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geekygumiho · 10 months

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hi! saw you wanted requests! if you don't mind i'd like a daniel jackson/reader inspired by good old fashioned lover boy by queen. thanks!

Hey! Thank you so much for your request! ☺️ I’m so sorry it took so long, it’s been a lil’ busy around here haha :') I took some story elements from the song for the plot, also a little name drop at the end hehe. I hope you like it! :)

Lover Boy

Pairing: Daniel Jackson x gn!Reader (established relationship), brief platonic!Sam Carter x gn!Reader

Word count: 2267 💀😭😭 I got carried away LOL

Notes/Warnings: Veeeery fluffy and lovey dovey lmaoo. Alas, Daniel is but a simp for the person he loves! There is a use of the word "beautiful" bc I personally feel that it's a gender neutral term, so pls be warned if that makes u uncomfy! The jazz club also is described as smelling like smoke and whisky so pls don't read this if that makes u uncomfy too!! Also the general time period this takes place in is a little ambiguous yet again lmaoo (Daniel has a smartphone so *shrugs* idrk m8 lmao)

Taglist: @danieljacksonpinchinghisnose (Please let me know if you want to be tagged in future Daniel Jackson x Reader fics I write and I will add you to the list! 😊)

Daniel’s day starts off like monotonous clockwork; he gets up, gets ready for his day, has something quick to eat, then leaves his apartment and heads to Stargate Command for another long, onerous day. He starts off by studying the Goa’uld language a bit to warm up his brain, then gets to work on the translation he had stopped working on from the previous day because his need for sleep got the best of him. Frankly, he had only one thing consistently on his mind the day before as well as today, and that thought was you. It vexes him to no end every time he has to get up for work and leave your serene, sleeping form behind in the soft, cozy blankets warmed by your bodies overnight. Over time, he found that he had to give himself a couple extra minutes to get ready for his day just so he can watch you at your most peaceful state for a moment longer before parting with a feather-light kiss to your forehead and starting off his day. As he goes about his duties on the base, his mind seems to wander to you every other thought, which brings him comfort and motivates him to work harder just so he can see you even sooner.

During lunch in the mess hall, he sits and talks with Sam, who he missed earlier that day because she stayed on the base rather than going home and woke up early for her first meal of the day. On days when SG-1 are working on non-off world projects, Daniel tends to go home at night just so he can spend a sliver of his day with you. Sam naturally asks about you, as the two of you are close friends but rarely ever see each other because of your conflicting work schedules as you aren’t a part of Stargate Command. Daniel tells her all about how you’re moving up in your company and that he’s so proud of you, then he tells Sam about the plans the two of you have to go out for dinner later that evening after both of you clock out of work and head home. Sam smiles as he tells her this, her heart warmed by the obvious affection you both have for each other. Sam and Daniel continue talking until they're finished eating then head to their respective labs and continue working on their projects.

Daniel is nose deep in his notes as he works on his translation when he feels his cell phone vibrate in his blue BDU pocket. Not looking up from what he’s doing, he reaches into his pocket and brings his phone into his field of vision. His eyes meet the glowing screen and he sees your name on the screen overlaying the photo of you he set as his lockscreen. A smile immediately spreads across his face and he opens your text without a second thought. You had sent him a photo of a bundle of blue dahlias from outside of a flower shop with the words, “Saw this on my way back from lunch and it reminded me of you :)” written below, and he can’t help the grin bursting through his previously furrowed and focused visage. He types a quick response, indubitably concluding the text with the words “I love you” before locking his phone and sliding it back into his pocket. A new burst of energy runs through his veins as he gets more and more excited about seeing you again this evening, even if the two of you share an apartment and do see each other within that space. (It’s just not enough for him!) The rest of the day goes by in a blur and he all but runs out the door to go home and get ready for your dinner date before you get home from work.

Daniel has changed into a slightly dressy but comfortable outfit: a pale blue button up underneath a navy blue sweater, espresso brown slacks held up by a belt, and black shoes. He’s sitting on the arm of one of the chairs in the living room, reading one of the many books from the shelf to pass the time as he waits for you to get home. A couple of minutes pass before he hears the door open and his downward gaze immediately rises and finds you, closing the book and setting it on the coffee table. A small smile graces his face as you step into the apartment, your work bag in one hand and your keys in the other. You look a little bit tired but you smile when you see him, dropping your keys in the dish on the entryway console and closing the door as he stands up.

“Hi,” he says, his excitement and affection audible in his tone.

“Hi,” you say back, smiling as you step closer to him and wrap your arms around him. He immediately returns the gesture and lets out a sigh he didn’t know he was holding back, breathing in your familiar scent. The two of you stay in that position for a moment before you pull back.

“I just need a second to get changed, then we can go,” you smile softly, your arms still wrapped around him.

“Take your time,” he says with a nod, releasing you to let you go get changed out of your work clothes. Once you disappear behind the bedroom door, he sits back on the arm of the chair, feeling refreshed and warmed by your presence. After a few moments, you emerge from your shared bedroom wearing one of your favorite outfits, and he grins at the sight.

“You look beautiful,” he says as he stands, making you smile.

“So do you,” you say to him as you approach him. He leans in and gives you a quick peck on the cheek before the two of you head out of the apartment for your date.

The two of you are walking back from the restaurant you had your dinner at, laughing about something that happened to you at work that day when you pass a dark café lit up by blue neon lights, accompanied with a smoky, sultry scent.

“I’ve never noticed this place before,” you wonder out loud, slowing your pace as you take in the enchanting place before you. Daniel also slows his pace, coming to a stop as his eyes scan for signs indicating what the place is. You can hear jazz music coming from inside, a muffled cover of Ella Fitzgerald buzzing through the walls.

“Should we go in?” you say to Daniel, a slightly impish grin spreading across your lips. He looks at you for a moment and quickly finds himself grinning as well.

“Sure,” he says, unable to hold back his smile. He steps forward and holds the door open for you and you thank him as you enter the dimly lit club. The scent of the jazz club is even stronger from inside, smelling of smoke, whisky, and rose petals. There are a few groups or pairings of patrons sitting at the tables and a few couples dancing together in front of the small and slightly raised stage, the band now playing the song “It don’t mean a thing.” You look around in awe, amazed that you never noticed this place before. Daniel looks around as well, but he doesn’t miss the mischievous glint in your eyes when you turn to him and part your lips to speak.

“Dr. Jackson, may I have this dance?” you ask, holding your hand out to him with a mischievous grin on your face.

“Oh, I don’t know, I’m not really a dancer,” he says, partially honest and partially playing along with his tone of voice. You give him a teasing but encouraging look, and he sighs as he takes your hand and lets you lead him to the dance floor. The two of you find a spot between the two elderly couples dancing together and Daniel can’t help but laugh, covering his eyes as reality sets in for him. As if the Gods felt his embarrassment, the fast-paced Ella Fitzgerald song comes to a stop and a slower song begins. “Time After Time” slowly begins to fill the room as you and Daniel instinctively gravitate towards each other. Your hands find a home on each other’s bodies and before Daniel can remember his initial reservations, both of you are gently swaying to the music in each other’s arms.

In that moment, everything seems to fall away; all of the people in the jazz club seem to fall into the darkness as the metaphorical spotlight shines solely on you and Daniel. Your enamored feelings for each other are visible in every aspect of your physical selves; the way your bodies are close and warm, how your fingers so naturally intertwine as if your hands were made solely to mold into the palm and gaps of the other, the familiar feeling of warmth radiating from your chests despite the unfamiliar environment.

Daniel’s gaze is soft as he looks into your eyes, his eyes a color somewhere between azure and beryl blue, looking somewhat glassy with a reflection of the warm yellow light bulb from the metal lamp behind you. The blue neon sign lights up his features, highlighting the peaks and depths of his face with shadows and dark glows. His eyes scan your face as if he is taking in every detail of your features the same way you do to him, like he’s gently, meticulously carving your beauty into his brain to reference when he is without you. There are so many emotions visible on both of your faces; anyone could see how deep and intertwined your two souls have become.

Wordlessly, he brings his face closer to yours and you meet his lips without a second thought. His soft lips press a long, tender kiss to yours, his long eyelashes brushing against your cheekbone. You return the kiss with a soft warmth in your heart, the feeling so familiar and so natural yet one you never get bored of. Your lips stay pressed together for a moment longer before you simultaneously pull away, keeping your eyes closed as you press your forehead to his. His soft breath tickles your face as you slowly open your eyes, seeing his eyes bat open at the same time. Only when the song comes to an end do you realize a couple of minutes have passed, blinking as you come out of your daze.

Daniel looks around as he shakes himself back to reality, but it doesn’t take long for his eyes to land on you once more.

“Do you want to head home?” you ask him, your voice barely above a whisper. He looks at you for a moment, continuing to study your features, before replying.

“Sure.”

The two of you head out of the club, smiling at and saying goodbye to the people working on your way out. Daniel holds the door open for you once more and you thank him, setting your hand on his arm as he follows you out.

“Wow, look at the moon,” you gasp, looking up at the dark sky above you. Daniel immediately follows your gaze and he sees the moon is extremely bright despite the stars being practically invisible due to the light pollution nearby.

“She’s always watching, isn’t she?” he says with a small smile as he looks at you. His smile widens when you grin at him then take his hand in yours.

“I love the moon, she’s so beautiful,” you say with a sigh, staring up at the bright celestial body. You get so caught up in the glow of the moon for a moment before you realize Daniel is staring at you with a mischievous grin on his face. You quickly realize what he is about to say and you try to prevent him from saying it.

“No, don’t you dare- Daniel, don’t-” you warn him, trying to push at him but he catches your hands every time.

“What? Can’t I just admire your beauty since you’re admiring the moon?” he teases you, not letting go of your hands. You let out a loud groan and he laughs, his body slowly gravitating towards yours.

“You’re such a dork,” you grumble, trying but failing to look annoyed.

“I’m your dork,” he teases you once more, wrapping his arms tightly around your resisting form. “Hey.” You roll your eyes until he squeezes you tighter and you protest even more. He holds you still until you finally look at him and without a shadow of a doubt in his voice, his eyes shining like you just plucked every star from the sky solely for him, he says, “I love you.” You playfully glare at him before you say it back.

“What was that? I didn’t hear you,” he says, turning his ear towards you slightly. You groan once more and he grins.

“I love you, too,” you concede, poking his arm with your index finger. A satisfied smile on his face, he releases you and you step away. He watches you for a moment and his heart skips a beat when you turn and look back at him.

“Lover boy,” you tease him, sticking your tongue out at him. His jaw drops and it’s not long before he’s chasing after you, your laughter echoing through the nighttime streets as the moon looks down at the two of you with an everlasting, ethereal beam.

#stargate #stargate sg-1 #stargate sg1 #sg1 #daniel jackson #dr daniel jackson #daniel jackson x reader #daniel jackson x gn reader #daniel jackson x gender neutral reader #michael shanks #stargate x reader #stargate x gender neutral reader #stargate x gn reader #sci-fi

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just-a-tiny-goldfish · 7 months

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Wip Wednesday

So! Tagged by @wonda-fhr (and Wednesday is almost over 🫣 sorry haha)

Let’s see

I got these lil’ snippets of stuff I’m working on. (Won’t guarantee any of it will get done anytime soon though haha)

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Orellia leans back, only avoiding those cracked off-white floor tiles by Julia’s quick shifting, instead her cheek meets the cold white brick of the bathroom wall. Tries not to think about how gross that is, tries not to think about how gross it was that she had her face in the toilet not five minutes before…closing her eyes, she listens as Julia makes her way to the sinks, listens to the way the stream of water, so much closer is still second to the waves so far away, the reason she came all this way.

The crashing waves are not close, no matter what they may sound like — but the ocean isn’t small and it’s certainly not quiet, the noise carries easily through the quiet road up to the small convenience store; right into the restroom both girls are holed up in.

It’s soothing.

The light in the bathroom, in contrast, is not.

Too bright, fluorescent — clinical — no matter how tightly Orellia scrunches her eyes she can't seem to block it out — and yet, she thinks she could easily drift off to sleep here, uncomfortable as it may be, gross as it is, the wall is cool against her clammy skin, and she feels safe here, as long as Julia is here, she feels safe. She really could just pass out.

And she just might have, had the roughest, coldest water soaked paper towel not been dragged across her face.

