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whorefordazai · 3 years

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hi hi its me!! im just feeling really bad and holding my tears rn. can i get anything with aku/chuu/dazai, whoever u deem more fit! they are my comfort bbys. running away from home, even if its just for a night,maybe going to some rooftop or a drive at night. my situation at home isnt the best and i feel rly caged and anxious bc i don't have friends to go out with when my situation gets overwhelming so i just break down in my room haha. anyways, i hope this is good enough? just some comfort or validating words!! sending hugs to u rai, ilysm. thank u for doing this its basically therapy for me ajsbdhd ❤️🌷

I hope things get better for you bestie, love you <33

“Till forever falls apart”

ft. dazai x gn! reader

genre: fluff, comfort

wc: 1.5k (I think🥲)

synopsis: running away from home with dazai yup yup !! simply a big fat cliche but it’s my guilty pleasure of fluff 🌝 includes a lot of kisses, hand holding, and comfort 🧍‍♂️

Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick the fucking tock.

The clock made no noise, but you imagined it did. After all, that was what usually happened when one planned to sneak out during ungodly hours of the night. Looking at the time, it read 3:54 am.

You couldn’t stay here for one more second.

Swiftly, yet quietly lifting off the covers from your body, you got up from bed, and made your way to the window. It wasn’t sunrise yet. The sky was still dark, the streets peacefully quiet. The street lamp flickered, the airy fog was light against the ground.

It was perfect.

It wasn’t perfectly planned—but knowing Dazai, it wouldn’t go completely wrong. Feeling suffocated and unable to stay home, you had spontaneously called him two hours prior, around 2 am. His disoriented sleepy voice had picked up the call.

“...Hm? Babe? What time is it...” Dazai’s delicate husky voice spoke through the phone.

You could almost imagine him letting out a yawn and stretching out in his futon, brown curls resting against his face, his eyes tearing up from the yawn. You mentally cursed yourself when a smile appeared on your lips from hearing the mere sound of his voice.

You cleared your throat. “Yeah, it’s 2 am. Listen I...” your words stopped before you could continue. You gulped. Would he even be up for this? Would he be up for running away?

Dazai seemed to notice your voice falter. He spoke more hushed this time. “Are you okay? Are you safe? Do you need me to get you?”

You stayed silent for a few seconds before exhaling.

“No...well, yes but no. And...no you don’t need to come get me. I just wanted to hear your voice, Osamu. Thanks—you can go back to sleep now.”

You bit your lip, your finger hovered over the hang up button.

“ADADADA WAIT!—“

You raised an eyebrow. Dazai’s voice now spoke louder, as if his tone was full of mischief. “Huh?”

“Darling, I wasn’t sleeping anyway. In what universe would Dazai Osamu be sleeping at 2 am? C’mon sweetheart—you know me better than that.” He chuckled.

Your breathe hitched for a second—and then you laughed. It was a quiet airy laugh. He’s right...what was I so worried about?

“Okay then,” you giggled, voice laced with a plan.

“What do say about running away with me at 4 am?”

“Why that is...MARVELOUS!! Running away is what I do best!”

You laughed again, still managing to keep a hushed voice. “Alright—then come pick me up at 4 am will you? 4 am sharp.”

“You got it, babe.” You could almost picture his devilish smirk and golden brown eyes glinting with mischief.

The clock now read 4:01 am. Dazai was definitely here.

You gulped as you opened the window in your room, careful not to make even the tiniest noise.

And there he was.

It was barely noticeable, but you could see Dazai’s figure between the dark shadows in the car. As you both made eye contact, a smile appeared on your lips.

Just to be cheesy, you blew him a kiss, and he dramatically caught—pressing his fingers to his lips.

Getting out of the window was the easy part—actually leaving without anyone noticing was going to be difficult. It would’ve been even more difficult if Dazai wasn’t here to help you.

“Hi.” You smiled, sitting down on the passenger seat next to him.

“Hi.” He smiled back. The two of you looked at each other for a few seconds, before Dazai moved closer and put a hand on your cheek, immediately locking lips with you.

Hands immediately wrapping around his neck, you smiled into the kiss. The butterflies in your stomach exploded when his hand wrapped around your waist, squeezing your hip. When his tongue brushed against your bottom lip, you breathlessly chuckled and pulled back.

“Hurry, let’s get out of here! We can continue this later~” You scratched the back of your neck, cheeks flushed pink.

“Off we go then!” He smirked, eyes looking forward and hands shifting the car gear.

And you were off.

Probably driving around seventy miles per hour, Dazai rolled down the windows and turned on the radio for some music. You grinned, hearing the sound of the breeze down the music.

“This is—why didn’t we do this sooner!?” You laughed, feeling the wind flush against your face. You looked over to Dazai, who had an equally huge smile on his face, his brown curls being swept back by the wind.

“Y/n—we’re about to drive through a tunnel. Peek your head out the car roof! I swear, it’ll feel amazing!” Dazai beamed, sliding open the car roof so that you would be ready.

“Huh?! Are you sure—”

“I’m very fucking sure!!” He laughed.

“OH—okay then!” A smirk appeared on your lips as you stood up and peaked out half your body through the roof.

It was fucking amazing.

The tunnel was brightly lit with yellow lights, the wind was blowing through your hair. In that moment...hell, you couldn’t even explain how you were feeling in this moment.

As the car stopped on a red light, you sat back down in your seat and closed the car roof. Dazai smirked. “That was cool, right?”

“Very fucking cool. Although, next time I’d like to do in your arms.” You smiled. He raised his eyebrows, and grabbed your hand, kissing your knuckles.

A sudden chill went through your body as the wind blew colder. You shivered, rubbing your arms up and down. You chuckled to yourself. I must’ve forgotten to grab a hoodie in all this rush…

“Here, put this on.” Dazai chuckled, leaning to the back seat and grabbing a black hoodie. You eyed him carefully, grabbing the hoodie he was handing to you.

Putting it on, you immediately felt a sense of warmth envelope your skin. Shivering once again, you hugged yourself. It smelled exactly like him.

“Thanks, Osamu…” you softly smiled. He glanced your way for a few seconds before nodding. “No problemo!”

“...No, seriously.” You lightly scoffed with a small smile on your face. You put your hand on his.

“Without you...I would’ve still been stuck there. You have no idea how much you’ve helped….”

Your words were stopped when you felt Dazai grab your hand and intertwine your fingers. He turned his head towards you, a smile on his lips. “I know...call me anytime, okay? I wanna see you all the time.”

You pressed a quick kiss on his lips, sitting back in your seat. Your eyes were practically lit up as you rubbed small circles on Dazai’s knuckles.

You felt simply...the only word to describe it was euphoric. The rush in your bones. It was so fucking cliche, running away with your boyfriend at 4 am.

It was so perfectly cliche that you couldn’t help but laugh to yourself.

“We’re here,” Dazai’s voice sang as he slowed down the car to a complete stop. You looked ahead—it was fairly dark, only a few street laps illuminating the building in front of you.

“An abandoned building…?” Your mouth opened, eyes a little wide.

“Yup! Now come on….” Dazai smiled, pulling your hood over your head and squeezing your face. He moved closer and pressed several kisses on your cheeks, nose, and forehead. Practically anywhere he could get access too.

“H-hey! that’s—a lot—of—kisses!!” You managed to say between breaths as he continued to kiss your lips every time you began to talk. Both his hands were squeezing your cheeks like a baby.

He suddenly laughed, the soft grip on your cheeks now turning into a caress. Dazai’s thumb rubbed soft circles against your cheek. He seemed to quiet down, but he was now staring into your eyes

“Uh...are we gonna go inside or…?” You raised an eyebrow, gently tucking a piece of his hair behind his ear. It was soft, just like how you remembered it to be.

“Yeah...let’s go.” He smirked, hands leaving your face and opening his own door to get out of the car. You got out a second after him, feet hitting the soft dirt.

Dazai suddenly clasped your hand in his, pulling you with him as he dashed to the entrance. Your eyes flew open. “W-wait! Dazai, you seem really excited—“

“No time to speak, darling—were on the move!!” He laughed, pulling the both of you up endless stairs. You felt an enabling rush as Dazai ran ahead of you, hands held together. The buzz in your body, the euphoric smile that never left your lips.

“We’re here,” Dazai gasped out, coming to a halt. The breeze gently blew across the huge clearing. You rested your hands on your knees for a second, just to catch your breath.

“We’re...on the roof…?” You bit your lip, suppressing the huge idiotic smile that was about to make its way onto your face. Dazai nodded, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“This is...beautiful.” The roof was dark, it was ghostly quiet. You could only see the city lights from across the railing. Dazai walked to the edge, hand still intertwined with yours.

He leaned against the metal bar, hands gripping the pole with a huge smile on his lips.

God, he looked so beautiful. His brown hair was gently flowing against the breeze, the bridge of his nose seemed to perfectly shape the rest of his face. Leaning your head against his shoulder, you smiled.

“You’re not gonna ask me to jump off the roof with you, hm?” You whispered as a joke. He glanced at you for half a second before wrapping his whole arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his chest.

“No...not today, darling.”

His eyes seemed glassy, but somehow the clearest you’d ever seen. You blinked a couple times, before finally settling your face back into his shoulder.

“You know,” he mumbled into your hair. “I look at you in a way I thought I could never look at someone.”

You stayed silent, both your hearts beating. He continued.

“I look at you, with love in my eyes. Love I didn’t know was in me...love I didn’t know I was capable of feeling.” He licked his lips with half lidded eyes. “I look at you with the love I thought I had lost.”

You buried your face deeper into his chest. “I love you so much, Dazai.” You whispered. He kissed the top of your head, humming in response.

“I wanna stay like this forever.” You mumbled, eyes suddenly becoming foggy, remembering you had no one back home.

“I know.” He softly whispered, kissing the top of your head.

“I wanna stay with you forever.”

“I know.”

“Just with you, Dazai. No one else.”

“I know.”

“But we can’t...it won’t last forever.”

“...I know.”

He suddenly wrapped his arms around your whole body, hugging you as if you were going to disappear. One of his arms circled your waist, while the other held the back of your head.

“Then we’ll stay like this—till forever falls apart.” You mumbled, inhaling his sweet scent.

He nodded, kissing the tip of your nose. “Till forever falls apart.”

a/n: a part of this was inspired by the movie perks of being a wallflower, I’m sure you can tell which part :)

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the-dragon-hearted · 3 years

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Dream and Technoblade

So, the Dream and Techno villain duo - a breakdown of their characterization:

Get yourself a rival who will bond with you in prison, laugh at your jokes, argue with your shared torturers, and then leave you hidden Blueprints under the block where you two formed your first alliance. Get yourself someone who is your opposite in many ways, but your equal in so many others.

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Technoblade and Dream have always been the epitome of strength for the server. In that way, they're equals.

They've always been the tanks, the aces up the sleeves, the be-all-end-all. Equals.

They're similar in how they are quick to resort to violence as it's what they're best at. They're similar in how they very easily forget about the innocents they hurt to achieve their separate goals. They're similar in their basic characterization.

In other ways, they're completely different.

Take, for instance, their selfishness:

Both Dream and Techno have always been selfish. Dream's selfishness has been shown in his quest for power, for godhood. It's etched in the exile arc and brought to light in the final showdown where he finally meets his match; Punz's betrayal and the unexpected unification of the server against his, said, greed and selfishness.

Techno's selfishness on the other hand is shown when he sets a goal and sees it through because he is right and no one else can matter. It's seen in how he destroys L'Manburg two times; both times he sees himself to be in the right and pushes aside anyone else's opinion. Both times he takes action based on what he wants.

Dream's lust for power and control pushed everyone else he ever cared for away. He's always been self-serving with a flair for the dramatics (very different for dry-cut Technoblade who's never been impressed by anything thespian or dramatic). Unlike Technoblade, Dream is never happy where he is - he's always wanting something more. He's always been searching for the next big power, the next revival book, the next puppet to manipulate.

Techno's selfishness is different. He's never aspired to be anything more than what he is; Technoblade. All he's ever wanted is to exist without someone hurting him. He's correlated governments and anyone with 'power' to be something that can hurt him or those he cares about so he strikes out at them and destroys them without a second thought.

