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wildcatofgreen · 1 year

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Stones, those overjoyous cheers.

As soon as she showed her face in the arena stage, as soon as she got past those open doors, the crowd--the overflowing crowd even, starting to cheer and jeer for her, shouting her name, waving banners with her face on it. If she looked close enough, she might be able to catch some of her friends? But it wasn't a guarantee--everyone was so far away. They'd have to be cheering insanely loud for her to pick them out.

No matter. It's not like the crowd was the focus of today's fight anyway. She wasn't fighting for them.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE ONE INCREDIBLE SHOW FOR YOU TONIGHT!!!"

She heard the announcer start up his usual bombastic affair. Something to hype the crowd up, make them even more excited than they normally are. Even though it's been a couple months now, she's gotten used to how things are run around here.

"ONLY ONE FIGHTER, ONE WARRIOR WILL RISE OUT OF THE ASHES TONIGHT. ONLY ONE WILL BE VICTORIOUS, ONLY ONE WILL WIN THE FIVE THOUSAND GOLDEN GEM PRIZE AND BECOME THE NEXT BATTLESPHERE CHAMPIOOOOOOON"

As she walked, she noticed a microphone in the middle of the arena. Just sitting there on it's stand, waiting to be used.

She supposes this was her cue.

Dashing towards the thing, she'd pounce and swipe the mic from it's stand, performing a small front flip, followed by her landing in her fighting stance with the mic pointed to her maw.

She noticed she heard a guitar riff that went in sync with her movements. Heh, now that was a first.

"Like I'm gonna let some two bit losers take that title away from me!!!"

The crowd cheered harder--they always loved how smug she could be. And of course, behind the scenes, she was told to play up that part. She was allowed to improvise most of her lines--seems like whatever she thought up right off the bat did better than whatever Zao's stupid ghost writers had in mind.

She preferred this way, of course. She wasn't censored or told what to do, how to do it, blah blah blah. She got some freedom with her actions. And maybe that's why she loved the job so much. She got to kick ass and she still got to be herself while doing it.

"LOOKS LIKE THIS CAT IS ACTING EXTRA WILD TONIGHT."

"You know it, buster!!!" She did a half shrug, crossing one leg behind the other and shutting her eyes closed. "I'm plannin' on jus' beatin' all these wimps' butts an' goin' home early. Unless," she paused, keeping herself from gritting her teeth, "Our Glorious and Wonderful Mayor Zao actually found a challenge tonight."

Yeah that... that was a part of the contract. Eugh.

Everytime Zao was mentioned, he had to be put up on the highest pedestal possible. There was no arguing around that--even when she and Sony negotiated it over, he just wouldn't budge on it.

Luckily, the crowd never seemed to mind. But it still put her in a very minor tizzy whenever she had to do it.

Suffice to say, she did not like to mention Zao much.

"YOU'D BE SURPRISED, LITTLE KITTY! 'CAUSE THIS TREACHEROUS TRIO HAS FANGS YOU WON'T BELIEVE ARE REAL!!!!"

"Then show 'em 'ta me!!!" She looked directly to the crowd, "We ain't gettin' any younger, are we?!?!"

Another roar of cheers followed, the wildcat with a very smug smirk on her face.

She is so very sure that if she didn't do that, then it would've went on for another couple minutes. Less ad space for that little red panda.

Sitting the mic back in it's place, she walked back over to her side of the arena. Put a hand on her hip and waited for her first opponent.

"THEN LETS NOT WASTE ANY MORE TIME!!!

"OUR FIRST OF THE TRIO OF THE NIGHT. SHE'S A GYMNAST BY DAY, AND A NINJA BY NIGHT! SHE USES HER KUNAI AND DAGGERS TO WIN ANY FIGHT. THIS BAD GIRL WILL NOT HESITATE TO GIVE YOU A FREIGHT!"

Huh. If she didn't know any better, she'd say that sounded like her when she was younger.

"IT'S SCARLET ROSE!!!"

The doors on the other side of the arena open, fog exiting the room and obfuscating the fighter.

The fog enveloped them, only clearing after another couple seconds.

Her first opponent was finally shown to her.

And...

She... She barely looked a day over Milla's age.

What? She was fighting a kid?

Panda girl. Long, black flowing hair, timid as hell, fully white top covering below her stomach to the ends of her arms with baggy black pants as the bottom. As well, she had a red scarf around her neck, much like the wildcat.

...

Son of a bitch--this wasn't a Scarf, was it? Did Spade get one of his cronies to participate in this shit?

That is unbelievably low.

Though... yeah it'd probably explain why the description gave her ''reminds me of myself!!!'' vibes.

This poor girl doesn't even wanna be here! Like, just look at her!!!

She looked like she was trembling. She hugged herself as she looked around the arena, as if she was trying to find herself among the audience.

Fuck, she could see the fear in this little girl's face.

"ARE OUR CONTESTANTS READY???"

The microphone would disappear out of view into the inner recesses of the stage, soon replaced with just a normal patch of floor.

The wildcat got in her ever so familiar battle stance--one arm near her face, the other near her waist, claws unsheathed.

Yet, the girl just seemed... frozen.

Hell, could she really do this? Could she really just...

"THREE"

The girl looked around again

"TWO"

Her frown started to grow wider.

"ONE"

Was she panicking? Was she--

"GO!!!!!"

The panda crouched down to the floor, holding onto her head and started sobbing.

The crowd's cheers stopped abruptly.

The wildcat herself was taken off guard.

She thinks she heard a guitar riff get cut short? It'd be funny if it wasn't accurate.

It was dead silent in the arena, save for the cries of a poor, little girl.

...

Fuck.

She can't do this. She can't fight this.

The wildcat put her hands in her pockets, walking over to the panda crouched on the floor. Once reaching her, she squatted in front of her, arms resting on her legs.

"Hey, girlie," Carol whispered, her eyes as sympathetic as they could be. "You okay?"

She didn't respond. Only more sobs and tears in her wake.

"What happened, girl? Did anyone make you do this stuff?"

She only mumbled out one thing.

"T-The scawves..."

Yeah. Yeah of course this was their fault.

This whole fucking thing was a sham right from the get go. How fucking low. How fucking dirty.

However, the feline's smile never faltered. She just went for a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

"I figured. Lissen, Rose, ya dun't gotta fight me, okay? Ya dun't gotta do none of what those stupid 'lil punks say. You can leave, you can do better things. Your whole life ain't meant to be a criminal, girl. I know it ain't." She puts her other hand on her chest, "Take it from me. I used 'ta be one'a the best Scarves. But, then, me an' my bestie realized somethin'.

"We dun't need their crap. We dun't need any of it.

"We ran. We left that stones forsaken place an' we ran like hell.

"An', sierra, now look at me. I'm the damn Battlesphere Champion!!!" A proud look flashed on the wildcat's face.

The panda seemed to look... better, at least. Her little talk was working.

"Ya dun't gotta be a Scarf anymore. I promise.

"Ya can be jus'... another girl. Another cool ninja girl, from the sounds of it, but another girl all the same.

"An' hey, if those damn Scarves give ya chase, then I'll chase 'em right back!!! Okay, Rose?"

The panda nodded, a small smile on her face.

"Awesome. Now, all ya gotta do is forfeit. I'll help ya with whatever else comes next, okay?" She stood back up, offering the panda a hand. "So, whaddya say?"

Softly, just above a mumble, she started, "I'd... I'd say..."

The panda's hands move from their head to the floor below, giving her leverage off the ground. Her legs compressed themselves against her stomach, a devious smirk on her face.

"You're

"An

"IDIOT!!!!!"

Her knees extend outward, kicking the wildcat straight into the chest and sending her flying back to her end of the arena.

The wildcat tried to get her footing with a back flip to set herself upright, but the panda was too fast, too clean with her approach. It felt instant, how she got next to her. Almost as fast as her--

WHAM!!!!

A punch straight to the face, a direct hit with the feline's jaw. She skid back on her shoes, placing her arms in an X formation in front of herself to block any remaining punches.

And punches came. Another one, two, three, four punches, all in succession of one another, blocked by her arms.

The panda went for another punch, yet, the feline caught it mid-motion.

She growled.

"So, that's the kinda game we're playin', huh?

"Sorry girlie."

Another punch was thrown at her, and she simply caught it with her other hand.

"guess I ain't goin' easy on ya."

The wildcat then slams her head into the panda's, letting her stumble backwards out of her grasp. Carol then darts to the girl's backside, giving her a swift roundhouse kick to the head. She fell forward from second blast to her head, but recovered from it by rolling.

Scarlet stood to her feet and used her momentum from rolling to begin a run away from the cat, taking out a couple kunais and tossing them back towards the feline to impede the feline's probable chase.

And oh boy did Carol chase. She let her get a little ways away--what would be the fun in an instant K.O., after all?--but once the kunais started coming out, she decided to make her move. Taking out her jump disc, she would block the incoming knives with it, deflecting them to the ground or wherever else they'd end up.

The panda would start running up one of the walls in the arena, and in retaliation the wildcat would toss her jump disc up towards the girl. Though, she would continue running ahead, as if the girl was still running in that same direction.

Scarlet smirked, taking out two kunais and making a break for the wildcat, straight down the wall! She had everything going for her--the advantage, the speed, actual projectiles.

"SAY YOUR PRAYERS, KITTY!!! YOU HAVE NOTHING ON ME!!!"

The feline smirked as well.

She warped to the jump disc, darting into the air and past the panda, catching her disc as it spun.

"Like, besides experience?"

The panda could barely utter another word before the feline curled into a ball and slammed into her back, driving them both into the floor below with a loud CRASH!!!!!

The cat was seen with her feet on the back on the panda. She was in a squat, actually, clearly saying something to her.

The announcer started to count down from ten.

"Okay, girlie. I'mma tell ya how this is gonna go down." Her brows furrowed, her face in a frown. She had her arms resting on her knees. "I'mma get off ya, an' you get 'ta choose from two options." "One," she put up a finger, "Ya stay down, let Igor there finish his count, an' let me move on 'ta my next guy. Makes it easier on both of us. "Two," she put up a second finger, "Ya somehow get your feet off the ground an' continue that thing where ya try 'ta beat me. I'll tell ya right now, though, that's jus' gonna prolong all this shit an' be a waste'a time for both of us."

"SEVEN!!!!"

The wildcat stood up straight and hopped off the girl. She had her back to her with her hands in her pockets, looking at the cheering crowd with a smirk on her face.

"Make your move, girlie."

...

This... this couldn't be happening. The panda stared at the floor before her, cursing to herself in her mind.

This can't happen. It... it CAN'T!!!

Spade said she'd be easy. Spade said it wouldn't be a problem!!! Spade said that... that if she won, she'd get promoted!!!! Ten times, even!!!! She'd be in the highest ranks, she'd work directly with Spade, she'd get to prove herself and go on a lot more serious missions with him and...

She managed to put her elbows on the floor, pushing her upper chest off the ground.

"FIVE!!!!"

She looked towards that wildcat. That stupid wildcat. ''one of the best scarves'', yeah RIGHT!!!! They were only good because of Spade!!! They only knew EVERYTHING THEY KNEW, BECAUSE OF SPADE!!!! All of the media coming out now, saying they saved the planet twice, when everyone who's anyone knows it was Spade who beat back that monstrous green BOOGER!!! It was Spade who taught them, it was Spade who made them, it was Spade who bested them.

They went to Spade for help back then!!!! Doesn't that say it all?!?!?!?!

"THREE!!!!"

She can't let her continue like this. So smug. So full of herself.

Is that why Spade told her to do this?

To knock her ego down a peg?

Slowly, but surely, she gets on her knees, lifting her upper torso completely straight.

She puts a hand on her knee, pushing herself up, pushing herself to continue.

"ONE!!!!!!!"

And, at the behest of the audience, she stood again, eliciting gasps all around. She was tired, she was weak, but she wasn't going to lose so damn easily, not to this stupid, smug cat!!!!

Not when her dreams of being with Spade are so close.

...

Her ear twitched.

The feline turned around to face the now standing panda girl. The announcer said something in response, but all Carol did was reach up for the sky, face still focused on the panda.

A microphone on a wire started to get lowered down, eventually falling into the feline's hand.

She put the mic to her maw, other hand on her hip.

"So, you're still gonna fight? You're still gonna try 'ta beat me, even after ya clearly lost." She snickered, "I mean, look at ya. I could flick ya an' I'd win!"

The audience cheered and laughed as the feline extended the microphone over to the panda.

"I'm not letting you continue on with your lies." She growled out her words, her hands balled into fists. Malice coated her entire being, it felt like.

Carol moved the mic back to herself, "Lies? Girl, I think you were the one lying on the floor jus' a couple seconds ago. Maybe ya should get back 'ta that?"

Having been more of an obvious attempt at a joke, a majority of the crowd laughed this time. Easily over a couple ten thousand people laughing at your puns? Goes to a girl's head, real easily. Can't get that kind of validation anywhere else.

She extended the mic back over to the girl.

"Everyone thinks you're such a good little kitty, don't they?!? Ignoring your history with the Scarves--" the panda went on, but Carol moved the mic back to her as soon as she possibly could.

As soon as their name was thrown out there.

"Only history I got is beatin' their butts. Seriously, do you know how many of of 'em tried 'ta be on this stage? Like, didn't Spade lose when Gong was the champ of this place? Talk about ancient history--"

"I WON'T LET YOU TALK ABOUT HIM LIKE THAT!!!!!!"

The wildcat pre-emeptively dodged a right hook from the girl, letting go of the microphone temporarily to SLAM an elbow into the girl's head.

She caught her, as she fell.

She whispered something in the panda's ear.

"My offer still stands, Rose. Ya dun't hafta be this way. I promise."

And with that, she let go, letting the panda girl flop down to the floor.

The announcer made the next ten seconds feel like an eternity. Always so dramatic--though, she supposed it did bring butts into seats. Made everything more interesting, more easily consumable for your average viewer.

Certainly seemed like Surge and her 'lil bro liked it, at least. So, like, it worked.

"ONE!!!!! THAT'S IT FOLKS, CAROL THE WILDCAT'S ALREADY TAKEN DOWN THE FIRST OF THE TREACHEROUS TRIO!!!!!!"

She grabbed for the mic again, striking a pose for the audience as they cheered.

"An' that's how it's done!!!"

One down, two more to go.

First match was easy. Second one shouldn't be much harder, right?

#carol's cruisings #Battlesphere Blitz #a rose without thorns #carol's adventures

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brighth0pe · 1 year

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" Fuck my mother, fuck my entire fucking family pieces of shit treat me like garbage. Fuck this stupid ass holiday. "

Zaji began kicking a dead body of a maquis corporation soldier while beating the body with the butt of his rifle while venting on his abuse and letting out that absolute sheer rage.

" FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! "

The boy cocked his rifle aiming at the body preparing to unload the ammunition.

' CH-CHAK! '

" FUCK YOU!!!! "

' BANG! '

He kept firing and wasting ammunition until he ran out, he then pulled out his side arm to start firing off but Koishi in the scene had stopped him.

" ZAJI! THAT'S ENOUGH...!!! "

" IT'S NEVER ENOUGH YOU OLD BITCH IT'S NEVER ENOUGH!!!! IT IS NEVER EVER ENOUGH!!! "

" Zaji, put the gun down I know your angry but now is not the time lives are at stake here, you life is at stake. I need to help you and everyone... "

Zaji stared at her for a few minutes before he let go of the gun and just kicks the body again and covers his eyes crying again as he now sees visions of the bloodshed and the abuse for being different.

" Why cant you just kill me and get it over it...? Just fucking end it...! "

She stepped closer placing her hand onto his shoulder comforting him.

" Zaji, you know why. I would have killed you if not for what happen to you. I'm so sorry you had to suffer like this, I know you and I are not the same race. But I know your heart....you need me. "

Koishi just comforts the young horror as she wrap her arms around him. Trying her best to help him regain his strength and to let out his pain. Everytime she looked at him it has fuel her hatred towards Shinki and the rest of the horrors. She will never abandoned his side, as it is her duty as not only his guardian angel but also his imaginary friend. No one can see or hear her but him. Mother's day is a horrible tine for Zaji.

#{ Musing: Zaji }#{ Malevolence And Hatred }#{ That boy is fucking mad }#{ ic commentary }

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yamagucji · 3 years

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Embarrassing moments

warnings. just for shits n giggles, 14+ readers preferably, mentions of vomit, poop, choking, etc.

HINATA was extremely constipated and needed to use the bathroom quick. but there’s a long line to the mens bathroom (what’s the occasion anyway??) and he’s standing all the way at the back. poor hinata felt a fart coming so he just couldn’t... hold it in. mans SHARTED. shitted and farted at the same time. it stunk so bad that the guys in front of him said, “damn, you need the toilet more than me,” and let him cut in line.

USHIJIMA and tendou stopped to pet this dog during their walk. tendou’s conversing with the owner while toshi’s petting the dog. dog likes it, it’s all good. until... it got bored and decided that toshi’s butt smelled good. dog just wouldn’t stop sniffing his ass. “please, stop smelling me,” toshi says with desperation, which now catches the others’ attention. the owner has to pry their dog away from toshi’s ass cheeks, please. the awkward tension kinda dies down until tendou utters, “so, what’s your secret? what product are you using?”

YAMAGUCHI drank water in the middle of silent class reading. this boy started choking— and i mean choking on his water. you can hear his muffled coughs in the distance and when you turn around to look at him, his face is all red and his cheeks are puffy. none of his classmates say anything but you can practically feel second-hand embarrassment oozing around. the assistant teacher even has the audacity to say, “drink some water.”

KENMA’s calling this one his last try. he sticks his remaining coins into the slot and tries to get the brand new nintendo box thats in the machine. mf has been going at this for over twenty minutes now. his pouch is empty and there’s a crowd of kids waiting for him. no miracle happens in his last try (shit got stuck!!) so he has to move away only to watch in horror— as the kid after him manages to get it. you’re gonna have to hold kenma down before he hunts that kid with every bit of his soul.

DAICHI had a fat one coming in, that’s for sure. thought it was a free real estate just because everyone else in the camp seemed asleep. so he let that monster fart come out (even partly stuck out his thigh for better airway). whole team was awake in a matter of seconds. nishinoya’s jumped off his sleeping bag and asking everyone if they heard that “loud bang.” tanaka’s over here sniffing around because he knows that no one has got some kind of bomb that stinks.

SAKUSA’s not gonna admit to this one. but one time he opened a bathroom stall (it was unlocked) only to find that it was occupied. there are no words to accurately describe just how horried the sight was. sitting on the toilet was a man taking a shit, with his dick on full boner mode, staring back at sakusa. they only made eye contact for just 2 seconds but sakusa’s seen enough. he’s heard enough too, when said stranger asked him, “you wanna join me?”

ASAHI projectile vomited at the theaters. you should’ve known it was a bad idea to take him out to dinner before going to watch a scary movie. man had no courage to tell you he had an upset stomach nor tell you he’s not a fan of horror. it’s twenty minutes into the movie and he’s poking your arm— but you don’t notice because you’re too engrossed. another twenty minutes, and a jumpscare comes on. man beside you vomits like there’s no tomorrow. ya’ll spend the rest of the movie secretly trying to clean his throw-up.

TENDOU was watching anime in his dorm peacefully. until... the whole shiratorizawa team opened the door just in time for the show to switch up to an inappropriate scene. out of all the times they could’ve walked in, they really had to come when 2d clown man was moaning and fighting a kid? tendou scrambled to close his laptop but now he’s just staring back at his teammates; silent, except for the fact that his show is still playing and you can still hearing moaning in the background.

TSUKISHIMA turned his house upside down and still couldn’t find his glasses, nor his extra pair. he was about to leave bare eyed until his mom caught him and forced him to wear his sports glasses. yeah, the one with the whole strap and everything. mans looked like a fool coming to school with it on. people who didn’t know it was his sports glasses mistook it for swimming goggles. he’s so utterly humiliated now, he can’t even bite back when hinata or kageyama says something.

