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banzaitaka · 3 years

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*sees DL x male reader* ah I see you are also a man of culture

May I request ayato with a witch bf 👀?? I feel like a lot of shenanigans would ensue. That and playful banter about which is better: fangs or magic?

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Bonjour

Alright, okay- *hyping myself up*

I kept this short cause it took me long enough already

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I hope this is what you wanted & you enjoy reading!

Ayato Sakamaki x male! witch! reader

Witch vs Vampire

"Hah! I won!", the male witch announced with a proud grin on his face as he looked down at the vampire who arrived at their current location just a few seconds after himself, making him the winner of the race.

"Tch.", Ayato crossed his arms over his chest and turned his head away from his boyfriend, "Only because you got that damn broom. If you didn't have it, I would've been first!"

(Y/N) rolled his eyes, deciding not to mention how Ayato said he was even faster than said broom, as to not anger him any further. The witch wasn't scared, but he still wanted to keep his kiss privilege.

The witch hopped down from his broom, holding it in his hand as he put his other on his hip, "Bet is bet, sweetie."

Ayato clicked his tongue, but starts grinning right after. The punishment for the loser wasn't that bad, it was just a little risky because neither of them were sure what would happen.

"Get your glass sphere ready. This is going to be fun.", the red-haired said as he pictured the outcome of the thing he was about to do.

The other chuckled, "You sure? He might just kill you before you're even able to do it.", (Y/N) responded before he got his glass sphere out of his infinity bag, raising an eyebrow at the vampire.

"As if I can ever be killed by anyone of my brothers. Now come I want to get this over with and carry on with the next competition."

And so the two of them headed back inside the mansion, grabbing a random pillow from a couch and started to look for a certain blonde with the witch's sphere.

"He's in the game room.", (Y/N) stated, sending a little side glance to his boyfriend, watching him figuring out how to grip the pillow for the perfect slap.

"Are you ready, baby?"

"I was born ready."

Ayato went to sneak into the game room while (Y/N) stayed in the living room, watching everything through his sphere.

Honestly, it wasn't as exciting as the both of them hoped.

Shu just stayed still as the pillow made contact with his face, just ripping it from Ayato's grip to throw it to the side before Ayato could try again as some seconds passed.

The younger brother clicked his tongue, "How boring."

(Y/N) and Ayato met up in the living room, pouting out of disappointment as they made themselves comfortable on one of the couches.

"I mean, yeah, Shu's kinda lazy, but he could've at least send you an annoyed glance or something.", the witch muttered, letting his head fall against his boyfriend's shoulder. Ayato rolled his eyes, "I knew we should've messed with Reiji's chemicals instead."

"You wanna die or somethin'?"

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Placing the ice cube mold on the counter, Ayato sent a glance to his boyfriend from the corner of his eyes, "You're not doing some magic shit with that salt, are you?"

"What do you take me for?? I'm not a cheater!", (Y/N) responded as he turned around, a small box of salt in hand. He glared at the red-haired for a few seconds before smirking, "And if I did something with the salt, it'd prolly be making it more bearable for vampire skin. Maybe then It'll actually be a challenge to win against you."

"Huh? What was that?"

Ayato's own smirk only grew as he stepped closer to his boyfriend, leaning closer to his face and slowly pushing him backwards, against the wall. (Y/N) could feel Ayato's cold breath against his skin and honestly, it was kind of hard not to steal a tiny kiss.

"You better shut that noisy mouth of yours before yours truly stops playing around."

Not waiting for an answer, the vampire stepped back and proceeded to get two ice cubes out of the mold. He offered one of them to the (Y/HC)-haired who just finished pouring a bit of salt in his hand.

(Y/N) salted Ayato's hand as well and took the ice cube from him.

"Let's set a timer.", Ayato proposed, earning a nod of agreement from the other.

The timer was already running about a minute and both males still pressed the ice cube into their salt-covered skin, trying not to show how much it actually burnt. Poison green and (Y/EC) eyes never broke the intense stare they shared, searching for any hint of discomfort to make fun of and make the other quit. Because they both were so close to quit themselves.

They didn't expect the burn being so strong.

In the end, (Y/N) was the first one to shake the salt and remains of the ice cube off his hands, "Damn it-!"

Ayato soon followed, dirtying the kitchen floor even more, a proud grin on his face, "Hah! Did it hurt so badly?" (Y/N) scoffed and stopped the timer, "Should ask you the same. Why else did you throw that thing away just after me?"

The vampire crossed his arms over his chest, "Why would I still hold it when you already lost?"

"To see how long you can do it.", the other answered, waving the phone with the timer beside his head, "It was your idea, you genius."

"Whatever.", Ayato brushed it off with a smile, "Punishment time."

The with gave his boyfriend a slap against his arm, "Don't say it like that."

That just made the vampire laugh and wrap his arms around the other's waist, "What were you thinking about, you pervert?"

(Y/N) put his hands on Ayato's chest and leaned back a bit, earning another chuckle from his boyfriend who tightened his grip around his waist ever so slighty as he leaned forward to whisper in his ear, "Do you want to be punished so bad-?"

"ALRIGHT, STOP, I'D RATHER DOWN THAT GLASS OF VINEGAR NOW-"

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tomorrowxforever · 4 years

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Dom! Yeonjun A-Z

Fem! Reader

Contains: Cups of smut. Well, not direct smut so, more insanely suggestive.

Warning(s): NSFW!!, dom! Yeonjun, bully! Yeonjun, mentions : cum play, degradation, impact play, bondage, breeding, spit, voyeurism, sir! Yeonjun, sadism, humiliation, exhibitionism

Notes: This is.. oof. I’m sorry bibi😅 I’m actually pretty fuckin proud of this one. Please keep sending in requests, October is the only month I write full fledge smut and not just suggestive.

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex):

Yeonjun is the sweetest baby when it comes to aftercare. He can get super rough when y’all are going at it ( especially if he has to punish you ) and he knows it so he makes sure to treat you like the most precious, fragile princess during aftercare.

Need something to drink? He’ll get it. Hungry? He’ll make you a sandwich. Wanna take a bath but can’t get up cause legs = jello? He’ll carry you. He will literally do anything to make sure you’re comfortable and then snuggle you like there’s no tomorrow.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

Yeonjun is an ass man all the way. Sorry, but that’s just the truth🤷. So his favorite body part on you is your ass. But he doesn’t discriminate. Big booty, lil booty. It’s all the same to him:)

Yeonjun strikes me as someone who is secretly self conscious so I don’t think he really has a favorite part of his own body. I mean, the only part of himself I can see him being fully confident in is his shlong, and even that’s after being together for awhile. So maybe that??

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically):

Junnie is into cum play so...

Yeah.

He will cum anywhere and absolutely love it.

On your face, he’ll pick it up with his fingers and make you suck it off. On your tummy, get ready for round two while he rubs it around on your skin. On your pussy, he’ll finger you with it. In your pussy, he could sit and watch it drip out of you for hours. In your mouth, you better show it to him on your tongue and either swallow it or kiss him.

And he cums quite a bit...

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

He really wants you to dom him. Just once. Cause he doesn’t know what it’s like and he’s curious. But he doesn’t know how to ask you cause he knows your his subby lil baby. And what if he ends up not liking it?

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?):

He’s definitely hooked up a couple times, so he knows what he’s doing and he knows how to please you. However, you are the first person he’s been able really explore all his interests with and his kink list has definitely expanded since he met you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying):

Either missionary or doggy.

Yeonjun likes having complete control over you and everything you do. He also likes having you suffocatingly close while he ruins you.

It changes in the middle of a round a lot too. One second you’re on your back for him, the next he’s flipped you over and is pressing your face into the pillows.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.):

He is goofy in a serious way.

Yeonjun is a bully dom, so he takes every chance he gets to make fun of you. Especially during sex.

He will tease you like there’s no tomorrow. He calls you all sorts of names and makes fun of the things you do and the way you sound, the like. He’s just straight mean.

But if you give him even the foreshadowing of the slightest lip, he’ll switch on a dime and be all jokes aside, serious Yeonjun.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.):

He keeps himself pretty trimmed down there. Not fully shaved but not super wild. I feel likes he’s the only one who actually makes sure to keep up with the up keep.

And he definitely doesn’t expect anything from you.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect):

He can be sickeningly romantic when he wants to. Rose petals, candles, slow sensual sex, the whole shibang. You cannot tell me that this boy isn’t at least a lil bit of a hopeless romantic.

And when y’all are going at it like usual he likes forcing you to look into his eyes, and he’s invading your personal space just a bit, so it’s pretty intimate.

But he can get pretty animalistic pretty fast.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

He’ll only really wack off when he’s on tour, and even then he needs your help. Whether it be Skype sex, a phone call or just looking at pictures you sent him for time just as this one, he always has to either see or hear you is some way. Or he just can’t cum.

But other then that, he doesn’t really need to wank it🤷 He’s got you so why would he need to?

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):

Buckle up kiddos-

Cum play

Degradation

Impact play (he will slap your face)

Bondage

Slight breeding kink

Spit kink

Sir kink

Voyeurism

Sadist

Humiliation kink

Almost exhibitionism

Or in other words, Yeonjun is one big kinky bully and we stan😊

L = Location (favorite places to do the do):

He’ll fuck you literaly any where. Of course, he’s not gonna start going at it in the middle of a family dinner or anything, but he’ll do it in the kitchen just a room away.

At the end of the day, he doesn’t care where or who’s around but ultimately he’s the only one who gets to see you like that.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going):

He gets turned on by the simplest of things, if you blink at him in the wrong tone than he’s pulling you away to privacy.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs):

He won’t do anything that will seriously hurt you. Sure, he’ll slap you around a bit and spank you, but he refuses to do anything that could have long lasting damage. For example, knife play.

He also isn’t 100% against sharing you with someone else, but he is hesitant as fuck.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.):

He doesn’t have a preference. Junnie loves giving and receiving equally.

For the most part, you sucking him off is actually him fucking your mouth as punishment for mouthing off or something. And when he eats you out it’s as a reward. There are some exceptions but those are true for most circumstances.

And he is absolutely fantastic at oral. Like, he just may be the best you’ve ever had. Did you see him with the grapes?

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.):

Really he does both. As most things with Yeonjun, it depends.

He could be absolutely plowing into you one second, moving so fast and being so rough that you’re wondering if he’s even human. Then the next moment he’s grinding into you and being all soft and slow. Though slow usually comes with tons of teasing.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.):

Oh, he’s all for it.

Sex is sex. And he knows how you have you crying and trembling within minutes.

Though he does prefer taking his time and torturing you, he doesn’t mind taking you quickly in a broom closet before a show or something.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.):

Jun will try almost anything once. He’s very open minded when it comes to different kinks and if he sees potential in it, he’ll do it.

And if you haven’t noticed from the previous letters, he had no problem with fucking you in a public place.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?):

He last so long I almost feel sorry for you. He’ll just hold his own orgasm while pounding into you and making you cum over and over again. Sometimes he holds out for so long you start to wonder if he’s actually enjoying it. But then he finally cums. Hard. And you’re like, oh.

He can also go like two or three rounds before he gets tired and needs a break. But they are both long, torturous rounds soo... good luck❤️

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?):

Did someone say toys? Hold up, let’s go through his toy box.

Vibrator, dildo, restraints (many different kinds), gags, blindfolds, whips, and a few paddles.

Yeah, he might have just a few🤷

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

I-

Once again, good luck.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.):

He doesn’t really moan a bunch. Mostly it’s just grunts. Oh, and he growls. Like 🥵

But he talks a lot so you get to here him make sound in the few and far between instances where he isn’t yapping your ear off (in a good way).