This basic character trait seems two-dimensional until you see how it's applied to the characters. Dream's selfishness isolated him from any support system and alienated him from his own friends, his own trusted mercenary. Techno's selfishness led him to do anything for those he cared for, even at the expense of others; it created a staunch loyalty that cemented his support system in Philza and now in the syndicate.

They're opposites to one another in how their selfishness formed them, but they're on parallel paths.

Furthermore, there's how these rivals interact with the plot:

Dream's always climbing up the next mountain. Yearning for the next battle. Every time we've seen Dream, except for the prison arc, he's always ready to fight. Always picking, poking, prodding, urging the plot to move along because he is never happy where he is. This is partially due to the fact that the audience never sees Dream except for when he is in a lore stream, whenever he's on the stream he's always turning the gears in the scene. He's either one of the main players or he's a constant threat watching from the sidelines.

Techno, on the other hand, was happy staying stagnant with the plot. The most motivated he saw him was while he was helping take back Manburg, and even then all he was trying to do was tear down the government and establish what he thought would be the next sense of normalcy; anarchy. After he tore down the government himself he took joy in staying stagnant. It almost felt like he was being unwillingly pulled along with the plot that he wanted nothing to do with (not the content creator, but the character) in how he was forced out of retirement by the people he hurt. He always seemed to like the norm. He was happy with Philza, with his house and his farm. He was happy with his crimes and his guilt. He never aspired or wanted anything else except to keep himself and his friends right where they were, without changing because changing could mean pain and Technoblade has made it clear that he does not like to feel pain, especially in the emotional sense.

The prison is a brilliant arc and I will stand by it because it did one crucial thing for these two villains; it brought them back into action. It brought them together.

It gave them both a reason to fight and it gave them sympathy from the audience. Now - before we get into the "abusers should not be given sympathy" argument we have to remember what we're watching here. It's a story. It's a special story in the sense that every character wants their voice to be heard. There's not one narrator behind it who can slight certain characters as the characters are all individually controlled by actual people. Of course, the plot lines are not going to be moral or necessarily 'good' in a moral sense - but they never had been. Dream has made it clear that he's a villain and the prison arc wasn't meant to make everyone go "ohhhhhh poor green bby :( " - it was meant to showcase Sam and Quackity. The prison arc was Quackity's time to develop and grow comfortable in the power vacuum that Dream left behind. It was Sam's time to fall from grace and lose himself. It was Dream's time, for the first time in his character's life, to stay still.

The prison arc poised the question: "What would happen if one of the biggest powerhouses was pulled from play?" What would happen to the plot if the big bad villain wasn't around?

The answer; a new villain/issue rises. Quackity, Wilbur - these people that the audience knows are not truly evil people were able to play around in the sandbox without Dream there to overshadow them.

But what about Technoblade? Well, funny enough the prison arc did for Techno the exact opposite thing it did for his rival. Technoblade gained more power, he made more friends, his syndicate - while not very active (which is fitting for the man who wants nothing more than for everything to stay the same) is still a support system. Dream became less of a threat but Techno remained the same threat he'd always been, just as distant as he always had been, with no reason to throw himself back into the fray.

Until, of course, they were both imprisoned. Now I could go on and on about how Techno's willingness to walk into a trap really spells out the interest he holds for his rival and the trust he holds for Philza. I could go on about how shoving those two rivals together was lovely for these antagonists to grow. But for now, let's focus on what the prison did for the characters in a fundamental sense.

Time in prison taught Dream fear. It taught his character what it felt like to be stagnant. What it felt like for nothing to happen. Now, it remains to be seen what the plot will do now that Dream is free. Will he continue to push it forward just as he had before or will he be more discreet, warier? Perhaps the time in prison will finally teach Dream to be more cautious - but who can say? All that's certain is he will not forget Quackity for what he did, just as Tommy won't forget Dream.

Time in prison for Techno, on the other hand, taught him nothing. All the prison did was reaffirm what Techno always thought; any large institution, anything with power will try to hurt Technoblade. The prison had the same effect on Techno as the Butcher Army did - it pulled him back into the plot kicking and screaming because the greatest warrior on the SMP cannot be allowed to sit idle. What the prison was meant to do was give Technoblade an excuse to come back into the plot, reluctant as ever because that's who he's always been.

So now the two are free, and they have the same goal. History does indeed repeat itself.

Their first alliance was formed in shadow, where Dream refused to outwardly say if whether he supported Pogtopia or not but his actions towards Techno made it clear that he would assist, albeit secretly. They didn't need to share words for both to get what the other wanted.

Their second alliance came after L'Manburg was won back from Schlatt, also forged in whispers. A whisper and an answer that resulted in chaos and destruction for which the two needed no rehearsal.

Their third came to finish off what they'd started, tearing a young country apart. They've never needed to plan, they're so similar that both Dream and Technoblade had prepared to annihilate L'Manburg on their own. All their alliance did was spell absolute decimation.

Now, it begins again. Only fitting their next alliance will go back to the hill where it began, with few words and an equation that spells destruction.

The prison may change Dream. It will not change Techno. Now, they're both out, closer than ever. Two loners, strong in their own right with a vendetta against the world.

It's almost guaranteed that they will be back for vengeance. Either together or on their own. Another similarity they share; they can be vindictive

#dream smp #c!dream #c!techno #c!technoblade #c!quackity #c!sam #This isn't trying to be critical of anyone #Every character has made poor decisions #rivals duo

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mythiccheroacademia · 4 years

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Okay bcuz this manga has me fucked all the way up,I need me some happy headcanons with Shigi and Dabi,like how would they be if they had a childhood sweetheart s/o that stayed with them ever since they knew each other?Knew each other better than anyone kinda deal?

A/N: The way this manga is fucking with my emotions don’t sit right in my spirit. I hope these headcanons add a little fluff to your life. Sorry it’s not all the way fluffy. I had to stick to character. But, they're as fluffy as a homicidal maniacs can be🥺

Warnings: implied sexual activity, toxic relationship dynamics, death?, idk man

Tomura Shigaraki:

if there was one thing shigiraki’s enemies saw redeemable in him, it was his care for his friends

yes, he had a hard time trusting people (who can blame him), he wasn’t patient, he threw temper tantrums at his big age, and he barely showered

but he cared about his friends bc the only genuine love he felt, besides his sister, was from his friendship with you

before his quirk manifested, he and you would play with heroes all the time!

even when his dad would yell at him and give you dirty looks, you were still his friend

he never really forgot about you after his disappearance

your love and presence would always be in his heart

he was just busy dealing with, y’know, psychological trauma and world destruction

then, one day, you both saw each other when he was doing his daily walks and took time to catch up

you meet up all the time, and in those moments, you start to fall for one another

he was frustrated that he started becoming self-conscious about his skin, but you never failed to tell him how he still reminded you of the cute, shy, boy back in the day

then you’d recoil in embarrassment and tell him to forget you said that

it was annoying, but you actually made him blush

wears half gloves so he can touch your hand

he even stole a phone so he could text you

he doesn’t feel the need to wear the hands with you

at first, shigaraki kept you away from the LoV bc he didn’t know if he could trust you

and he didn’t want you a part of the violence, but he eventually couldn’t hide it when you started questioning him about his whereabouts—and it was so hard to lie to you

not when you still looked at him like he looked at you—like you were the world

little by little shigaraki starts to reveal his history, his thoughts, ideologies, and plans to you

at first, you’re horrified, and you immediately try to convince him to stop his plans

it ends up in a fight and he walks away before he does something he regrets

he laughs at the pain coursing through his chest bc why would you agree with him? he was a fool for thinking you’d join him. how could you? you were miss perfect

doesn’t cry but is noticeably angrier

heartbreak is a bitch

but then he gets a text from you to meet him at your apartment

it’s cryptic and so fucking dramatic but he shows up only bc he wants to set you straight

he’s surprised to feel you connect foreheads, just like you two did when he got nervous as a child, and tell him

“i don’t agree with your methods, but i’ll follow you if it’s to keep you safe. i lost you once and i refuse to lose you again”

in a moment of weakness, shigaraki kisses you

and the deal is sealed

it’s true he wants to destroy everything

and it’s true he doesnt want to be around after he does

but, at least he’ll enjoy the time he has with you

you mask your identity to everyone but shigaraki, only showing up to save him

throughout your time, you watch him grow, mature, and truly fit into the role of a leader when he becomes the head of the Paranormal Liberation Front

finally keeps up with his hygiene lmao

you spend countless nights talking, kissing, and other not kid-friendly things

you two knew everything about the other

you start to see his POV as you observe the poor actions of heroes and the civilians

soon, you’re always by his side—there’s never a time he’s somewhere and you’re not and vice versa

people catch on that you’re not just some bodyguard

they start treating you like they would shigaraki based on your power and their leader’s own demand for them to

many try to ask about your identity and shigaraki is quick to shut that shit down

you even dutifully watch him as the old doctor takes him through his torturous transformation

and when the heroes come to capture him, you’re in the shadows waiting…

Dabi:

he’s a Todoroki

no, I don’t accept criticism

anyway

when he was young, you and the older todorokis would hang out together

you only knew each other bc you were rich and your parents were internationally recognized pro-heroes

you were dragged to so many boring hero events

you’d talk so much shit about how two-faced heroes were

that’s how all four of you bonded

there were times touya would disappear and you’d be confused

fuyumi and natsuo said he was “training”

you didn’t really think much of it so you went on with life

every time he came back, he was covered in bandages

after the fifth time, you ask him about it and he just breaks down and tells you everything

he tells you all about endeavor’s harsh training, how much he thought of him as a failure, and about how he was literally burning from the inside out

you were young and could barely process this

your life was perfect, how could you ever relate?

however, you promised to always be by his side

you wouldn’t let him feel alone

even after a day of abuse, touya would look forward to texting you

you’d talk about movies, comics, who was the best hero, who would win the world cup this year, etc.

would sneak into your house to play video games

it’s ended up in cuddling more often than he’s willing to admit

it wasn’t long before you two knew everything about one another

even about the dark thoughts in his head

it worried you, but again, you didn’t think much of it

how could you know it lead him to faking his own death?

something you didn’t know he had done until he appeared at your door years later

who the hell was this and why did he look like an overcooked omelet?

you didn’t even believe it was him until he told you he was right about Barcelona winning the world cup in 2009

you spent half the day crying and the other cussing him out for letting everyone think he was dead

goes, “lol, yeah that was wild. help me dye my hair?”

what an asshole

your relationship is weird and toxic

you guys are best friends teetering on lovers but it’s confusing bc dabi is cryptic is hell

he confessed that he liked you but tells you that he’s too dangerous for you

like this was some Twilight fanfic

like, okay Edward Cullen

but he’s serious bby, my mans is out here committing homicide

not good

he’ll text you from time to time and randomly shows up at your apartment like he owns the place

you’ll talk, have sex, and talk some more

eventually straight up tells you about his end goal and you’re like

????

you: touya, no???

him: dabi, yes

speaking of which, makes you call him dabi when he’s not in your guts

despite him being a dick, he’s quite charming when he wants to be

takes you to the best spot to see the city lights

or the stars on the beach

always tells you not to worry about him and that he has everything under control

very very protective

won’t like if you're involved with anything hero or villain-like

if you’re a civilian, ensures that you stay that way bc he’ll be damned if you get involved with what’s happening

stalks you (for “safety purposes”)

you two always fight when you catch him snooping around

but has the audacity to ghost you and come back like nothing happened

it’s so toxic

hates knowing that you cry when he comes back battered and burning from fights but he’s got a mission, srry bby

someone’s gotta take out endeavor

being close to him is not for the faint of heart, but you have to take it or leave it bc he’s set on his life’s purpose

the night before the war takes place, he’s suspiciously touchy

makes you promise that no matter what happens, you’ll find him if society starts to crumble

you're like…what the hell, dabi? stop speaking in riddles. just say you wanna marry me and go

but honey, he’s 100% serious and you’ll find out soon enough

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capricornus-rex · 4 years

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A Legacy Begun (9)

Chapter 9: A Padawan’s Trial | Cal Kestis x Reader

Summary: After a long time of running and fighting, you and Cal decided to finally settle down after all these years to raise a family. However, it was never a life of peace whilst the shadow of the Empire looms over your heads.