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“You are, he’s not this badly behaved with me”

Marcos leans back, grimacing slightly at the pop in his back, ‘you run around the city and get into fights on the regular—but playing with a dog is what has you aching?’ He turns, tries to get a peek at Chen—it’s no use, he’s too far into the kitchen, Marcos feels the corners of his lips raise regardless as he shouts back a reply “Maybe he just likes me more” he’s not at all surprised at the mental feedback.

Annoyance, but not just that, he can tell there's a suppressed amusement there too— its really not all that hidden, and that’s what has his smile turning into a full blown grin.

He’s had a harder and harder time keeping up that ‘steel’ man act around him.

And Marcos can’t believe it, but he finds it exceptionally endearing the harder he tries.

#Sorry i replied so late #🥺 i was sleepy and procrastinating 🥲

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hiraya-rawr · 1 year

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hello! i've been following u for quite some time now and i rlly love the way u write!! 🫶 i'm a fellow writer but i'm still comtemplating if i should open a writing blog bcos english is not my first language. sorry i feel like this suddenly turned into a rant/vent message 😣 anyway, the reason i wrote to u is to share smth that's been on my mind for a lil while now! have u watched kimi ni todoke? i recently finished the anime + manga and i rlly loved the whole series! i can't stop myself simping for sawako and it's kinda ironic since in these kinds of romance anime, u typically get hung up with the male lead but it was the opposite for me! kazehaya is sure charming but my little darling sawako is so adorable im willing to burn the world for her 😞 okay i got sidetracked again sorry for my simp ass jdkwkxiw

so i've been thinking of sawako!reader that works for the kamisato clan. long, black hair that usually hides her face — she's kinda feared amongst the workers inside the kamisato estate. always mistaken as a ghost or spirit that roams around the estate when in fact, she's just trying to finish her job. rumors about her seem to worsen everyday that even the loyal and trusted retainer of the head, thoma, thinks it's kind of ridiculous. of course, our ever charming blonde boy tries to interact more with the reader but he feels like he was hated. don't get her wrong tho, she admires thoma so much! who wouldn't? he's lively, respectful and always seemed to be the center of attention, even amongst the maidens that work for the kamisato. she strives to be a person just like him but the reader understands that she somehow scares the people she tries to talk with. worry not, she isn't discouraged by this! she simply has to try next time right? there's always a next time (tho she couldn't help but wonder, when is this next time? why does it take so long?). little did she know, her life's going to be changed when the gentleman himself took it upon his hands to properly talk and get to know her. little by little, her life changed and she even managed to befriend the lady of the house, lady ayaka! the ever kind and loving younger sibling of the kamisato household, ayaka made it her life mission to try and make the reader smile. no one had seen her smile genuinely, and frankly speaking, even thoma and ayaka felt the chills run down their spines when they tried to force her one time to give them a smile. it's safe to say that they never tried it again. ayaka did succeed and it took only a game of hotpot to see how much of a beautiful maiden the reader was, especially with that eyes filled with stars. and archons, the way her lips curl into a small and satisfied smile, thoma suddenly had the urge to keep this smile, only for him to see because gods this girl is so heavenly he was sure others would stop and stare. his eyes widen when he realized his train of thoughts, cheeks burning in embarassment as he berated himself because why would he even try to keep the reader for himself? he's so stupid (and whipped yes, don't tell him i said that), he thought as he silently squirmed in his seat. no one but ayaka noticed the whole ordeal, hiding her own smile behind her fan. oh the fun she would have watching these two, especially her retainer. the pining, the awkward yet satisying interactions, the stealing and fleeting glances—oh, she's so excited! (ayaka is me fr). she can't wait to spill all of these to her brother!

so yeah haha that's all for now, i think i got carried away with this brainrot im so sorry kwkxiwjd

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I haven't watched kimi ni todoke! i actually haven't been able to watch anything lately other than bungo stray dogs and moriarty 😭 but this is a scrumptious brainrot, dw about the rant, thank you for sending this in!

#hira - soleicexx #ayato #kamisato ayato #ayato x reader #thoma #genshin thoma #genshin ayato #ayaka

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sometimesraven · 2 months

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20 Questions for AO3 Writers

I was tagged in this FOREVER ago by @the-frankenman-writes I'm sorry it took me so long to get to!

1. How many works do you have on A03?

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

84,067 (my fics are usually pretty short haha)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Quantum Leap (TV 2022) (18)

Dragon Age (Video Games) (17)

Detroit: Become Human (Video Game) (11)

Original Work (10)

Dead by Daylight (Video Game) (10)

The Witcher (TV) (6)

The Sandman (TV 2022) (5)

Doctor Who (5)

Elder Scrolls Online (2)

Critical Role (Web Series) (1)

Torchwood (1)

F.E.A.R. (Video Games) (1)

Mass Effect Trilogy (1)

The Champions (TV 1968) (1)

Baldur's Gate (Video Games) (1)

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

The Cold and Dark (Detroit: Become Human)

Holy, Holy, Holy (Original)

Her Sweet Kiss (The Witcher)

Just A Scratch (The Witcher)

Less Than Stellar Judgement (The Witcher)

(,,, people really like my Geraltskier whump fics huh XD)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! I respond to basically every comment I get, even if all I can usually manage is some variation of "sfkgjhsfkgj thank you!!" because I have no idea how to take praise but I want the commenter to know they mean the world to me

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angiest ending?

Ooooooooof uhhhhh probably the little Detroit: Become Human ficlet I did called I Will Go Down. TW for suicide XD But there are a lot of angsty fics on there so who knows lmao

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of my fics end pretty bittersweet but I think Hope (Doctor Who) is one of my happiest endings <3

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No, surprisingly! My fics don't usually have much reach tbf. The only time I got anything close to "hate" was an ableist saying my disabled Dragon Age Inquisition OC is unrealistic to the setting and would likely be "with their clan or dead".

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Sometimes! Usually it's abstract (a la Holy, Holy, Holy) or porn with feelings (a la A Tale of Yearning) but I've been known to indulge in a lil PWP on occasion

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Just one! I have an ongoing Torchwood x Quantum Leap crossover 'verse thanks to @chaos-of-the-endless 😂 I also wrote a Baldur's Gate x Dead by Daylight AU recently!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I'm aware

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don't believe so (please tell me if you ever do!)

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

no but some of my fics were inspired by other people or based on RP I've done in the past

14. What is your all time favorite ship?

Oh don't even XD uhhhhh right now it's Jenn&Ian from Quantum Leap and Geralt/Yennefer/Jaskier from the Witcher but my shipping loves go so far back I could never name an all time favourite

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Family Reunion :( I've been trying to write it for,,,, basically as long as I've been writing but I can never finish it and then years pass and I hate it and think it's cringe and want to start it from scratch, rinse and repeat)

16. What are your writing strengths?

Taking an impulsive headcanon and running with it. I have so many ficlets just because I thought of a headcanon and NEEDED to put it to the page. I also enjoy angst and hurt/comfort, things that expand on already existing angst and make it WORSE :3

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

In fic writing it's definitely description. I tend to get carried away in dialogue and forget to Say Other Stuff but I think I have a good handle on it now. That and smut, I enjoy writing it but I have to be either In The Mood or shut off my brain so I don't cringe so hard I delete it all bc I struggle with explicit content and get embarassed when things I'm writing are at all Kinky bc I have a crippling fear of judgement

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language for a fic?

As a reader I enjoy it! As a writer, just be careful, stick to one or two words rather than full dialogue if you don't have the time or energy to deep-google that shit

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Doctor Who <3

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

this changes daily but at the moment I'm loving Something More and the rest of my Sandman fics revolving around the dream OC I made for it. I'm in love with them and I enjoy writing their dynamic with the Endless siblings too <3

Tagging: anyone who wants to do this <3

#about #writing #ao3 writer #fanfic writer #tag game #fanfiction tag game #writer tag game #writers on tumblr #quantum leap 2022 #quantum leap nbc #doctor who #torchwood #the witcher #the sandman

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sleepiest-token · 7 months

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers (ू•‧̫•ू⑅)♡

ahh this is such a wholesome idea!! here's a lil list of things that make my brain smile:)

1. live music!!! even if it's not stuff I would normally listen to there's just something about it that makes me feel so so alive which is real nice after having spent a long while feeling emotionally numb

2. ok ok let me set the scene. a real cold autumn day, bonus points if it's rainy and double bonus points if orange leaves are in sight. sitting inside by a window, cup of tea, blanket, vinyl, creative hobby... immaculate vibes

3. I tend to hyperfixate on things rather intensely (video games, music, tv shows etc..) and whenever i find a new thing to focus on I have the BEST time learning about it haha

4. slightly obscure but these delicious cypriot things called κούπες. oh my goodness it is impossible to be sad while eating them, and with lemon juice too??? heavenly. genuinely whenever i go to cyprus i visit a bakery on day one to buy some. so damn good.

5. getting to interact with people on here!! i am so so grateful for the support for my art and it's so nice to have a lil community here for things that I love but don't actually know anyone irl that shares the interest. also I wasnt feeling great earlier and even just receiving this ask cheered me up and let me think about positive things so thank you for that!! :)

(sorry this is probably a lot longer than it needs to be but I'm very very rarely asked about my interests so I got slightly carried away haha)

#asks are always very welcome over here:))

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trixeraptops · 10 months

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Demon slayer commentary

My first time watching, I will swear if i feel like it and use all caps at times so watch out

Also no context on anything you have to guess where I am or watch along

Lets hop in the charcoal basket babes im dragging you with me to watch demon slayer episode 1

Ok I know the premise so I'm not surprised to see the Tanjiro carrying a "dead" Nezuko, and the trailer literally showed her attacking him so I'm just waiting for that

Oh I didn't know he had long hair tho

From what I know he better get used to carrying her on his back lol

He looks so smol compared to his mom

HE HAD A BABY BROTHER TOO?

Is that baby girl Nezuko? NOPE

I thought it was just him, Nezuko, and his parents o_o

And on new years too :(

ANOTHER BABY BRO?

Wheres their dad? And Nezuko?

Oh she's here WITH ANOTHER BABY

Their dad is dead ._.

Ok Aristotle go off

Why does he have a scar on his head

Whys he sniffing a plate? It smells like a cat?

Tanjiro is such a nice guy omg

Ill be fine I have a good nose? Bruv

What a nice neighborhood, so kind to one another

"There's always been man eating demons outside" uhm sorry that was too causul

Lol Tanjiro pointing out the plot holes

Awww he's so nice omg

Granny said the same? Wtf why do yall live alone at the top of the demon mountain then?

Hes a dog bro

Oh no the babies :(

There were so many of them

"Demons aren't real :)" *demons kill his fam*

Awwww he's so cute, also another reason for them not to live on the demon mountain, I'm surprised they die earlier

Nezuko I know your a demon now but don't be a bitch, he was trying to save you

Bruh my tinnitus is back :/

Grrrrr grrrrowwwwwllll

She doesn't have Nezukos scent anymore!

Nezuko is in her She Hulk Era

Stop feeling guilty and focus on getting away from the demon bruv, she ain't your sis anymore

SHES CRYING this was the trailer I knew this was coming

Ohhh I missed that in the trailer sword guy gave him a haircut

Nezukoshrank? She's still a growly lil chihuahua tho

Why is he so fast jeez flash

I have to decapitate your sister. Omg these guys are too causul about death

He's not wrong tho, she's literally trying to get out of his grip to eat you

Yhis man is heartless omg

HES LITERALLY BEGGING ON HIS KNEES

Ngl it'd be so funny if he actually killed her after this emotional speech

OPE he's so mean

Why's her hair orange btw? I thought it was natural bit her hair was black before

Awww sword boy feels guilty

Theres so much internal dialogue in this show

HE WAS GONNA ATTACK but I think only to provoke Tanjiro, which is not as funny

Awww Nezuko stopped flailing when her brother - ok I got distracted by the attack and the explanation of the attack BUT NEZUKO JUST ATTACKED THE GUY AND NOW SHES GONNA KILL HIM FOR HURTING HER BROTHER

SLAYYYY BABY

Wait why didn't the other demon eat the family? They left the bodies just laying their

Haha he karate chopped her lol

Awww the fam is visiting from the afterlife

Ayyy it's the iconic mouth gag thing

Is she a vampire?

Awww they buried the family

She has claws lol

Hes a runner he's a track star

Its 12 57 as im writing and I just finished

I think I'll keep watching at a more reasonable time, but 5/5 banger introduction.