GOSHIKI... i don’t even know what to tell you. who let this kid go further into the lake by himself? it’s all fun and games for everyone until you hear an ear-defeaning shriek by your one and only goshiki. he’s yelling out, “help me! please! help!!” the lifeguards start kicking in and everyone’s trying to make way. is he drowning? is there something there? no for god’s sake. you find out he just made it 5 ft deep and happened to swim over a bunch of seaweed. never take him swimming again.

ATSUMU decided to check himself out using someone’s car window. he’s fixing his hair, picking at his teeth, and even checking to see if he has any boogers. all of a sudden the window rolls down and there’s a senior citizen staring back at him. “boy do you think my car is your mirror?” the man says in a gruffy voice. atsumu’s knees nearly buckle from how scary this man is and how embarrassed he is of all the four minutes he probably spent with this stranger.

SACHIRO’s job as a vet sometimes makes him do really questionable shit (from an outsider perspective). once he had to ejaculate someone’s dog in front of their owner. uh huh... jack them off, for the sole purpose of examining the dog’s semen. he’s never felt such a wave of regret wash through his body during that whole procedure. it didn’t help when the owner was looking at him mortified, nor the fact that it took such a long time.

OIKAWA does this thing were he shows up unexpectedly behind iwaizumi and slaps his ass. everytime he does it iwa always hits him back (but not the ass). today he learnt his lesson when he mistook a stranger for iwa and slapped the guys ass from the moon and back. when i tell you just how quick all the blood drained from oikawa’s body when the man turned around— you can hear a bag of chips fall at the other end of the aisle and it’s the iwa, who had to witness that whole ass-slap event.

ARAN is gonna knock the shit of the miya twins one day, he swears to god. they sent him a mysterious video during his morning walk, where he stopped at a busy street. it starts off quiet, so he goes to turn the volume up full blast. damn video suddenly started blaring ‘lick my pussy and my-’ please... he’s shaking. passerby’s are looking at him with distaste. aran’s now flushed from embarrassment and running towards the miya house. you can guess what happens next.

BOKUTO walked into the wrong house. spent a whole ten minutes rummaging around the kitchen because his friend said to “make yourself comfortable, i’ll be on my way.” little did this man know that there’s a whole family upstairs waiting for the cops to arrive because they think it’s a robbery. poor bokuto, dragged out of the house by some cops but had no idea what was going on. man was literally just vibing— thinking he was in his friends house.

OSAMU swore this size pants still fit him (hint: it doesn’t). he’s walking through the snack section of the store, lightly limping because damn his dick can’t breath. his truth is tested when he goes to pick something off the lowest shelf and his pants literally go, ‘let er rip.’ fabric tore, and what’s worse is that he was wearing onigiri undies. osamu goes to check if there’s anyone else in the aisle and there is— a group of underclassmen girls from his high school.

KUROO tried to make his chemistry presentation more interesting by putting in jokes. he thought they were funny; kenma even huffed a breath. kuroo’s at his third joke by now and literally no one has laughed. not a single one. except for kuroo himself, who’s awkwardly laughing in a dead-silent room. man was embarrassed. other people are getting second-hand embarrassment by the way they avoided eye contact with him. he vented to kenma later only for kenma to say, “it wasn’t funny. it was just stupid.” poor kuroo.

SUNA accidentally connected his bluetooth to the bus. you know, the one that drives all of inarizaki to their games. wanna guess what the fuck he might’ve been listening to? it’s porn. he’s watching porn in broad daylight. suna doesn’t realize what the issue is until he goes to turn up the volume and notices that the sound is off. he take his airpods off and that’s when he hears pure moaning sounds blaring inside the bus. everyone’s laughing— except for kita and their coach who’s still outside. mf calls himself lucky for that.

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myonepiece · 3 years

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Hi! Can I leave a request with the same summary as your last blog (the one with the small and timid s/o) but with different characters: Whitebeard, Oden, Rayleigh and Shanks and s/o being fem.

I only did the first three because Oden is 😩😭

and because 3 characters per request sorry! 💕

be warned my thirst got pretty explicit quickly

Whitebeard, Oden, Rayleigh nsfw hcs

-SIR, SIR, I BEG YOU TO FACE FUCK ME

-👀 that dick is godly. I did so much research just to find out how big his penis would be, I made a god damn graph. man lives to see you impaled on his cock while you cry from the pain and pleasure, the way you claw at his chest and launch at his lips whenever he leans his head down

-he loves that one position where he’s standing behind you and holding your arms back, seeing his h u g e member disappear into his little girlfriend is a yes

-the flustered and scared look on your face when his 2 1/2 ft dick springs out of his pants, hard as a metal rod and precum dripping from the tip gliding down the shaft fuck my mouth is watering

-he leaves quite a few hickeys, his sons are all men and they know that their pops is fucking you so he’s not really embarrassed or worried he’ll ‘corrupt’ them

-I genuinely can not decide if he likes being called daddy or if he finds it wierd, with all the sons on board n stuff yknow

-when you’re sucking his dick he reached behind you and fingers you 😩

-his fucking finger is as big as an average man’s hand I swear

-he soooo has a breeding kink. even if you don’t want a kid, he loves seeing your stomach bulge with his cum and seeing it drip out of your pussy, it’s such a perfect sight to him. he mentions cum and his “seed” a lot in his dirty talk

-Oden, oh Oden, how excited I’ve been to write for you and now my first post for you is thirst! anywayyyy, I want him to fucking kick me 😩💘

-for starters, he’s loves quickies and he’s pretty shameless when it comes to locations. so he’ll pull you into an alley or hidden place or just a room, and he’ll pull aside his robes and his dick immediately springs free from the fundoshi (samurai underwear, yeah I looked up what samurai underwear is called, yes that and images is in my history)

-his cock is thick and it’s always super hard, already dripping with precumby the time he gets it out of his bottoms

-he loves picking you up and fucking you, not against a wall or anything, just standing in the middle of the room his hands supporting you from their grip on your ass

-spanking 😖 he loves your ass and he tends to subconsciously knead it, and he has this habit of spreading your cheeks even when there’s not really a need to. spank him back, he lives for it

-omg omg there’s this type of bondage that originated in japana, it’s called Shibari, he loves that on you but more on himself, not the hands/legs/limbs tied together/restrained part but he loves the part where the rope goes across his broad chest and kind of outlines his pecs 🤤

-omfg suck on his nipples (man boobs 😩🤤🤤🤤🤤, they’re sensitive as hell and he just goes crazy

-his dirty talk isn’t really ‘thought out’ or ‘proper’ if that makes sense, it’s more exactly wwhat he’s thinking then and there, a mix of curses and nasty things he wants to do. he’ll also kind of narrarate whats going on, for example “my dick is slamming into you so hard baby!” and he always has a mischievous grin

-he tends to laugh, not too much, but it’s usually when you praise him or moan particularly loud or whore-like, things that make him know how good he’s making you feel

-he calls you “whore” a lot

-he’s so pervy change my mind

-but like, only a perv to his s/o. you can usually find his hand on your boobs or butt

-taking you against the wall with your chest pressed against it and his chest flush against your back

-he hits his dick against your (fuck idk what to call it all of a sudden) pussy everytime, either before he enters or after he’s done cumming. he’ll also slap your face with it (pls do Rayleigh, please). like once you’re both stripped and you’re laying on your back in bed, he’ll crawl over you and position himself above your face so he can slap his cock against it

-pull his hair

-whenever he’s horny, wherever the two of you are, he’s going to take you (unless of course you’re not in the mood and still aren’t even after he teases you) he’ll be shamelessly handsy and he’ll push you against any wall or into any alley or empty room and he relishes howw flustered and worried you are, scared to be caught. when you tell him to stop because someones coming or because you’re scared someone will walk in, he just goes harder

-he doesn’t like this all the time, but he ties you to the bed, completely spread out and vulnerable, then he fucks you like you’re just a sex doll

-he also loooves to punish you by tying you to the bed like in the last paragraph, but he sits in the room stroking himself and talking dirty, always at the foot of the bed where he can see you’re wetness pooling on the covers and see your hole clench around nothing

-don’t get me started on how much this man loves you scratching his chest/back. especially his chest and abs, we’ve all seen that scene, we all want to do it 💕

#one piece x reader #one piece imagine #one piece headcanons #whitebeard x reader #whitebeard imagine #whitebeard headcanons #oden x reader #oden imagine #oden headcanons #rayleigh x reader #rayleigh imagine #rayleigh headcanons

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sailorhyunjinz · 3 years

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~ Purple heart ~

Contents: SMUT! detective/criminal!Minho x detective!fem!reader. Office sex, fingering, use of nicknames, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (CAREFUL YALL), orgasm (m/f), explicit language, degradation (ish?), mentions of blood, mentions of gangbang, uhm what more.

Word count: 1.5 k words

Requested: Based on anons GENIUS ask so thank u thank u <33

Note: @vogueinnie has a little drabble based on a similar ask so please read it HERE (u wont regret it <33)

Papers and files were scattered across the carpeted floor of the shared office.

“I swear I had it in a folder somewhere in this damn office... fuck, that was such an important document!” you yelled at Minho that was sitting on a black office chair, his light brown coat draped over the chairs back as he was typing away on his keyboard. Your head snapped towards the brown haired boy, sitting arrogantly at his grand oak desk.

“Minho! You know that if this document isn’t found until tomorrow we are both in deep shit right?”

“Babygirl, it was on your desk last time I saw it.” he peeked from behind his computer screen.

You shuddered at the nickname. ‘Babygirl’. You glanced at the open door that led to the other offices to make sure that no one was still there at this ungodly hour of the night. Everyone else had gone home and that’s about the time Minho started shoving sweet nothings in your ears. You crouched down in defeat infront of the black file cabinet, a pale yellow folder with the SKZ mob logo painted on it layed infront of your feet that were decorated with stockings and a pair of black shiny kitten heels. Your arms hanged in defeat infront of you, the bracelet with the purple heart jingling everytime you moved.

A big hand stroked your hair and moved down your back. You turned around in surprise and Minho was slightly crouching, his hand emitting warmth onto your small figure. His dark brown eyes were unreadable just like his expression, the statue-like facial features making him even harder to read. His veiny hand wrapped around your shoulder, pushing you onto the floor making you land on your butt with a thump. Your hands landed behind you, holding your back straight up as Minho stood tall at the base of your legs, looking you up and down before smirking.

“M-minho what the fuck, it’s seriou-” you were cut off by Minho attaching his soft lips on yours, sitting on his knees by your side. You arms shook from how his wet tongue swirled around yours, melting in his presence. He cupped your flushed face as a wet patch formed underneath your skirt. Fuck, why were you so weak for him? It’s your co-worker and the policy about work relationships was strict so your heart was always on edge when Minho fucked you in the office like he’d done countless times before. His hans trailed down your chest, feeling on your breasts through the white bra and button up shirt that you wore to work everyday, not being much room for any creativity in the dresscode of the office. The sole of your foot met the ground once you kicked off your heels and bent your knees, inviting him to touch your burning core.

Those hands of his gripped your inner thigh after kneading your breasts for a while, inching closer one fingertip at the time. Tilting your head, your noses slightly bumped into each other as the kiss got passionate. Your breath hitched, holding back a moan as his fingers plunged down your thin black stockings and panties, feeling around your sex. You opened your eyes in the kiss and met his dark gaze, he broke the kiss and breathed between his sculpted lips.

“tsk, always so wet for me” he scoffs cockily.

You rolled your eyes, being annoyed at yourself for letting him have this controll over you. Two fingers slipped into your sopping cunt and a heavy sigh was the consequence at his fingers curling upwards. You pulled him closer to you by his neck, slowly dropping the back of your head towards the floor and dragging him along with you. The taste of his lips spread through out your mouth, watered down with your saliva as his digits created the most sinful sounds, your cunt was being abused. You couldn’t help but to moan pathetically against his lips to which he grinned and added his thumb that was lazily circling your clit, the bud swollen with lust. Just as the knot in your stomach was starting to form he pulled out his finger, the tips glistening with your juices as he lapped them up, looking at you seductively. Just his gaze could make your whole body hot, your hands clammy and your panties soaked. A yelp errupted from your chest as he grabbed your stocking, ripped them and exposing your panties.

“y/n, you’re fucking soaking” he said, not surprised at this point. The both of you were busy, fumbling around with your clothes. Minho’s belt buckle making a clinking sound before the outline of his substantial dick was seen through his boxers. Your eyes darted around the room, not wanting to appear rude for staring at the eye catching sight.

“Stop acting innocent now, y/n” he laughed haphazardly to which you blushed. Were all your feelings plastered on your face or was he just really good at this job, reading social cues like a book?

He was standing on his knees between your legs as he popped his dick over his black boxers. You gulped upon seeing his size, being stunned everytime it appeared infront of you even though this wasn’t the first time. He alined himself with your heated core after he’d pushed the fabric covering your cunt aside, allowing him to enter. His immense length bottomed out as he slid into your wet cunt with ease. Without noticing you bit your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, the metallic taste stinging your tastebuds. Minho hissed as you clenched around him, desperate for him to destroy you and see you at your most vulnerable state.

“Needy, huh?” he scoffs as he sets a rhythmic pace, his hips bucking into yours. You arched your back as he added a finger to your clit, the bundle of nerves being stimulated once more by his delicate hands. Moans trickle down your tongue as his pace got quicker, Minho chasing his release with eagerness.

“M-minho please..a-agh” you stuttered as your hands were pinned above your head, the chain of the bracelet bore into your thin-necked wrist as both they were both pinned underneath Minho’s one hand, the other one still playing with your clit. The office was quiet, only the sound of your lustful moans mixed with Minho’s breathy groans could be heard. The squelching of your cunt spreading a red tint over your cheeks from embarrassment as you looked deep into Minho’s stoic eyes. His bitter gaze sent shivers down your spine as the pain from the bracelet contrasted the pleasure in your core.

Before you knew it the knot began tightening. Minho’s pace now faster than ever, making you more of a disheveled mess with each second that ticked by on the big clock above the office door. You looked to your side, out through the big glass panes that were making up half of the offices walls. The tiny specks of light blurring your vision as you felt yourself releasing onto his member.

“O-oh.. fuck y/n” he grunted, his head twisting back briefly before looking at the mess that was your face. Your eyes rolled into your skull as his last thrusts were making your whole body move on the floor. Hair covered your eyes and your lips glistened from saliva. The knot was untied and you melted underneath him into a puddle of arousal. His warm load decorated your raw cunt as Minho pieced together an incoherent sentence of sweet nothings.

Eventually he pulled out as you were trying to make sense of your surroundings, being completly immersed in your tidal-like orgasm moments earlier. Before you could even ground yourself he stood up and fixed his business attire. He streached arm against your messy self, your chest heaving.

“Gonna lay there forever?”

He smiled savagely at you while asking his question, the veins in his arms popping out. You took his tepid hand in yours and stood up, groaning when remembering that your tights were ripped.

“Did you really have to rip them?” you asked annoyingly while adjusting your skirt and finding your heels. He just looked at you observingly, his mind somewhere else. His grip around your hand was firm and he pulled you into a final kiss, pressing you against his body. The kiss quickly got heated again and as you bit his bottom lip teasingly you noticed a familiar emblem on the inside of his lip. You pulled his lip further out with your teeth and froze upon seeing the SKZ mob logo inked on the delicate flesh.

“M-minho...you don’t... you’re n-not”

In fright you slowly backed away, none of your words were made sense as Minho devilishly grinned towards you. He yanked you by your small hand and grabbed your wrist hard enough to form marks, the wrist he had in hand was the one with the purple heart bracelet. He licked his plump lips before speaking.

“We could use a innocent girl like you to you know... fullfill our needs”. His predatory gaze made goosebumps errupt on your soft skin.

“Deal, babygirl?”

The SKZ mob crime scenes was always marked with their spray painted emblem but after this the logo ended with a small purple heart, a sign of your assistance.

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ao3kiribaku · 2 years

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Coffee Cups and Cigarette Butts by @kirikiriwhoops on Ao3

Chapter 10

Okay, first of all. I started crying when I saw it. You inspire me keep drawing and that means a lot to me. I'm so happy it's ineffable

But that won't pacify my rage!

The sentence of the day was:

Why won't you stop kicking him???

I asked for fluff and that first part... But I had just read what you said about the chapter, so I knew something was most definitely not right... I was preparing for disaster

Me to myself in order ro avoid to high of a fall from my delusions about the scene:

Kiri could find Bakugou in a pitch black room full of people with all he's senses hindered, he's like a sunflower, always seeking the sun, and he says the most sweet and endearing things, a poet in love with the moon, always reaching to touch Kats and be near him.

He's killing Katsuki, Anywhere, Riot, the bloody fucking dinner, he keeps kicking Bakugou when the boy is already down, Kats is one with the ground at this point.

I'm don't even want murder anymore, I desire cold blooded torture. I need to see him squirming in the consequences of his own actions. I revoke my previous statement. Hurt him. Bad.

The incident is definitely a way to go, but not enough. I want Riot to do amazing with the bands and to that be the only thing going for him. I want tears of regret and confusion. Give him pain.

Just not for long, so Kats (and me) doesn't have to suffer for much longer, honestly, that ***scene*** broke me, I wanted a blow of steam, tension relief thing, instead you rip my heart out and tore it into shreds.

The worst part is that I'm just like Katsuki, everytime Eijirou does anything sweet my heart waivers, my hopes go high and then he delivers that punch without one single gram of mercy, and we crash and burn, again.

Every flutter of the heart is followed by pain. Kirishima knows what he's doing, he keeps apologizing for it, he's aware, but he doesn't stop, he leaves it up to Bakugou to make a decision to stop it, but doesn't give him any changes. Fucking coward.

So... Make. Him. Suffer.

Mina is getting on my nerves too. Honey, that boy doesn't love you, you know that. Drop the fucking bone. The more I think about that relationship and Mina herself, for that matter, the worse it gets, so many small things that just don't click.

Now, all hail Denki that doesn't get anything intentionally right and still manages to make everything better and worse at the same time.

He delivered so many slaps when talking about Jirou and Shinsou, too bad Kiri is too far gone up his own ass to listen

To sum it up, I'm shambles, I hate it here and @kirikiriwhoops is a genius who uses their powers for evil

#bakugou x kirishima #mha katsuki #bakugou katsuki #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha bakugou #bnha eijiro kirishima #kiribaku #kirishima eijirou #mha fanfiction #mha kirishima

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hyakki59 · 3 years

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Eren x Reader - Argument - Old times

Warning; a bit of violance and a bit of smuty in the end

The world of this story takes place on the old times. No technology, no electricity, no big cities. Houses in the nature and people living in clans.

You are living with Jaegar Clan, because you and Eren are newly married. Everyday your heart beat faster for this man, you can't get enough of his smile, his light tanned skin, his green eyes and his long hair that falls on his shoulders. He is also a tease, always want to tease you, in a good way, and laugh.

You both immediately dreamed of your happy long life together when you decided to get married. You hadn't thought though those little arguments that may follow in the future. The day arrived when you and Eren had your very first argument.

"I told you to not distance yourself!!"

Eren shouts at you angrily. You are both standing outside the house. And Eren decided to give you a lecture while other people are also nearby.

"What? Am I not allowed to go for a walk?!"

You ask in disbelief touching with your fingers your chest

"Walk? Walk?!! I told you to not leave our side!!"

Eren shouts back pointing with his finger the ground

"Well, it's your very fault, you know, for dragging me along with you and your clan in your stupid fights with the nearby villages!!!

You shout at him too, moving your hand in the air. Eren didn't like that comment and he approaches you with a sudden pace. He grabs your upper limb

"Don't ever call them stupid again"

Eren says angrily yet with a low voice tighten his teeth. His eyes looking around quickly as if he wants to see if someone heard you.

"You gave us trouble with moving away from our spot, can't you understand that?"

Eren asks you, trying to keep his voice low.

"No Eren! What I can't understand is dragging me along with something I didn't want in the first place!!"