Prompt/s in play: Anon prompt (found in Chapter 1 link) + fic idea

A/N: Didn’t have the time to switch on my PS4 just to customize a saber lol so I went to saberforge.com and used their 3D Saber Builder instead. Here’s what i made for Cassidy Kestis’s saber!

Also posted in AO3

Tags: Scruffy! Cal Kestis, Daddy! Cal Kestis, Adult! Cal Kestis, Jedi Family, Jedi Offspring, Force-Sensitive Offspring, Settling Down, Rebel Alliance

Chapters: 1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – 5 – 6 – 7 | Previous: Part 8 | Next: Part 10 | Masterlist

9 of ?

1 BBY

Your slender fingers wove Cassidy’s bright, scarlet locks into tight, chunky braids. You hummed her favorite lullaby—a force of habit—as you secured the end of the braid with a band. She skipped towards the mirror hanging on the wall and let her fingertips glide over her hair.

“Is that how you like it?”

“Yes, Mommy, thank you!”

“You’re welcome, darling,” you received your thanks in full payment of a kiss and hug from Cassidy. “Go fetch your things now. Don’t forget your jacket, okay?”

“Okay!” she hopped down from her bed and started rummaging through her cabinets for stuff that she’ll bring in the trip.

You excused yourself and exited her bedroom, Cassidy was too excited to coherently reply to your permission. The ten-year-old’s heart was racing, her mind imagined so many things that could possibly happen, and she began visualizing what the place would look like.

Due to her excitement, she didn’t realize that she had taken a bit of her time in packing. She had gone through a raincheck of the contents of her backpack thrice now. She hastily slung the bag on her shoulders and snatched her crumpled poncho lying on a pile.

“Coming, Mom!” she announced, speeding out of her bedroom to join her parents at the door.

She slipped her both her hands into you and Cal’s hands, the three of you left your homestead and trekked towards the Mantis waiting a few meters away from the house.

The ship’s entry ramp unfolded, Cassidy lets go of your hands when you’ve reached a certain distance between the ship, her backpack bobbed up and down in every step as she ran towards the luxury cruiser.

“Aunt Cere! Aunt Merrin!” Cassidy squeaked happily, attempting to fit both women in her scrawny arms.

“Cassidy! Look how big you’ve gotten!” Cere chuckled, her hand patted Cassidy’s head and then hovered it to the empty space to emphasize the girl’s height.

“Any longer and you might just out-tall me—if that’s even a word!” Greez came in waddling into the scene. He had all four of his arms open for Cassidy and she gladly threw herself into them.

“I grew three inches this month!” she bragged, then proceeded to tease him by tussling the non-existent hair on his head to further establish her taking the lead in this height race she has with the Lateron.

The captain grumbled, uncertain to the crew whether he was joking around or is genuinely frustrated that the once-tiny Kestis kid is getting taller and taller each month. You and Cal eventually caught up with the crew, greeting each other with embraces and claps on the shoulders or backs.

“She’s quite excited,” Cere’s eyes rolled to the side, referring to Cassidy who was now busy checking out the terrarium.

“Yeah, let’s hope the entire ordeal doesn’t deter her,”

“She’ll be fine, [y/n],”

Revisiting the engine room and then spotting the lone white cot on the side brought back a lot of memories, it’s as though a long time has passed since you and Cal slept here. It had become an extra room since the three of you have made a home by the forest in Zera III.

You approached the now-empty workbench, you weren’t used to seeing it bare, having only the non-slip mat left—it was eventually returned to its former, cluttered glory when Cal settled the toolboxes specifically for this trip.

“Everything she’ll ever need is right here,”

“Where is she?”

“With Greez at the cockpit,”

“Oh no, is she pestering him to teach her how to drive?” the idea seemed rich, you’re already imagining the Lateron dealing with the redheaded handful that is your daughter.

Cal’s mockingly pensive look and a quick glance to the direction of the door meant “yes.” The two of you laughed among yourselves, Greez’s shouts from the cockpit amplified the comedy that was playing out in your heads. When the laughter died down, you surveyed the quarters.

“Is it just me or did this room just got narrower?”

“Feels pretty much the same to me,”

“Yeah, brings back memories,”

Cal leaned closer to you, his warm breath blew on your shoulder and the hairs on your nape pricked up.

“Oh yeah, which ones?” he purred suggestively.

“Very funny,”

He teased you some more, brushing away the hair over your shoulders to expose your neck for his lips to brush against.

“Cal, not while she’s here,”

“We can always lock the door—say it suddenly jammed,” he nibbled your earlobe as his hand searched for yours to intertwine with.

He continued to suckle your neck, a weak yelp escaped your throat—his eyebrows flicked up upon hearing it, his lips curled in satisfaction as he continued prod the tip of his tongue to the crook of your shoulder. Your arm began to move by itself, reaching for the railing as support—you knew what your body was trying to make you do, with your only weapon being your willpower, your hand gripped the edge of the table instead.

“Well? How about it, love?” he sniggered.

You didn’t know why it pained you to pull yourself away, just when your body was beginning to heat up. You twirled to face him, looked him in the eye and gathered the guts to tell it to his face.

“Might I remind you that we have our daughter on board,” you steeled your voice, when you saw the puppy eyes being deployed, you bit your lip and fiddled with the buckle of Cal’s armor. “But later—when she’s sound asleep.”

A glint in Cal’s eye shone brighter than the white dwarf star found in Zera III’s sky. Amused, you stood on the tips of your toes to plant a tender kiss on his lips. You playfully clapped his chest with both of your hands before walking out of the quarters.

You switched on the holotable and typed the coordinates of Ilum. The message reflected on Greez’s computer and he charted the Mantis to its course.

“Now en route to Ilum!” the Lateron captain announced.

The family lounged in the holotable couch, Cassidy knelt behind Merrin in an attempt to braid her platinum hair which has grown dramatically over time—the length had already reached the center of her spine—and bantered with her father.

“Hey Dad, did you and Mom go to the Gathering together when you were younger?” Cassidy finally secured the twisted braid with a pin fastened to the back of Merrin’s head.

You and Cal exchanged glances, something warranted your eyes to meet. Then Cal quickly turned back to his daughter who now sat beside him on the sofa.

“No, we didn’t, unfortunately,”

“Would’ve been great if you did!”

“Yeah,” Cal trailed off, then returned his glance to you, a rather shy smile traced along his lips. “It would.”

The Mantis’s speed had slowed down, indicating your arrival in the planet’s orbit. Cassidy rushed to the cockpit. In her excitement, she stood between the seats, leaning closer and closer until she gets a better view of the ice-white planet that filled the roundness of her black pupils.

“Whoa, kid! Settle down, we’ll get closer in a few seconds!” Greez grumbled, both amused and overwhelmed by the kid’s wild hybrid of enthusiasm and excitement—honestly, he couldn’t tell which of the two anymore.

“Cassidy, you’ll hit your head once we get atmospheric turbulence,” Cal softly scolded as he assisted in flying the ship.

Cal cautioned her to buckle up and she ran to the nearest seat she could find—the chair opposite of Cere’s. The Mantis quaked as it cut through the thick clouds and heavy sheen of the snowstorm. Greez knew exactly where to the land—in the same spot behind a rock wall against the direction of the wind.

The child hopped out of her seat and sprinted towards the quarters where she had stashed her backpack. She moved with such brisk in the same fashion that one would be in when the phrase “This is not a drill” rings in an alarm. She slipped into the beige poncho with dark grey sleeves which she inherited from Cal. Despite the height she prided herself with, the poncho’s length fell to her shins—had she been shorter, it would have been a robe!

It didn’t bother her though, for she knew that it would keep her extra warm. She popped out of the quarters, the flap of the poncho billowing as she waddled about excitedly.

“Where’s Mom?”

“She’s already in the Temple,” Cal took her hand and the blizzard’s air wafted into the ship, sending literal chills down everybody’s spine.

“Cassidy,” the child glanced over her shoulder to the call of her name. “May the Force be with you.”

She repaid the greeting with a smile and then headed out of the ship. The coldest wind to have ever existed blew onto her already-numbing face, specks of ice pricked her freckled cheeks, and snowflakes have already adorned the twists of her braids as they billowed in the harsh winter gale.

“This blizzard is just the beginning, Cassidy! But don’t let it discourage you,” her father lectured as they stamped through ankle-deep snow—in Cassidy’s case, it’s calf-deep.

Her arm shielded her eyes as she felt the hand of her father on the small of her back, guiding her through the trek towards the entrance of the temple. A great mound of snow, perhaps meters thick, divided Cassidy and her kyber crystal.

“There’s no way we’re getting through this path,” Cal hinted, indirectly urging her to think for herself.

Admittedly, she didn’t anticipate that she’d be challenged head-on this soon. This didn’t discourage the Padawan, she unstrapped her backpack and fished out her own pair of climbing claws—she punched the wall, driving the metal nails into the rock face caked with ice and snow, and started scaling upward.

“Attagirl,” Cal muttered under his breath.

He watched his daughter scale the ice wall, Cassidy had become more acrobatic and lithe with her movements—something that she has utilized greatly to her advantage as she grew up with her training.

The beads of sweat freeze over her pores the second they come out, the closer she got to the top of the ice wall, the heavier her body felt.

“No…! Not now, not when I’m so close!!” she growled through clenched teeth, tugging her one arm out of the wall and then burying the claws again a few inches above her head to hoist herself up.

Come on, Cassidy! Pull up!

She coaxed herself mentally, a stripe of frosted sweat dripped along her temples until she finally reeled herself upward, scuttling through the snow to bring her body to the flat surface. She spotted a pair of boots planted on the soil, when she shot her head up, it was Cal; apparently, she was too caught up in reaching the top of the wall that she didn’t realize her father had beaten her to it. But it wasn’t a race, this was a trial—a trial that she had to face alone.

“Good job,” the emotion in Cal’s voice had unusually become stricter, almost sounding like Jaro Tapal. “We’ll be expecting you inside.”

Without awaiting a reply from her, he disappeared into the opening of the wall—Cassidy followed him into that opening and found an empty room. Another spherical entryway was found in the opposite side of the chamber; easily enough, she figured out the pulley mechanism to trigger the lens to open up, pooling the wall with golden light.

Cassidy followed the path that led to the platform overlooking the main foyer of the temple. She finds both of her parents by the ledge—her mother sitting erect yet relaxed while the father stood tall and proud, their backs turned against another lens.

As the daughter approached, her eyes widened at the sight of the largest crystal she’s ever seen—suspended from the ceiling, at the center of it all, white fog swirled in front of her as she exhaled her gasp.

“Impressive, and to think the main path had been blocked,” you began without prompt, drawing the attention of the girl to you. “But in this temple, you’ll find trials more challenging than the last. Finding one’s kyber is easier said than done. This whole place will test your mettle. Not only will the Force guide you to your crystal, but it will try you—constantly. Your training and skills are your only tools through this obstacle. We will keep a close eye on you, but everything you have to do—you do it alone. You do understand this, don’t you, Cassidy?”

“Yes,” she stiffened her demeanor and steeled her voice. “Yes, Master.”

“Good. May the Force be with you, my child.”

You channeled the Force towards the pulley mechanism, the latch tore off from the port and the metal cover rumbled to reveal a beam of the same warm, golden light. Cal aligned the giant crystal to the light, reflecting and extending the ray of light to the archway that has been frozen solid by another wall of ice. The ice transfigured into water at the mercy of the warm light and then turned to mist the instant it crashed against the snow.

That was Cassidy’s cue. Her Gathering had begun.

Marching through that archway felt like going through a portal to another dimension. Stagnant, cold air wafting through her freckled cheeks was her greeting, and the chill of the cave was her host. The spaciousness of the cavern took her breath away, freezing her lungs as she inhaled and relished in the unforgiving beauty and mystery of Ilum’s ice caves.

Surveying the vastness that stretched in front of her, no sign of her would-be crystal yet. Her eagerness has betrayed her.

“Come on, Cassy, keep moving,” she coaxed herself.

Cassidy aimed the center of the caverns with her eyes, then carved a path on her own towards the inner conclave—with her objective in mind—and disturbed the snow with the soles of her boots. There was an invisible line that she followed—she believed that it was the Force guiding her; but while she’s grateful of the guidance, the anticipation of a challenge, of a test, dangled in the back of her mind.