#Demon slayer #my commentary #Draft post #Episode 1 #Netflix #Anime #Tanjiro #Nezuko

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gendertroublemaker · 3 years

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write that essay about 2D having bipolar, i wanna know 👀👀 /pos

OMG OKAY I WOULD LOVE TO!!!!!!! It’s hard for me to put things into words so I hope this makes sense. (Also- Thanks for encouraging me ily 💜) OK SO- I interpreted The Now Now as being basically abt his abt his fears, healing, his drug addiction and his bipolar disorder (among other things but we’re gonna focus on the bipolar part lol). Humility was abt healing and not knowing where to go from there. He also talks a lot abt feelings of isolation which is common w bipolar disorder. Also he was manic in the music video u can’t tell me otherwise haha!! Tranz def felt like it was abt mania, hypersexuality and drugs (and abt being transgender but that’s another essay for another day). Being hyper sexual is a part of mania for most bipolar ppl. Turning to drugs is too. But yea overall Tranz just seemed like a manic song! Hollywood read to me like a song abt grandiosity, feeling like ur on top of the world and just showing ur better than everyone. Those feelings quickly change though on the next track (u know how manic depressives are lmao, always changing our minds! That’s a joke btw.) Kansas was all abt the process of healing, hiding ur feelings and pushing them down, and depression. Healing is a rlly complicated thing.. Sorcererz was abt taking a deeper look at yourself. Taking a minute to calm down and see the bigger picture. It’s rlly hard to do that when ur bipolar so.. Now to Idaho!! My favorite track on the album hehe… SO Idaho was def abt depression, psychosis, and just feeling lost. The speaking part in Lake Zurich rlly sounded to me like 2D was manic and had stayed up for days on end to create this album and “share his vision with the world”.. Could a neurotypical do that? LOL ok Magic City seemed to me like he was talking abt the fame and how hard it is on him. There’s this image everyone has of him that just isn’t true. Also the part “I filled the canyons with my ego”… the grandiosity again and feeling guilty afterwards. On to Fireflies! I have a lot to say abt this one. This one was abt his fears of losing his grip on reality, everyone giving up on him, lying to himself and others, his addictions and also mocking himself. The “fireflies” represent his delusions and dreams he thinks r useless and stupid. He only can dream, nothing is ever a reality. One Percent was abt not wanting to be alone anymore. He wants to be a part of things finally. And lastly Souk Eye was abt feeling lost without ppl who hurt him. Trying to cope w the fact that he doesn’t need that kind of treatment. I could say more on this but my brain is starting to not work lol… BUT YEA that’s what I think abt the album!! Lemme know what u think ^_^

#2d #the now now #talkz #sorry this was so long.. I got a lil carried away haha #asks for me #kurt says

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en-amours · 3 years

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「 enha going “ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad” — hcs 」

— 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴: requested by 🍓 anon! frankly, i don’t think this falls into the headcanons category bc they’re all bulletpoint scenarios (which is why this is a bit longer than the other one i wrote) :’> anyways, hope y’all enjoy, and sorry this took a bit longer than intended, hehe <3

— 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: fluff, humor, angst in ni-ki’s part if you squint lol

♡ — taglist: @yoshinung @cyberhwng @stargirlstories @lovelycharm05 @honeyju

— 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1.9k

「 LEE HEESEUNG ! 」

listen, you love heeseung with all your heart. you would gladly give the world to him if he asked in a heartbeat; but if you have to sit through his aegyo one more time you will throw hands

it didn’t even agitate you the first time you saw his aegyo—in fact, you even found it endearing: you’d use it to clown him every time he’d ask for something

“oh? heedeungie wants a cookie, i hear?”

he does nothing bc he’s resigned himself to the fact that you and the boys would never live him down the moment he agreed to do it

but as he progressively got better and more comfortable practicing cute expressions, it became a “oh, how the turns have tabled” moment and he now uses it to clown you

he knows you hate it, too, so when he does aegyo he goes to the extreme—dignity be damned

so when you give him the blankest look the next time he pulls the cutesy card again, he laughs gently, puffing his cheeks out as he pokes his dimple

“hee,” you start, “do you plan on getting out of this relationship in one piece?”

but your boyfriend—being the absolute warrior he is—pays no heed to your tone and moves closer, your demise giving him all the joy he could possibly have. “why? i thought you loved heedeungie?”

not anymore, you don’t

before you can retort, heeseung grins at your expression. “ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad~”

when you go quiet he considers stopping the whole façade

then he feels your lips on his

haha, heartbeat go brrrrrrrr

mans is so 👏 damn 👏 flustered 👏 when you put your hand against his cheek

you pull away once you can feel his heartbeat beneath your fingertips; he’s rosy and breathless and he nearly loses his mind once he realizes you’re grinning

“so that’s what it takes to get you to stop… maybe you should do aegyo more often.”

——————

「 JAY PARK ! 」

“oh, gODDAMMIT QUIT IT WITH THE TURTLE SHELLS, JAY.”

“WHY DON’T YOU MAKE ME??”

this is what the rest of the members have to deal with every time jay has the nerve to ask you to play video games with him you’re both the reason why jungwon bought everyone a pair of earplugs each

your level of competitiveness skyrockets whenever it’s a duel (or even games where you’re both on the same team—it’s just a trial of who can outdo the other)

god forbid anyone who suggests card games on a sleepover (looking at you, jake; ni-ki still hasn’t forgiven him for suggesting uno when he was situated right between you and jay) because they’re in for a long time of ✨ suffering ✨

it’s an instinct for everyone to put one foot out the door when you and jay settle in front of the television

this match in mario kart, however, went a little ,,, differently

“i will crush you, jongseong,” you seethe, eyes blazing because it’s your third rematch and the tiebreaker and you don’t know what you’ll do if you end up losing.

“that’s what you said the last two games,” he scoffs, leaning forward in immense concentration.

“your yoshi character can suck it.”

“ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad.”

dude’s about to jump in ecstasy once he’s a few seconds away from the finish line at the third lap, but oh ho ho jay.gif has left the building once you kiss him on the cheek

literally freezes in shock for a solid ten seconds

in the span of which you took your chance to zoom past his avatar, thus winning the tiebreaker

looks at you, then at the screen, back to you again, then—

“WAIT THAT IS C H E A T I NG THAT DOESN’T COUNT WAIT WHAT—”

(he’s highkey vv flustered though; if you just got off your high horse and looked at him you’d have noticed how red he got)

——————

「 JAKE SHIM ! 」

ever since you told jake that you also weren’t able to attend your formal in the past, he’s been dead-set on asking you to a slow dance

you’d told him about it during your one of your many heart-to-heart talks, convos about fading memories from elementary and the anxiety-riddled nights in highschool, until it dwindled down to that

“i’m cool with it—formal is just an excuse to drain half of your college tuition for one night, anyway,” you’d said, but jake didn’t miss the way your eyes went softer in a haze of memories of what could’ve

so now you’re staring up at him, with his hand extended out to you, moon river playing in the background and jake’s smile has never been brighter

“you’re unbelievable,” you state.

“but you’re smiling anyway,” jake shrugs as he pulls you up, he places your hands on his shoulders gingerly, his own pair travelling down to hold your waist.

the next two minutes are spent in immeasurable laughter and half-hearted insults (“y/n, you’re a terrible dancer.” “says the dude who keeps on stepping on my toes every ten seconds, can you not—”); nevermind that there aren’t any cheap party lights blinding you, or your present classmates aren’t there to croon over who you were dancing with—in this tiny living room, all you can focus on is how it feels so right to have jake in your arms, and how this might be better than any formal you’d have attended.

your incredulous mask wears away, and jake dips his head to check with a grin. “aw, is my baby getting sentimental?”

you scoff, suppressing a smile. “mate, you’re the one who cries over layla at least five times a day. i hate you.”

“ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad,” he taunts, relishing the way you laugh in response. you do kiss him, on the nose, softly, before resting your head on his shoulder, holding him closer.

“shim jaeyun, you are one of the most cliché people i know,” you pull away to look at him, at his eyes twinkling softly beneath the light, and you smile. “but thank you for this. truly.”

jake laughs softly, presses a kiss to your forehead. “i wouldn’t have formal any other way than this.”

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「 PARK SUNGHOON ! 」

so,, uh,,, i may have gotten a tad bit too carried away with sunghoon’s so i wrote a separate drabble for him,,,, hehe

it’s called “loser (affectionately)” and you can find it right here!

did i base the title off the “twitter: hellsite (derogatory)” meme here on tumblr? yes. yes, i did.

do i also think the drabble’s way too fucking cheesy? also yes.

but i hope you guys enjoy it nonetheless </3

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「 KIM SUNOO ! 」

here’s another one that turned into a full-fledged drabble because i have no self-control </3

it’s titled “maybe the night” and you can find it right here!

i got soft listening to ben&ben again 😔 their music is so damn good hhhhhh

highly recommend them !!

(also while writing this i realized i have a soft spot for our ddeonu i love him sobs)

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「 YANG JUNGWON ! 」

you hated yang jungwon.

well, no, that’s a lie—let me rephrase that again: you hated yang jungwon for having absolutely no mercy on your wallet

as if you weren’t worn out from the sparring match in taekwondo earlier, your best friend had to go and put the weight of his pride on your shoulders; ambling around with a stance that says, i’m the best and this abnormally overpriced chocolate milk carton acquired from y/n’s demise is solid proof.

(you’re grateful for your friendship, but this is one of the times when you regret ever making the bet with him)

the blushing clouds mark the end of another day, and you sigh, pocketing your (very few) change grumpily. “i’m going to go blind if you keep on smiling like that, yang—tone the brightness down a notch.”

jungwon: no ❤️

you try and reason with him that it was because you had too many shit you had to deal with prior to the match, but the dimpled teen wouldn’t hear any of it (knowing that all of it is bluff, you’re a terrible liar)

“you know that was a one time thing, right?” you say, and jungwon mocks you la-la-la-you-lost and he skips across street like a kid does after school, “i’m gonna beat you next time—”

“ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad.”

he pokes your cheek and retracts quickly when you try to bite him. you glare at him, but the sun hits the side of your face so you end up squinting at him instead.

then he LAUGHS

(u know,,, the one where his eyes turn into crescent moons and his lil dimple shows? yea, that one)

and you’re just standing there like 🤠

you sigh, partially because you’ve seen him do this one too many times, and because you always fall victim to his charm, so you ruffle his hair and trudge on with the air of a fallen soldier

(dw jungwon holds your hand on the way home and gives you a piece of candy bc he loves you, too)

((you’re still beating his ass next time, though,,,))

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「 NI-KI ! 」

ni-ki wants to slam his head against a wall (≡^∇^≡)

(as, per usual, how every highschooler feels as they near the end of another laborious school day)

((but even more so in his case bc who the fuck blurts out “ooh, you wanna kiss me so bad” when they’re going against their crush in a debate when they can’t think of a effective counterargument?? ni-ki, apparently))

he didn’t even mean to say it; he was so caught up in the heat of the moment that all heed for whatever slipped through his teeth disappeared, and now the whole class is staring at him open-mouthed in equal parts shock and excitement.

but the worst thing is that you’re staring at him, too—with wide eyes and an expression he can’t read

“n-no, i didn’t mean— i— you…” ni-ki’s hands fly up wildly, his limited braincells trying to think of a way to weasel out of the situation (which is impossible now, it seems). “i’m…”

the teacher observing from the side, who’s been aware of ni-ki’s crush for some time: ᕕ[ ・ ▾ ・ ]ᕗ

heat flares in his cheeks and he looks down cursing you because screw you for being so beautiful and smart why did i have to like you i Hate this

…apparently he’s said that out loud too bc his classmates are losing their shit & he promptly wants to ✨ evaporate ✨

everyone is just “??!!” because they’ve been led to believe that y’all hated each other and now this???

“you… like me?” you squeak, ni-ki can’t bear to look at you and he feels remorse peeking in his chest like an old friend; he waits for rejection, or an insult, at the very least, but when he is met with silence he looks up to see that you’re just as frazzled as he is, and his heart leaps. “like… really like me?”

the answer hangs on his tongue, but the bell intervenes, and everyone collectively jumps. ni-ki is the first to dip. he returns to his seat, grabs his bag in one swift motion; the teacher stutters out the usual end-of-class statement out of habit, and with that the blond ambles out of the room with a bitter look, finishing what his sensei was supposed to say: point to y/n.

but if loverboy looked back at that moment, he might’ve seen you trying to fight back a smile, butterflies roaming your stomach; because you no longer have to pick at daisies, wondering he hates me, he hates me not.