You shout with a complaint

"I'm your husband, and you must listen to whatever I'm saying! You embarrassed me!"

Eren adds with a way that he wants you to understand

"Really? Is that what am I supposed to do? Then fuck off my husband!!"

You shout at Eren and turn your back at him in order to walk away

"Come here!"

Eren says grabbing again your arm and adds;

"Don't talk to me like that. And sit here, we need to make clear that you understand your fault!"

"We don't have to say anything more Eren! I got this! You don't want me to do anything on my own! I'm just for warming your little cock! Nothing more!!"

As you are shouting you move wildly your arms like you wanted to hit Eren on his chest. Eren's eyes widen with the comment of yours and at the same time grabs your wrists because of your wild movements

"Oi! Shut it!!"

He eventually says

"No, I won't! You are a fucking bastard-"

"Shut it, you slut!!"

You both look each other with widen eyes. Some passing villagers looked at you from far. You hadn't argue like that with Eren before. You were both so lovely dovey all the time, that you didn't expect to reach at this point. Eren has now a shocked face, taking a few steps back. He hadn't talked to you like that before and wasn't expecting to.

"Y/N... I'm.."

He says, looking down at his feet. You on the other hand have tear up.

"When we didn't find you at first, you worried me sick.. I was afraid in the idea of losing you.."

Eren says approaching you quickly taking you in a hug

"I'm sorry for what I said"

Eren says his hand shoved in your hair

"I'm sorry too.."

You say hugging Eren too.

~°~°~°~

The previous intense scene ended and you thought that it won't have any more extent. The night have arrived, you and Eren are now at your shared bedroom.

It's an old style room, with wooden floor and walls made from stones. Fabrics like rug are decorating the walls and the furnitures' material are also from pure wood. The bed's design is with wooden railings which they are in every bed's leg.

You are sitting now on your bed, your back touching the hardboard and your legs inside the blankets. Eren approaches the bed, standing in the end of it and looking at you. You look at him giving a smile. He is having a thoughtful look though, like he's inspecting you.

"Come on"

You say at Eren with a smile while you do a 'pat pat' near you at the empty place of the bed.

"I think it's time for you to get your punishment for disobeying me"

Eren eventually says putting his hands on his belt. This serious face of him scared you a little.

"Eh? What do you mean?"

You ask Eren with a puzzled face and benting your knees.

"You need to learn what it is like disobeying your husband"

Eren says taking off his belt enfolding it inside his hand and holding it like it was his weapon. Your eyes open widely, and you jumb out of the blankets, having a standing position on the bed supporting your body on your knees.

"Eren, I said I'm sorry"

You say with an alarming look having your arms open in defence in case he approaches.

"Well, your apologize is accepted. But, anyone learns better their fault when they get punished physically."

Eren adds holding his belt firmly in readiness.

"You are not going to use that on me, right?"

You ask while your heart starts to beat faster

"Well, I need to"

"You are crazy"

You say trying to move on the side to escape

"No, Υ/Ν, stay still. We are gonna make it quick. It's not like I want you to get hurt"

Eren says doing a motion with his hand like he says 'stop'

" 'You don't want me to get hurt' in my ass. Don't you dare approach me with that thing!"

You say frowning trying to leave from the other side of the bed but Eren trying to stop you by coming towards you. You then try to leave from the other side. Eren is grabbing the wooden railings of the bed, to get momentum, trying to follow you. He's coming towards you in order to prevent you from leaving. His hair are moving because of his fast pace.

"Y/N, this is how we punish here. Me as a kid was punished too with that way when I was disobeying, and believe me, this work better when it comes learning your fault"

Eren tells you reassuringly doing a 'calm down' motion with his arms, like he wants to calm you.

"Fuck off!! I'm not gonna accept those kind of brutal ways of learning, you crazy people do here!!"

You shout at him, saying the word 'learning' loudly with an ironic way. Eren approaches you quickly climbing on the bed. When his knee touches the mattress you jump off quickly out of the bed. Eren stretches his arm to grab you, unsuccessfully though.

"Y/N! Stay still!"

Eren shouts his body falling on the bed.

"No!!!"

You shout running in the other edge of the room. Eren stands up from the bed and when he is about to move, still holding his belt, you start to throw things at him.

"Go away!!!"

You shout, grabbing things that are in the top of the furnitures. Cups, combs, small boxes, everything that was in your way. You are throwing all of them at Eren, in order to make him stop.

"Y/N! Ah!! Stop!!"

Eren says trying to avoid the things you throw at him, but some of them hit him.

Eren runs towards you and you run too in order to escape from him. You climb again at the bed and Eren catch up with you, wrapping his arms around your waist

"Ahh!!! Leave me alone!!"

You shout moving widely your hips so Eren could leave you. Indeed you manage to escape and as you try to leave from the bed you trip and fall on the floor. Eren grabs this opportunity and quickly stands above you. He tries to lift up your nightgown and you let out a cry. As you were moving your legs widely you kick with your foot Eren's jaw

"Ahhh!!!"

Eren groans loudly. He surely saw starts with that kick of yours.

"Y/N, just stay still, we will finish this as quickly as we will start this"

Eren says feeling pain in his jaw, trying to hold you still at the same time. Eventually, he succeeds in turning you, your back facing him and he hold you still in his lap. With one hand he holds you still by pressing your back down and with his other hand he lifts up your nightgown only for your butt to be exposed. You are moving widely trying to be free

"Eren!! No!!"

You shout but Eren hits your butt with his belt using his strength

"Ahh!! You will regret this!! Ahh!!!"

You are shouting while Eren hits you with his belt

"You are a crazy stupid asshole!!!"

You are constantly shouting being in the verge of crying. Eren though continues his punishment, the hit from his belt touching your butt was echoing.

~°~°~°~

The next morning arrived, and you aren't talking to Eren, you don't even eyeing him. He didn't only hurt you but he embarrassed you too. You wouldn't be surprised if anyone from the near houses could hear you the previous night. You are even embarrassed to eye a neighbor.

The following days, whenever Eren was approaching you to touch you, you were ignoring him and moving your shoulder away from his touch. Eren had a sad face everytime you were avoiding him. That wasn't the kind of image he had in his mind after your punishment. He thought that you would 'understand' his kind of thinking.

An example of your avoidance is this kind of night. You are wearing a white nightgown thin and light enough, so your body parts are visible. As Eren sees you in this cloth, he smiles awkwardly, liking what he sees, his chest going up and down from his enthusiasm. You eye him with a 'supposed' sly smile. Eren grabs with both of his hands the edge of his shirt in order to take it off, but at the same time you shove your self under the blankets, laying down. Eren's mouth stayed slightly open

"I thought we.."

"Then think again"

You cut Eren abruptly, getting yourself comfortable on your pillow in order to sleep.

Another night you and Eren are already sleeping. Outside the weather is bad, raining a lot. The sound of the lighting strikes woke you up. Eren is rubbing his eyes. He sees your back is turned at him as all the previous nights. He feels a pain in his chest, you two being like this. He approaches you slowly from behind, trying to wrap an arm around you carefully like you are about to break into pieces. You are awake too, because of the thunders. Eren's touch makes you to eye him quickly then look infront of you again.

"It's cold tonight, I thought that you would be cold..."

Eren says hugging you properly now. You didn't answer anything. As you didn't chase him away, Eren grabs the opportunity to make one move more. He kisses very lightly your shoulder, eyeing at the same time your face to see your expression. You stiffen your body as Eren kisses you. Eren noticed that and decides to not ruin the moment of hugging you, so he lays his head behind yours. The truth was that you had missed the feeling of Eren being that close to you, but you still haven't forgiven him from what he did to you. You both fell asleep like that.

~°~°~°~

Now, it's another day. You are sitting on a small stool infront of your mirror- furniture. You are combing your hair. At this time, Eren enters your shared bedroom, looking at you. You are not looking at him at all. Eren approaches you, kneeling beside you. He touches with his hands your thighs.

"You don't want me anymore?"

Eren says looking up at you with a sadden face. You turn looking down at his face. That was a positive thing for Eren.

"Y/N, I love you. I don't want to lose you. I will protect you with my life. Forget what happened. That's a different story, it belongs now to the past."

You are still looking at him voiceless

"Isn't that enough.."

He says lowering his head, his hands still on your thighs.

"Raise your head"

You say in a demanding voice. Eren suprised looks up at you

"I haven't forgiven you yet. But the sure thing that we can't be unspoken for ever"

Eren's straighten immediately his body letting out a happy sigh smiling at you. Your words gave him hope. His face approaches yours, he wants to kiss you, but first he is examining you. He approaches you slowly afraid to not ruin the moment. You had missed too his kisses, that's why you let his lips to touch yours. He kissed you soflty. As you took apart you kiss again each other, your kisses become from soft to more passionate. You suddenly want each other badly. You continue to kiss each other like maniacs, you holding Eren's head with both of your hands and Eren's hands traveling under your cloth up to your thighs.

You lean towards Eren, leaving your seat from the stool. Eren is lowering himself towards the floor because you are leaning towards him. As Eren's back touched the floor, you sit up on his lap and start leaning down, shoving your tongue on Eren's mouth, when you lips touched. Your tongues are fighting and you start to rock your hips, rubbing yourself on Eren's bulge. Eren is moaning through the kiss feeling full pleasure and you are also whimping wanting him so bad. It's been days since you and Eren had done something like that. You break the kiss start to undress each other. You are still both on the floor, naked now and can't resist anymore. You grab Eren's length and position it under your core. With one motion you lower yourself, Eren's now inside of you. Eren lets out a groan. You start to rock your hips, your pace gets faster every second. Eren's hands are on the sides of your butt, letting you do your work. You and Eren are a moaning mess. Your eyes catch a knife that lays down the floor beside you and you grab it. You press lightly it's peak at Eren's throat, still rocking your hips. Eren's eyes widen, him still moaning.

"Don't you ever dare to lay a hand on me again, or else I will open up your throat, you got it?

You say to him with a threatening way, still moving your hips. Eren is having a worryingly face, being afraid with that knife on his throat. He nods though, still moaning. You then throw the knife across the room and start to ride Eren even more widely.

Eventually, your reletionship with Eren got a little spicier and wildier than you had thought at first, but nevertheless you have your way to teach him a lesson.

#eren x reader #aot character x reader #aot fanfiction #attack on titan fanfiction #shingeki no kyoujin fanfiction #eren fanfiction #eren jaegar x reader

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twinkleimagines · 3 years

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✨This one time at band camp✨

Summary: you and Tom have been band buddies since middle school and have made it to college together. You’re finally ready to confess your love for him when he meets someone else. Is it too late?

⚠️⭕️ ( smut and language included)

“Save me a seat would ya?” Tom yelled out while sticking a dollar in the vending machine right outside the band room.

“ sure thing Tom” you said while picking up your trumpet (you can pick what instrument you want) and Toms , heading out to the bus. “ it’s not like I have anyone else to sit with” you joked before exiting through the double doors outside. Your school was on its way to yours and Toms third year of band camp. It was a two week overnight stay at the camp to get as much practice in for the upcoming football season, but it was also your favorite thing ever because it gave you two weeks straight to be with Tom.

You’ve been in love with that brown eyed boy since freshman year . It felt as if it were meant to be. Your careers were in mostly the same paths, and he was your best friend. Nobody knew you like Tom. But he always had eyes for other people, girls that looked nothing like you. He even said one time that it was ‘ gross’ when someone asked if the two of you were a couple. After that , the idea of telling the truth was a no go.

You plopped down in your seat, grabbing out your tablet for you and Tom to share . You always watched movies together because the bus ride to camp was almost 4 hours long and it gave you an excuse to lay your head on him and fall asleep. You really wanted to tell him this yeah during band camp. You were worried about the friendship status and where it would go if he rejected you, but at the same time you couldn’t handle it anymore. You wanted him to love you more than just a best friend.

“ scoot” Tom said while putting his trumpet under the bus seat. “ did you bring any snacks?” He asked. You nodded unzipping one of the pockets on your duffel bag. Tom grinned real big before reaching in and grabbing him one. “ so what movie are we going to watch this time?” He asked looking over at you. God that sincere smile of his is just so calming. Sometimes you couldn’t believe such a beautiful guy was YOUR best friend.

“ they finally came out with the second amazing spider man” you said excitedly .

“ I saw! Is that what we’re watching?” He beamed. You nodded before grabbing the tablet and putting the movie up.

Most of the ride to camp was silent . Tom was just innocently watching the movie but you couldn’t help but day dream the whole time. Your eyes constantly looking at his hands, up his arms, you’d look at his reflection in the tablet, watching his lips open slightly when an intense scene came on , or when he’d get uncomfortable he’d move around, looking over at you asking if you were okay. “ are you tired?” He whispered. You looked up nodding while yawning. “ well come here” he said pulling you towards him.you snuggled up against his chest , his arm wrapping over your shoulder. You felt him lay his head down on yours, his chest rising up and down as he took steady breaths. Before you knew it you were fast asleep.

“Y/n” you heard faintly . “Y/n” Tom said while slightly shaking your shoulder.

“ huh” you said sitting up some.

“Wake up we’re here” he said before standing up and stretching. You damn near drooled when you saw his shirt lift up, his happy trail showing , veins and abs. When did he get so ripped? You quickly looked away, grabbing your duffel bag before he noticed you staring.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this again for the third time” he beamed excitedly while looking out the window towards the buildings and field.

“ I know and we get to do it together “ you said looking at him, admiring his face, again.

“ well duh” he smirked before grabbing his stuff and walking down the aisle. It took you a minute to get off the bus, struggling to get your bags and instrument off , and by the time you got off Tom was no where in sight . You sighed in frustration. Tom always waits for you so you don’t lose each other. Where could he be?

You sat for a second , looking around before grabbing your phone out calling him.

“ hey” he answered.

“ where the heck did you go , you just left me here” you said semi jokingly butt hurt.

“ oh I’m by the C building, I had to meet up with someone. come over” he said. ‘C building ?’ You thought . That’s where the wood winds stay . What is he doing over there?

“ uhm okay? “ you responded before hanging up. It took you a minute before you got over ther, wondering who the hell he wanted you to meet. When you walked up though your heart sank.

Crystal, the most wanted girl in your band . She was a flute player, long perfectly soft wavy golden brown hair, teeth that sparkles in the light everytime she smiled, blue eyes that you could notice a mile away. And a flirtatious laugh. Don’t forget her perfect figure. You could see that Tom was blushing while talking to her and she kept playing with her hair.

‘ no no no’ you thought . This literally cannot be happening .

“ hey Tom “ you said while walking up to him. “ you ready to go put our stuff up? “ you asked trying your hardest to take the attention off of Crystal.

“ yeah just a sec, uh Y/n you remember Crystal?” He asked turning the attention right back to her.

“ hey y/n, I love your t-shirt!” She said overly nice. You knew it was fake without a doubt.

“ thanks “ you said with a fake smile. “ you play the flute right? “ you asked.

“ yup that’s me” she said smiling real big before flipping her hair . You looked at Tom who was looking at her in awe. He was mesmerized by her and it was honestly breaking your heart.

“ well I can see you guys are busy so I guess I’ll be on my way then” you said looking directly at Tom. He barely even acknowledged what you had said, just a quick yeah before starting a conversation with Crystal. You walked back to building B with your head down. Did you lose your opportunity to be with the person you truly loved? Has he found someone ? Tom had a handful of flings but he never looked at any of them the way he did Crystal.

It had been lunch time before you had heard from Tom again. The first day everyone really just spent the day roaming the area and having fun. You stood in line by yourself looking around At all the familiar and unfamiliar faces. This facility held all the surrounding college bands for their first two week practices so there were at least 3 different schools there.

“ thanks” you mumbled as you grabbed the tray from the lunch lady before finding an empty seat next to a couple of other kids. You were just so upset. How could he just drop you like that? You both always did everything together during band camp but because of this bimbo Crystal it was like you never existed.

You were picking around with your food when someone tapped your shoulder. It was Tom, thankfully.

“ y/n where were you ? We looked for you”

‘We?’ You thought . Sure enough walks up Crystal and another girl from the flute section and two guys from the drumline.

“ you were busy” you said glancing your eyes towards Crystal and her group before back at Tom.

“ no come sit with us “ he insisted. You hesitated for a second. You really didn’t want to sit and watch him and Crystal flirt but you wanted to be with Tom.

“ okay” you said grabbing your phone and tray before getting up and following them outside to a round table .

You sat directly across Tom, both flute girls sitting on the other side of him and you in between the drummers. They all conversated between themselves , laughter filling throughout the group. Crystal was mainly the center of attention the whole time, but you in the other hand just sat , listening. No one really even acknowledged that you were there.

Not even Tom. You started to feel sick to your stomach. This was not your crowd at all. You didn’t fit in. And you knew Crystal was only really interested in Tom because he had been working out and his body was maturing. She didn’t know him like you did though and that’s what upset you the most.

By the time the day was over with , you were in your bunk in tears. At this point it felt it like you had no one to spend band camp with . You had lost your best friend. He’s had girlfriends before but he never left you out like this before. You were almost asleep when you felt your phone vibrate under your pillow. It was Tom.

T: wyd?

Y: sleepin 😴 y?

T: well wake up and come outside😬

You could feel your heartbeat speeding up. Finally . You quickly put your t shirt on over your tank top and slipped on your tennis shoes before sneaking out before anyone could catch you.

“ boo!” Tom yelled while grabbing your arms.

“ damn you! “ you jumped , turning around to look at him. God he was just so beautiful.

“ I’ve missed you today why were you being so distant “ he asked while hugging you. You wanted to tell him but you didn’t want to sound like a possessive friend.

“ no reason I just wasnt really feeling all that good” you said pulling away from the hug. “ nerves kicking in I guess” you said shrugging it off.

“ oh. Welcome with me” he said grabbing your hand. “ I got a cool Hang out spot” he beamed while walking towards the field . Finally , you get to have Tom all to yourself. Maybe this would be the perfect time to really tell him how you fe-

‘What the fuck. ‘ you thought as you saw Crystal and her Group of friends sitting by the pond.

“ really Tom” you blurted out, unintentionally you pulled your hand away from him and start walking, causing him to turn around in confusion.

“ what? What’s wrong?” He asked, putting his hand on your arm. You sighed heavily . It’s too late now just go ahead and say it.

“I don’t even know these people” you said throwing your hand up towards the group .

“ I know that’s the whole point of bringing you here so you could get to know them” he said excitedly, as if he had some great big plan. You scoffed crossing your arms looking away from him. “ look Crystal and I started talking at the end of the school year last year and we hung out a few times over the summer . I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t know if anything was going to come out of it but then these last couple of weeks things started escalating and .. well I really really like her and you won’t even give her a chance” he said pulling you closer towards him. You could feel the lump forming in the back of your throat. This was all wrong. This wasn’t how the weekend was suppose to go.

“Hey..” he said, lifting your chin up as a tear fell down your cheek. “ why are you crying y/n ? What’s wrong?” He asked sincerely worried.

“ because I can’t do this” you cried out, your voice trembling.

“ what? Do what? What are you talking about y/n?” He said stepping back from you, confusion written over his face.

“ I love you “ you cried out , your voice cracking while more tears started pouring down your face.

“ y/n I love you too I - I don’t understand what’s wrong” he said , panicking.

“ no Tom I love you” you explained, throwing your hands down . He stopped and stared at you with his eyes wide, finally realizing what you were insinuating. “ I’ve been in love with you for years now but I didn’t want to ruin our friendship” you said softly while losing your head. “ I was going to tell you but then you showed up with perfect Crystal and it was like you had no time for me . “ you said looking back up at him, wiping some of your tears away. “ but it’s clear you don’t feel the same way about me “ you said shaking your head.

“Y/n..” he said softly reaching out for your hand but you quickly snatched it away.

“ and I’m sorry but I’m not going to sit here and just be a third wheel to your new relationship. It’s clear you don’t need me anymore” you said looking back at him. “ you’ve got your other friends now”. You stated before turning around walking away. You heard him call your name a few times but you kept walking. You couldn’t bare it anymore.

