, are you sure about her,?” His mom asked him, he could feel that she chose her words carefully. “What do you mean.” He said as he walked closer to the kitchen counter. “I mean, what kind of girlfriend is she, if she sits on her phone as if it was her own house while her new boyfriend is washing the dishes?” Mitski asked her son while frowning. “I was the one who confessed to her and asked her to come over for dinner, in addition I was the one who told her to sit down, in fact she asked me if I needed help.” He stated carefully trying not to start an argument with his mom late at night.

“whatever katsuki, I’m just worried about you.” She said while exhaling, “no need, night.” And just like that, the blond teen was off to his room.

“Ahhhhh!!! I can’t believe this is the last time we are going to be together!!” Mina yelled while crying her eyes out.

“Alright alright there, calm down.” Thanks to Kirishima he picked her up before she fell on the floor, again, crying.

“Not to mention, these three years here at u.a flew by.” Midoriya smiled while looking at everyone. Since the first year, he was considered the class leader even though class reps aka, Iida and Yaoyorozu were right there, it’s just that many considered him as their leader. “It sure did.” You answered back while smiling out the window.

“That doesn’t mean we have to separate! We are still a big family!” Kaminari jumped excitedly, trying to change the vibe that was taking over. “Course not, we still have our group chat. And we can hang whenever.” Sero said while trying to bring his energetic friend back to earth.

“Alright Mina. That’s enough. Let’s get you a tissue.” Kirishima exhaled while bringing the pink hero along with him. “There is definitely something with these two.” Uraraka snickered to you. “You think so?”

“Mr. Aizawaaaaa!!! I’m going to miss you sooooo much!” Mineta held onto the older man’s leg, while Todoroki respectfully bowed at him, thanking him for being a good father figure for him.

Class 3-A, had just finished their graduation ceremony, and everyone was now ready to start their own lives, “take care mr. Aizawa.” Kirishima smiled gently, while dragging Mina once again so she doesn’t start balling again.

“Take care everyone!” Aizawa yelled at his, now graduated class. Man, he was proud.

“Where do you think you’re going?” You felt suddenly a bigger hand grab your wrist, “oh! Katsuki. I was going home. Where else?” You questioned him. “You think I’m just gonna let you go home after we just graduated?” He smirked, “let’s drop our bags at my place and go.” He said while running with his hand in yours. “You can just say that you’re taking me on a date, idiot.” You laughed. “Shut up.”

“Here give me your shit, I’ll put it in my room, wait here.” Bakugou took your bag from your hands and ran upstairs to his bedroom. While you stood awkwardly at the entrance.

You were laughing at some stupid cat video on your phone, and you didn’t notice the figure standing in front of you. “I’m sorry. It’s been a while Mrs. Bakugou.” You shamefully put away your phone and turned your attention to her. “Well, nice of you to notice. How is my son with you?” She asked while grabbing a drink from the fridge. “It’s going well ma’am. As you know we just graduated and our life is just starting.” You smiled at her, she returned the smile but you could feel that your answer didn’t really satisfy her. “Y/n, let’s go—hi mom.” Katsuki said quickly while running down the stairs, “careful son, don’t want you tripping down the stairs, your girlfriend can wait a few seconds.” She said while looking at her son.

it was a fact, but the way she stated it hit you quite hard, but you didn’t want to make trouble so you went along, “your mom is right kats, we have all day, don’t rush okay?” You said before he could respond. “Yeah, sure. Whatever, I’ll be off.” Bakugou put his shoes on and took your hand and ran out.

“It was so much fun. Thank you katsuki. Really, thank you.” You thanked the blond while walking hand in hand with him.

“I thought it would be nice to spend some time together, because you know, it’s all starting now and we wouldn’t be as free, as we are now.” He smiled at you, and you returned the smile back.

“Thanks for this duck, I’ll treasure him.” You looked down at the yellow stuffed animal he got you. “Him?” He asked, “yes him! He’s my son.” You laughed, “your son? What are you? A kid?” He asked you while laughing, “that’s right, and you’re not the father!” You let go of his hand and started running. “Hey!”

After a few meters of running, he finally caught up to you, “hey y/n.” He said slowly, “hm??” You hummed back. “Don’t think about my mother, and what she said and—“. “Don’t worry about it, I’m not mad and I’ve already forgot about it.” You smiled at him, but he was not buying the bullshit you’re giving him. But a part of him decided to let it go this time. “Alright, if there is anyone who bothers you, weather my mom or not, I’ll make sure they don’t see the light again.” You laughed at that statement.

“Do you think they’ll approve of us?” Katsuki asked while his hand was in yours, you both were at the entrance of your family home. You were going to tell your parents about dating katsuki, and he was going to ask for their permission to let you live with him.

“Of course, kats. Don’t worry about it.” You said while quickly giving him a kiss one his cheek. “Cmon let’s enter.”

You opened the door and stepped inside, still hand in hand with your boyfriend.

“Mom! Dad! We are here.” You said while taking off your shoes and walking inside.

“Hello, young man.” Your dad walked up to Bakugou, you quickly gave your boyfriend a sweet smile, assuring him that it’ll be okay while walking away to sit on the couch. “Good after noon, sir. My name is Katsuki Bakugou.” Your dad took out his hand to shake bakugous. Your boyfriend was thanking god that his hands weren’t sweaty.

“Have a seat, dear.” Your mom told the explosive blond who was frozen at the entrance of your door. “Yes, thank you.” He respectfully said while walking and sitting next to you on the couch. Shortly after, your parents followed and sat on the couch in front.

Your mom sat down a few snacks before she took a seat next to your father.

“Mom, dad. This is my boyfriend. As he said, his name is Bakugou Katsuki. We’ve been dating for a little while now, and he’s really sweet to me.” You stated that as if it was the most causal statement, while the blond next to you was slightly shaking. “Bakugou Katsuki? Haven’t you won every sport festival your school arranged.” Your dad asked, while leaning a little bit forward. “That’s correct, sir.” Bakugou answered with a smile.

“What’s your quirk again?” Your dad leaned back, crossing his legs, and asking again. “Explosion, sir.” Bakugou answered while taking his palm out, letting little explosions escape his palm. “Wow, interesting.” Your dad said with a smirk. “Don’t mind him, he’s really interested in quirks.” You laughed to ease your dads pressure on your already nervous boyfriend. “Son, what do you see in my daughter.” Your father asked him while wrapping his right arm around your mom.

