#so first of all my boss basically told me ''hey I want you to call like a hundred customers to sell them furnace maintenances :)''
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I love the "Come get your man" series could you make a pt4????[you do not have to]
I love your work sm!!!keep doing what your doing!!!
Drink water, take breaks when needed, take care of your health both mentally & physically!!and see you next ask♡
wooo we back at it again! thanks for checking in on me bae 🥲 take care of yourselves too!
also thanks for 1k followers 🥳
part 3
feat. kenma, tsukishima, iwaizumi
steamer!KENMA
kenma loves his job. as a professional streamer he’s his own boss, he doesn’t have to be around people too often and he’s become really fond of his little online community (not that he’d admit that out loud).
it’s been a week since your unplanned debut on his channel. you didn’t realize he was recording when you came to drop of his snacks, doing your daily check in. ever since, all the tags with his stream name were aggressively loving, basically demanding him to bring back their ‘mother’ to the screen.
you drop in every now and then to remind his viewers to look after themselves, jokingly scolding them for not looking after your man aswell but it’s all fun and games on both ends.
whilst watching his stream in the room next door, you can help but notice a user in particular.
@/kodzubae: LMAOOO i thought he would be dating someone much prettier😭 didn’t know kodzu did charity cases.
even though the chat was moving before you could read all the comments, your eyes always managed to find whatever the user said about you, and none of it was nice. you didn’t have to be told not to read the comments— it’s an unspoken fact but your eyes and brain always seem to betray you, feeding into your minor insecurities.
you haven’t even realized you were staring at a blank screen. kenmas’ stream had ended whilst you were too lost in your thoughts.
“…you alright?” he asked hesitantly.
though your eyes lit up and your lips quirked at the sight of your boyfriend, he knew something was up— call it a sixth sense of his.
you wordlessly tried to convince him that you were okay, talking and joking the rest of the night until you fell asleep in his embrace but none of it felt genuine. he didn’t want to pry, but it physically hurt him to see you hiding things from him.
totally disregarding the first rules of boyfriend 101: “don’t go through your partners phone!”, kenma unlocked your phone, instantly frowning at the screen before him.
it was her twitter page. kenma knew his lifelong fans, and the handle on your screen now was one of them, except it was full of fan behavior for him and blatant hatred for you.
he felt bad.
it wasn’t exactly his fault, but he still felt responsible for the digs at you that were happening on his live.
the next day, you had woken up hours after kenma. you tend to do that when you sleep with a heavy heart.
in the distance, you could hear him talking, probably streaming. so you opened his stream on your phone and tuned in right on time.
“hey guys,” he greeted. “before we start i want to say something…i’ve become aware that ever since ‘mother’,” he emphasized on the quote marks. “made her first appearance, some of you have not been the nicest to her online and i just want to say that that’s a boundary that absolutely cannot be crossed.”
@/user1: WHAT? WHO HURT MOTHER
@/user2: i hope she’s okay :( luv u mom
@/user3: we’re just going to skip over the fact that he acknowledges them as our parents? okay…
@/user4: cross ken >:( cross ken >:(
“so from here on out, any hate towards her will be an instant block. i’ve told my mods too so behave…” he firmly, yet gently scolded.
“now that’s out of the way, today we’ll be…”
you watched the rest of the stream with a smile on your face. though you were working on voicing your concerns and discomfort, it was nice to know that kenma is willing to work for you whilst he waited.
TSUKISHIMA (tall!reader)
“you look so much taller when you’re not welded into tsukkis’ side, ya know?”
startled, you angled your neck down to see one of your classmates.
you had been avoiding her, and she, you. but it seems she’s finally willing to break this ongoing silent tension fest between you two.
“what do you want.” you deadpanned.
she gasped. “you’re too mean! tsukishima doesn’t deserve to be with someone like you, he deserves someone who is more down to earth, you get me?”
she eyed you up and down to emphasize her point.
taking your silence as willingness to listen, she continued. “i mean your too tall! granted he is too but opposites attract, he needs someone who will look good with him, like me.”
you folded your lips inward to contain your laughter. you and basically everyone knew about this girls love for your boyfriend, but you never pegged her as the type to come at you like this.
“you can have him if you want,” you waved. “kei looooves short girls.”
her eyes lit up in victory, obviously not sensing your sarcasm. “cool, just make sure you break up with him today because-“
“nobody is breaking up with anyone.” a voice shot.
low and behold, your six foot something boyfriend shutting down any advances you were planning to set him up with. though he joined the conversation, he only appeared to be addressing you.
“kei! i-“
“tsukishima.”
“tsukki! i-”
“no.”
he made eye contact with your smirking face over the girls head. “you were just gonna throw me to the wolves like that?” he asked offended.
you chucked. “there’s no wolves kei, look at her” you pinched the cheek of the stunned girl stood in between you two. “she’s harmless, like a poodle.”
she stood, mouth open seemingly in shock.
looking back at him, his face did not let up. you sighed.
“i’m sorry kei,” you breathed through your nose. “i will never subject you to such a horrible, earth shattering, torturous-“
“that’s enough, my god” he groaned. grabbing your wrist, he dragged you by the wrist, only slowing down when you rounded the corner, out of the girls view.
“you know i was joking, right.” you poked his cheek, to which he swatted your hand away.
“i know you’re joking,” his signature smirk appeared. “after all you wouldn’t throw away the opportunity to date the guy you’ve been crushing on for as long as you’ve been here. if i recall, your confession went along the lines of ‘i-“
you slapped your hand over his mouth in embarrassment. leave it to the guy to turn your confession into a weapon against you.
you playfully bickered down the rest of the hall, forgetting all about the girl who had tried to take your place earlier.
IWAIZUMI
“are you sure you’re not only using him to like, get to oikawa or something?”
the first words this girl had spoken to you. you don’t know who she is, or where she came from but she has some nerve coming with such a ridiculous question considering you haven’t formally met before.
“excuse me?”
“you heard me,” her tone was now accusatory. “i’ve seen many girls do iwa dirty because they want oikawa so if that’s the case save yourself an ass beating and leave him alone!”
you don’t know if you have bad memory or what because you don’t know who this girl is and as far as your concerned, neither does your boyfriend.
“i’m sorry, are you a friend of his?” you were more confused than anything.
“i am his and he is mine.”
woah.
you didn’t want to accuse her, but every sign she was showing pointed to a major case of FDS (fan delusion syndrome), a case of the crazies found in fans of the oikawa toru founded by you, maki and mattsun, but you were unaware that this case was also present in your boyfriends own… supporters.
you don’t blame them though because your man is a total hunkkkk. anyways.
right on queue, the door slid open and both of your heads turned to meet hajime’s, and of course he has to show up with a sweaty face, shirt practically clinging to his defined body.
“hajime!” the girl called, running and stopping infront of him. “she’s using you do get to oikawa, break up with her!”
he followed the finger that was pointed to you— confused and lost in the middle of the gym.
“that’s my girlfriend, she doesn’t like him like that.”
the sound of a shattered heart pierced the sudden silence. “w-w-what do you mean girlfriend, she’s after toru i’m sure of it!”
a humorless chuckle sounded from his throat. “trust me, she doesn’t ”
being cautious not to set the girl off, he traversed around her, and straight to you who watched the whole interaction both concerned and amused.
“wowww,” you breathed. “i didn’t know you were also a cause for FDS.”
“what?”
“nothing,” you straightened. “i don’t blame her though. i would go crazy if you walked around looking like that too.”
his face flushed and he turned away. “stop saying things like that…”
you smiled, poking his cheek. “what, i can’t appreciate my boyfriend who’s built like he was carved from the greek gods himself?”
he walked away after pushing your face with his hand, drowning your chuckle.
“c’mon haji, don’t be like that,” you chased after him. “you have to be feeling yourself a little after seeing the affect you have of the seijoh population!”
the girl watched as you made her ‘man’ flush, comment after comment, feeling numb as she watched him get more and more out of his reach.
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HEY POOKS! I'm back with a cool idea😋
Basically hcs where the ninja have to train the reader(who is younger then them) because Wu told them too. At first neither of them want to train together and make the training sessions difficult for each other but over time the ninja see themselves in the reader which was apart of wu's plan. So overtime they develop a sibling bond and everyone rubs in their faces on how similar they are even when they used to hate each other.
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Me when you call me pookie,, teehee
Ninjago - Unintentionally Becoming the Ninjas’ Little Sibling
Zane
Zane doesn’t always hate kids, but he certainly didn’t like you at first
He saw you as disorganized and disruptive
Your fighting style was no better
He begrudgingly took it upon himself to help shape you up, not just as a fighter, but as a person
Your attitude towards him was not helping his exasperation at all
But he’s perseverant
Eventually you start to come around to his lessons, finding that being organized is pretty convenient at times
You secretly started to organize your room
You absolutely did NOT want him to know that though
One time he walked in on you sorting your comics by franchise, and you legitimately flipped your table
“Y/n! Why did you do that? Look at the mess you’ve made.”
“I-I don’t care about messes!! No… I… I like my room like this…”
He insisted on helping you clean up, at which point he noticed that the comics, which had somehow maintained their separate groups after falling to the floor, were sorted
He doesn’t point it out, but he feels some pride in you
He helps you reorganize the comics wordlessly
Sitting there, just sorting through comics in silence, the tension between you two melted
Once Zane realized that his teachings were getting through to you, he stops being so harsh
He offers to help you organize things, and he’s thrilled if you return the favor
From there he’ll start teaching you to cook and do chores too
That’s when the others start to notice
They call you the Rumba because you’re a little housekeeping helper
Zane finds the name especially comedic because a Rumba is also a robot
Though their teasing makes you all huffy, you wouldn’t go back to your old ways just to stop it
You like the time you spend with Zane too much
Besides doing chores, you guys also like to watch documentaries together
You’re both one of those “did you know (weirdly specific fact)” people
You like to quiz each other on your niche hobbies and interests
You’re both definitely one of those weirdly knowledgeable people that seem to have a fun fact for every scenario
You’ll build off of each others’ fun facts as well
“Did you guys know that monarch butterflies are actually incredibly poisonous?”
“That’s correct. That’s why the viceroy butterfly has evolved to look similar; predators will assume they’re monarchs, and thus elect not to eat them.”
This becomes more annoying for the others as time goes on
Kai
He was determined to “tame” you from the very beginning
When Wu tasked him with training you, he convinced himself that you were a real piece of work
This led to a less than ideal attitude towards you, regardless of whether you were actually a problem child or not
He assumes this air of authority, using his age and experience as excuses to boss you around
That’s where your problem with him arises
And when you start to show how much you hate him, he only feels more justified in his treatment
It’s only when he starts to notice your hot-headedness that he reflects on his treatment of you
He sees himself in you, which makes him question if that’s how he would want to be treated
No, he decides, this is not how he would want to be treated were he in your position
So he approaches you one day when you’re all alone, watching the sunset
“Here to boss me around some more?”
“No, I want to apologize. I shouldn’t be treating you like this. It’s just not helpful, to you or me. I’m going to try to be better.”
His genuineness strikes you
You accept the apology warily
Frankly you’re worried about how he plans to change his treatment of you
You’re pleasantly surprised to find that he’s actually a pretty cool guy once he drops the dictator act
He shows you fun fighting moves, even lets you win every now and again when you spar
And he invites you to do more leisurely activities too
It’s a welcome change from the endless stream of chores he used to give you
He still gives you work to do though (mostly things he doesn’t want to do himself)
Your lingering hot-headedness shines through when this happens
“Why do I have to do it? It’s not fair!”
“Because I said so. Now shoo.”
The others start to tease that you’re just like him
Kai doesn’t mind this at all
If anything, he’s proud to have a mini version of himself
He loves doing stuff with you; your determination makes you a great buddy to be all competitive with
You guys LOVE to compete; video games, chores, training, anything
Cole
You get on Cole’s bad side by being stubborn
Cole’s a pretty chill guy who likes to go with the flow, so if you make him put his foot down, he’s not going to like you
So, when you demonstrate the classic huffiness of a child, he gets pretty impatient
He won’t push hard when it comes to enforcing his authority
He’ll just leave
This makes you feel like he doesn’t care about you, which only exacerbates your bad attitude
It becomes a vicious cycle of hate on both ends
It’s only when you realize that you are being a little bratty that you decide to try and tone it down
This takes him by surprise
“…99, and 100! Okay, all done with warm-ups. What next?”