*To be continued *

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paininanime · 4 years

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Naruto Classic Whumplist Seasons 1-5

Naruto Classic Whumplist Seasons 6-9

Characters mentioned:

Naruto

Sasuke

Kakashi

Rock Lee

Neji

Gaara

Kiba

Minor mentions:

Shikamaru

Shino

Choji

Iruka

Kabuto

Itachi

Jiraiya

Kimimaro

Genma and Reido

Kurenai and Asuma

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1x1 | Iruka gets slashed a bit by flying knives (one in the leg) and stabbed in the back protecting young Naruto (+blood drizzle at the mouth and emotional whump) Later in episode he is seen very roughed up and tired (kind of trembling) and pained

1x6 | Naruto stabs himself in the hand to extract venom he obtained during a fight and a scratch (it heals due to kuruma)

1x8 | Naruto and Sasuke get beat up vs. Zabuza

1x9 | Kakashi acts fine, but then passes out due to overuse of his sharingan.

1x15 | Fight against Haku. Sasuke and Naruto get very roughed up, Naruto falls hard many times. In the end they both get pierced by needles thrown by Haku amd scream out in pain.

1x16 | Naruto and Sasuke get pierced multpiple times, they are in a lot of pain, wincing etc. Sasuke fights and protects Naruto despite his injuries. Naruto passes out twice due to pain and overuse if his chakra. Kakashi gets slashed across the chest protecting Sakura and Tanzen from Zabuza (on purpose tho). Sasuke protects Naruto further. He collapses fatally injured into Narutos arms and "dies".

1x22 | Sasuke gets beat by Rock Lee in their first "fight". Sakura has to catch him mid air, otherwise he would have fallen hard.

2x2 | Sasuke and Sakura get overpowered by the sheer bloodlust of a chunen exam competitor. Sasuke trows up, they are shaking violently from the visions. They can barely move. Naruto gets eaten by a snake but is "fine". Sasuke stabs himself in the leg to break free from the trance. He is in a lot of pain and panting. He is very shaken up, as Sakura also points out.

2x3 | Naruto punches Sasuke so hard that blood spatters (he's fine). Naruto gets slammed/crashes through thick branches twice and "passes out". Naruto is very battered and saves Sasuke. "Orochimaru" does something with Narutos seal who then passes out. He gets literally thrown away and would have fallen to the ground if Sakura hadn't secured him with a shuriken. He is completely unconscious.

2x4 | Sasuke "beats" the enemy, but is exhausted and panting heavily. He then gets bitten by Orochimaru, and is screaming in pain and collapses screaming. Sakura cradles the agonized Sasuke in her arms. Naruto is still lights out. Later N and S are seen lying unconscious next to eachother. Sakura mentions how Sasuke seems to be breathing more easily now, but has a fever.

2x5 | Sasuke is seen still uncounscious, breathes difficultly and shivers. Sakura takes care of them. Both N and S are seen with a strained look. Lee fights for Sakura and uses the forbidden Lotus-Jutsu, that strains his muscles a lot. The enemy outsmarts him, and attacks with sound which plays with his already fatigued body and vision.

2x6 | Lee starts bleeding out of his ears because of the sound waves. His vision is blurry, he is in a lot of pain and throws up. He tries to save Sakura again and busts a move but because of the sound messing with his balance it doesnt work. He passes out. He is later on the ground very roughed up and passes out again.

2x7 | Sasuke collapses on his butt after Sakura makes him change back. He is very shaken up and his hand is shaking violently.

2x10 | Sasuke collapses screaming in Pain from Orochimarus mark whilst using his last chakra for Sharingan. Kabuto gets slashed in the shoulder saving a pain-paralysed Sasuke. Kabuto gets stashed in the leg (knee) saving Naruto from a knive. Kabuto gets slashed over the nosebridge from an attack from behind. Sakura supports Sasuke when arriving at the tower.

CHUNIN EXAMS WHUMP

2x12 | Sasuke fights Yoroi even tho he is weakened by O's mark.

2x13 | Sasukes chakra gets slowly stolen by Yoroi, he can barely move, but gets free. He stumbles a lot. His mark activates itself and he spits some blood. He almost passes out but Kakashi aka mr. Smooth appears behind him and supports him with his knee. A lot of heavy breathing and panting. He grips his shoulder in pain and makes that "ugn" sound. Kakashi later seals the curse in Sasukes shoulder, which is extremely painful (he screams) and then passes out (also from fatigue). + ep.14 Nice shots of passed out Sasuke and emotional past from Shinos enemy Zaku in the exam

2x18 | Naruto gets hit by Kiba's Jutsu and lands hard, he spits out some blood and rolls onto his bloodied face. + 2x19 He gets scratched by Kiba thrice and it bleeds and splatters quite a bit / Kiba carried away by stretcher

2x22 | Lee fights Gaara. One short moment where he does his badass lotus attack against Gaara and utters a pained noise and closes his eyes in pain throwing his head back.

2x23 | As also explained by Kakashi, Lee is in so much pain after the Lotus that he can't evade Gaaras attacks and gets thrown around harddd. Once (in background) he gets slammed with sand and screams.

🩸 2x24 | Lee sacrifces everything to win against Gaara: that includes his body. By opening the chakra doors he exposes his body to enourmous emounts of energy. - after badass fight- He collapses to the ground. Gaara then uses his sand-powers to crush Lees left leg and arm. He screams in agony and loses conciousness, Guy Sensei stepping in just in time. Lees body is completetly destroyed.. but he gets up, unconsciously, out of pure will to prove himself. Bloody arm and leg, dull eyes. Later, when the infirmary gets him, they tell Guy Sensei that Lees body has suffered fatal damage, especially his arm and leg.

2x25 | Sasuke is seen in a hospital bed unconscious and attached to many tubes etc. He is attacked by Kabuto but Kakashi is there.

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3x3 | Naruto collapses during training after purposely using up his chakra. The still injured Lee collapses after doing 199 pushups.

3x4 | Nice shot of Naruto collapsing backward during Training "again", as Jiraiya says.

3x5 | Naruto passes out and falls down out of fatigue after being thrown around by Gama on his back, to prove he's worthy of being his companion and master. Gama catches him tho and delivers him directly to the hospital. Naruto is like: 😌

3x6 | Cute shot of Naruto sleeping in hospital bed.

3x10 | Naruto gets beat up good by Neji, specifically around the 7 min mark he begins to show much pain, coughing etc. Later there are close ups of his hands and specifically nails which are broken and bleeding from digging a hole to defeat Neji. Neji has taken a lot of damage from Narutos attack and can't move on the ground.

3x11 | Cute shots of roughed up Neji at the hospital.

3x15 | Sasuke gets gripped by Gaaras ghost arm thing in the cockoon and screams and tries to pull out his arm. He holds it in pain. Gaaras shoulder, injured by Sasuke, is bleeding, he is holding it.

3x16 | Gaara collapses to his knees grunting in pain and grasping his head.

3x18 | Cute visuals of a worn out Shikamaru. Still drained after his battle with Temari and extra annoyed.

(Gaara and Naruto battle whump)

4x2 | Kakashi vs. Itachi. @7:58, Kakashi takes a nice, pained breath. Itachi captures him in an allusion and tortures him for three days (multiple stabbings), while irl, only a moment passes. Kakashi is in a lot of pain, falls to the ground. Dark eye bags, strained face. Kakashi passes out and collapses, sinking into the water. MG lifts him out and over his shoulder.

4x4 | Sasukes arm gets broken by Itachi.

4x5 | Sasuke gets kicked by Itachi into a wall. He gets kneed in the face by his brother and again slams into the wall. He gets beaten up badly, and relives his traumatic past with Itachis Jutsu. His screams are heartwrenching and he is completely unable to fight back. He passes out whilst in chokehold... luckily. ;( Post fight Sasuke is seen slumped against the wall, eyes dull, completely unresponsive. According to Jiraiya, he has suffered from terrible psychological trauma, has two broken arms and a few broken ribs. Guy sensei mentions how Kakashi is still unconscious from the same visual jutsu, and they don't know when he will wake up again. Itachi is strained and exhausted after using Amaterasu to escape.

4x6 | Netflix's words: "Deeply hurt mentally and physically, Sasuke is taken back to [Konoha](...)". Cute visual of an unconscious Sasuke on Guy's back.

4x7 | Narutos hands are shaky after weeks of practicing Rasengan. Cute scene of him shivering in his sleep with "bandaged" hands. He has dark eye bags and mentions the pain he is in. (All minor whump)

4x11/12 | Naruto trains very hard. He is roughed up and shaky. Naruto collapses onto one knee and is later seen on the ground, exhausted. Around the 10:30 mark he is seen in his bed, sleeping, his right hand bandaged. Tsunade says he is exhausted and his hand burned by chakra, and will not wake up soon.

4x12 | Jiraiya gets drugged by Tsunade and falls of a chair in the Stew restaurant harddd. (lol) He is later seen sweaty and weak-ish.

4x13 | Jiraiya stumbles due to the drug still in his system when trying to stop Naruto from attacking Kabuto. Naruto gets blood splattered in his eyes by Kabuto.

🩸 4x14 | Naruto gets eaten by a snake but gets out, but, according to Kabuto, has hurt his leg in the process. He gets beat up by Kabuto very badly and is in a lot of pain, but gets up everytime he is on the ground. He also gets stabbed through the hand.

🩸 4x15 | Netflix's words: "Naruto is seriously injured by Kabuto and hovers on the verge of death". Naruto used his Rasengan, but his body was already messed up. Kabuto has cut his heartmuscle.. He spits blood and passes out (beautifully, I might add) backwards. He is seen on the ground unconscious wincing and shivering, blood in the corners if his mouth and dirty. Tsunade notices his irregular puls.

4x16 | Everyone is pretty injured. Jiraiya winces and says his ribs and feet are injured.

4x25 | Sasuke gets angry at Aoi and attacks him in a surge of rage. He gets electrocuted by the thundersword and gets thrown onto the broken bridge, where he stays down, unconscious.

5x3 | Sasuke gets beat up good by Orochimarus gang. He is quite roughed up.

5x5 | Genma and Reido come across Orochimarus gang, but get beaten in battle. They are both critically injured and Genma speaks weakily (coughing).

5x6 | The bois get stuck in a Kekkai. They are all roughed up. Also, Shikamaru looking drained af: (6:54, 9:30, 10:46, 12:57). Their chakra is being drained, so all of them are a bit.. down.

5x8 | Choji is comepletely exhausted and heavily injured after his fight with Jirobo, also due to him consuming those three pills. He stumbles through the woods, vision blurry, and finally collapses against the tree with the markings from Shikamaru and co. He passes out.

5x10 | Neji vs Kidomaru. Neji does very well until he is slashed in the shoulder and then stabbed in the back by three kunais. He collapses face down. He gets back up, but after a final blow gets stabbed again multiple times, collapses again. Gets up a third time. Heavy breathing. He kind of just stands there, breathing, looking at nothing.

🩸5x11 | Neji is completely out of breath. The arrow from Kidomaru went, luckily, through his shoulder. The wound is extremely painful and smoking, and see-through. Blood comes pouring down his arm. He agains collapses face first. He is extremely weak and in a lot pf pain. His chakra is quickly draining due to the barrier he has created around him. He starts running, ripping put the kunais from his back and pressing on his shoulder wound. The next arrow hits his cheeck and slices it. The last arrow goes straight through his abdomen. He starts one last attack, runs, holding his abdominal wound. In the end Neji is on the ground and finally succumbs to the darkness. ;(

5x14 | Kiba stabs himself in the gut (20:40) in order not to be merged with Ukon.

5x15 | Kiba bleeds a lot and screams out in pain. Heavy breathing and sweating. He stabs himself a second time and doesn't look okay ;( He shivers and has blood at both his mouthcorners. We can see him bleeding excessively. (18:00) He tries to get up, but falls back down, admitting that he is dizzy because of the pain and bloodloss, he can't move. He looks very ill.

5x16 | Netflix's words: "An injured Kiba and Akamaru barely escape from Sakon and Ukon." Shikamaru breaks the tip of his finger to break out of a hallucination.

5x17 | Netflix's words: "Kiba tends to Akamaru and his own wounds." 2:19, Shimakarus broken finger is being pulled by his shadow, it makes cracking noises and he utters a pained "ughn >:[]". (3:10 strained, Roughed up S)(12:00 Genma sitting awake but weak-ish in Hospital bed.)

5x18 | 6:15, Kiba gets put of the water and holds his bleeding wound. 16:55, he is leaning against a tree, unable to move out of exhaustion, scared out of his mind. Lee gets slashed in multiple locations by Kimimaros bones, 18:20, saved by Gaara, Shikamaru is getting tired.

5x19 | 18:09, Shikamaru fixes his finger a bit, the bones crackle and he utters an "ittee".

5x20 | Gaara saves a hurt Lee, who runs to fight, but after Gaara stops him winces in pain.

5x21 | Lee gets hit by Kimimaro, and flies. He lands hard and realizes that his body is not in the ideal shape. Kimimaro coughs blood thrice. 17:35, Gaara is exhausted by his use of chakra, he stems his hand on his sand and says that he is done. Sweaty.

5x22 | Naruto vs. Sasuke 2: Sasuke punches Naruto hard in the ribs, he spits blood, you can hear bones crunching. Also hard kick in the face.

5x24 | Netflix's words: "Naruto is brought down by Sasukes fireball jutsu."

5x25 | Naruto is again punched hard in the gut, bones crunching, slams into water below. He sinks and does that nice "drowning breath out" thing. 19:07, Naruto laying at the bottom of the river. Comes up, coughs.

5x26 | Naruto sinking. Sasuke "empales" Naruto through the shoulder with his chidori. Nice blood dripping of shoulder scene. It heals tho.

5x27 | Naruto gets his head slammed into the ground by Sasuke. Later, Naruto punches Sasuke in the face hard in his fox form, and Sasuke is in a lot of pain, holding his nose. He recovers quickly tho.

5x28 | Both Sasuke and Naruto’s bodies are feeling the consequences of their transformation, Naruto mentioning that his arm feels numb and it just kinda hangs there. Later, their Chakra blast leaves Naruto unconscious. (N+S rain scene). Kakashi later finds him and picks up the completely limp boy, bridal style. Later we get a short scene of a half conscious Naruto on Kakashis back, opening his eyes a little. Sasuke is also very injured by his mark and the fight, he slowly walks through the rain with that blank look on his face.

5x29 | Naruto awakens on Kakashis back, but he is only half-conscious. He asks with dim eyes where Sasuke is. Passes out again.

-Choji unconscious and attached to many devices etc.

-Cute, Bandaged, Worried Kiba scenes. Flinches in pain. In hospital bed.

-Neji in intense operation, they are closing his gaping shoulder wound. He moves in pain, but doesn't scream. Unconscious.

-Shikamaru crying ;(

-Naruto awake in hospital bed, bandaged from head to toe, dim eyed.

Many cute "mummy-Naruto" scenes.

Naruto Classic Whumplist Season 6-9

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speeding-fox · 3 years

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Sorabon Flies Solo?! A Lesson in Heroing! (Part 1 of 3)

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Plot Synopsis: Sorabon gets Porukabon hurt during a battle with one of the Neo Musketeers' Biidaroids, and refuses to hold himself accountable. After getting grounded, he storms off and claims he's flying solo for now on. His strong desire to be a hero gets him corrupted. Will he snap out of it and learn his lesson, or will he join the dark side?

Author's Note: The "~~" signify a scene change, and the "--" signify another perspective of the same scene.

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It was a nice day, the birdrons are chirping, that was until an explosion from Tyrantula's evil tree Biidaroid's fruit bomb emanated through the area. The Neo Musketeers had stolen someone's precious family heirloom, believing it held some kind of power, luckily Jr. BiidaCops Sora, Tiiru, Tosukana, and Polka were there and transformed to foil their latest scheme. The team agreed that two would handle the Biidaroid while two would handle the Devilish siblings, however, Sora had other plans.

While Tiiru and Tosukana fought Lucifer, Polka and Sora battled the Biidaroid, but everytime Polka tried to land a punch, Sora swooped in with an aerial kick to it's side, knocking it down, and nearly getting hit by Polka's attack, Polka just barely stopped his punch before he hit him. "What the- Dude! Why did you do that?! I would have punched you!"

Sora pretty much ignored what Polka just said and turned to tell him. "Not to worry, Porukabon, I got this!" He then went back to fighting.

"Apparently you care more about being the hero than almost getting punched in the face." Polka grumbled sarcastically before joining back in on the fight.

As their battle with the Biidaroid went on, whenever Polka tried to land a hit, Sora kept getting in his way, and barely avoided hitting him each time, causing his frustration to grow each time. "Sorabon will you KNOCK IT OFF?!"

He wasn't sure if Sora even heard him as he was too busy battling the Biidaroid, but then he flies a little ways away, so Polka thought he did hear him, and he was letting him finish off the weakened tree robot. "Huh, I guess he did hear me. I guess I can do my signature move!"

Polka backs up a ways away himself, then covers himself in electricity. "Electric-" He then charges at it like a lightning bolt. "CHARGE!"

It seemed like he had this battle in the bag, but right as he was about to run into it, a charged shot came from the direction Sora flew off to, hit them both, and caused a big explosion. Polka screams, and the now burnt remains of the tree Biidaroid flew to Lucifer's direction, Tuscan-Dragon and Tenacious-Tealer barely notice and get out of the way in time, Tyrantula wasn't as lucky, once the remains crash into him, they explode and knock Lucifer into his siblings' aircraft and cause them to explode in turn, and sent them blasting off again.

The item they tried to steal fell from the sky, Sora manages to catch it before it hit the ground, then holds it up while doing a fist-pump. "Another one for the hero team!"

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"Here you go, sir! Got it back safe and sound!" Sora handed the stolen item back to the owner.

"Oh thank you so much!" The owner takes his item back and shakes Sora's hand. "This is a treasured family heirloom! I don't know if I would have the heart to tell my family it was stolen!"

Sora lets go of his hand to give him a wink and a thumbs up. "All in a hero's days work! If you need help again, you know who to call!"

"Thanks again!" The item's owner leaves.

"Now to check on the others." Sora did so, and it didn't take him long to find his friends. Tosukana and Tiiru are helping an injured Polka out of the wreckage of Bolt-Striker. "Whoa, Bolt-Striker got really messed up." He commented when he saw how bad it looked.

"Yeah, because YOU messed it up!" Polka bellowed as he pointed at him.

"Me?" Sora pointed at himself. "You sure it wasn't the Biidaroid?"

"NO, YOU FREAKING SHOT AT ME!" Polka screamed as his stomped his left foot, then winced and nearly stubbled when his left leg gave out, there was a noticeable red mark on the leg.

"You should've called out to him before firing that charged shot Sorabon!" Tosukana scolded him as he helps Polka back up and wraps Polka's arm around his shoulder to provide support.

"Well, he should've known I was gonna fire a charged shot with how well I was doing. He shouldn't have gotten in the way." Sora says nonchalantly.

"You're saying it's MY fault that YOU didn't give me any WARNING?!" Polka yelled, fuming that Sora is not holding himself accountable.

"Hey, at least the bad guys were stopped and the item was returned to its owner, that should amount to something, right?" Sora received glares in response.

"Yes, but not at the expense of your friends. The fact you don't see anything wrong with what you did is concerning." Tosukana chided, then turned to Tiiru. "Tiirubon, may you help get Bolt-Striker back to Graybon Hakase's lab?"

Tiiru nodded. "On it." They transform back into Tenacious-Tealer's mecha form and lift up the wrecked Bolt-Striker.

Tosukana turns back to Sora. "We're telling your dad about this."

Sora shrugged. "Go ahead, but we know he's gonna agree with me."

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At Graybon's Lab, Shiro was walking by the base's entrance carrying some paperwork when the automatic doors slide open, and Sora ran in before they close. "Oh, hey there, champ!" He sets the paperwork down on a nearby counter and approaches his son. "Did you do some good bad guy butt-kicking?"