“In my eyes, y/n is the prettiest, smartest, and strongest girl I’ve ever seen. I really like her because she is strong willed and friendly to everyone. She is a true inspiration, even to me. And I would like to date your precious daughter with marriage in mind.” Katsuki spoke while locking eye contact with your father. Your dad simply let out a little laugh. “Alright son. I’ll leave this troublesome girl to you.” Your dad said while smiling. “Hey!” You yelled. “We still have another thing that we want to discuss with you.” You spoke softly while looking at your boyfriend, who looks like he had calmed down a little bit. “We want to ask if—“ you were cut off. “Sir, ma’am. We would like to ask you if you would let y/n move in with me.” Katsuki said with all of seriousness. “And I promise to protect her and keep her happy.” You looked at him, genuinely shocked, you never thought he would say such stuff about you. “Wonderful! A girl like my daughter could dream of dating and moving in with someone like you Bakugou!” Your mom exclaimed while clapping her hands together. “We approve, but if anything happens to y/n, I will make you pay, kid.” Your father looked at him. “Of course, sir.” Bakugou finally said exhaling.

“Alright how about we continue this around the dinner table?” Your mom said happily.

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“Y/N! My sweet daughter..even after you move out please always visit us okay?” Your mom cried while holding your hands together in her owns. “Of course ma, don’t worry about it. You’ll never miss me.” You told her while hoping it would calm her down.

“Bakugou, take care of my daughter. I’ll leave her to you, always make sure that she’s happy.” Your dad said as he pulled out his hand to shake Bakugou’s, “of course sir, you’ll never see or hear her complaining about anything.” Your boyfriend said as he took your fathers hand and shook it.

“Okay mom, dad we’ll be leaving now. Bye bye!” You said as you grabbed your boyfriend by the arm and walked out the door.

“I can’t believe it went well, honestly went better than I have expected.” Your boyfriend spoke as you noticed that he has calmed down.

“In my eyes, y/n is the prettiest, smartest, and stronges—“ “shut the hell up.”

“Alright place it right there.” You said as you sat on your and your boyfriends new bought couch. “How about you get your lazy ass up and help me?” Katsuki asked as you snickered at his question.

Your boyfriend had bought a fresh new house for the two of you, when he said he wanted to move in with you, you truly thought of an apartment and not a whole house, but that meant that he was so serious about you.

“Alright alright I’ll get up.” You said as you jumped from the couch and out to the front yard, you were getting your last few packed boxes from the moving van that your parents rent out do the two of you.

“I still can’t believe you bought a whole house.” You said as you walked upstairs with your skincare and make up boxes in your hands. “Obviously dumbass, I have no time to lose between moving from an apartment to a house.” Your boyfriend spoke harshly as he unpacked kitchen supplies. “Alright calm down.”

The house was huge, with both front and backyard, two story house with balcony on each story, a large kitchen and living area, 2 bedrooms with a bathroom in each, a walking closet in the master bedroom and a bathroom on the first story for guests, and on top of all that it had large windows and fences. But what you truly liked was the beautiful front yard.

Your boyfriend decided to give you the bathroom and the walking closet in the master bedroom, after you begged him for ages and then threaten him by telling your dad. For him, he decided he’ll just put a normal closet in the bedroom.

You spent a few minutes unpacking your skin care and make up products, and headed out again to get the last few stuff.

“Alright babe. I’m done with the kitchen, how does it look?” Your boyfriend stopped you from going out again, he made it so perfect, everything was in place, from supplies to containers to seasonings, he even put a vase with roses on the counter for you.

“Looks lovely, thank you kats.” You said as you pecked his left cheek sweetly.

And after a total of 3 days, 7 hours, 50 minutes and 45 seconds, the unpacking of your and your boyfriends house was completed. Everything was perfect, clothing, decor, products, furniture, carpets, dinning tables, and the advanced security system of the house was completed.

“Ah! Finally I’m super tired!” You said as you stretched your whole body on the couch, “at least we’re done now. And it’s time to get back to normal life.” Your boyfriend said from the kitchen, “where did you even get the money for all of this?” You asked as he shot you glare, “my life savings for 19 years. Plus my parents support.” He laughed at the last part. “Make sure to thank your parents for renting out the van and the new tv.” He told you as he ran upstairs, your parents liked your boyfriend so much that they bought the two of you a brand new expensive tv, you smiled to yourself as you closed your eyes, and drifted to sleep on the couch for a couple of hours.

“Hey you idiot! Wake up” your boyfriend poked your cheek, “wake up” and poked it again, and again.

“What? What time is it?” You said as you got up from the couch, “it’s 7pm you’ve been sleeping for 4 hours, when you said you were tired I didn’t know you were that tired.” He laughed at the end, “shut the hell up.”

It’s been three years since you and Bakugou moved, a lot had changed since the first day and right now.

You two were 22 year olds living in a large expensive house together, he had almost reached his goals on being the number one hero, he is currently Japan’s number two pro-hero, known to the public as dynamite. Your boyfriend was known as this strong hot headed hero that a lot of girls were fan-girling over.

You worked in the same agency as your boyfriend but in a different department, you were in charge of the tracking team, as in tracking villains and their main bases, you were also in charge of the medical team.

So both you and your boyfriend were pretty busy, but that didn’t matter, because whenever you and Katsuki would have spare time, the two of you wouldn’t waste a second of it.

Katsuki’s routine was that he would get up early in the morning and come home around 7-8pm depending wether he has patrols or not, while you would have work midday at 11-12 and come home around 9pm, and that excludes special occasions.

The two of you lived a perfect life but something was off, and that was exactly that you never really got along with your boyfriends mother.

Everytime either Bakugou’s parents would come over or you would visit them, she would always have something to complain about. Wether it’s your outfits, how you smell, how you behave or talk, cook or treat her beloved son.

You don’t know the reason why, but you wouldn’t really believe that it was because of the poor first impression you gave her, or if she only catches you on the worst moments.

When you cooked dinner for your boyfriends family Mitsuki complained that it was too spicy or too salty, or if you bring them flowers she would say that she doesn’t like the Color or the smell or the flowers, moral of the story, you would never satisfy her.

And those would only be the comments around your boyfriend and Masaru, while when it’s only between the two of you she would tell you things that truly hurt, such as, “he should have chosen someone else” or “women are throwing themselves on him right and left and he chose you.” Or even “I don’t know what he sees in you.”