“Wh— no complaining? Huh. Um, okay, let’s practice your high kicks.”
“You’re the boss.”
He starts to actually enjoy training with you once you’re not arguing all the time
This shows you that he really does care about your progress
The negative cycle therefore becomes a positive one
Cole loves to praise you when you’ve done a good job
He’s very proud of you
When you get used to going with what he says, you’re adopting some of his laid-back attitude
That’s where the others perceive similarities
But they don’t end there
Cole likes to invite you to hang out with him after training, and through your hang out sessions you start to pick up on some of his mannerisms
Like eating the cream out of the Oreo before you eat the cookie
Or leaving the TV on while you take a nap
The teasing gets amped up when the others notice these mirrored habits
Neither of you really care, though
You just like that you have a good relationship now :)
Jay
Jay thought you were a total brat
All it took was one bad experience; he’s volatile like that
He sees you in a bad light once and your reputation is ruined
A bad comment, telling him no once, a dirty look, anything small like that
He’s super cold to you when training, dishing out orders like Gordon Ramsay and glaring at you just as intensely
You feel like you can never satisfy him
As the work he gives you piles up daily, you can’t help but shoot a glare back
Your relationship is fixed in the same way it was ruined: with a single moment
You were watching TV, appreciating a rare break
Your favorite character was on screen, and you couldn’t help but smile and sigh
“Man, I wish you were my friend. Then everything would be okay. You’re just so cool.”
“Isn’t he?!”
You whirled around with wild eyes
Jay was diving to sit down next to you, his eyes sparkling at the screen
He was overjoyed to find out that you liked the show; it was super niche, and none of the other ninjas had even heard of it
You listened as he gushed about the show, a little disturbed by his complete flip of attitude
Eventually you couldn’t help joining his fangirling
You spent literal hours talking
Kai dropped in at one point to make a comment about you two being secret siblings, which you both shrugged off
After that day you were pretty much inseparable
You both proved to be total chatterboxes in each others’ presence
The others find this amusing in the sense that Jay has finally found an equal, but annoying in the sense that you guys literally never stop talking
The only time you shut your mouths is when you’re watching your shows
Even when training, you keep feedback flowing between you
“Nice kick! Try lower next time, though.”
“Thanks! Oof, that hurt…”
Nya
When you start to get frustrated/demotivated with your training, Nya does the same
She finds you “impossible to work with”
So she’ll dump you with someone else, making you feel like garbage to be tossed around
Wu has to remind her that she was the same when she started her ninja training
She’s in denial at first, but when she sees you hunched over in anger, she remembers being in that exact position
With newfound empathy she goes over to you
“Hey… you know, I wasn’t much better when I started my training.”
“I doubt it. I’m just the worst. I’ll never be a ninja.”
She was shocked to find your attitude so similar to her old attitude
From there she had a better idea of how to help you
You were surprised to find her so understanding
You came around to her as you realized she really did know how you were feeling
You put your trust in her, becoming a little more laid-back and letting her guide you
In other words, you adopted her “go with the flow” mindset
Wu was the first to point out your similarities
You both just looked at each other and smiled
You knew you were similar; that’s why you got along
Nya decides to teach you things beyond ninja training, like mechanics
You become quite skilled under her guidance
The others notice that she’s essentially created a smaller version of herself
She protests that you’re your own person, but she can’t deny that you are basically just mini-Nya
Lloyd
Lloyd gets annoyed if you don’t make progress quickly
His training was very fast and intense, so if you can’t keep up, he gets impatient
He’ll just keep pushing harder and harder
He doesn’t realize that not everyone has a prophecy to live up to, and thus probably isn’t motivated in the same way
He can’t find a way to appeal to your motivation, which leaves you feeling like training is just a waste of time
Lloyd finds this attitude incredibly disrespectful
You guys make so many passive aggressive remarks
“Are you already tired?”
“Well, you did kinda just make me, the kid, do 100 push ups.”
It’s when you finally snap that he realizes he’s been doing it wrong
You explode during training one day, storming off while grumbling furiously
Lloyd just stands there, stunned
At that point he finally recognizes that you’re not just a little version of himself, and he needs to get to know you to understand how to help you
So he appeals to you first, remembering the things he used to like as a kid
He gets you into Starfarer, and you guys bond over your love of it
He learns bits and pieces about you when you hang out, and eventually devises a plan to get you back on track
You take to training much better the second time around, making impressive progress
You aren’t cocky about it though; you’ve picked up Lloyd’s humble attitude
The others reminisce about when Lloyd was in your position and they were the trainers
“They’re kinda like you, Lloyd.”
“You think? I guess they are. I remember when you’d train me like this, Kai.”
He takes pride in knowing he’s facilitated your growth
He’s almost as proud to say he’s created another Starfarer fan
You guys still love to gush over the comics together :)
Sorry this was kind of a long read ^^” but thanks for reading! And thank you lovely anon for your request!!
(divider by saradika)
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Eldritch Tech Support 2
[For the very nice anon that asked for more of this, and then I think sent me a picture of an extremely cute cat and dog.]
More eldritch tech support stories
"Yeah so this God of the Harvest calls about not being able to get to their email right."
"Right..." you say, there's always a danger with sharing stories at work. You never know when your clients are listening and if they'll take offense at you laughing at their expense.
"Like, can't understand any of the questions I'm asking. Do they have internet? Is the computer turned on? All sorts of basic stuff. So then I'm like 'ok click on this thing', and all of sudden they go, 'oh! my email!'. Turns out they were looking at their blank screensaver the entire time."
You snort in laughter, and your coworker lets out a laugh gaffaw, and belly laugh before being cut short. All of a sudden they turned into something resembling a scarecrow, lots of hay and plaid.
"Worth it!" they say as they grab their cup of coffee and awkwardly shuffle off back to their desk.
You roll your eyes and another coworker comes in. "Hey, you busy?"
You shake your head. You've got a thing for The Beings in the Darkness Between the Stars but that's not for a couple of hours.
"I need your help. I have this war demon on the line and her accent is real hard to understand."
"I thought you spoke infernal."
"Yeah but she's got some kind of Ethicurn dialect that I can't penetrate. You speak it, right?"
"Yeah, I'll be right there."
You go to your desk and the phone is lighting up with the waiting call. You put on your headset and take a deep breath. Ethicurn always made your throat hurt and your tongue feel heavy, but what can you do?
The war demon on the line is already extremely upset with you, with your company, with the concept of technology, and possibly also the concept of tech support. You listen patiently to the problem, and understand exactly what happened.
You explain that the technology that she was sold, as per the receipt that you look up, is heat resistant, not heat proof. There's no laptop that you can make that would survive the fires of hell for any length of time. And if she opened a portal to her home near the laptop and the laptop melted, well that's what was going to happen. It looked like she turned down the extended warranty so there was nothing you could do to help.
But that's when things took a turn.
The war demon said that she was not sold a warranty or told what a warranty was. And you saw that the salesperson who initially sold the war demon the laptop was none other than your workplace nemesis, Dave.
You had to make some fairly serious promises to the demon to put her on hold so you could go talk to your boss.
Your boss' door was open and you knock on the frame before entering.
The two headed entity waved you in with one of their three arms. One head and two hands were focused entirely on their computer. The third hand and second head looked up at you from their paperwork.
"What's up?" she asks, taking off her glasses.
"So we have an Ethicurn war demon, with a melted laptop. But she didn't get the extended warranty. So being a demon when it got too close to hellfire it melted."
"Sucks for her," says the second head still looking at the computer. The first head agrees and says, "I don't see why you're coming to me."
"Well she said that Dave didn't explain the warranty or what it would do."
Both your boss' heads frown. "Damnit Dave," says the first. "I'm making a note in his file," says the second."
"And being an Ethicurn demon, and a war aspect at that, if she feels slighted she's going to kill Dave, his family, probably all of his coworkers."
"You think she'll make an exception since I want her to kill Dave too?" asks the first head. The second head shush the first before saying, "Get her a replacement, and stress the necessity for the extended warranty please. I don't care if she kills Dave, but try to keep the rest of us safe."
You nod and go back to the phone. You explain that you are over-nighting a replacement laptop that will be there tomorrow. You also offer a free set up of all the standard programs and things to make sure that the laptop is functioning to the demon's standards. They purchase an extended warranty and you're pretty sure that you're not going to be the target of an Ethicurn War of Vengeance and Petty Slights. But just to be sure you make a note on the file and ask if she wants to speak to Date Recovery to try and get someone to salvage her melted laptop.
You close the case and go back to the break room. You need some tea and honey. As you are soothing your throat after all that infernal, Carol Anne sticks her head in the room.
"Hey, just wanted to let you know that you're schedule take off to the Darkness Between the Stars is going to be ready in an hour."
You nod and give a thumbs up. Best to keep the speaking to a minimum for the time being.
"And hey, while you're out there, if I give you like $50 would you buy me some Dead Star Coffee? There's nothing better than the dark roast from a quantum space singularity where no light can escape."
You roll your eyes but nod.
That coffee does sound good.
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Don't Mind
Pairing: Hook x Reader
Word Count: 1,090
Description: Tyler's girlfriend is an exotic dancer; he's warned all of his coworkers to leave her alone. Sammy doesn't listen.
Massive thank you to my beloved @omg-im-such-a-masochist for helping me with some of the idea and basically outlining the perfect direction to take this.
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Hook Tag list: @wickedval
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“So, what’s up with your girlfriend Hook?”
Tyler looked up from his phone in the direction of the question seeing Jericho staring at him the younger man raised a brow.
“What about her?”
“Is it true I mean I’ve heard she’s a performer and I’ve seen some of her Instagram posts is it true?”
“So, what if it is, what’s it to you?”
“Just curious is all I’ve never met a wrestler whose partner is a stripper.”
“She prefers exotic dancer and Dan’s wife is a Burlesque performer it’s along the same lines.”
“Doesn’t it bother you? Aren’t you worried someone else is going to snatch her away or she’s going to cheat on you with someone from or that’s she’s met at work.”
Tyler did his best to keep from rolling his eyes at the question he’s heard more than once from his coworkers.
“No, I’m not worried because I trust my girlfriend I’m the one going home with her nobody else, so I don’t honestly mind.”
“Oh okay, what club does she work at?”
“That’s none of your business and I suggest if you somehow find out not to bother going there, any of you or I will personally throw you out myself.”
“Okay okay easy man no need to get worked up.”
Jericho held his hands up in surrender and started a different conversation with one of their other coworkers. Tyler puts his phone in his pocket and leaves the room deciding to actually go and visit her. When his phone rings he puts it on the car phone and starts it up.
“Hello?”
“Hi babe it’s me.”
“Mamas I was just getting ready to come and see you.”
“Oh, perfect I had a break, but I wanted to talk to you really quick before I went back to work.”
“What’s up?”
“Haven’t you told your coworkers not to show up here?”
“Yes, I have why?”
“Well, that Sammy guy did, and he asked for a private dance…from me.”
Tyler felt as if everything froze the sound of Y/n’s voice fading in the background as she continued to speak.
“Don’t go anywhere near that room tell your boss that something came up and you need to give it to another girl. I’ll be there in five minutes.”
Ending the call Tyler peeled out of the parking lot making his way towards the club, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. He had made it very clear that he didn’t want any of his coworkers going to the club; the fact Sammy went and then had the fucking nerve to ask for a private dance from his girlfriend. No Tyler intended to kick his ass if he didn’t leave the first time he asked.
Pulling into the parking lot he got out and showed his ID, the bouncer was familiar with him, but he did it anyway. Going inside Tyler walked over to the bar motioning for y/n’s best work friend to come and talk with him.
“Hey Hook, didn’t expect you here today.”
“What room is y/n supposed to be in?”
“She’s in the breakroom.”
“Thank you.”
Walking through the club he made his way towards the breakroom which he occasionally got to sneak into when he wanted to spend a little time with you. Not bothering to knock he pushed open the door spotting her sat at the table sipping a bottle of water.
“What room is he in?”
He asked, voice hard as he watched her, just seeing her sitting there in her work outfit the thought of Sammy trying to get her.
“You scared the shit out of me babe, room number four.”
Y/n says as he turned walking down the hallway but stopped, he had no idea where the rooms even were. Grabbing her bottle Y/n followed him and gave directions to the private rooms then pointed a dark red door with a number four on it.