A rather narrow stone bridge appeared before her. It was fragile—almost too fragile, in fact, that the slightest blow of wind made the rock crack and dust off tiny debris and snow. But on the other side of the beam was much more stable ground, she didn’t think that the sight of such would be so attractive.

“Only one way to find out,”

She puts one foot in front of the other, her pads of her toes touch the first inch, she cautiously brings the other foot next without putting too much of her weight; in a feathery grace, she stretches both her arms for balance as she treaded through the balance beam.

The sound of the bridge giving way was trying to discourage her, but with every light step she takes, she brushes away the thought. Not long enough, she’s made it to the end. Cassidy exhaled sharply upon her realization, but the stone was already crumbling beneath her feet, and so she sprang away a split-second before half of it collapsed, falling into the foggy abyss.

“Did you hear that?” you snapped from your meditation—a way of tracking where Cassidy probably is at the moment.

“She’s fine. I can feel her footsteps from here,”

“I know. But this could possibly be the first challenge she’s faced so far,”

At her arrival of the empty conclave, the statues—caked with snow and whose details have been eroded over time—welcomed her with their hands clasped together. Fascinated, she takes a step closer, examining their details and textures, looking past the snow that obscured their features. This conclave was also the center of a crossroads; each path seduced her with the same end goal, but what they don’t show her is what lies between the crystal and her.

Like any other youngling with the thrill of harvesting their kyber, she wasn’t thorough with her thought process. She’s unconsciously imposed a challenge upon herself when she began going in and out of each pathway. The longer she finds herself losing her bearings, her anxiety, frustration, and impatience combined became louder. The snow and the cold air delivered these emotions to you and Cal Kestis.

“Do you sense it, [y/n]?”

“Yes, so many,” you replied as-a-matter-of-factly. As tempting it might be, you restrained yourself from connecting with Cassidy through the Force.

Let her learn. Let her do this alone. You chanted to yourself, training yourself do what’s on your mind.

It felt like the air had formed ice inside Cassidy’s lungs by now, after running around in circles for a good chunk of time. Vexed, she kicked a wad of snow against the tip of her boots; her little tantrum had allowed her to blow off some steam and thought of her Plan B.

Feel, don’t think. Cassidy recalls the words of her mother.

Keeping herself grounded, she closed her eyes, and concentrated—just as you taught her. Through her mind, she entered each one and saw what they have laid—dangling the prize in front of her like bait to a fish—using her instincts, she assessed them one by one. The moment her eyes shot up, she knew exactly where to go.

Inside the tunnel, it was dim but at the corner of her eye, a mischievous twinkle played with her vision but she never doubted it. She knew what it was. Cassidy followed the gold spark until it revealed itself—hanging by the point of a stalactite like a droplet waiting to fall. A meters-wide gap separated her from the natural enclave where the crystal awaited her.

“That’s it. I know it!” she gasped.

Cassidy didn’t waste any time in heading towards the crystal that calls her. It was the only thing that filled her clear, dark irises. She proceeded to traverse the hostile terrain. Sprinting to her left side, the rock pillars became her stepping stones, bringing her ever closer to her objective. The ridge wall at the end of the path connected her to the enclave.

Due to her over-excitement, a jump done too soon nearly cost her life. Her own climbing claws had her literally hanging on for dear life. Her startled cry ricocheted between the icicles, the echo caused the icy chimes to jangle in a tone-deaf song, the wave of anxiety that sourced from the young Kestis girl alerted her parents.

“She’s found it,” Cal declared.

You could only imagine how Cassidy is holding up right now. That cry that the walls of the cave relayed a different message, but one thing is clear: she’s in the middle of a struggle right now, and she only has herself to depend on.

“Come on…” you mouthed, barely a noise parting from your lips.

Cassidy scaled the porous ice wall, digging the claws deeper through the layer of snow until she could hit something solid. Her arm hooked on the ledge, pulled herself up and squirmed farther away until she’s gotten her body on the ground. Her head angled up, the crystal glimmered so brightly like starlight that she had to blink away for a moment, and then returned her gaze to it afterwards.

Her legs dragged on, summoning herself towards the crystal. When she got close enough, the crystal nestled between her fingers and she gave it a good, quick tug. She let the yellow shard roll on the whole of her palm, her heart leapt and she felt the air in her lungs warm up. She exhaled until her breathing transitioned into a triumphant laugh.

“I got it…!” she annunciated.

The second half of the challenge was finding her way back. Seeing that some portions of the path that led her here were only a one-time use; she retraced her steps—except the stone bridge that gave way, she had to think of another way. Fortunately, she was able to improvise another bridge by Force-pushing a boulder on her left side—landing it into a clean incline for her to slide down on.

From there, things were now easy for Cassidy. She hiked the snow-caked path and found the archway from whence she came. The sight of the giant crystal in the foyer washed relief over the young one, she kept her head high in search of her parents. They appeared before her, proud smiles riddled their faces to welcome her back.

“Well done, Cassidy,” you beamed.

“You have found your kyber crystal, despite the challenges that the Force bestowed in your path. Now, it’s time for you to construct your saber.”

Her parents regrouped with her on the ground level, she followed them to the entry blocked by the mound of snow. You and Cal glanced over your shoulders, fixating your eyes on your daughter.

“Together?” Cal invited.

The child beamed, she tucked her knees and extended her arms—mimicking the posture of her parents—and mustered all the Force she could gather in her being to blast away the mound of snow that barred their exit.

The storm had subsided when they got back out in the open. The family returned to the ship, and they were greeted back by the crew members, Cassidy was especially excited to show off the tiny yellow shard that rested between her fingers. Cal beckoned her to the workbench in his old quarters and showed her the toolboxes filled with components.

“There’s so many to choose from! How will I know which one is the right one for me?”

“You meditate on it as you build, trust your feelings. The Force will help you,” he directed. “It will guide you to what is best for you.”

“Okay… I’ll try, Dad,”

“There’s a good girl,” he kissed her forehead. “I shall leave you to it now. May the Force be with you, Cassidy.”

First, she dug through the container of components. For each and every part she examined, she selected the ones that might have struck something in her, much like a magnetic force that attracted her to it. When it was apparent that she’s finished choosing the parts—from the sleeve down to the emitter—she laid them out in a neat, straight line one by one, with the kyber crystal at the center of it all.

She took a deep breath, relaxed her entire body and began reaching out to the Force for assistance. Even with her vision shrouded, the components moved to her whim—they fittingly connect with one another. Her crystal nestled underneath her switch, the sleeve and pommel latched together. When the final click came from the emitter, she opened her eyes and found the finished product lying in front of her.

Shaky hands cradled the completed hilt, her thumb trailed towards the switch—she hesitated for a second before pressing it—the yellow beam that hissed out of the emitter startled her, but she quickly smiled it off and stared at the golden glow of her very own lightsaber. Finally giving it a feel, she waved it carefully in the narrow space, it hummed to the motion of its owner and she fancied a single basic spin with it.

Her heart jumped with joy, butterflies fluttered all over her stomach, and she celebrated this victory within herself. She couldn’t keep her eyes off of the bright golden beam.

“I did it… I DID IT!!” she squealed from the room, not knowing that her entire family overheard her little celebration.

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BTS When Another Idol Flirts With You Backstage (Maknae Line)

Summary: you know the drill

Warnings: insecure bbys, massive amounts of salt, angst and fluff (flangst), alcohol tw ig but not really

Word Count: 2884

Taehyung (V)

Kim Taehyung doesn't have a jealous bone in his body, so when you got mildly tipsy at an award show and begged him to get you backstage so that you could meet you EXO bias, Park Chanyeol, he didn't think twice.

At least, he didn't think he had a jealous bone in his body. He found himself frowning while he watched you blushing as you talked to the tall man, frown deepening when you held your small hand up to his to compare and he closed his hand around yours.

Jin is eating an apple very loudly as he walks up being Taehyung.

"Isn't that the girl you're seeing being seduced by Park Chanyeol?"

Taehyung winces at how loud his voice is. "He's not seducing her. She's a fan."

"I bet she is," Jin drawled. "If I were you, I'd go over there before she climbs him like a tree."

Taehyung frowns at him as he walks away.

When he looks back to you, you're looking up at Chanyeol like he hung the moon while he's leaning down to speak to you.

Taehyung feels a knot in his stomach when you blush and turn away at something he says. He wishes he could hear the conversation but it's loud backstage and he's at the far corner.

It isn't as if Taehyung is a total stranger to feeling jealous, but it's been quite a while since he's felt it for a woman, and he hates how his stomach feels tense and his chest feels tight.

He'd only been dating you for a few weeks, after all, and you're absolutely perfect. He's been in love with you since the third date but he's afraid to say anything so soon. He's always been the type to fall hard and fast, and he doesn't want to chase you away.

That is, if you don't run away with someone else, first. He huffs an exhale through his nose when he sees you take Chanyeol's hand to lead over to sit down near the catering table.

He desperately wants to walk over there, but what would he even say that didn't make him look like an idiot? It wasn't that he didn't trust you but he felt uncertain and nervous.

He didn't know if you cared about him the same way he cared for you, it had been too early to have that conversation. He hadn't doubted that you were interested in making this a serious thing until just this moment.

He tried to avoid looking over at you and your EXO bias but kept sneaking glances, and every time you seemed to sitting closer together and it made his heart seize up.

When the night was finally over and he went to his dressing room, you met him in the hall, cheeks flushed, smiling brightly.

He smiled back at you and you threw your arms around him. You smelled vaguely like cologne and he couldn't help his frown as you pulled away.

"Tae, thank you so much for this, I had the best night, I can't believe-"

You stop talking, seeing the frown on his handsome face.

"What's wrong?"

Taehyung shook his head, giving you a weak smile, and went into his dressing room.

You followed, shutting the door behind you.

"I'm really glad you had fun," he says, but he loosens his tie almost aggressively and plops down in a chair, sighing.

You're quiet for a moment, knowing he has more to say and just waiting.

He isn't looking at you. He pulls at his collar again, as if he was feeling suffocated, leaning forward and resting his forearms on his thighs.

"He sure seemed to like you a lot," he says finally, voice low and soft.

You frown. "I mean, I guess. I'm sure he's used to humoring his fans. He's just friendly."

"Very friendly," Taehyung mumbles, pulling at his collar again and sitting upright.

He sees your frown and tries to give you a reassuring smile. "Don't let me ruin your night, Jagi. I'm just feeling a little...jealous, I guess."

Your eyes widen. "You're feeling what? Kim Taehyung why on Earth would you be jealous?"

He huffs a little. "Oh, I don't know, you're all flushed and happy and smelling like his cologne..." He hates how bitter his voice sounds. "I'm sorry. I know I'm being difficult."

You place your hands on his shoulders and he looks up at you.

"Don't apologize. Everyone feels that way sometimes but it's ridiculous because I just...I'm crazy about you, Tae."

His eyes light up. "You are?"

"Very much so. Chanyeol is nice but I'm just a fan. You're the one I love."

You don't realize you've said it until it's already out of your mouth and you flush.

Taehyung's smile is a mile wide and he stands up and pulls you into his arms. He just holds you for a moment before you pull away.

"I didn't mean to tell you like that," you mumble, embarrassed.

"I'm so glad you did," he says, voice low, stroking your cheek. "I was scared you'd run off with Park Chanyeol because I didn't tell you how much I love you yet."

You laugh at him and he gives you a mock frown but his eyes are bright.

"Guess you better tell me every day so I don't, huh?"

"Just try and stop me," he murmurs, and then he leans down to kiss you.

(From then on, whenever you watched the "Monster" MV and squealed over Chanyeol's deep voice, Taehyung would give you a very serious look and almost growl, "I love you," in your ear over and over until it gave you goosebumps)

Jimin

Park Jimin is not angry when you beg for backstage passes at an award show. In fact, he's kind of flattered that you're interested in what goes on behind the scenes.

Then when you squeal when he gives you the passes and exclaim that you can't believe you'll be backstage with Got7, he frowns and crosses his arms.

You roll your eyes at him. "C'mon, Jimin, I just wanna meet Jackson he's so..."