But you had to tolerate the things she says so you don’t ruin the relationship between katsuki and his mom. Though he always stands up for you whenever she makes small comments, in his point of you, he thinks that she has grown comfortable with you to show you her true Color’s, but that wasn’t truly the case here.

Back to present, today was your day off and what makes it even more exciting is that your boyfriend is getting early off work.

You were upstairs in your bedroom brushing your hair when you heard your phone ring.

“Hey kats? Where are you?” You said sweetly as you put the hair brush down, “come outside.” Bakugou said as he quickly hung up. You did like you were told, grabbing your phone and wallet and going downstairs, you locked the door behind you and headed towards your boyfriends car, “hey! I didn’t get to see this morning.” You said your quickly wrapped your arms around his slander waist, “hey babe, get in the car.” Katsuki said as he opened the door for you and walked to his own side of the car.

“Where we going?” You asked as you fastened your seatbelt, “to the park.” He said simply and started driving. Katsuki remained silent while you went on how your day off was so relaxing, he loves listening to you after all.

When the two of you arrived to the public park, katsuki took your hands in his and started walking with you inside, you both had a special place here, and it’s usually at the very back of the park, they usually had your favourite flowers there.

“What’s the reason of you being such a sweetheart today, hm?” You joked while poking his cheek with your index finger, “do you want me to be an ass or something?” He said as he removed your finger off his face, you both sat down on a bench, sitting close while his left arm is around your shoulder, “maybe? What kind of ass?” You asked, katsuki hated whenever you made those type of dry ass jokes, “shut up, woman.” He huffed, “where do you think we’ll be in the future.” Bakugou asked after a Monet of silence.

“Hmmm, maybe I’ll get a cat.” You tired to sneak your way out of this deep conversation, Bakugou threw his head back then glared at you, “I’m serious, like in three years or so.”

“I hope we’ll be married, with a cat,” you laughed for a second, “probably the same house cause I’ll never want to move out of it. And I hope we can become better hero’s.” You said as you leaned on his shoulder. “Y/n.” Bakugou said as he stood up from the bench, he stood in front of you and slowly bent down to his knees.

Suddenly, the winds were blowing softly, and there was nobody around, only the two of you, dressed up so nicely at this time of the day, the sunset looked so beautiful as he pulled out a little red box, and opened it slowly in front you, revealing the most gorgeous silver Dimond ring you had ever seen, placed so nicely behind a plain silver ring.

“Katsuki—don’t tell me.” Your tongue was so twisted right now, “cmon you idiot, you know what I am going to say and don’t make me say it,” he said as he smiled sweetly at you, “I think you’re going to have to sacrifice your ego for this katsuki.” You said smugly.

“Fine.” He simply said, “marry me y/n, let me be your first, and hopefully last husband. I promise I’ll do my best to make you happy.” He confessed, those words were probably the sweetest words you’ve heard come out of this man’s mouth, you didn’t replay for a split second before handing him your left hand, he rose up half way and pulled out your ring and placed it slowly around your left ring finger, before you did the same to him.

“Promise me that you’re going to get me a cat?” You asked him while he now had his arms wrapped around you, “as many as you like.” Katsuki said before he pressed his lips to your for a second and pulling away.

That night you both slept like babies, and ended up late for work the next day.

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Pieces (20): New Surprises

Chapter 20: New Surprises

Chapter Summary: Confronted by a new surprise, Y/N finds herself trying to find the best way to tell Jay. Meanwhile, Jay has a surprise of his own.

Word Count: 1,841

Warnings: mentions of dizzy spells, general canon-typical mentions of being unwell

A/N: I kind of came up with the idea for 20 & 21 while talking to @i-like-sparkly-things and she was screaming at me so technically this was an unplanned idea that later kind of changed some stuff so I hope you like it! And if you do, you can say thank you to Kat :D

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Chicago’s weather had been unforgiving recently, the heat was relentless and every time you stepped out of Med you wanted to go right back in to the welcoming air conditioning.

It felt like the heat was very literally zapping your energy out of you, bit by bit. You felt even more tired than you did when you were up at all hours of the night when Chloe was little, but you also reminded yourself that you hadn’t been working as an ED doctor then.

You brought the cold bottle of water to your lips, feeling the cold liquid slide down your throat before you put the cap back on, putting the bottle back down onto the counter as the room swayed.

You frowned, gripping onto the edge of the table and closing your eyes. The heat must really be getting to you.

You were so focused on trying to breathe through it that you didn’t hear Will and Connor coming in although they were talking loudly and on any other day you might have thrown a line at them about them announcing their arrival.

Which is probably why they quickly picked up on the fact that you were off your game.

“Y/N?”

You didn’t open your eyes despite hearing Connor call you but you answered him. “I’m fine. It must be the heat.”

“Here.” Will and Connor guided you towards a chair and you only cracked open your eyes when you felt your body sink into the chair, guided by one of their hands.

Will was already sitting across from you. “Hey, what’s going on?”

“I’m fine.” You growled a little impatiently.

Will exchanged a look with Connor before he rolled his eyes and gave you a look.

You looked up slightly. “Fine, the room may be spinning a little.”

“Can we get you checked out, please?” Connor asked, peering down at you.

“No, I am not getting into a hospital bed. Not again. I had my first anniversary dinner date with Jay in the hospital. No, I’m not doing this again.” You said stubbornly.

“It’s been a year?” Connor asked, smiling and giving you a one armed hug.

Will glanced at Connor. “Missing the point here.”

You didn't even have the energy to remind Connor that another six months had passed since then.

Connor gave a small chuckle before he glanced at you. “Just dizziness? You feeling any other discomfort?”

You shook your head and Connor glanced at Will before he turned back to you. “Alright, compromise. We’re running tests but we’ll do it quietly and in here. No hospital beds.”

You opened your mouth to argue but caught the look on Will’s face. “Easy way or hard way, Y/N?”

You narrowed your eyes at him, pretty sure the hard way came in the form of him calling his brother. “You don’t have to tell Jay everything.”

“Easy for you to say, it’s not your ass he’s gonna kick.” Will muttered.

But you knew it was just easier to let them do what they wanted to do so you held your tongue as they fussed - Maggie was informed, they took your blood, and took your blood pressure.