“Wait here.”
He said gently touching her cheek and opened the door, Sammy was sat with a drink in his hand and his back to the door.
“I was wondering what was taking you so long, now come dance for daddy like I paid for.”
Sammy chuckled sipping his drink and set it on a small stand next to the chair he was in; Tyler walked over grabbing him by his shirt dragging him over the chair arm.
“What the fuck?”
Sammy managed to get out before Tyler hits him watching as the man falls to the floor holding his face.
“I told all of you not to come here more than once I told you to stay far away from y/n’s place of work and yet you go behind my back. And then you book a fucking private room with her?”
Tyler was seething as he grabbed Sammy’s collar and shoved him into the wall, Y/n stood outside the door watching as the two of them went back and forth arguing. Sammy was doing his best to make it to the exit and Tyler was landing a hit every time he managed to lay a hand on him. When security came in to break it up Y/n spoke quietly to the bouncer watching him lead Sammy out. Turning she saw Tyler still pacing the floor, walking over she forced him to sit in the chair after closing the door. Thinking for a moment she could still see the rage and frustration on his face.
Biting her lip she turned on some soft music dimming the lights ever so slightly and walked back to the chair. Whenever she wanted to work on a new dance for work, she’d practice them with Tyler. This one she was about to do though was one she hadn’t got the chance to try on him yet. As the music drifted into the room from the speaker, y/n began moving her body with the tempo. Slow movements at first as the song began to build her hands dancing across him as her hips moved.
Tyler watched her slowly realization of what she was doing hit him and he couldn’t help but feel himself relax a bit.
“She’s really dancing for me, damn I’m one lucky S.O.B”
He thought his hands finally reaching out to touch her, y/n smiled seeing that his features were finally relaxing. Leaning close she pressed a kiss to his neck letting her lips linger as her tongue flicked out to taste the skin.
“Let me dance for you baby just sit here and enjoy the show.
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I've talked about romantic/sexual yandere Miguel being goaded on by an alternate of himself or another you, but, I'm also thinking about platonic yandere parental/guardian Miguel getting a little 'push' to realize he wants you to play a more central role in his life, either from being in competition with an alternate of his or outright being told by his alternate that it's what he should do
You're just in the Spider Society minding your own business and you see Miguel talking to, Another Miguel, but this one has glasses or a beauty mark or some distinguishing feature. The two of them are discussing anomalies and "the fate of the multiverse" and other such serious topics when you stroll by, giving a wave and such as hello when the second Miguel actually pauses their conversation to greet you, actually being, well, much like YOUR Miguel with his occasional sarcastic snark but, friendlier, introducing himself to you, shaking your hand, asking you questions like how old you are, how long have you been a Spider, etc, amd you're ready to start cracking jokes about how, maybe you'll start spending time with this new Miguel instead since 'yours' is suddenly so grumpy, when. Oh dear, the awkward thing happens. Here comes the other you, bounding right up to the other Miguel, "Papá, there you are 🥰 this place is like a maze and I got lost looking for you, dont leave me behind again 🥺"
Both you and Miguel are watching your alternates interact, actually silently internally in some weird sort of agreement with "this is kind of weird but also oddly wholesome... what the fuck, why do I want what they have..." but it's just. It's also just a little weird. You're literally watching another you cuddle up to another version of your boss, calling the man their dad, acting like they're legitimately his child, with the other man actually being genuinely caring and considerate back. Eventually in private Dad!Miguel asks Miguel about his relationship with you and is basically met with "what relationship. That's just my coworker" as Dad!Miguel rolls his eyes at his emotionally constipated alternate who's apparently going to need a little encouragement
Part of me is like, what if some bullshit happens like, Dad!Miguel is all "oh yeah well if you have such a handle on things and think they can take care of themself without any support or guidance, what are they doing right now" and Miguel is all huffy and all FINE LETS SEE, IM SURE THEYRE FINE and goes to, use his monitors or whatever to spy on you and, you're having like a mental episode, a real crying session, some real boo hoo sobbing and maybe even cutting yourself as Miguel is "coincidentally" having an epiphany that, hey, maybe you DO need an extra mentor figure in your life... maybe he can... ask you about your day and stuff? Dad!Miguel over here ready to rip his hair out as he realizes your Miguel went through all the second universe stuff and is now an emotionally bottled mess and, in a way needs you as much as you need him
Whether to encourage his alternate or help you since you resemble 'his child', despite all awkward differences, Dad!Miguel sees that you're lonely and struggling and, kinda partially adopts you, becoming something of a mentor, checking in on you, scolding you to est something when his advanced hearing picks up on your stomach growling, making small talk, little things like that, but routinely, becoming a bit of a fixture in your life
Months down the line your Miguel is minding his own business having a pretty ok day and he rounds the corner and. It's Dad! Miguel, convincing you to let him comb your hair because you ran out of the house without doing anything with it first and you've been kind of stressed and tired. Miguel just starting to kind of feel what can only be identified as envy and jealousy as he watches Dad!Miguel spending time with you, "so, are you graduated by now? My child (the other you) is still in university right now" "oh no, I'm not really doing college" "what, but you're so smart! I think you can do anything you put your mind to--"
Miguel turns his back and next time he turns around, Dad!Miguel is getting you gifts for your birthday and it turns out he regularly visits you. The original man's strolling through the lobby and suddenly he sees you with his alternate that he's really starting to hate and, are you speaking Spanish? Since when did you learn Spanish? Did he TEACH you? Have you been spending so much time together that the other him even had that opportunity?
He's just standing there watching Dad!Miguel like, braid your hair or help clean your glasses or do something that's like, platonic but personal, caring, affectionate, and suddenly your Miguel is having the realization, "did this bitch just steal you right under my nose. Did he just baby code MY baby 😤"
Miguel overhears you happily call his alternate Tío and, that's it, he gets so mad he confronts the other him about it in private basically then and there, the other man basically just like "well clearly YOU weren't giving them the support they needed--" and proceeding to give advice on how to get close to you, things you're stressed about and struggling with, things you were too shy and scared to open up about to the original Miguel or anyone who isn't a trusted friend
An alternate version of the YouTwo disaster where YouTwo wants to steal your life because you "stole their dad" when Dad!Miguel spends time with you and they assume they're being replaced out of jealousy, or maybe he even outright wants you for himself, or maybe Dad!Miguel outright meets his unfortunate end in an unrelated villain thing and YouTwo comes to steal YOUR "dad". YouTwo who's more unhinged than ever because their Miguel kind of "broke them in" to be their loving little child and doesn't handle either being replaced or losing the only loved one and source of support they cared about
Of course this is to say, it would DEFINITELY be "unfortunate" if you and Dad!Miguel got so, so close and, then suddenly the man dies and is violently ripped from your life just when you're starting to heal and be happy again and, suddenly you're so heartbroken and vulnerable and, THIS is the moment when your Miguel finally steps up to the plate to truly take care of you amd fully assimilate into your life. You're breaking down sobbing, literally the kind of crying where you can't even stand, you just collapse, and, here he is to pick you up and hold you, embrace you, shoosh you gently and rub your back and let you cry while he helps you feel safe again. He's sorry he's late, but he's here now, so let Papá give you nice big hugs while you cry and then take you back home, ok? His home. Technically YOUR home now, that the two of you share. You'll get served all your favorite foods and made sure you're looked after and, when its time for bed and you get those violent nightmares and images of how your beloved Tío was killed right in front of you and can't manage to sleep, your Papá is there to help hold you and comfort you until you're finally softly snoring in his arms. he looks at you, how heartbroken and, in his eyes, helpless you are, and vows that if anyone ever tries to hurt, or wrong you, or some punk who doesn't deserve you tries to taint your purity, that he'll rip them apart like a wild animal
After all, that's just what good fathers do
#yandere spiderverse#yandere miguel o'hara#miguel o'hara x reader#yandere x reader#sinprompts#yandere stuff#i need to actuallt WRITE. i need to actually WRITE i desire this man in so many ways 😩
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A nickle or two
Body a day - #13: Money
Another story inspired by the awe-inspiring @2xskin, this time Seanday Gym: A picture or two
I don’t exactly remember how I fell into conversation with Ross, but he was a great guy, a little intimidating at first, with his big muscles and vicious look, but a great guy – particularly he was a good and non-judgmental listener. Though he was young, he was unusually patient and insightful, which was quite unexpected, when you look at him.
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After having being fired from my job, I hit a downward spiral, blaming everyone and everything for what had happened to me. To be fair, I think my grudge was justified, it wasn’t so much my boss firing me, it was more him ’throwing me under the bus’, that was the reason for my bitterness towards him.
I had a hard time finding a new job – and money was getting tight. The only time I really left the house was to go shopping. I subscribed to Regan’s gym, basically to make sure I got out every now and then, but also to at least get just a bit of exercise.
I met Ross here, he was together with his friend, Curtis, a real pretty-boy with long brown hair, who seemed eager to get as big and muscular as Ross.
As I said before, you wouldn’t believe it at first, but Ross was a surprisingly good listener, whilst training I told him about my life and my situation, and Ross paid close attention to everything I said, even when he was bench pressing. He seemed genuinely interested and wanting to help.
One day, when I came to the gym, Ross came over to me in the free weights section, his usual domain, and very directly stated; “I think, I can help you get revenge.”
Hearing the word: revenge, coming out of Ross’s mouth, sent a chill down my spine, I was actually a little afraid of him now. “Ross,” I had to quickly interrupt him, “you don’t actually mean you’re going to hurt or threaten him, right?” Ross chuckled; “not at all, but you said he had a son, right? A really spoiled brat with expensive habits...”
”Well…” I began reluctantly, it was true that my boss’s son was living a good life, I wasn’t quite sure whether it was my boss, who liked to spend money on his son, or if it was the kid who was demanding. I was however well aware of all the money, he was spending on him. My boss usually talked about, how he had gotten this and that for his boy, it was actually getting boring at length.
”Then I guess his son is the key to get to his money,” said Ross confidently. I shuddered… Ross wasn’t thinking… I dared not even think the word… Kidnapping?
”Ross, please, you really shouldn’t – I mean – you are not planning to do anything illegal, right?”
Ross smiled, “it’s not legal, but it isn’t illegal either. Just leave it to me, and you’ll be set for the rest of your life, well, at least for years to come.”
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A week later I got a call from Ross, he wanted me to come to Regan’s tomorrow evening. I was still jobless, so it’s not like I had much else to do.
When I came to the gym, it was scarcely populated, but Ross and Curtis were there, alongside Calvin, my boss’s son.
Ross was busy spotting Calvin, so Curtis came over to me instead. “Hey,” Curtis said with a smile, “good you came, Ross has a surprise for you.” I was surprised enough to see Calvin here being spotted by Ross, but I failed to see the surprise, I mean, what could Ross actually do, if he wasn’t going to hurt or threaten Calvin? I barely even knew Calvin.
“Just do your routine, and wait for our signal… Just stay close to the locker rooms, okay?” Curtis said, punched me in the arm and walked away. I had no idea, what Curtis meant, but I did as I was told, not understanding anything of what was going on. On his way back to Ross and Calvin, Curtis ceremoniously snapped a picture or two of himself, his massive arms and firm chest. He seemed very content with himself, and I had to admit I was a little envious, not only at him, but also at Ross. To have such incredible bodies and looks.
A quarter had passed, when Ross, Curtis and Calvin headed for the locker room. I had not noticed any signal. Twenty more minutes passed, were they taking a piss at me? then Curtis popped his head out and waved at me. I got up and hurried to the locker room. And my jaw hit the floor.
Ross sat on a bench holding a spray can in his hand, next to him sat a clearly unwell Calvin. Ross put the can down and lifted Calvin by the neck, it was like there were no bones inside him. “The spray has done its work,” said Ross. “Get in him!” he said with a laughed and threw Calvin at me.
Curtis stretched out Calvin’s mouth; “you are going to love it, take off your clothes, and let’s get you inside.” I happily obliged. It was a bizarre yet exhilarating experience. Curtis and Ross helped me feed my body into the teenager, slowly bringing him back to life. I was deeply entranced by the process, how Calvin's smooth, tan skin began to shape my body, first the feet, then the legs, then the torso. Pushing my arms inside Calvin’s, I suddenly felt a pain as if thousands of tiny needles drilling into my skin, hurting at first, but slowly feeling more pleasant.