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character):

He lets you get away with a lot more than the typical dom would let their sub get away with. It’s mostly because he knows he can be kinda rough and mean, but also cause he loves you so much that he can’t find it in himself to actually get annoyed or upset with you sometimes. Also, your absolutely adorable when your acting up and ‘get away with it’.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes):

Let’s all say this together, big dick Yeonjun.

We all been knew. Like, c’mon. He radiates so much big dick energy I think we’d be pretty shook if he didn’t have a third leg situation going on.

So, imma say about six and a half, seven inches.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?):

He goes through fazes of having the highest sex drive in town.

Like, for two or three weeks it seems like he can’t get enough of you. It’s almost every night that y’all are doin somethin. Or he’s playin Wack a Jun.

But the he’s back to normal and has the sex drive of any average dude.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

He try’s to stay awake until you fall asleep. But baby is just so worn out🥺

Y’all start cuddling and he’s out like a light.

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cranetreegang · 3 years

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Witcher Fanfic with OC Characters: Part 1: I Need Your Help

A/N: So... I've never actually played the Witcher, or read any of the books. I've only seen the tv show and movie and random videos on Youtube. But I know enough about it to make me wanna write this.

Lanas and Nisalla are OC and I don't plan on included any actual characters from the original games/books because I'm kinda doing my own thing here and I don't wanna butcher them by accident. I don't know what time period this is set in either. I'm thinking in the future of where Witcher 3 takes place... maybe. I apologize for any wrongness I may make in regards to Witcher lore, and am very open to corrections. I like writing semi-believe/semi-accurate fanfics. Also, any input is greatly appreciated and welcomed. With that being said, I do hope you enjoy!

Summary: Lanas, a lone witcher just finishing a job in Ivalo, is looking to head to the next contract when a strange woman offers him a job. Will he accept, or will he ignore her request?

Warnings: Mild cursing

Word Count: ~1,600 words

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Lanas stared into his pale brown ale with more content than he’s felt all month. The tavern was void of lively patrons, save him. Not that he was a lively patron by any means. In fact, far from it as he sipped his mild drink in comfortable silence. He had been in Ivalo for over a week tracking down a Spriggan that was terrorizing the logging crew. Lanas murmured a curse to the greedy lumberjacks that ventured into the forest for their prized wood, and tore down the Spriggan’s home; causing this whole mess.

Lanas took a hearty swig that barely stung his throat. The tavern's thin walls shook from the lumber yard back in business thanks to Lanas’ swift execution of the Spriggan. With only four loggers dead from the Spriggan’s revenge, Lanas was rewarded with enough crowns to get him down the road. And he was ready to get as far away from this shithole as possible. The smell of putrid waste hung in the air everywhere you went in Ivalo. Which was enough to keep him in a constant bad mood.

He stared at his empty drink with thoughts to get more when the door flew open to the tavern. The draft brought in the fresh scent of mud, a mixture of human and animal feces, and a hint of Damiana.

“There you are!” A female voice called out to the empty room. Lanas didn’t bother to turn towards her and he made a silent prayer that she wasn’t talking to him. He heard the wood creak and groan until she plopped down across from him.

The auburn haired woman was unfamiliar to Lanas. Her dark reddish hair framed around her face and just touched her shoulders. The numerous freckles dotting her pale skin only served to make her look younger than she really was. Her lips, a dull shade of vermilion, formed a bright smile that suited her well, and made her appear warm and easy to talk to. Her cheeks were well-defined, but not overly sharp. Her storm gray eyes were soft, and directed right into Lanas’ dark amber ones without a hint of fear. She wore dark brown, nearly black, leather armor that was made specially for her. A black cloak hung off her back that didn’t conceal the silver-tipped bow poking past her head. Overall, her presence didn't give Lanas much concern or second-thoughts.

“You’re a hard person to find, witcher.” She drummed her covered fingers on the worn table that had several slashes and holes from years of misuse. “But, luckily for you, I’m a very determi-, hey! Where’re you going?”

Lanas had stood up from his seat and was slumbering over to the lone fat bartender by the entrance.

“Another.” Lanas gruffly ordered while setting his mug down on the bar. The barkeep looked between him and the woman running up to him with a knowing smirk.

“Ya’ll need a’least three if ya don’t wanna go deaf ‘fore the day’s done.” The bartender laughed at his joke while pouring more ale into the mug. The woman let out a sharp scoff then crossed her arms.

“I’d say that hurt my feelings, but that would imply that I care what you think.” She spat.

“I’ll take those other two now.” Lanas sighed.

The woman leaned on the bar with her full body turned towards the annoyed witcher. She looked over him with interest. Sizing him up, it seemed. He was at least a head taller than her and far more broad than she. His shaggy raven black hair hung past his pierced ears. The two studs in his ears weren’t of any value, from what she could tell, and he didn’t possess any other forms of jewelry besides his silver amulet laying on his décolleté. His face was well-defined like that of a wolf and he had a fine stubble of dark hair on his lower face. Even though he was broad, he was still lean and agile.

The armor he wore was quite heavy just by looking at it. Scratched metal covered parts of his chests, forearms, and legs while thick quilted earthy brown leather protected everything else. Her eyes strayed on his silver bear amulet for a moment too long. Lanas bared his sharp teeth at her and she smiled sheepishly at him.

“I’m sorry. Very rude to stare, I know. I just couldn’t help but notice your bear thing.” She pointed at his medallion, making him promptly shove the necklace underneath his armor.

The barkeep placed Lanas’ three drinks in front of him then turned his attention to the woman. “If ye gonna be botherin’ folks, ya better orda somethin’. Else, git.”

The woman waved her hand at the barkeep to dismiss him. “As I was saying, before you walked away, I’ve been looking for you.”

Lanas chugged the first ale and let out a satisfied sigh. He turned his head slightly towards her and seemed disappointed that she was still there. He began drinking his second mug as she continued speaking.

“I’ve been tracking, what I believe to be, a cyclops.” She said with her eyes wide in enthusiasm. “I know! Exciting, right?”

Lanas finished his second mug, and was working his third.

“This cyclops has been picking off poor travelers on the road from here to Dorian. It’s been hiding out in the forest then swooping in to smash everyone to bits.” Her fist slammed on the wooden bar to emphasize her point.

Lanas also slammed his empty mug down then wiped off the ale slipping down his stubbled chin. He shoved himself away from the bar and began to leave the tavern. He didn’t make it far down the street before the woman was beside him once more.

“You’re seriously still gonna leave. Even though a cyclops is terrorizing people!” She exclaimed over the roaring noise from the lumber mill that vibrated the muddy ground they slogged through.

Lanas rolled his eyes. “Cyclops keep to themselves.” He tried to speed up his pace, but she easily matched him.

“Yes. Yet, it’s still out there causing havoc.”

“Not my problem.” Lanas dismissed with a grunt.

“Oh, you’re one of those witchers. I see. Not your problem until someone pays for it to be your problem.” She reached into her pack to produce a well-sized sack that made a nice clanking noise. She held it out in front of Lanas, who slowed down his stride to better examine the dangling prize.

She grinned at his interest. “Ah, there we go. Should’ve done this sooner. I’ll pay you to help me kill this cyclops.”

Lanas went to grab the pouch when she yanked it out of his reach. His scowl consumed his already harsh features. “I get paid now, woman.”

“It’s Nisalla. Nis for short. And no.” She shoved the pouch back into her pack. “Not until you agree. Can’t have you running off on me.”

Lanas glared down at Nis, but she just smiled back. Lanas let out a low growl and stomped ahead. “I don’t work with others. Especially not humans.”

“If you’re worried about me dying, don’t. I can handle myself.”

“That’s what they all say.” Lanas grumbled under his breath. “And I don’t care if you die. You might get me killed because you do something stupid.”

She let out a sharp gasp while clutching over her heart. “You wound me, witcher. Truly. Especially since I haven’t done anything stupid so far.”

One of his black brows rose as he side-eyed her. “You’re following me around. Testing my patience. I’d say that’s stupid.”

She hummed to herself in thought. “Reckless, maybe. I don’t think it’s stupid though.”

Lanas stopped walking, causing Nis to stop as well. Lanas got right in her face, forcing her to look up at him, and glared at her.

“Whatever it is,” his jaw was clenched so tightly that the words coming out sounded like hisses, “it won’t matter when I slit your throat and feed your entrails to the wolves if you keep bothering me.”

Nis’ brows rose and her stormy eyes widened. Her heart beat a bit quicker as she stared into his glowing amber eyes with slits like a cat ready to pounce on her. Then she let out a nervous giggle as she patted his shoulder. “You almost got me there. Nearly pissed myself, honestly!” She laughed as he stared at where she touched him in furious disgust.

She motioned with an exaggerated arm movement down the muddy path, “Come now. I think if I stay here a moment longer, I’m gonna cut my nose off. This place smells like shit.” She sauntered towards the stables, with a couple of bystanders flipping her off for her blatant comment. Lanas stared after her with his fists balled tightly at his side.

“She didn’t even flinch.” He grumbled under his breath. He chuckled to himself that maybe she wouldn’t faint at the sight of this supposed cyclops. He caught up to her at the stables to find her preparing a sorry looking red roan. She hopped onto the mare and flashed Lanas a pleased smile.

“So, you are coming then?” She asked.

Lanas went over to his tanned stallion and petted the beast’s muzzle. He saw the burning curiosity brimming in the young horse’s eyes.

“We’re off again, Horse.” He patted the side of the horse’s neck before hopping on Horse's back.

“Horse? You named your horse, Horse?” Nis questioned.

Lanas sent Horse trotting ahead and Nis turned her mare to follow. She giggled to herself at the unoriginality before asking, “What’s your name, witcher? Or is that your actual name?”

She tossed the heavy leather pouch to the witcher. He looked inside the bag, and was pleased to see it filled with golden crowns glittering in the sunlight. He stuffed it into his saddle bags then glanced over at Nis awaiting eagerly for his answer.

“Lanas.”

Nis said the name quietly to herself then grinned. “Alright, that was half. You get the other half after you kill the one-eyed beast. Try to keep up, Lanny.” She took off ahead of Lanas, who watched her with an irritated scowl. If this cyclops doesn’t kill her, Lanas was sure he would.

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deliciouspeachpirate · 3 years

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A/N First off, I am so sorry that this took so long. This is a combination of two prompts form @prettyinlimegreenboots; “I got *blank* for Secret Santa and I have no idea how to pick a gift” and “Will you help me go Christmas shopping.” This isn’t my best work, and I’m so sorry that its so late, but I hope you guys still like it!

It was late enough that they had finally put most of the littles to sleep, even with their protests about wanted to play cards with the older boys longer. Jack ended up winning them over with the promise of playing in the snow after selling the next day, but reminding them that they would be too tired to play if they didn't sleep. Crutchie was sitting on one end on the worn out couch watching Albert, Finch, and Jojo play poker on the floor. Race was sitting with his legs across the part of the couch Crutchie wasn’t occupying and halfheartedly fiddling with his cigar. While Crutchie was enjoying laughing at the trash talk happening between the three on the ground as the game got more competitive, he was also keeping a close eye on Race.

Race looked a little down and had been pretty quiet all day, which wasn’t like him at all. Crutchie was pretty sure it had started this morning, maybe even before they left for the circulation gate. He knew that sometimes it was just so hard for Race to sleep that he ended up staying up all night, or the nightmares got too bad, or he was thinking about his parents or the future or any number of things he shouldn’t have to worry about. Seeing as how he couldn’t think of anything that could have set him off, poor sleep for whatever reason was probably the most likely reason for Race’s sullenness. Whatever was going on though, Crutchie was bound and determined to do something about it.