Maggie practically threatened you to make sure you didn’t come out of the doctor’s lounge despite your protests that if this went on you’d get fired or all your coworkers would hate you because you kept bailing on your shifts. Maggie just rolled her eyes, pointing to Connor and Will. “These guys can’t live without you. Neither can the rest of us so it’s either here or I’ll open a treatment room for you.”

So you lay back against the couch now, looking at the ceiling. They’d brought in some snacks for you because apparently having some food was supposed to help and left with strict instructions for you to drink the bottle they’d shoved into your hand.

You wanted nothing but to go back out there to do your job but you could already see the look Maggie would give you and you knew she’d make good on her threat to put you in a hospital bed to make sure everything was alright.

The door opened and you looked up. Will had a weird look on his face, the iPad held in his hand.

“What?” You asked.

Will glanced up at you, pulling a chair and sitting facing you. “Were you ever going to tell me?”

“Tell you what? What did the test say?” You asked, reaching out for the iPad but Will held it just out of your reach, like a typical older brother.

“Will.”

Will blinked back at you before a look of dawning appeared on his face. “You don’t know.”

“Know what?” You were getting irritated. “Spit it out, Will. You’re freaking me out.”

Will just handed the iPad over to you silently.

Your eyes scanned over the test results like they were trained to do, like you did every single day, but you were frozen now.

“Do you want me to call Jay?”

You couldn’t hear Will, not really. At least, you couldn’t absorb anything he was saying right now as you stared back at the test results. Your test results.

You knew what it was telling you, the numbers made sense in a weird detached sort of way and for a minute you might have forgotten you were looking at your own chart.

“Y/N?”

You looked up now as Will’s voice broke through your consciousness.

“No, don’t. I… Don’t say anything yet, please? I’ll tell him.”

Will glanced back at you with a concerned look. “Is this a good thing, Y/N?”

You didn't answer him immediately. “I don’t know yet. I need to know for sure before I…”

Will nodded back at you. “I’ll get you an appointment. Discreetly. My lips are sealed, I promise.”

You nodded, not really back to your normal self yet. “I’ll be back to get you.” Will said, before he left the room again.

As the door swung shut after Will, you felt the noise in your brain increase as you looked back down at the iPad he’d forgotten to take with him and the word bounced around in your skull.

Pregnant.

You hadn’t planned for this. Not at all. Things had been working out well between you, Chloe and Jay. You and Jay had been seeing each other for more than a year but things were going so well and naturally that you didn’t really have the talk about what it meant for the both of you. Not in details, at least.

Jay always knew what you and Chloe needed before you opened your mouth, as if he could see it in your eyes, or hear your thoughts. You could see through Jay’s facade as well, knowing when he was trying to keep it together for Chloe which was your cue to distract her with something else. That’s how well things had worked.

Now, for the first time in a long time, you didn’t know. You didn’t know how Jay would react to this.

You weren’t sure if you were more relieved or worried when the ultrasound confirmed the blood test. The dizziness you’d been experiencing had had nothing to do with the weather or temperature and more to do with the extra person you were now growing inside of you.

But it didn’t stop you from being absolutely terrified about how to tell Jay and what that would mean for all of you. So you were secretly glad that Jay had been kept busy with a case. He still made it a point to drop by your apartment, show his face to Chloe or at least leave a little snack surprise in the fridge for her but he didn’t have time to stick around for too long, so there’d been no long conversations or opportunity for Jay to figure out you weren’t telling him everything.

Even so, you knew you couldn’t put it off forever. So when Jay had finished up with the case and things seemed to settle back into the normal routine, you’d told Jay that you wanted to talk because you’d missed him. Jay didn’t seem to sense anything wrong and he’d smiled, nodded and agreed that the both of you should do a date night that night, not forgetting to add that he would bully Will into babysitting if he had to. You laughed, reminding him that Chloe had just as much fun at Will’s before he left.

You were glad you were on shift today though because it meant you didn’t really have the luxury to think about what you were going to say to Jay. Until it was time to go.

“I’ll swing by in about half an hour to get her, alright?” Will said, the question lost on you. “Y/N?”

“What?” You looked back up into Will’s concerned eyes. “Yeah, sure. Whatever’s convenient.”

Will frowned. “You okay?”

You nodded. “Yeah, I am.”

“Alright.” Will conceded even though he looked like he didn’t really believe you.

You stressed about it all the way home, even as you got Chloe ready for Will to get her and even though you smiled back at your daughter as she chattered on about her day, it was nagging you at the back of your head.

But you kept your cool through the rest of the night. Jay had come in shortly after you’d finished with the steak and potatoes, setting the plates down on the table. You’d opted for a simple dinner date but Jay had insisted on lighting the candles from the last time the both of you had had a stay-home date.

As you sank into Jay’s company, you almost forgot your original intention for having the dinner in the first place. It was like the magic of being with Jay, but as time ticked past and the both of you finished eating, you knew you couldn’t really avoid it any longer.

You were sure Jay could hear your heart beating against your chest like it was desperate to get out. Jay seemed a little nervous as well but you figured that he was probably reacting to you since you knew if Jay had been the one to say that he had something to tell you, the anxiety would eat you alive.

Jay cleared the plates off the table before he joined you back at the table and you took a deep breath. You just had to rip the band-aid off.

Rip it off, Y/N. Just do it.

You opened your mouth but Jay beat you to it, reaching for your hand from where he was sitting next to you. “My whole world changed the day I met you, Y/N.” Jay whispered.

You blinked back at him.

“I love you, and I will never ever let you go. Not for the rest of my life.” The only sound in the apartment now was your quickened breaths, as Jay leaned forward even more, taking your hands in his.

“Marry me.”

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Me: *hears the word "babushka"*

Me: *immediately begins killing people next to me*

Everyone else: 👀

Me: "I guess y'all don't watch OTV?"

#kat screams at their own ass #offline tv #otv #valkyrae #sykkuno #corpse husband #babushka #among us #murder #imposter #death mention #violence mention

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The Bet (Part 3)

Warnings: smut, MDNI

Katsuki’s POV

Day 2:

When I fell asleep last night she was on one side of the bed and I was on the other. I did that on purpose cuz it sucks waking up with my dick hard and pressed against her. Having to peel myself away with no satisfaction.

So imagine my surprise when I wake up in the exact position I was trying to avoid. I think i might’ve been rutting against her before I woke cuz I’m leaking precum and tucked between her thighs. Fuck me.