"Yep! Sure did!" Sora exclaimed. "And the item they tried to take was returned to its rightful owner!"

"Awesome!" He pats his son on the head. "Great job as always, kiddo!"

Sora was reveling in his dad's praisal of him. Making his father proud always brought him great joy, as he wants to follow in his footsteps. He was beaming with pride.

Shiro looks towards the door, then to Sora. "Say, Sora, where are your friends?"

As if on cue the automatic doors open once again, and Tosukana is helping Polka in. "Oh my gosh!" Seeing the state Polka is in, Shiro rushed over. "Are you alright, Porukabon?! What happened?!"

"Sora happened!" Polka shouted, giving Sora a glare.

"Huh?" Shiro glanced to Sora, who shrugged, then glanced back to the two. "What did Sora do?"

"We'll explain once we meet Tiirubon at the lab." Tosukana answered.

"The lab?" Shiro looked back at Sora, giving him a questioning look. "Sorabon, just what did you do?"

Oh no, Sora knows that when his dad speaks in that tone, he's in some kind of trouble, but he isn't too worried about it. Once Sora explains his side, surely his dad will understand, right?"

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"HOLY MACKEREL!" Shiro shouts upon seeing how badly damaged Bolt-Striker was. Tiiru, untransformed, was laying flat on the ground, panting from having to lift the mecha to get it here, even if they were in mecha form to get it here, it was still strenuous work for them, and Tosukana was patching up Polka on a nearby bench.

"With damages like these, it's going to take extensive repairing before it can be functional again, desu." Aobon clarified.

"How long will it take?" Shiro inquired.

"In scientific terms, awhile, desu." Ao answered.

Polka groaned loudly. "Are you KIDDING ME?! Grrr, godDAMMIT!"

"Porukabon watch your language." Shiro scolded firmly.

"And take it easy." Tosukana added before going back to bandaging Polka's arm.

"Sorry." Polka grumbled, then sighed exasperatedly. "This is so stupid! My mech shouldn't have to get fixed because of freaking Sora not bothering to tell me to get out of the way!"

"Hey, it's not my fault you got caught in the shot's way!" Sora stated.

"It's not my fault you didn't bother fu- freaking tell me to, oh I don't freaking know, MOVE OUT OF THE FREAKING WAY SO I COULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN HURT!" Polka fumed.

"Alright, enough!" Shiro shouted, stopping the two's arguing. "Obviously, I don't know the full story, so before I jump to conclusions, I need to hear both sides to piece the story together." He gestured to Sora. "Sorabon, tell me your side."

"Gladly." Sora clears his throat. [*Imagine crudely drawn imagery that depicts Sora's interpretation of what happened.*] "I was busy fighting the Neo Dorketeers to try and get back the item they stole, and one of them made a Biidaroid. I fought it hard, when I was going to finish it off, Porukabon decided to try and defeat it when he got caught in the blast of my charge shot, but in the end I defeated the Dorketeers and sent them blasting off again, and returned the stolen item to it's owner. The End." [*end of imagery*]

"You know that's not entirely what happened!" Polka yelled. "We were trying to fight them together, but you kept getting in the way, and I was trying to get the item back when you freaking blew me up along with them and the Biidaroid!" He tries to stand up to yell some more, but is pulled back down to the seat by Tosukana, which was probably for the better good anyway. "First the butting when we're trying to help, then freaking wrecking me and Bolt-Striker and almost killing me, and now you trying to claim all the credit!"

"I did most of the work for you guys, besides, it shouldn't matter anyway, the bad guys got foiled, and the fight is done. Stopping bad guys is all a part of heroing!" Sora exclaimed pridefully.

"That may be true, but that's only one part of "heroing," another part is teamwork." Tosukana stated.

"And, oh I don't know, making sure you DON'T attack your friends?!" Polka chimed in.

Sora lifts his arms to behind his head and turns away. "You getting in the way isn't my fault. Sometimes being a hero means taking risks, and besides, you guys saw how well I handled myself. I could probably do this hero thing solo, since clearly none of you are appreciative of my heroic efforts."

Tosukana and Tiiru gasped at this response, while Polka looked as if he wanted to punch him. "Well I never-!" Tiiru said a moment before Polka screamed. "ARE YOU SERIOUS?! Is your ego THAT far up your a- butt?! Get your head out of there too while you're at it!"

"Why you-" Sora began, but got cut off by his dad.

"Okay, I heard enough!" Shiro shouted, making the kids go silent. He gazed to the damaged mech in the vehicle bay, then to Sora, and sighed. "Sorabon..." He stepped over to him, then puts a hand on his shoulder. "I don't want to do this, but..." He paused, then locked eyes with Sora, having a look of disappointment on his face. "You're grounded."

Sora was silent, staring at his dad as he processed the words he just said. "Wh... What..?" He uttered quietly.

"Sora, heroes hold themselves accountable for their mishaps, but here, you seem to be doing the opposite of that." Shiro removed his arm as Sora took a step back.

"What are you saying..?" Sora questioned.

"This is too serious of a mishap to let it slide. You apparently still have stuff to learn to be a proper hero, so until you humble up and own up to your mistake and apologize, I'm taking your privilege of using Sky-Soarer away."

"What?! No! You can't do that!" Sora felt betrayed that his own dad would do this to him. "I'm a hero! You can't take away the one thing that helps me hero!"

"Being a hero doesn't mean you're exempt from punishment, and you're not responsible enough to keep that privilege right now." He holds his hand out. "Give me your card."

"..." Sora takes out his card, stares at it for some time, then holds it away. "No!"

"Sora, give it." Shiro told him firmly.

"I said no!" Sora snapped.

"Sorabon, if you don't give it to me right now, you're going to be in more trouble." He firmly stated.

"NO! I won't let you take Sky-Soarer away from me!" Sora makes a break for his mech as hot tears rolled down his face.

"Sorabon!" Shiro chases after him. "Aobon, initiate lockdown!"

"Got it!" Aobon presses a button that activates the lockdown sequence, alarms begin to blare.

Sora hops into Sky-Soarer before Shiro catches up to him and takes off, Shiro hops onto Crys-Whiter to catch up to him before he escapes. "Sorabon, stop this this instant!"

"I'm not letting you take Sky-Soarer away! Since nobody appreciates the stuff I do, I don't need anybody, and I don't need you!" He floors it, and manages to escape right before the hatch closes.

Shiro slows down and skids Crys-Whiter to a halt so he doesn't crash into the closed hatch. "Sora, you're in so much trouble when you get home!" He muttered intensely.

The sliding doors open, and in walks Gray holding a bunch of snacks in his arms. "Hello everyone, is there anything I missed?"

Everyone stared at him in disbelief until Polka answered. "A whole lockdown alarm apparently."

~~~~

[In the sky above the wooded area]

"Dang it! How could my own dad betray me like this?! I can't believe him! Well screw him, screw everyone! I don't them! I don't need anyone! I can do everything by myself!" Sora fumed to himself.

Little did he know, he was being watched through one of Dark Desire's dark powers (the power to see the biidaman she feels rage from). "Poor little hero, betrayed by your own family and friends, how upsetting." She makes the image before her dissipate, then chuckles. "Not to worry though, young one, I can grant you what you need to be the hero you desire to be."

~~~~

[In Biida Park]

Sora takes a deep breath, then sighs as he's laying on the grass near the edge of a pond, staring up at the sky that's as blue as him. He tried searching around the city for anyone to help or bad guys to be stopped, but none of that seemed to be happening, not right now anyway, surely someone is gonna need his help soon enough, even a helping a nekoron down from a tree will suffice, anything to relieve this boredom. He almost wished the Devil siblings would start trouble again, just to have something to do. He sure wished he could go back home and get his handheld consoles, but there's no way he's risking getting Sky-Soarer getting taken away. He groaned. "Uggggh, sooooo booooored."

He sat up, and started playing with his reflection on the water, making his reflection warble and distort. "This is so lame. Nobody needs help, and no bad guys needing to get their butt-kicked, nobody needs a hero right now." He sighed once again. "Not even a nekoron needs my help. Being bored is lame."

In the shadows of the nearby trees, he was being spied on by Dark Desire, she chuckled softly as she put on a disguise. "The little one sure seems bored. He could use someone to talk to." She lifts up a picnic basket that contains a slice of seemingly ordinary chocolate cake. "And maybe a little treat." She giggled darkly, then emerged from the shadows and approached to the bored boy.

Sora kept messing around with his reflection until he saw someone else within it. "Huh?" He turned to the guest to find a pretty looking blue-violet lady with raven hair, a nice dress, and holding an average picnic basket. Something felt off about this lady, but he couldn't think of why she was giving him a weird vibe, she looked totally normal. Maybe it's the boredom getting to his head. "Oh, hey."

"Hello little one." She spoke softly. "Are you lost?"

"Nah, not really. I'm just chilling here, by myself, and bored out of my mind." He replied.

"I see. Hold on, aren't you perhaps Sorabon?" She inquired.

"Um, yeah. You know who I am?" Sora questioned as he scratched his head.

"Of course I do! I've heard so many good things about you!" She exclaimed.

Hearing that did cheer Sora up a bit. He puts his hands on his hips and speaks proudly. "Heh, I don't see how you wouldn't have heard about me. I am a great hero after all." He then frowned, folded his arms, glanced aside, and grumbles. "My dad and friends don't think so though..."

"They don't? Why not?" She asks.

Sora began ranting and gesturing wildly. "Because I "apparently" blew up Porukabon! It wasn't even my fault! He got in the way of my charged shot, now my dad wants to take my heroing privileges away by taking away my main heroing tool, Sky-Soarer even though I stopped the bad guys! It's so lame!"

"Oh my, they don't sound like they're appreciative of you efforts." She stated.

"I know!" Sora shouted before folding his arms and grumbled.

"Hmm." She pretends to be in thought. "If they don't appreciate what you do for them, maybe you should start doing hero stuff on your own."

"That's what I'm planning." He gazed back to his reflection in the water. "But there's literally no trouble going on in the city right now."

She puts a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure someone is going to need a hand soon enough." She spoke reassuringly.

A stomach growling can be heard, making Sora blush alittle and pat his stomach. "Ah ha, sorry, I haven't had lunch yet."

She opens her picnic basket, then takes out the slice of cake to offer it to Sora. "I have some leftover chocolate cake from earlier, do you want it?"

Sora perks upon seeing the cake. "Do I want it?! Of course I do!" He eagerly takes the cake and scarfs the whole thing down. "Mmmm!" He cleans off the frosting and crumbs stuck to his fingers. "That was really good! Thank you!"

"Glad you like it, Sorabon." She says while smiling.

It wasn't long after eating the cake that Sora began feeling strange. "Why am I feeling weird?" He held his sides as his stomach started to hurt. "I'm not feeling so good..." He groaned as his head started to hurt too, and winces as he kneels into a fetal position. "What was in that cake?! It must've been expired or something!"

Dark Desire grinned as her plan worked, and it went so smoothly. She knew Sora was too much of a goody-two-shoes to try and corrupt him on her own, but knew what to say to get him riled up, the cake slice imbued with one of her Hearts of Darkness just provided the assurance of corrupting him easily.

Sora can feel his mind getting clouded, and his anger growing, he had no idea what was happening to him, but he was powerless to stop it. Soon enough, the pain died down, and he went silent.

"My dear Sorabon, may you look at me please?" She asked in a sickly sweet voice.

Without objection, Sora removes his hands from his sides to lift himself up and meet her gaze, his eyes are a dark purple and lacked shine, and his biidama had changed to purple as well. He stared at her with an angry blank stare. "Good boy. Now, you said you desire to be a hero, yes?"

He nods. "Yes ma'am..." He answered monotonously.

"And you want to do it solo, yes?" She inquired.

Sora nods once more. "Yes ma'am..."

"I can help you achieve your desire," She rests a hand under his chin. "but you have to listen to what I say, understand?"

He nods one more time. "Yes ma'am..."

She chuckles. "Good."

~~~~

[Meanwhile...]

Tiiru, Tosukana, and Polka and their mechs (Polka in the Biida-Dolphin) had met up outside the lab. Each of them had split up in search of Sora after the base's lockdown lifted, while Shiro stayed behind to… let off steam.

"Any sign of him?" Tosukana asks the two.

"Nope, even checked the outskirts, didn't find 'im." Polka answered.

"I checked at his favorite restaurant, Factory of Cake, and I didn't even find him there." Tiiru filled in, then lifted up a plate with a green slice of cake on it. "I did find this tasty Matcha Cheesecake though!" They use a spoon to scoop some up and put it in their mouth. "Mmm! So good!"

Polka facepalms, then, in true anime fashion, he's comically leaning through the Biida-Dolphin's window practically phasing through it, flailing his arms and yelling at Tiiru. "Tiirubon, we were supposed to be looking for Sorabon, not munching on delectables!"

Tiiru shrunk in their seat as he shouted at them. "Aaah! Sorry! I got hungry!"

He stops flailing to hold a hand under his chin. "I do have a question though. Do they sell Lemon Cheesecake there?"

Tiiru blinks. "Um, yes..?"

Polka pulls out a notepad and writes something down. "Oooh, remind me to go there later."

"Focus you two!" Tosukana shouted, his head has gotten comically large, startling the both of them.

"GAH!" They both yelp.

"We searched all around the city, and none of us found a trace of him!" Tosukana expression softens. "This is not usual of him to simply vanish."

"Ya don't think he left the city?" Polka questioned, back within the Biida-Dolphin.

"Biida City is Sorabon's home, he wouldn't just leave the city where he's comfortable." Tiiru states.

"Tiirubon's right." Tosukana confirmed. "Sorabon wouldn't leave Biida City behind without a reason, and he did say he swears he will protect the city once he became an official Jr. Cop."

"Yeah, I guess that's true, but even still," Polka raises a clenched fist. "he better not've left the city, I still have a bone to pick with him!"

The three's telecommunication devices go off. "Shirobon-san's calling us." Tosukana told aloud.

"We can read, Captain Obvious." Polka said sarcastically before Shiro showed up on the three's telecom screens.

"Have you three found him yet?" Shiro asked in a firm voice.

"Depends if you are done fuming." Polka quipped, rather annoyed.

"No sir, no luck. We checked everywhere, even at his favorite places, but didn't find him. He didn't even show up on our radars." Tosukana told him.

Shiro expression softens. "You couldn't find him..?" He gazes downward. "But how..? He never strays too far from the city..." The base's alarms start going off. "What the- the city's being attacked?! This isn't the time for this!" He groans. "Kids, one of the Neo Musketeers is attacking downtown, you need to stop them!"

Polka groans. "Again?!"

"But what about Sorabon?!" Tosukana questioned.

After a brief pause, a thought comes to Shiro. "Don't worry about him, knowing him, I strongly believe he's going to be there to try and stop them! If he does show up, try to convince him to come home once everything's taken care of!"

Tosukana nodded. "Roger that, sir!"

"Who's Roger?" Tiiru questioned.

"It means got it, understood, etc., not a person, Ti. Didn't ya hear your dad say it before?" Polka affirmed.

"Ohhhhh. Now that I think about it, yes I did." Tiiru responded.

"Guys, we need to go!" Tosukana ordered.

"Oh! Right!" Polka and Tiiru say in unison.

"Good luck you three!" Shiro then disappears from the telecom screen, and the three take off to the city. Shiro sighs. "And please bring Sora home..."

~~~~

[Downtown Biida City]

Tyrantula indiscriminately fires off shots every which way, damaging nearby buildings and watches the people running away in fear. "Hahahaaa!" Lucifer cackled. "That's right! Run! Run like the scared little bugs you are!"

"Stop right there, Loserfer!" Hearing the voice, Lucifer turned in time to see the transformed Sky-Soarer land nearby, then pointed at him. "I won't let you keep causing harm to these innocent people!"

"If it isn't the little hero." Lucifer mocked. "Where are you little comrades, hmm?"

"I'm taking you on solo! I don't need anyone's help to defeat you again!" Sora proclaimed.

"Really?" Lucifer scoffs. "Tsk, I'd like to see you try, Pipsqueak!"

Sora charges up his shot, then immediately fires it. "DOUBLE WIND SHOOT!" Two strong gusts of wind shoot from the Biida Cannons.

Lucifer had not expected his charged shots to take so little time. He has no time to even try getting away as he is swiftly swept up by the gusts of wind and gets blown up into the sky. "NOT AGAAAAAIN!" He screamed until he disappeared.

The citizens cheered over Sora's victory. By the time Tosukana, Tiiru, and Polka arrived at the scene (Tosukana and Tiiru having transformed in advance to prepare for the battle), the threat was already dealt with.

"The problem's already taken care of?" Tiiru asked, bewildered.

"Meh, whatever, at least we found Sorabon." Polka states before calling out to him once the group was close enough. "Hey, Sorabon!"

The moment he heard his voice, Sky-Soarer turned his head, gave the three a glare, then flew off, surprising the three. "What the- Hey! Get back here!" Polka yelled as the trio took off after him.

"Sorabon, Sorabon! Please slow down, Sorabon!" Tosukana called out as the group caught up to him, surrounding him in a triangle formation.

Sora growled as he glanced at them one at a time. "Stop following me!"

"We just want to talk!" Tiiru spoke up.

"We don't need to talk, and I don't need you guys!" Sora snarled, then zoomed away very quickly, the speed of his boost caused the trio to spin out uncontrollably. They all screamed as they spun like frisbees until they crashed to the ground.

They all groan. After a bit, the driver's side door of the Biida-Dolphin opens, and Polka helps himself out with a crutch, coughing as the air bag that deployed upon crashing knocked the wind out of him. "That *cough* air bag knocked the air out of me. *cough* At least I didn't get hurt anymore than I already am." He stares up at the sky to see Sky-Soarer zooming away overhead. "Grr, that little PUNK!" He stomps his foot with his good leg. "When I get ahold of him, I'm going to give him a piece of my GODDAMN MIND!"

Tuscan-Dragon sits up and rubs head. "Polka, language please."

Polka grumbled and looked aside. "Sorry."

Tosukana sighs. "At this rate, we can't catch up to him."

"What do you suppose we do now?" Polka asked.

"I guess we just head back to base and figure out our next course of action." Tosukana suggested.

Polka shrugs. "I don't see any other option at this point." He turns to Tiiru. "What do you think, Ti-" He stops when he sees Tenacious-Tealer stuck half-way into the ground, kicking their legs around fruitlessly to free themself as Tiiru's muffled shouting is heard from underground. Sweat drops appear on the duo's heads.

Tuscan-Dragon stands up and goes to help pull them out. "I'll get them out."

~~~~

[Back at the base]

"So you found him, but he got away..." Shiro summed up after getting told what happened.

"Unfortunately. We told him we just wanted to talk, but he didn't want to listen." Tosukana said solemnly

"AND he then he made us spin out and crash after telling us he doesn't need us! The little jerk!" Polka added.

"He did that, huh..?" Shiro sighs. "I'm sorry kids, this is my fault. I shouldn't have grounded him."

"It's not your fault, Shirobon-san." Tosukana reassured.

"Yeah, Sora's just actin' like a privileged rich brat." Polka turned to Tiiru. "No offense, Tiirubon."

"None taken..." They say while giving him the side-eye.

"Anyway, you were doing the right thing as a parent, Sorabon was being full of himself, he needed to be knocked down a peg." Tosukana reassured once more. "If I acted like that, my mom would've done the same thing."

"Oh I know she would've." Shiro muttered to himself while looking aside, knowing exactly how Akabon is. He shifted his gaze back to the three. "The next time there's an attack, I'm coming along with you three. Sorabon really needs a talking to."

"Oh man you have no idea." Polka whispered to himself.

The alarms start going off. "Well speak of the devil!" Shiro rushes to the monitor and turns it on.

"Another attack already?!" Tiiru shouts.

"Yes! The Menacing-Moth is attacking near the coastal area of the city!" Shiro turns to the three. "Sorabon's likely going to come try and stop them! Let's go!"

"Yes sir!" The kids shout in unison.