#enhypennetwork #enhypenwriters #enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen headcanons #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen drabbles #lee heeseung #jay park #jake shim #park sunghoon #kim sunoo #yang jungwon #ni-ki #this is a mess i know i’m sorry strawberry anon :’>

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drakenology · 3 years

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A B C’s with Todoroki Shoto.

hiii! so I got this little idea while leisurely scrolling through bnha smut. idk if this creator is the originator of the trend but I wanna give credit anyways so shout out to @nillabeam for inspiring me to drabble on and on about my shoto doin the dirty.

warnings: smut (obvi so 18+ please), slight daddy kink, all characters are aged up, and some swearing cause I feel like it.

enjoy my little heathens!

A- Aftercare

Oh don’t be fooled by Todo’s calm and stoic demeanor. He is fucking insatiable in bed.

But after a long night of ravishing you until you’re drunk on his cock, he’ll run you both a bath to soak your muscles in and relax.

Would help you in and out of the bath as he washed you up, rinsing your back for you.

He’d leave kisses where he left harsh hickies.

Would tell you how much he loved you, and gush about how delicate and pretty you were. EEK!!

B- Body Part

He loved your breasts.

You would often catch him staring at them as you talked to him, earning a stern look on your face to remind him to pay attention to you.

Would fuck you on your back just to watch them bounce and jiggle around

He felt like your boobs were always so happy to see him, perking up when he would grab them.

Would kiss them during sex and loves playing and sucking on them.

Most of your hickies were all over them

As for his own body, He really likes how toned and strong his arms got.

He wants to protect you, so he got stronger so he can beat people up for you if he needed to. aww how sweet.

C- Cum

He cums all over his favorite part of your body (see B).

He also likes to cum inside you, cause he’s got a small teeny weeny breeding kink.

You always cum first.. like it’s mandatory. He simply can’t bring himself to do it knowing you haven’t had your fill.

When you go down on him thoooooo..

He loved to cum all over your pretty face. He always thought you looked gorgeous painted in his cum.

He’d kiss your lips after you gave him head if a little bit of his hot cum was still on your mouth.

D- Dirty Secret

As I said, Todoroki was a stoic and cool person out in public.

He didn’t appear to be as sexually savant as he is

but BABY

I’m tellin you, in the bedroom Todo is a beast.

He really liked being called daddy.

It was something about watching your cute little face twist in pleasure whine and beg for him to fuck you.

“Address me right, princess.” ASDGFJKF

HUGE daddy kink, da fuqq.

E- Experience

eh.. some.

He had another girlfriend before you; some girl Endeavor set him up with. She cheated on him.

but yeah.. my baby knows what he’s doing.

He loved showing you his moves. Watching your amazed and fucked out face was his favorite part of fucking you.

F- Favorite Position

He loved them all tbh.

He liked to experiment with a lot of different positions, getting bored pretty quickly.

But his tried and true is missionary.

He got to watch your face react to his every maneuver, kiss your neck to mark you up as his territory as he whispers in your ear sweet praises

“Good girl, kitten.” “So good for me.” “You feel so good, baby”

Also your luscious breasts were front and center for him to stare at as he pounds you ooooooooo.

G- Goofy

Yeah soo.. Shoto is a little serious. A little too serious in fact.

Once when you two were making out he lifted you up, trying to carry you into your room as he bumped your head on the door frame.

God it was like you were on life support or something

He apologized a million times, blaming himself as if he severely hurt you.

You just giggle and kiss him in hopes it’ll shut him up and calm his worrying. You knew it was just an accident.

H- Hair

He kept himself pretty trim, not really liking having a lot of hair on his body, for the exception of his arms and legs. He couldn’t help that he was a hairy guy (I imagine Endeavor being a lil hairy under his hero costume soo genetics?)

I- Intimacy

he’s such a hopeless romantic it’s adorable.

he dotes on you the whole time, ensuring he’s not hurting you too much

would kiss you over and over again

wants to you be comfortable at all times.

in moments like these you’re the only thing that matters.

J- Jack off

If for whatever reason he’s away, he always calls you.

“I need you baby, what are you wearing right now?” He’ll ask, no matter if he’s in an important meeting or away on business, if he’s horny he’s horny.

Needs your voice to help him through his orgasm.

Loves to facetime when he’s away so he can see your face and your body.

“Yes, god Y/N you’re so perfect. Bend over for me.. yes..” He groaned, sloppily palming away at his length as he comes to his climax.

K- Kink

he’s got a lot sksksns

definitely a fucking dom

loves telling you what to do, always calling the shots in bed most of the time

Loves pet names, “baby girl” “kitten” “princess”

overstimulates you sometimes just to see you squirm under him, the sick bastard.

high key a sadist.. he’ll never openly admit to that tho

L- Location

anywhere, surprisingly.

If you two were out with friends and he felt an urge to taste you, he’d simply say you two are going to the car to get something, only to start having sex with you in the back seat.

Fucks you in his office

Fucked you in his childhood bedroom once as a fuck you to his father. haha.

down for whateva.

M- Motivation

one thing that always got him going was you acting coy. Like you don’t know that what you’re doing is turning him on.

You lean a little more, your blouse unbuttoned so he can see your ample cleavage.

“What do you mean, Sho?” You bat your eyelashes, smirking at him as you watch his face turn red.

“Fuck Y/N, don’t be cute. You’ll be sorry when we get home.” He would hiss at you, secretly not wanting you to stop teasing him.

He loved your sexy ass.

N-No

he hated excessive hitting or pain play.

he was always too scared to hurt you, knowing he could by mistake at any given point.

he just won’t hit you.. so don’t ask.

O- Oral

he loved sloppy, degrading head from you.

fucks your throat sometimes, loves hearing you gag.

when he gives you head though, he’s relentless.

he wont stop until your sobbing, begging him to fill you as he ate you out, shallowly fingering you with one finger to make you.

“Aw.. look at you. So desperate. You want me inside you, kitten?” UGHHH

P- Pace

depends on the situation or what mood he’s in.

when he’s making love to you, his pace is slow and methodical, wanting to savor the moment

however when you’ve been bad... FUCK

he’s gonna pound you into the mattress until you’re a fucked out mess underneath him, begging him to slow down so you can catch you breath

“Don’t cry now, princess. You had so much mouth earlier.” He would mock you, smirking at your weakened state. Yall I-

Q- Quickies

as much as he loved taking his time with you, quickies were something that were quite vital for you two.

Shoto was always busy with something as he always kept himself occupied to provide for you two.

Whenever the opportunity arises, you two strike while the iron’s hot

R- Risk

Shoto likes to explore every aspect of sex, so that leaves for lots of room for exploration.

Finding new spots to touch and lick and suck on.

He loved taking risks if it meant he got to listen to your sweet moans.

S- Stamina

uhm.. yes.

he had a fuck ton, you often cumming multiple times before he did.

“I hope you’re not tapping out on me. I’m not through with you yet.” He would coo to you, urging you to yet another orgasm.

he almost felt bad for you, as you twitch and shake overstimulated from his stamina being filled to the goddamn brim.

T- Toys

he used them on you a lot.

loved little bullet vibrators, they were so handy in helping him send you into a frenzy.

one night he had made you squirt when he used one on you as he fucked you senseless.

“Ooh I know you’ve got some more in there for me, kitten. Be a good girl and do that again.”

he also liked to watch you fuck yourself with a dildo.

he found it pretty easy to degrade you as he watched you try mimic his thrusts with it.

“You wish that was me don’t you, kitten? Too bad.”

U- Unfair

he totally LOVES teasing you

in public especially, loving to see you flustered and speechless as you try and talk to others.

“What’s wrong, princess? You seem a little hot.” He’d say, caressing your inner thigh under the table at dinner.

V- Volume

todo isn’t very loud in bed.

he’ll grunt and groan against your skin has he fucked you

definitely cussing a lot under his breath and whispering praises or obscenities in your ear as he took you.

“Ugh..baby. You feel so good.” “You’re mine..all mine.” “Shit, you’re so wet.”

W- Wild Card!!!

todoroki’s favorite memory of one of your ventures was when he had you bent over the kitchen sink. he didn’t think you could cum that hard around him, the feelings almost sending him into his own release.

he loved when you wore dresses to give him easy access to your pussy.

loved fucking you in them, something about pulling it up to reveal you cheeky little panties made him feral.

X- X-Ray

todoroki is PACKIN okay?

i don’t imagine him being extra long, but he had really nice girth

still to this day you’re left speechless when he pulls that glizzy out his boxers.

Y-Yearning

shoto loves you.. like a lot.

everything you do kinda sends him into a frenzy, wanting you right then and there.

he wants sex pretty much all the time, I think the only time he’s not horny is when he’s working.

Z- Zzz

you always fell asleep first, being that shoto wears you the fuck out

he liked to watch you sleep, leaving soft kisses all over your face.

“I love you, Y/N.” He’d whisper, holding you close as he drifted off to sleep with you. AWWWW

whew this shit took longer than I thought. hope yall liked this. i’m finally starting to write about more characters other than my baby daddy katsuki. bye!

#bnha smut #bnha headcanons #bnha fanfiction #bnha todoroki x reader #bnha todoroki #bnha midoriya x reader #bnha midoriya #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha bakugou #bnha bakugo x reader #bnha imagines #bnha x reader

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juchumice · 4 years

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ive been thinking abt this avatar au for SO LONG!! i know some other exists but i still really wanted to put my spin on it and make them younger so it could be a bit more contextually different, so they’re roughly 14 during the au!

AIZAWA: aizawa’s a waterbender from the northern water tribe. initially, many believed he was a nonbender as it took quite awhile longer for his bending to reveal itself than the other children. he has zero talent concerning waterbending, none at all. in fact, he was absolutely terrible at it initially. but, if there was one thing he was certain about in youth, it was being an excellent waterbender. when first applying to waterbending classes, he was considered far too inexperienced to join. the instructor was a stern type. he told aizawa that he had, “no potential,” and should focus less on waterbending and more on hand to hand combat to waste less time. instead of listening, aizawa practiced terribly. everyday, every moment, he would be waterbending from dusk to dawn till he stumbled from lack of sleep. he even founded his own method, drenching his scarf of spongey material in water and bending it as a weapon. after further practice, he finally got accepted into the course with pure hard work. the issue was that everyone in his class was younger than him, talented and brilliant. none of them worked as hard as he did. they all were children just playing around. as the bending moves increased in difficulty, aizawa began to fall behind again, so his whole day would be absolutely swallowed in practice, practice, and practice. he would be beaten constantly by his peers: during spars, general displays of moves, and learning, so he couldn’t rely on his own power, instead focusing on strength in addition to strategy and observation. it was this adjustment of tactics that led him higher in his studies. he was able to graduate the minor classes, but his instructor thought it was best to get more experience in bending rather than continually relying on his other strengths, so he was sent away from home to study abroad among the other kingdoms and view their bending techniques.

YAMADA: yamada is an air nomad, but he is one of the very few who does not appear to be capable of bending. due to the spiritual nature of the air nomads, there are very few who are unable to airbend, and yamada is one of them. but, everyone else was very supportive even without his bending. he was able to have many friends, however couldn’t join in their air bending games. that’s where he learned his talent for announcing. as the other kids would play their games of air ball and pie toss, he’ll be there on the sidelines, narrating every single thing with his peculiar flare that led to his popularity among the northern air temple. though, even with everyone’s supportive nature, yamada was unhappy with his position. ever since he was but a toddler, he really wanted to be an airbender, streaking across the sky on a glider and riding on air scooters, only to be sorely disappointed. sure, he was able to ‘fly’ with his flying bison’s, baito’s, help but it just wasn’t the same. after a bit, he ran from the northern air temple, sick and tired of living in such a small space. with far too many fantasies on his mind, yamada wished to explore the other nations. it was then he stumbled across the fire nation. they were fascinating. their own fierce power, their sense of fashion, their culture, everything drew yamada closer. he would watch their shows with undisguised excitement, even announcing for a couple of them. while announcing for one of the firebender shows, yamada was required to choose a volunteer from the crowd, which just happened to be aizawa. this led to the beginning of their interactions.

so that’s it i guess! my main ideas for the avatar au! yamada has a glider, but he uh... stole it. just carries it around a lot to ‘feel like an airbender’-- and it’s a great umbrella when it rains!

the au itself takes place before the 100 year war so no worries abt any firebenders just yet!! i might develop it more but this is where its at so farrr

also i wrote a lil small thing while i was playin with the idea:

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“You know… I always wanted to bend,” Yamada said. He kicked up the dust with a shoe, frowning at the cloud that billowed around his feet as if it could disappear with a simple scrutinizing look. But, it didn’t. Merely floated to and fro without a care of his whims.