I have patrol early this morning, so I force myself to get up take a very long, very cold shower. This bet was kicking my ass. The fact that I couldn’t fuck her only made me want to do it more.

I was so thankful for work today because at least it gave me a distraction.

I got dressed, made myself a quick breakfast and headed out.

I was on patrol with one of my sidekicks this morning. She was really capable and I trusted her so it was more so that I was supervising and teaching instead of taking lead. It was pretty slow for a Sunday actually.

Everything was going so smoothly until I suddenly get a text on my personal phone. I knew it was from Y/N before I even pulled it out because she had taken my phone and given herself her own special ringtone.

I open the message and almost drop and shatter my goddamn phone.

“Mr. Bakugo, are you ok??”, my side kick was looking at me like I was crazy. I could feel the flush from my toes up to the top of my damn head.

“ ‘m fine. Stay sharp and holler if you need me. I gotta make a call”, I said starting to walk away.

I heard her call out a “yessir”

The phone rang one time before she answered my call.

“Hey Katsuki. What’s up?”, she had the nerve to ask that like she didn’t know why I was calling her!

“Y/N…. You’ve lost your goddamn mind. I’m at work! Saving lives! And you’re sending me nudes!!”, I was scream yelling because there were people walking by.

“Are you saying you don’t like them? I got all dolled up for you and it took a lot of work to get an angle where you could see…. Everything.”, her voice had dropped down to this sultry tone.

My cock was starting to harden. She’s stepped up her game.

“Ha you’re good. You caught me off guard with this. And yea I like the picture… any angle that shows that pretty pussy of mine is a good angle.”

“Mmmm I’m glad you like it. I wanted to brighten up your day.”

“You think you’re so smart huh? You’re playing with fire sweet girl. You’re gonna end up with a burn mark on your ass”, my voice had dropped a few octaves.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time Kats.”

“Not a fucking threat princess, it’s a promise… coming. Hey I’ve gotta go. Don’t forget about that reservation tonight. Love ya.” Then I cut the line. I had to get back to work.

I can’t let her win. I won’t let her distract me any further. I can’t believe she had the nerve to call me the devil. She was in for it whenever I got home.

The rest of my day at work flew by. I was there later than I expected because I was catching up on paperwork, so I was rushing to get home in time to change before our reservations.

I got home and Y/N wasn’t in the front room. I just know this woman isn’t still getting ready. I was already rushing and she’s had all day to be prepared for this. I pushed open the door to our room and before me was picture out of a fucking wet dream.

If I died and this was the last thing I saw, I’d die happy. It took her calling my name rather loudly maybe more than once before I snapped out of it.

“What?? What did you say?”

“I said you’ve gotta hurry and change or we are going to be late”, she said and she was sporting the cockiest smirk I’ve ever seen on her face.

“That’s what you’re wearing?”, I asked her just to clarify.

This woman had on a red dress, my favorite color. Her boobs were perched high in her chest and that dress looked like it was made just for her. She also had on these strappy, black heels that wrapped up her calves. Her hair was pinned up and she had on this red lipstick that matched that dress perfectly.

Fuck me. I think she was trying to kill me.

“This old thing…. I figured I’d finally pull it out of the closet.”

“Y/N I know all your clothes. This dress is new.”

“Whoops, you’ve caught me in a lie…I hung out with Mina today and we stumbled across this. I thought you might like it”, the shit eating grin on her face was the only thing keeping me from sinking to my knees right then and there. I was not going to give her the satisfaction of caving now.

“Yea it looks nice enough”, I huffed at her, “I’m gonna hurry up and get ready so we can leave.”

I walked past her and smelled her. She was also wearing my favorite sent of hers. She pulled out all the big guns. She thinks tonight going to be the night she gets me.

Well she’s got another thing coming.

But first… another cold shower. I’m only human.

While I was getting ready, I remembered that she loves seeing me in a button up and apparently white brings out my eyes or some shit. So I put on a white button up, black jeans and a pair of black tennis shoes she’d bought me for my birthday. I threw on my gold chain and a couple rings on my fingers. I’ll be damned if I’m gonna be the only one foaming at the mouth.

I walk out of the room and she’s sitting at the bar with her back to me.

“You ready to go?”

She turned around to look at me and she thought I didn’t see the way her eyes glossed a little and her breath hitched. She tried to hurry and cover it with a small smile on her lips. She hopped down out of her seat and grabbed her purse, which must go with her outfit because lord knows she doesn’t need it.

“Yup let’s hit it hot stuff”

“Wait”, I walked over to her and wrapped one of my arms around her waist and my other hand reached to tip her face up toward me. “Wanna kiss you, don’t wanna fuck up your makeup.”

“One kiss won’t ruin my makeup”, she said all soft and breathy.

“Mmmm it will the way I want to do it.”, I pulled away from her enough to grab her hand and bring her knuckles up to my lips. I kissed each individual knuckle before kissing her wrist and pressing a few more up the length of her forearm. I locked eyes with her once more, “ let’s go princess, we are running late.”

I interlocked our fingers and guided her out to the car. I opened her door and help her buckle up before walking to the other side and hopping in.

Payback time.

For some reason I don’t understand, y/n told me she thinks it’s so hot when I turn my whole body around when I back up. I have a back up camera but you bet your sweet ass tonight, I was turning around and flexing slightly while doing so.

On the drive there a slid my hand over her thigh, which I always did, but tonight I might’ve placed it a little higher than usual.

“Katsuki, can you cut it out?”, she said as she placed her hand over mine and stopped the slow circles I was drawing with my thumb.

“Cut what out baby,” I said glancing over at her.

“We both know what you’re doing.”, she was clenching her jaw as well as slightly squeezing her thighs. She glanced down at my hand like she was trying to send me a message.

Oblivious was the best way to go here, “is my hand bothering you? You’ve never complained about it before.”

“Yea probably cuz it wasn’t resting 2 cm away from my vagina.”

“Haha, yea I am kinda close aren’t I? I can feel the heat coming off of it and I’m sure if I slid those 2 cm I could feel how wet you are too.” Right after I finish saying it I slid my hand up and let me pinky rub lightly over her panties and look there. Drenched. She winced like she was in pain.

“Kat!” She said my voice on a moan. Fuck, she was so sensitive.

“Sorry, my hand slipped cuz of that pothole”, I whispered.

“There was no freaking pothole. You’re such an ass”, she tried to grab my hand and take it off her thigh, but this only made me dig a little deeper and press a little harder up against her.