When Race stood up and said he was going to go take a smoke out on the steps (Jack would kill him if he did it inside) Crutchie saw it as his opportunity to either confront him or just quietly support him, he wasn’t quite sure yet what the situation would call for. He waited until the boys were once again focused on another round before quietly leaving his place to go outside. Opening the front door and slipping out, Crutchie wasn’t surprised to see that Race wasn’t actually smoking. What he did see worried him even more though.

Race was sitting on the steps, resting his arms on his knees and his head was hanging down. He was still holding his cigar between his fingers, but even the fact that he wasn’t messing with it in some way was worrying on its own. He didn’t seem to have noticed Crutchie yet even as he slid down and maneuvered his leg so that he could sit by him. Crutchie let out a sigh which he could see in the frosty air and pulled his vest around him a bit tighter. He hadn’t thought that with it being nighttime in the middle of December in New York he probably should have brought out a coat for both of them. Who knows how long they would end up being out here in the cold. The two newsies sat in silence for a few moments before Crutchie spoke up.

“Hey, Racer, I know that ya don’t really like talking when you’se upset ‘bout somethin’ so ya don’t hafta, but ya know I’m here if ya need me. We can talk bout whatever's botherin’ ya or I can try and distract ya if you’d rather.”

Race didn’t say anything, but Crutchie wasn’t worried about it yet. He knew Race well enough to know that he would say something when he was ready and not before. So he sat next to him on the front steps, scooting closer and shivering slightly when a harsh gust of wind threatened to ruin what little warmth they had. After a few minutes without any acknowledgment, Race sighed and leaned his head against Crutchie’s shoulder.

“I kinda just don’t wanna talk about it.” His voice was small and it twisted Crutchie’s heart to hear his normally cocky and upbeat brother sound so defeated.

“Okay that’s fine. So ya know that Secret Santa thing Katherine suggested?”

Race only grunted a bit in response.

“Well I got Elmer for it and I have no idea how to pick a gift. I mean, yeah the kid’ll be happy with whatever but I still wanna get him something special, ya know?”

Crutchie put his arm around Race and pulled him closer to try and warm him up and knowing that it would comfort him at least a little. He started talking about all the things he could think of to get Elmer, hoping that he could get Race to say something without pressuring him. Race nestled himself closer to Crutchie’s side and Crutchie rubbed up and down his arm.

“I think he likes poetry.” Race’s voice was nothing more than a broken whisper. “Go to the library, copy something down? Maybe draw a picture to go with it?”

Crutchie smiled down at him, “That’s a good plan Racer. We can check with Davey tomorrow and see if he knows anything pretty Elmer might like. Kath might know something too.”

Thinking for a moment, Crutchie realized something that might help cheer Race up.

“Ay, will ya help me go Christmas shopping tomorrow then? We can meet up after sellin’ or something.”

“Can you really call it Christmas ‘shopping’ if you aren’t actually buying anything?” Race tilted his head up to look Crutchie in the eye as he spoke. Crutchie knew the eye contact and the little joke was major progress.

“Hey, you can call it whatever ya want just as long as we find something good.”

Race huffed slightly and Crutchie knew that he felt far better than before. The two of them fell into comfortable silence after that and Race closed his eyes with a tiny smile on his face. A while later when Crutchie looked down at him, he realized that Race had fallen asleep. How he had managed to do that it the cold, he had no idea.

Not wanting to wake Race up, afraid that if he did he might not get back to sleep again, Crutchie maneuvered his crutch behind him so that he could knock it against the door. It swung open almost immediately and Jack stepped out, bending down to take Race into his arms without a word. Crutchie knew that he had probably been standing just inside worrying about Race and waiting to see if they needed him. Crutchie smiled at the thought and walked inside, closing the door on the cold air and flurries that were falling outside and followed Jack up the stairs to the bunk rooms.

Crutchie pulled back the blankets on Race’s bunk so that Jack could put down his sleeping form. He decided to leave Jack to tuck him in, instead starting over to their shared bunk in the corner. He caught sight of Jack smoothing back Race’s hair and kissing his forehead gently as he brought the too thin blankets up around him.

Jack was going to want to know if Crutchie had learned anything about what was bothering Race, he’d been getting increasingly worried about Race not getting enough sleep, but that was going to have to wait for the morning. While they didn’t know exactly what the problem was yet or how to fix it, there was no way Crutchie was going to let Race deal with it on his own. After all, a family looks out for each other.

#newsies #newsies fanfiction #racetrack higgins #race #crutchie morris #crutchie #platonic #these two are bros #crutchie is a good friend #sorry this isn't my best work #writing has been a bit difficult lately but I'm hoping to start turning stuff out faster #jack kelly #he wasn't originally going to be in this #but it kinda happened #i hope you guys liked it!

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summonerscenarios · 4 years

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Hmmm,,, how about somethin fluffy,,,How about Shiro, Kengo, Ryota & Toji reaction hcs to Mc being causally physically affectionate w/friends. With the boys also being on the receiving end of this. Like hugs, head rubs, hand holding, general leaning/relaxing against em etc. I tend to think Mc is touch starved bc of their total lack of prior connections. So they just kinda see their friends and think "oh hell yeah my faves, time for love and appreciation"

IN THIS HOUSE LOVING THE BROS HOURS IS 24/7 365 DAYS A YEAR 👏👏👏 I too hc that the MC is touch starved so all friends are immediately on their affection list ON SIGHT. Kept this a lil short as I’m running on a bit of burnout but I do hope that you enjoy these fluffy love and appreciation hours 💖💖💖

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Shiro

Shiro’s used to Ryota usually being the openly affectionate one so he’s used to receiving hugs and general affectionate gestures from him, however getting that kind of affection from you is new and thus frankly leaves him quite flustered about it.

When you first swoop in for a friendly hug he lets out an embarrassingly loud yelp because you just about sweep him off of his feet as you pull him into your arms, squeezing him close just for good measure and laughing by the time you finally put him back down. His glasses are skewed and he’s trying to ignore his reaction as he clears his throat and warns you about being more careful next time you wanna hug him, but honestly it’s hard to take the sentiment seriously when his cheeks are turning red in embarrassment.

Once he gets used to the casual affectionate gestures he really doesn’t mind that you’re so eager to coddle and cuddle up to your friends - he’s also the first of the Summoners to reason that this probably stems as a result of lack of connections prior to coming to Tokyo. So when you sidle up to rest your head against his shoulder to see what he’s doing or wrap your arms around him, Shiro finds himself glad that you guys are so close that you’re comfortable displaying affection and finds himself appreciating these little moments even if he’s more hesitant than you are to initiate them.

Shiro likes when you lay against his side, finding any tension rolling off of his shoulders feeling you relaxed and at ease next to him, and this is especially true whenever he’s reading or working on sorting out the guild’s affairs. Sometimes you’ll coax him to lay his head in your lap while he reads something out to you, giving you the chance to idly run your hands through his hair as he does so - it’s comforting to him and a great way to calm him down if you ever notice that he’s particularly stressed; just be prepared for Ryota and Agyo to slide right in asking for the same treatment the second that Shiro’s head leaves your lap.

Sometimes Shiro’s just not in the mood for affection and needs a little bit of space so when he’s feeling a bit overwhelmed you can be sure that his little D-evils are more than happy to waddle up for you to fuss to your heart's content. A handful drop right down into your lap reaching up to you eagerly awaiting head pats, others clutch your arms with bright eyes vying for your attention, and you’ve even got one perched atop your shoulders at one point to play with your hair. For anyone who loves affection these lil kiddos are always in need of some cuddle and affection! Though they of course want Shiro to get some attention too so the both of you end up getting swarmed.

Kengo

Kengo sees how openly affectionate you are with the Summoners and your other friends and he’s immediately like “Oh it’s loving the bros hours? Aight bet” and then proceeds to just about knock you right back onto your ass with how aggressively he goes in for some good ol’ affection. He’s really rather chill about dishing out affection and takes it in stride way more than Shiro does - plus why wouldn’t he wanna show his appreciation for you and the other Summoners!

His hugs are just a liiiiittle bit too tight so whenever you pull him into one expect him to go all out, returning it with just as much vigor - they’re honestly the best but if you aren’t used to them they can easily knock the wind out of you. Sometimes you’ll have to give him a bit of a nudge to loosen his grip because wow are your poor ribs gonna feel sore by the time he lets you go. When on the receiving end of hugs the first time you pulled him into one he did admittedly freeze up a bit awkwardly, giving you a couple pats on the back until you’d filled your hug quota and let him go. Though Kengo’s a lot more prepared the next time you show his affection now that he knows that you’re cool with it.

His type of casual physical affection is slightly more rough and tumble than Ryota’s and Shiro’s, slinging often slinging an arm around you and ruffling your hair until it’s all kinds of mussed up under his fingers. He only laughs when you playfully try to swat him away but is quick to dive out of your hands’ line of fire when you attempt to pull the same thing on him. There’s plenty of small ways he expressed his affection to you too - high fives, resting his arm over your shoulder, giving you piggybacks (though he’ll outright refuse if you try to do that same to him and threatens to drop you whenever you tease him about it) are all part of the experience when it comes to affection from Kengo.

Most of his affection is saved for when it’s just you guys chilling - while he’s learned not to give a damn about what others think of his whole rough-n-tumble attitude he still gets a bit awkward when you go in for some affectionate gestures surrounded by people. He isn’t sure why but that’s just how it usually goes, but when he sees how happy you get when you’re able to keep physically close to your friends he’ll put his gripes aside and pull you close because of course he wants to see you happy about it.

Ryota

Ryota himself is also casually affectionate with all of his friends! He’s always giving others hugs, head pats and looping his arm with theirs and other equally sweet gestures because to him it’s just another way to show his friends how much he loves and appreciates them. The only reason that he was hesitant with you at first was because he worries just in case you aren’t comfortable with physical contact and the opportunity to ask you just never came up before. So once he knows that you’re okay with affection and that you’re just as open with expressing it he is absolutely HERE FOR IT.

You guys hold hands all of the time - going between classes or out shopping he loves the casual intimacy which is also a plus so that neither of you get separated in big crowds. He always greets you with some kind of affectionate gesture but his go to is hugs - sometimes the two of you just spot each other when you’re back at the safehouse or leaving the school grounds and it’s a race between the two of you for who can pull the other into a hug first. This on more than one occasion has led to you both nearly toppling over (and actually a couple of times) but you guys are too busy being in absolute stitches about it to even really care. There’s something about hugging your friends and it being reciprocated with just as much enthusiasm that honestly just melts his heart into a puddle of happy feelings - serotonin to the MAX.

TOUCHED STARVED BROS FOR LIFE.Like seriously I feel like sometimes Ryota get’s pretty starved for affection and he finds comfort in reaching out to others for said affection or just as a way to express his appreciation so when he can’t he can get pretty down about it. AND THAT’S WHERE YOU COME IN. Both of you vibe off of each others desire for affectionate gestures so when the other’s lacking in the affection department it doesn’t take long before you gravitate to each other and one of the other Summoners finds Ryota draped across your lap with his head buried in your shoulder as you chat and play games. 9 times out of 10 you end up dragging said Summoner into a cuddle pile too - you two are affectionate forces to be reckoned with.

Ryota always wants to hold people’s hands in some way and it’s a pretty decent way to tell how he’s feeling based on how he holds your hand and how tight his grip is. Sometimes the two of you are walking together and his hand will just gravitate to hook his pinky finger with yours and it’s honestly the cutest thing ever. When he’s feeling more anxious or clingy he’ll interlock fingers and pull your hands right next to him so that you guys can stick close. And you’re not the only one who gets this treatment too - physically feeling that his friends are there is something that Ryota might not even realize keeps him grounded but he enjoys the openness that he can share with you all.