Aizawa examined him carefully. There was no sound made, just an invitation to continue.

Yamada blew at several pieces of hair that loosened from his bush that he called a hairstyle. “Yeah. Sounds ‘crazy’! But, it made total sense! Look, look, look, I would be an EPIC airbender. You have to admit. I mean, look how cool my poses are!” He proceeded to strike several different ‘airbending poses’ that neither suggested coolness nor airbending.

“You’ve watched too many firebending shows,” Aizawa replied.

“But that’s what makes it so cool! The fire just exploding into the sky like Pompeii, but you can only see these red sparkles and nothing goes wrong… Imagine doing that… Imagine…” He chuckled mirthlessly. “Being a bender must be fun, huh…” His staff loosened from his fingers to slide and clatter to the floor. “Don’t even use this DUMB thing! I dunno why I keep it all the time… Maybe, oh! Maybe every time I hold it I get a 1% increase in being an airbender or something! Yeah… tough luck. You know? You know how stupid it is when EVERYONE in the temple’s an airbender and you’re stuck being the only kid around-- believe me they’re all super nice about it-- BUT ME?? THE ONLY ONE!! Don’t feel bad for me or I’ll strangle you or something, but it still freaking sucks. Man, air scooters? I totally would’ve invented those if I was an airbender…”

On and on he jabbered. He could have done this if he was an airbender, or maybe he could have done this! Aizawa was unsure what to respond with. He never understood. Sure, he understood hardship and running raggedly through the critics and holding one’s goals to heart. A waterbender who couldn’t bend water for crap? That’s what they called him, might as well give up they had said, but he powered through and became skilled with pure hard work. No luck, no cheats, and no talent. Yamada was the opposite case, full of supporting faces and ancient smiles, but just no bending in general. How could someone so hopeful be met with such a grisly fate? Yet, all that Aizawa could offer was a tongue-in-cheek, “Sorry.”

Yamada stopped talking abruptly. “Huh?”

“I said sorry.”

“Oh. Yeah. Don’t say sorry, man! What’s the fun in that, too gloomy Aizawa, waaaay too gloomy. Y’know, it is what it is! I got a sweet gig going on anyway, I don’t need anything as stupid as airbending. Only saps use airbending, they probably think it’s cool or something, but it isn’t haha. Waterbending, firebending, earthbending, that stuff’s cool! Airbending’s just some playing around with wind or something.”

#Avatar AU #Present Mic #Hizashi Yamada #Eraserhead #Shouta Aizawa #Erasermic #BNHA #MHA #My hero Academia #Boku no Hero Academia

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ddixons-angel · 3 years

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Prove It

Requested by @pastanest

I’m trying to roll out these requests as quick as possible but writer’s block is not allowing that... sorry for the wait!!! I’m also trying a new thing with super long intros apparently haha hope you like it!

Prompts: 8. “Why do you even care? You barely know me!” 22. “I never knew I mattered this much to you.”

Reader cares for Daryl but he pushes her away because he’s afraid to get too close to anyone.

Season 2; The Farm

A tragedy. That’s the only word that could describe the situation, a horrific, devastating tragedy. So many things had happened in the last five days alone. Things were quiet on the farm, peaceful with all things considered at the end of the world. That was until two men came running across the field of your best friend’s farm, one of them carrying an unconscious boy in his arms. The others from their group had arrived at the farm the day after Hershel had stabilized the boy; after losing Otis. That was when you found out that they were trying to find a little girl, Sophia. She had gotten lost in the woods. When you heard about this and saw how distressed Carol, the girl’s mother was, you had to step in and help, despite Maggie telling you not to.

“There’s a little girl lost in the woods, we have to try and find her,” that’s what you told Maggie.

With that mindset, you had volunteered yourself to their search party. You knew that Hershel wasn’t going to like it, but as you were able to convince Maggie, she reassured you that she would talk her dad into it. You didn’t wait for his approval though, you knew that every second that little girl was in the woods alone it was dangerous for her. The world proved to be a much more dangerous place now and it could only take a matter of seconds for something horrible to happen.

You knew that the group that arrived at the farm knew this too, and that’s why it rubbed you the wrong way when you found out only a single person seemed to take the search seriously. You understood why Rick, the father of the boy, couldn’t go out to search as he had given a lot of blood to his son the night previously, but you didn’t like how no one else looked like they wanted to go out to find Sophia. Although, the one person who actually cared about the search seemed to be the best candidate since he was a hunter; he knew the woods better than anyone on the farm. Daryl Dixon wasn’t the friendliest of the bunch though, he’d brushed you off when you asked him to take you on the search.

Being as persistent as you are though, Daryl telling you that you’d just be a burden and to stay behind on the farm didn’t sway you. Instead, it made you more motivated to prove him wrong.

“You’d have a better chance shooting me with that crossbow before you can stop me from looking for this little girl,” you told him.

That either convinced him to let you follow along or he just didn’t care to stop you since he didn’t say anything else afterwards, even with you following him. Even though you two didn’t converse at all during the search in the woods, you began to admire him. He was motivated, determined to find Sophia as if she were his own daughter. That was certainly a trait that no one else in his group seemed to have. The determination you saw in him inspired you and that’s what made you go with him again into the woods. You had to find that little girl.

The only difference this time was that you two had taken horses; you were aware that Hershel had one he liked to call Nervous Nelly, but you weren’t sure which one that was. There were a bunch of horses in the stable so you didn’t think that Daryl would have taken her. Unfortunately, that was the farthest from the truth when you heard the horse he was on let out a frightened neigh. The next thing you knew, you were hauling him back to the farm after he’d impaled himself with one of his arrows. Daryl told you to leave him alone after Hershel helped patch him up, but you wanted to help him. You felt guilty that he got hurt even if you did help him back to the farm. Even if you had just met Daryl a few days ago, seeing him hurt like this pulled at your heart and that’s when you knew you were starting to really care for this man.

Your care for him only strengthened when you went over to his tent where he insisted on staying to help him with whatever he needed. You wanted to help Daryl, nurse him back to health no matter how much he told you to leave him alone. When the sun went down, you told him that you would be back the next day to help him again. Unfortunately, you saw him near the horse stables the next morning, persistent on going out to find Sophia. You ran over to stop him, you knew he wasn’t in any condition to go out there with his injuries and you hoped the news that Rick and the others had put out a proper search party would be enough to convince him.

Before you could get to him though, Shane, the man Otis had risked his life to save, came rushing towards the group with a bag of guns, handing them out to “fix the problem at hand”. You heard from Maggie that Glenn, the young man she had gotten quite close to, told them all about the walkers in the barn that morning; you took an educated guess that that’s what the problem Shane was referring to. Before you knew it, guns were going off as Shane had ripped off the chained locks on the front of the barn. Walkers filed out of the barn into the line of fire, each one dropping dead after the other. The storm of gunfire had ended and you thought that was the worst of it, but you were wrong. A single snarl sounded from within the barn and out stepped the corpse of a little girl. Carol, let out a heartbreaking cry, letting you all know that this little girl was Sophia.

The atmosphere on the farm was different now. No one was okay after what had happened, not you, not Maggie, not Beth, not Daryl. He’d moved his tent further down the field, isolating himself from the group, from the farm, from you. You wanted to talk to Daryl, maybe help him through the pain he was going through with losing Sophia. He didn’t seem to have anyone else who was close to him, not even in his own group, and that’s why you were now making your way to Daryl’s tent. You weren’t going to let him push you away, he needed someone to be there for him, you were sure of it.

“Crossbow?” you call out the nickname you’d gotten used to calling him.

You sigh when you don’t hear him respond, you had predicted this already. Daryl had always been a man of very few words in the days you knew him, so it wasn’t a surprise to you when he ignored you.

“Hey, Crossbow, I know you’re in there.” you say, stopping just outside his tent, “I’m not leaving until you talk to me.”

“Leave.” he says after a few minutes, he had to get how persistent you were by now.

“I’m not leaving until you talk to me,” you repeat.

“I did talk to ya,” Daryl says, “I said leave!”

“You know that’s not what I meant.” you say, sighing softly.

“The hell d’ya want?” he asks, his voice rough.

“I want to make sure you’re okay.” you tell him.

“Okay? Ya wanna make sure I’m okay?!” Daryl snaps as he storms out of his tent, glaring at you, “ we jus’ found out Sophia’s been in that damn barn this whole time, how the hell can anythin’ be okay?!”

“Daryl...” you call softly, you see the hurt in his eyes and it breaks your heart.

“We went out lookin’ for that lil’ girl every damn day! I almost died tryin’ to find her, but she was right under our damn noses! So, tell me, how d’ya expect me to be okay!” Daryl yells, huffing in anger as he gets in your face.

You stay silent as Daryl continues to yell at you. Even when he was shouting directly at you, you could feel that his words weren’t directed to you. He was just shouting in anger, frustration, sadness, you could hear it in his voice. He needed someone to vent to and even if it was just yelling, you knew it would help him to let his emotions out. In a weird way, you knew that you were still helping him and that comforted you, even enough for a tiny smile to pull at your lips.

“The hell is wrong with ya?!” Daryl growls when he sees the small smile on your face, “‘m yellin’ at ya and you’re smilin’ ‘bout it?! What the hell ‘re ya smilin’ for?! Are ya happy we found Sophia dead?!”

“No!” you say immediately, a frown now on your face, “I’d never be happy about that.. I just...”

“What?” Daryl says in a dangerous growl.

You sigh and look down, “I’m just glad you’re letting out your emotions... that’s all.”

You dare to look back up at Daryl when you hear nothing but silence. He was staring at you in disbelief, as if he was processing what you had just said.

“Never knew I mattered this much to ya,” Daryl scoffs, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“I do care about you, Daryl, a lot. I know I just met you a few days ago so you might not believe it, but it’s true. I knew it the day you got hurt...” you speak again when Daryl doesn’t respond, “I wanted to be the one who got hurt instead of you...”

“Bullshit...” Daryl mutters after taking in what you just told him “tha’s all bullshit an’ ya know it!”

“No, it’s not!” you insist.

“Yeah? Then prove it! Prove ya ain’ jus’ some lying bitch, spewin’ shit outta yer ass to make me do whatever the hell ya want me to do!” Daryl shouts angrily.

You frown at his words. You had a feeling that he felt like the group had taken him for granted and those words he said were more for them to hear rather than you. Still, that didn’t mean they didn’t hurt.

“How?” you say.

“What?” Daryl frowns at you.

“You said to prove that I care about you, so tell me how I can prove it to you,” you stand your ground.

He scoffs at you, running his hand through his hair in frustration, “go out there an’ bring me a walker.”

“W-what?”

“Ya heard me, go out there an’ bring me a walker! Ya said ya wanted me to let out my emotions, right?! I can do that by killin’ a damn walker!” Daryl yells.

You stare at him, shocked and dumbfounded by his request. Whenever you came across any walkers in the woods, you killed it without any hesitation, but you never brought them back to the barn. Otis was the one who did that which is how the barn was full of walkers in the first place. You knew that Daryl knew this was hard for you and that’s exactly why he asked you to, he wanted you to give up proving that you cared for him. He just always seemed to underestimate your determination to prove yourself to him.

“Okay,” you say, then you start to make your way back towards the barn.

You hear Daryl scoff, as if he already believes you had given up, “hey, woods are that way.”

“I need a snare pole, jackass.” you retort back without stopping your steps.

You don’t look back to see Daryl’s reaction, you just keep heading towards the barn. You remembered that Rick, Hershel, and Jimmy had walkers on snares near the barn so you pick one up just before heading out towards the woods. You had your hunting knife equipped in case you ran into more than one. You pass Daryl’s tent just before you enter the woods and figured that he went back into his tent when you didn’t see him outside. You sigh to yourself as you think that this is definitely the stupidest thing you ever did for a guy you met just a few days ago but here you were, hunting down a single walker in the woods.