By this point we were pulling up to the restaurant. Lucky her.

When we got out of the car, her panties were soaked and I had to rearrange myself to even be able to walk inside this place.

By this point we were both miserable and unsatisfied. This bet is such bullshit. Whose bright idea was it to do this?

We were at one of our favorite restaurants. When I made the reservation I made it for a booth in the back because this place tended to be really crowded and I didn’t want to be spotted.

We got seated and the conversation started to flow.

“Mina said that she thinks Sero has a secret girlfriend. Has he said anything to you about it?”

“No and even if he did why would I tell you. It’d be a secret for a reason. The two of you are the biggest goss-” I almost fucking choked on my own spit.

“Are you ok Kat? What’s wrong?”, she looked at me like she was genuinely concerned for my well being and not like she just almost caused my death.

She had taken off one of her shoes and her foot was now pressed up against my inner thigh. Before I have time to respond, our waiter is back at our table taking our orders.

The entire time he’s there, she’s gently stroking her foot up and down and at what point it brushes up against my cock and I fumble over my words.

The waiter just laughs it off like I’m just some idiot having a stroke and when I look over at y/n she has the nerve to be laughing too.

When he finally leaves she takes her foot back and continues on like nothing happened.

“I’m gonna run to the bathroom. Brb.” She said as she started getting up.

I just nodded my head at her. I needed time to get my shit together. This is not going well. I have to get a handle on this situation and fast, but she came back to fast. I didn’t have time to prepare anything.

The rest of dinner went off without any problems though. Maybe she was struggling just as bad as me. Maybe we were going to call it for tonight.

Wishful thinking.

While we are outside, waiting for the valet to pull the car up, y/n comes up real close to me slides something into my pants pocket. When she pulls back there’s a smirk on her lips.

“What the fuck is that?” And all she does is shrug at me.

When I reach down and start pulling it out, I realize very quickly that it’s her panties. Her damp panties.

“ Y/n when did you take these off?”, my voice came out like I was growling. My self restraint is hanging on by a thread.

“When I went to the bathroom earlier.” She then came up to me wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me.

My hands automatically grab at her ass because that’s what they’ve been wanting to do all night.

She could be a siren. I could actually know for a fact that she is a siren and at this point I’d happily walk my dumbass into the ocean and let her drown me.

I feel like I’m in a trance and the only thing that breaks it is the valet driver clearing his throat to get our attention.

The drive home is quiet. I don’t attempt to tease her any further because if I put my hands on her again I know I won’t stop. I’ve gotta try and get home. Lock myself in my office. That’s my game plan.

Tell her I have some work to do and just stay in there until she’s asleep because I’m at my breaking point.

Initially the plans going great. We get in the house, I hurry up and change, and then head to my office.

Done. Easy. I survived another day and tomorrow she’ll have work so it can’t possibly be this bad.

That is until I hear a little knock on my office door.

“Come in.”

“Hey, how long are you going to be working?”, she asked.

She’d changed too, into an oversized tshirt and she had her little fuzzy slippers on. Fucking adorable.

“‘M not sure. I’ve got a few things I need to get done tonight. Why are you still up?”

She walks over to me looks at me expectantly. I push my chair back from my desk enough for her to slide into my lap.

“Kats”

“Hmm?”

“Are you miserable too? This bet is stupid and I’ve been hot and bothered all day.”, she was mumbling against the side of my head.

“You went out of your way today to make sure I was miserable you heathen. My dick has been at least half hard since I woke and blue balls doesn’t even begin to describe the shit I’m going through.”

She has the nerve to chuckle at that but it wasn’t a damn joke.

“Is that why you’re in here pretending to work? Cuz you don’t wanna come to bed with me?”

“Y/n I-“ her lips cut me off. She moved so fast. She went from sitting on one leg to straddling me. I could feel her tits pressed up against and with the way her pussy was radiating heat against my sweats, I could tell she had no panties on.

She was grinding down against me and her tongue was in my mouth.

The next thing I know one of my hands has slipped past her shirt in the back and is rubbing her wetness around. And do I fucking mean wet. I’m sure there’s a big ass spot on the front of my pants. The other hand is tweaking her nipples. She’s a whimpering mess now and I’m panting like I just finished running a marathon.

“K-kit Kat…we have to stop”

“Say it… say it and let me fuck you. You know you want it.”, I started pressing sloppy kisses all up and down her neck and I was running slow circles around her clit, “say it.”

She’s right there, on the brink. I can tell it’s on the tip of her tongue and right when I think she’s going to actually do it, shes jumping off my lap like I’m on fire.

“What? Where the hell are you going?”, I was so sure this was it. I could taste the victory on my tongue.

“I-I’m g-going to bed.” She was trying to get her breathing under control just like I was.

She started making her way out of this office. She was really going to leave like this.

What the actual fuck?

“Please” I didnt comprehend until after I said it that I had already sunk to my knees. The word flew out of my mouth as soon as I saw her hand on the door handle.

I’d fucking lost.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4

*my first trying to write in someone else’s pov… so don’t be mean.

Also I got carried away and I know this is super duper long.

There will be a part 4 with the smut. It will be be back to readers POV.

Enjoy.

#imagine #bakugou x reader #mha fanfiction #bakugou drabble #drabble #katsuki bakugo mha #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo headcanons #bakugou katsuki #bakugou katsuki smut #mha smut #bnha smut

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5ivebyfive · 7 months

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whumptober day 11: “All the lights going dark and my hope’s destroyed.” fandom: power rangers 3027 (trimberly) plot: Kim has been taken. Trini can't save her. title: leave while i'm not looking (part one, part three, part two:)

“Trini?” Kat asked through the line. Trini didn’t hear her. “Trini? Are you there?”

“Y-yeah…I….what?”

“I can’t tell you anything else. I shouldn’t have told you that much, but I didn’t want you worrying. We’ll get her back. I swear.”

“Don’t want me worrying?!” Trini leapt to her feet and started pacing her room.

“Okay, wrong wording,” Kat admitted. “Listen…we’ll find her. We’ll bring her home to you. Okay?”

“What am I supposed to do in the meantime??”

“I don’t know.” Kat sighed. “I wish I could offer more.”

“No. No, you’re…you’re fine,” Trini said, shaking her head. “I know the rules.” Her hand was shaking so hard that her phone kept hitting her face. “Save her, Kat. Save my girl.”