Toji

Toji’s arguably the most awkward in regards to receiving and giving affection. He sees you expressing it so openly with your friends and though he’ll complain that you’re too bold and uncouth he can see the appeal of sharing such a closeness with your allies. (he’s also a lowkey little jealous that you seriously aren’t afraid about being so open with those forms of expression)

The first time you are casually affectionate with him catches him off guard. The two of you were studying together, sat side by side when you put your book down with an exaggerated sigh and then proceeded to lean against him, resting your head atop his shoulder to look down at his own textbook. Toji immediately tensed and jolted so sharply that your head fell off his shoulder and you dropped sideways right into his lap, which only created more of an outburst as you just about keeled over laughing at the absolute shock on his face.

With some time and a couple of warnings however Toji begins gradually warming up to your affectionate gestures though he never quite gets used to how casual you are about pulling him and the other Summoners in for hugs and head pats. It’s gotten to the point where he’s beginning to learn to accept it and anticipate when you come in for the next round of ‘love and appreciation hours’. You know that B99 with the run and leap? Yeah that’s basically your friendship now - the amount of times that you’ve come full pelt at him while he’s busy or holding something probably breaks a record somewhere but you’re confident that he’ll always catch you and he does! The lecture and costs of some of the things you’ve accidentally broke in these endeavors is well worth it.

Don’t expect much from Toji in regards to initiating affection at first, he’s awkward and stiff about it to all hell so just take it a little bit at a time to show him that the occasional head pat or cuddle isn’t going to kill him. Speaking of head pats that’s the most common ones he gives you, it started off as just a quick pat before he turns back to whatever he was doing before but eventually he gets comfortable enough that whenever you’re lying next to/against him his hand will immediately gravitate towards your head, running his fingers through your hair and rubbing your head soft yet just firm enough that you could probably fall asleep if he keeps at it for long enough.

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calm-me-down-oh · 4 years

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How about all the questions ;)

skdsjf ofc u would get me back for that, under a readmore bc theres a lot!

When was the last time you masturbated? Yesterday! Had a.. very hot convo w my gf

Do you enjoy being fingered/fingering? Uhh the only time Ive had it done to me the person had to stop bc they got uncomfy with it and it was overall just a bit odd,, wait it happened a second time and their nails were too sharp also sdkfhsdh I feel like I could get to like it though? If its like, actually properly done rather than my current experiences sdhfk

How do you feel about food during sex? nno thanks mostly? I guess it can kinda depend on the food though idk, like if my gf suggested somethin I might not mind trying it out depending on what it was yknow

What do you do directly after sex? um.. well afaik just kinda lay/sit in a daze for a moment, mayb have some water, get real clingy, kind of have to be nudged into doing stuff bc i guess my brain just stops working skjdfkj

Cuddle with the tip in? Hell yeah. cuddle with it all in. sounds good.

What’s the nastiest sexual thing you’ve done? I don’t think I’ve really done anything nasty sdjkfsj all the sex ive had has been quite brief and vanilla idk

Name a follower you would fuck. @you-better-make-me!

Name a follower you have fucked. None..

What’s the sexiest part of your body? Idk man I guess my thighs are ok people seem to like them anyway

FuckMarryKill: DJ Khalid, Rick Ross, Fat Joe Am i supposed to know who these people are

Would you ever be with a trans person? i think the real question is would i ever be with a cis person (yes i would be with a trans person i am with 2 trans people and i am trans and i havent dated anyone cis since i was like 15)

Riding dick or doggy style? yes

Ever fucked in a school? Nope

Most random place you’ve had sex? havent really had sex in a random place lmao just beds

Would you ever be part of the mile high club? maybe..? thats having sex on a plane right. idk. maybe

Name three of your spots. what does this mean fkjd

Fuck on the first date? Depends

Do you suck dick? I’m sure gonna try!

Do you eat ass? Idk maybe not skdfjhsjk

Do you eat pussy? Haven’t yet, nearly did, got too nervous sdkjfh

Do you like kissing? So much!!

Is farting during sex sexy? I.. I mean its not sexy but like im also not gonna have a negative reaction. unless its me. that is something im admittedly very nervous about fkjd

Ever fucked in the shower? Nope

How old were you when you lost your virginity? Uh............ good question. 19 or 20 i forget if it was before my birthday but within the last year. unless you only count penetrative sex, then I haven’t yet

Do you prefer sex in the morning, afternoon, or night? Y..yes? I suppose afternoon/night is usually a better time, morning is jsut sleepy and trying to remember how to exist hours

Do you like drunk sex? Haven’t had it but I do get horny when I drink, wouldn’t be against trying it with someone I trust

Do you like high sex? Again never had it! And I haven’t really been high either so Idk

FuckMarryKill: Nicki Minaj; Cardi B; Kash Doll N..none for any

When was your first kiss? I was like 13 I think

How did you meet the person you lost your virginity to? College

Have you ever faked an orgasm? Nope. Wait maybe. Kind of. Idk when I was younger I was with this guy who would try get me to touch myself n I hadn’t figured out how to make it feel good so I’d just lie and say I was when i wasnt bc i didnt wanna do it so maybe at some point i said i came when i hadnt sdfhks

Ever painted/been painted on? Yeah but not in like a horny way, my ex would paint on my hand as kinda their way of flirting with me

You like sex toys? Sure

What’s your favorite sex position? Personally think missionary is underrated bc that closeness and being able to cling just sounds v good but also getting fucked from behind face down ass up also sounds,, v good lately

Sex on a bed, couch, or floor? beddd, maybe couch, floor just seems uncomfortable

Do you like car sex? Never had it, just seems a bit awkward but I guess I’d be open to trying it

You get instantly horny; what happened? My neck got bit!

FuckMarryKill: Trey Songz, Chris Brown, August Alsina. Kill chris brown. idk who the others are

Describe your crush. Don’t have one!

Woukd you ever be with someone with an incurable STD? Uh... Idk? I mean, theres preventative measures for basically all std’s right? So as long as those are taken so i dont also get it I guess it’d be ok

Rate your head game. No clue dkfhdsj

Rate your sex. Awkward!

Would you fuck someone outside of your race? ?? yes. what kind of question is this

Describe the type of freak you are. idk what this means but what first came to mind was ‘pet’ so take that as u will

Ever tasted your own nut/cum? Sure

Into golden showers? Nope

Body count: Under or Over 25? Wayyy under

How do you feel about nipple play? Uh depends! Not into being harsh like clamps etc just seems like itd hurt n not in a good way, but playing w/ them w ur hands and sucking on them. very good

Where do you like to be nutted on? chest/stomach seems good

Which are you better at: topping or bottoming? bottoming

What do you consider “too small?” Idk man dick is dick idc

Is play fighting foreplay? It sure can be!

Do you like angry sex? In concept maybe, in reality itd just kinda scare me

How long should a quickie be? Idk.. quick

How long is “too long” to have sex? Idk sex ends whenever one of u wants to stop, don’t think u can go too long if ur both comfortable with it

How long is “too long” to go without sex? Listen i.. am not the person to be asking this I’ve had sex maybe 3 times spread out over almost a year. i have never regularly had sex

Is “no” relevant in a relationship? Incredibly relevant!! Always!! Unless you’ve discussed beforehand that its ok to ignore it and have a safeword in place instead!! and then that safeword is not to be ignored!!

Do you believe in no-strings-attached sex? Sure but idk if i could do it

Would you have sex in a public bathroom? mmmaybe....

Would you have sex in a changing room? mmmmmmmmaybe

Who was the last person you had sex with? My ex

Describe your type. Idk I have the weirdest type i think they have like nothing in common then theyll all turn around and be into the same stuff or something its v strange

Name 3 turn-ons. Biting, just making out sometimes tbh, skin contact in places usually covered by clothes or under clothes..

Name 3 turn-offs. Umm. i definitely have turn offs but whenever im asked my mind goes blank. I guess being overly rough, hair pulling im undecided on tbh, and oh i usually dont like having my ass smacked but idk if itd change if it were like.. in the middle of sex

Name something that would make you stop in the middle of sex. Bad pain or panicking or it seems like the other person is uncomfortable. or someones knocking on the door for some reason sdkfjs

Would you answer a phone call during sex? no omg

Would you ever pay for sex? Nah.

Would you accept money for sex? Uh. Maybe? Wouldnt ask for it tho

How do you typically feel after sex? Mostly affectionate and good, but w the last person i was with sometimes it seemed like they just wanted it over and done with so i would get kinda nervous and guilty over that,, idk

Do you like your body? Nah

Ever sent nudes? Yep

Have you ever cheated on someone? Yeah he was abusive

Have you ever been cheated on? Idk, maybe, wait i think the guy i cheated on tried saying he cheated on me too but idk if he was just trying to get back at me so

Would you have a threesome? If I trust the people sure

Would you have a foursome? Same as above

Would you take part in an orgy? Uhh idk maybe, same as above applies tho

Would you let’s train be ran on you? Again if I trust the people yeah sure

How often do you masturbate? Idk it really depends sometimes im really horny and its like daily maybe more than once a day and then sometimes i just dont for like. a while

Sex with the lights on or off? on.. how are u meant to see what ur doing otherwise sdjkhfs

Sex with music or tv in the background? Sure, idc really. Though i have a thing if its like.. kids stuff.........dont do that..........

Do you have a cousin you’d fuck if you weren’t related? wtf no

In your last relationships, rate the sex? Uhh... good? I mean, good at the time, though like i said sometimes felt a bit rushed, and that now makes sense and i have very mixed feelings on it but mostly guilt bc the person i was with has since said they werent really into it. so.

Do you sleep naked? Nah I at least have underwear on

How often do you go commando? Never

Are your nipples pierced? If not, would you get them pierced? Nope

Do you dive right into sex, or converse first? Uh, depends? Talking about it beforehand or even during can be good though. But i guess it doesnt have to be Right before it, it can be a bit in advance

After taking your clothes off, what’s the first move? Kiss.. touch,, etc,,

Do you make the first move? Um. w my ex i kinda had to bc as i said, i later found out they werent really into it. other than that i generally dont tho bc im very nervous abt all that, kinda especially after that discovery hdfbghf

Have you ever had sex with more than one person in a day? Nope

Do you like dryhumping ? Sure

Can you twerk or do a split on a dick? Probably not

Have you ever been recorded during sex? No but I’ve had a dream abt being recorded sucking someones dick it was weird

Do you watch porn during sex? W. who does that. how can u focus on that. why would u watch sex when ur having sex skdjfhsjdk

After fucking, do you try becoming friends with a one night stand? Never had a one night stand

What’s your kink? Praise! Marking! Collars!

Would you hook up with the same hook-up again? I don’t think i could have a hook up tbh so no

Ever made a relationship from a one night stand? nope

How romantic are you during sex? uh.. idk havent rly had chance to try being romantic during sex but soft sex sounds v good imo

Describe your sex in 5 words or less. in my experience so far? nervous and kinda awkward

#god rip to my gf when every question i answer abt what its like having sex w me is just 'uh! awkward!'#Anonymous

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harley-quinnn · 5 years

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Home - Part Two

Joker x Reader (as daughter) x Harley

{A/N} The moment I kept you guys waiting way too long for! I am so sorry, but I do hope you enjoy this part two! Thank you guys for the love, you don’t know how much it pushes me to keep writing even when I’m feeling overwhelmed with other things! Also, I apologize for the format, I am posting this from my phone but will fix it soon!

xo Harley

Warning: Kinda fluffy!