Jimin narrows his eyes at you and you demur.

"He's...fun. He's my bias and I just think it'll be exciting! There will be plenty of time to hang out with you too, Jiminie..."

He lets you croon over him and finally smiles at you because he knows he's being a little dramatic.

He didn't think much of it at the award show because they were performing and he was all energy and focus, but when he went looking for you and found you sitting thigh to thigh with your bias, he felt his face heat up.

A large part of him wanted to go over and introduce himself but he found himself almost hiding, watching you talk and laugh as if you didn't have a boyfriend waiting on you.

Jackson is flirty with all his fans, Jimin had seen you watching compilations if fan interactions, but he was going overboard with you, brushing your hair back from your face as you talked and once, putting his hand on your thigh to get your attention.

Jimin felt like his skin was on fire when you didn't slap his hand away, just blushed and smiled.

It was Namjoon who finally saw him standing in the shadows and watching you, and Jimin jumped when the leader clapped him on the shoulder.

"You wanna go to the dressing room and talk, Jiminie?" Namjoon said softly, and Jimin nodded, hating the frustrated tears that burned at the backs of his eyes.

As you make your way to the dressing rooms to find Jimin, you hear banging coming from Namjoon's room and Namjoon's low voice.

"Jimin you can't overreact, it'll only push her away."

"Well maybe that's what she wants! She doesn't seem to care one way or the other-"

You knock on the door, not liking the strain you hear in Jimin's voice.

Namjoon opens it and when he sees you, sighs deeply. "Thank God. You two kids work it out. I'll go to Hope's room."

He gives you a look as if he feels sorry for you and touches your shoulder. "He's been through half a bottle of my red wine already so be gentle with him, huh?"

He leaves without further explanation and you stand there a moment, confused.

You and Jimin had been dating for almost six months and you knew he could be moody and dramatic, had seen it firsthand, but you really didn't know what you'd done to set him off this time.

You opened the door slowly and closed it behind you, finding Jimin slumped on the couch, collar stretched, head down.

"Hey, Jiminie, what's going on?" You say gently, approaching him carefully.

"Did you get lost on your way to Jackson's dressing room? It's in the other hall, you know."

He takes a big gulp out of the half empty wine glass on the table and when he lifts his head you see his eye makeup is smudged, hair disheveled from running his hands through it.

"Oh...kay..." You say, taking a deep breath and trying not to get angry.

You knew Jimin's jealous streak intimately, but up until now you'd been able to compliment him until he forgot why he was mad. This seemed more... serious.

You sat down on the couch, close to him but not touching.

"Did you have a good night?" He asks, tone bitter, and he still won't look at you.

"Up until now, I did," you say honestly. "I'm grateful you got me these passes."

"I'll bet you are," he grumbles, running his hand through his hair again.

"But," you continue, "I thought you'd come find me so we could spend some time together after the performance. I wanted to tell you how great you looked."

"I did come find you!" He's not shouting but it's a near thing. "You were busy blushing with Jackson Wang's hands all over you."

You take another deep breath because he's being salty and irrational but you can tell he's genuinely upset.

"That is not what happened, but I can tell you're upset, so why don't we just talk about it?"

He twists toward you, knees up, dark eyes flashing.

"Who's upset? I had a great time watching you fawn all over him. I thought you were gonna faint when he put his hand on your thigh." He's looking at you defiantly but you can see his eyes are wet and shining.

You remembered that but only because you knew he didn't mean anything by it but you'd looked around for Jimin at that very moment, knowing he'd flip out over it.

"Jimin, I swear to you that he didn't mean anything by it. He's just like that, he-"

"Did you want him to mean something by it?"

"No! No, of course not! I mean, six months ago I would've loved it, but-"

Jimin hides his face from you, wiping angrily at his eyes.

"But now I only want you, Park Jimin. You know that, right?"

"I thought I did," he mumbles quietly, and you take the opportunity to stand up and take his face in your hands.

"I like Jackson," you say, and he tries to twist his face away but you won't let him, looking into his eyes. "But I love you."

His eyes light up but he twists around to face you and takes your hands to move them from his face.

"I love you too, but I'm still mad at you."

You can't help but laugh as he pulls you down into his lap, huffing an exasperated breath against your neck.

"You're so mean when you're jealous," you chastise, running your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.

"I'm sorry," he says miserably, kissing your bare shoulder. "I can't stand seeing anyone else touch you. I'm selfish that way."

"You know I don't want anyone else, dummy," you say fondly, loving the skinship as he slides his hand under your shirt and rubs your lower back.

"You might someday. I'm nothing special. I'm a mess, really."

You pull back and look at him with a soft smile. "You're my favorite mess in all the world and I won't let you forget it."

You kiss his cheekbone, his jawline, his eyelids, all over his face until he breaks a smile that's like sunshine through a raincloud.

(The next time you interact with Jackson Wang, he and Jimin get along great, as long as Jimin is touching you at all times, but when he gets you home that night Jimin pays special attention to your thighs and you wake up the next morning with marks all over them)

Jungkook

Jeon Jungkook has planned the night out to a T when he surprises you with backstage passes to an award show he’ll be performing at.

You’d been friends for a few weeks, and although you’d been surprised when he kissed you unexpectedly after walking you home from having coffee, you had also been delighted.

Since then, though, there had been no forward motion, and you were beginning to think that maybe he wasn’t interested in that way, that the kiss had just been a fluke.

Unbeknownst to you, Jungkook was crazy about you. He’d been talking to his hyungs about surprising you with backstage passes ever since he kissed you, wanting to confess to you somewhere special.

Jungkook barely talked to you on the ride to the show, his hands in his lap, just smiling at you and nodding in the right places when you mentioned you were excited to see him and the other bands perform up close.

So when you got sidetracked during BTS’s performance by Lim Changkyun from Monsta X, you didn’t think anything of it.

The maknae rapper they called I.M had long been your bias, and so his friendly conversation was appreciated, especially since you didn’t know anyone other than the boys backstage.

When he asked how you came across backstage passes just as the boys came off the stage, he raised a pierced eyebrow when you mentioned Jungkook’s name, you blushed.

“It’s not like that. We’re just friends,” you said, not knowing any different.

When Changkyun winked at you and said “Good for me, then,” you went an alarming shade of red.

You caught Jungkook’s eye just then as he was standing awkwardly near the corner of the stage, fidgeting anxiously, and you smiled and waved to him.

He threw up a hand shortly and then booked it, heading toward the dressing room, and you frowned but didn’t follow, thinking maybe he wanted to change.

An hour later, you’re talking with Changkyun at the catering table when Jungkook appears out of nowhere and doesn’t say a word until you look over at him.

He’s working his tongue against his inner cheek, looking mildly annoyed.

“Hey, Kook! The performance was amazing, I-”

“Can I borrow you for a second?”

Changkyun raised his eyebrow again and winked at you, shrugging.

You heard Jungkook huff out a breath and then he took your arm, tugging you toward the dressing rooms.

He doesn’t speak until you’re standing outside the door and then he lets go of your arm and takes a deep breath, shaking his hair out of his face.

“Y/n, do you like me?” He asks bluntly, looking into your eyes, and you feel your face flush.

“Of course I like you, Kook,” you say hesitantly, not knowing what he expects from you and not wanting to get your hopes up.

He huffs out another impatient breath. “No, I mean...just...come here.”

He opens the dressing room door and pulls you inside and you stand in shock while he closes the door.

There’s rose petals strewn around the room and candles lit, a bottle of champagne and two glasses on the table.

“Wh-what is this?” You ask, mouth open.

Jungkook is wringing his hands, all nervous energy. “This is dumb, I know. planned on waiting until the award show was over, Namjoon helped me with the flowers and stuff, but I got worried you’d run off with that guy before I got a chance to tell you-”

He’s babbling but he cuts off when you don’t speak, looking down at you intently.

“So do you like that guy? Because I can back off, I don’t know what I am to you, I just-”

You cut him off by throwing your arms around him and kissing him, hard.

He makes a surprised sound in his throat and then kisses you back.

When he pulls away, he groans a little. “Thank GOD. I saw him flirting with you and I thought I was going to explode before I could get everything set up.”

You laugh at him a little. “What if I had said no?”

He gives you a slow smirk. “I guess I would’ve just had to convince you,” he murmurs, and kisses you again and again until you need to catch your breath.

(It’s almost unbearably cute how huffy and pouty he gets when he catches you jamming out to the Alligator MV and when you tease him about it he throws you on the couch and kisses you all over until you’re giggling)

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alolanrain · 4 years

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God I want to expand more into this AU but I’m fucking SICK. It’s ironically called the Found Dragon Fam! AU, or just FDF!AU, because it just Raihans getting to meet all the famous, or just well known, Dragon type trainers. And they help him build up his own team and a bunch of other family fluff. But there’s Bby!Ash and Bby!Gary.

Also if you want the three, or the rest of the fam, to some how take down Rose. Then y’all are free to write that part if ya want!

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“Rai! Rai!” A little boy shouted. Zooming through throngs of people just to tackle a boy who had just boarded off a plain.

“Ash!” Raihan greeted. Dropping his bag and backpack onto the ground so he could easily scoop up the six year old in a tight bear hug. Ash’s fit kicked the air lightly since he was up so high, due to Raihan growing a good foot since last summer.

This was just the second summer that Raihan was going to spend out of five here in Kanto. Working with Champion Lance, Unovas top gym leader Drayden, and a few more dragon type specialtist. It was something old Lindy set up for him, since Raiahan is taking over her grandmother’s gym back in Galar once he’s done shadowing the other dragon trainers.

Raihan soon found out that he would also be dealing with a hyperactive kid Lance takes guardian ship over for the summer. Along with another boy, Gary Oak who was Professor Oaks youngest grandchild. Though Raihan didn’t mind at all, both boys did what they were told and only really got in the way when Raihans Pokémon didn’t want to leave the two to go train.

Speaking of the other boy. Gary followed Ash at a much slower rate, choosing to drag a chuckling Lance behind him.

“Ash!” Gary whined when the younger boy was, regrettably, set back down on his own to feet. “Lance told us to stay by him! And to not go running off!” The taller’s was quick to reprimand Ash, who slumped and turn to quietly apologize to Lance.

The spoken man just chuckled once more, patting Ash’s head before turning to Raihan with an easy going grin. “They get more energetic every year they come up, don’t you?” The Champion turned to look at both boys. Ash looked up to his pseudo uncle, a bright smile stretched across most of his face. Gary didn’t answer, to focused on getting his own bear hug from the Galarian Trainer.

Raihan just laughed. Feeling more free than when he was in Galar. No cocky Leon appearing in the corner of his eyes, no Rose to purposely try to antagonize him every time they meet, no Oleana to look down on him like Raihan was nothing but dirt under her high heels, no paparazzi and long interviews.

No, now it was sweet scented Kantonian air and even sweeter foods. The thought of tasting Elite Four Member Bruno’s delicious sushi once more made Raihans mouth water.

Lance scoffed, moving to clench one of Raihans slimm shoulders. “Look how thin you’ve gotten!” The Champion chose to be dramatic as he looked Raihan up and down. He couldn’t really see the boys body, since Raihan had chosen to wear baggy clothes onto the long ten hour flight from Galar to Kanto, but Lance was always the one to over embellish things. “We need to feed you pronto!”

Both Ash and Gary shouted in joy as they each took one of Raihans hands and slowly lead the trainer and Champion out of the crowded airports. Lance was lucky to grab the younger trainers bags before loosing the three of them in the crowd.

Raihan slowly felt like he was being folded into something more, something big and important. It warms his stomach in a way a thrilling battle can’t. Lance honestly treats him like a nephew, or that’s what Raihan hopes because his actual Uncles don’t want to deal with his part of the family, just like the rest of the Kanto and Johto Elite Four Members. Ash and Gary has started to refer to him as Cousin Raihan just after the first two weeks he had spent at the castle last summer. He had met the warm spirited that was Delia Ketchum, Ash’a mom, that could easily spit fire hotter than any kind of fire type dragon Raihan had ever seen.

Raihan was important. Something that dawned on him after Lance and a few others left Gary and Ash in his care with Agatha. Who then said that the others would never do this if it weren’t for the love and family bond they had made with Raihan in the last month out of the three. Raihan was important. And that’s all he ever wanted to be.