After around an hour, you finally hear the familiar sound of walkers snarling about in the forest. You take a breath as you carefully step towards it, you whistle to get its attention then twist the bottom of the pole to widen the loop. You step with the walker, taking a step back whenever it takes a step towards you, you couldn’t take your chance and let it get too close. It reaches for you and you catch the walker’s head in the loop of the pole. Quickly, you twist the bottom of the pole the opposite way and that tightens the loop.

“Okay...” you say breathlessly, trying to calm your nerves; hopefully Rick or Shane wouldn’t be on the lookout and shoot you once you emerge from the woods.

Unfortunately, as you try to drag the walker back to the farm, you hear more snarls from behind you. Two more had come out and were now headed straight towards you.

“Shit...” you say under your breath.

With one hand still on the pole, your other hand reaches for your hunting knife. You pull it out and glance back and forth between the walker you’d caught and the two heading in your direction. When they get closer, you kick one away, leaving the other to lunge towards you. You let out a grunt as you stab it’s skull then pull out your knife, letting the walker fall to the ground. Your grip was still tight on the snare pole as you ready yourself for the other walker you’d kicked away. When you try to stab this walker though, you’re only able to get its cheek, and so it grabs you with both its hands.

You whimper when both of the walkers growl at you, wanting to rip your flesh from your bones. You do your best to compose yourself, tightening the blade in your hand, you stab at the free walker’s eye and it stills. However, as you were being backed up by both walkers, you weren’t able to see the half of a log that protruded from the ground. You trip over it, falling back with the walker caught on the snare pole.

You groan in pain from the fall then you push yourself to sit up. You furrow your brows when something didn’t seem quite right. The walker you’d caught had fallen right on top of you so it should have started devouring you, but you were still in one piece. You look at the walker and that’s when you see the arrow piercing its skull; Daryl.

“Ya mus’ be some kind o’ stupid...” you hear him say as he emerges from the woods, eyeing you.

You push the walker off of you and get up from the ground as Daryl reaches down to pull his arrow from the skull. He seems to be avoiding eye contact with you now as he wipes the arrow on his pants.

“Thanks for saving me...” you say, slightly embarrassed.

Daryl hums in acknowledgement, “ya really tried to bring me back a walker?”

“I wanted to prove to you that I really do care about you,” you say with a smile, “even if it was one of the stupidest things I’ve ever done.”

“Why d’ya even care? Ya barely know me!” Daryl says, raising his voice slightly, “ya really are some kind o’ stupid, ain’t ya? Ya almost died for someone ya hardly even know!”

“I don’t know, okay! I just do! You’re nothing like anyone I’ve ever met before, I mean, you’re right, I barely know you but there’s just something about you... maybe the fact that you’re so damn selfless that you’re willing to throw your life away for those people... or maybe because you don’t think you deserve to be cared for... I don’t know what it is... I just know that you’re in my life now, and I want to care for you.” you rant; you didn’t even know where all of that came from, but you knew everything you just said was true.

Daryl stays silent and you didn’t expect him to say anything to your rant. You sigh then pick up the snare pole, you twist the bottom of it so that the walker’s head falls out of the now loose loop.

“Alright, time to find you another walker then,” you say nonchalantly, but before you can walk away, Daryl snatches the snare pole from you, “hey, I need that!”

“No, ya don’t,” Daryl mumbles, “you’re coming back to the farm with me... don’t make me use this on ya.”

Although his words were threatening, you sensed no hostility from him. Instead, you felt that his tone was lighter, cheerful even, as if he was trying to joke with you. This put a smile on your face as this was Daryl’s way of slowly letting you in. From what you could tell, Daryl wasn’t the kind to just tell you that you were his friend or anything of the sort, he just showed it in his own way. You had a feeling you would have a lot more time to figure him out, and possibly get closer to this man you truly and deeply cared for.

“Hey, ya comin’ or not?!” Daryl snaps when he sees you just standing there.

“Coming!” you call out, then you rush over to follow him back to the farm.

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Writing snarky Daryl is always so much fun hahaha hope you all enjoyed this as much as I did writing it! ^^ Please let me know what you thought~

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miyaniacs · 3 years

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PROLOGUE

NAVIGATION

summary: Reader: female; 20 years old ; Apparently you know something… but what this something is you still got to find out.

But curses, good and bad sorcerer now want to get you into their hands.

Ending up in the hands of the good ones, y/n finally meets her old best friend again - Yuji. Now Yuji and his friends make it their mission to keep you save in this whole new world. Days turn into weeks and you become closer and closer to your ‚bodyguards‘

Warnings: blood & not proof read bc I’m lazy

A/N: feedback & reblogs are welcome, especially since this is a new fic / story form I’m trying to do ^^ I hope you’ll like my lil attempt to give you all a jjk otome ‘game’ haha tell me if any of you wanna be tagged ^^

Cold air blows into your face as you exit the library. Looking up at the stars, you sigh. You‘ve lost track in time studying for your finals. It’s your third semester now and depending on how you’ll succeed in your finals, you either get a step closer to getting your dream job or all the semesters were for nothing.

Yuji always joked about you wanting to get rich, to help him succeed going on a date with one of his famous crushes… well with a certain one.

“Yuji - how would you be able to suddenly appear right in front of Jennifer Lawrence and save her from a monster - IF you don’t have the money to appear in whatever country she’s in?”

“And you’d give me the money??”

“That’s what your sugar mommy is for right?”

“In no where - NEVER - you’ll pass as a sugar mommy!”

“Lemme get that cash and the clothes and you’ll see.”

So here you are, trying your best to get an A in your business class to be able to turn the 2 weeks internship at Zenin Enterprise into a one year one and hopefully a job after graduating.

‘I’ll show you Yuji- you’ll get a check in your mail someone …’ you think.

Even though you haven’t seen him that much after the incident in your high school, you still texted every day and somehow managed to see each other about three times a year. At first you were pissed, because he didn’t tell you what he was up to and why he changed schools - but you leaned to accept it, he was still your best friend and nothing would change that.

Walking over the campus you make your way towards the train station smiling when you see Yujis name pop up on your screen.

“Hey hey Yuu~” you smile as you pick up the phone.

“Y/n! Where are you right now?” He asks, panic lacing in his voice.

“Just got out of the library, why what’s up?” You ask, your bows furrow a bit.

“Get back inside. Now. Immediately.!” He scream shouts.

“Yuji why- my last train arrives in a few minutes.” You whine, but stopped walking.

“Trust me Y/n. Please.” He begs, “I’ll be there in a few minutes!”

“Okay okay- is it because of the thing you can’t tell me about?” You turn around and start jogging back towards the library.

“Yes.” he says.

“Okay I trust you, I’ll be in the library in ab- AHHHHHHHHH”

“Y/N - Y/N TALK TO ME - Y/N!!!”

“THERE IS SOMETHING COMING CLOSER - YUJI WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE A MONSTER”

“NO NO NOOO RUN - RUN NOW!”

And you start running, this thing comes closer and closer, you can hear it’s steps getting faster and faster.

Your legs move faster than you thought they could, mentally your thankful for forcing yourself to go to the gym regularly.

Yet the thing gets closer.

You can now hear it’s breath, feel it in your neck.

All the small hairs on your skin turn up and tears stream down your face.

“Y/NNN!!!” You head Yujis voice coming closer from the distance.

“YUJI I AM HERE - HELP ME!!” You cry out.

Suddenly something slimy wraps around your ankle and you fall flat in the ground.

Screaming out in pain, you feel yourself getting dragged over the hard ground, some sharp claws digging into the flesh of your leg. Feeling the blood run down your leg, you try to grab anything and everything your hands can reach to stop the monster to … to eat you?

Your finger tips get bloody while you try to desperately hold onto the asphalt, just to feel your body getting dragged further away from panicked voice of your best friend.

Then - you stopped moving.

The force that dragged you away stopped. Turning around you see the lifeless arm of that thing hanging on your lap, but the rest of it is still moving, with one arm missing.

A blond haired man stands in front of you, some sort of short sword in one hand. He glanced over his shoulder, “Why are you still here? Run!” He says in a way too calm voice.

Trying your best, you try to get up, flinching as you now feel all the wounds on your body.

Your left leg, with the arm still hanging on it, collapses again and again whenever you try to put some pressure on it.

Something soft nudged your leg and pushes onto the arm. Looking down you see… a dog? Or a wolf? You’re not quite sure but whatever it is- it helps you getting that thing off.

“This takes way too long.” You hear someone saying and in a matter of seconds your thrown over the shoulder from some guy, you think you’ve seen someone during your FaceTime chats with Yuji.

“Care to help us?” He says to a white haired man with a blindfold on.

“Mhhh… no. I think you students should be able to finish this thing alone.” He smiles brightly, yet the man carrying you clearly seems annoyed. “But you can leave her with me, I’ll take care of her ~”

A silent scream escapes your lips, as the men sets you down, rather … rough, causing you to put pressure on your injured leg.

“Megumi! Haven’t I taught you how to treat a women!” The white haired male sighs and puts a hand on his forehead, shaking his head dramatically.

“This isn’t some sort of joke.” The blond one, that practically saved you from the monster, walks over to you.

“Well… the curse is tho - we thought they’d send something strong to get her, judging by who badly everyone seems to get her - but no. They sent this joke.” He gestures towards the monster, which is now surrounded by three younger looking men.

The one that carried you, another white haired one, with the neck of this jacked turned upwards and … Yuji!

Your eyes lit up the second you recognize your best friend.

He meets your eyes and a small smile appearance on his face, no wait… his mouth shouldn’t be there … why is it on his cheek?

You blink a few times, but his mouth now seems to be as normal as it can be.

The blood loos probably got to your head.

Right blood!

Looking down you see the blood still running down your leg. Reaching down, you touch the wound, regretting it the second you did so.

“Hey, wait, I get some first aid bandages out of the car.” The blond one says in a calming voice, gently grabbing your hand and guiding it away from your wound.

“Sooo you’re the girl Yuji always talks about?” the white haired men asks and tilts his head to the right, the index finger of his left hand tapping against his chin.

“Uhm.. I guess? He’s my best friend…so..” you mumble. How is he having such a normal conversation with you, when Yuji and the others are fighting this thing just a few meters away?!

“Huh… haven’t thought he’d be able to have such pretty friends.” The male mumbles.

“Excuse me?!” Your head snaps towards him and you glare at his covered eyes. “SHOULDNT YOU BE HELPING THEM?!” You gesture over to the three.

“Nahhh - they can handle it - but they are taking way too long - I was really lacking on training them.” He sighs and shakes his head.

You watch as the white haired man standing next to Yuji opens his zipper and says something- suddenly the monster collapses.

“About time.” The calming voice of the blond haired man echos through the now quiet campus.

“Here sit down.” He points to a bank and helps you sit down.

Carefully he cuts off the ripped leg of your jeans and gently places a tissue on your leg, trying to clean it up.

“Okay, I’m sorry if this hurts now, but I got to make sure that it won’t get infected.” He says and puts something to sanitize your wounds on the tissue.

“Y/N!!!!” Yuji screams and runs over to you.

“Yuj- AHHHHH” You head looks over to the blond male.

“Sorry.” He mumbles.

“Y/n. I’m so sorry I’m so so sorry!!” Yuji sits down next to you and takes one of your hands on his.

“It’s not your fault.” You smile gently at him, trying to ignore the pain.

“How did you know that I was in danger?” You ask and look around.

“We heard from many sources that basically everyone was looking for a girl named ‘Y/n.’ - Yuji quickly figured out that it was you they were looking for. “ the blond says and wraps a bandage around your leg.

“Now we want to know why.” The white man says and towers over you.

“How should I know. I don’t even know what this thing was- neither do I know what you are??” You start rambling. The shock finally leaves your body and the realization hits you. “WHAT WAS THIS MONSTER ?!” You screech.

“Hey, it was not as gorgeous as I am, but we’re not monsters.” A deep voice comes from Yuji. Confused you look towards him.

“Shut up!” Yuji says and slaps a hand over his cheek. But then a mouth appears on the back of his hand.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” You scream and jump up, almost kicking the blond male who was still holding your leg.

“I CAN EXPLAIN!!” Yuji panics, “SUKUNA SHUT UP AND LEAVE US ALONE.”

“IS THIS WHY YOU COULDN’T TELL ME WHATS UP WITH YOU?!”