“I don’t know about this guys..” you started nervously, chewing your lower lip. “I don’t think my dad.. Bruce, is going to take too kindly to this.”

“Don’t be silly, sugar! He’s gotta understand, ya have ta’ do what you wanna do first an’ foremost!” Harley assured you, squeezing your shoulder.

Today was special. After a sort of battle royale for days over who was to keep your attention, you finally got Bruce to allow you some time with your biological parents, The Joker and Harley Quinn.

“Do ya like it?!” Harley asked excitedly, bubbling over like champagne in a flute as she waved a hand out to gesture toward an abandoned, yet still lively fairground full of carnival games and graffiti.

“We found this old dump an’ turned it inta’ paradise,” she swooned, prancing over to The Joker, who was leaning against a large lamp post, his eyes intently on Harley as she approached him.

“We wanted to make things… homey,” he grinned, every metal tooth seeming to gleam under the flashing lights.

You looked around, clearly impressed by their own ability to run a working carnival, no matter how sinister it looked, under the cities radar. It wasn’t until you set sights on your favorite game that your eyes lit up just as much as your mother’s. You knew Bruce was worried, but something in you told you there was nothing to be worried about. It all seemed to melt away, an excited feeling replacing all of the negative.

“Oh! There’s a shooting game!” You exclaimed, running off to the other side of the makeshift fair. “These are my favorite!”

As you stepped up to the booth, you noticed the bullet holes and the worn down decor even closer. The gun that sat atop of the long counter was real, not like the plastic ones you’d handled at the actual fair. Reluctantly, you placed your hand around it, the trigger fitting just nicely under your finger as you swallowed hard. You’d never held a real gun before, Bruce never allowed anything of the sort, but something in you felt like this was all too right.

You licked your lips, leaning down a bit with full concentration as you kept your eye on the target. There were purple and green teddy bears with fluff hanging out of the seams -and some possibly tainted with blood- hanging from the booths awning. You wanted one, and not because you asked, but because you earned it.

A rush of what could’ve been mistaken for madness washed over you as you pulled the trigger, tearing a hole into the target, then another and another, and another. All until you ran out of ammunition to continue the game. The buzzers ran wild, organ music began to play, and the targets roughly reset themselves as you reached up to grab a bear.

Just as you did, you felt a cold hand grab yours, tearing it from its place in the air. Reaction had you looking toward the person responsible, and you realized it was The Joker.

“Where on earth did you learn to aim like that..?” He asked, clearly bewildered at your skills.

“I.. I don’t know. It just felt.. right,” you trailed off, your eyes set on his.

His stare was cold, but within them held a hint of pride for his daughter. You were able to find that and pull it all the way out, feeling proud of yourself all of the sudden.

“Pretty good, right?” You asked, a large grin on your face as your hands seemed to place themselves on your hips.

“Pretty good?” He repeated, as though it were an understatement.

“I say you’d give Deadshot a run for his money!” Harley chimed in, sitting atop a cotton candy stall counter and pulling bits of pink and blue fluff from a paper cone.

The Joker then reached up for the bear you had your eye on, yanking it down from its spot and handing it over to you. Though he still seemed harsh, there was a softness to the gesture you didn’t think you’d ever see from the likes of him, daughter or not. He was still getting used to the notion, it was all too clear, but you could tell he already had a soft spot for you.

“She’s not wrong..” he growled, seeming deep in thought, as though he were plotting something.

“Aw, J, look at us!” Harley swooned. “We’re a lil’ family, just like I always wanted! She’s playin’ games and you’re handin’ her bears.. We’re makin’ up for lost time already.”

You smiled, a warmth radiating through your heart as you clutched onto the bear, holding it close to your chest.

You were happy- happy with them. It wasn’t that you didn’t love Bruce, he was your father for your entire life up to this point, after all. Still, as you sat there, soaking in your father's pride and delighting in your mother’s pure joy, your thoughts trailed back to him. Clutching on to the bear just a bit harder, you tried to keep your composure. A rush of emotions seemed to flood your head and chest until they had nowhere else to go. The sound of Harley’s small giggles were quickly drowned out by the sound of your sniffles as you wiped your cheek with the stuffed animals ear.

Immediately, Harley was off of the counter and standing in front of you, her hands placed on your arms with a look of concern on her features. The Joker was beside her, his eyes on her only as his face turned back to that of a calculating coldness. It looked as though he weren’t even sure what was going to happen next.

“Sweetie, what’s tha’ matter? Don’t ya like tha’ carnival games? Aren’t ya havin’ fun with us?” Her voice pitched higher with each question, sounding as though she might break down next.

The pout on her red lips gave her away as she looked at you, pulling you in for a hug.

“C’mon, sugar.. We- we really wanted this ta’ work out..”

“It’s not that,” you sniffed quickly, looking down at the gravel beneath your feet. “It’s just…”

“What…?” The Joker asked between gritted teeth, drawing out the word as though it might last forever.

“Bruce..” was all you could manage before you heard Harley sigh, giving you a tight squeeze.

“If ya don’t wanna stay with us, sugar, ya don’t have to,” she sniffled. “I just hate the thought of losin’ ta’ that damn bat…. again!”

Her eyes flashed with anger as she pulled back, but quickly toned it back down. The Joker’s face was still coldly expressionless as he stood beside you both, never that great with the mushy emotions.

“What? No! I would love to stay with you guys,” you chirped softly, watching her eyes soften even more. “I just feel bad.. You know, dad...Er, Bruce, protected me my entire life. He loved me so much, and made sure I had everything. I’m hurt that he didn’t tell me the truth.. I still love him. And all of this just feels strange. But this feels so much like home that it’s almost scary and…” you trailed off, Harley and The Joker hanging on your every word, staying quiet.

“I don’t know if I can choose just one side. You guys are perfect, and I want to spend all the time in the world with you!” You exclaimed, your eyes lighting up like the carnival game lights the surrounded you as you squeezed your teddy bear prize. “But I can’t just cut my dad off altogether.”

Harley chewed on her blood red lower lip, clearly in thought before she perked up again, seeming to completely ignore the conversation.

“Come play a game with me!” She giggled instead, grabbing the teddy bear from you and setting it aside before grabbing your hands and pulling you towards a high striker game covered in graffiti under its colorful shining bulbs.

Before you had time to wonder what was going on, what they thought of your feelings, she was already leaping to grab an oversized mallet from behind the game.

“This is my own mallet, not much else a gal can do when somethin’ fits her just right…”

She looked down at the mallet, a nostalgic grin on her features while her eyes traveled slowly to The Joker’s, who was now leaning up against a run down truck beside it with a large, toothy grin. There seemed to be something there that the two of them shared, and while you wondered if it was supposed to be an innuendo, you curtly recalled they were your parents, inciting a slight inward cringe instead.

“But I want ya ta’ use it! There isn’t another mallet around here that’ll do tha’ trick, anyway,” she said, handing the large mallet over to you with the same grin.

You eyed her for a moment, unsure of just what was going on. On one hand, it seemed like she wanted you to use it. On the other, it seemed she’d never let another soul touch it- willingly, anyway. You held your hand out, gingerly taking it from her pale, slender fingers. It was heavy, almost too heavy, and you wondered how on earth she managed to carry it around so easily.

With that, The Joker moved to swiftly flip a switch, turning the carnival game on further with a neon buzz to play the game.

“Step right up…” he growled, holding his hand out to lead you forward and in front of the game.

You took a few steps as he suggested, lugging the mallet with you over your shoulder. As you stood before it, the voices you heard more often than not these days began chattering away, saying things you weren’t quite able to make out. The colors and the lights became more vivid than they had been seconds ago, and a sudden urge to smile crossed into your aura. As you let the feeling wash over you, you lifted the mallet and..

Wham!

The bell’s shrill ringing filled the air and springs went flying next to shards of broken glass from the lightbulbs at the top.

“Woo-hoo!” Harley cried out, clapping her hands and cheering again.

“That’s my girl!” The Joker roared, wrapping an arm around your shoulders with an excited squeeze.

The grin remained on your face as you examined the game- it was broken, completely shot from the amount of power you’d thrown into it. You had to admit, you were pretty impressed with yourself.

Harley moved in then, taking your shoulders into her hands and squeezing them.

“You’re ya mother’s daughter,” she grinned, her features soft once more.

Your smile faltered then, all of the conflictions you felt returning at once. With a soft sigh, you turned away and walked to sit on a nearby swing, your parents following lightly.

“We don’t wanna push ya inta’ anything,” Harley reassured you, sitting on the swing beside you daintily.

You thought for a moment before speaking. It was all so clear, who you really belonged to. You swung a mallet like your mother and shot a gun like your father. Never mind the similar features and the blood relation. Oh- and the strangeness that went on in your mind.

But as you continued to think, you began to grin without realizing it. Thanks to growing up with Bruce, you had a shot at growing up with a decent, law abiding upbringing. You didn’t condemn your biological parents, but you certainly were glad to have gotten the education you did, the silver spoon kind of living, and the morals. Harley and The Joker would have been great parents, sure. But you wouldn’t be the same person you became had you grown up with them. This way, you had a taste for both lives. You got to choose your own fate.

“You okay?” Harley asked sweetly.

“I am,” you said confidently, snapping out of your thoughts. “And I think I’ve made my decision.”

They both looked excited and terrified at once, facial expressions you never thought they’d ever wear.

“And…?” The Joker questioned.

“I’m going to move into my own place, whether Bruce likes it or not. And I’d like to keep all of you in my life. It would be silly for me to choose just one side in all of this, wouldn’t it? I am so much of all of you. I’d like to find out who I really am for myself,” you said quietly, nodding once afterwards.

Harley squealed with excitement and rushed over to hug you, something you weren’t expecting.

“I was hopin’ ya wouldn’t cut us out forever! When ya get your new place, I’ll help ya decorate! I’m real good at it, aren’t I, J?” She asked, and he rolled his eyes.

“Sure, sweetheart...If you call pink and blue decor.. good,” he scoffed.

She narrowed her eyes at him before turning back to you with a wide grin, nodding quickly. It’ll be like a cotton candy haven, I promise!”

“And if you need to get away from her, the club is just down the street,” The Joker grinned, lifting his nonexistent brows.

You laughed, happy to see them so content with being able to share you.

“I’d never cut you guys out forever.. Our lives, our memories together.. They’re just getting started. I need my parents. I.. well, I love you already.”

“And we love you, honey..” The Joker replied as Harley agreed happily.

They weren’t so bad, for being bad guys- at least when it came to their daughter.

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noodleswithsoba-blog · 4 years

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A Silver Whirlwind Chapter 5: Roulette.

Yoshiro Yoshitake was just enjoying himself, he had a great competitor and was riding high. Soon he'd be able to expand to new heights on the shoulders of that young idiot! He knew that the kid had potential but… he didn't know that he'd gotten in with the one organization that many Kengan employees and managers saw only once… The Kure Family. Or rather… their messenger, the Black Sheep of the Taboo Descendants. Raian hated busywork but still, he was sent in to intimidate if Hollis didn't work. Tracking down that idiot Yoshitake was easy, all he needed to do was tell him what he needed to do.

Yoshitake looked like death had come for him as Raian loomed over him, "So…" Raian began, seeing the fool's eyes dart to the side.

"Ah, ah, ah! No running, you bastard! Otherwise, you might wanna make peace with whatever trashy god you believe in," he snarled. Yoshitake sighed.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"This roulette number rrriiiiggghhhhtt here! The old man wants you to get this number when you pick the brackets with the other suits, doesn't matter which block you put him in, he's gonna learn the hard way," Raian exclaimed, "Also… you might wanna get a body-bag for the poor bastard,"

Yoshitake sighed and looked down at the number. Thinking about his competitor. He was young, inexperienced. Why was he being thrown to the wolves already? Then it hit him. That girl that hung out with his competitor was part of the Kure! It was obvious, but was she the main branch or an offshoot?