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Raihan didn’t stop to say hello to his fellow Gym Leaders like he normally does when it’s finally time to start the beginning ceremony for the Galar Pokémon league season. Instead he opted to barge all the way through until he had gotten to the back of the gym leaders locker room.

“Ash.” The name flew out of Raihans mouth like he was punched hard in the gut by one of his own Pokémon. The name made the other person in the back of the room to swirl around with bright happy eyes.

“Hey Rai,” was Ash’s response, slow and easy in Galarnese with a hint of a Kantonese accent, “long time no see, huh?”

Last seen each other in general? Five years. Last seen each other in person? Since Raihans last summer in Kanto before he took over the position of gym leader in Galar.

“Ten years,” the dragon trainer mumbled, eyes roaming Ash’s looks, “ten years since we last stood in a room together.”

That made Ash flinch, his eyes glanced apologetics up into Raihans own eyes. “Yeah.” Aah muttered lamely. one of his feet dig into the tile, or tried to really.

“Come here.” Raihan didn’t even give the boy, no young man now, a chance to even say anything. Hauling Ash into a tight bear hug that lasted a good few minutes. The other gym leaders whispered and talked behind Raihans back. But he didn’t care. Not one bit. Ecause Ash was here, in Galar, the bastard who faced a God for his champion title in Alola and won.

“You crazy mother fucker,” Raihan breathed, bending his body enough to tuck his face into Ash’s wild hair, “I thought you were a goner. Fucking God.” The gym leader had to pull back and take a few deep breaths to calm down his emotions. It’s not the time to cry since it’s so close to the opening ceremony.

Ash didn’t say anything, he just buried his head further into Raihans chest. Trying his hardest not to cry as well. He missed Raihan so fucking much. Missed how in the past Raihan would easily picks him and Gary up, running around the castle gardens without losing breath. Missed how he would let the two curl up, one on each side, for their nap when Agatha dragged the Galarian to her side of the castle for tea. Missed watching him get into a friendly banter back and forth with Lance while they trained their respected Pokémon. Missed helping him out in the kitchen with Bruno and Lorelei, making all sorts of food and sweets Raihan never tried.

“It’s so fucking cold here.” Ash muttered as they finally pulled apart. “Alola’s heat spoiled me to much.” And it was true. Alola heat felt good on Ash’s battered bones, it’s made him faster and more vigilant. Especially when he had become the TA in Professor Kukui’s class, Gods that class had gotten into so much trouble and they dragged him down as well. But it’s all good and Ash already miss those scamps.

The gym leader just chuckled, pulling Ash once more into another bear hug so he got the chance to rub his cheek into Ash’s hair. Something they’ve done way back then, Lance was the one who had started it with Ash and Gary which got the boys to transfer it over to Raihan after the end of the second summer. Ash happily rubbed his own cheek into his shoulders, the younger trainer standing on his tippy toes.

They pulled back once more. Ash curled his arms around his mid section. it was way colder in Galar than Alola, even in Sinnoh, the weather had more frosty bite than Ash had ever felt with.

“Where’s Pikachu?” Raihan asked with a raised eyebrow. He never got to meet the electric mouse, but damn him if he didn’t ducking want to. That Pokémon had turned into a beast the size of a Houndoom.

Ash shifted back and forth with a frown. Looking around the room. “Shit.” Aah whispered. Raihan laughed loudly at the, throwing his arm around Ash’s shoulder.

“He’ll turn up eventually. Can’t miss a big bright yellow Pokémon.” Raiahan rejoiced a little as he got a smile back onto Ash’s face.

“Yeah, your right.” Aah replied. He was about to say something once more before the intercoms turned on and informed that all gym leaders, plus Champion Ash, need to start heading towards the pitch right this second.

“Rose.” The gym leader couldn’t help but snarl under his breath. Making Ash perk up right beside him with a glint in his eyes, something familiar that Raihan had seen every time before Ash dragged him and Gary into a prank against a league official.

“Guess my stay in Galar is getting extended!” Ash chirped happily. Whipping out his phone as Raihan easily went into guidance mode, dragging Ash out of the way of other people and making sure the boy didn’t crash into any walls or trip over his feet.

“If your going to dethrone Rose,” Raihan murmured into Ash’s ear, keeping his eyes in front of him and the rest of his colleagues who had left the room first, “let me help you.”

“That’s the plan!” Ash sent a blinding smile up at Raihan, who smiled softly back before letting the shorter trainer go back to rapidly texting on his new Rotom Phone.

They both entered the pitch together, for once Raihan was behind the rest of the other League members, which will definitely bring some kind of questions for their fans and News sites. But Raihan didn’t care at all. bumping shoulders with Ash before moving to stand next to Piers, who showed up for once and that might have to be because of Chairman Rose grilling all the gym leaders for showing up to this ceremony. Ash moved towards Milo with a cheery greetings on his lips for the grass gym leader.

Rose stepped out on the pitch with Leon right behind him. Even far away Raihan could see the Galar Champion was walking swiftly with a stiffer smile than normal. Probably a little scared with the thought of battling out with another Champion he had never met before. But damn him if Raihan didn’t hush about Ash and Gary when some one let him, making Leon the other half stuck for a few hours while listening Raihan rant and rave about the two younger boys and their accomplishments.

So Leon might be scared, and Raihan couldn’t fault him. He would also be scared facing off Ash. He watched Rose and Leon faulted and Raihan chose to take a glance down the line, using his height advantage to see the end of the lien up.

A large yellow body had appeared next to Ash, and the other Champion had crouch down to silently reprimand Pikachu in timing and probably how they should have walked out into the field together.

As Leon and Rose got closer, Raihan noticed how Rose’s shoulders were tense and even though he was smiling, Rose’s eyes were tracking Ash’s every movement. Which made Raihans nerve set aflame for reasons that he coud list for an hour.

Oh, Rose is so going to fall off his throne before Ash. And Raihan would help Ash with anything the younger trainer needed.

#ash ketchum #pokemon raihan #gym leader raihan #galar #pokemon swsh #pokemon fic #gary oak #chairman rose #champion leon #pokemon leon #ROSE IS GOING DOWN #FDF!AU #Found Dragon Fam!AU

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chimtaesty · 5 years

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sucess

pairing: bts ot7 x reader | 1.3k words

warning: none

plot: You make your debut as the maknae of bts and everyone loves it.

(this is a happy version to almost! & it's dedicated to my bby @rosytteok ♡

A/N: Hi there cucumbers! After a long time of no work I finally jumped over my shadow and wrote a little something. This is the happy version to almost. My bby requested it ♡

The car radio is on its highest setting and hoseok-hyung almost drove into a car but everyone is happy because we are going to visit Y/N-noona today. “kook! listen” Namjoon rips me out of my thoughts. It's my favourite song off of her album. The song is called success and is dedicated to bangtan. She truly is one of the few people I would give everything for.

Y/N

With a smile you replay the video Jimin sent you 10 minutes ago. The boys are on their way over to the set of your solo debut.

“Close your eyes please” with a smile you close your eyes and your make up artist draws on an eyeliner for you. Suddenly the light goes out and your eyes open. Put as you turn around you can see Jin standing in the center with a cake and the boys gathered around him. With a loud bang of a confetti gun they start to sing happy solo debut for you and you try so hard not to cry.

“We are so proud of you” Namjoon hugs you as the lights are being put on again and they are able to see you in your full glory. “Y/N you little goddess” Jin cheers you on and and gives you a small kiss on the cheek. You blow out the candles while Hobi holds your hair.

“Two more minutes, then we have to get you up there” your director tells you. Yoongs looks at you with furrowed eyebrows. “Up?” You smile.

“Ah, yes. I have to jump off of a swing”

You take a bite out of the cake and take your leave with the boys behind you. But not before Jin gives you a slap for biting into the cake like a barbarian.

Your stylist comes up behind you and puts a big head jewelry-hat like things on your head. It's golden and looks like a gloriole of some sort and it's hella heavy.

“Wow” Kook breathes out and you chuckle. “That bad?” you joke and Joon gasps. “No not at all, it's utterly beautiful.” You smile and stroke his arm until the director comes back. “So, you're going to stand on the swing and let yourself fall back while closing your eyes slowly. We are going to do it twice, one time while standing and one while sitting. Alright?” you smile and nod.

“No problem” He leaves.

“Wait, you're going to fall off of that?” Jin questions. You smile and nod. “I'm going to let myself fall down into this web down there” He nods not liking the idea as much as you.

“Y/N” the director calls your name and you put on the shoes your stylist puts down in front of you. With help of kooks shoulder you are able to get in easily. With a fast pace you walk over to the swing. The boys watch your every step. “The swing is being let down onto the floor so you are able to step on it easily. “Just let yourself fall when I give you a sign.” You smile and give him a OK sign. Slowly you're drawn upwards.

A sign from the director and you let yourself fall back while closing your eyes. The fall is short but so long at the same time. “Great! I don't think that we need the sitting version. That was good on its own” the director smiles and you give him a OK sign. “Sweet Jesus, that looked so terrifying” Hoseok smiles as he embraces you in a big hug. “Y/N” you whip around to acknowledge your stylist. “We need to change, the dancing in the rain is next” you nod and take Hobi as well as Tae by their hands to leave to the dressing room. “You've been working so hard. I'm so excited for the music video”

You smile and stroke Hobi’s hand slightly. “I'm just so excited for when this album is out and I can start the promotions” you smile. Your stylist gives you your jogging pants and the bra top you'll be dancing in the rain. You don't bother changing somewhere hidden, you've seen them naked more times you've stood on stage. “We need to change the make-up a little” you obey and sit down again. Jimin sits down next to you and asks the stylist if he could choose your lipstick. She helps him a little and you're thankful that he chose such a pretty color.

“Y/N, let's go” a staff member urges you to get to the set. You get up with the members in tow.

You're one of the main dancers in bts besides Hobi and Jimin no one can overpower them but you're a dance legend so dancing in the rain would give army the rest. “The water isn't completely cold, we are going to let lukewarm water rain down.” the director explains and you nod. “Just walk in slowly and start to dance, I don't really need to tell you how to act. Just let your charm flow” you smile and high five him.

With slow steps you walk onto the platform. the water immediately creeps into your shoes but you ignore it. You let the song sink in and you forget everything. It controls your body and you dance the choreography with everything you have until the water comes from above. At the end of the song you stay put but you stroke back your hair in the heavy rain. And you give your famous stare to the camera while breathing heavily. “Cut! That was amazing” you smile immediately and wring out your hair as soon as the rain stops. “That's a wrap! Thank you for everything” you are fast to jump over to a chair. You get on top with Jin’s help “Be careful” he whispers and you stroke the back of his head “Could I please have your attention? I would like to say thank you for making my debut such a great and comfortable experience. Even though it was so much work I enjoyed every minute of it. Thank you so much. Everything you want to eat today is on me! Please send our manager-oppa the bill!” Everyone claps and you open your arms to show Jin that he could put you down from the chair but he just holds you in his arms as he walks back to the dressing room.

“This is great” you smile as he carries you.

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“Hi Army! I'm Y/N and today we are going to react to my debut MV! I've worked on it with a lot of help. My members helped me with producing my album and I had a lot of amazing people helping me with making the music video. So let's go” you're sitting in between Jungkook and Jin. Jimin sits behind you and Yoongi in front of you. You play with his hair while the music video starts. The music video starts with you falling off of a swing which hangs off of a bridge over a busy highway with the quote ‘After all everyone falls somewhere” “Ah! Y/N! That's so sad” Jimin almost chokes you as he clasps your neck to dramatically hug you. You laugh. The video continues with you walking towards a old car while it goes up in flames as you hit a higher note. After that you are seem behind a window you open it and crawl out of it falling down into water. Everything's black before a single strobe of light hits your face swimming irritated in a big white dress. A bigger highlight which Jimin almost cries to is the ending in which the scene switches from you dancing in the rain into you sitting on top of a couch unhappy alone but after seven men with their back turned towards the camera appear you smile brightly.

“THAT WAS SO GREAT” Jimin holds you tight. Suddenly a staff member interrupts you. “The MV hit 50 million ten minutes ago.” You jump us screaming “50 million? But it was released like three hours ago!” Then all of the boys hit your back and congratulate you. “Thank you army!” you shout while laughing dearly in a big group hug.

