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soundofseventeen · 4 years

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Happy Ending Pt. 1 (Lee Seokmin)

Apparently the only way I can finish a series is to start posting it. So once again I have no idea how long this will be, but here we go. (I hope you enjoy I am a sucker for fairy tale stories and this boy but yall already know that okay have a good day everyone!) -erin

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“You ready?” Jun asked, eyeing you as you walked into the kitchen. You patted your skirt, showing just how straight and clean it was. You also patted your hair back, which was now formed in a tight bun on your head that almost gave you a headache. But, you were excited, so you didn’t mind.

“I think so.” You smiled, Jun shaking his head at you. “Do I look ready?”

“I mean, you look like every other maid in the castle. So… Absolutely not.” Jun grinned, causing you to let out a huff.

“Please don’t do that today. I’m nervous enough.” You said, putting a hand to your stomach. You felt like you were ready to throw up, but it was both from excitement and nerves. Jun let out a sigh, looking at you.

“Y/N, you’re going to do great. You just need to remain calm, okay? The only times maids mess up is when they get too flustered.” Jun said, causing you to nod your head.

“Okay, okay yeah. Okay.” You said, Jun rolling his eyes.

“Y/N, you’ve worked in this castle since you were what, 10? All that is changing is your position.”

“And that people will see me now.” You added, Jun shrugging.

“So what? I see the Royal Family everyday. It’s nothing to worry about.”

“You’re right. You’re right!” You said, pacing the kitchen.

“Listen, I have a lot to prep today and you’re going to be late on your first day as a maid, so you need to get out of my kitchen.” You glanced at the clock, eyes widening.

“Oh no!” You said, going to sprint from the kitchen. Jun just shook his head as you left.

You managed to make it to the hall just in time, though the head maid did notice you running in. Not the best start to your new position. But it was still just the beginning. You would be able to do this and maintain a good name.

You did your best to listen as she listed your instructions for the day. Many of the maids had done this for a while, but there were a handful who were brand new, including yourself. You really tried to make yourself focus, even when she was referring to the duties of the other maids. You figured you would have to do those tasks eventually.

“Miss Y/N?” She said, looking around at the group. Your mind flashed back to the current situation, nodding your head and stepping forward. “You’ll be in the dining hall with me.”

Oh no.

“The… The dining hall?” You said before you could stop yourself, causing her to look back at you. “Are… Are you sure? It’s my first day…”

“Yes, I am sure. Don’t speak out of turn.” She said, continuing to go through assignments.

You were currently trying to remember every single bit of formal training you had. You had never even seen the royal family (well, you saw the king once and the queen twice when they visited the kitchens and you were passing through), and now you were going to be in the same room as them? And serving them?

Once she dismissed the other maids, you approached the head maid.

“Madam I… You’re sure you meant me for this job?” To your surprise, she simply sighed and nodded.

“Miss Y/N, you’ll be fine. Jun put in a wonderful recommendation when you were being considered for this job. You just need to relax and follow my orders and everything will be fine.” She patted your shoulder, turning to walk away. “I will see in you in an hour outside of the dining hall.”

With that she left you standing in the hall, a lot more anxious and a lot less excited.

An hour later you made your way to the dining hall, running through all the reviewing you had done in the past hour. You tried to remember exactly what you were supposed to call each member of the royal family, should you be spoken to. If you weren’t, you weren’t supposed to speak at all. You also tried to remember the exact order in which you were supposed to serve food. And who you were supposed to serve it to, in which order you were supposed to serve.

You met the head maid outside the hall, along with a few other maids.

“Now, just follow along. Don’t speak unless you are spoken to, and pay attention.” Was all she said before opening the door and walking into the hall. You immediately started following one of the other maids closely. She quietly whispered to you what exactly you had to do today, which helped you feel a bit relieved. All you had to do was to bring sauce for lunch to the table.

That was easy enough.

You immediately saw her straighten up and shush you, causing you to follow her example. You turned around just as the royal family walked into the hall. You weren’t sure where to look, so you mainly looked down at the floor. You completely missed the prince walking past you, taking a second glance at you before going to sit down. The other maids quickly went to put the beginning of the meal, the maid you were following gesturing for you to stay put. It must not be your turn yet.