~~~~

[Near the City's Coast]

Shiro and the others rush to the scene, all (except Polka) are transformed for battle, but like before, by the time they arrive, everything was taken care of.

"Huh?" Shiro utters as he and the rest of the group slow to a halt near a crowd.

Tiiru blinks. "Again? Already?"

"He works fast, I'll give him that," Polka admitted. "but he's still a jerk."

"Look over there." Tuscan-Dragon pointed to the middle of the crowd to a short biidaman wearing a cool looking jacket and sunglasses getting interviewed by Newsbon, and squints for a better look. "Is that..."

"Sorabon??" Shiro utters in disbelief.

"That's Sorabon?" Polka questioned.

"What is he wearing?!" Tiiru comments. "That jacket with those sunglasses? He thinks they make him look cool, but they look so tacky!"

Polka spoke in a "seriously?" tone. "Ti, commenting on what he's wearing shouldn't be your main concern right now..."

Shiro transforms back to normal and gets off his mech. "Regardless, we need to talk to him, come on." Shiro starts walking through the crowd, the remaining three land nearby, Tiiru and Tosukana transform back as well, help Polka out of the Biida-Dolphin, then follow suit.

----

"Another swift victory from our hero, Sorabon!" Newsbon announced to the camera. "He managed stop not one, but two of those Devilish troublemakers with quick ease!"

Sora stood proudly. "Heh, it was no problem. All in a hero's days work."

He holds the mic out for Sora. "Say Sorabon, would you mind telling us your secret to a speedy victory?"

"It would be my pleasure, Newsbon." Sora takes the mic from his hand, right as Shiro and the others make it through the crowd, and now they can see him more clearly. "A hero like me normally wouldn't tell their secrets, but I will say this: I realized I was being held back, and after leaving those that were a lame burden on my shoulders, I've gotten so much stronger! It was like night and day! I should have flown solo a long time ago!"

The four got understandably upset when they heard him say that. Tiiru, Tosukana, and Polka spoke one after another, going up in volume after the other. "Did he just call us-" "-a lame burden-" "-on HIS shoulders?!" Polka clenched his fists and growled. "Why that little..."

"Alright, that is enough!" Shiro announced and approaches Sora, the rest of the group following suit.

When Sora heard his voice, he turned and gave him a glare, then turned to Newsbon. "Sorry Newsy, but I'm gonna have to cut this interview short." He then turned to the camera. "Stop rolling." He tries walking away after handing the mic back to Newsbon.

"Oh no you don't!" Shiro grabs him by the wrist. "You're not going anywhere this time!"

"Hey!" He tries to free himself from his grip. "Let go of me!"

"No, we're going home this instant!" He starts dragging Sora to the Biida-Dolphin as he resists. "Once we get back, you are in so much trouble, young man!"

"No! I'm not. Going. BACK!" He manages to yank himself free from Shiro's grip, but he did so so hard, his sunglasses flew off his face. Immediately, he went to go pick them up, and found one of the lens had cracked. Sora turned to his father, giving him the most hateful glare he could make, and spoke darkly. "Look what you've DONE!"

His son giving him that glare took Shiro aback, never has he seen Sora glare at him with such venom in his eyes, same with his voice. He couldn't think of what to say back.

"You RUINED THEM!" Sora bellowed.

"They looked tacky anyway." Chimed Tiiru.

"Ti, shut up!" Polka whispered harshly.

"Sorabon, what's gotten into you?!" Shiro finally snapped back. "I understand you're upset over getting grounded, but this behavior is not acceptable!"

"So what?! I don't need your approval!" He retorted. "And this is not just about getting grounded, this is about you threatening to take away my only tool that can allow me to be a hero and stop bad guys!"

"There's more to being a hero than just stopping bad guys, Sora! Heroes also work together with their allies and make sure they don't get hit by friendly fire, and they hold themselves accountable if they attack an ally by accident! I wasn't going to take Sky-Soarer away for no reason, I was taking it away due to you not doing what I just explained! Since you refuse to take responsibility, you're not going to get it back until you realize what you did was not acceptable!" Lectured Shiro.

The more his dad went on and on, the more and more furious Sora got. He shouldn't have to take responsibility for something Polka did! It's his own freaking fault he got in his way! When he said Sora wasn't going to be getting Sky-Soarer back until he realized he was in the wrong, he heard enough, and screamed. "SHUT. UUUUUP!!!"

Everyone is stunned into silence until Sora continued. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU TELLING ME I'M IN THE WRONG! I ALREADY TOLD YOU, I DON'T NEED YOU!" He looks Shiro right in the eyes as he said this last thing. "I HATE YOU! YOU LOT DO ME A FAVOR, AND STAY OUT OF MY WAY!" With that Sora storms off, leaving Shiro standing there, quiet.

"H-Hey! Sorabon!" Tosukana called after him.

"Get your freaking butt back here you little b-!" Polka gets stopped by Shiro.

"Let him go..." He told softly.

"What? But Shirobon-san, he's getting away!" Polka tried to argue, but Shiro didn't look at him, instead, he turned around, and started heading back to Crys-Whiter with his head lowered. "Shirobon-san..?"

He stopped to glance at the three. "We're heading back to the base. There isn't much more we can do now..." He continued on his way.

