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flem17ng · 4 months

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Pretty girl: KCC x reader

keep on pretending, pretty girl

note: here it is! I may have made myself cry writing this

summary: Kyra is straight. She has liked boys since she was little. She had boyfriends all through high school. She is straight. At least she thought she was... but then she met you.

warnings: internalized homophobia kinda, Kyra being a cutie, angst (Sorry), the effects of the lesbian master dock, happy ending (Because i Ilove ya'll)

word count: 4.8k

"Kyra!" you yelled from across the dance floor, "come dance with me!" She hesitated for a second before moving towards you. It wasn't normal for her to think twice about dancing with her best friend but recently she had been getting weird feelings every time she saw you, or was near you... especially when she was near you.

The club was crowded with sweaty couples, all twirling together in time to the pounding music. Kyra finally reached you and you danced. some mindless pop ballad that neither of you knew the words to. You watched her dance, one hand in the air, grinning like a maniac and giggling. She was absolutely gorgeous like always.

"how much have you had to drink ky?" you asked with a smirk as she moved closer to you.

"huh? nothinggg" she slurred, proving her point moot. You knew she was drunk, she only got touchy when she was drunk and now she had a hand on your waist was was slowly dancing into your personal space. Maybe if you were smart you would confront her about this, but you weren't. On the contrary, you were utterly and completely in love with her. So instead you pushed her off you gently, grabbed her hand, and subtly started pulling her towards the door. You weren't smart but you were wise enough not to let her get ahead of herself. Your best friend was straight, you knew you had no chance, it would be torture to let yourself pretend while she was like this.

"come on ky ky, let's get you home" You opened the club door for her and let her walk onto the street.

"it's so pretty tonight!" she exclaimed, looking up at the Sydney city lights before turning to you, "you are so pretty tonight" she giggled. You tried to ignore the way your heart stuttered at her words and her drunken smirk. It helped to remember that she didn't mean it. Kyra walked towards you with a cheeky grin, placing her hands on your shoulders.

"you are the prettiest girl in the world! you know that right" she laughed. you just frowed and looked at the ground.

"come on. You're drunk. I'll get you an Uber." You took out your phone and started typing when you felt her lean forward and press a quick kiss to your cheek. You wished it was easier to fall out of love with someone, but it wasn't. Especially when that someone was Kyra. Kyra with her perfect teeth, her tanned skin, and her warm eyes. Kyra who sent you 'good morning texts' and knew your coffee order off by heart. Kyra was standing on a street in Sydney on a Saturday night with the prettiest smile. Kyra who was straight.

When the Uber finally arrived Kyra pouted. "I don't wanna leave you," she whined and you smiled at her before paying the Uber driver and giving her a quick hug.

"I'll see you tomorrow. Text me when you get home ok?" She nodded and gave you a drunken wave before getting into the car and driving off.

***

Kyra woke up with a headache and three text messages.

2:45am:

Y/N: Get home safe?

6:30am:

Y/N: hey ky. I dropped some painkillers at your door! I hope the hangover isn't too bad :)

tinder: you matched with Tom G! Message him to get a conversation started.

Kyra groaned. The odd feeling in her chest was back. It was like a flipping fluttering feeling that seemed to appear only with you. It would be a pleasant feeling if it wasn't mixed with the plummeting sensation of dread, confusion, and (weirdly) guilt. She clicked on the notification from Tinder first. The guy wasn't bad-looking, he had similar hobbies. But as Kyra looked through his photos again, she couldn't help but think he looked a little bit like her best friend... she closed her phone. She didn't have training that day so there was no reason she would have to bump into you. It wasn't that she didn't want to spend time you you! But she knew she got ahead of herself when she was drunk. She says things she shouldn't, and she gets touchy. She knows this because she does it on purpose: always acting more drunk than she is, leaning into you, batting her eyelids, and knowing she'll get away with it. She knows you won't call her up on it.

Maybe she would meet up with that Tom guy anyway. Why the hell not? She was young and single, and straight and so was this guy. She was sure of all those things! So why did she feel so horrible when she opened up her phone again, ignoring your texts and tapping on the Tinder app?

Kyra: Hey x

Tom G: Hi :)

***

"Y/n you can't just let her do this to you" Ellie groaned as she took another large gulp of her coffee. It had been a few weeks since the club with Kyra and ever since, she had been cold and distant, making up lame excuses about seeing some new guy. It was a cycle that was familiar at this point: Kyra was your best friend, you were her pretty girl, she gets drunk, she flirts, she gets cold, hooks up with a few guys, and then comes back to gossip about it. Unfortunately, Ellie had been there to see it all.

"Look I know! but I just can't help it ok! When she wants me I..."

Ellie's expression softened with understanding. As much as she wished she could snap you out of it and point you in the direction of literally any other woman, she knew it would never work.

"you know my opinion on this. Drunk words are sober thoughts and all that." she shot you a sad smile.

"Yes well. her sober thoughts right now are all about some guy called Tom." you rolled your eyes. Stupid Tom and his stupid XY chromosomes. You chewed your muffin with an aggressive frown. Ellie shook her head letting you finish your bite so you could continue.

"And besides. Yes! maybe she is gay. but she certainly doesn't know that does she. What's the point Ellie?" you sighed. "she only wants me when she's drunk. in the morning it's like nothing happened"

"Look I don't know what you want me to say! You need to get your mind off her. Go hook up with someone" Ellie rolled her eyes. She was terribly supportive but there was only so much delusion she could take in one morning.

"See I would... but she's asked me to come round for a movie tonight" Ellie just groaned. You could never pull yourself away from Kyra, no matter how much you tried. It wasn't like you did try though. you drank the rest of your coffee, feeling suddenly like a bum on a bar stool.

"You're too young to look so hopeless! You're attractive, and queer in Sydney for god's sake!" She laughed, giving you a playful slap on the arm. You knew she was right even if you would never tell her she was. Your phone buzzed.

Ky 🤍: can't wait to see you! I have to tell you about Tom ;)

"Jesus Christ I'm pathetic" You covered your face with your hands dramatically.

"Correct! Now finish your muffin so we can pay and leave please."

***

Kyra rushed forward into a hug when you arrived at her door a few hours later. She was dressed in a loose pajama top and shorts and her hair was in a messy bun with strands out to frame her face. You wished you could greet her with a kiss, or run your hands through her hair... Instead, you returned the hug, handed over the bag containing ice cream and snacks, and walked into the apartment like a friend would.

"I missed you!" Kyra shouted from the kitchen as she put the icecream in the freazer, "I feel like i havnt seen you in forever"

You swallowed back a remark about kyra ignoring you for days and choosing some guy over you and instead followed her into the kitchen with a grin.

"I missed you too Ky! How have you been?" you knew better than to bring up your last outing to the club. She would brush it off with a joke or get cold like she always did.

"Well... Tom took me Bowling the other day! It was so romantic" She giggled, grabbing her phone to show you a picture of the two of them at the bowling lane. You swallowed hard and nodded supportively.

The night wore on relatively the same: you talked and laughed and gossiped about your friends. Kyra was only about 2 wine glasses in when she started feeling weird again. Maybe it was the way your hair was sitting or the way the light was hitting your face... Either way, she needed to be close to you. On the couch she cuddled up to you, resting her head on your chest while some movie played on mute in the background. When she closed her eyes and listened she could hear your heartbeat under her head, slow and steady. The movie, a rom-com, must have been coming to an end as the two characters finally got together in a scene that might have been heartwarming if either of you had been playing attention to the plot.

"Y/n?" Kyra asked suddenly.

"hmm?" You had let yourself relax a little into the sofa as the night wore on and now rested a hand on top of her head gently.