“Now comes the hard part,” said Ross, “it’s going to feel a little rough, but trust me, it’s worth it.”
“Hell yeah!” I replied at the prospect of becoming Calvin irreversibly, “Let’s do this!” With one last pull, Ross stretched Calvin’s head over mine and everything was engulfed in darkness. I could feel the needles in my face, but I could also feel what I assumed were Ross's and/or Curtis’s hands pushing Calvin’s features into place. The eyelids, the nose, the ears, the lips. Then it felt like I was beginning to burn, and indescribable heat was burning me from the inside, I felt woozy and weak, Ross was not kidding, it felt like my organs were being rearranged, in the midst of the pain and unintelligible pictures flashing through my mind, I could feel four firm hands keeping me upright and steady. Then the pain disappeared and I opened my eyes, staring at Calvin in the mirror. I grinned.
“I think this fixes your money problem,” Ross laughed, punching me in the arm. “Wait – are you both…” I began, for the first time hearing Calvin’s smooth voice coming out of my mouth. They both laughed, “Yeah,” said Curtis whilst flexing his chest, making his pecs swell, Ross did the same, “we both went through this transformation, feels good now, right?”
I smiled Calvin’s smile and nodded. I soon left the gym with Ross and Curtis with a renewed confidence. Before we went our separate ways Ross placed a hand on my leather-clad shoulder, and winked at me; “now bleed him dry.”
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And Ross was right, that is exactly what I’m going to do, dad.
#male bodysuit#male body suit#male bodysuit tf#male body transformation#body theft#body a day#body suit tf#life takeover#male skinsuit
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Brewing Romance Chapter 2 Your Hired
A Collab Story with @lizaluvsthis
SMG3 and SMG4 design for the AU by Liz!
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Summary: SMG4 starts to struggle with his finances when he learns living in his newly built castle is more pricey than he thought. So when he gets an invite to the grand opening of SMG3 Coffee n Bombs he manages to land himself a second job as the cafe waiter where both men will learn that coffee won't be the only thing brewing in this cafe.
Tags: Slow burn, fluff, comedy, just two idiots in love, love confession, first kiss
SMG4 glares at his empty bank account,turn’s out a castle was more expensive than he thought. He sighs, getting up and walks to his kitchen noticing his food supply has started to get low. At this rate he either has to ask his friends for help or get a second job. He takes out what he needs to make a basic sandwich and goes to the drawing board, he didn't want to bother his friends with this. After all they did so much already to get this castle built, he wanted to make sure his friends had somewhere to hang out and feel safe.
He takes a bite of his sandwich looking over places hiring when his eyes land on the picture next to him. It was a group photo, in it was SMG3 pouting while the rest of them smiled. He drops the sandwich and picks up the photo “That's it! SMG3 can help!” Why didn't he think of that first? After all he enjoyed doing the job, it was nice for once just being in sync with Three without the world ending. He would have to make it casual so the other man wouldn't pick up why he suddenly needs the job.
He walks around the room thinking, he looks at his reflection and smiles at it “Hey Three, you know yesterday was lots of fun, was wondering if you would like to make it a full time thing?” he facepalms. Those were poor choices of words. It sounded like he was trying to ask the man out, he began to walk again losing himself in his thoughts. Then it hit him with the snap of his fingers he was at the cafe filled with confidence, he walked in surprise to see that Karen is now working here.
“Oh hey Karen, can I talk to SMG3?” without looking at him she points to the back room, he thanks her before walking to the back. There he saw Three annoyed as he drew on a piece of paper “SMG3!” startled the man chucks the sketch book at Four. “Wha!? SMG4 what the hell are you doing here?” Four picks up the items that were thrown at him and hands it back to Three.
“I was wondering…how the employee situation is going?” He gave himself a mental high five for bringing up the topic as casually as he could. SMG3 rolls his eyes then stands up from the couch “What's it to you scrub?”
“Is it bad to check on a friendly rival?” he lets out an awkward smile that only earns him a glare from the other man. After a few moments of silence he responds “ugh If you must know I don't have a waiter, the one that should be here quit. Is that all? I'm busy unlike you.”
SMG3 starts walking to the front, in a panic to not lose his chance at getting the job he grabs Three’s hand and pulls him. Surprised by the grab Three loses balance, noticing this Four wraps his other arm around Three’s waist pulling him extremely close. Seeing how close they are, SMG3's face gets bright red while Four looks right into Three’s eyes. “I can be your waiter until you find a better one.”
SMG3 panics and pushes Four away “GET AWAY BAKA!” SMG4 frowns at the reaction, not realizing the reason for Three’s outburst. With a sigh thinking he was just rejected he starts to walk away, seeing the man walk away Three speaks up “That wasn't a rejection dumbass, you just startled me. You can work here, but I have you know while you work here you are my underling. Got that?”
SMG4 lights up and shakes Three’s hand “You got it boss!” sure he wasn't a fan of being called underling but that's better than losing the castle. He gets told to come in later tonight leaving Four in a great mood as he leaves the cafe while SMG3 was busy trying to calm his rapid beating heart. Was Three the only one that noticed how close they were, was he over thinking about the distance? He sighs, throwing himself on the couch.
He looks over to his sketchbook, staring at the doodle, his eyes go wide turning to a fresh page then starts to draw. He pictured SMG4 wearing different designs till he finally hit the perfect one, looking proud of his work he took a picture and sent it to Four. It was strange how hard it was to come up with a design for a waiters uniform till he gave Four the job, picturing SMG4 in the uniform he put together made his heart skip a beat. He rolls his eyes getting up from the couch, he needs to stop thinking about the idiot and get back to work.
He walks to the front, seeing how there weren't many people in at the moment he turns to Karen “So i finally came up with a uniform, when you can come in your best purple shirt and black jeans.”
“Alright,” she casually lets out, distracted by something. Three turns to see Eggdog in a cute pink hat, he turns to Karen who had a soft smile watching the pup dance around in joy with the hat. SMG3 let his own smile slip out and started taking pictures excitedly “Aw who's a cute Eggdog! You are!”
SMG4 made it home and did a dance in celebration, now that he had this job the castle was saved. He feels his phone vibrate, taking it out he gasps seeing the uniform. He never knew that SMG3 had an artistic side to him, he smiles looking at the drawing only to frown “Glow in the dark material?” everything about the uniform he loved but he was unsure having parts of the uniform glowing in the dark would work for a cafe. He put his phone away deciding he would bring the topic up with Three later. Walking into his room he sees Beeg SMG4 stacking cards, he approaches his son with a smile “Hey Beeg are you up for a play date with Eggdog?” sure Beeg was used to being alone in the castle when he and the others got into wild adventures but this was different.
He just didn't have the heart to just leave the little one alone while he worked, plus with Karen working at the cafe knowing how she is with kids he knows Beeg would be okay. Beeg turns to face his father “Eugh!” Four smiles at the response “Perfect! Now let's get you all cleaned up for it!” hearing the word clean put Beeg in a panic as he dash towards the door. Four hit a switch where the door sealed itself shut “Come on it won't be so bad, you can get any treat you want at the cafe!”
A few hours passed, SMG3 blinked seeing Beeg walking in with an exhausted SMG4. “Hey boss…im here,” Eggdog runs up to Beeg excited to have his friend over while Three walks up to Four with concern “The hell happen to you?”
SMG4 sighs pointing to Beeg “I wanted to clean Beeg SMG4 before coming over, he can be a bit of a trouble maker.” Three crosses his arms “A bit? I remember the last time he took out a rocket launcher to avoid bath time.”
Four glares at Three “And i remember someone not saving me from almost drowning in the tub.”
SMG3 scoffs at the comment “It was Eggdog’s bath time, what happens to you isn't my problem.”
Noticing that the topic wasnt work friendly, Three decides to change the subject. He takes out the sketch pad excitedly and shows the uniform “Now underling let's get to the topic at hand I'm sure you got my text, but starting tomorrow this will be your uniform from now on.” He smirks showing off the skates he got for Four, SMG4 takes the sketch in awe of the skates before he frowns. Seeing Four frown after being so excited surprised him, the man turned to him “Uh SMG3…don't you think glow in the dark stuff is i don't know kiddish?”
SMG3 eye twitched hearing the comment “Kiddish? Are you kidding me, plenty of adults use things that glow, not to mention there are artists that use it as their style to tell a story! Can't believe I'm hearing this from a man that uses heelys!” Four blushes trying to hide his embarrassment by lowering his hat.
Four mumbles out an apology in hopes that Three would calm down since his anger over the topic had turned some heads in the cafe. SMG3 turns noticing people looking and sighs, he walks to the back room where he waves Four over. Three points to the rack of aprons, with a nod Four puts it on then removes his hat. SMG3 couldn’t stop himself from staring at Four without a hat, it felt off for Three.
With his hair now tied up SMG4 then turns and smiles brightly at Three “Ready to work boss!”
SMG3 watches as Four leaves the room before he takes out his notebook “Dear Diary, today i learned that SMG4 has a dangerous smile.” with him finishing his thoughts he puts his notebook away before joining the others in the front. He takes Karen’s place and starts taking orders while also watching SMG4 work, something felt off the more he pictured the uniform on the man. Then a light bulb turns on in his head, making sure no more orders are needed to be taken. He goes on his phone looking for a hat, after so many years knowing the man seeing him without some kind of hat felt off.
He sighs seeing all the selections for hats, none of them fit SMG4 at all. He looks up at the man who was currently handing someone a bomb package and starts to doodle him. He wasn't the best at drawing other people but that wasn't important for him at the moment, something in him just needed to draw the man.
He starts to blush as he gets more into the drawing. His annoying blue eyes that Three swears can see through him, the dumb smile he has that is so bright SMG3 is sure it can light a room. As he finishes his drawing he mumbles to himself “He has such a stupid face..”
“Who has a stupid face?” Meggy says as she walks up to Three, he screams, shutting the notebook and glares at her. He must have lost himself since he didn't notice the group of people that just walked in “Uh er just an annoying customer, so what are you having?”
Tari walks up looking at the list of drinks “Uh plutonium frappe sounds interesting!” SMG3 nods, writing it down then looks at Meggy “The usual?” she nods at him as she walks with Tari to get a table. SMG4 smiles seeing his friends and slides up to them “Hey guys!”
Meggy giggles seeing Four “SMG3 needs help again? At this rate you might end up working here full time!” Four nods agreeing with his friend as he shows the drawing of his uniform “Actually you're looking at SMG3’s Coffee n Bombs full time waiter!” Tari’s eyes light up in excitement seeing the uniform. His two friends congratulated him, it made him feel extremely happy then his guilt hit him. He felt bad not telling them the real reason he is working, “Hey underling the drinks are ready!” Hearing Three he turns and gets back to work ignoring the guilt.
With the shift done and the cafe closed, SMG3 watches as Four walks home carrying Beeg. Seeing that no one was around he slips on a baggy sweater and sneaks out. He was on a mission to head to the crafts store in town before they closed, looking at the doodle he did earlier of Four made him realize something. If you can't find what you're looking for then just make it yourself, he walks into the store looking around hoping there are no familiar faces around as he looks around.
Pleased with his selection he bought his items and sneaked his way back home. Eggdog runs up to him welcoming him home, he smiles softly picking the pup up “Hey now you should be sleeping, come on let's tuck you in.” He gently places Eggdog in his bed and gives the pup a small kiss on his head, seeing the pup fall asleep he removes his hat and throws it on his bed. Fixing his bun, he takes out the items he bought and sits at his desk with a sewing machine. “He’s gonna love this..no he will love this.” As everyone in the crew sleep soundly SMG3 stayed up late into the night crafting the perfect hat for his underling.
#smg34#smg3#smg4#smg43#smg34 fanfiction#shygirl4991#smg4 smg3#lizaluv#love confessions#first kiss#comedy#idiots in love#slow burn#cafe au#smg3 coffee n bombs#fluff
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“I plunge to my death” Percy Jackson Au
Ok first, if you somehow came up with this exact thing already, i wouldn’t know, I don’t even follow the Percy Jackson tag yet, but just tell me and I’ll take it down or tag it as an alt universe of your au and credit it, but I have like three other ones I’ll be posting so we’ll see.
- This au is connected to both the tv show and the book because I like what both did in terms of the arch episode.