The royal family eating was… less than exciting. They didn’t talk. At all. They just sat and… ate. You occasionally glanced up, but quickly looked down shortly after. You were still curious, only having ever been in this room at night for cleaning. It seemed a lot smaller in the daylight. You looked down extremely quickly when at one point you glanced up and happened to catch the eye of the prince.

Then it was time for the main course. The maid you were following gestured for you to grab the sauce, so you quietly walked over to grab the bowl. You simply followed her, bringing the sauce and carefully ladling it at the table. It was going perfectly well, and you finally started to feel relieved about this.

Then you tripped.

You didn’t fully fall on the floor, nor did you spill the sauce in the bowl on the ground.

However, you did manage to dump about half of it down your dress. You looked up horrified, only to see the horrified look on the faces of the other maids. The head maid managed to look calm, and you just mentally cursed yourself.

Then you heard a chuckle, looking up to see the prince with a hand over his mouth.

And you were now completely horrified.

You’re in the royal family’s presence for less than half an hour, and you have already embarrassed yourself.

You silently walked back to the table, setting the bowl back on the table. You went back to your position, trying extremely hard not to cry. The rest of the meal seemed to take forever, but this time your eyes never left the floor. Finally, the royal family finished their meal and left the hall, causing you to exhale. To your surprise you felt a hand on your shoulder almost immediately, followed by another from another maid.

“Are you alright?” One of them asked, causing you to look up. You nodded your head, taking another deep breath.

“I wouldn’t worry about it too much.” The other maid said, giving you a small smile. “My first day I almost spilled milk on the prince. Everyone has a rough first day.” She simply said, going to start cleaning up.

You basically avoided the head maid during the entire clean up process, and the second you were done you ran down to the kitchens, still trying not to cry. Jun picked his head up when he heard the door open up.

“Hey, how was your first- why the hell do you have sauce all over your dress.” Jun said, eyebrows furrowing. You just stared at Jun, who slowly put pieces together.

“...You were in the dining hall, huh?” You continued to stare, Jun nodding his head. “And you… tripped and spilled the sauce everywhere?”

“Not everywhere. Just on me.” You said, taking a seat by the table and putting your head in your hands.

“Sounds rough. Sorry.” Jun said, walking over and putting a plate in front of you. You looked up to see the tarte on the table, smiling a little bit.

“Thank you.”

“It probably wasn’t as bad as you thought.” Jun said, going back to working on some prep for dinner.

“The prince laughed.” You said, pouting as you ate a chunk of the tarte.

“Oh that’s nothing. He laughs at everything.” Jun waved off, but it still bugged you. “Look, finish your tarte, go clean your dress off, and just forget about this. I promise it wasn’t as bad as you think.”

You silently finished the tarte, letting out a sigh.

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writingkeepsmewhole · 4 years

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Stolen Moments.

This is part 14 to Betrayal. The first fic in my 365Fics challange. I am going to try my hardest to post a new fic every day this year. I had to start it with my favorite. I hope yall enjoy it. P.S. If you've never seen dirty dancing your not going to get the middle part of this part.

Fic Summary: Scarlet spends some time with Dean.

Dean Winchester x OC Scarlet

Warnings: Language, Mentions of sex. I think that’s it.

Taglist Would love to add you: @thewinchesterchronicles @amandamaesweetheart @scarlettreneem @deans-baby-momma

Part 1 Part 13

When we woke up again it was to the sound of someone knocking on the door. Both me and Dean look at each other wondering who it could be and knowing we both were only in our birthday suits..

“Hold-.” Dean didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence the door being opened by Ruby bouncing threw the door.

“Hey, we are leaving to go get break- Are you two naked under there?” She asks going from excited to shocked.

“No, we are just wearing invisible clothes.” I say trying not to let my embarrassment show.

It was one thing for her to know about me and Dean it was another for her to catch us in bed together.

“Oh cool. Well anyways we are leaving in like thirty minutes so you two need to get up and get dressed okay?”

“Okay, Ruby you can leave now.”

“Fine but if only if you promise to get dressed and not have sex.”

Feeling my face flush I grabbed the pillow behind me and chuck it at her.

“Get out.” I say it hitting her in the face and falling to the floor.

“Oh my gosh I’m sorry! For that I’m taking this with me.” She says bending over and picking up the pillow carrying it with her as she leaves and shuts the door behind her.

“Did that just happen?” Dean asks looking at me.