"I dont want Tom to be my boyfriend" she whispered, so quiet you almost didnt catch it.

"I thought he was romantic? and smart and handsom?" you asked, looked down to were kyra lay with her eyes squeezed shut on your chest.

"I don't know i..." Kyra opened her eyes and looked up, your faces suddenly very close together. "I don't want him to be close to me like you are" She admitted, her voice sounding vulnerable.

"He woldnt be! It would be different. He would kiss you and all that." you responded confused. Kyra had had boyfriends before, she knew what that relationship entailed.

"But I want to do that stuff with you!" She smiled moving her face even closer so your noses brushed. You felt your heart drop. You had hoped the evening wouldn't take this direction mostly because you wanted to save yourself the pain.

"Kyra..." you breathed. You knew this is when you should pull away, push her off you, and tell her to sort herself out. Instead, you just squeezed your eyes closed in hopes that she could sober up and stop playing with your feelings. "You know it hurts me when you do this Ky..."

"I don't want to hurt you" She whispered and you could hear the cheeky smirk on her lips. You could feel her wine breath on your own mouth. God why was it so hard. You opened your eyes, only to find her still close enough to touch. Her eyes sparkled and her cheeks were flushed from the alcohol. She was looking at your lips and you knew the kiss was coming before she even leaned in.

It was sloppy and one-sided. You refused to kiss her back despite how much you wanted to, despite the way your heart raced at the feel of her warm lips on yours. She tried to deepen it when you placed a hand on her shoulder and pushed her away softly.

"Enough. Time for bed"

"But you taste so good" Kyra giggled with a pout pulling on her rosey cheeks. You swallowed and shook your head. You had let it go too far, you needed to stop, you needed to leave before you did something stupid like let her kiss you again.

"Tom wouldn't mind me kissing you silly" She laughed finally rolling to the other side of the couch to let you stand up. You felt your eyes sting a little. You wouldn't cry in front of her, you wouldn't let yourself be comforted by her.

"I don't want you to kiss me Ky. Just go to bed now" You didn't wait to see her pout at you because you knew your resolve wouldn't last if you did. Instead, you turned on your heel, grabbed your bag, and headed out of the apartment.

***

9:45am

Ky 🤍: Oh man I drank way more than I thought last night! I can't remember anything from after we turned on the movie lol

You rolled your eyes when you saw the notification. At this point, you could predict the fallout of every possible flirty Kyra situation based on her first text of the day. She wasn't a lightweight, she knew how to hold her liquor so the part about not remembering anything was nothing short of a blatant lie and you knew it. Maybe a year ago, hell maybe even a month ago, you would have let her get away with her bullshit, but not now. Yes, you loved her but you loved her when she was just being herself, not some character she pretended to be. Maybe that's what made it so painful: not because of what she did when she was drunk but because deep down you knew that she knew exactly what she was doing while she was doing it. She knew what she was doing when she kissed you, she knew what she was doing when she told you she wanted to be with you...

You needed space, no matter how much it hurt. So you ignored her text. And her call that came later. And her offer to get coffee the next day.

1:05am

Ky 🤍: I miss you pretty girl ;)

That notification was soon replaced with:

Ky 🤍 Deleted one (1) message

A few days latter and kyra stopped trying to call. Part of you was thankful... But most of you just wanted to cry. It was self preservation mostly and Ellie agreed it was the right thing to do. But you couldnt help but feel you would loose your best friend if carried on ghosting her.

10:30 am

Ky 🤍: Tom asked me to be his girlfriend btw.

That was when you really did cry: Hot heavy tears that seemed like they would never end. The tears brought with them a horrible emptiness and you mourned not only your friendship but that delusional part of yourself that still believed that one day Kyra would realize you were there for her all along.

11:00 am

Y/n: Thats great Kyra! sorry I've been off grid for a while :)

You hated yourself as soon as you pressed send. But it was Kyra, and no matter how bad it hurt you were there for her. It wasn't her fault you had a silly crush on her after all. You bit down another sob that threatened to break free. here you were again, making excuses for her.

11:05 am

Ky 🤍: SHE'S ALIVE!! come to the bar tonight to meet him? pleaaseee

Y/n: I'll be there.

***

"Y/n I didnt think we'd be seeing you here tonight" ellie called from the booth that was already very full with the rest of your group. Ellie shot you a knowing look as kyra shot up from her seat to great you with a bear hug.

"Well... I needed to meet the mystery man didn't i?" you tried for a smile but it came out all forced and wrong.

"Come on! Sit next to me. I already got you a drink" Kyra shot you a winning smile as she turned back to the table. You couldn't help but smile at the spring in her step.

Tom sat on her otherside seemingly unaware of the subtle tension between his new girlfriend and yourself. Maybe the tension was in your head you bagan to think...

But then you felt a cool hand rest on your thigh and you knew it wasnt. Kyras hand was hidden by the table but you could feel it: Resting on your bare leg, slightly too high to be friendly. You ignored it at first, taking another sip of your coke, laughing at something sam was saying.

But then she gave your leg a squeeze and you felt your breath hitch. Her fingers absent-mindedly began fiddling with the hem of your dress. You shot her a look but she wasn't even looking in your directing.

Already you caught yourself making her excuses: she was nervous, she was a little drunk and did not realize what she was doing, and she was a touchy person by nature (this was true).

"You are my favorite. You know that don't you" You flinched when you felt her hot breath tickle your kneck. You had been so engrossed with your thoughts that you hadn't even noticed her leaning towards you to whisper in your ear.

"Please get off me Kyra," you said, a little loudly making Ellie and Sam look at you with concern. Kyra's smirk dropped into a genuine frown.

"What?" She didn't sound drunk now. You turned to face her, a knot forming in your throat. You couldn't hurt yourself like this, not when her boyfriend was sitting at the same table. Not when you had spent every day since you were 14 falling in love with her.

"I said, Get off me" You pushed her hand off your thigh and stood up suddenly. It was too hot in the bar, too crowded. You turned and almost ran towards the door, needing to get away from Kyra's shocked face, Tom's stupid smirk and drawling voice, and Ellie's pitying expression. No sooner had you exited the bar did you head her run after you.

"What the fuck was that about Y/n?" she shouted, looking disheveled and shocked. You could have laughed.

"What was that about? I could bloody well ask you the same thing. Has it ever occurred to you once, that I'm more than just your drunken experiment" you yelled back, "I mean really Kyra! We're experts at this little dance by now."

"What are you talking about?" you really did laugh then, only to stop the hot tears waiting to burst.

"you get drunk and you want me. I'm your favorite, I'm your pretty girl, I'm the most beautiful person in the world. And then the next day I'm what? nothing? your best friend?" The tears start rolling now, making it hard to breathe but you need to get this all out. It's been welling in your chest for years, building pressure and heat and now you need to let it go.

"So what is it ky? Do you love me like you say or is it just the wine? or sorry, is it Burbon today I didn't ask." you knew it was cruel, especially as you saw the understanding in her eyes. "I'm done with this. I'm done with you. I can't keep wasting my love on you when you can't even return it." Your cheeks felt hot despite the cool breeze and your heart raced.

"Y/n he's not my boyfriend... he asked but I said no," she said quietly as if that was a balm.

"Who cares Kyra? because if it's not him it's some other man. It's anyone but me. or at least until you get a couple drinks in." Kyra was definitely sober now if she wasn't before. Her expression was somewhere between guilt, anger, and hurt. You wished you would hold her, kiss her, and make it all better but it wasn't possible.