Well, judging by the man standing before him with that plastered on slasher smile and eagerly shining dark eyes… that girl must've been important. He nodded slightly.

"I'll get the number," he said.

"Good, glad to see that somebody's got the balls to play along," Raian said. He strode away and his grin widened. He couldn't wait to see who that little shit would fight.

Ganryu Island was the chosen battleground for the Kengan Annihilation Tournament since it's purchase by Katahara Metsudou, the Kengan Association's president. It used to be lodgings for the Association members before the dome was constructed. Yet…

Karla never liked going here. Not because this was Raian's first time ever fighting in this thing for Under Mount Incorporated, but because Ichiban was fighting in this thing and chances are good that Raian would get to play with him.

She sighed, knowing that Ichiban was probably being the helpful guy he was. Her father nudged her.

"Sooooo… thinking about that boy of yours?" he teased, ribbing his daughter gently. She glared at him but still thought about Ichiban's smile and how comfy his lap was. Karla was openly blushing and her mother smiled.

"Oh how lovely, Karla!" she exclaimed, "I never got to meet him, but I'm sure he's perfectly lovely," Karla couldn't hide her blush because it was so hot on the island. Too hot for her jacket, but something told her that she'd run right into him.

"Hey… Karla? That silver-haired kid's been staring at you for a good solid minute… wait he's looking around…" her brother Sarla mumbled. The whole Kure Clan came out to watch the tournament. Well, the members of the main branch anyway.

"He's looking for Grandfather, he doesn't wanna be seen," Karla sighed, seeing Ichiban have a determined smile on his face. Karla was mentally pleading with her parents not to make a scene. She saw him get closer, backpack on his back and a smile on his face, making her nervousness worse because he actually looked kind of cute. Almost like he wasn't going to get brutally beaten to a pulp.

"THAT'S your boyfriend?! Wow, he's… hoo boy, I can see why Grandfather doesn't like him…" Sarla muttered, seeing Ichiban simply wave and be tugged along by Chiba. He was being dragged along and he wasn't exactly fighting it.

"Karla! I'll talk to ya later, okay?!" Ichiban called, "Sorry for yelling but I kinda have to!" Karla hid her face behind her hands and sighed, 'Ichi's too pure for this…' she thought. Her parents waved after him.

"Aw, what a nice young man…" her mother sighed.

"Kinda feel bad for him though… yet another Married-In…" her father sighed, "Make sure you keep that kid close, Karla… he seems pretty into you,"

Karla sighed and nodded, "Yeah…"

"Oop! I already hear wedding bells!" her mother exclaimed.

"Mom!" Karla exclaimed, "N-not yet!" Her mother grinned and wrapped her arm around her shoulders.

"Don't worry, honey… as long as you love him, I'm okay with him, just like how your father and I beat the odds, you two can as well!" she encouraged her oldest child warmly, she knew her grandfather loved Karla to death but knew how much of a free spirit she was.

If Karla liked that boy, that meant he was strong enough to take care of her little girl, so she already trusted him. The gaggle of Kure all moved into their lodgings, the air was electric with excitement as so many people from the upper echelons came to see the world's finest fighters. Yet Karla felt nervous, even worried for her friend.

She knew that there was no way this'd be a clean victory for him.

Chiba stood in front of his student, "This is it, Ichiban. Your proving ground. I know you had fun on the boat, but now it's the time to show what you've learned under my tutelage and your old master's teachings," he stated.

"Master Chiba, I'll do you proud!" Ichiban exclaimed, bowing. Oddly, his thoughts were on something else. Or someone else. Chiba could tell. He noted that Ichiban would vanish from time to time on the ship.

"You're distracted, Ichiban," Chiba observed. Ichiban blushed and sputtered.

"What?! Noooo… I'm focused! Totally focused!" his student spat, Chiba chuckled a little bit and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's that Kure girl that you were yelling to at the port, right?" he asked.

Ichiban nodded, looking down at his feet in shame. He tried to not think of her, but he did a lot. On top of wanting to go to school and be a normal young man. He'd even read aloud to himself, very slowly but he could read.

"I'm sorry, Master Chiba, I can't stop thinking about her… or some dumb future…" he mumbled.

"Ichiban, it's not a problem. Thinking of the future is normal, it's nothing to be worried about or scared of," Chiba assured him, "Even if you're scared, hope is one thing you can count on to be there,"

"Still… where'd Mr. Yoshitake gone? He was with us when we got off…" Ichiban mumbled Chiba smirked.

"Deciding your fate as we speak, my student," Chiba stated, "Go train on the beach, I'll see if I can meet up with him,"

Ichiban nodded and changed into his training gear, his same outfit for the tournament. He went through some practice katas and stances, kicking, punching, slashing and blocking, dodging an imaginary opponent. Still going through the motions of fighting Chiba and Ohma, even Karla (Even though she didn't take it seriously.) helped him flow into a certain rhythm that could be adjusted into other opponents. He felt something hit him in the back of his head and he turned to see a small beach ball bouncing away across the sand.

He saw a tall blond man striding up to him, "Can you toss that back to me?" he asked, his eyes settled on Ichiban. Ichiban nodded, tossing the ball back to him and he smiled.

"It's nice to see that a competitor isn't slacking on their training," the man stated, "My name is Mokichi Robinson, and I see you're competing for Yoshitake?" he asked. Mokichi was wearing a priest's garb and wide-brimmed hat, smiling serenely.

"Yeah," Ichiban said, "I am," he had learned English from his master's lessons. Mokichi smiled and sized him up.

"Mm… seems like you're a little young," he stated, his smile never leaving his face, "Still, I wonder what drew you into this tournament?" he asked.

"I had nothing better to do, sir," Ichiban stated, "The only way to get stronger is through experience and pain,"

"Ah, I see, but that's not all," Mokichi said, eyes opening, "You're fighting for something else,"

Ichiban flinched, growling a little, "How do you know that?" he snarled.

"I was watching you from time to time while you were training, you looked like you were fighting for something. Many say that the eyes are the windows to the soul," Mokichi stated, "I am a man of God, yet still I fight… so, what do you fight for, young man?"

Ichiban thought for a moment, "I… I wanna… go to school. Get smarter and stronger. If I prove to them that I'm strong enough… maybe I'll… get to marry the girl I love," he sighed, thinking of Karla and thinking of their whirlwind romance on the boat.

"Who's they?" Mokichi asked.

"Her family, they're assassins. All I need to do is win this and… maybe her great grandfather will stop being so angry at me," Ichiban reasoned. Mokichi nodded, smiling.

"Well, good luck to you, young man. May God bless you," he said, walking across the sand. Ichiban continued to train.

'Yeah, somethin' tells me I'll need it.' he thought to himself. He stopped training and sat down on the sand, looking out at the waves, 'Still… I'm here. I made it to the world's stage… anything goes…'

He heard heavy footsteps on the sand, seeing Lihito coming at him, "Little Tokita!" he called, skidding to a stop and panting, hands on his knees.

"Hah… hahhh… Ichiban… bad news…" he panted. Ichiban rose and stood over him, putting a hand on the bigger man's shoulder.

"Easy, Lihito… what's up?" Ichiban asked.

"I gotta… hooo… hah… man, I ran all the way here to tell ya…" Lihito sighed.

"There's no way you'll win," he said.

During Ichiban's training. The president gathered all the CEOs of the various companies together to decide the brackets. Katahara Metsudo chuckled to himself, stroking his beard and looking at the other presidents, seeing so many familiar faces alongside a couple of new ones like Kazuo Yamashita and Lihito.

"Now then, everyone… How about a little game?" he asked, his aides rolled out a roulette game and he scanned the room, looking for the first person to try it out. He grinned, eyes settling on Kazuo Yamashita.

"Yamashita! Come on up!" he declared.

"WHAT?! M-me?! W-why me?" He squawked. The salaryman turned manager/CEO inched forward reluctantly, brown eyes darting around the room and scuttling forward.

"Well, for having such a penchant for finding such strong fighters, of course! That Ohma Tokita fellow and that Ichiban Tokita boy… will that luck help you place your piece on the board right where you want it?" the president asked with a bright smile, making a 'go on' motion with his hand.

Yamashita gulped and steadily watched the rolling numbers, 'They slow down! So… here we go!' he thought, pressing the button. He got a high number: 989,086,296. President Katahara laughed.

"There's that famous Yamashita luck!" he chuckled, "Go ahead and pick!"

Yamashita gulped and pointed at bracket number eight. His company name showed up and Ohma's name was proudly emblazoned there. He smiled shakily, feeling Lihito muscle past him. He pressed the buttons with a boyish giggle, getting… 256.

Lihito sighed and shuffled back, watching Ichiban's manager Yoshitake go up and press the button, getting the number he needed if he wanted to keep his life, and chose the bracket spot up against Mokichi Robinson, which wasn't too bad. Then he realized that… someone was potentially going to fight Ichiban that was known to never exactly be the cleanest fighter...

Ichiban couldn't stop thinking about what Lihito said. About how he won't win. What did he know? Who was he going up against? He couldn't sleep at all. Ichiban stared at his ceiling, wondering why he couldn't.

He shut his eyes, "Come on… come on… sleep, Ichiban! You need it for tomorrow!" he groaned. He felt like he was missing something. He rolled over and covered his face with his pillow, moaning into it and trying to will himself to sleep. Something was missing.

Something important.

Something super important.

He sat up and sighed, "Dammit… I'm too used to Karla…"

Ichiban stretched and went outside to just think, almost bumping into the subject of his sleeplessness. Karla was out there, barely dodging him. She sighed and smiled.

"Hey," she said.

"Hi…" Ichiban sighed. Karla rubbed his arm.

"Can't sleep?" she asked.

"Yeah, I can't…" Ichiban sighed, "I'm nervous, Karla… Lithito told me I can't win and… I'm scared," Karla pulled him into a hug and squeezed tightly.

"Ichiban, you're strong, okay? All that matters is that you're here right now. Living in the moment, who cares if my grandfather hates your guts? I don't hate your guts, my parents don't, your master and former master and your friends don't…" she sighed, feeling him gently pick her up and carry her back into his room, laying her down and getting in bed beside her.

"Uhm… Ichiban?" she asked.

"You're what I was missing…" Ichiban sighed with a dreamy smile, pulling her into his arms and closing his eyes. Karla blushed heavily, being so close to him and feeling his chest rising and falling underneath his shirt. Ignoring the heavy tang of his sweat and just settling down and closing her eyes.

"Ichiban…?" she mewed.

"Mm?" he grunted.

"Regardless of what happens tomorrow… just… just know that I love you, okay?" she admitted. Ichiban smiled and kissed her on the cheek.

"I love you too, Karla…" he muttered, finally falling asleep.