“Yes.” I nod moving to get out of the bed, only to have Dean grab me and pull me back in tapping me under him.

I giggle when he starts to pepper my face and neck with kisses.

“What are you doing?” I ask threw my laughter.

“Getting my fix before we start the day.”

“Oh you are addicted to kissing me?”

Moving up he kisses my nose and nods.

“Sorry thought I would tell you before things got serious.”

“Well now that, that is out of the way we have to get ready.”

“Fine.” He says dropping his head to my shoulder.

We both got out of bed getting dressed in silence. Neither me nor Dean was a morning person so it worked out well.

I got dressed in simple jeans, a T-shirt and boots. Throwing my hair in a high pony I only put on mascara and some nude lips.

Dean got dressed in a similar fashion adding a red flannel over his black T-shirt.

“Where’s my jacket?” I ask him looking around for it.

“You left it downstairs.”

“Great now your dad’s gonna think I’m messy.” I say as Dean opens the bedroom door holding it for me to walk out first.

“We are both equally messy.” I say as I pass him.

“Yeah I know.” He says smacking my butt then quickly moving down the steps two at a time a boyish grin on his face.

“Really?” I ask following after him.

“Oh can I borrow you for a moment sweetie.” Kate says once I reach the bottom of the steps, Dean going to join Sam and John in the living room.

“Yeah sure.” I say Kate pulling me into the kitchen.

“I know you really don’t know me.” She says getting my attention.

“But I noticed that Dean’s birthday is coming up and I wanted to ask you what would be something we could get him. John always sends him camping gear but I wanted to do something different this year and I thought since you know him best.”

“Oh, right.” I say blushing and not knowing why.

“He’s pretty easy to please. He loves pie, and classic rock music, Baby, and beer. He’s a typical guy.”

“Baby?” She asks looking confused.

“Oh he’s car. He calls her Baby so much I can’t help but do it.”

“That’s so cute.” She says laughing softly.

“What’s cute?” Dean asks walking into the kitchen.

“Here’s your jacket.” He says holding it out to me.

“Thanks babe.” I say taking it and pressing my lips to his jaw without thinking about it.

I once again feel myself blush but this time I know why. I was getting comfortable with being Dean’s “wife”.

“Your welcome sweetheart.” He says kissing my head.

“Dad’s ready to go by the way.” He says to Kate.

“Oh right, yes let’s go get some pancakes.” She says grinning and rushing out of the room.

“She really wants some pancakes.” Dean says making me giggle.

“She made me want pancakes.” I say putting my jacket on.

“I’ll get you some pancakes babe.” He says winking wrapping his arm around me and leading me out of the house.

After a surprisingly normal family breakfast we spent the rest of the day at John’s house reminiscing over memories. Dean, Sam and John watching the local football game that was on, while me and Ruby talked outside. It was an easy day. As it got later people started to show up again, the same ones that was here yesterday. I was happy to see Bobby’s familiar face. Him and John friends for a long time.

When dinner time rolled around I offered to help Kate cook, surprised when Dean offered to help. He turned on an oldies station as we did.

It was odd how well we moved around each other as if we have cooked together for a long time. I couldn’t help but smile at that thought.

As we cooked the radio started playing LoverBoy by Mickey and Sylvia. This was the first time we were alone and I was glad for the quiet everyone else outside or dusted throughout the house.

I was humming along the song from one of my favorite movies as I frosted cake. Slowly swaying to the music. Dean behind me doing something with the turkey.

I didn’t fight the smile when Dean pressed up against my back.

“Sylvia.” He sings along with the song kissing the shell of my ear.

I let out a giggle but quickly play along.

"Yes mickey?"

“How do you call your lover boy?” He sings placing his hands on my hips.

"Come here lover boy."

“And if he doesn't answer?” His lips moving down my neck.

"Oh lover boy.."

“And if he still doesn't answer?”

"I simply say, baby oh baby, my sweet baby, you're the one" I sing softly reaching my hand up to run it through the hair at the back of his head. Tilting my head back his lips easily find mine. I kiss him back spinning around to face him. I smile into it as his hands run up my back him pulling me closer.

When someone clears their throat we jump apart looking at the door to see John standing there.

“You taking dancing lessons now?” He says as if nothing happened it making me start laughing.