"I do... I do love you like I say when I'm... drunk," she muttered to the floor. "I just- I need to figure it out. being with Tom it's like-"

"pretending. It's pretending Kyra." there was no anger left in you now, just sadness. Kyra loved you but she wouldn't face up to it without being knockout drunk and what was worse? you had wasted all your love on her.

"Y/n I love you though"

"Stop. You're being mean" a sob escaped you, "Just keep on pretending. I can't wait around for you to figure yourself out." You took a couple steps backward, suddenly feeling deja vu from the last time you found yourself outside a club on the street with Kyra. She must have had the same thought because she looked up at the city lights, the colours bouncing off her wet cheeks. Before she could look back at you and break your heart more, you turned and walked up the street, hoping she had the sense not to follow you.

***

You didn't talk for months. 3 Months and 2 weeks to be exact but who was counting? Kyra broke up with Tom that night without hesitation. She knew what the weird feeling she got when she was around you know. She had been so scared so so long it felt weird to put a label on the emotion. She loved you. Was in love with you to be exact. And as far as she knew, you hated her. All she could think about was how broken you had looked as you shouted at her. You looked so tired and hopeless and it was all because she hadn't realised how she was affecting you. It was just fun, drinking a little as an excuse to be close to you. She knew kissing you at her house that day was a mistake but it's all she wanted to do.

"Kyra you messed up mate. You're really in the doghouse." Sam stated from the other side of the couch while Kyra cried yet again. All she seemed to do now was cry.

"Is she dating anyone?" She asked. sam just shook her head and didn't answer. She had already told both of you that she wasn't going to be the middle man of this mess.

"I know it's hard to face up to these feelings ok? But remember what she told you? You need to figure yourself out before you try to make things right."

"It was hard for me too" Kristie rubbed her back as she entered the room, "I mean things are pretty uptight where I come from and I just wanted to fit in. I know that isn't quite the issue for you but-" she shrugged "For me it helped to remember that life is too short to give a shit about whether you like a boy or a girl."

"I like girls" Kyra stated (It had taken a long time and a lot of girls in red music videos to realise it but now she was dead certain), "But I don't just... I love her." She deadpanned, looking up at Kristie. "That's so scary..."

Sam shrugged again, "It's scary sure, but from the sounds of it she feels the same"

Kyra snorted, "Well maybe she did before I fucked it all up."

"Look man, she isn't going to be the one to reach out to you. No matter how much she loves you, that girl is stubborn as hell. You need to be the one the make amends." Kyra nodded.

She loved you and she knew that now. She loved the way you teased her for her bad jokes, she loved the way you smiled and sang in the shower. She loved to way you squinted your eyes when watching a movie. She missed you. And she knew now that she was a damn fool for thinking any differently.

***

The past few months had been rough to say the very least on the matter. You had taken Ellie's advice and gone out to a few clubs, hooked up with women whose names you can't remember, and tried your best to forget about Kyra. Every other morning you seemed to be waking up in a bed that wasn't yours, and every morning without fail you felt a deep hole in your chest like something had been wrenched out of place. You wanted her, yes, but you needed security more and that was something she wasn't able to give you. Not if she wasn't even able to admit she was gay.

That morning, exactly 3 months, 2 weeks, and one day since you last saw Kyra you felt as though you might finally have forgiven her. Sure you were upset and hurt and embarrassed, and you were sure as hell done making excuses for her; But at the end of the day, Kyra was your best friend and, if your recent escapades had taught you anything, she was also the love of your life.

The knock came at your door when you were halfway through your third cup of coffee for the morning. It startled you enough to leave you swearing and rubbing your hand where you spilled the drink.

"Coming!" you yelled, dropping the cup off in the kitchen before padding barefoot towards the door, expecting the mailman or a delivery. When you opened the door to see Kyra you were glad you had already put your mud down or you would have dropped it again.

"Kyra?" her name felt weird on your tongue, "What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you," She said simply, stepping in and shutting the door softly behind her.

"You could have texted"

"No, I- I needed to talk to you"

"Well. You're talking now" You couldn't help but be a little aloof, you had no idea where to conversation was going to go. Kyra took your statement as permission to continue.

"Can we sit please?" You nodded and led her over the the kitchen where she sat on one of the bar stools. You stayed standing, leaning your hip on the counter.

"I'm sorry" she blurted before you could say anything, "I'm sorry for treating you like shit and for ignoring your feelings, I'm sorry it took me so long to figure myself out. I'm sorry I pushed all these guys in your face like I had something to prove to you. Most of all I'm sorry I didn't tell you how I felt sooner because maybe we wouldn't have gotten into this mess in the first place." She took a breath and rubbed her palms on her thighs nervously.

"The truth is that all those times I flirted with you and stepped over the line... I was not drunk at least not like I acted to be. It was a confidence boost I needed to say what I was thinking, what I am always thinking. I've realised now that I've loved you for years, maybe longer. I knew I felt different towards you than I did others but it was so scary."

You nodded, feeling a knot of emotion form in your throat. Here she was, after months of not talking, saying all the things you had been longing for.

"And I know that it's going to take some time to trust me again" Kyra looked into your eyes now, feeling more confident, "But Y/n I love you so much it hurts. I'm done pretending ok? I'm yours." She smiled softly, "If you'll have me that is."

You watched her fiddle with her fingers for a second before opening your mouth.

"Kyra you have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear you say that." She smiled at you and your heart skipped its familiar beat at the sight. "You're right, I'll need time but..." You stood up straight and walked towards where she sat, "I want this so bad Ky."

You stepped in between her legs and cupped her face between your hands. You watched her eyes go a little wider and her cheeks go pink. You felt her heart speed up under your fingers and for the first time, it was you leaning in to kiss her. Her lips were soft and warm and minty. Her breath was hot and clear against your skin. She wrapped her arms around your waist and sighed against your lips making you giggle. You ran your fingers through her hair like you always wanted to and pulled back slowly. Kyra's eyes were still closed, a small smile on her swollen lips.

"You're the prettiest girl in the world Kyra. You know that right?" Kyra opened her eyes and smiled her perfect smile and your chest filled with a wave of warmth. You would take it slow with her, careful... but in that moment it was everything just to be near her and she felt the very same.

You leaned forward and wrapped your arms around her tightly. You just needed to hold her, to keep her there so she wouldn't leave. As if she read your mind, Kyra moved your hair and planted a small kiss on the side of your neck.

"I'm not going. I promise" she whispered and pressed another feather-light kiss under your ear. Maybe you were a fool, maybe you were an idiot, maybe you were just stupidly in love with this girl. Whatever it was you knew she was telling the truth. Kyra Cooney-Cross was done pretending.

#kyra cooney cross #kyra cooney cross x reader #woso x reader #matildas x reader #arsenal wfc

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randomly--accessed--memories · 5 days

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Amazing idea that @voxaholic just suggested to me: Sir Pentious, in his infinite quest to make people think he's cool, starts trying to incorporate more modern slang into his vocabulary. He comes across the term "KYS" and assumes it means "Keep yourself safe." He tells Vox to "KYS" one day and Vox asks what that means. Pen explains how it's a Cool Modern thing that all the kids are saying nowadays. Vox wants to be Cool And Trendy too, so he starts using it incorrectly as well. It becomes their Thing, cheerfully telling each other to KYS every time they part ways. Niffty even joins in on the fun and they are now officially the KYS Club.

Charlie, Vaggie, and Angel are watching all this go on, bemused. Pen, Vox, and Niffty aren't harming anyone with this and it seems to make them happy, so they decide it's not worth explaining to them what that acronym actually means. Eventually though, it becomes enough of a Thing that Alastor finally approaches one of them and asks what all this KYS nonsense is about. They answer him honestly and explain what it actually stands for. Alastor joins the KYS Club immediately after.