- This mostly goes how the tv show episode goes, Percy gets poisoned, they get to the top of the arch, he sacrifices himself. But this time, he does pray to his dad as he falls over 100 ft to his death.
- His dad doesn’t answer. He’s the one who somehow last second, controls the water to save himself. He sinks to the bottom of the lake and gets stuck. He feels the poison and his wounds get slightly better.
-In this au, the nereid doesn’t actually help him get out of the water, because in this version it’s inspired by how in the books, when he left the water the wounds came back. If he leaves the lake, he could die.
- So he stays stuck there for almost three days while the nereids bring him seaweed and shit to eat, but eventually he gets sick of it.
- he learns that Poseidon didn’t really want him to leave, at least not yet, mainly because he knew if he left he would continue to be chased by monsters or die in some way and believed a war would come either way. Basically, if the Poseidon that said “heroes always end badly, I regret getting your mom pregnant” actually did something about it
- but of course, he can’t keep Perseus ‘I don’t listen to anybody but myself’ Jackson down in a lake without him going a lil crazy and he breaks the root holding him down and swims to shore, but the poison instantly kicks back in, and gets back in the water
- his father gifts him a hydrai (a large vase/urn basically that carry’s water) that holds basically a portal to the ocean in it. GUYS LISTEN, I HEARD THIS MYTH SOMEWHERE BUT WHEN I TRIED TO FIND THE SOURCE IT DISAPPEARED. I was positive I heard that there was a vase that held the ocean in it somewhere so just take my word 😭
- the mist makes it look like a water bottle with no label 😭💀💀💀
- Percy accepts the gift because he wants to get out of there, but he suddenly does not have a very good idea of the gods or specifically his father. I don’t think the nereid actually told him that his father really did care, at least a little bit, all he saw it as was his dad not thinking he would succeed/ he saw it as Zeus turning Thalia into a tree because he didn’t want to idk disprespect the other gods? Cause it was easier than defending her? That’s how Percy sees it anyways
- Meanwhile, Grover and annabeth are convinced he died. They looked and called for him, but there was no proof of his survival, so instead annabeth took his place in a lot of missions to fulfill the quest cause she’s a girl boss like that.
- I think her main theory of what happened to him is straight up “I saw him fall and didn’t see him land, so maybe he turned into the lake or a tree or something too” 💀😭
- anyways Percy gets chased by another monster but has no more fucks to give. He’s scary. He’s pale, has dark eyes and a taste for vengeance.
- he tries to find annabeth and Grover but they’re pretty ahead of him.
- my main idea is that they meet again in the underworld with hades and they are little wary honestly.
- also omg I didn’t think of this before but what if they thought, hey, he’s in the underworld, guess he did die 💀.
-But anyways what I thought would happen was annabeth and Grover get there first and annabeth has the backpack with the bolt in it. Hades asks if they wanted a trade and that’s why they came. He bluffs and tells them if they give him the bolt and the helmet he’d let go Percy’s mom or “bring back” percy. (Hades knows percy is not dead and is kinda pissed that Percy is constantly on the edge of death but making it because of his dad technically, and he can’t take him to punishment field or whatever he calls it idk)
- I think annabeth chooses percy and is about to give the bag over, but realizes he was tricked and he was never dead. But idk. There are so many diff ways this could go and I’d love to hear how you guys would write it. I’d love some reblog a that add to this idea.
Also I need unhinged percy content
(Sorry if the art or wording is bad, it’s late and I’m tired)
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notes: hannah tries her best to send taeyong off to the navy. (dialogue written in italics are spoken in english)
setting: jeju international airport, 240415
wc: 1,175
content warning: taeyong’s enlistment
“You good, Hans?”
Mark’s voice pulled Hannah back down to earth. As soon as he sat down next to her, she leaned into his side and glanced at Donghyuck, who stood a few steps away on the phone with Taeyong. She was the last of the three of them who’d be on the phone with him since they decided to go by age.
She groaned while pulling her hat down by the visor. Next to her, Mark was shuffling in his seat until he had his arm around her, lightly patting her shoulder.
“This isn’t fair,” she ran her hand down her face. “Is it so hard to say no to even just one event so we could have all come home yesterday?”
She could feel the 99-liner squeeze her shoulder, “You know how it is, Hans. Hyung knows, too.”
“We tried so hard,” she slumps further into his side, “and we don’t even get a glimpse of him in real life before he leaves!”
The two of them could only sit in silence after that. The three 127 maknaes had taken it upon themselves to rearrange their schedule in order to reach their leader’s send off, but they were beat.
That’s how they found themselves in Jeju.
The stress of trying to make it in time was something she didn’t think she’d ever go through. Months ago when their leader first told them he was enlisting, she thought she’d be right there with the rest of 127 (and maybe all of NCT) to send their leader off.
She didn’t expect to look at their managers’ itinerary only to find they wouldn’t even be in Korea on the day of.
“Hyung wants to know why his princess is pouting.”
“I’m not pouting,” Hannah looked up to glare at Donghyuck until she realized who was on the small screen looking at her. “Oppa!”
The older 00-liner snickered while handing her the phone and placing the bluetooth headphones over her ears. In her excitement to stand up, she elbowed Mark in the ribs.
“I gotta take this,” she jogged over to the isolated corner for a semblance of privacy then looked at the smiling man on the screen. “Boss! How are you? Are the oppas treating you okay? Did you get my present? Have you met any other people you’re entering with?”
“Calm down, Haeeunie,” Taeyong chuckled, “breathe. I’m alright, missing you kids. Everyone’s treating me the same, I haven’t really met anyone yet, and what present?”
A grin made its way to her face, “I snuck something into your backpack last week when I helped you pack some stuff.”
“I’m looking forward to it,” he smiled at her.
Seeing him smile pulled at something in her chest. She squeezed her eyes shut, slipping her sunglasses on. She did not want to cry in front of Taeyong, but it felt impossible to do. She went for the second best option: not letting him see.
“Hey,” Taeyong held his phone closer to his face so she could only see one of his eyes on the screen, “I want to see your face before I go.”
That did it. A tear escaped.
“Oh,” she sighed while taking off her hat and moving her sunglasses up her head to hold her hair back, “I hate that we’re not there with you!”
He gave her a sad smile once he held his phone at a normal angle again, “Don’t worry about it. We know how hard you three worked to get here, and I love you for it. You did everything you could, and that’s what matters, alright?”
“Alright,” her voice came out as a whisper. “I’m really sorry, Oppa.”
“Nothing to be sorry about, Haeeunie,” he reassured her. “I promise. And you know I don’t take my promises lightly, especially not with you.”
She bit her lip, nodding instead of talking. Talking would just make her cry harder. But Taeyong wasn’t done talking.
“You know what?” His tone brightened, “I’m going to make you another promise right now. After basic training, when I get my phone back, you’ll be the first person I call after my mom and my sister. Sound good?”
“Sounds great,” to her luck, her voice didn’t shake, “and I’ll have Hyuck and Markie with me.”
“Good, good,” Taeyong nodded.
Hannah smiled, “And you bet I’ll drop any schedule I have then and there and drag those two with me so we can talk to you.”
“Unfortunately, I don’t expect any less.”
“Unfortunately?”
“As your leader,” he shrugged with a mischievous smirk, “but, as one of your big brothers, I say have at it, Boss Lady.”
Laughs slipped past her lips, in time with his. “You better look out, oppa, because I’m planning on doing something to anger the company for not having the balls to reschedule or say no to one event.”
He grinned at her, “Can’t wait for you to tell me all about it. Don’t give your oppas too much grief.”
She was about to retort when a muffled voice caught Taeyong’s attention. His frown told her all she needed to know.
“How much time you got there?” she asked him.
“Not a lot,” he admitted, “but I’m gonna tell you what I need you to hear right now before I leave, okay?”
“Okay.”
“First of all,” he began, “it’s not your fault, okay? We can put the blame on the weather. Second, I miss you, and I’m going to miss you, but this’ll pass and either you’ll be able to visit me or I can go on leave. Watch over the boys, you know most of our brain cells rest in you. But also don’t forget to allow them to take care of you. I love you, Haeeunie, a lot.”
“I love you, too, Oppa,” she smiled at him, wiping away the tears that were starting to fall. “You stay safe. Don’t get sick, don’t get hurt.”
“I’ll try my best,” he nodded, “now go and get the other two with you so I can say bye to all of you!”
With a nod, she walked back to the two boys with her, sitting on Donghyuck’s lap and throwing her legs over Mark’s. She handed the phone to Mark, who turned the bluetooth off.
“You kids take care of each other,” Taeyong began with a smile. “I’ll see you when I see you. It won’t be too long.”
The three 127 maknaes said their goodbyes and watched as Taeyong clicked out of the call. They sat in silence for a few seconds, staring at the black screen.
That was it.
That was them sending their leader off. That was the first time they were sending off one of their big brothers, and this was how it ended.
“This isn’t fair,” she muttered, leaning her head on Donghyuck’s shoulder.
Her twin flame sighed, “It really isn’t.”
“It’ll be okay,” Mark gave her knee a squeeze. “Hyung knows we love him and that we’d do anything to be with him right know. He’ll be okay.”
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Feral Instincts Ch.20
Pairing: The Rogue’s Gallery (Geralt, Syverson, Mike, August Walker, Walter Marshall) x Stephanie Daniels (OFC)
WC 1651
Warnings: Some racy bits in the beginning, but nothing overly explicit. Recalling prior domestic violence
Sy had been a man of his word and she had woken a few hours later to Walter's fingers moving between her legs as Sy eased into her. They took turns with her until all three of them were spent, collapsing into an exhausted pile and going back to sleep. Her alarm went off to start getting ready for work and she stayed awake only so long as to call out before falling back asleep with Walter's arms around her.
August and Geralt had been equally as insatiable and she lost count of how many orgasms they pulled from her. Good thing she couldn't have kids anymore, or there definitely would have been a bun in the oven after this, possibly more than one. They always made sure she was prepared for them, always made sure she came first, taking care of her needs before their own.
She lay on the couch, scrolling through her phone when the text came through from her supervisor.
Got the email that you called out. Can you walk at all?
She paused before typing out the reply.
No and shut up.
LOL yeah Alphas are like that on the full moon, especially with their Mates.
And I got four testosterone disasters keeping me occupied.
Wait…four?
Technically five, but Mike isn't an Alpha. He's back at the apartment, I spent it with the others.
But you have four Mates? The only wolves I've heard of having multiple Mates are female Alphas.
Heather. I am a female Alpha.
It took about half a second after hitting send before her name came up on caller ID.
"You're what?!" Heather exclaimed before Stephanie had the opportunity to say hi.
"I'm a female Alpha." She repeated.
"I mean, we were notified that you took over the pack occupying your apartment building and the one next door, but we figured you were just a proxy for one of the others." She said, "It's not uncommon for an Alpha to take over a territory and assign a proxy to run it if they can't be there in person. We all figured you were a Beta as they tend to be the proxy."
"No, Heather, I'm not a Beta. Mike is the Beta, he's my Beta. I'm his Alpha." Stephanie said.
"Shit." She said and sighed, "I honestly shouldn't be surprised, actually, just based on how you were before getting infected. Stubborn with a problem with authority figures. Makes sense, you are an authority figure."
"Yeah, they thought I was going to be an Omega before my first shift." She said and Heather gave a heavy snort on the other end of the line.
"You? An Omega?" She said, "I can sort of see how, but not hardly."
"They weren't feeling the protection fuzzy-wuzzies because I was an Omega…"
"They were feeling it because you're their Mate."
"Apparently."
"Well, shit. I'm gonna have to tell my Alpha that we were wrong." Heather said. “Knowing him, he’s going to want to schedule a get together. Does it with all the packs with territories touching his, foster good relations and all that. The previous Alpha of your territory basically told him to fuck off when he extended the offer.”
“I’ll talk to the others, but I don’t see why we wouldn’t show up.” Stephanie said, “Based on the number of people in my pack, I would say maybe a cookout at the park? There’s kids and I wouldn’t want them cooped up while the boring adults do boring adult things.”
“Sounds like a great idea, actually.” Heather said, “Weather has been nice, bring out the grills for food and games for the pups. I’ll pitch it and let you know what he says.” Stephanie covered the phone with her hand, pulling it away from her ear.
“Hey, Sy!” She called out.
“Yeah, doll?” He called back.
“How do you feel about a cook out with my boss’ pack? Our territory touches his.”