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britishchick09 · 3 years

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sailor moon eternal part 1 livewatch

sailor moon eternal is FINALLY here after literally FOREVER! i’ll be watching part 1 today and part 2 tomorrow on usa and chibs’ b-day, all without screencaps like the earliest livewatches so i can get through them faster (if i added pics it would take way longer than 81 minutes!). so without further ado... IT’S DREAM TIME!!!! :D

ooh the netflix logo is a rainbow! :o

EW THIS IS DUBBED AND ZICORNIA SOUNDS GROSS :(

chibs wakes up to a bell! ;)

her room is very pretty!

and she returns to the 30th century on april fool’s day?

chibs: “usagi miraculously got into juban high!” lol :D

OMG YOU CAN PLAY THE JAPANESE VERSION YAS!!!! :D

aww chibs is so cute!

title card! :D

the buildings are so pretty!

usagi: “the new moon obscures the sun...” *insert crystal theme*

the inners have orange eclipse glasses while the moon fam gets blue ones with the eclipse phases on it?

mako is so cute when she blushes! ^_^

lol mina funny face :D

BELL!!!!

this was at the end of s3 right?

OMG HELIOS!!!!

aww diana is on chibs’ head! ♥

mamo’s heart NOOOO

mamo: “it’s fine, i’m just a bit dizzy.” and i’ve been secretly coughing up blood BUT I’M FINE

THE CIRCUS CRAP

their boat thing is so weird and it’s in cgi so it’s so much worse!

did everyone not see the BIG AF SHIP IN THE SKY???

rei: “phobosu, demosu!” cute! :D

i love that the circus pamplet is in japanese even in the english dub! :D (i only switched back to it for that SUB BEST!!!!)

aww chibs is so smol! ^_^

aww usa is so cute when she closes her eyes!

why does usa want to be a kid anyways SHE ACTS JUST LIKE ONE OHHHH

the kalediscopes! :D

chibs: “the kalediscope is begging me to buy it!” me when i get dolls lol :D

it’s been a year since chibs arrived and this is only the first time they

I KNEW SHE’D WANT A SLEEPOVER AS A FAVOR!

chibs with neptune’s mirror is so nice! :)

as is her borrowing mamo’s jammies!

OMG THE KALEIDOSCOPE IS SO PRETTY i know i said no caps BUT LOOK AT IT!!!!!

mamo: “when i raise my own daughter, i’ll be strict no matter what!” um CHIBS IS RIGHT THERE

usa so jellyyyyy

usa wants to be as small as chibs good!

chibs wants mamo to notice her and usa hits back with the daughter bit YAS!!!

usa sleeps naked ew :(

ooh the dream mirror!!!!

usa can’t look at mirrors now lol :D

mamo: “you’re more of an adult chibiusa.” awww!!! :D

EW ZICORNIA she’s japanese now BUT STILL UGGO

zicron is like a pokemon lol

jun jun sounds so rough!

SHE HAS SUCH A HIP HOP STANCE LOL

palla palla sounds so cute! :D

BELL!!!!

this is the pegasus dream!

omg IT IS!! :D

helios’ hair mane is *chef’s kiss*!

i love how pretty tokyo tower is! ♥

the bell is so small! ♥

NO HE’S IN THE CAGE :(

helios sounds ok in english! :)

also i like how german is the first language listed instead of english or japanese lol :D

chibs fell out of bed lol :D

chibs just says ‘a dream?’ in japanese and ‘i’m fine’ after diana asks her in english! :D

aww chibs snuck out :(

tokyo tower is so pink!

mamo in english: “about that pegasus and chibiusa...” excuse you IT’S ‘CHIBIUSA AND THAT PEGASUS’ IN THE CAPTIONS >:(

back to the sub instead of the dub!

aww usa and mamo had the same dream! ♥♥

ooh there’s lens flares as chibs says the time spell!

OH NO A DOME!!!

all diana says is ‘small lady’ but it’s cute!

ves ves has a whip that cracks DON’T GO TO THE JOHNNY TEST SIDE!!!

usa: “who could that pegasus be?” ...a pegasus perhaps?

oh no THE TIGER!!!

mamo’s heart again! :(

CRAP THE TIGER

transformation!!! :D

it doesn’t work lol :D

OMG THIS IS THE YEET MEME I DID!!! :D

aww chibs has ‘moon prism power’ as her henshin! just like mama! :D

chibs: “why can’t we transform?” a second later: *GRAIL YEET!!!*

the transformation is just like the supers version but e n h a n c e d

i know i said no pics BUT LOOK IT’S THEIR FIRST TRANSFORMATION YAS! :D

YAAAS!!!! :D

ew i just realized what palla palla’s top looks like :(

the lemures in this are cute compared to the anime! :D

palla’s giggle! ^_^

TWINKLE YELL YAS!! :D

it’s prettier than the anime

NOW DO MOON GORGEOUS MEDITATION!!!!!

they work together instead of just moon in the anime

i got chills with that! :D

mamo’s voice sounds so sore!

now age switch guys!!!

ew is mamo sweating poor guy!

HE FAINTED!!!

ves ves: “new phone who dis?”

omg usa and chibs just said they don’t want to switch AND PALLA SWITCHES THEM BOI!!!!

and mamo is gone!

it’s zicron pokemon!

nehalennia (idk if that’s how her name is really spelled tho but the captions say that?) sounds so pretty! :D

they’re in the hospital! :D

the inners have such a dull face and then they’re like EHHH???? lol :D

they went from silly to serious REAL QUICK

ami mom! :D

omg the sunset is so pretty look!

now usa and mamo’s age gap is weirder lol :D

the shadows in this are amazing!! :D

aww he touched her cheek :)

you’re not a burden mamo you’re sailor earth!

aww he’s asleep with his mouth open a bit :)

NO USA YOU NEED TO BE WITH MAMO!!!

aww they’re cuddling!

yeah chibs MAMO IS YOUR DAD DON’T BE JELLY

diana: “small lady!” chibs: “i’m not small right now!” lol :D

helios likes what he sees! ;)

chibs: “this is because of the enemy!” helios: “this must be their doing!” yeah THAT’S WHAT CHIBS JUST SAID???

chibs is gonna need a whole new uniform it’s ripped!

ooh ami has a laptop! :o

aww she’s thinking of setsuna :)

ami’s awake at 1 am wowza! :o

ami mom: “you’re so responsible. that’s why i leave you at home all the time!” ALL THE TIME BOI!!!!!

has cere cere said anything so far tho?

the amozon tr

OMG TIGER’S EYE IS SO KAWAII

so is fish eye but ya know that’s him

hawk’s eye is so eh :/

OMG THEY ALL KAWAII!!!!

fish eye is like mercury and neptune combined!

dory and nemo cameo! :D

aww ami thinks the fish eye fish is kawaii! ^_^

oh no things just got spooky...

ami’s uncertain walk though!

her dad is a jerk! :(

aww ami’s so lonely! :’(

EW FISH EYE HAS GROSS HANDS!!!!

get out of the spell ami!!

ami: “my dream is to be loved!” NOT WITH FISH BOI

OMG SHE’S DRAGGED INTO THE MIRROR

this is creepier than the manga!

it’s like she’s drowning in ahtohallan!

the mini mercs! :D

mini mercs: “you must wake up, princess mercury!” PRINCESS!! :D

MERCS TRANSFORM!!!!!!

fish eye says ‘nani’ funny! :D

ooh the water effects on her transformation are so good! :D

remember when crystal s3 was really good NOT ANYMORE :D

mercury aqua rhapsody tho! ♥

aww usa and chibs have new outfits! :D

YAAAS THEY SWITCHED BACK!!! :D

YAAAAS LET’S GOOO!!!!!!

that echo on ‘meditation tho!’

there was a fade after palla palla said ‘this is interesting!’ and then it cuts right back to the senshi although there isn’t a long pause!

aww you’re the true maiden chibs! :(

IT’S NOT YOU USA

poor chibs! :(

NO AMI IT’S CHIBS’ TIME TO SHINE!!!

aww it made her tingle to be called maiden!

you’re not powerless chibs!

aww helios’ little head cock :)

OMG SHE JUST KISSED A HORSE

dude!!! horse dude! :D

helios: “your dream is always needed!” YAAAS!!! :D

this is why chibs/helios is such a great ship! (although

those raindrops are like hail beads!

i’m just calling nehalennia n-bish since her name is so hard to spell

HELIOS ISN’T A PEST N-BISH!!! >:(

ooh rey has archery! :D

aww what cute music! ^_^

rei: “we need someone to work at the shrine!” mina: “just get an adopted son-in-law!” MINA NO

rei is an ace lesbian confirmed!

mina: “just think of it as a helper!” ...then just get a helper?

this movie goes from silly to serious REALLY FAST

rei’s grandpa is so dramatic lol :D

rei wants to take over the family business :)

woah rei DON’T SHOOT YOUR CROWS WITH THAT ARROW

elementary school is a thing in japan!

aww rei knows the crows’ names! :)

no rei won’t ever leave grandpa! :(

ooh morning fireworks!

even though they’re at the enemy circus the girls are still so enchanted!

usa: “we’re not here to have fun! ... HEY I WANNA GO ON THE GO KARTS TOO!!” lol :D

oh no MIRROR HOUSE

OMG THE GUESTS WERE LEMURES!!!

THE DOOR IS GONE!!!! :o

smol rei! :D

rei catches onto the trap quickly!

EW SMOL REY JUST KISSED TIGER’S EYE :(

EWWWW SHE’S A BRIDE TO HIMMM!!!!! :(

CRAP REI JUST GOT SHOT DOWN!!!

oh no the spell is working! :(

cere cere has a sailor v mask!

AGAIN WITH THE WHIP CRACKS VES VES >:(

UGGO ZICORNIA >:((

artemis just wanted to see the circus! :/

it’s phobos and demos!!! :D

rei’s too awesome for a smol guardian SHE HAS TWO!!! :D

rei’s transformation is on fire bby! B)

i love how the flowers from the first two crystal seasons are still in the sayings! :D

tiger’s eye wants to be an artist BUT HE’S A MODEL BOI!!

aww michiru’s message of love! ♥

HOLD UP was she topless???

mars flame sniper is way more epic than the anime!

tiger’s eye: “my dream is to be an artist!” MODEL!

usa’s go kart sick lol :D

chibs: “you’re a high school student you should be able to handle it! :D lol :D

aww cat head! ^_^

palla palla’s having a tantrum lol :D

jun jun calls zicornia a ‘cross old lady’ lol :D

i like how the manga acts are blended together so well! :D

chibs: *stares dreamily out of a window* watashi naritakute much?

chibs can’t resist the chocolate! :D

diana finally said something other than small lady! :D

poor mamo!

NO THE BLOOD :(

that bloody hand is getting on the sheets a bit ew :(

there are piles of trash in juban now WHY

seeing modern cars in sailor moon is so weird! (as is laptops!)

aww chibs looked both ways before crossing the street! :D

THEIR FACES THO

of course mako goes to the herbal shop! :D

ok maybe hawk’s eye isn’t eh he’s sort of fab! :D

hawk’s eye: “my dream didn’t come true, i achieved it myself!” ..that’s part of a dream coming true tho?

he gave mako a ring wow! :o

an EVIL ring >:)

aww it’s the mako chibs cooking show! :D

they said ‘itadakimasu’ just like in one of my stories! :D (that’s what you say before you eat to thank whoever cooked the meal!)

mako has visions of harumichi!

NO CHIBS DON’T GIVE MAMO THE RING!!!

aww mamo’s little wave! :D

mako asks to look around the shop first! ♥

woah she’s just confiding in hawk’s eye about being a senshi i know it’s spell but WOWWW

hawk’s eye: “join me in selling nightmares!” how much are they tho like 100 buckaroos?

the sign magically went to ‘closed’! :o

DID VES VES JUST STEP ON MAKO???

GUARDIAN JUPES SLAP!!

mako has cloth over her instead of being naked like in the manga! i wonder how the last act of stars will play out then...

haruka vision! :D

mako: “makenai!” ♫ SAILOR STAR!!!! ♫

mini jupes: “i’m the other you!” it’s ok you can say ‘better half’ lol ;)

she says ‘superstrength jupiter’ :)

JUPES TRANSFORM EPIC

i like how mako says ‘i’ll leave you numb!’ in her saying!