Husk has no idea what's going on here but honestly does not give a single iota of a fuck.

#niffty keeps saying it even after angel finally explains to her that That's Not What That Means #sir pentious (ram)#vox (ram)#niffty (ram)#alastor (ram)#husk (ram)#charlie (ram)#vaggie (ram)#angel dust (ram)#light #voxaholic #randomly accessed memories

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kindheart525 · 6 months

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Do you have any really silly mane six headcanons

Twilight Sparkle once smoked weed during her equivalent of college and to this day is terrified that Celestia will find out (Celestia already knows)

Twilight has very little knowledge of memes and her friends frequently have to explain new slang to her before she causes political scandals (“no Twilight ‘kys’ does not mean ‘keep yourself safe’”)

Much like a real horse, Twilight often falls asleep standing up during her late-night stress & study sessions. Spike has had to wake her up and tell her to go to bed numerous times

Twilight was that kid who reminded her teachers there was homework when they forgot. Her classmates didn’t really like her for that

Her love life is very…active lol, including when she’s in a stable and committed relationship (like active within that relationship not as a serial cheater). She loves learning new techniques if you catch my drift

Fluttershy is surprisingly confident when she’s attracted to someone, and when she’s in a committed relationship she has a lot of fun facts about animal mating patterns to share with them for…no particular reason

Unlike Twilight, Flutters is surprisingly well-versed in memes because she’s learned a lot from Discord (and also Treehugger). She doesn’t really understand the humor in all of them but she’s aware of them

(In a universe where FlutterCord is canon) She had to absolutely fight for her life in the Mane 6 meetups when she told her friends she was dating/crushing on him

Daring Do eventually loses popularity, partly because so many of her books involve actual artifact theft and social attitudes have changed, and partly because ponies just moved on to newer book series. Rainbow Dash still remains her biggest die-hard fan even when she looks pathetic doing so

Rainbow Dash acts like a big baby every time Tank hibernates for the rest of her life (he outlives her) but after the first few years it’s kind of silly

This isn’t an idea I came up with but I really like all the jokes about RD writing really bad fanfiction, and it’s a headcanon I subscribe to

(Mostly a joke because I do ship her with mares outside of my next gens) Rainbow Dash is straight but has a lot of mares asking her out because of her mane, and it’s hard to get stallions because they also think she’s gay. She also has a hard time relating to her friends who all like mares

RD doesn’t take good care of her hooves because she flies all the time and forgets to trim them due to not walking very much. Because of this, they look funky and overgrown and her friends kind of clown on her for it

When she’s older, Rainbow Dash wrecks some of her joints trying to do stunts that she did when she was younger (like carrying her “little” sister). She has the worst midlife crisis out of all her friends

When Rarity was a filly, she used to create the most elaborate and dramatic plotlines with her dolls that easily measured up to any soap opera, with betrayals, love triangles, custody battles, the whole works

She enjoys listening to soul-crushingly sad music (like Marina’s discography) during her ice cream-crying sessions, in the process roleplaying a life much more dysfunctional than she has because it helps her cope with her actual problems. Also listens to that music in a good mood if she needs to be inspired for a certain fashion piece

She overstocks her supplies to a sometimes comical extent, like she has 400 refills for her bedazzler machine. How does she have room for all that stuff? A lady never reveals her secrets, darling✨

Applejack loves singing country songs like “Thank God I’m A Country Colt” and “International Harvester” at the top of her lungs, they literally never fail to get her hyped up

(In a human context, ignoring Equestria Girls) it took her awhile to learn that Apple Bloom had TikTok and other social media accounts because she only uses Facebook on her clunky home computer

AJ is incapable of enjoying any kind of sitcom because she’s always poking holes in the plot. Her least favorite storylines are the “caught in a lie” and general miscommunication tropes

She also can’t watch well-written, dramatic tv shows either if any of the characters behave dishonestly (such as Breaking Bad)

Pinkie and Cheese once performed “Amish Paradise” for her parents and sisters (even in universes where they aren’t a couple). Reactions were VERY mixed

Also some of my “how they explain the birds and the bees to their kids” headcanons for my next gens are pretty funny

Fluttershy is really good at explaining the whole life cycle (including reproduction and death) because taking care of so many animals means she’s seen it all. Nothing squicks her out anymore. She explains things matter-of-factly but gently as she guides her little ones through various examples involving her animals.

Twilight would do a good job and be comfortable with it but she would also go overboard, giving a college-level lecture about the full reproductive process when her 10 year old daughter only wanted to know what going into heat meant. Twi’s partner calls Fluttershy in to help for the kid’s sake.

Rarity buys her daughter the pony equivalent of those Care & Keeping of You books (and her son gets the male equivalent of those books). She uses those books to bond with her kids over “becoming a mare/stallion.”

Applejack is very overprotective of Apple Bloom and probably procrastinated on giving her “the talk” only to find out that AB already learned from the other CMC (especially Scoot “left completely unsupervised 24/7” aloo /hj). A similar deal would probably happen with her own kids as well unless her partner is better about it. Even though, years before, Granny Smith was very straight with AJ like “ya wanna know how our new batch of chicks was made?”

Pinkie isn’t uncomfortable with the talk at all, except her explanation gets so convoluted and off topic that her kids go off to ask someone else.

Rainbow Dash says “go ask your father”

#AskKind #KindsThoughts #mane 6 #twilight sparkle #fluttershy #rainbow dash #rarity #applejack #pinkie pie #headcanon #my little pony #mlp fim #mlp g4 #asks open #send asks #send me asks #ask me stuff #ask me things #ask me anything

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vanilla-poisons · 2 months

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Kalim: Floyd what does ‘Kys’ mean?

Floyd: it stands for ‘keep yourself safe’

Kalim: oh okay :)

(10 minutes later over text)

Kalim: Jamil kys <3

Jamil: ???!!

#twst #kalim al asim #floyd leech #incorrect quotes #twisted wonderland #I posted this on twt but made a typo #I miss being able to edit posts lmao

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digital-roots · 10 months

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[they are texting]

KO: Wow dendy thx so much for teaching me acronmyns from the internet!!! :-DDDD

Dendy: It is my pleasure, K.O. FYI, you seem to have misspelled the word, 'acronym'.

KO: OH :-0 thx 4 pointing that out. Gotta go now dendy! KYS!!!

KO: (i made that last one on my own :-)))) it stands for "Keep Yourself Safe!" do you like it? :-))

Dendy:

Dendy: KO, I

Dendy: I must inform you that there is a more frequently used term for the acronym online

#ok ko let's be heroes #ok ko! let's be heroes #kaio kincaid #ok ko ko #ok ko dendy #a-maize-ing post

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srorgana1 · 7 months

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Into The Reverb (Kylo Ren/Reader)

Chapter Forty Three

A guy in a black security outfit opens the back door for the two of you. “Thank you” you say nodding . The man nods back as he opens the SUV door. Kylo looking a bit put out that he has to put you down, sets you down on the seat lightly kissing the top of your head. You smile, scooting over to make room for him.

He slides in and instantly pulls you to his side wrapping his arm around you. You giggle, happy to be near him again. As the SUV begins to move, you feel his large hand touch your leather covered thigh. Looking up, you notice that he’s staring at you with those expressive eyes and that familiar pout on his lips. Your heart clinches with the familiar pain of being away from him. You feel so guilty still for not reaching out to console him in his time of need.