“Sounds like a fun time. We can have it here, lottsa room.”
“Thinking more about the park? Neutral ground and all that.”
“Yeah, that makes better sense. Don’t need him goin’ on the defensive straight away.” Sy said and she pulled her hand away, putting the phone back to her ear.
“He says it’s cool.” She said, “Still have to talk to the others, but again, I don’t see why they would have an issue with it.”
“Awesome! I’ll let him know and we’ll coordinate a day and time.” Heather said, “Is it okay if I give him your number? I’ll text you his so it’s not a mystery.”
“Go for it.” She said and a familiar feeling crawled over her mind right before she was jumped on, the wind being knocked out of her lungs. “Jesus!”
“What?”
“I just got ambushed by a buck fifty of wiggling Beta. I’ll talk to you later.” She wheezed and hung up, letting the phone fall to the floor as Mike squirmed in excitement, his wolf jet black and leaner than the others. He licked at her face excitedly, letting out happy whines as he scrabbled on top of her. “Mike! Cool it! You’re gonna break something! That something being me!” He finally settled, laying belly up between her and the couch, paws tucked against his chest. She held him, pressing kisses to his head and blew a raspberry at him when he licked at her face again. The fur under her hand turned to skin and he moved on top of her, looking down at her with a wide smile.
“Hi, sweetcheeks!” He said and she snorted, pulling him down into a kiss. He giggled against her lips, his hands going to her waist and pushing up her shirt. "Missed you."
"Apparently."
"Walter came and got me." He said and kissed her again, pushing his hands up her shirt to palm her breasts through her lounge bra, squeezing gently. He shuddered as she ran her fingers through his hair, but halted when he saw the wounds on her wrists from the silver chain. They were healing, but still ugly, the skin mottled and blistered. "Steph…"
"Hey, it's okay."
"It almost wasn't."
"But it is. I'm here, right now, with you." She said and he laid his head on her chest, his hands going to her waist. She held him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pressing her lips to his hair.
"I almost lost you."
"But you didn't."
"If I hadn't--"
"Stop. No "what-ifs", okay?" She said and he was quiet.
"Okay." He said finally, nodding against her.
"Stephanie." Geralt said, coming into the living room. "Mike."
"Sup." He said, waving at him with a couple fingers before settling again.
"What's up?" Stephanie asked.
"I need to ask you about Lewis." He said and she went quiet.
"What about him?" She asked finally.
"How long were you two together?" He asked, folding his arms over his chest.
"Almost two years." She said.
"And in that time you never suspected anything was wrong with him?" He asked and she went quiet again, only this silence held weight. "Sweetheart?"
"He always apologized." She said and Mike picked his head up to look at her. "Yeah, I know how that sounds, but it's true. He told me he loved me so much it made him crazy. We would fight, he would hit me, and then he would apologize saying his love for me made him unable to control himself."
"You knew he was a wolf." Geralt said and she nodded.
"He was open about it from the beginning." She said, "He would keep me locked up in my apartment for days at a time, telling me he was doing it to protect me from the other wolves in the area. I finally had enough and I told him we were over, we were done."
"And he suggested a camping trip." Mike said and she snorted.
"Not right away. I think he knew if he did I wouldn't have gone with him. Girl breaks up with an abusive boyfriend and agrees to be alone with him out in the middle of nowhere? Yeah, she's never being seen alive again. He begged me to reconsider, said he would do better, he would try to control himself better. Just give him another chance. As if I didn't already give him more than enough chances."
"It was bullshit, wasn't it?" Geralt asked.
"Actually, no. He did change. At least, he appeared to. He started being nicer, more attentive, he'd diffuse arguments before they started, let me see my friends again. He was a whole new Jordan." Stephanie said, "Six months later and then he suggested the camping trip. Just the two of us. It'd be nice, romantic, good to get away from everyone and everything." She stopped with a shrug, "You know the rest." Sy and Walter had frozen in the kitchen while they had listened to her talk, August halting at the top of the stairs. "I don't know if he planned on killing me, or if he was always planning on infecting me as another way to control me. I suppose it doesn't matter."
"And when we find him," Geralt said, his eyes hard, "He won't be hurting you or anyone else ever again."
"Tripped and exploded on impact." She said with a small laugh, recalling when Sy had said it. "August told me the Pack Council wants him alive."
"The Pack Council won't be there." August said, stepping onto the landing at the bottom of the stairs. "I was going to kill him just for using silver on you, but now…" He stopped with a low growl, "I'm going to take my time with him."
"Get in line." Geralt said through his teeth that had gone sharp.
“I’ll make popcorn.” Mike said and she snorted with a smile, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.
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1 - First Name Basis
Part 2
Feisty Coffee Girl
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Seattle is known for one thing: tons of rain and anyone who comes here always complains about it. Now that's not to say that those who have lived here their whole life don't get annoyed by it too. Nobody likes walking in the rain. Most find enjoyment in it because it means you get to stay in bed all day or you're a farmer and your crops desperately need some water. Anyway to the point of my ranting of rain is that I would find enjoyment in it on a particular morning. The morning I met the particular surgeon who would change my whole life forever….
The morning started out like any other; the news reported a heavy chance of rain. Jumping out of bed I missed my alarm and one of my friends who was supposed to babysit today was running late. Holding my phone up to my ear I was running around like a mad woman. “Caroline, please hurry. I need you to please be here.”
“I'm coming up the stairs now. I got stuck in traffic. Why is today so important exactly?” My best friend from home who I had moved with here asked me.
My sister Izzie and I grew up in a trailer park in Chehalis, Washington. Our mother basically raised us on our own until Izzie told her she wanted to go to medical school. Our mother spent up the money that we had saved for this to some psychics she went to see. I didn’t really understand why she needed the appointments but I could assume it was because both her daughters got pregnant young. Yet only one of us kept the baby….and I was the one who did it. “It is important because my boss said I would be getting my promotion today. The only requirement is that I come in earlier than normal.”
“Okay now I remember. And calm down, I am outside your door.” She knocked on my apartment door three times while I tossed my phone on the coach, heading to open the door letting her inside.
Caroline Brooke, my childhood best friend, smiled at me. Her curly blonde hair falling over her shoulders when she sat down at my kitchen island. “Why don’t use ask your sister to watch Eve?”
“Because she works 40 hr shifts and she’s only just an intern. She can’t afford to miss a day.”
“And apparently neither can you.” Caroline sent me a half glare. “Have you ever thought about giving your mom the spare room so she can watch her?”
Shaking my head I knew she had a good heart but she didn’t grow up around my mother all the time. My mother was happy I kept my baby up until the point when I had started working at the diner near our trailer park and I wouldn’t give her my money that I had earned. “Caroline, I love you. But my mother only cares about herself nowadays.”
“Sorry," I asked. Hey uh we should probably get Eve to school soon.” She clasped her hands together in her lap.
Looking back over my shoulder to the clock I saw it was almost 9:30 and I needed to be at work before 10:15am. Sliding on my feet I went down the short hallway to my daughter’s room creaking it open. “Everly, we need to get going. Caroline is here to take you to school.”
“Okay, mommy.” Everly came out wearing an orange sweatshirt with an orange on the front and some blue jeans and tennis shoes. She ran past me hugging my best friend sweetly. “Caroline!”
Grabbing my bag by the front door I slipped on my brown boots. I had put on my black leggings and a long green sweater that was required for our uniforms at the coffee shop. Caroline walked towards the door with me and so the three of us headed downstairs. Entering the store my boss Mandy came around the back corner. “Stevens, I need you to work the orders for a few hours until our meeting.”
“I'm on it, boss.” I called her from the back room. This had become our busy morning with the heavy rain everyone wanted a warm drink to fight off the cold. Scrambling around with a tray of coffee I handed them to each one in line who had already prepaid.
I heard someone call my name to head back to the front cash register. “Y/n! Somebody’s at the register waiting.” Della, my work friend came around the corner throwing her brunette curly hair in a ponytail switching jobs with me.
Moving back to the register seeing a guy with green eyes and brown hair. He also had a good scruff going on his chin. “Well now my day just got a whole lot better. You’re the first beautiful thing I have found in this city since I flew in last night.”
“Oh wow. I was not expecting this to start my morning off. Uh what can I get you?” I chuckled, tucking some loose hair behind my ear avoiding his gaze.
The stranger sent me a smile. “A bone dry cappuccino. Unless you have any other recommendations.”
“I’ve had the blueberry scones here and they are pretty good.” I tilted my head to the side.
The stranger reached into his jacket pocket. “I’ll take one of those too.”
“That’ll be $8. 05.” I finally lifted my gaze up to his. Blinking my eyes I just stood there for a second as he handed me some cash and I saw it was a twenty dollar bill. “Uh this is too much. I’ll give you change back.”
The stranger sent me a smirk shaking his head no. “You can keep the change, little blonde.”
“The names Y/n for your information since you didn’t choose to read my name tag.” I rolled my eyes at him, slightly turning around to make his coffee. Pouring the different liquids in a cup focused on my task until he spoke up again.
“My name's Mark. Mark Sloan even though you didn’t bother to ask me. “
Putting the lid on the cup I faced him once more sliding the cup to him. Opening the food case I slid the blueberry scone in a paper bag and handed it to him too. “Ah first name basis already. Next thing I know you’ll be asking me out on a date for just giving you your coffee.”
“I mean I am a lot of fun on a date. I could be down if you’re interested, especially for a night in bed.” Mark smirked at me, raising his coffee cup up and taking a long drink.
My face heated up quickly at the way he just blurted that out in public. I haven’t dated anyone since I had gotten pregnant back when I was thirteen. Izzie would get pregnant two years later. I felt it had become too hard to date or all awkward with me having a young kid. “Oh I don’t know about that. I am not great with dates.”
“You seem like you’d be pretty fun to me.” Mark chuckled, picking up his paper bag. He reached across the table writing down something on one of the comment cards we had near the register. He holds out the note in front of me.
I knitted my brows together confused at what he was holding out towards me. “What’s that for you already paid me?”
“It has my phone number on it. If you’re interested you should call me later.” Mark offers still waiting for me to take it from his hand.
I paused briefly just staring into his eyes. He was obviously attractive there was no doubt there. Della rounded the corner tapping me on the shoulder. “Y/n, our boss wants to see us in the back.”
“You seriously think I am going to go on a date with a stranger?” I ignored Della standing there.
Mark kept his gaze focused on mine. “We’re on a first name basis, Y/n. We wouldn’t be strangers if you take me up on my offer right now or sometime later.”
“Y/n?” Della called my name again.
I didn’t turn my head away when I lifted my right hand taking the note out of his hand smiling before Della was tugging me away from him by my forearm. “I’ll think about it. I…I’m coming. Hey I’m coming - I’ll think about it, Mark.”
“I’ll be waiting for your call, little feisty blonde.” Mark chuckled watching me and my coworker going around the corner and he found himself wanting to see you again the next day.
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Being Seeley Booth's Best friend Headcanons:
Paring: Seeley Booth x Platonic!Reader, reader x Lance Sweets
Summary: headcanons on what it's like to have Seeley Booth as your Person(greys fans know what I mean)
1.8) “not all soul mates are lovers”
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To the unknown or to strangers that see you on the street, might think your a couple. Sure your touchy with each other but your both strictly best friends and it's all Platonic.
Your Hodgins little cousin if your wondering, but your the first one at the jeffersonian Booth really clicked with.
You guys kinda became an unlike duo and people knew he was basically your body guard.
Like I said before you guys are close, so that means your arms might be linked sometime, you'll eat or drink after each other... You guys are just really comfortable with each other.
At time you do think you guys might be too close, like your afraid it might screw up your actual relationships.
“you think our friendship bothers Bones and Lance?” you asked.
“it doesn't bother Bones... She told me she'd figured if we we're attracted to each other we'd already be together”
You guys have been friends longer than you guys been in your romantic relationships, so Lance nor Temperance has an actual problem.
Lance might get jealous at times, like he might think Seeley is more attractive or he'll think you guys would make a better couple. You'll make sure to get those thoughts out of his head and you make sure Lance knows he's the only guy for you.
Lance knows your friendship is strictly Platonic, hell Seeley even helped you guys admit your feelings for one another.
The thought of you guys being more than friends grosses you guys out. You guys maybe comfortable with each other and might have shared a bed, but the thought of having sex disterbs the both of you.