Polka, Tosukana, and Tiiru watch him sulk away, then they all look at eachother, sharing the same concerned look, and follow him after a moment of silence. The crowd of people that watched the scene unfold all dispersed, and went about their day to move on from the awkwardness.

~~~~

#I had to split this into 3 parts because it's so long. This is the longest story I've written so far.#Fox's Characters #Fox's Writings #Bomberman #Bakugaiden #Shirobon #Aobon #Graybon Hakase #Bakugaiden Next Gen.#Sorabon #Porukabon (Polka)#Tosukana Akabon (Tucker)#Tiirubon #Neo Musketeers #Lucifer #Dandylion #Dark Desire

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Previous » Next Series Masterlist ▎ 18+ ▎ pairing: Taehyung x Jungkook ▎ genre: School AU, crack humor, smut, angst, ETL, slow burn, fluff. ▎ word count: 5k ▎ ch.warnings: cursing, second hand embarassment because it’s so damn cheesy & fluffy, discussions of sexuality, violence(Tae’s abusive father).

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Namjoon was standing idly, leaned against the wall in the midst of people with a drink in his hand, eyes immediately widening when he spots the two boys approaching him.

Jungkook already felt embarrassed, the entire situation hadn’t quite hit him until now that their captain had caught them completely naked.

Along with Namjoon knowing, maybe he might’ve told Jin..

Also Jimin— Hoseok, too.

And Yoongi eavesdropped.

So far, everyone was aware of the pair’s earlier whereabouts..

Mark’s guest room.

“Hey, guys! Uhm, how are you?” Yoongi said chirpier than usual, and Taehyung already knew they were fucked. The mint haired boy barely smiled, at least not to the extent where his gums could be seen.

Tae’s body gravitated to Jungkook’s side, his stance still unsteady whilst his narrowed eyes suspiciously raked over the familiar faces of his hyungs.

Fuck, why did this have to happen to him?

Could he even talk to them again? Even less be in the same room?

“What.” Taehyung broke the silence with a straight-face, crossing his arms over his chest.

Namjoon wearily glanced at their surroundings, “Well.. we were going to leave the party and eat out at some fast food place. If you’re not too tired— Which, why would you be? Shit..”

He rubbed at his nape before continuing, “What I’m trying to say is.. want to come along? We want you both there..”

The Captain mumbled, as if saying that no matter the trauma his eyes went through, Kook and Tae were still loved.

Maybe Jungkook already knew that, but something told Namjoon that Tae wasn’t as comfortable.

Taehyung seemed to think about it for a long moment, gaze worried. He’d just told Jungkook how he felt, plus now all of their friends knew they were having sex..

He still needed to figure out where to go from here, in terms of Kook and him..

Hell, he didn’t even know what he wanted. Tae liked Jungkook just.. in secrecy.

“I dunno.” Taehyung shrugged, “Kook, do you wanna go?”

Now they really seemed like a couple; he asked the younger what he thought, as if he wasn’t interested in going if Jungkook wasn’t going to be there. As if they came in a pair..

He really wanted to bang his head against the nearest wall, badly.

Jungkook seemed a bit less troubled by the fact that all of his hyungs seemed aware of what was going on between the two boys. He was open about his own sexuality after all.

However, that doesn't mean he wasn't flustered everytime Namjoon made eye contact with him.

Kook stood close to the elder, serving as a physical support in case his sore body decided not to obey his movements.

His head quickly jerked in Tae’s direction of the sound of his nickname, considering his question before responding,

"I'm starved, I could go for some food."

He wasn't lying, he had barely eaten before the party and now all his energy was spent fucking-- he needed food.

He just wasn't sure if he wanted to spend some more time alone with taehyung...was his body even okay? He went really hard on him..

In the end, Jungkook decides, a weird feeling filling his senses when it seems like Taehyung would want to do whatever he chooses. He nods at his hyungs, Namjoon mimicking the nod,

"Cool, yeah you need to eat especially after-- ah let's just go!" Namjoon stuttered out, internally cursing his big mouth.

As Taehyung limped behind the rest of the boys, making sure to stay close to Jungkook, Mila approached him.

“Taehyung!” Her icy eyes glared into his chocolate-colored ones, coming over with the intention of interrogating the shit out of him, but that was put on the back burner soon enough.

“What.. what happened to you?”

She questioned, seeing that Tae looked weaker than usual, legs wobbly as he walked.

“Did— Did he beat you up?” Mila pointed over at Jungkook, remembering Namjoon’s words from a few minutes ago. She guessed they must’ve had a feud, which ended in a physical fight.

“Taehyung, baby..” The woman cupped the boy’s sullen face, brushing his fringe away from his eyes to look at him more clearly.

“Mila—“ He tried to speak but she wouldn’t let him, shushing him gently.

Was she that desperate?

“Taehyung, Jungkook!” Jin whistled at them, trying to give them an excuse to get the hell out of there. “I’m starving, you know I get moody when I’m hungry!”

“I gotta go..” Taehyung shrugged, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his pants.

Mila stared at him dumbfounded, watching as Tae left her behind with a blurry vision.

It didn’t make any sense..

“Fuck, that was close.” Taehyung mumbled to the younger as they made their way to his car, bidding goodbye to the rest of the boys for now.

Shit. He regretted parking a few streets down..

In the midst of their calming walk, Taehyung snuck a few glances at Jungkook, trying to be subtle despite him never being good at that..

“I had fun.” The elder shrugged his shoulders, not trying to sound cheesy or anything of that sort.

“..Did you?”

As he was mildly annoyed yet amused by the entire Mila scene, he was relieved that they finally made it out of the suffocating building to head back towards the car. He kept his pace a little slower than usual, meaning sure he kept his form next to Taehyung.

Speaking of Taehyung, who suddenly seems full of surprises today. Since when would he ask Jungkook what he thought? Twice.

And not to forget the fact that Taehyung, for the first time, had mentioned that he's got feelings for the younger male.

Jungkook gazed over at Tae, a small smile on his lips forming due to the sweetness of that question. It was silly-- but he enjoyed that if he felt like his opinion mattered. And, after the confession, some of the elders actions automatically seemed to be of different meaning than when he didn't know.

"One of the best nights of my life."

Kook felt a little brave, blaming it on the alcohol, letting his hand chase for the elders to delicately grab it in his. It was dark out, barely anybody around... why not hold his hand? He craved it, almost as much as craving his body. It was much deeper than that.

The elder shook his head, stifling a chuckle of his own.

“That’s a little bit of a stretch, don’t you think?”

Nevertheless, Taehyung secretly agreed with Jungkook. Aside from the random boy puking buckets in the restroom, it was a pretty awesome night. Scratch that, the best night.

Expecting the surprisingly comfortable silence to linger for a little longer, Tae yelped when he felt something brush against his hand, only to relax when seeing that the ‘something’ was attached to Jungkook’s body.

The elder looked at their surroundings, making sure that no one was close. He was glad that it was dark out; Taehyung’s face was a hue of red.

But then again, if Jungkook caught him, he’d just blame it on the cold.

“Come on, let’s hurry..” Tae bit down on his lip, squeezing onto the younger’s hand before pulling him along to his car.

They’d settled for McDonald’s, where they met Namjoon and the rest of the boys at one of the enclosed booths in the corner.

It seemed big enough for all of them, and even if it wasn’t, they were going to have to make it work.

Taehyung slid into the middle, holding back a groan when he’d been so careless to his butt’s feelings. And it was feeling pretty fuckin’ hurt.

“That lady keeps glaring at us..” Hoseok pouted, eyeing the older woman behind the counter who looked like she would rather be in hell.

“Of course she is, Hoseok. We literally came in thirty minutes before they closed.” Jimin sighed, taking a seat.

“Well, we better make those thirty minutes count, huh?” Namjoon smiled, glancing over at Jungkook and Taehyung. “It gives us enough time to talk..”

God, the elder was /horrible/ at being subtle, even worse than Taehyung.

Jungkook loudly slipped through the straw of his soda, preferably he’d just not have this conversation at all. He feels like he's had so many revealing moments in the past few weeks that he swears at this point confrontations were just a part of his daily life.

He glances at Taehyung, knowing that even if they know-- even if /he/ knows how tae feels, he is absolutely useless at communicating himself. So, in a sense, he needed this 'group meeting'.. whether he wanted it or not.

"Was it good?" Yoongi blurts out noncommittally, however a small spark of interest lingered in his eyes when he looked at the boys. It didn't last long though, both Jimin & Jin kicking at his leg below the table.

Kook leaned forward a little bit, his doe eyes moving across the table until they land on namjoon. Of course he looked like he was about to explode from word vomit.

"Just ask, hyung, you look like you're about to burst."

Drawing small chuckles from the group, Namjoon takes a quiet deep breath before he throws out his first question. It might be terribly inappropriate, but not knowing for certain was gnawing at his senses.

Of course, before he managed to open his mouth, Yoongi's voice once more asked out loud what everyone was initially thinking, no beating around the bush,

"So, you're both gay?" All eyes flickered between the two boys, slightly more focused on Taehyung. They already know kook is gay-- but Kim Taehyung?!

Taehyung nearly choked on his chicken nuggets.

“No.” He was quick to shoot everyone’s suspicions down, “I mean.. I’m not gay.”

A few seconds later, and the elder didn’t seem so sure.

“Fuck, I-I don’t know.”

Taehyung stuffed his face with some more food, too embarrassed to meet anyone’s eye. He didn’t know who he was, all he knew was that he kinda, sorta really liked Jeon Jungkook.

Maybe he was Kook-sexual. Surprisingly, that made the most sense to him..

“Well, you know. You can be bi, pansexual..” Jin encouraged, stealing one of Tae’s nuggets.

“I don’t know, alright?” Taehyung playfully slapped his hyung’s hand away, guarding his food.

Can these thirty minutes go by even slower?

The elder felt like he was in the middle of an interrogation, and in some way, he was.

Why was his sexuality that big of a deal? It’s not like Tae’s one to flaunt it wherever he went.

The boy just wanted to eat his chicken nuggets in peace.

Jungkook quietly listened in on the conversation, chewing his double burger with a content hum, until, finally, it was his turn to have the attention turned to him,

''Kook,'' Jimin was curious, ''What happened to Ash? I thought you two were a thing--'' He got interrupted by Namjoon, ''Yeah, I thought so too?''

Now everyone stared at the youngest, his eyes widening as he could literally feel his body freeze at the mention of his name. The memories were still fresh, the fear ingrained in his chest in the form of anxiety. He takes a deep breath,

''Not a thing. He's a psycho.''

Jungkook was straight to the point, cold and it was obvious he didn't want to speak further on the topic, the message duly noted by the group. Namjoon cleared his throat after a few seconds of worry, they surely didn't know what had happened. Only the two boys knew.

''Well... What about you two?'' His eyes flickered between Tae & Kook

“What about us?” Taehyung relaxed after having brushed off Ash’s name, his shoulders no longer tense, and his face no longer morphed into a scowl.

“He meant if you guys are together.” Yoongi nonchalantly clarified, “Since, you know, you were fucking.”

Everyone went silent. Partly because of shock, and the other from anticipation.

“Uh..” Taehyung glanced at Jungkook, not knowing the answer to that question himself.

“It’s none of your business, hyungs.” He sipped on his strawberry milkshake, mind still clouded with confusion.

Were they together..?

No, Kook didn’t say anything.

But he did confess..

Jungkook was probably over him.

“Well, let’s start off here.. When you think of Jungkook, what comes to mind?”

Jimin suddenly turned into the love expert, crossing his legs before leaning further on the table.

Taehyung raised a brow, amused by Jimin’s facade. He hesitated whether or not to answer, but Tae guessed there was no harm in doing so..

“Fine.” He sighed, feeling defeated. Tae’s back sank back into the booth, gaze glued to his thighs to make everything a little more bearable.

“When I think of Jungkook.. I think of asshole.” A smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

“An asshole that I’d purposely picked on since third grade.. because I wanted to talk to him. I didn’t know how else to get his attention.”

He fidgeted with his fingers. “I really liked his eyes. Still do. I think that’s the first thing that drew me towards him, physically. But.. the more I talked to him— or picked on him, I learned that he was witty.. and still, such an asshole.” Taehyung chuckled, taking a small pause. “I like assholes, though—“

“Figuratively and literally, huh?” Hoseok wiggled his brows.

“Hyung, please shut up.” Tae glared at him, shaking his head before continuing. “Anyways. I guess Jungkook can be kind. He’s dorky. He’s pretty..”

When he felt himself begin to blush, that’s when Taehyung stopped. Truth is he had a lot more to say, but it’d probably take the whole night.

Tae continued to drink his milkshake, looking at the table instead of at his smiling hyungs.

“Okay..” Jimin tried hard not to giggle. “What about you, Jungkookie? What do you think of Tae?”

Jungkook was already a flustered mess at the way Taehyung had suddenly opened up and verbalize his feelings in a manner that the younger has never heard. ever. Even if it included the word asshole at least four times.

Nobody has ever said such things about him, and for that person to be Kim Taehyung.... Was this real life? Jungkook had to squeeze his thigh to make sure it was.

''What about you, Jungkookie? What do you think of Tae?'' Jimin suddenly caught the youngest's attention with his singsong voice.

''I hated him, and lo-... liked him at the same time,'' Jungkook pauses, his hands holding on to his own thighs to keep himself grounded. He really was such a mess of emotions, even though he rarely wanted to speak out about them,

''He's blunt... honest, and even if he was an asshole to me this entire time, he never pitied me...'' It was an important fact, that he wasnt treated like a fragile butterfly by everyone simply because of everything hes been through. And the fact that Tae wasnt aware of his struggles, was only a good thing.

''Just... I feel safe with him.'' Jungkook nods to confirm his own words, a soft smile pulling on his lips at the memory of Taehyung literally running, dropping everything to come get him when he needed it.

''And... I let him pick on me all this time, because I enjoyed it..'' Kook made a face, it probably sounded weird to say, ''I didn't think he'd give me any other kind of attention, and since I liked him, it was good enough.''

Another pause, the boys' mouths hanging open as they are completely focused on what the youngest was saying, Hoseok clutching his chest at the moment,

''He just makes me feel safe, and that he cares.. in his own way...And he's always been really easy on the eyes.''

If he was still munching on his greasy nuggets, Taehyung was sure that he would’ve actually choked on them.

At the moment, he settled for biting on his straw. Anything to not unglue his eyes from the table. He felt the tip of his ears turn red, as well as the apples of his cheeks.

Why did this have to uncover with their hyungs present..? But then again, Tae thanked the lords that Jimin opened up his mouth.

If it wasn’t for the smaller boy, he would’ve never been able to fawn over Jungkook’s words. Even if he didn’t show it.

“It’s getting kinda late..” Taehyung looked at his invisible watch, glancing up at Kook for the second time.

Tae was still shy, but he didn’t like to admit it.

“You ready to go?” The elder tried to not let his voice waver, still sipping on his milkshake as a distraction.

Jungkook quickly nodded, his cheeks feeling just as hot from this entire situation of exposure,

''Yeah.''

He wobbled up on his legs, bowing to his hyungs as he waited for Taehyung to follow suit, ''Uh, see you guys tomorrow.'' Kook murmured, his eyes not failing to notice the group of boys wearing various versions of a smile on their lips, others more surprised still by this entire thing.

As Taehyung got up with him, they walked side by side to exit the McDonalds, heading towards the car. As soon as Kook was able to sit down inside of the vehicle, isolated from the outside world together with Tae, he let out a deep, relieved sigh, that contained all of his anxiety that he'd held in the entire dinner. All of this information is still a lot to process, yet not that hard to digest.

Taehyung did like him.

He glanced over at the elder as he sat down carefully, kook internally blaming himself for the soreness in tae's body.

''I don't think I've ever seen you so flustered.''

“Shut up..” The elder timidly grinned, “Kim Taehyung doesn’t get flustered.”

He carefully sat his treasured strawberry shake in the cup holder, moving around in his seat until he found a position that his butt was happy with.

Tae’s body was still so sore..

“So I’m easy on the eyes, hm?” The boy decided it was his turn to tease Kook, resting his head back against the headrest whilst he stared out of the window.

He didn’t feel like driving right now; the sky looked too beautiful to ignore.

All of the stars had seemed to come out from their hiding spots and shine down on them.

Namjoon and the rest of the group had already left, which left the pair alone in the McDonald’s parking lot.

Jungkook breathed out a chuckle through his nose, leaning towards the window to enjoy the view. The stars surely were bright tonight, and it was beautiful.

Something about seeing all those stars made Jungkook feel so small, and it calmed him down.

''Yeah, you are.'' He murmured, his big doe eyes in awe at the bright night sky, the glimmer in the distanced orbs of fire reflecting into his dark eyes,

He could feel words stuck on his tongue, he wanted to ask... Indulging in the small silence for another moment, he decides to just... say it,

''I really... really like you.''

Instead of looking at the stars in the sky, Taehyung stared at the star next to him, his twinkling eyes slightly enlarging from Kook’s abrupt confession.

“Jungkook..” The elder gulped, overthrown by different emotions all at once.

Happiness, scared, fear, embarrassment...pride. It was overwhelming, but just enough for Taehyung to still endure it.

“I really.. really, really fucking like you too.” He admitted for the second time that night, feeling a clench in his chest.

Leaning over from his seat, Tae rested a hand on Jungkook’s thigh to balance himself before kissing the faint scar on the boy’s cheek, pulling away to gaze into his eyes.

Fuck, this was so cheesy. But maybe cheesy wasn’t all that bad..

Jungkook turned to face Taehyung the second after he felt the soft warmth of his lips against his cheek, his big doe eyes staring into the eyes of the very man that's been the culprit of stealing his heart.

A wave of every single emotion he was capable of feeling swirled in his chest, washed away from the small, simple touch of Taehyung's lips on his cheek-- leaving nothing but affection left to stay.

''Do you...'' he pauses, his hand settling on top of Taehyung's hand settled on his thigh, nervously smoothing his thumb over the elders knuckles, his eyes flickering between Tae's,

''Want to date me? Like... be my..'' He couldn't finish his sentence, it felt like his heart was about to burst through his ribcage. He's never felt so nervous about asking someone out before. Honestly, he's never asked somebody out before. How the fuck to people do this frequently?

“Be your..?” For the first time in a while, Taehyung giggled from the butterflies roaming freely in his stomach.

Who would’ve thought that Jeon Jungkook would be asking him out in the McDonald’s parking lot?

Tae wouldn’t have it any other way. The setting was perfect, even if Jungkook hadn’t gone all out. After all, everything was so sudden.

The elder preferred this much more, just the two of them..

“Your boyfriend? Your friend? Your fuck buddy?”

At this moment, Taehyung indulged himself in the present. Their problematic past didn’t matter, and he was sure that their future would be fine.

Even though the whole dating scheme was new to him, Tae was willing to give it his all.

The latter still couldn’t believe it.. How did a rough, lust-filled night turn into something so sweet?

Taehyung would never forget this moment; he wouldn’t allow it.

Jungkook couldn't help but let out a snort at Taehyung's words, scrunching his nose as a toothy grin adorned his lips,

''All of the above. Do you want to be my boyfriend?'' He finally had the courage to say it, finally, officially ask him the big question. To clarify whatever this was once and for all.

With a restrained nod of his head, Taehyung broke the unwanted distance between their lips.

He kissed Jungkook sweetly, only focusing on how soft he felt against his mouth.

The other hand that wasn’t placed on the boy’s thigh was cupping his face, drawing Kook deeper into the kiss.

When Taehyung finally pulled away, a string of saliva still connected the two of them together, that’s when Tae voiced out his answer.

“Yeah, I do. ‘M not too sure about the fuck buddy part though..” The elder hummed playfully, stealing another peck before situating himself back on his seat.

McDonald’s suddenly had a /whole/ different meaning..

He was indeed ‘Lovin’ It.’

“Okay, we should go now.” As if he was still in a trance, Taehyung started his car.

The boy took one last look at the stars, and then at Jungkook, wanting to engrave this corny moment in his head.

When he felt like he’d saved the mental image, Tae happily drove off towards Kook’s apartment.

Jungkook nods, unable to wipe the dumb smile off his face, feeling like a giddy child on christmas.

During the somewhat silent drive, all he heard was the rumbling of the car engine, and Kook took every chance he got to glance over at Taehyung in between watching the streetlights flash by.

He felt good, free.. Happy...For the first time in who knows how long.

Jungkook had a boyfriend.

A real boyfriend.

He almost vibrated in his seat at the thought.

“Okay, get out of my car, Kook.” Taehyung joked once he’d parked in front of Jungkook’s apartment, part of him not wanting to say goodbye quite yet.

But, he should. His father was probably home, ‘worrying’ to death about his son’s whereabouts this late into the night.

Yeah, that was funny.

No, Tae just needed to get home to save himself from a beating. It was weird, really..

His father gave zero shits about him, yet he still demanded he was home by a specific time.

Taehyung just hoped that he was passed out drunk. He wanted to sneak up to his room and replay the day’s events all over again.

“Hey..” He hesitantly wrapped his fingers around Jungkook’s wrist, tugging at his arm.

With a quick look at their surroundings, making sure that no one else was around, Taehyung finally looked back at the younger once again.

“Are you really going to leave me without a kiss?”

Tae was serious, he wanted a good night’s smooch from, well.. his boyfriend.

It still felt weird to say that, or even think it..

But, something told him he’d get used to it pretty quick.

Jungkook raised his eyebrows when Taehyung said those words. It really was so new to head and see him act this way... but kook liked it. His heart felt so light when he leaned back in to place a soft kiss on Taehyung's lips, letting it linger for a little longer. He wishes he could just bring the elder in with him, but... his parents must worry about him.

Now that kook thinks about it, he doesn’t really know much about Taehyung's personal life— except for, well, being a part of it himself now.

Either way, the night had to come to an end.

“Goodnight, Taehyungie..” Jungkook brushed Tae’s fringe away from his eyes before placing one last, chaste kiss on his lips.

“I’ll see you tomorrow~”

Kook opened the door, stepping out of the car and walking up to his front door, all while glancing back at his boyfriend over his shoulder before shooting a wide smile, followed with a small wave.

He really could get used to this.

One last look at the car, and kook decided it was time to head inside, it was way too cold to stand and say goodbye for too long, he just wanted to go sleep, so that he’d be able to see taehyung tomorrow again.

After waving back at Jungkook, Tae drove off to his house with a smile temporarily sketched on his face, still feeling the soft touch of Kook’s lips on his. Still replaying the boy’s nervous confession in his head.

He was so happy..

The happiest he’s been in months, really.

And all because of the male he’d once despised, or pretended to.

Could the night get any better? Taehyung doubted it, Jungkook wasn’t by his side.

“Ah shit,” He disappointedly sighed to himself, scolding his cheesy thoughts.

“Is this what a relationship does to you..”

Grabbing the half-empty milkshake, Tae brought the chewed-up straw up to his lips before carefully opening the front door.

He peeked his head inside, quietly stepping in when he realized that his father was passed out on the couch, some show playing on the TV.

After taking off his shoes, Taehyung was about to tiptoe his way up the stairs when the snoring had come to a sudden stop. Confused, he looked back into the living room.

His father had woken up from his slumber, drowsily surveying around the room when his piercing eyes landed on Taehyung.

“Son..” The older man slurred, still dressed in his work suit as he approached Tae on unsteady feet.

He was drunk.

“How was school?”

He was very drunk.

Taehyung clenched his jaw, “It’s 11:23 at night, dad.”

Thankfully, the man didn’t seem to be in one of his moods. He was out of it.

Tae hated himself for worrying.

“Ah.. well, it was a very long school day.” With a soft chuckle, he stumbled back into the kitchen, aiming for the fridge.

Taehyung saw this and he quickly followed after him, knowing what he was searching for.

The man tried taking a hold of another beer when Tae stopped him, softly taking a hold of his wrist so as to not anger him.

“Dad.. I think you’ve had enough, okay? Uh, maybe tomorrow.”

The older man scoffed, pulling himself away from Taehyung’s hold.

“I’m an adult, I can do whatever I want.”

His fingers itched to touch the cold bottle, but Taehyung was there to stop him. Again.

“What’s your problem?!” He grew annoyed, angry with Taehyung for trying to control him.

Just like him, Tae grew annoyed as well.

“What’s my problem?” He repeated, as if it wasn’t already obvious enough.

“My problem is that you can’t see you’re a fucking alcoholic! That’s my problem.” Taehyung’s chest heaved, already over the edge.

“Why— Just why can’t you see that shit is killing you? You’re obli-“ Before he knew it, his body fell to the floor.

His father had thrown a punch to his jaw, causing Tae to lose his balance.

He’d banged his head pretty hard, and when Taehyung finally took complete notice of what was happening, it was already too late.

The older man sat on top of him, repeatedly pounding his fist into his face, eyes dark like the devil’s.

Taehyung groaned in pain, taking the hits. He was too frail to try and defend himself, so he didn’t.

“P-Please..” The boy weakly begged, fresh blood oozing down his face.

He wanted to cry, but he didn’t want to give his father the satisfaction.

“Next time you think about telling me what to do, don’t.” With one last harsh kick to his stomach, his father left him alone on the kitchen floor, bleeding and shaking.

Taehyung’s gaze was empty, dull.. lifeless. Every emotion was drained.

A tear rolled down the side of his eye, and he didn’t bother wiping it away.

His father was gone, he could cry. It was okay.

Minutes later, Taehyung dozed off to sleep, too weak to bandage his wounds.

Maybe tomorrow will be better.

Jungkook had a completely different night compared to Taehyung, spending it giddy, replaying the events of their entire day at least a thousand times before he managed to actually fall asleep.

He really wished that he could have fallen asleep with Taehyung, and this time wake up next to him as well. Hopefully that would be a reality soon enough.

#Fic: Love maze #Taekook fic #Taekook series #Taekook school au #Taehyung x Jungkook #Taekook fluff #sombreboy

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jae-canikeepyou · 4 years

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| new years | j.jh

pair: jaehyun x fem!reader

genre: fluff

a/n: first oneshot of 2020! happy new year! 🎉this scenario is inspired by high school musical because i’m a sucker for the trilogy like jaehyun is~😉 haha i do hope you enjoy reading! ~j ✨

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“it’s the new year’s eve y/n! you didn’t come here to be a bookworm!” siyeon pushed you that your body was inclined towards her. it was an annual tradition where your squad would go to the young adult party at the ski resort. since siyeon was a member, bringing in two more people would have a discount during the stay.

walking up the hill, your steps made the snow crunching rich with your calf-high boots. siyeon and heejin shared a look at you, and wondered that even with your goggles, nothing would ever stop you from reading. they guided you by pulling on your jacket sleeve, directing and redirecting the way to avoid obstruction.

it was a good thing they didn’t consider you a person of kill joy, because once you were off the wordful thick texts, you were actually the mood maker of the trio. “let me just finish this before the year ends. it’ll be my twentieth novel.” you said, eyes glued on the faint-burnt paper.

they sat you in between them on the cable car, pulling the lever down and fastening your seat belts tight. “ah.. i love how the cold wind hits into my face. reminds me how winter will always be my favourite season, and skiing? my sport.” heejin placed her goggles on her forehead, breathing in the entirety of the wind.

“i’ll be going with snowboarding.” siyeon flung her hands in the air and the car shook. you, having the fear of heights ultimately stopped you from continuing the story plot. “what about you y/n?”

“siyeon you’re moving too much!” you pinched her cheeks with your little damped gloves.

she side-eyed you for an answer, and you puckered your lips in defeat as put your book inside your jacket. “snowboarding as well.”

“sweet.” she fistbumped you and you did the same. the cable car was approaching to the end and as you got off, a group of boys caught everyone’s attention with their voices, yelling in so much hyperactiveness at the golden hour.

they all huddled in a circle, chanting some words before separating into their respective teams. were they a sports team of some kind?

you and your girls queued to get the equipment and began to suit up. the foot rest on the board was quite loose for your size, but you didn’t bother since it was going to be fastened with the belt strap. for some reason, you had a hard time bending forward to tighten the footing. a flush of regret flowed your body when the book somehow prevented you from going forward.

a sigh escaped your mouth and a figure knelt in front of you. “do you need help?” his deep yet honey voice warmed you from the cold you felt.