“Kylo, I want to first say I am sorry” you say turning to face him fully. His eyes widen but says nothing. “I’m sorry that I let that worthless human affect my relationship with you. It wasn’t right for me to distance myself and for that I am truly and deeply sorry.” You feel his grip tighten on your thigh as you hear him clear his throat again.

"Baby girl you have nothing to be sorry for. It's on me for not telling you everything" he says shaking his head "There's things I've done I'm not proud of and..." "Shh" you say, interrupting him, putting a finger on his lips. "We are all imperfect Kylo, we all have done things we aren’t proud of. All that matters is what happens now and moving forward."

He nods, his amber eyes roam you as he kisses your fingertip. You scoot closer wanting more of him. You move your hand from his lips to neck, watching him smile as your fingers play with his hair. "I missed you so much baby girl" he whispers, caging you in against the seat.

"I missed you too" you respond, eyes fluttering as his large fingers dance along the delicate lace detail around your waist leaving a trail of fire. You hear him growl in the back of his throat. “Look at you” he says lowly, kissing your collarbone. You shiver as he smiles into your skin as he leaves a trail of soft kisses and nibbles as the SUV comes to a stop.

He kisses you one more time as he sits up, straightening your blazer. You look into his blown out pupils and color on his cheeks, loving seeing how affected he is. More to come of that, you think to yourself as the door opens.

"Ren, Y/N" a large Asian man says. "Thanks Baze" Kylo says, sliding out and offering you his hand. You take it and exit the vehicle, running a hand through your hair. "I'm happy for you both” the man says with a small smile. "You don’t see happily ever afters in this business much, so it warms my heart to experience it for once."

You smile at Baze's kind words. “Thank you, we really appreciate everything tonight and from the bottom of my heart thank you and your team for keeping him safe” you say, squeezing Kylo’s hand. Baze chuckled as he opened your condo door for the both of you. “No worries, now head on in. I will have a team roaming around here if you need anything. Ky knows how to contact me.” You nod, thanking him again as you head inside.

Your heels click in the empty lobby as Kylo leads you to the elevators. The doors open quickly as he wraps his arms around your midsection. He holds you close, his large tattooed fingers lightly tracing the lace design. You forgot how honestly addicting his touch was. You sigh, melting a little into his touch.

The elevator doors open on your floor and the familiar hallway. You give him a quick kiss as you open your door, him following you in. You smile when you see Kylo’s luggage in the hallway. “Hmm, was this the plan all along baby girl?” he says as he wraps himself around you again, holding your head to his chest. His steady heartbeat is comforting after being apart for so long.

You stand there for a few minutes before he pulls away and laughs to himself. “You hungry?” he says, heading to the fridge. You look at him confused until your Kylo-addled brain finally catches up. “Oh! Oh god, I am sorry Kylo. I didn’t even think. You must be starving and feel gross!” you ramble, turning and opening the fridge door.

You grab him a water and some cheese and fresh fruit and set them down on the island. “I can make something more substantial once you shower. What sounds good? I got…” He silences you with a fierce kiss. You moan into his mouth as you feel his velvet tongue sweep across your bottom lip.

“What I want” he says picking you up again “is you with me in the shower and then in your bed.” You shiver in his hold as you enter your bedroom. He looks over the messy cocoon of blankets and smirks as he and sits down, keeping a hold of you in his lap.

You take off your blazer and fling it behind you, uncaring where it lands. He hums as his hands continue to trace your curves. “Baby girl…” he groans as he places feather light kisses on your collarbone again. You shake lightly, trying to compose yourself enough to tell him what you need to.

“Ky” you say lifting his head up so he can focus. “Yes baby?” he responds. “I need you to know something. I would feel so guilty if we moved forward without me telling you” you say firmly. He nods and rests his hands on your hips.

“The last time we talked I was really upset. I was scared that I really didn’t know you as well as I thought I did. That’s why I needed time” you say, hoping he understands. You watch him softly nod again. “I had a feeling that was why. I just didn’t know how to tell you everything without you thinking that I am a monster” he says, tears forming in his eyes.

Your heart breaks a little bit for him thinking that. “You could never be a monster Kylo, you were manipulated and abused by people who didn’t care about you” you say, scratching his scalp the way he likes it. He huffs out a breath. “How did you find out?” he says, eyes closing. “Cassian. He told me everything” you say, trying to keep your voice steady.

“After he told me, I was angry at myself for isolating you when you needed me. I know I can’t make up for that, but I felt I could in other ways” you say, kissing his closed eyelids and forehead. “The world needs to know how toxic the First Order is and how you were treated there…” You pause as you see his chin quivering a little. “I love you Kylo and I will fight for you. I want the world to see what I see” you say softly.

His arms wrap around your shoulders and pulls you in. You feel him sigh into the juncture of your neck. You say nothing, giving him time. “I don’t deserve you” he whimpers into your skin. “Yes you do baby” you whisper back, rubbing his wide shoulders “and you deserve good things to happen to you.”

“Thank you baby” he grits out, clearing his throat as he looked at you. You go to push his hair out his eyes as he grasps your wrist lightly, turning it towards him. You hear his breath hitch as his fingers trace your lotus flower tattoo. Your eyes start to water as he caresses your still healing skin. “Beautiful, just like I imagined” he whispers, kissing it softly.

You look at him, still unsure how the universe chose to bless you with such a sweet soulful man. He runs his thumb over it one more time before letting go, giving you a rare full toothy smile. You grip his hair again, kissing him deeply. You hear him groan as he opens for you, letting your tongue tease his.

His hands grip your ass as your hips rock against his. You can feel his rock-hard cock through his jeans. Your gasp as he raises his hips slightly, letting you feel him. “All for you baby…” he growls as he pushes you down onto him again.

"I want to rip this off you" he growls as his hand works at your pants. You hum, liking the sound of that. Stilling his hand, you stand and slowly remove your heels and skintight pants. You have never done anything like this before but the lustful look on his face makes you feel powerful.

"Fuck" he groans, eyes focused on you as he palms himself. You turn, giving him a full view of your ass as you position yourself back between his thighs. His breath quickens as his eyes take you in. "How do you want me?" you say sensually, running your hands over his chest, thumbing at his nipple piercings. You shiver slightly, loving the combination of his warm skin and cold steel.

His head falls back, letting out a filthy groan. You do it again and he snaps. He rips his shirt off and pulls you onto his lap, nipping and sucking bruises at your shoulders and neck as you undo his belt and jeans, touching him lightly through the material. His hips jerk at the sensation. "Can’t wait anymore" he mutters as he rips down the top of the bodysuit, exposing your breasts. Your back arches as he licks and sucks at your nipples.

“Hmm I love this on you, I’ll have to buy you more” he says pulling the rest of our ruined bodysuit off you. You gasp as his fingers touch your now exposed skin. He pauses, taking you in. “Beautiful” he mumbles as his hands rubs your ass and he sucks and kisses your neck.

“Kylo…” you whine as his thick fingers explore your wetness. “I got you baby girl” he says, flipping you into the bed. He pants as he hovers over you, dipping a thick digit into your wet pussy. God, you missed him. Your fingers and toys cannot do what those tattooed fingers can.

You keen again, hips moving in tandem. His mouth opens, looking as overwhelmed as you. “Yes, please Ky…” you whisper as he thrusts another in roughly, curling his fingers just right. He growls as grips your jaw, kissing you fiercely as he fucks you with his fingers.

As his thumb touches your clit, you gasp. He does it again and then removes his fingers, sucking on them noisily. Trembling, you open your eyes to see him kneeling on the bed, shucking his pants and boxers, exposing his cock to you. His cheeks and neck were reddened, his neck vein pulsing. You reach up and still his hand. He looks down at you as you grip his cock, pumping it slowly.