“ew... She's literally like a sister to me!”
If you have a problem and you can't tell Lance you go to Seeley, you know he'll never judge you.
The feeling is mutual, he'll go to you if he has to vent about the army, work, or if he needs advice on how to deal with Temperance.
You are now the soul keeper of his dog tags, you wear them for good luck.
You guys say many things to show your affection, some loving and some inappropriate(you know its all love tho). You say things like, “love ya”, “suck it”, “hey, loser”, “shut it bitch”
Of course you usually call him 'bitch'. He knows it's a joke but he can't bring himself to call you that back.
His brother having the hots for you, but he actually really creeps you out. Before you started dating Lance his brother would hit on you when he visited DC, you told Seely about it and he got his brother to back off.
Nicknames are all over the the place, but your favorite one for him is 'bub'. He calls your 'shorty' or 'kid'.
Since your a 'squint' you say words he doesn't understand and sometimes he tries to talk like you a fails. “I need a.. What do you call it, I swabie thing”
“a what?” you asked as he digged through your drawers in the Lab.
He sighs. “come on, I have to figure out what you say everyday and you can't figure out 'swabie thing'?”
Some people do question your relationship and even try to get you guys to turn on each other or even try to tamper with your romantic relationship(*cough* Daisy *cough*)
“he's my person,”
He's very protective of you... Sometimes it gets annoying but you know he means we'll.
“if you ever touch her again, I WILL kill you!”
You guys do have fights, it's rare but if it happens it gets really heated. The fights are mostly about your guys stupidity at work.
“you could have died! You realize that?” he shouted.
“your not the boss of me! Your not my father!”
“well, if I was you wouldn't be this stupid!” he'll regret it immediately. If there was one thing he never want you to think is that your stupid.
He knows your knowledge is an insecurity. You feel like your not as smart as the others, so Seeley is always there to hype you up and remind you of the big brain you have.
Most of the time you guys will immediately make up. He'll pull you into a massive hug and tell you he's sorry over and over.
Speaking of hugs, he gives the best bear hugs. His hug make you feel extremely safe.
Being each other's best man/woman at your guys weddings.
You are the designated babysitter for both Parker and Christine. They both call you 'Aunty y/n'
Him and Temperance babyset your Kids when ever they can.
You guys love blasting music and just jam out in the car or at your apartments.
He's your shoulder to cry on, I think he's the only one aside from Lance that really seen you absolutely lose it.
His grandfather basically adopting you and you call him pops like Seeley dose. Sometime Hank will leave the nursing home just to check in on you and Lance.
You go to alot of crime scenes together, you have the same job as your cousin Hodgins, but if Temperance can't go with him to investigate you'll Tag along.
There's nothing he wouldn't do for you. You, Bones, and christine are his world.
He's got your back and he'll die if it ment protecting you.
Angela once said this about you two: “not all soulmates are lovers”
She's not wrong, your the sister he never had or asked for.
You'll never have a friend like him and you don't plan on getting ride of him anytime soon.
#Seeley Booth x reader#Seeley Booth#Agent booth#Bones#Headcanons#Seeley Booth imagines#Best friends#Lance Sweets#Lance Sweets x reader#Bones headcanons#Temperance Brennan
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Trolls Band Together SPOILER & rant.
Sick and tired of seeing Crimp slander/hater. She might not be my favorite but I would defend her because people(TikToker) hating on her as if she isn't a victim too.
"Why can't she just reported Velvet & Veneer crime?"
She gonna need evidences. We never see her holding her phone. Plus, she is their assistant, not a manager. Maybe Velvet & Veneer make a contract or threatening Crimp to never reveal the secrets or else they'll do something horrible to her.
"Why can't she quit and get a new job?"
You really think it's that easy to find a job? I know we're talking about kid show rn but come on. She probably did want to quit but can't because she too scared to face her abusive/spoiled brat boss. Remember when Poppy, Branch and Tiny Diamond first met Crimp (with Rhonda) in the closet? After Poppy said she seem like she need a hug, she immediately hug her. GIRL HAVE BEEN GONE THROUGH TOO MUCH!
"She could've have just save Floyd."
Agree but how? Reminder, she is like, twice or thrice the size of trolls. Meanwhile, Velvet and Veneer are gigantic spaghetti doll. How many times does Velvet or Veneer told her to stand in the corner OR throw her in the closet? Do they verbally abused Crimp too? Yup. No wonder she is scared, have no support neither have the courage to fight/talk back. The only time she fought back are by turning off the mic, which is small but hey she did it! She fought back!
"She is so annoying!"
If that your personal opinion, I don't mind. But do not include her as the antagonist.
"She created that shoulder pad thingy. She is the real killer!"
Bruuuhhhhh, are you watching the movie with your eyes closed? Yk, even listening to audio you can already guess what happened.
Crimp: you tricked me to create that shoulder pad stuff so you can easily suck Floyd's talent? Especially during performing???
Velvet: it's called lying. DEAL WITH ME!
Not the really correct dialogue from the movie but this is basically how it went.
"Crimp should've got arrested too because she is Velvet & Veneer's assistant."
Well, I don't know how to elaborate this. She might would get arrested for being bystander, but do not think she is part of the plan(to kidnap troll). She probably has to obey her boss because clearly she, again, doesn't have the courage to fight back.
Ok that's all. If you still hate Crimp, ok. But to blame her for these reasons I wrote here, no your opinion are invalid. Feel free to share your thoughts about this. You can disagree with me. I wrote this just because I saw one or two slander video of Crimp.
I guess I can see why people hating on her because Crimp an adult while both Velvet and Veneer are teenager. But hey, those two are huge while she is a mop-looking-like creature.
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(English isn’t my first language so feel free to correct any mistake you notice)
• Characters: Last Boss, fem!Reader
• Genre: fluff
• Warnings: making out
My Name
Ⱄⱄ. .ⱄⰔ Ⱄⱄ. .ⱄⰔ Ⱄⱄ. .ⱄⰔ Ⱄⱄ. .ⱄⰔ
Your original plan used to be to focus on your survival. You had thought that it would be a good strategy to join The Beach and work together with the other members there. That was until you met him.
Last Boss, that’s what everyone calls him. He is for sure a person you would call a freak back in the old world, but maybe this did wake your interest in him. He has shaved his head bald and his body is full with tattoos that seem to have no meaning at all. Since he is part of the militants, he’s allowed to carry a weapon with him but instead of a gun like all the others usually use, he always has a katana with him.
You feel weirdly drawn to him and even though you have tried to hide it, your interest in him got noticed soon.
„She’s around you again“, Niragi whispered to Last Boss who leaned on his katana. „I bet the next card that she’s into you.“
Last Boss shot an annoyed glance at him, before he looked into your direction. Your eyes met and he quickly looked away again.
„What did I say?“, Niragi cooed, eyeing the way you blushed. „Talk to her before someone else does it.“
„Why should I?“ Last Boss asked annoyed. Usually he and Niragi went along pretty good, under different circumstances he maybe would have even saw him as a friend, but now was one of the times where Niragi was going on his last nerves.
„You can’t tell me that you don’t think she‘s hot.“ Last Boss just shrugged. „It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters.“ Niragi threw his arms in the air and sighed dramatically. „That‘s the point! Just fuck her or whatever you wanna do. You could die any second, literally. Just have some fun as long as you can dude.“
Truth be told, Last Boss actually had you in his sight for quite some time. Something about you caught his eye but he couldn’t really say what exactly.
Again Niragi sighed theatrical and then suddenly walked away. „What are you doing?“ Last Boss asked, even though he exactly know what Niragis plan was. And he definitely wasn’t up to any good. „You basically fuck her with your eyes, if you don’t talk to her, I will. Maybe you get a bit more chill when you finally get some.“
With that Niragi turned around and walked up to you. „Hey! You!“ You looked up, more afraid of his gun than himself. „My friend over there thinks you’re hot but he is a pussy so he won’t ever shoot his shot. You’re coming with me.“
You wanted to reply something but Niragi was already aiming at you, so you swallowed your comment and followed him. As you two approached Last Boss you became a bit slower. You were nervous because it was the first time you would actually be around him. But it seemed that Niragi didn’t like the fact that you walked slower, because he suddenly grabbed your wrist harshly and pushed you into Last Boss‘ direction.
The way Niragi touched you made him see red. He could do that with anyone else but the moment Last Boss saw you he knew that he would chop off every hand that was layed on you. So he pushed Niragi off of you and as he was sure there would be a safe distance between you and his katana he swung his weapon, stopping his motions right un front of Niragis face, blade being incredibly close to his nose.
„Finally“, Niragi laughed not being worried about getting his face cut open. Then he turned around and left.
Needless to say your first real interaction with each other was kind of chaotic, but Niragis plan worked. You two became inseparable over the time and Last Boss was soon more around you than he was around Niragi or the other militants.
And the more time you two spent, the harder he fell for you. It was so obvious too. He threatened anyone who would just look at you, he talked a lot with you and he even let’s you touch him when you two were in private.
Like that one rainy day. You two have just come from a game and decided to just stay inside for the rest of the day.
„I can hang up your hoodie so it can dry“, you suggested and with a simple nod Last Boss agreed to your offer, taking off his hoodie and handing it to you. Together with your sweater you threw the clothes over the shower wall. As you turned around, walking out of the small bathroom, Last Boss already sat down on his bed, katana leaned against the wall.
You sat beside him, smiling as he looked down to you. „You okay?“, he asks, searching for injuries on your torso. „I’m fine“, you reassured him but his eyes continued to scan your breasts and belly. „Do you like what you’re seeing?“, you mocked him with a giggle. Within seconds his face is burning red and he looks away. „I’m sorry“, he mumbles. „I just wanted to make sure-“ He cut himself of as he felt your hand on his cheek, guiding his face back to look at you. „It’s okay“, you cooed. „I think you’re hot too.“
A shocked expression appeared on the mans face and at first he thought he misunderstood. But when your thumb rubbed softly over the tattoos on his cheek, he realized he understood you perfectly fine. „I really like you“, you whispered again. „And I would really like to kiss you right now. May I?“
Your honesty surprised both of you, but damn you just couldn’t hold it to yourself any longer. The way he just looked at you gave you the last little push.
At first he continued to just look at you, speechless, but then he took the lead and pressed a soft kiss on your lips. Then another. And another. And another.
Soon you moved on his lap and took his face in your hands, almost as if you were afraid he could just disappear at any moment. But after ten minutes he was still there, right in front of you, with his hands on your hips and his lips on yours.
Suddenly he mumbled something in the kiss, but you didn’t understand him, to focused on his lips. So you broke the kiss for a second and asked him to repeat himself.
„Takatora Samura“, he whispered again. „My name.“ You breathing stopped. No one knew his name. That was something he kept to himself and himself only. „Takatora Samura“, you repeat quietly. His name tasted just as sweet as his kisses on your lips, which you caught right after you spoke again.
The idea was much better in my head but I hope you liked it anyways <3
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hi! i love your fics so much and always know i can come here when i need some comfort…which i am in need of. i went on a first date yesterday and was told today that he “had another relationship in progress” and with that and job hunting i just keep feeling unwanted. i was wondering if i could request a fic where marcus p comforts his secretly-in-love-with-each-other best friend reader? thank you so much!! 💜💜💜
AN | It’s been a minute since I’ve written some Marcus and…here we are! I hope you all know how wonderful and amazing you are! Enjoy ❤️
Pairing | Marcus Pike x Fem!Reader
Warnings | None
Word Count | 1.9k
Masterlist | PP Characters, Main
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
“Good morning sunshine,” the cup of coffee and bagel that were dropped in front of you on your crowded desk caught you off guard and you almost jumped out of your chair. The warm laugh that met your ears made you feel the slightest bit better, as you looked up and allowed yourself to look at his handsome face, “should I even bother to ask how you are?”
“G’morning,” you mustered up the closest semblance of a smile that you could manage as he just grinned at you. If he thought you were sunshine, he must have been all of the stars combined, “didn’t sleep well last night is all.”
“Oh,” his smile wavered for a moment before he quickly recovered, “I’m sorry to hear that. Maybe you could duck out a little early and get a nap. I’m sure the boss won’t mind.”
“Thanks Marcus,” your face warmed at your boss’ little wink and you had to bite the inside of your cheek to keep from making any sounds, “you’re the best. Best boss and friend.”