“Yes …” he looks down, “It was all… well … difficult to explain to you so I just chose not to.” He looks up at you with his puppy eyes and you sigh. He knows exactly what he’s doing.

“I hate you.” You sit down again and lean against his shoulder. Putting an arm around you he leans his head on yours.

“I know … I know.”

“Okay cool- but again. What do they want from you?” The black haired guy says and his piercing green eyes seem to try to read your mind.

“I - I don’t know. I haven’t known about all of this until now.”

“Tuna, rice.” The white hair male, who now has the zipper up again, says.

“Agreed … she at least was able to see the curse.” The other white haired male says.

Your face should clearly show the confusion, but it seems as if everyone just ignores it.

“Did anything happened the past weeks? … anything strange?” The blond one asks and stands up, adjusting his glasses.

“No… not really… my boss acted strange yesterday - well he always does - when he gave me some packet to personally give to someone.”

“What packet? How big was it?” The black haired asks.

“Uhhh I thought there was some expensive watch in." You look around confused. Everyone looks over to Yuji.

“Why? What’s wrong?” You look around.

“Who did you give the packet to?” Yuji asks.

“No one actually… The male wasn’t there, so I took it with me - I planned on giving it back to him tomorrow.” You stutter.

“Who’s your boss?” The white haired one asks.

“Naoya Zenin - I got an internship being his secretary.”

Everyone stares at you now.

“You’re coming with us.” The white haired one grabs your hand.

“Nanami - you and Yuji go to her home! Find that packet - if it’s still there.” He looks over to the blond male, before addressing you again. “Anything else you heard or saw before he gave you this packet?”

“Uhm… I overheard him talking to a man… “ you stutter and he grabs your hand, dragging you with him.

“With who? What did they say?”

“I - I don’t know…” you whisper.

“Then REMEMBER!” He says in a harsh tone.

“I DONT KNOW - HE LOOKED STRANGE …” you scream, annoyed the way he dragged you with him.

“Well until you know, you be staying with us.”

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danganronpasurvivoraskblog · 2 years

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Just one Island…Watch it fall: Part 3.

*With his blades spinning in his hands, Akira takes steps towards the group of girls.

I’ll say it one more time...Stop resisting and give up your people.

You say that...but you’re not so sure of your chances against us, are you?

...!

Not only are we the Remnants of Despair, but we’re also Ultimate's. Those two alone make us extremely unpredictable. And this is hardly the first time we’ve taken down Ultimate Despair Agents.

How can you hope to stop us when you’re not even sure of what it is we’re going to do?

This isn’t just about trying to stop you getting to our friends! It’s also about not letting you leave this island in one piece!

We dedicate our lives to destroying the despair that we unwittingly brought unto the world. We are not going to allow you and Organization Zetsubou to bring it back into ruin.

Kehehe...Haha...!

HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAH! *WHEEZE!* KEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

WH-What the hell!? What’s so funny!?

Nothing, it’s just...! I can see why it is Narumi gets so excited over the prospects of fights now! I’m glad you’re so determined to give it your all! Anything less would be BORING!

That said...You’re still not gonna defeat me...!

I wouldn’t be so sure. Without that stupid hoola hoop of yours, you don’t have anything to take us down with. Look at you! You’re just skin and bones!

And we’ve got Mahiru’s camera and hacking guns to disable it!

*sigh* Yeah, that’s kinda annoying. That camera’s certainly a unique lil’ tool. And that’s why...

Wha-HAAAH!

MAHIRU!?

She’s gonna be the FIRST to die!

*Against anyone’s expectations, two pieces of the ring suddenly circle back around and piece Mahiru’s shoulders, rocketing her straight up in the air! Akira also launches himself upward after her with his ring pieces carrying him.

WOOOH!

UGH! AAOUGH!

*SMASH!*

*Akira punches Mahiru round the face, then uses his weapon to send them flying into the distance. They crash into the second island library.

But you’re not gonna be the last...

Negh!

*Mahiru smacks Akira away and rushes down the alley.

Where are you going!?

Yah!

*Mahiru ducks as the pieces of the ring barely hit her, slicing through her short hair.

HHNNGH!

*She grabs a nearby bookshelf and thrusts whole weight into it, causing them to topple over like dominos.

Really!?

*Akira reassembles the hoop and slices through the bookshelves like they’re paper.

ACK! YEAAAAAAGH!

*The hoops pieces hook themselves to Mahiru again and launch her through the library ceiling. In the distance, Peko and the others make their way as fast as they can over to her.

This is bad! He’s going to kill her!

What do we do!?

...!

Don’t worry...! She knows what she’s doing!

Huh?

*ZZZZRRRK!*

*Akira basically slices the whole library to ribbons, and as Mahiru falls, she rolls on top of the falling debris. While she’s airborne, Akira flies in as fast as he can.

Let’s end this!

*catch!*

!!!?

And now...

*WHOOSH!*

SAY CHEESE!

*SNAP!*

OH SHIIIIIT!

*Akira doesn’t see it coming. He goes in for a punch, but Mahiru catches his fist. He then maneuvers himself behind her, but Mahiru predicts this attack, whirls around and snaps him with her camera. Akira’s weapon is immediately disabled and they both fall a long way to the ground.

CATCH ME CATCH ME CATCH ME!

HOOYAH!

*Peko leaps into the air and catches Mahiru before she smashes to the ground.

*CRAASSH!*

AAHAAGH!

*Akira isn’t so lucky. He falls into a pile of rubble and the pieces of his ring clatter to the ground beside him.

I told you! Without that weapon, you’re NOTHING!

Nggrgh...! You...bitch...!

Sorry!? I can’t hear you! Stand up and say that to my face you loser!

Yeah! Where was all that bravado you had before!? Was that all a failed attempt at intimidation!?

You act all sure and casual about everything, but it doesn’t make you mature! In fact you’re quite the opposite! Like an overconfident egotistic little brat.

...!

*The pieces finally regain energy and they reassemble back into swords. Akira grabs them and they pull him to his feet.

Talk as much shit as you want...! You’re not gonna-

*SLASH!*

ECK!

I’m sorry? What were you saying?

Hngh!

...!

*Before Akira can launch himself forward, Peko jumps towards him and slices him across the chest. Akira briefly clutches his wound then throws his blades at Peko, who dodges both of them.

*POW!* *POW!*

!!??

*WHAM!*

UGH!

Do us all a favor and GO DOWN ALREADY!

*After Peko dodges the swords, Hiyoko shoots both of them with the hacking gun, sending them clattering to the ground in pieces. Defenseless because being unable to recall them, Akira cannot block an ensuing kick to the ribs from the kimono-clad dancer.

HEEE!

!!!

*Akira then reaches up and has to push into Mikan, as she brings a huge syringe down upon him.

I don’t care who or what you are! I’m not gonna be satisfied until I run this jab through you!

You think I’m scared of some little girl with some giant ass syringe!?

MIKAN! GET BACK!

HAAH!

*With Ibuki’s shout, Mikan jumps back in time to avoid Akira recalling his ring.

Where are-!?

*SMASH!*

AHACK!

*CRASH!* *BASH!* *BANG!*

*As Akira lurches to his feet, Ibuki goes crazy on him, smacking him in the face and body with her guitar weapon.

You might think you’re above everyone else, but you’re just like all the other boys.

You think you’re special, or that you’ve got some special power, but I’ve never fought a real battle a day in my life, and I could STILL kick your ass!

Why you-!

*SNAP!*

!!!??

*Mahiru once again disables Akira’s ring before he can attack Ibuki with it.

Nice one Mahiru!

*SMASH!*

AHACK!

Pekoyama Art...KIERU!

*SLASH!*

GAAGH! YAAAAGH! AH!?

Mikan!

GOT IT!

*SPAT!!*

AAHCK!

*Everything happens too fast. Ibuki gives another wallop to Akira, and sends him flying. While he’s soaring through the air, Peko readies her blade and gives Akira another hard slash with it. When steadying himself, Hiyoko suddenly ties his hands behind his back with a ribbon and then kicks him forward, allowing Mikan to stab him in the leg with her needle! Akira collapses on the floor.

Hnggh...GAGH!

...

*He tries to get up, but Mahiru stamps on his chest and pins him to the ground.

Go ahead. Call back that weapon of yours. I dare you to.

...

*Akira looks around as Peko, Ibuki, Mikan, Hiyoko and Mahiru all loom over him.

*sigh* Hehehehe...

*He lets his head hang back.

I got my ass beat by a buncha girls...Narumi’ll never let me hear the end of this...

I gotta admit. I know I was talking a lot of smack, but that was seriously a lot easier than I thought it’d be.

Yeah, for the final boss, that was pretty easy.

I don’t like it. Is this really the same threat that killed Fujimori and is trying to take over the world?

Rub salt in my wound why don’t you? And I’ll have you know it’s the boss that’s the one trying to take over the world and make this Killing Game happen.

By “the boss” you mean Tsumugi Shirogane, don’t you?

If you don’t care about her killing game, why are you still helping her with it?

What the hell else am I supposed to do? Go back to trolling Reddit and Twitter users? Nah...This is way more fun...

...Fun...?

Hm? GAAHACK!

Mikan!

*Mikan suddenly runs her syringe through Akira’s chest. She on purposefully misses his heart or lungs, but he still feels the pain.

You disrupt the lives of innocent people just for fun and games? Are you serious!?

Oh come now...as ex-terrorists, you gotta *SPLUTTER!* admit there’s...merit to wrecking shit, don’t ya?

Are you BEGGING to be killed!?

Not really...Dying...sucks...Still though, even if I do somehow die here, no one’s gonna care. It’s not like my role here matters.

Wh-What does that mean?

There’s something you girls got wrong...

*Akira suddenly points to the sky.

I...am not the final boss...

!!?

EVERYONE GET BACK-!

*CRAASSSSH!!!

*SCREAMING!*

*A massive impact suddenly bursts down from the sky and blows the whole group backwards!

HUP! HAH! YAH!

Hajime! Nekomaru!

*Before any of the girls can feel the impact, Hajime and Nekomaru suddenly arrive and catch them before they land.

Are you ok!?

eh...kinda...? Ibuki?

I teenk may brain jus commeeted sooside!

She’s fine.

Wh-What even WAS that?

Everyone get behind me.

...

*The dust cloud settles and the masked figure emerges from it.

Tsuchiya. Are you alright?

Hm...I dunno...

*He sarcastically looks down at his wounds.

No, I don’t think I am?

Then tag out. Stop waffling and go and complete your mission. Taking these guys out was MY job.

Sorry...Got carried away...

There’s a secret passage underneath the island that leads to the docks. Kazuichi and Fuyuhiko are probably travelling through there. You can get inside it from the hotel.

!!!??

H-How did he-!?

Oh sweet. Thanks man.

*Akira picks himself up with his rings, and then flies through the sky towards the hotel.

Oh no you don’t!

*Mahiru aims with her camera, but before she can take a picture.

*WHAAAMMMM!!*

!!!!!!???

MAHIRUUUU!!!

*The man in the mask rushes forward and delivers a huge kick straight Mahiru’s jaw! She rockets straight into the brick rubble and is taken out immediately! The figure flips back through the air.

Sorry, but this was all part of the contract. Now tell me, who would like to step up next?

!!!??

*Everyone else is left speechless and motionless faced with the sheer presence of the masked man.

As I thought...You might all be talented and powerful, but you’re ALL cowards. You never use your abilities for the right purpose when it matters.

...You’re wrong...That sort of thing only applies to me...!

Hm?

*Hajime nods to Mikan, who rushes over to Mahiru and tends to her wounds, digging her out of the rubble. Hajime turns back to Nagito.

Mahiru created that special weapon so that she could utilize her talent in a way that no one else would ever even think of. You’re WRONG to say that she’s too shallow with her usage of it!

The same goes for Ibuki! And Mikan! And everyone else! You have no right to call any of them cowards, especially when you hide behind that stupid mask and won’t show your face!

Go on! I dare you to take it off! Show us EXACTLY what you’ve become...! Nagito Komaeda!

*Dead silence fills the air after Hajime’s proclamation.

N-...Nagi...to?

You’re saying that that man...is Nagito...?

Hajime figured it out almost instantly...I couldn’t believe it myself.

...You’re naturally pretty perceptive...That much I’ll give you...Unless you’re just relying on those Ultimate Talents of yours.