“I will,” Kat promised. “Are you gonna be okay?”

“No,” Trini said honestly. “But I trust you.”

“Thank you. I’ll call when we’re back.”

Trini ended the call and spun around to kick her bed as hard as she could, letting out a scream. Kim was so stubborn. She knew that’s what had gotten her kidnapped. She was stubborn and reckless and contrary. But, she was brave. She was fierce. She knew how to handle herself. Trini couldn’t discount that. It was just infuriating to know that she couldn’t do a damn thing.

Kim was chained to a wall with her hands above her head. Her suit had retracted and she stood there in her regular clothes. It didn’t matter. Rita knew who she was. She didn’t know where she was aside from the fact that she was in a dark, dingy room made of concrete blocks. She was alone. She fought against her restraints again, trying to get free, but Rita’s powers kept her locked in. Kim could feel the metal of the shackles digging and rubbing into her wrists, but she didn’t care. She kept struggling against them.

She wore a pink tank top and jeans, and they were both torn and dirty. Her arms and face were also smeared with dirt and she was sweaty. She gritted her teeth wanting to scream and yell at Rita, but Rita had done something to her to where she couldn’t say anything. She could grunt and whine though, and she did. She kicked her legs up to…well, she didn’t know what the end goal was, but it was something to do.

She wore herself out. She slumped down, her chin hitting her chest, and closed her eyes. She wanted to go home. She wanted to go home to Trini and not have to deal with this shit anymore. Maybe Trini was right. Maybe it was time to give up. God, Trini. She could only think about how much she loved her girlfriend and how badly she didn’t want them to be on a break. She wanted to see Trini come in that door, kick Rita’s ass, and rescue her. Because as much as Kim wasn’t a damsel in distress, for all the ass she could kick on her own, she was tired. She wanted her girl. She could only hope that the other Rangers were closing in and looking for her. She had to trust them as much as she had trusted her old group.

Trini was still pacing, but now Tommy was in the room with her. Tommy sat on the bed and watched her worriedly. Maybe she shouldn’t have, but Trini told Tommy what was happening. Tommy was worried like her, but Trini suspected Tommy was worried for her as well. Trini wasn’t doing well. She was muttering to herself as she paced. She was thinking about her last conversation with Kim and how it had been a fight. She hated it. She wanted to hold Kim and tell her she was sorry and that she didn’t want a break. She just thought that if she pushed Kim to find herself, that she would and they’d be happier. But she didn’t care where Kim was with herself. She loved Kim.

“Why haven’t they called yet?!” She exploded.

“Give them time,” Tommy said gently. She watched Trini in concern. “Why don’t you sit down?”

“I can’t!” Trini pushed her hands through her hair in frustration. “God! If I hadn’t quit, I could be out there finding her!”

“I know,” Tommy said. “I’ve been thinking the same thing. But the Rangers will find her and bring her home. They’ll get rid of Rita once and for all. Bitch has it coming.”

“Every time we got rid of Rita, we thought it was over. But she always comes back.”

“And she’s running out of lives,” Tommy pointed out. “She gets weaker every time.”

“Still plenty strong enough to kidnap my girlfriend!” Trini stopped pacing. “What is she even after? What does she want? Why doesn’t she make another move?”

“We don’t know if she has or hasn’t, and we won’t. We won’t know any of that, because we’re not the Power Rangers anymore.”

“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” Trini stared at Tommy with wide, scared eyes.

“No,” Tommy said, shaking her head. “It’s to remind you that the only thing you need to worry about right now is Kim’s safety. We can’t control the rest.”

“I just want her home,” Trini said, collapsing onto the couch and dropping her face into her hands. “I can’t just…wait.” Tommy sighed and wrapped an arm around Trini.

“I know, Trin. I know.”

Going home to Trini. Going home to Trini. The words repeated themselves in Kim’s head. She tried not to think about anything else. She didn’t have a plan for when Rita returned, because she didn’t know what she could do. Rita’s stupid powers negated Kim’s. She couldn’t use her strength to break free. Her communicator was gone so she couldn’t reach out to the others. She only had herself and her thoughts. And all of her thoughts were on Trini.

What if Trini didn’t know? What if Trini still wouldn’t want to take her back? End the stupid break that they had barely started? She wanted to go home to Trini and fall into her arms and kiss her. She was convinced, however, that the moment she saw Trini, Trini would step back and not hold her. Not tell Kim she loved her.

She knew right then that she would give it all up. She would. For Trini. For herself, dammit. She had so much to do in life still. Trini was right, she had to find herself outside of being a Power Ranger. And she wanted to. She wanted to with Trini at her side.

Kim knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that she wanted to live her life with Trini. With herself. She didn’t even know what she wanted to do or be. Being a Ranger had been her whole identity for so long. But she wanted her identity to be…something more. She wanted to go home, take Trini’s hands, and ask her to marry her. Because she needed Trini in her life forever. She wanted them to live a long, healthy life together being happy. The only way she could imagine that would be to be with Trini.

But she was here. In this dark, cold room, all alone. How would the Rangers know where to even look for her? She didn’t know where she was. What if they didn’t come for her? What if…she never saw Trini again?

She felt a scream rise in her throat. A scream of frustration and anger and fear. But it didn’t come out. She choked on it. She felt tears on her cheeks, and she hated it. She didn’t want to be weak and crying, but she was scared. She was scared of so much. She just wanted to go home.

tbc

#trimberly #trimberly fic #power rangers 2017 #my fics #leave while i'm not looking tag #wt2023

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fushigurro · 2 months

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Dahlia I MUST hear about the Dahlia x Katsuki ultimate sibling rivalry Cuban Missile Crisis UFC Fight Night WW3 relationship please it is imperative to my health

LEIGH!!!!!!!! omg thank u for asking. it's wild and i love it. actually rather reminiscent of how he acts with his mom in canon lol

although i am introverted and relatively reserved in many situations by nature, i can also be very combative when people push my buttons, especially my family. sometimes i look and feel like the crazy bitch because a lot of people in my family are more prone to keeping shit to themselves and pretending like everything is fine in order to avoid direct conflict with each other. but not me. anyways LOL

we know how katsuki is. mf is not holding anything back. and neither am i. it's a pissing match honestly between two people who are quick to irritation/anger and refuse to back down. if we were in the same household….. any of the peace-lovers in the family would be so disturbed lmfao

regular screaming battles would ensue. for example:

me: "SHUT UP YOU'RE BEING TOO FUCKING LOUD ASSHOLE!!!"

kat: "FUCK YOU YOU'RE BEING TOO LOUD STUPID ASS!!!"

me: "🖕🏻🖕🏻 I'M ONLY BEING LOUD BECAUSE YOU'RE BEING LOUD YOU FUCKING DICKWEED!!!"

kat: "GO CRY ABOUT IT AND SHOVE A FUCKING DICK IN YOUR EARS YOU SENSITIVE LOSER!!!"