You shiver as you watch his reaction. He looked so fucking sexy like this, face slack and eyes closed as you touch him. “Baby” he whispers as you squeeze his balls lightly. He jolts, growling deep in his throat. “I won’t last long if you keep touching me like that” he groans as you stroke him again, aiming his cock towards your center.

You smile, running his cockhead through your wet folds. He grunts, shifting his hips closer freeing your nails to lightly sractch at his chest and shoulders again. “Fuck” he grunts finally pushing in. You gasp loudly as he pushes you down, taking you to the hilt in one swift motion. You can barely breathe between his rough pace and his desperate kisses.

His pace is overwhelming as he slings your leg around his hip, opening you up more for him. He squeezes your breasts and hip roughly, desperate to feel all of you at once. You moan loudly as he changes the angle. He looms over you, taking what is his and you fucking love it. “Fuck baby, you feel so amazing” he grits out, accentuating his words with snaps of his hips.

You keen as he rotates you to your side, lifting your leg to his shoulder. He grips your breast as he stares you down, watching his cock enter you over and over. You can barely keep your eyes open, too overwhelmed in the pleasure he is giving you. “Ky” you whimper as his hand moves from your breast to your clit, playing it perfectly, his hips never stopping.

You pant between moans as you feel your pleasure building. He must have noticed because he increases the speed of his thrusts. “Oh, baby yes” he moans, gripping your hip closest to him giving himself more leverage. “I feel you…oh fuck baby cum for me” he says, his fingers stroking your clit just right. You shatter in his hold as waves of pleasure overtake you. Screaming to the heavens, chanting his name. He follows quickly, grunting out your name and various praises as he spills into you.

You collapse into the bed, your breath ragged and body twitching from the aftershocks. You groan as you shifts back onto your back, his large body still over yours as his hips rocked slightly. “I love you baby” he whispers, wrapping his arms around you. Humming, you shut your eyes as you feel him place small kisses on your temple and hairline. You pull him closer greedily wanting all of his affection.

“I love you too” you say between breaths, lifting your head so you can kiss along his jaw. He grabs the back of your neck and gives you a deep sensual kiss, groaning slightly as he slips out of you. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, sweet girl” he says as he plays with a piece of your hair. You smile as you rest your forehead on his, breathing him in.

“So, what happens now?” you whisper, your hands carding softly through his hair. You see him smirk at your question. “Anything we want baby girl” he says catching your lips again. “But I have an idea of what I want” he croons, his hand moving to fondle your breasts. “Hmm and what is that Mr. Rockstar?” you say, wrapping your arms back around his neck. “I want to worship you until you’re ready to take my cock again and then do it again and again” he says coyly, nosing at your pulse point.

“I like the sound of that” you say, pulling him down by his neck to your lips, nipping and sucking on his swollen lips. “You ruined me” he groans, kissing down your neck to chest. “I could say the same” you sigh, reveling in his sharp nips and the soothing sweep on his tongue. “Good” he says lowly, dragging you down with him into a never-ending sea of pleasure.

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He is the first one to stir awake. You both had shifted in the night as he is now behind you with his face in the crook of your neck. He looks over to see it’s a little past 5am. He takes a big whiff of your coconut shampoo and snuggles in deeper. You are so warm. He runs his hand over your arm, smirking at the bruises on neck, shoulders and chest. He kisses one gently.

You groan shifting in your sleep. You must be exhausted between the show and the marathon of sex. He still can’t comprehend what you did. How you shocked him by walking on stage in that sexy as fuck outfit and then showing the world your talent. You shined and everyone was enraptured, including himself. He kisses your shoulder again, so fucking thankful for you.

You have been so strong and now he must be as well. You have shown him you are willing to fight for him and even with his past, you still want to be with him. Shutting his eyes, he curls himself around you more. He knows what he needs to do. In the morning, he will prove to you how committed he is to you and how hard he will work to keep you happy.

We are almost to to end and I want to thank each and everyone of you who has taken the time to read/comment/follow my first crack at fanfiction. ILY all 🥰

A huge thanks to @asnackdriver, @punk-in-docs, @ladyzimmerman, @mrs-zimmerman, @thepilotanon and @waywardrose for all your continued support and laughs ❤️❤️

#kylo ren x reader #adam driver #kylo ren #knights of ren #star wars au #kylo ren au #kylo x y/n #rockstar! kylo ren #kylo fanfic #music au #kylo x reader #kylo smut #Spotify

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ofstoriesandstardust · 1 year

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❛ relationships are built on trust, and i trust you. ❜

❛ pinky promise? ❜

❛ c’mere, you. ❜

This feels like an early conversation/moments with Coyote and Rebel as they figure out how to be wingmen/the first time Coyote and Rebel hug

ky's 1.5k follower celebration!!

this was so fun to write!! i hope you enjoy it

warnings: swearing, near-death experiences, Naval inaccuracies

“Hey.” You look up from where you’re shutting your locker to the girl walking past you. “Have a good three days off?”

You give her a soft smile. “Yeah; wasn’t long enough though.”

Owl smiles, tilting her head, reaching out to squeeze your shoulder. “Good to have you and Machado back.”

“Owl!” Moonshine calls, propping the door back open. “You coming or what?”

Owl sighs. “See you out there?”

You nod, waiting for her to leave the locker room before you sink back down to sit on the bench.

Three days hadn’t been enough time to come even close to grasping how close you had come to death, to dealing with it at all.

You still weren’t sure how to look Coyote in the eye now that you both were cleared to fly again, if you could trust him to have your back.

If he could trust you to have his.

Your eyes flit over the scratches in the paint on the locker as Ice’s words play on repeat in your head.

If you want out, say the word.

You remember it so clearly, the way he’d looked at you over a cup of tea the last night you were in town. It was late and you hadn’t been able to sleep, too nervous about what you were walking back into upon your return.

The words hadn’t been said with malicious intent. Your godfather would do anything and everything to bring you home safe and sound, to pull you out of the Navy the minute you wanted to be done.

But you felt like you had no other choice but to keep going. They all expected so much from you and they were just- so proud of you.

How could you let them down now?

How many times had your Dad come face-to-face with death and walked away, got back in the cockpit, and kept going?

You had to keep going.

You sigh, pushing yourself up from the bench, knowing it was now or never.

“You ready for this?”

You turn, catching sight of Coyote standing a few feet away. You squint in the bright sunlight overhead as you shrug, walking closer to him.

“Ready as I’ll ever be, I guess.”

“Hey, it’ll be fine. No open oceans to possibly plummet to our deaths in.”

He’s joking, you know he is, even if it’s a bit of a forced and uncomfortable way to make you relax.

Still, you can’t bring yourself to laugh, looking out over the tarmac to where Shadow and Raven are doing their final checks on their plane.

“No, just mountains to crash into and become a fiery explosion.”

He sighs. “C’mon, it’s gonna be fine.”

“Are you sure you want to do this?” The words are abrupt, even catching you off-guard, as you swing your head back towards him. “Fly with me?”

He shakes his head, clearly confused. “Why wouldn’t I?”

The words get stuck in your throat. It’s like they get physically caught as you look at him.

You almost died for me because of them. Are you sure you want to do that again?

Instead, you shrug.

“Never mind. Don’t worry about it. Forget I said anything.”

“Rebel!” He calls as you walk into the bar that night, waving you over to a table where he’s standing with Ghost and Owl.

You sigh, heading in that direction, not missing the look Owl and Ghost share at the gesture. It’s barely before Coyote slides a beer in your direction before someone slides their arm over your back and you turn, seeing Celestial, a pilot stationed at your base.