But...WHY Nagito? Why would you sign up with Organization Zetsubou!? They’re evil, and they stand for everything you oppose!

Who are you to tell me what I do and don’t oppose!? It’s not out of the question that people would grow and evolve, and turn their backs on old ideals. In fact, ever since I met YOU, everything I’ve ever stood for has come into question!

*He points at Hajime.

And you can’t accept that, can you?

Let’s just say this isn’t me falling into Despair...It’s my own special version of finding Hope...You want to see me take off the mask Hinata? Well, don’t start crying when you don’t like what you see...

*Nagito removes his armor and his helmet.

...

*Hajime staggers backwards. His worst fears proving to have become very real in an instant...

No...you’re...you’re kidding me...!

I don’t...believe this...!

I know you must think very lowly of me for this...But do you recall what it is that I despised about you most Hajime Hinata? It’s the very fact that through thick and thin...

You and I have always been the same...!

#danganronpa survivor #danganronpa #danganronpa 2 #dr2 #danganrebirth voices #akira tsuchiya #mahiru koizumi #peko pekoyama #ibuki mioda #mikan tsumiki #hiyoko saionji #nekomaru nidai #chiaki nanami #nagito komaeda #fall of the future foundation arc

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ao3commentoftheday · 3 years

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This comment just owns my heart. I spent probably an hour rereading it again and again, feeling giddy and warm and thinking, “I don’t deserve this kind of praise.” The idea that I could engage their imagination and feelings like that is so encouraging. And they made such incredible art for it! It was probably the most detailed, intricate piece of fanart I’ve ever received. Somehow my fic inspired something great from them! That’s the best compliment I could ask for.

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[Hi!! I’m sorry to bother BUT A this story got to me so bad, and you’re such a good writer and like, it made me cry too hard and I love it and I lowkey want to unread it, so I can read it again for the first time?? Does that make any sense??? Anyway, what I mean is, you’re s o good. I found this fic recently, and I don’t often dare to leave comments but all your works are crazily inspiring to me and I h a v e to. I’d say, this work above any other sent me on a beautiful mind trip ?? like, it takes you to a place you totally forgot you’ve been before, or even a place you’ve never seen at all. It’s weird because this happens to me often with every Undertale story of yours haha, and it’s unusual to find a certain author who simply inspires you to create all the time - but you do! XD Now going to the point, if you don’t mind me talking a bit more about myself aaa:

when I read this fic, especially the scene right before the tragedy (MY HEART IS STILL BROKEN) I got a sudden memory from when I went to see the sea for the first and only time, very long ago. A huge street; one side was full of light from a lively part of the town. The other side were just these, bushes by the curb. No idea how they’re called XD The ocean and the red sunlight was left behind us, and the air was s o fresh and clean. There was nothing actually odd about it, but it was so very magical. And *you* managed to take me there again as that scene began, starting from when Alphys and Sans are talking, I think. I promise you, it felt like I *was* there, watching everything through someone else’s eyes and then *feeling* all at once. It was so vivid, and it became so freaking painful at -that- point. And you know, that’s one of the reasons why I loved more than anything this way-too-short still incredibly-perfect fic. Through your writing, you also managed to get something out of me that just left me for a while. Which is, doing art and actually enjoying and finding peace and confidence within every part of the process. And well, I must say I appreciate you greatly for it!! Actually, I’m mentioning this too, cause, this story of yours inspired me to draw a little something on that scene I’m talking about~ [link to art]

>u< The town was a lil less shiny, I just got carried away! XD I wonder if you have some sort of superpowers to make me hurt, feel so familiar, and inspire me this way >:D

Anyway, TOOOO much text. I hope I don’t seem too weird or insane or anything AAA I’m just amazed by the fact that your writing does this to me? I thought I’d let you know, since I’m reading your latest fic while writing this comment and wELP YOU - ALWAYS TELEPORT ME PLACES- You knOW? XD) PD: I loved your last two fics s o much too… and the strange deja vu feeling still conquers, you’re a p r o. Please keep up the great job, and doing what you lovee!! Without knowing, you have been encouraging an artist from a distant place to keep doing what she loves as well <3 Thank you so much for sharing your wonderful works with us here! 🥰 BUT THANK YOU NOT FOR SHATTERING MY HEART I CRIED LIKE YOU WOULDN’T IMAGINE and I loved it]

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the-closested-bisexual-himbo · 3 years

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(The updated/edited version on my Ao3 chapter 2 and name: ¿Pretty boy?)

Summary: MtF Steve/Billy

Steve has a bit of body image issues and eating issues so ⚠️⚠️TRIGGER WARNING FOR THAT!!!⚠️⚠️

((Inspired by a gif set that I found of how Steve always gives his food away to Tommy or whatever and I got emo about it cause ima dumb sad boy))

I started writing the story in the middle of a rewatch of Young Royals when this idea just came to me. had no intention on writing this much and yeah it just got away from me. Steve is weird with food and basically has an eating disorder fueled by the internal struggles of trying to admit to things about being trans excuse it for being messy or all over the place. Lol

Yo I caaant stop thinking about Billy and Steve becoming kiiiinda buddy buddy after coach makes them partner up until they “squash the beef” and their doin their workout drills during practice. Taking turns holding the others feet for crunches while they actually start talkin, initially jokes but they lead to “yeah my old man sucks too” type bonding talk filled with genuine smirks and laughs shared. Gettin more and more about their shared trauma.. and oh man the trauma bonding feels so good cause they both never thought they’d have someone who’d understand them.

After practice they go to one another’s house cause as they jokingly put it “well we know no ones gonna be home and if they are well we’ll just go some other place cause we know they won’t miss us” haha. And Billy tries to help Steve out with tips on how to bulk up but Steve always politely, turns the lightest hint of pink as he brushes it off. But man, why does Billy have to call him small, and dainty “like a girl” every time he brings it up. Cause, fuck, Steve hates that his heart always catches with his stomach with out fail every time as Billy, none the wiser keeps goin on and on about how he’s gotta bulk “his boy” up now that a real man like himself is on the team or he’ll “wipe the floor with you little bitchs”….

(Stop here read the tags I started writings the story in them, then come back here and read this next long bit lmfaoooo jumbled order cause I had nooo intention on writing this much but yeah got away from me. Don’t worry yall I promise I’ll get this actually written up into a nice sized lil fic )

(Ooooops soooo I zoned out and got carried away vibing n started to write the fic in the tags while watching young royals again with my mom (sorry if I miss gender Steve in the middle ground area before she comes out and it’s a mess in the finished version ima have my shit together but rn I’m just getting it out half minded didn’t even mean to write so much and then I did in the tags to the point where I reached my limit oop soooo I’ll have to finish it haha sorryyy cliffhanger was Steve finally ends up comfortable enough to talk about that first day and Billy’s all like “So we gonna talk about how you were jealous of your girlfriend and wanting her body in the least sexual way ooor..” and Steve figures it out and has to tip toe around the words and is scared to say it but Billy plays dumb just to get clarification aaaand Steve’s like “I-I like…. Wanna be.. *sigh* I wanna be like her.. I wanna be..” and Steve’s trembling with the pace of hyperventilating like breath, looks from the floor to Billy and is like “you know?… you have to know..” and Billy keeps fishing, wants to hear the truth out loud not for his own sake of course but Steve’s. “Just say what you mean Steve, go ahead, I’m here for you.. I swear I’m not goin anywhere, but you gotta say it” and Steves tearing up a bit as Billy urges “just breath, it’s okay, it’ll be okay, tell me.” And they’re both all vulnerable, locked in the others stare and Steve just follows Billys direction breathes and says “I-I (closes eyes and tears roll down) I’m a, girl” and then looks away, down to the floor. Eyes dewy nose gone a little red along with her eyes. Too anxious to see Billys reaction but feeling relieved all the same to have finally said it aloud and at that, another person and on top of that, being his enemy turned best friend turned crush.

Billy feel such a mix of emotions watching Steve looking off, fearing the worst he wondered to himself, Steve didn’t deserve to feel any level of worry or fear especially for just being.. uh, herself, he thought the air felt weighted in silence and he couldn’t stop himself from stirring it up by striding to Steve who still averting her gaze began to flinchingly step back. “Hey, you.. you don’t have to be scared of me Harrington.. i meant what I said, I’m not going anywhere.. aaand, it’s going to be okay.” And Steve meets his eyes for a moment before looking back down to the side as Billy closes the rest of the distance between them. “Guess this means I should call you pretty girl now?..” Billy says smiling trying to lighten the thick air. And Steve’s blushing and swallowing awkwardly as his breath hitches. Billy tries to ignore how causing Steve to be like that makes him feel and just clears his throat to say “look you don’t ever have to feel.. embarrassed or uncomfortable with me really I’m always here.. we’re all we got man-I mean fuck um, I meant that in the exclamation not like.. but still I’m sorry I’ll try to be more careful. Wh-what would you prefer I say?” And Steve feels so hot because oh my god he’s actually not running away but coming closer, Billy’s consoling her rather then berating or bullying her. And, fuck, he-he really cares like reeeally cares and nothings ever been like this in Steve’s whole life and for a moment it almost feels like a kiss was inevitable between them but Steve couldn’t bring himself to even look at him and figured Billy wouldn’t.. would he?… “um, it’s okay man we talk like that, ya know the dude and bro and man exclamation is our thing I like that and don’t want us to change that, but… I guess when it’s just us I wouldn’t mind if you tossed in that… ‘pretty girl’ thing.” And suddenly it feels like actual fire now and if this kiss doesn’t happen soon all the oxygen will cease to exist in this room. suddenly Billy’s hand is on the side of her face gently so they’re faces meet. “Look at me” Billy whispers so close Steve feels the faint breath on her face and she’s out of breath, it catches like she’s drunk on the moment as her heavy lidded eyes finally meet with his and she can tell the second they do that she’s not alone in the need, the want filling the room.) aaand.

That’s where I’ll end it tonight sorryyyy but ima work on this one for sure it’s very close to home for me haha sooo yeah. Again sorry about any misgendering in the in between in the tags I’ll go back and fix it most likely the day after tom I have a family event tom.

#do I actually have a fanfic I’m working on with this concept?…#yes yes I do lol buuut does it include Steve actually “being weird with food because of his home life and slowly coming to figure out he’s..#had an ED because he actually is trans and likes to feel smaller and empty or at least never too full aaand oh gosh so many details…#billy hargrove #steve harrington #billy x steve #billy stranger things #harringrove #harringrove headcanon #and Steve works it out with Billy on a random time he brings it up yet again but in a more pushy joking way like ‘dude you really gotta #juuust eat more I feel like you never eat or like not a lot you gotta eat more’ and Steve’s all awkward and gets reder rubbin the back #of his neck all awkward under Billy’s scrutiny.#and Steve’s like tryin to be chill and laugh it off and explain idk man it’s just not that simple for me #and Billy’s over simplifying it like wtf do you mean man you gotta bulk up so you gotta eat more just… eat more.#and Steve ends up just flairing up overwhelmed and says his thoughts because his filter leaves with the air in the room and before he knows #it he’s already said ‘maybe I just fuckin like being small okay #maybe I-I just fuckin dated Nacy out of jealousy that she’s as pretty and girly as I wish I could be but will never be cause I’m just-fuck #I’m not.. and just FUCK #can’t you just drop it let it go I get it you’re a big strong guy mister big shot that works for you but idk it always felt like a persona #a role but inside… inside ive never felt like I fit any mold anyone’s tried to push me into.’ and Billy the one red and awkward this time #he’s quite swallows lookin around n licks his lips before sayin ‘I’m sorry I-I didn’t mean to like.. I didn’t know it was like an issue #for you. if I woulda known I would shut tf up after the 1st time….. and um.. (Billy blushes harder) if…if it’s any consolation you #um… you always have been way prettier then Wheeler.’ he clears his throat lookin around then finally to Steve who’s smiling soft eyed #lookin at the ground asking ‘really’ as a whisper and Billy laughs and Steve’s smile drops for a moment thinking it was a all a joke #they meet eyes and Billy is red faced and bashful still when he says ‘yeah Harrington… so please let me make you something to eat. even just #a snack.. anything you want #for me pretty boy #haha please…’ ‘okay fine.. ugh.. I guess I could go for soooome.. hmmmmpancakes!?’#and Billy just happily smiles and says comin up pretty boy.#and that’s their thing for a while he helps him work through that and they get closer and talk more and Steve finally is comfortable enough

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