#kengan ashura kenganverse kengan ashura oc fanfic oc x canon

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epiloguebxy-blog · 7 years

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Best Friend! Yoongi (pt2)

PART ONE !!

word count: 1500+ idk lmao

alsO this is my thiRD time uploading this wtf im sorry i keep making mistakes

- Okay so like let’s be honest you guys would probably low key live together

- like you’d have a draw full of your clothes in his closet and you’d probably wear his sweaters without even realising and he’d have his own toothbrush in your bathroom

- and he’d always turn up at your house with a packet of Doritos and demand to play Mario Kart only to get really sulky when he loses

- “leave me alone, you cheated”

- “yoongi, you can exactly cheat at mAriO kART”

- “yeah whatever go make me a sandwich or somethin”

- “do it yourself lazy ass”

- he’d probably text you at 3 am like aLL THE TIME and you’ll always reply despite being half asleep and it’d be him asking for your opinion of some lyrics or he’d send you a lil demo like “I totally haven’t been working on this for 3 months,, tell me you hate it”

- I feel like late night drives would be a really common thing for you guys like he’d text you at 11pm “hey wanna get out for a bit?” and he’d come and pick you up and you’d head for the empty highway and you’d wind down the windows and turn up the music really loud and you’d laugh and sing along and your hair would tangle in the wind and push his hair out of his eyes

- And once it calmed down you would rest your head on your palm and close your eyes and just feel the cold wind blowing against your face and you’d look at the front window and see the few stars drowned out by the street lights all covered in a thin fog and it would be the most beautiful thing ever

- And he’d look at you for a second that felt like an eternity and a really small smile would play at his lips and he’d reach out gently punch your shoulder and you’d turn to look at him and he’d quickly flash you a gummy smile and fdsjhgf

- You’d leave the car radio playing songs in a language neither of you understood on full volume in the middle of no where, as to not get a noise complaint lmao

- You’d go and spend all the 7$ you had at a convenience store for breakfast at 4 am and then drive up a hill to watch the sun rise and eat kinoko no yama (both your guys’ favourite Japanese confectionary n if you don’t know what it is then pls go try it immediately it will bless your life)

- I honestly don't think you guys would call each other a lot, which is maybe why you spend so much time together in person, to hear each other’s voices,,, but I think when you’re not together you’d always be texting each other nonsense jokes that no one else could possibly understand

- But irl he’d probably never laugh at your jokes and tell you how you’re not funny but you’d just smirk and start tickling him and he’d yell at you to stop while smiling like an idiot

- “y/N I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL DISOWN U AS A FRIEND”

- “lol yoongi look you’re laughing, I told you I was funny !!”

- Tbh you’d argue All The Time

- “y/n wtf is that my shirt I was looking fOr thAt”

- “youRE THE ONE WHO LEFT IT AT MY HOUSE”

- OR like “yoongi can you get me some water”

- “get it yourself lazy ass”

- “aftER EVERYTHING I DO FOR YOU”

- And “yoongi can you carry me, my feet hUrt sO BAD”

- “like hell I can lift you”

- “WHAT ARE YOU SAYING”

- “udsgfd iM TOO WEAK??”

- “YEAH I THOUGHT SO”

- I feel like music would be the only thing you guys don't argue about like you both have such broad music tastes and appreciate any and every song and you’d always recommend songs to each other and you’d make each other playlists and he’d save them all and listen to them when he was unmotivated to work

- Honestly tho he probably likes to make you feed him

- Liked youd be on your phone and he’d walk in with a bowl of ramen and shove it into your hands then lay down on a bean bag

- “you made me food?”

- “lol no ofc not, feed me”

- “wtf no”

- “please”

- “only if I can have some”

- and he’d roll his eyes but agree and you’d end up eating most of it and he’d complain that he didn’t make it for you but then you’d counter with “wHY would you give it to me in the first place?! Ofc im gonna eat it !!”

- “You’re sO greedy”

- you know how some friends are like “touchy” like hug whenever they say hello or bye or whatever well yeah that’s not this friendship

- I don’t think you’ve ever actually hugged yoongi

- Rephrase,,,,, I don't think yoongi has ever acTUALLy hugged you

- except maybe this one time he had to go away for a bit and he muttered a bored bye as he left but after a month or so away from you he realised he actually started to miss you??

- like sure you text all the time but yoongi builds and maintains relationships from physical interactions and he honestly just missed how you would bite your lip when playing a game on your phone or how you would always close your eyes when chewing your food to make the most of the flavour

- so like you would of course come to pick him up from the airport and you probably made like a sign with his name on it in case he forgot what you looked like because, let’s be real, he probably had

- so like when he walks out of the terminal and sees you he kinda just feels so relieved like okay you’re okay and you’re smiling and you’re alive and he can see you every day again and he was just so glad you’re his best friend

- but like he’d play it really good like “good to see your annoying face lol” and you’d grin and reach up to mess up his hair like “i missed you too yoongi” and you’d turn and start leading the way to the car

- but like really out of the blue he’d just grab your arm and pull you into a hug

- let’s just take a second to talk about how amazing yoongi’s hugs would be omgdfh like he’d hold you really close and it would be so comfortable like he would be such a cuddly person and the firmness of his arms around your waist would just be really nice and he’d snuggle his face into your hair and he’d absolutely love the smell and he just missed you a lot more than he’d ever admit and you’d be so shocked but like immediately hug him back like waoh !! this might not happen again !!

- it’d be over just as suddenly it happened though and he’d look at your feet “yeah I missed you I guess let’s go get food I’m starving” and you’d both be in such a Great Mood ahh

- Dying your hair together!!!

- Like I feel like this would be something you guys did often

- like imagine you’re in family mart or something (family mart totally don’t sell hair dye but lol anyways) and you’re looking at all the different colours

- he’d put his hand to his chin, pretending to be deep in thought

- you’re pointing at all the pretty pastel colours

- “oooo we should totally do this purple colour”

- “I already look gay enough wearing this stupid pink sweater you made me”

- you laugh and shove his shoulder gently, to which he reaches over and messes up your newly bleached blonde hair (ready for dyeing) that matched his own blond hair that fell over his forehead

- you eventually decide on a baby blue colour

- okay but imagine,, you guys are sitting on the edge of the bathtub at your place and yoongi just wants to open the box and put the stuff all through his hair and istg you had to wrestle him for it back and now you’re lecturing him on the importance of reading the instructions

- he’d sit impatiently as you followed the instructions ever so slowlyyy

- “y/n I’ve done this a ton of times before you don’t need to read all that ugh”

- “okay so,, then you're supposed to shake it??”

- “uGH”

- ayay im gonna stop there

- I just really love the idea of best friend yoongi

- Actually I just really love the idea of yoongi

- Actually I just really love yoongi

- I hope you enjoyed ahah

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ashamedofmytrash · 7 years

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Dirt and Bikes

CH 2

You are Australian in the fallout of the omnium explosion, you gotta live day to day, then Junkers happen and suddenly you have people to watch your back. also you have a name now enjoy ^_^

Words: 1876, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Overwatch (Video Game)

Rating: imma say M, potential nsfw themes

Warnings: Mention of death, some swearing, mention of sexual acts

Categories: fluff, could become nsfw haven’t decided yet

Relationships: Junkrat | Jamison Fawkes/F!Reader, Roadhog | Mako Rutledge/F!Reader, Junkrat | Jamison Fawkes/Roadhog | Mako Rutledge/F!Reader, poly roadrat

Small and cute

Two words that were over and over in Mako’s brain as he silently watched you while simultaneously ‘listening’ to Jamie go on and on about setting off some bombs here and there and making off with as much as they could carry tomorrow morning. You were propped up on an elbow still blinking sleep from your eyes, when you had finally seemed to wake up enough to realise what was happening you had exchanged some words with the person next to you, Mako didn’t like that, he knew what the two of you were talking about, hell he knew what everyone in the camp was whispering “Junkrat and Roadhog the number one cause of death and destruction in the outback” not that he was complaining that the entire camp was terrified, it allowed them peace and quiet, no one in their right mind would disturb them and Mako might finally get some sleep, if Jamie ever shut up that is.

But here you were across from the both of them, all tucked up cosy like, Mako’s heart could barely take it, you were adorable and Mako had no problem admitting to himself that cute things were the best, he loved little pigs, soft toys and cute things just because he was the towering death of the outback didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy the softer things life had to offer.

He hadn’t realised he had been staring until your eyes locked with his, well you had actually just noticed his mask was pointed in your direction, and the look on your face changed, you suddenly looked terrified, like you were ready to run. He was used to this, he’d see someone adorable and then frighten them off before he ever got the chance to speak to them, not this time though, he thought, he had to do something that wouldn’t frighten you. Before he knew what he was doing he gave an enthusiastic ‘thumbs up’.

Your face had changed again to confusion this time, until you returned the gesture with a small hint of a smile on your mouth after a short time you settled back down and seemed to fall asleep.

“I see what you’re lookin’ at Hog, she’s cute, you like cute hehehehehe”

Roadhog hadn’t even noticed Junkrat had stopped talking until he started again, to be fair Hog put Rat’s voice in the category of fuzzy background noise now, only really listening when the words ‘money’ and ‘heist’ were thrown in.

“…….”

“Maybe we should go talk to uh’, I think she’s pretty too y’know”

“Go to sleep”

“Yeah ya’ right mate, sleep now, talk to the pretty girl and explode stuff tomorrow”

Junkrat added enthusiastic finger guns for emphasis, Roadhog just lay down and let his eyes close he was going to make the most of not having to build their fire tonight, eventually he heard Junkrat settle down beside him and finally drifted off to sleep.

It was just beginning to get light when you woke up it must have been about 6am, judging by the movement around the camp people seemed eager to be getting going, you knew why of course the two Junkers would surely let off some bombs and Molotov cocktails before they left, best to be out with the early crew. You sat up and began folding your blanket to put back into your bag, glancing across to where the Junkers had slept for the night you saw Roadhog still asleep but Junkrat was gone, oh shit no wonder people were bee-lining for their vehicles.

“Mornin’ love whatchya got in the bag huh?”

The voice next to you was far too close and you only managed to choke down your scream knowing who the voice belonged to but the look on your face must’ve given away how startled you actually were, turning your body to face him you found yourself locked eyes with Junkrat who was crouching beside you with his face far too close to yours, personal space certainly wasn’t a requirement in outback society but always appreciated, this kid obviously didn’t care for it.

“Not much of a talker huh? That’s okay listen I wanna ask ya somethin’ yeah?”

“…yeah”

“HA! She does talk! Me names Junkrat nice ta’ meet ya”

he extended a metal hand and reluctantly you returned yours for a firm handshake.

“Trigger, nice ta meet you too”

you couldn’t decide if the smile on his face was a good or bad sign, never the less you smiled back just as enthusiastically until you realised you’d been shaking hands for longer than intended to abruptly letting go.

“So anyways me n’ Hog wa thinkin’ that maybe you need some company travelling to wherever ya goin’ hmmm?”

Oh shit, this had happened to you before, people offer protection on the road for favours which nearly always had something to do with your body, what if you said no, would they just kill you right now? Oh shit you were taking too long to answer oh god now you’re sweating oh shit the look on your face must have given away your thought process

“Hey hey calm down love, this is a legit offer, no sex required, although if you do got any water or food it wouldn’t go unappreciated whaddya say?”

“ummmmm……. well I…. uhhhhhhh”

You hadn’t noticed the heavy footsteps behind you, it was when you heard the heavy breathing that you turned again to see Roadhog standing behind you; his stature was intimidating and coupled with the fact that you were all of 5 ft something and still sitting you were sure that if he wanted to he could crush you beneath one big boot.

“AHHHH HOGGY I SEE YOU’RE UP I WAS JUST MAKING FRIENDS!”

Junkrat’s voice yelling pretty much in your ear made you jump yet again, as if it wasn’t enough that you were already so on edge, you could feel your anxiety creeping up in your chest making your lungs tight and your heart beat even faster. You looked back up at Roadhog and attempted the same smile you’d given him last night, you knew that there was fear in your eyes and trying to hide it was borderline painful. Roadhog only continued to stare down at you with his head tilted slightly until you were almost violently grabbed by your shoulders and forced to turn back to face Junkrat.

“So! What’s the answer? You want some protection or what?”

“Rat!”

Roadhog’s voice silenced Junkrat’s immediately and judging by Junkrat’s face you gathered that Roadhog couldn’t’ve been too happy with the conversation.