“I try,” he took a sip of his own coffee before realization hit him, “hey - your date was last night! How did that go?”
“Umm,” you had been dreading this very moment. You knew he would eventually remember to ask, but you hadn’t planned on volunteering any information. He beat you to the punch. You picked at a bit of your bagel before shrugging lightly, “it went. Fine. Yeah…just fine.”
“Fine?” he parroted, perching himself at the edge of your desk as you just nodded, “doesn’t seem fine. You were excited to go out with him - what happened?”
“Marcus,” you bit your lip and leaned back in your chair before sighing heavily, “he basically told me that he wasn’t looking for anything serious right now. Which is fine enough, we’d never discussed whether it would be serious or casual or whatever. But then he told me that he basically already had another relationship that was just starting and he wanted that to be serious, and then basically said he’d only want to hook up. So, yeah. That was that.”
“Sweetheart, that’s-”
“Surprisingly not the worst date I’ve been on,” you admitted with a bitter laugh before blinking at the stinging in your eyes, “it’s just…it’s my fault for not asking sooner but I feel like that’s something he should have said as well, right? I dunno…it would just be nice to be someone’s first choice for once. It sounds so stupid - and whiney - and I don’t know. It is what it is. I’m sorry for rambling, Marcus. I shouldn’t bother you with my problems like this.”
“It’s not a bother - you are never a bother. And second, I want you to tell me all of this stuff,” he insisted softly, “you’re my…best friend. But for what it’s worth, I’m sorry that happened. I know you were looking forward to that date.”
“Thank you,” you gave his arm a gentle squeeze before pulling yourself back together, “well, that’s another frog that didn’t turn out to be a prince. On to the next one…eventually.”
“Hey,” he seemed nervous suddenly and you looked at him expectantly. It wasn’t like him to be shy and reserved, at least not with you, “w-what are you -”
Before he could say anything further, the phone at your desk began ringing shrilly. He closed his eyes, exhaling sharply as you offered him an apologetic look before moving to grab the call. You moved a small sorry as he just nodded, moving away from your desk, but not before casting a quick glance back at you. You didn’t even notice, already too wrapped up in your call.
“Get it together Pike,” he chastised himself as he made the trek across the floor to his own office. He was sure this was the time he was going to ask you on a date and actually make sure you knew it was a date, and not just friends spending time together. He’d only been trying to do so for the last…four years? Fuck, how had it become four years without him making a move on you? You, the woman that had managed to capture his heart and soul. But now, he realized, he was going to need to make a move or you’d be lost to him forever. Eventually someone was going to come along and treat you right, and he was determined to be the one, “just do it.”
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
You were about halfway through a pint of ice cream, watching your newest trash tv obsession - and thoroughly judging their petty little problems - when a knock came at your apartment door. Tossing the spoon back into the container, you sighed heavily and debated ignoring the knocking. You couldn’t even think of who it would be at this time of evening; you certainly weren’t expecting anyone…
“Coming,” you put on your slippers before trudging to the door, opening it without checking to see who it was. Which, in hindsight, was probably a bad idea, but the thought hadn’t even occurred to you. But your surprise - and delight - there was Marcus on the other side of the door, “hi Marcus. I wasn’t expecting you…please tell me I didn’t forget movie night…”
“No,” he shook his head with a small little huff of laughter, sticking his hands into his pockets nervously. He was still wearing his suit, clearly having worked late and come straight from the office, “I just…wanted to come see you.”
“What’s the matter? Did something happen?” you motioned towards his suit and he shook his head. You reached for his hand and pulled him inside and into the warm, gently shutting the door behind him, “do you want hot chocolate or anything? Coffee? A drink?”
“No, thank you,” he leaned against the counter and you raised your eyebrow at him, “I need to talk to you.”
“Me?” Now it was your turn to be nervous but he eased any worries by shaking his head, “is everything alright, Marcus? You seem…off.”
“You told me about your date,” the reminder caused you to frown but you nodded anyway, “and I hate the fact that it was awful for you. Because you deserve the best - everything. The fact that your date didn’t work out made me happy - not because of your disappointment but because it means…it means I might still have a shot with you.”
“A shot with me?” you looked at him with wide eyes and his cheeks flushed a brilliant red before he gave you a small nod. Your mind was positively reeling at his little confession, and you were sure that you had heard him incorrectly, “what do you mean?”
“You’re going to be the death of me,” his words held no malice as your eyes grew wide and nervous. He seemed to calm down after a few moments as you willed him to say those words you had been desperate to hear for so long. It seemed like a dream come true; never in a million years had you thought that Marcus Pike, not only your best friend but also your boss, would feel that way about you. You’d been harboring a crush on him for what seemed like an eternity now, dreaming that one day he would be your prince among the endless sea of frogs.
“Marcus?”
“I’m in love with you.”
“I…oh, wait. What?” you looked at him in confusion and he laughed, unsure if he should be nervous or happy. He could practically see the gears turning in your head as you tried to make sense of what he’d said, “what do you mean, you’re in love with me? Like…you love me? Do you mean it? I don’t want you to ever say just because."
"I'm not, sweetheart. I mean it -"
"Because I really like you, Marcus. And I'm in love with you. I think I have been for a long time. Probably since we first met. And I've been looking for what I have with you in so many others but nothing has ever come close. That's how I knew-"
"Sweetheart."
"And I've been wanting to ask you out for a long time, but just couldn't do it," you were speaking so rapidly, waving your hands around that you completely missed the way Marcus was watching you with nothing short of pure adoration, "and if this is just some sort of pity thing or you don't really want me, just say it. I don't think I could ever handle being heartbroken by you. Anyone else, I'd live, but never of it was you."
Before you could ramble on any further, Marcus took the chance in your quietness and tenderly put his hand on your cheek before leaning in to brush his lips against yours. That managed to silence you, your nervous rambles cut off and the thoughts swirling around your mind turned into static. Holy fuck. Marcus was really kissing you.
And he was good at it; it felt so right. It felt like you’d been doing this for eons before. It took a few moments before your brain caught up to what was happening, and once it did, you almost pushed him off of you. You made a small sound as you looked at him with wide eyes.
“You kissed me,” you stated the obvious as your glance drifted from his eyes to his lips and back. He looked amused and nodded, “why?”
“I thought it might get you to calm down,” he grinned, “you were rambling. And I wanted you to know that I felt the exact same about you. You’ve been it for me for a long time.”
“Oh,” the corners of your mouth quirked up into a small smile, “oh. I never would have thought that you felt the same. I might have asked you out…or just kept pining after you.”
“We were never just friends, were we?” he gently brushed a few locks of hair out of your face, before stroking his thumb over your cheek, “maybe it just took us a while to get there.”
“Yeah,” you leaned into his touch, marveling at how soft his hand was, “will you do it again?”
“Do what?” he asked as you grew sheepish, worrying your bottom lip, “sweetheart?”
“Will you kiss me again?” your voice was barely above a whisper but he heard you loud and clear.
“Of course,” he nodded, leaning in again so his lips were almost brushing against yours, “I could do that forever.”
“I hope you do, Marcus Pike,” you grinned before kissing him softly, “I hope you do.”
#marcus pike#marcus pike x you#marcus pike x reader#marcus pike x fem!reader#pedro pascal#pedro pascal x you#pedro pascal x reader
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Not Today Mister - Chapter 14
Aizawa x Reader
Warnings: Cursing
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You groaned as you hit your head again with your hand, “I’m so dumb…” You let out, shaking your head as you thought back to what happened yesterday. You couldn’t believe that you could only say those two words to Aizawa.
You texted Aya about what happened a few hours ago and you were still waiting for her to respond. She was on her shift right now, so you didn’t want to call her and bother her.
You sat up as your alarm went off, and you groaned as you got out of bed, looking at the clock. You stopped the alarm and yawned.
“Time to go to work.” You mumbled to yourself as you stretched slightly.
As you got ready for work you threw on an extra sweater because you felt cold today. You wondered if Aizawa was cold or not and if his capture weapon worked as his scarf on days like this. You also wondered how comfortable it was.
Just as you left the floor, your phone started to ring. You grinned slightly, seeing it was Aya.
“Hey Aya!” You spoke up first as you answered the phone. She responded with, “Hey sweetie. How are you?”
“I’m uh, alright I think…stuff happened, and I ran off like a little girl.” You admitted, sighing into the phone.
You started walking down the stairs and you pushed your phone up to your ear with your shoulder as you held onto the railing, going down. You passed one of the students from the separate floor and you waved.
It was Midoriya, you recognized him from his green hair. He gazed at you curiously as you walked by and you shuddered as his stare did not leave you until you finally walked fully out of his sight.
“That was weird.” You voiced up.
“Wait what? Girl, tell me everything!” Aya demanded, laughing as well.
“Oh, so like, basically the plan was working until my boss Nezu walked in and it got awkward and I ran away and then ran into Aizawa and fuck he was so hot – but anyway, he kind of got angry at me and I ran off. Oh, and the reason I said that was weird – some kid stared at me for a long time.”
“Why, just why? Why did he get angry at you, first of all? And why did your boss just show up? Isn’t the campus huge! And he shows up in this tiny room… Suspicious, right? That’s what my spidey senses are telling me.” Aya responded.
You blinked at the reference then giggled, “Quoting old Marvel movies again, are we?” Then you continued, “He got angry cause he thought I thought he was a bad teacher and that all happened because I’m a dumbass that can only scream ‘Excuse me’ around him. And Nezu isn’t suspicious! He’s a great boss and I feel horrible for even lying to him about my feelings for Aizawa. I told him that I’m scared of him, I should’ve just told him the truth.”
“Woah, okay, that was a lot.” Aya noted. “So basically, you screwed up again with Aizawa and now you screwed up with your boss.”
“Yep.” You sighed.
You got out of the building and walked towards the main campus. You walked in and walked towards the janitor closet, unlocking it with one of your keys.
“You fucked up.” Aya spoke up after a bit of silence. You rolled your eyes but nodded in agreement.
“I know… What do I do about it?” You asked, whispering.
“Mm, pretty sure you really can’t do much at this point. But you should talk with Present Mic, he’s the one that helped you set it up right?”
“Right. Uhhh, he is probably so irritated with me right now because I ran off like that. Do you think he hates me now? That’s not good.” You replied.
“Psh, not at all. The guy never hates people, he’s an okay person about that type of stuff, he’ll understand. He’s just too loud.” Aya told you.
“Alright, I should talk to him today.” You responded.
“Yeah, just don’t worry about it so much. Everything’s going to be alright.”
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Aya was right, Hizashi was more confused than angry. In fact, he wasn’t angry at all with you. He was a bit concerned and hoped that you were alright. He heard from Aizawa that you might have been lectured by him in the hallway – and no one enjoys Aizawa’s lectures.
Especially Hizashi, his closest friend.
When he saw you walking past his classroom while he was teaching, his eyes widened and he quickly excused himself from the classroom with a, “I’ll be only a moment, do your work!”
He rushed out of the classroom and chased after you. You were unaware of him, still mopping the floor.
“Y/n! Listener!” He shouted – his voice was already loud as it was, but when he shouted… you winced in shock and pain from your ears and turned around with a jump.
“Oh, hi there…” You manage to get out. Then you felt guilty as you continued to stare at him and your mouth opened, “I’m so sorry about what happened, I shouldn’t have chickened out! It’s just that Nezu was there, and you know what he thinks of relationships between staff members, and I didn’t want to risk it!”
Hizashi blinked once, then twice at you and then he smiled softly. “No, it’s totally fine, I was going to apologize to you for maybe pushing you to do this. I’m sorry you felt like that.”
“Thank you! Oh, wait why are you saying sorry? I’m the one that’s apologizing!” You laughed, feeling relieved.
“I thought I pressured you into this kind of, and I cornered you with Nezu in the room. I should have gone after you when you ran off to make sure you were okay. That was not cool of me, I’m sorry.” He apologized again, looking sincere.
You pouted back to him, “You know what? You’re a good person and a good friend. I’m glad Aizawa has you.”
“Well, you have me too now, no matter what happens. I want to help you with your goals.” Hizashi responded, grinning at you.
“You’re too sweet.” You laughed.
Thankfully all was well with Hizashi, but now to deal with Nezu and eventually Aizawa.
#aizawa x reader#aizawa x you#mha x reader#mha x you#bhna x reader#bhna x you#thank you for reading!
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