She’s actually a WSO, something she’s endlessly proud of.

She’s also insanely kind, and a much better human being than you fear you will ever be.

She gives you a bright smile, her eyes glittering with excitement. “So… I got word today from my Commanding Officer that I’m getting a promotion.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

She nods, her dangling earrings following the movement. “With my new Lieutenant Commander status, I will also be relocating to Pensacola.”

“Lucky bitch.” Ghost mutters, taking a swig of his beer. “I would do anything to be back in the Florida sun.”

“Cel, that’s great!” Owl exclaims from across the table, reaching out to squeeze the blonde’s hand.

“Congrats.” Coyote says, raising his beer.

“Yeah, that’s really amazing.” You say, biting your bottom lip.

Celestial and you were friendly, one of the only pilots around the base who could stand you, and her leaving felt a lot heavier than it would’ve just even a month ago.

“I’m really happy for you.” You muster, offering her a smile.

“Thanks.” She says, bringing you into a hug. You blink, realizing tears are stinging your eyes as you come up to wrap your arms around her. “Anyways, I just wanted to come over and tell you since I ship out in two days. My squadron’s taken me out for celebratory drinks so I better be getting back to them.”

You watch her go, the table falling into the comfortable conversation you’re sure they'd been having before you’d come over, prompting you to shrug on your jacket you must’ve taken off at some point, not having touched the drink Coyote had gotten you. You don’t bother to say goodbye, slipping back through the crowd and leaving the bar.

The sound of the bar door opening follows you as you walk into the parking lot. “Rebel, hey, are you okay?”

You sigh, taking a deep breath through your nose before turning to face the pilot. “‘M good. Just tired all of a sudden.”

He eyes you. “You really that upset over Cel leaving?”

You shrug. “Kind of. She’s really my only friend around here.”

He scoffs. “We aren’t friends?”

You cross your arms, shrugging again. “We’re friends?”

He gives a half-chuckle, stepping closer to you. “Rebel, we almost died together. We’re bonded for life.”

Still, you don’t give, offering him a skeptical look. “And you trust me enough for that? Cause personally-”

He waves a hand, cutting you off. “Of course I trust you. Relationships are built on trust, and I trust you.” He sighs, taking another step closer to you, reaching for one of your arms. “C’mere you.”

He pulls you close to his chest, arms wrapping tightly around you.

It’s one of those hugs that just makes you feel safe, grounded, like everything might just be okay.

“Hey, any time they get to be too much or- or you feel alone, you come find me and we talk about it, okay?”

You sniff, pulling away. “Okay.”

“Pinky promise?”

You huff out a laugh at his outstretched hand. “Are you serious? I’m not twelve.”

You couldn’t remember the last time you pinky promised with someone, just that it had been your thing with a boy long gone from your life.

“Yeah, I’m serious. Because you seem like the type to say yes and then not so… pinky promise.”

You give an exaggerated sigh, locking your pinky with his. “Fine, I pinky promise.” He laughs, a real laugh from his chest as he pulls you into his side. “Good. C’mon, you didn’t drink your beer.”

#ky's 1.5k celebration #same mistakes

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bodacious-zam · 1 year

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Kys cannot actually stand for "keep yourself safe". This is because the word "yourself" abbreviates into ys, so kys would stand for "keep yourself" rather than "keep yourself safe". Boom shakalaka babye

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heavensickness · 1 year

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kys also standing for "keep yourself safe" is so funny. if someone i love texted me "kys! :)" with good intentions i would still faint

#shitposting

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wonder-queen-123 · 7 months

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? x Self Harming Suicidal Reader

Description: Katherine Yumizaki (aka Y/n) has been verbally and physically abused by her family her whole life, and the only ones who know/knew were her teachers, and her best friends. Due to this, she always wore clothes that covered her completely.

Side note: the only names that are going to be mentioned are Katherine’s, Aizawa, Mina and Ochaco.

Also btw, Katherine’s quirks are going to be quirk manipulation, and elemental manipulation/control.

“Hey, Kathy.” Mina and Ochaco greeted simultaneously. “How are you doing this fine morning?” Kathy smiled softly and said that she had been better. “Let us know if there’s anything we can do for you. And according to Aizawa, we’re going to be having a special guest come into class today.”

As the three of them walked into the classroom, Katherine immediately noticed the look one of her classmates were giving her. She just rolled her eyes, and took her seat beside Mina.

As everyone was waiting for Aizawa, Kathy heard her phone buzz, and took one look at the screen, then proceeded to hold back tears the best she could. Mina almost immediately realized that Kathy was on the verge of tears, and asked what happened.

Kathy showed her phone to Mina, and watched as Mina’s smile slowly fell. The message that Kathy had received was from her mother, and it read: ‘Hey, Useless Bitch! Just because you’re attending the school meant for heroes doesn’t mean that you’re actually going to become one. Why don’t you make yourself useful for once and fucking kys! You’ll never amount to anything in life anyway, dumb ass hoe.’

“Hun,” Mina began, looking at kathy sadly. “Don’t worry, I’m telling Mr. Aizawa about this, and we’ll get this resolved. Since me and Uraraka are the only ones in here who know about this, the two of us are going to do everything in our power to make sure that you’re safe and happy. Believe me.” Mina then stood up from her seat, and hugged Kathy as tightly as she could.

Once Aizawa finally walked in, he immediately noticed kathy and Mina hugging, and had a feeling that something happened. “Ashido, and Yumizaki, would you two please stay after class?” was all Mr. Aizawa said, before getting a nod from Mina.

Towards the end of class, two classmates activated their quirks, and was trying to hit Kathy with them, however, thanks to Aizawa still being awake…the classmates both got their quirks erased, and got told off by Aizawa.

“Yumizaki and Ashido, please stay behind. Everyone else, class dismissed. (After everyone else leaves) Alright, Ashido, care to explain what I saw when I walked in earlier?” Aizawa said, noticing Kathy looking slightly uneasy.

Mina explained what happened, and asked how long it would take to get Kathy away from her family. “Honestly Ashido, I’m not sure. But what I can say is this, Katherine isn’t going anywhere, and doesn’t have to worry. Currently, me and some of the other pros/teachers, including the principal are all trying to get this thing resolved. And since you and Uraraka are the only two in class who knows what’s going on, I’m asking you to continue to keep things on the DL…at least for the time being.”

As Aizawa continued talking, he had a feeling that it wouldn’t be long until Kathy lost control again. Before he could say anything else, he noticed Kathy get up from her seat, and run out of the classroom. Before Aizawa even had the chance to say anything, Mina quickly stood up and ran after Kathy.

Once Kathy was far enough from the classroom, she ran into the nearest empty room, and began self harming again. Mina and Ochaco weren’t aware that Kathy had been self harming, so when Mina walked in and caught her best friend red handed, she completely froze.

After a few minutes of standing in the doorway mouth agape, Mina finally ran over to Kathy and stopped her. “What-what are you thinking, Kathy?!” Mina asked, between sobs. “Why would you ever think about doing something like this? (Cries) I knew that your home life was bad, but I didn’t realize that it was this bad. Does-(sniffles) does anyone else know about this?”

As Mina was talking to Kathy, and trying to stop the bleeding, Kathy just looked away, feeling a little ashamed. “I hate my life, Mina.” Kathy finally said, turning her gaze back to her alien friend. “My mom does all the verbal abuse, while my dad does the physical. I hate them! Whenever I go home, I have little to no freedom. I’m either always getting yelled at by my mom, or getting beaten by my dad. Hell, even if it’s in the middle of the night, neither of them seem to care. My mom will continue to scream and yell at me, and tell me how pathetic I am. She also tells me that I’m a waste of space and time. I can’t take it anymore!”