JUPITER OAK EVOLUTION!!!! :D (way cooler than the anime!)

it’s so gray outside!

don’t make mako feel for you hawk bish! >:(

the amazon quartet always critisize the senshi lol :D

OMG MAMO’S BEING ATTACKED!!!! :o

moon gorgeous meditation 3! :D

aww chibs is staying close to helios!

human reveal!! :D

elysion is so pretty!

the lighting in this movie is *chef’s kiss*!

mamo and helios both have black roses TWINSIES :(

usa and mako: “dead moon!” *look at each other* jinx!

they call n-bish ‘nehalennia’ in the captions but she’s actually ‘nehelenia’?

aww usamo hug! ♥

the senshi are all

MINA RUNNING THO

mina: “i cant transform!” the senshi be like ‘same’! :D

aww artemis!

oh yeah this is the ‘mina gets grumpy’ act!

oh yeah xenotime and zeolite exist! :o

OMG THEY’RE SO CREEPY :(

OMG SOME RANDOM DUDE JUST PUNCHED A RANDOM DUDE :o

mina has a cute hat! :D

aww rei borrowed michiru’s mirror :)

ami has a tablet! :o

mina counted the times that the outers have been mentioned JELLYYY

MINA STOP BEING SO JELLY OF THE OUTERS

REI DIDN’T CALL YOU WEIRD OMG!!!!!

her sandals are cute tho ^_^

and good thing one of the lite creeps wore sunglasses!

LITE BOIS STOP BEING SO CLOSE!!!!

ah yes the ‘let’s endanger kids’ part!

OMG THE ROCK!!!

the senshi are here! :D

oh no the lite bois trapped the senshi in knives! :o

the kids are lemures! :o

mina: “i’m... losing conciousness..” show don’t tell huh mina?

OMG ARTIE JUST CLAWED MINA!!!

yay he saved her! :D

and the human transformatino is in 3.. 2.. 1...

OMG THERE’S BLOOD!!!!

mina: “we were always two hearts beating as one!” aww :)

HUMAN ARTIE!!!! :D

artie you’re not inadequate!

mina doesn’t need a mini her either she has the best kitty partner! :D

venus transform time!! :D

aww there’s a little heart transition! :)

i see the chorus is still there a bit from crystal!

mina: “allow me to punish you with love!” the best kind of punishment!

aww mina’s little giggle before ‘love and beauty shock’! :D

thanks for killing the lite bros mina! :D

yay they can all transform! :D

yay!!! :D

cere cee: “the party isn’t over yet!” ;)

OH CRAP THE VINES!!!

this is where the outers come in right?

it cuts to chibs! :o

aww she has luna p on her bedsheets! :)

oh no usa is coughing! :o

NOT ZICORNIA AGAIN >:(

SHE SOUNDS LIKE AN OLD MAN WTF

omg it’s over!! :o

...wait a sec

post credits scene with hotaru talking about the second coming! (of her perhaps?) ;)

and now it ends for real! :D

this was awesome and just as great as the manga! the animation is incredible, especially in lighting and shadows! i can’t wait to see what happens tomorrow! :D

#livewatch #let the dreams begin! :D

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Fandom: Stranger Things

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Requested by: @partylikeits1899

��I know you’re probably swamped with requests and stressed rn but could you please write a Steve imagine where the reader is a shy and quiet girl who’s dating Steve and one day Nancy gives you a makeover (kinda like Sandy from grease) and Steve is just star struck thanks bby 🙂😇 ”

A/N: I loved writing this. Like you have no idea how much I loved writing this. + Hope you like this bby!!

Warnings: Nope :)))

Word count: 1725

Steve Harrington was dating Y/N L/N.

I repeat, Steve Harrington was dating Y/N L/N.

What was the big deal though? I’ll tell you. You see, Y/N L/N wasn’t an easy catch. All the boys in senior year had tried, yet they still couldn’t get a grasp on the notorious Y/N herself.

Now, you weren’t a brat, or spoiled, or flirty- No. In fact, you were the complete opposite: Quiet, shy, soft spoken- but unbelievably beautiful.

Beautiful, you say?

Yes. You heard me right. But not in the way you would think.

Y/N L/N was a different type of beautiful.

She wasn’t glamorously gorgeous, she didn’t wear clothes that all the other girls would wear; she was simple; different.

And to the boys in Hawkins High, different, was absolutely perfect.

Her smile made boys drop down to their feet. Her laugh made hearts flutter. The way she just existed so happily and carefree made boys want- no, need her to be theirs.

Y/N L/N had captivated not only the hearts of the boys of Hawkins High, but she captivated the heart of someone more particularly special.

And who was that?

Steve Harrington, The “King” of Hawkins High.

Now how did the lucky brunette manage to catch the attention of book-loving nerd Y/N L/N?

Simple.

He waited.

It was agonizing. Just watching her go about her day without even shooting him a glance.

But time went by, and a little acquaintanceship was formed.

Sometimes, she'd send him a small smile when she had the time to, but most of the time she’d be running around, working on a project, flitting about with Nancy Wheeler, or discussing bands and music with Jonathan Byers.

Steve noticed it all.

But despite the fact that he could just walk up to you and try to make you love him, he knew he’d fail. Patience was key. He had to wait for the right moment to make his move.

So, when you were assigned project partners with him in science class, he knew this was the start to something that he’d cherish for a long time.

Conversation topics of the project turned into conversations about interests and other quirks as time went by. Before you knew it, what started as a little project, turned into something bigger. Friendship suddenly turned into a relationship, and all of a sudden the whole school knew about King Steve and his Queen.

Now, another day in Hawkins had dawned, and you were currently standing by your locker, minding your own business before a strong pair of arms lifted you off the ground, picking you up and spinning you around.

No doubt, it was Steve.

“Steve- babe- Steve! Stop! Put me down!” You breathed, between fits of laughter.

Laughing as well, your lovely boyfriend placed you gently on the ground back on your feet, before planting multiple kisses all over your face.

“Good morning.” The brunette chirped, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “Holy- you’re so beautiful.” He sighed, staring at you in admiration.

“You’re not too bad yourself.” You teased, giggling at the pouty face you boyfriend had managed to put on. “I’m only joking babe.”

He only smirked, before leaning down to kiss you softly.

“I know.”

Rolling your eyes, you opened your locker, smiling widely at the surprise you had found this early in the morning.

“A bouquet of roses?” You questioned the boy, taking the bundle of red flowers out, before smiling contently as you sniffed them. The sweet aroma of roses made you sigh, as you placed it in Steve’s arms before grabbing your books. “Steve Harrington, hopeless romantic.”

He grinned. “That’s me.” The brunette said, planting a kiss on your nose once you turned around.

A gag was heard from the locker next to yours, and you rolled your eyes, smirking when you came face to face with your best friend Nancy Wheeler.

“Is that the fiftieth kiss you’ve given her this morning?” She accused him teasingly, toying with the roses he had given you.

“Actually, it’s the sixty-seventh Nancy. Get with the program.” He joked back, rolling his eyes at your best friend.

You laughed softly, before taking the roses back, and smiling at the two of them.

“Anyways… Y/N- you free tonight?” The two of them asked simultaneously, before explaining their plan and reason for inviting you to who knows what for this evening.

“Woah- one at a time.” You laughed.

Nancy lightly pushed Steve to the side.

“I wanna have a girls night. Just you and me- we could do makeovers or just talk and shit- besides we haven’t had one in forever.”

Steve then pushed her aside, smirking at her expression before saying: “I want to take you out tonight.”

No further explanation.

This was an easy problem to defuse.

“Steve- I'm gonna have to go with Nance.” You said. “It’s only one night- okay? I promise tomorrow we can do whatever you want.”

Nancy smirked smugly to herself once she saw the look on Steve’s face.

“But babe!” He whined, trying to kiss you to get you to side with him.

You rolled your eyes, pressing a finger to his lips.

“Only one night.”

Steve groaned, then nodded, making Nancy squeal.

“Don’t worry Harrington. You’ll thank me tomorrow.” She laughed, whisking you away from your boyfriend and into the next class.

What you did tonight would in fact surprise the boy- he’d definitely thank Nancy tomorrow.

The night was young, and you had just arrived at the Wheeler’s place. The quiet of the neighborhood filled your ears; the only sound coming from the crickets residing in the grass.

Stepping into the doorstep, you knocked on the door, before it being quickly answered by an eager Nancy Wheeler.

“Hi-“ you began but she had already pulled you up into her room. Once you had finally settled down, you smiled, taking a look at your surroundings you’ve become so familiar with. You really haven’t had a girls night in forever- and you were in dear need of one.

You were seated on her bed, fingers grazing across the soft quilt that was spread across the mattress. Turning around, you shot a warm smile at Nancy, surprised when instead of a smile back, she stared at you with a look of determination and seriousness.

“Sit.” She motioned you over, patting down on the surface of her desk chair.

You reluctantly got up, wondering what she had in mind.

“Nance? Um- what are we doing?”

She only glanced down at you, before revealing a bag full of beauty supplies, and a white plastic shopping bag filled with some sort of clothing.

Oh no you thought, as she pulled out some hair curlers.

Nancy grinned. “It’s makeover time.”

Curlers were put into your hair; Eye shadow, painted your eyelids a dramatic smoky black. A bold red, was smeared across your lips, making you look like a totally different person.

“Take the curlers out now.” Nancy suddenly chirped.

You nodded, confusion spread across your face as you followed her orders. One by one, with each curler you took out, a voluminous coil of H/C locks formed.

“Oh- Steve’s gonna love this.”

You rolled your eyes and smirked. “Oh shut up, was this your plan all along?”

Nancy laughed, taking out the clothing that was in the plastic bag.

“Maybe.” She confessed, grabbing your hand then standing you up. In your hands, she placed a very tight fitting outfit. “You’re going to wear this tomorrow.”

If you thought the makeup was a big change, this was bigger.

Skin tight black leather pants, a tight form fitting black blouse, killer red heels and matching black leather jacket to top it off.

“Nance- what- what’s this all for?” You say, stuttering in complete awe.

“Steve is always seeing the ‘good girl’ side of you. It’s always mom jeans, and striped tees.” Nancy began. “If He’s gonna date you, he’s got to see the more sexier side of you Y/N. He’s got to.”

You only scoffed, holding up the outfit as you eyed yourself in the mirror. “Sexy? Yeah right.”

Nancy gave you pleading eyes. “Please Y/N? Wear it for me.”

Sighing, you nodded your head.

“Fine.”

The minute you stepped through the school doors, all eyes were on you.

Jaws, dropped to the ground. Gazes, glued on your figure. Steve wouldn’t be the only one seeing a different side of you today, the whole school would.

Now, here you were, back at your locker, looking as badass as ever. You stood there, waiting for your usual ‘pick me up and spin around’ (at least that’s what you’d call it) from Steve, yet were surprised when there wasn’t one. No hug, no kiss, fuck- he didn’t even show up.

But Steve was there alright.

On the other side of the hallway, Steve Harrington was struggling to see what was in front of him.

Yes- he knew it was you, but- you were so- so… different.

A different feeling burned in his chest this time. It was no longer warm, fuzzy and innocent. Oh no, this feeling was hot, heavy- needy.

And he loved it.

You’ve shown a side of you no one had ever seen before- and today, Steve would show you one too.

A new confidence dawned over him as he put on a smirk and strode to your locker, surprising you as he pushed you against the wall, leaving a trail of kisses from your lips to your neck.

Your hands found their way to his hair, and his lips found his way back to yours.

The kiss was hot and steamy- both of you breathing heavily when you pulled away.

“You- you look- beautiful.” Steve breathed, eyeing you up and down once again.

“All thanks to Nancy.” You smirked, chest rising up and down as you caught your breath.”

Steve smirked, then took a look around the hallway. No one was to be seen.

“Hey- How about we miss first period, huh?” He asked, voice low and husky, whispering in your ear. His eyes danced with a mischievous shine, hands already placed at your waist.

Was that even a question? We all know the answer to that.

“Yes.”

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