“I’m sorry miss, Rat lets go”

“AWWWW!!! C’mon Hog! I was jus’ bein’ nice!”

You thought about your options as Roadhog grabbed Junkrat’s good arm about to drag him away. Oh god what were you getting yourself into

“Hey wait!” your voice was shaky and just loud enough for both of them to hear

“……...ummmm actually I wouldn’t mind some road protection, and I do also have some spare food and water that I can pay you with”

you were sure Junkrat’s face was almost splitting with how wide his smile was, Roadhog however still had his back to you but he had stopped, you slowly stood up and began to walk towards the two; Roadhog let go of Rat’s am and the smaller scrambled to his foot as Roadhog turned to you. Before you knew what was happening Junkrat had his arm around your shoulders leading you towards the vehicles area.

“Oh this is gonna be great! Don’t you worry ya’ pretty little head we’re the best of the best ain’t no one gonna mess with ya’ while you’re with us!”

Roadhog watched as Rat lead you past him, he was going to kill his boss later Junkrat was impulsive and Hog really would have preferred to know how many weapons you had before offering anything, still, you were pretty small and if push came to shove Hog could surely snap your neck real quick before you did any damage, plus you did look pretty scared of them so he figured you wouldn’t even try anything, and not that he’d ever admit it to Rat but he was kinda’ happy that you’d taken the offer.

As you reached the area you’d parked your bike the night before you saw an empty space where your bike had previously been parked

“WHAT THE FUCK SOMEONE TOOK MY BIKE! WHO THE HELL STOLE MY SHIT!?” glancing around you saw people looking away from you, you realised you were still standing with Junkrat and Roadhog, of course no one was going to talk, not with those two there.

“Hey hey calm down love its fine, you can still ride with us its all good, we’ll find ya a place to get a new bike yeah?”

You turned to Junkrat with tears threatening to spill over, you couldn’t believe it, you’d had that bike since you could remember and now it was just gone.

“C’mon”

You heard Roadhog’s deep voice and felt his massive hand on your shoulder and turned you towards their bike. It was huge! And of course a Hog, call the junkers what you would you couldn’t deny they didn’t have good taste. You watched as the smaller junker bounded to the bike and practically dived into the side car fidgeting until he seemed to get comfortable.

“C’mon c’mon! letsgoletsgoletsgo!”

Roadhog and yourself walked over to the bike and as Roadhog sat down you wondered where you would fit, there didn’t look like much room left on there.

“uhhhh where will I sit?” your voice was quiet and sheepish

They both looked at you before Roadhog scooched forward and pat the seat behind him, you lifted your leg over the bike and did your best to get comfy, there wasn’t a great deal of room and you felt kind of squished, as Roadhog started up the engine it roared load and intimidating, just like the hog himself, it was much more powerful than any bike you had ever ridden and it did startle you a bit, you ended up throwing your arms around Roadhog before you really realised what you were doing feeling the man tense under your touch you loosened your grip, you muffled out a sorry that was far too soft to reach anyone’s ears under the loud rumble of the bike, you did however manage to pick up a “Hold on tight” from Roadhog before the bike tore out of the campsite.

You sure were holding on for dear life as Junkrat’s manic laughter could be heard next to you in the side car, you turned to face him and saw he had a detonator in his hand, thank crap you’d taken their offer, Junkrat turned to you and you saw the malicious smirk that was now on his face before he slammed his thumb down on the red button; and here you thought the bike was loud, behind you was the sound of multiple explosions detonating in succession, looking back to Junkrat you saw him laughing hysterically again, you hug tighter to Roadhog as you try to shake the thought that this was definitely going to be how you die.

#poly roadrat #still not yet poly #but you have spoken to them now yay!#junkrat reader #roadhog reader #dirt and bikes #feedback is always welcome

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RITES OF PASSAGE || JURY

Augusto

You know, I had a pretty wild story this season. At the beginning, it seemed less like “Battle of the Seasons” and more like Battle Against My Season... and that was hard to deal with because I love and miss my Great Lakers! That being said, being able to survive as the only person from that tribe from final 21 to the final 12 was something I never imagined myself doing. To add to that, fate was what got me out and that’s kinda poetic. All in all, I loved this experience for all it was worth and especially my fellow players who allowed me to get as far as I did

Connor

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7mJXhEeWhI4

Katie

Can I get a waffle? Can I please get a waffle?

Zach

i love u so much. You were one of my favourite people and i actually was devastated because i was looking forward to playing this game with you, and i’m sorry that my indecisiveness ended your game ASKGLDSGS. We had so many fun moments and considering u were lonely without any of your tribe so for long is a testament to how good u are at this game!! Hope to talk to u after this game x

Ryan

AHHH KING! You and Sam were the people I really wanted to work with the most in this game. Losing you to rocks was so fucking terrible and I can’t believe that is how it ended for you.

Samantha

This game was pretty awesome. I’m always ready to come back for anything related to Tonga. I definitely stumbled my through this entire game but I enjoyed about 80% of it.

Connor

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QtO6AQ9SI70

Katie

"Hey Tara you want some?" "This b*%th empty. YEET!"

Zach

we didn’t really get the chance to talk much because of tribal lines and just being on different sides, but you are such a sweet person and i have enjoyed our talks!! I hope life is going well, and i wish we could’ve had more of a chance to work together <3

Ryan

QUEEN! God I really wanted to stick with you and Augusto late into this game. I was so confused when they voted you out. We lived through the destruction of our alliance after Adam left because of that snake Michael. Honestly though you’re so fucking good and such an icon that losing you early meant someone else could actually win

Tyler

had a hoot of a time, tragic that i didnt get more time to be a dramatic bitch but what can you do! Thanks everyone for being so fun and the hosts for being grand!

Connor

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kT3OQwyvKmk

Katie

What the fuck, is this allowed?, what the fuck is that allowed?!

Zach

i am so sorry that i got crazy (like always) but i just wanna say that you are such a pleasure to talk to and i love u so much. We played a lot of this game together but i just felt like you were too threatenin for my game moving forward and i 100% assume if you did not leave that vote, you would’ve made final five easily. Nonetheless, it was great gettin to play with you again, and you are a brilliant player. Nothin but love n respect x

Ryan

Ahhhhh the flirt of the season. Our conversations were always at least a little interesting. You would have been a killer social threat at the end of the game and you needed to go. Also the first Kuang Si to go, so like, icon.

Ian

My premerge game vs my merge game:

I had a good time playing with you all and my downfall was my arrogance and looking to far ahead while not paying attention to the current round enough. I threw away my idol because I was confident I could win without advantages, I was obviously wrong! Good game all, Battle of the Seasons was a blast!

Connor

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kHLHSlExFis

Katie

My favorite screamo band is probably Big Time Rush.

Zach

ian, my man. Ew i said man aJSGDSGK. You know that you are one of my best pals in this community and that i love u with all my heart and enjoy playing with you. You are such a phenomenal player, with a great sense of humour and honestly you’re just so easy to talk to. I made you a promise the day before your vote off that the only way i’m writing your name down was to win, and i stuck to that. Losing u was so sad, though could’ve been good for my game to SOME degree, it was so sucky cause i was wanting to go to the end with you. It was,,, devastating. I’m sorry that happened, i hope we talk when this game is over, and most importantly of all; he has class, he give sass, but most importantly he scream at own ass

Ryan

Hello friend. We didn’t get to talk a lot, and the way merged played out meant that we didn’t really work together either...i would have been into a you/me/sam alliance but then you took her out and i couldnt let you take out my queen like that

Michael

Tumblr Survivor: Socotra was unlike anything else i've done, i enjoyed every second of it. Coming in to it i had resigned myself to the fact i could be an early out but i made it 2/3 of the way through and 8/24 and half bad, i may not have won again but i'm finally on jury duty and i had fun i really couldn't have asked for a better outcome

Connor

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3K0RzZGpyds

Katie

So you just gonna bring me a birthday gift on my birthday to my

Zach

u are such a blast to play with because each game is such a different experience. In LV, we weren’t the greatest allies and u wanted me DEAD. in this game we were on the same side and it was such a joy talking to you. Though there might be bitterness because of my craziness and ultimately me leading to the demise of our entire side, i hope you know that it was all for game and that i still hope we remain friends once over x love u lots michael

Ryan

AHHHHHHH i love this man. Honestly I have so much respect for you. Games aren’t fun unless you have an enemy and you were a really fun one to have. You made it difficult for me to get where I got in the game so thank you lmfao

Devon

This game was fun and I really had a fun time with my time omg he game. With a cast as huge as this to get 7th was something I was not expecting. I did a lot of things outside my comfort zone and I have no regrets. This will be a game I remember for a long time.

Connor

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ga94wVeFBac

Katie

It's a avocadooo...thanks

Zach

honestly it is shocking (in a good way) that we went from lackin convos in kuang si to being non messy kweens who flipped every other round AJSGKDSG. You are such a genuine person and i enjoyed gettin to know u even more and everything. You were a frontrunner to win this game, and though i had like 0 influence over your vote, i think it was somethin that had to be done in order to give me my best shot of winning. But, thank you for makin this experience so much more enjoyable. Ur a lovely person xo

Ryan

Ahhhhh my dad! What a strategic fucking threat huh. Thank you for flipping on your alliance twice. Also grad school is fucking hard and i hate it

Jessica

My biggest move in the game was making an alliance based on salsa preferences and it lasted until the f6. My worst move in the game was caring for 1 second because once I put in more than 50% effort I went home. This just shows kids: never try at anything it’s always a mistake

Connor

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OjuftKz5ebU

Katie

I love you bitch ... I aint never gonna stop loving you ... bitch

Zach

jessica omg. We started talkin so early in this game and i felt like our connection was my favourite of my new connections and i just enjoyed your presence so ducking much. We’d call so much and just laugh and be on the same page about everything and it was honestly a big help in this game both strategically and mentally. U know how much i appreciate you and respect you as a person/player, and i hope we get to continue our friendship outside the game because i do love u sm. Im sorry about voting u. I thought, on paper, that you were the only person who could probably easily beat me. I might still lose like against anyone ASKGDSG iconic.. But as i said, that was on paper, and i also know that if u had to leave, i wanted it to be iconic n fun, and that’s why i pushed for u to leave w oakleys idol. pls still eat medium salsa ):

Ryan

Here is a link to your favorite song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJebcTXdu7o

Oakley

My second go around I wanted to prove to myself that I could play more rationally and prove that I had more fight and passion to win. And I do know I accomplished both of those goals because I was targeted to leave a lot of the game and I kept fighting to stay alive and made finale in a 24 person season. I couldn't be more proud of what I achieved in this game.

Connor

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rRhOJe_7kuI

Katie

"I brought you Frankincense" "Thank you" "I brought you Myrrh" "Thank you" "Mur-dur" "huh...Judas..no"

Zach

OAKLEY. CHOAKLEY? Either or. I love u and we became such a fun duo after ian’s vote and i played this game closely with you since very early on, despite voting differently sometimes… it was so fun callin u like every 2 days just to be like ‘this game sucks’, ‘we’re gonn have fun on jury’, ‘did u call me a rAT????’ ASGKDSGLDS. Ugh, i love u and im glad to have finally played with you after havin a great time hostin u in mykonos. Losin u at f5 was honestly sad because i was with a trio who hated fem gays ): loves u

Ryan

AHHHH MY DYNAMIC DUO! You played a hell of a fucking game and I am so glad I made a friend in you this game. I remember hearing rumors about how good you were at this game and i really saw it with my own two eyes this time around. Never stop being a unicorn. <3

#fearkeepsyousharp

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