“So you turn to self harm?!” Mina countered, wiping the tears from her eyes. “I’m not going to lie and say that I know what you’re going through, or that I’ve been there; but I can and will say this: self harm is not the answer, Kathy. I know people are jerks and assholes…I mean, look at one of our classmates! People are stupid, and think they can just push others around, but at the end of the day, we’re all human. We all make mistakes, and you don’t have to use self harm as an escape. Let me help you.”

After that, Kathy pretty much told Mina everything, and that she just wanted to be free from her family.

Over the next few days, kathy continued to get mean messages from her mother, and also continued getting picked on and bullied by a few of her classmates, and other students.

One day however, was the last straw for kathy and she really couldn’t take it anymore. Her mother and father both texted her that she would be better off dead, and everyone that claimed to care about her was just being nice out of pity. And the bullying got worse as well.

Kathy was pushed and shoved into the lockers, had others quirks constantly hitting her, or trying to hit her, graffiti written on her locker, desk, and other various places with insults and phrases that she only ever heard from her mother.

The worst of it all though was in the cafeteria during lunchtime. Someone had created a giant banner with the phrase “go kys Katherine Yumizaki!”, along with the insults such as “bitch”, “hoe”, “whore”, “slut”, etc.

As soon as Katherine saw that, it was immediately game over. She quickly ran out of the cafeteria, and left the UA campus. She left all of her belongings back at school, and had left a note for Mina and Ochaco.

Once in the city, Kathy went to the tallest building, and went up to the roof. She took off her shoes, and jacket, and anything else that she considered to be “unnecessary”, and slowly approached the edge.

Little did she know however, someone had been following her, to see what she was planning on doing. As soon as they saw her enter the tallest building in the city, they almost immediately had an idea of what she was going to try and do.

Just as she got to the edge of the roof, she screamed as loud as she could, and let all of her emotions out, while staring off into the distance. She activated her elemental control quirk, and engulfed herself in rainbow colored flames, as well as unintentionally forming a hurricane. With the sudden windstorm, and the sky becoming a dark grey, her classmates all knew what was happening.

On top of the hurricane that was forming, other natural disasters were also occurring. A flood, tsunami, tornado, whatever kind of natural disaster you could think of…it was happening. (For the most part.)

Katherine’s “savior” only realized how bad the situation actually was as they were climbing up each floor to the roof of the aforementioned building.

“Dammit!” They screamed. “What the hell has gotten into her?! What the hell is going on here? Dammit, I’ve gotta go faster.”

With the situation quickly becoming even more dire and dangerous, everyone in UA knew that it was only a matter of time before everyone went to hell. “Aizawa-Sensei,” one of his students asked, looking at him with worry and concern. “What’s going on? And where’s Katherine? Usually she would be here after lunch with the rest of us? Also, where’s ___? They should be here too.”

“I can’t tell you the full story, but I assume this has something to do with Katherine’s home life. Either that, or possibly the fact that she might’ve been getting bullied by at least one of your classmates. Now, whereas for your second question, if I had to guess I’d say that ____ is looking for Katherine to try and calm her down. Now, I don’t know why she let her quirk get out of control, but I know that I’m not just going to stand here and do nothing while one or more of my students, are possibly in danger. Everyone, go find a room that doesn’t have any windows! If you can’t, go find another teacher or the principal and tell them that I said to get somewhere safe! If you see any other teachers that might be able to possibly help, tell them to come help me find and calm Katherine down! Class rep, you’re in charge!”

As Aizawa is running out of UA, Katherine’s savior is still trying to get to her before things get even worse. “Yumizaki!” They screamed, trying to watch out for the building that already started to crumble.

While all of this was happening, Katherine herself was still leaning on the railing and staring off into the distance, tears still rolling down her face. “Fuuuucccckkkkkk!!!” She screamed, leaning even further over the railing. “Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Why??!!! Why does my fucking life have to turn to absolute fucking shit???!!! Why does my goddamn family fucking hate me so much??!!! I HATE YOU ALLLL!!!!!”

As Katherine continued to scream and cry, her classmate noticed more pieces of the building starting to crumble and fall, and soon realized that if she kept screaming like that with them trying to get to her….they could get crushed if they weren’t careful.

They would’ve used their quirk, but that would’ve been too risky and dangerous. The closer they got to Katherine, the clearer her screams became, and more understandable. “I FUCKING HATE YOU MOTHER AND FATHER!!!”

With all the wind and debris flying around outside, it wasn’t easy to see Katherine, but with a little bit of luck, her classmate managed to spot her and saw that she, for whatever reason, hadn’t jumped yet, so there was still a chance to save her.

Her classmate crashed through the double doors that lead to the roof, and tried calling out to Katherine, but to no avail. It was only now that they realized just how bad things had gotten, and how incredibly windy it was outside. With all the wind and debris flying everywhere, it started to blur Katherine’s classmates’ vision, temporarily blinding them.

However, they weren’t going to give up, because that’s not what a hero does. They didn’t come all this way to just throw in the towel now.

“Katherine! Hey!!!” They screamed, trying to get her attention. “I know you’re still in there, dammit! If you can hear me, then listen up! I don’t know what you’re going through, but, I can tell you this: you don’t have to go through it alone! You hear me?! I’ll help you through this, but in order for that to work, you can’t jump! Don’t throw your life away just because some people are fucking assholes! I know it’s ironic coming from me, but you’ve got to listen to me! I get it, people are jerks! People suck, and the world would be better off without them! But listen here, and listen well! I don’t fucking care about what people say or think about you! You’ve gotta remember that their opinions don’t mean jackshit! Please! Come back to UA with me, and we can talk things out! You don’t have to throw your life away just because someone told you to! I…I love you dammit! Ever since we met, I haven’t been able to keep you off of my mind! Sorry if that sounds creepy or weird, but it’s true! I love you so fucking much! You’re…my best friend. I can’t lose you! I don’t want to! So, please take my hand, and get away from the edge!! Please!!! I’m begging you!!!!”

To their surprise, Katherine actually turned around and looked at them, both of them crying uncontrollably. Katherine reached out her hand, and was just about to grab onto her classmates hand, when the railing suddenly broke. Since she still had one hand in the railing, and since it was now raining heavily, her foot slipped, causing her to lose her balance and fall backwards…breaking the railing in the process.

“No!!!” Her classmate screamed, as they ran over to the edge, and managed to catch her before she fell too far. It took them a minute to realize that Katherine was hanging upside down, due to them catching her by the ankle. When they finally realized, and tried to see if she was okay, they may have or might’ve not saw up her skirt by accident.

They blushed a deep red, and looked away. They pulled her back onto the roof, and continued looking away from embarrassment. “Uh, s-sorry about that. I d-didn’t mean to.” They said, slowly turning their gaze towards Kathy. “Huh? What are you apologizing-“ Katherine’s face became just as red as her saviors, and looked the other way.

“Don’t-don’t worry about it. If it was an accident, then…” just as the two of them sat beside each other looking in the opposite direction, Aizawa and a few others crashed through the double doors and saw the two students.

“Katherine, are you alright? You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?” Aizawa asked, as he slowly approached his two students. “N-no, I-I’m fine, Sensei. B-Bakugo s-saved me. I owe him m-my life.” Katherine stuttered, looking at her savior.

“Th-thank you, B-Bakugo.” “You’re welcome, or whatever. Dumbass.” Bakugo said, standing up. “And….call me Katsuki.” Katherine nodded slightly and whispered Bakugo’s name.

“Katsuki. I like that.”

End..

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