*there may be some punching*

and god help everyone if we happened to have similar quirks….

however 3 hours later we're playing video games or something together. and probably end up yelling again. but we're actually a decent team when he plays nice and doesn't try to go off on his own and be a goddamn ego monster

we're both clean freaks too. we can actually get along while cleaning because we both want things done in basically the same way

it's also the sort of relationship where we'd be like "no way would i save your lame bitch loser ass if you got into trouble. you probably deserve it."

but. we would absolutely save each other's lame bitch loser asses

#letters.#moot: leigh #i'm..... obsessed with this now actually. sorry

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chasingmidnights · 7 months

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13 Nights of Halloween: Campfire Stories; Story Four

Title: The House at the End of the Dead End Road

Storyteller: Jake Jensen

Summary: A story about a mysterious house and its bloody history.

Warnings: Minors DNI, 18+ only; implied abuse; implied incest; implied witchcraft; implied that Constance & Mary Kat were conceived by Satan; Charles Blackwood & Jake Jensen (yes, they are both warnings!); implied murder; implied death by poison; implied s*xual ass**lt; and I believe that’s everything. This one is a little darker than the other ones, I think I would classify it as possibly, soft!dark? I apologize if I missed anything but you are responsible for what you read and your own social media content. I do not claim to be a professional writer, any and all mistakes are my own; nothing is beta read.

Wordcount: 998

The following night, you and your friends had gathered around the campfire once again and you couldn’t wait for tonight’s story. You couldn’t help but smile as you roasted a marshmallow and watched all of your friends smiling and laughing. Once the chatter started to die down, you decided to speak up.

“So, who’s telling tonight’s story?”

Everyone glanced around at one another, waiting for someone to take the lead on tonight’s story. When Jake realized that no one was volunteering, after a quick drink of his beer, he spoke up.

“I’ve got one for y’all.”

“Alright, go on with it then.” Nick smirked as he sat across from Jake.

Jake cleared his throat before he started his story. “I think it’s safe to say that we all grew up in a town where there’s that one house that has a past and from that past, rumors of its past had spread. In my hometown, that house rested at the end of a dead end road. This house was called Blackwood Manor. Growing up, I heard various stories about the old, abandoned manor and I never knew which one to believe. But I did know one thing, I knew not to go inside of it.”

As Jake was about to continue, Andy interrupted. “What exactly were these rumors?”

“Well, one example was that the Blackwood sisters were a murderous pair and that they lived there a long time ago, before any of us were even born. The two sisters, Constance and Mary Kat, were accused of murdering their evil parents. However, there was never any proof, so the sisters got off Scott-free. Why did they kill their parents, you might be wondering? This is where things get a little fuzzy and where the rumors run rampant. Some of the rumors say that they killed their parents simply for their inheritance, because you see, the Blackwoods were rich. Their father, Mr. Blackwood, owned the mines and about half of the town and he did what he could to make sure the town thrived so that he would remain rich. But, Mr. Blackwood was a stingy and selfish man who wouldn’t give the girls a scent. It’s said that the reason why Mr. Blackwood was so rich because of his wife, who apparently was a witch. She would cast spells that would benefit her family. In fact, it’s said that both of the girls were a gift from the Devil himself as a reward for their mother’s constant devotion. Perhaps, that is why the two Blackwood sisters were so evil and led them to kill their parents.

“Another rumor that surrounds the manor and its previous tenants, is that Mr. and Mrs. Blackwood were extremely abusive and in the most unforgiving way. Mr. Blackwood didn’t allow the girls to date, claiming that they were his and that no one else was good enough for them. He would apparently beat them for the smallest of disobedience or if they showed any sign of rebellion. That was just the father though, they endured a lot worse from their mother. It’s said that Mrs. Blackwood would practice her magic on them and when the witching hour struck, you could hear the screams of the two sisters. Eventually though, the Blackwood sisters had had enough of the constant abuse that they received from their parents. So, one night at dinner, they decided to poison the tea that they would be serving with dinner. Constance and Mark Kat stole glances at one another as they sat at the table and watched as the poison slowly did its job. When their parents were finally dead, wicked grins formed on the sister’s faces, as a weight lifted from their shoulders.

“One final rumor, well, at least where I’m capping off, because there are hundreds more that surround this old manor. This one, now this one is a little more messed up. I’ve heard this one about a half a dozen times and that is that Connie Blackwood had poisoned her parents because she had fallen in love with her cousin, Charles Blackwood. With this rumor, Charles manipulated Connie into poisoning them so that she and her sister would get their inheritance. The oldest Blackwood sister obliged because she truly thought Charles was in love with her as well. He had told her that her parents were the only thing standing in the way of them being able to be together. Charles had also convinced her that nobody could love her like he could and he would be the only one to properly take care of her. Her little sister tried to talk some sense into Constance but got nowhere. In fact, it’s believed that Connie also killed Mary Kat. When it was all over though, Charles ended up leaving Constance and taking the money with him. This left Constance distraught and heartbroken which led her to eventually killing herself. It’s said that you can still hear Constance Blackwood still wailing from the house because of her broken heart.”

The wind started to pick up a little bit causing it to whistle. Everyone jumped a little bit as the whistling wind sounded a little too much like a wailing woman.

“Damn Jensen, that’s messed up.” Bucky said, finally breaking the silence as the wind died down.

A cold shiver ran through your entire body and you couldn’t help but feel for Constance a little bit, even if there’s the possibility that she wasn’t real. You looked around at your friends and wondered who would be telling the next creepy story.

“So, are we ready for another story tonight?” You asked before you polished off your hot chocolate.

“I could go for another story.” Steve said as he sat next to you.

Bucky glanced around at his friends, normally he wasn’t one for storytelling but he felt like he had a good one. “I’ve got one.”

Everyone turned to Bucky, a bit surprised but ready to hear his story.

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