“y-yeah.” you replied, avoiding his gaze behind those goggles attached to upper part of his face. one thing that attracted you to guys was their smile. but this dude just inches apart from you already sent hearts flying everywhere.

oh what the.. he has cute dimples..

he has the prettiest smile you’ve ever seen. the pearly whites of his was equivalent to the snow beneath him and his small/airy chuckle got your heart beating fast. seeing this ethereal human being made you think that this was how love at first sight must feel like.

everything behind him blurred as if a camera was to adjust its focus to the subject, and a video recorder slowing the pace just so that you could observe him closely.

he waved at you, cutting you off of the short-term trance. “are you okay? is it too tight?” he tilted his head that he aligned his eye-level to yours.

“it’s fine. thank you.” you smiled and took his hand, offering to help you up.

“dude! we’re all waiting!” a voice called him from afar, and he looked back at you again with those cute dimples.

“i’ll catch you later? you’ll be in the resort club right?” he asked, pointing at the building opposite from where you were standing.

trying to balance yourself on the board, your lips utter shy words soft enough only for him to hear. “if i could return the favour by getting you a dessert?”

he pushed to slide himself downhill and waved at you. “as long as it’s green tea or vanilla ice cream! i’ll see you at 2300!”

your chest tightened at the fact he smoothly asked you out—kind of, or maybe that was what you want to take it as. heejin nudged you from behind, whistling and humming away like one would tease the other.

siyeon soon joined the call and they both circled-hop around you. they giggled at the sight of you, all flustered and blushy.

“so is he the one finally matched with some ideal fictional guy?” heejin hugged your torso with her lips all puckered, to show and prove that you were in love.

“i haven’t seen most of his face!” you butt back. “so i don’t know if he fits the ‘ideal’.”

“really y/n?” siyeon chuckled in good disbelief, shoving her phone out from her pockets. “troy bolton is everyone’s childhood crush, but your smile towards dimple guy isn’t a simple ‘i don’t know’. there’s something more to it~”

you nodded in agreement as your fingers pointed and shook repetitively. you were more in good disbelief than she was and heejin will for sure add on stronger words to your vulnerable, giddy, happy heart.

“last one at the finish line will get the shared bed!” you went downhill with a long cheer, but enough for the two to follow immediately.

the snow ground slowly marked with straight and curvy lines from the equipments in contact. your legs danced along the already indented path, creating a new design to write out the joy in your boarding. you twisted your body slightly to mimic a 180 degree pan, with intentions to show the beautifying canvas nature’s offered to give before the year ends.

although you weren’t that of a professional to glide down hill faster, the competition between the three of you was high. to compare the total of wins,

you never won any.

and that was out of thirty.

you thought it was time to have that plot twist of the year— to at least get a win so heejin and siyeon wouldn’t have to embarrass you everytime they bring it up.

the board beneath you sent vibration signals to your legs and you knew you had to slow down. yet the adrenaline in you was in rockets and refused to stop when needed. you suddenly heard a familiar voice right at the bottom of the slope. you guessed right, it was the dimple guy.

“yah mark you can do better than that!” he yelled, and another figure brushed passed you.

remember that phrase ‘to be smitten by somebody’? well that was accurate to you now that you didn’t realise you glided on an area with a split level.. you felt your legs in mid-air before crashing and rolling down.

“y/n! you’re sharing a bed with heeji- oh my gosh!” siyeon cupped her hands around her mouth but charged forward to get you.

heejin heard the echoes of ooh’s and hisses from the same group from earlier. she helped you up once she arrived the finishing line. “y/n that must’ve hurt!”

you pulled the strap and removed your foot from the bracings, kicking it aside to massage the sore ankles. “damn it i hope i didn’t twist them.”

“let’s get you inside to have them checked.”

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

the lounge area had music booming the system as if it would shatter the delicate, shaking glass windows. you sat at a corner with arms crossed and your friends heard you muttering words of complaint. their eyes trailed your casted ankle and crutches placed on your side.

regret was in you, and you swore you could’ve worn jeans instead of a skirt.

some people were drinking the night away and others were singing their hearts out; whether it was for a good year or another unrequited love. all in all the room was loud and it made you glad because for a whole hour you could hear the throbbing pain beating against your flesh.

“way to end the year..” you gulped onto your drink, empty the glass clean and asked for seconds.

“well at least you’re not in the hospital.” siyeon tilted her head, earning a watch-your-mouth look from heejin.

you went back to reading the last few pages of your book and ignored the persistent invites from the rest of your friends and strangers. didn’t they see your rest leg onto the couch? no matter how much you wanted to join them on the dance floor, you couldn’t. your beloved book was your only companion until the clock strike twelve.

“i’ll see you at 2300!”

his voice rang in your head and you hoped to recognize him at least.

heejin and siyeon enjoyed themselves with other random guys they hoped they’d end up with. they swayed their bodies from the effect of the drinks. you secretly recorded their pink cheeks and slurry smiles, later airdropping to their phones. as payback for the unending tease, you set those meme faces as their wallpaper.

the weight onto the seat on your left dove deep as you giggled at your plan. a hand attempted to snake around your waist, but your radar was attentive enough to warn you. he could be taking advantage of your condition right now. you grabbed your crutches and went straight to the bar section, asked for a glass of water before continuing the imagine wonders of the story.

the host of the party stood on the stage calling out for volunteers to give a good performance. the audience were awaiting, yet none wanted to try to sing. jaehyun entered the lounge after a warm quick shower from the last basketball practice of the year. his friends mark and johnny headed to some empty seats and he soon followed them. he knew and read the atmosphere, the typical mood of anticipation.

he stood at a column where he was hidden and at a blind spot. “gosh this scene is too familiar.” he whispered under his breath.

mark’s ears perked up at his friend. “yeah it’s like one of those rom-com movies.”

“high school musical? nah, this is way better.” johnny held a tray of tarts and cupcakes.

“if no one is coming up here we will choose.” the host spoke into the mic.

jaehyun felt the relief of searching spotlights. his entire being avoiding the light’s rays. yet there was something he didn’t expect.

a drone flew towards him and blinked lights. the crowd cheered and pushed him to the center stage. he sighed at his one-second relief since it was replaced by heart-hammering attention.

the music died down completely and it didn’t make you notice since your eyes were so immersed into each word. not until a spotlight pointed at you, its brightness blinding your eyes temporarily. you looked up to see a drone, then two pairs of hands pulled you to the center where a guy stood waiting for you.

“wait- i have to finish my book.” you whined and looked at the people in front. seeing heejin and siyeon smirking told you that they were probably the people behind the devilish plan.

“you’ll have it back after you do a cover!” the host shook the book and signalled for the track in queue. “introduce yourselves then you’d get into the mood. you’re both still awkward.”

“hey, i-i’m jaehyun.”

“hi, i’m y/n..”

you held the mic stand placed in front and found the crutches uncomfortable.

jaehyun noticed your discomfort and excused the rest to give you a chair to sit on. “here.” he said, taking your hand to lead you up and removed his coat to drape it to cover your legs.

the first piano notes started to play, and all cheers had you wondering whether they planned to re-enact the scene. heejin gave a thumbs up as she recorded the moment.

the heavy amount of exhales you both did when the track wasn’t what you think it was.

[ him ]

you don’t know babe when you hold met kiss me slowly it’s the sweetest thing

[ you ]

and it don’t change if i had in my way you would know that you are

[ both ]

you’re the coffee that i need in the morning you’re the sunshine in the rain when it’s pouring won’t you give yourself to me give it all

i just wanna see i just wanna see how beautiful you are you know that i see it i know you’re a star

where you go i follow no matter how far if life is a movie then you’re the best part

it was great singing a duet with the handsome boy. his voice was baritone and you loved how his voice resonates with you, harmonising even when it wasn’t necessary. yet it was something that you were fond of.

jaehyun knew you were the one he helped at the top of the hill. he knew you were the pissed one whilst wearing the equipment and knew that you crashed down. he circled around you in enjoyment of the song.

[ both ]

oh whoa you’re the best part oh whoa oh.. best part

when he flashed that smile as he sung, your eyes widened at the revelation of the boy. you recognised the pearly whites and dimples. now that you saw the entirety of his face,

he was more ethereal.

although the cover ended quicker than you thought— even if the whole thing was less than four minutes long, celebrating the year-end wasn’t that gloomy since meeting jaehyun. the crowd decided to give you both a gift and opening the box, there was an instax camera and couple’s santa accessory. he wore the hat whilst you took the 2020 headband and began to exchange polaroid pictures.

sharing a selfie was needed to be put up on the board for the ‘best cover’ of the night.

his hands stayed up waiting for yours. “are you sure you don’t need help?”

“i’m fine.” you giggled at his gentleman gestures. “thanks for the jacket.. and back at the snowboarding hill.”

he guided you to the balcony where the rest of your friends were. “no problem.” at their chattering conversations and endless giggles, you knew they’ve instantly gotten close.

“it’s just like kindergarten.” you suddenly say, wrapping the huge scarf around you.

you felt a warm weight around your shoulders. “give it back to me the next time i see you.” jaehyun pat your head.

“sure.” you agreed on his statement.

the countdown began in twenty seconds and everyone held their horns or sparklers in the air. the rest of your friends decided to be close to you, given of your condition. phones were at selfie mode and recorded the celebration.

“ten! nine! eight! seven!

six! five! four!

three! two!

one!”

fireworks canvased the navy blue sky and the impact the yells did to your eardrums had nothing compared to the beating of your heart. jaehyun cheered as well, his dimples evident on his cheeks. this by which made you look into the solo portrait you both exchanged.

however as you dug it out from your pockets, it fell to the ground and the universe already had something new and planned for you this coming year.

you smiled at the digits written behind it and jaehyun saw the most giddiest expression he has ever seen in your eyes.

he leaned down to whisper into your ears. “i hope the next time i see you will be soon.”

#nct 127 #jung jaehyun #jung yoonoh #nct jaehyun #jaehyun x reader #jaehyun oneshot #jaehyun au #jaehyun fanfic #jaehyun #yuno

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creative-robot · 4 years

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This is my request for more work stories!

Oh absolutely!

For a little clarification, I’m a Host in the Restaurant part but the big main part of the building is the attached bakery/retail area up front so theres like, 5 different kitchens alone, I’ll refer to them by how I know them which is the Mixing kitchen, the Restaurant kitchen, and the other three that do baking stuff as the Baking Kitchens

This is in no special order at all just the order I remembered them

As a Host you would think I’d be on par with the servers but the truth is If the Manager isn't right there I'm pretty much in charge of the restaurant and do my best with what I have, which means I have to move. fast.

I just learned earlier this week that the entire packaging department can't remember my name so they just call me ‘The Speed Demon’ and honestly how dope is that I get complimented/shocked reactions to my speed every shift I don't know man I'm just gay and have shit to do

We once had a really confused drunk dude come in on Saint Patricks Day who seemed completely baffled by the idea of a restaurant so since it was hella dead and I was bored as all hell I entertained his drunk questions for like 45 minutes explaining how a restaurant works and what we make till he said bye and wandered out looking mildly bewildered still

We also had a drunk dude come in on a random dead Saturday (which was weird and I think it was while the GOT finale was airing, we have no TVs so I was. dying. from boredom), this was not a fun drunk and we had to call the cops on him for being creepy and after he was kicked out he walked around the parking lot and kept jumping to himself before circling the building a few times and leaving once the cop showed up. Cleaning the bathroom was disgusting after he left lemme tell ya

The dish manager and the kitchen manager are ALWAYS at odds with each other no matter who the dish manager is that month (Staff rotates real quick back there) and there's always shittalk being thrown across the hallway between them and occasionally a bottle, I once scolded both of them to stop acting like children cause a bottle smashed and it was loud and close enough to make my hearing go out for like three minutes and when they both just brushed me off I went straight to the owner and now it's pretty rare for glass, at least, to get thrown

Theres a stairway that leads to the upstairs offices and everyone just knows that they're either cursed or haunted, we don't talk about it but only the managers go up there and I've only been up them once and it was incredibly gut-churning so I haven't ever tried again

Life tip: Always be nice to your HR folks, they can help you

One of the baking kitchens kept stealing everyone else brooms and one day a server had just had ENOUGH and stormed back there to tell them what for. I didn't get to see what happened but I'm told the poor dudes back there were pale by the time she was done and now we have a cool new broom and dustpan that's labeled for the Restaurant and no more broom thefts for a while

Kids just like my aura or something cause everytime there's a kid in the restaurant they flag me down to chat a little and sometimes kids walk past an entire bakery of employees to ask me for help instead of them, I always pause to help them before adults or give them a little time to chat even when we’re busy and all the servers goodnaturedly tease me about it

What happens in the break room stays in the break room and anything said after someones clocked out won't be repeated, it's hilarious to watch the bakers calmly walk in, clock out, scan for someone in management, and then explode with frustration to whoever's in there. please be nice to cake bakers and decorators specifically they have to put up with SO MUCH SHIT BEHIND THE SCENES

Sometimes there’ll be free stuff in the Break Room ala extras, unsolds, or fucked up treats that are fine but they don't look sellable. This is rare for the front of house restaurant staff to get their hands on since we don't get lunch or proper breaks so retail always relays when there's goodies and we’re all enemies for a good five minutes as we grab stuff and shove it in our lockers before returning to normal but everyone goes feral for the breakfast sandwiches

I’m unofficially Head Host so I know most of the regulars and they know not to pull shit on me and several of them take enjoyment watching me deflect non-regulars bs and often butt in when they won't give up to tell them to shove it since I just won't break or give in

The retail folks regularly use their lunch breaks to go scream in the big freezers and this is just expected and accepted

The Bakers also regularly go scream in the oven rooms, this is also just A Thing no one questions

Theres only a little waiting room area between me and the bar so yes, I have been hit with wine corks before when they go flying and the newest bartender is already at three hits but honestly, I don't really care so whenever it happens I just say a random number of points and toss the cork in my trash

Someday I hope to catch it all cool and suave and that's prolly not gonna happen anytime soon but god I want to SO BAD

I once had a woman walk in with an entire soccer team and I had to be like ‘Lady we don't even have enough tables for all of you normally much less right at noon are you nuts’ and she refused to believe me or sit outside so when I quoted her an hour and a half she was PISSED and asked for my manager (who had been hiding behind the bar cause good lord do we get Karens a lot) who came over and explained that there was no way we could seat them and to have a good day and she went RED and stormed out with the team trailing behind her looking embarrassed. She attempted this three more times that week I'm not even joking

White haired old ladies are constantly amazed and curious about us young’uns styles and while the servers get most of the enthusiastic questions about their gauges and tattoos and hairstyles I have had a few ask me what was even happening with my hair bc they loved it but ‘it's so different!’ (I have an all around undercut with only hair on top that goes down to my chin so I braid it up for work, it's baffling I guess lol) they genuinely love hearing about it and I’ve given a few of them tips for their kid's hair and style names, I just love it and had to mention it

Some of this is just me rambling lol but yeah my work is wack

#I've work there two years now which is weird in itself since its such a high turnover job #dont get restaurant jobs if you can help it its not worth it i promise highschooler specific dont make it your first job at least #i wish I COULD SCREAM IN THE FREEZERS but no i have to stay up front and deal with hangry assholes all day #most costumers are fine there just a lot of crappy ppl too #i can and will square up for my servers if a tables being mean ill run smaller stuff for them if i can and or give support #robot rambles #the owners just let me handles most of it and hardly butt in and ask me what i need insteadof the otherway around i think i scare one of #them but i dont know why #i do know the main kitchen manager is constantly put off by me since i barely react without smiling so when i do its startling as hell or so #ive been told #the whole mask thing means people have noticed my eyes are glazed over or unfocused 80% of the time too and no one knows how to ask about it #one server did which is how i know and i was just like??? im 'on script' and on autopilot of course they are and he just kinda went 'what'#'this is you on AUTOPILOT???' and i was just like yeah dude i know dont worry about it

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wondersbeyondcompare · 4 years

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Some stuff

About Kodi and Majid’s parents that I was thinking about while making lunch the other day! Really, this is just a poor attempt on expanding on the bois in general, but oh well! Thought it would be easier to put these thoughts in a separate post instead of adding to their profiles since this wasn’t directly relevant to them (・・;)ゞ I guess?? dshgfjhdsf Honestly, I think this is more for me just so I can get some stuff straightened out. I’m pretty bad w/ consistency after all...

Majid’s Parents

EDIT (06/13/2021): Drew up some new headshots for Majid and Kodi’s parents! Hopefully they look a bit better than before!

Past me writing Majid’s bio: Yeah, keep the part about his parents vague;;; Idek what to do about that

Me on Monday rolling up some embutido for lunch: Hey, y’know what-

- Mother: Lara (won’t reveal her last name; when asked for it by Majid’s father, she jokingly suggested she take his last name instead) - Father: Kadir Ansari - Compared to Kodi’s parents, these 2 have much more info behind them b/c I have to explain both of their disappearances, so (・_・;) get comfy - Kadir---> Simple businessman in the Land of the Hot Sands; Made and sold jewelry for a living; Had a fairly small shop dedicated to his craft - Lara---> Runaway criminal from a land up north (if you ask me to clarify which country it is, I will cry;;; what does the Twst world even look like in the 1st place??)

Didn’t kill anyone, but rather a string of robberies and prison escapes up her sleeve; had a large family that she had to provide for, unfortunately this landed her in a lot of trouble

- Lara snuck into Kadir’s place late at night by climbing in through his window

She was immediately asked to leave

Kadir eventually relented since she had nowhere to go/he already had a long day at work and didn’t want to argue

- Once Lara explained her situation to Kadir in the morning, she was asked to leave again.

After breakfast ofc

Use the shower if you want to, but don’t use up all the hot water

And he would give her some money and other basic necessities to use on the way, but (￣ヘ￣) that was it

She really needed to go, tho; Kadir didn’t want to charged w/ harboring a criminal

- Lara begged to stay w/ Kadir, telling him in tears that she would do anything for him so long as he gave her a place to stay for the time being

Well... it wouldn’t hurt to have some extra help in his shop... and it would be heartless to kick a crying woman back on the streets, especially in broad daylight...

Fine. She can stay. But only for a little while, okay?

- When it comes to personality, Kadir is often seen as a serious man. He can become surprisingly raucous and joking w/ his friends and frequent customers, but otherwise, he was all business.

Has a fairly straightforward way of speaking; like Majid, he might come off as a little rude sometimes

His resting face makes him seem unapproachable at first, but he’s a pretty reliable guy

- Compared to Kadir, Lara has a more easygoing demeanor; fairly sly as well

Develops a habit of teasing Kadir once she warms up to him, either through her words or by constantly sticking close to him (this is probably where Majid got some of his clinginess from ngl); she wanted to see what exactly was behind that ever so serious facade

Kadir tries to brush her off most of the time, saying it’s not appropriate, especially in front of the customers; slowly becomes fond of it as time goes on

Tends to beat around the bush when she speaks; she won’t lie, but she won’t give you all the truth either

Oh! Yeah, and she’s pretty good at sleight of hand tricks too! :D These tricks seem to be a little more than just mere illusions at times, tho...

- Both of them are unbelievably stubborn (ah, yes, this trait comes from both sides of the family)

- They tend to butt heads a lot at the beginning; enemies to lovers 30k

- Speaking of tropes, these 2 probably become involved in a fake marriage thing so Kadir’s reputation doesn’t suffer when people see him bringing a strange woman into his house every night after work (*exchanging rings* “This doesn’t mean anything, okay? I just can’t have any more rumors.” “>:3c Okay, Habibi~” “... And don’t ever call me that in public, or I’ll pretend to not know you.”)

- It’s also a bit difficult for Lara to work at the shop at first

Kadir can be really picky when it comes to quality, and he certainly won’t lighten up on any of his wokers, regardless if they’re newbies or not

That and Lara can be heavy handed at times; knocking over display cases as she gestures to them and accidentally breaking parts of jewelry

I would love to say that she eventually gets the hand of everything, but :/ she really doesn’t; she’s entertaining to watch, though lol

- Once Kadir and Lara actually start falling for each other, they try to flirt in subtle ways, trying to get a reaction out of the other; or, at least, they think it’s subtle; oh gosh, their poor, poor coworkers ( ; ω ; )

- Lara might have had to wear some form of head covering/head scarf while working or out in public in general; her blonde hair and pale complexion makes her stick out like a sore thumb in a crowd, and she can’t risk getting recognized and taken back to jail again

- Majid... was an accident.

His parents were excited for his arrival nevertheless; Kadir would’ve bought a bunch of stuff beforehand like the worried father he was; Lara is happily spoiled w/ the amount of food she gets to eat during pregnancy (girl loves her food)

Once Majid was born, you bet he was coddled over; was often called Lara’s “little treasure”; Kadir was tempted to make Majid kind of like a mascot for his business, but decided that wasn’t professional (he really wanted to tho;;; thinks about it everytime he sees his son’s cute pudgy face)

- Lara was eventually caught and arrested; sent back to her home country for trial a few years after Majid had been born

Kadir leaves Majid w/ a trusted friend of his in order to attend Lara’s trial

He... doesn’t come back

The friend couldn’t afford to take care of Majid on his own, so he drops him off at an orphanage, promising to come back for the child once he had enough money to support them both

This man in particular works hard to set up his own appraisal/curio shop in the future and ohoho >:3c things are really coming together now

- Majid spent some time in the orphanage before escaping; he didn’t like how strictly everything was run

escaped enough times that the staff members soon gave up on him and let him roam free

surprisingly, no one (w/ a few exceptions) remembers baby Majid nor his parents; the Ansari jewelry shop was closed down and set up for lease the day Kadir disappeared; what happened in Lara’s trial was essentially a mystery, but perhaps the consequences of it could explain these odd events...

Kodi’s Parents

A bit shorter b/c these 2 literally had one (1) summer to themselves before creating the child, so there’s no slow burn here

- Mother: Colette Sepiama (Maiden name: Roussel; took father’s last name in remembrance of him)

- Father: Dimitri Sepiama

- Co+Di= Codi (but, like, with a “K”)

- 1st meeting was a bit odd

- Colette was having a beach vacation, chilling as she collected seashells along the shore

And then some naked guy approached her, asking for help while sobbing his heart out

Didn’t want to find out what kind of “help” he needed, so she tried to power walk away, but he ended up tripping while following after her

Stared at the sad scene of a butt naked man crying into the wet sand for a couple of moments before wrapping him into a towel and paying a visit to the nearest souvenir store

He eventually calmed down enough to explain himself once he got the Hawaiian touristy shirt and khakis on (oh, gosh, now I’m getting Crowley flashbacks (;;;*_*) make it stop-)

- Dimitri was part of a little “experiment” a friend of his was conducting, testing out various potions on him at any opportunity

Yea, they were a pretty messed up friend; at the very least, they made sure none of their potions would kill him outright

One of the potions gave him human legs (since he was a cuttlefish merman beforehand)

The trouble was: How does he turn back?

- They were the kind of couple who shares one braincell, spending the entire summer working together trying to figure out a solution to his predicament

Also, Colette lowkey thought Dimitri was lying about the whole cuttlefish merman thing, but since she thought he was kinda cute, she agreed to help him out

- I mentioned this before in Kodi’s profile, but I guess I’ll mention it again; Kodi’s pre-contract self was basically a male version of his mom

Basically, she was the type to always keep her emotions in check (well, it’s not as if she had a choice; she was awful at trying to show her emotions)

The type of person whose angry face and happy face were exactly the same

But she was kind enough and didn’t discriminate, even if the person she was dealing w/ claimed to be a mermaid from the deep sea

- In contrast to Colette, Dimitri is more like Kodi’s post-contract self

He cries;;; a lot

He’s just in a new and frightening situation, okay?? (╥﹏╥) And his human body was significantly shorter than his merman body, so everything is gigantic to the now smol boi; he often follows behind Colette because, even tho she’s taller than him, he finds her reassuring

Colette finds his personality cute; she likes being relied upon

- ahsghj I can imagine these 2 going on library dates, flipping through books and maybe falling asleep at some point as the setting sun casts an amber glow over them through the dusty windows, and it’s honestly the cutest thing

- Also, neither of them have magical abilities, but Colette’s grandmother did; it basically skipped a generation

This is why Kodi’s magic is weaker than others’, but he works hard to improve himself

- At the end of the summer, Dimitri is turned back

Turns out the potion only lasts for a certain amount of time :/ wow

They probably had some sort of tearful parting at the beach, w/ this time Colette breaking into tears instead of Dimitri

- Couple weeks after the vacation :D Colette finds out she’s pregnant

Realizes her relatives probably wouldn’t believe her if she told them the truth, so she fabricated a story about a simple meeting w/ a cute guy on vacation she hooked up with

I mean, she wasn’t technically lying about that

Bonus! Berenice’s Parents

A perfectly normal, perfectly boring family

- Cassidy is on the left and Argos is on the right!

- Since Berenice was based off the spirits in the whirlpool as well as the river Styx itself/herself, I searched up the parents of the goddess aaanndd

- Kind of?? Based them off Tethys and Oceanus??? Tho they are both of fairy descent; Cassidy is half and so is Argos, so maybe (´･_･`) that would work out? In terms of making a child of their own??? I didn’t want to go against the set fairy lore in stuff like Pixie Hollow, so-

- I always covered the tops of Berenice’s ears to avoid raising any suspicion of her true background, but, yea, they are slightly pointed as well. Much smaller than her parents, maybe abnormally so, but they are there (side note: if you saw me accidentally draw berenice w/ human ears (*⁰▿⁰*) no you didnt)

- They lived with Berenice in an area just outside of the Valley of Thorns called the Land of Lotuses, so there was a large fairy population here too.

- As such, Berenice never thought to question if the life she was living was considered “normal” in the eyes of outsiders. So you’ll often hear her describe her past life as boring and ordinary, both to make a person lose interest and just b/c she truly thought she lived such a life.

- I described Berenice as being an only child, but I never go into detail on what happened with her family after she died 🧐 Did she perhaps unknowingly gain another sibling? Or two? Or three???

- lol wait I just remembered I described them as getting up there in age. Maybe in human standards they were, but they were still considered like??? Middle aged??? When it came to fairies???

- They had no prominent influence in the Valley of Thorns nor in the Land of Lotuses, but they were both considered a respectable people involved in an overseas trade business when living in their old coastal town.

- Both settled down in the Land of Lotuses to raise Berenice and also to hide away from a scandal that ended up bankrupting their company but shshhhh

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