“Yeah I'm learning how to cha cha.” I say looking up at Dean. His ears were red telling me he was embarrassed.

“Well you two wrap it up and come hang out by the fire.” He says closing the fridge door from getting a drink and leaning us alone.

“Did that just happen?” I ask looking up at Dean him letting out a groan.

“Unfortainly.”

“That song is cursed.”

“For interrupting a good time hell yeah it is.”

“It’s not like we could do anything in the kitchen.” I say us returning to a previous tasks.

“Hasn’t stopped us from trying.”

“Dean!” Is say my face heating up.

“Come on, let’s go join the family fun.” He says Re-putting the turkey in the oven.

“Fine, no funny beniss.”

“Yes ma’am.” He says kissing my cheek and pulling me towards the back door, a beer in hand.

“Will you finish up?” Dean ask’s Kate as we pass her in the dining room.

“Sure thing sweetie.” She says patting his arm and standing up to do just that.

We walk outside Dean’s fingers lace with mine, he walks off the porch and the chair next to Sam and Ruby, in front of the fire. There was only the one left, Dean sitting in it. I was surprised when he pulls me into his lap, his hand leaving mine to land on my hip.

“Well alright then.” I say to him, earning a wink.

“So how are things going?” Sam asks his eyes bouncing between the both of us.

I knew Sam knew and Ruby but it was a bit weird to talk about.

“Everything's good. You?” Dean says sipping his drink.

“What do you mean?” Sam asks quickly.

“Nothing relax Sammy, just asking how you are.”

“I’m good.”

“Okay good.”

“So how’s dinner coming, I’m starving!” Ruby says drawing out the last word.

“Should be done in few. I’m sure Kate will call for us when it is.” Dean says pushing my bra strap back on my shoulder.

“Thanks.” I say say smiling at him.

He winks and smiles back.

“So what did you make?”

“Thanksgiving food.” I answer her.

“But it’s not thanksgiving?”

“Well duh, but it’s what she had in the kitchen. I assumed that’s what she wanted to feed all these people.”

“Dad loves thanksgiving food. That’s probably why.” Sam says a solom undertone to his voice.

“Well at least there is pie.” Dean says smiling trying to lighten the mood.

“Yeah that I had to threaten you how many times not to eat?”

“Babe it’s pie, you don’t turn down pie.”

“Well Babe-” I say poking his nose.

“You can’t have something that wasn’t offered to you yet.”

“Kate wouldn’t care. She thinks I’m “cute” remember?”

“What?” Sam asks.

“Kate asked me what Dean would want for his birthday. I told her what he likes and she said that it was cute not that she thinks your cute.”

“I think I'm adorable.” He says smirking.

“I think your full of it.”

He grins at me making me smile back, his eyes meeting mine.

“Hey!” Ruby calls making me jump.

“No PDA.” She says pointing at me.

“I’ve seen you make out with Sam in our kitchen.” I say earning a laugh from Dean and her. Sam just looking flushed.

“Yeah but that’s in my own house not at my “in laws” house.” She says doing air quotes around in laws.

“Well it’s a little too late for that.”

“And I’m going inside.” Sam says standing up, Dean chuckling.

“Oh come on now Sammy you should enjoy the moment.” He says after him.

“Yeah.” Sam says waving as he gets closer to the porch.

“Now I have to go inside.” Ruby says standing up and grabbing her drink.

“Why? You like Sam better than me?” I ask looking up at her.

“Well he gives me sex and you don’t.” She says shrugging and turning to chase after him.

I shake my head and turn to face Dean.

“How are them to together?”

“They say opposites attract?”

“I guess so.”

“Hey, most people would say we won’t last.” He says making my stomach flip.

“You think we will?” I ask meeting he’s green eyes.

“Hell yeah. I think we are going to last a lifetime.”

“You been watching to many chick flicks.” I say my butterflies dancing in my stomach.

“I’ll blame that on you.” He says grabbing the back of my neck gently and pulling me down to press his mouth to mine.

I kiss him back knowing that this wouldn’t last. It might right now, but we would have to go back home. Rebecca would get better and Dean will do the right thing.

I feel bittersweet as I kiss him knowing that I would have to enjoy and savour these stolen moments.

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bakudekuficlibrary · 6 years

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could yall list some slow burn/slow build non-au fics? canon divergent is fine! if thats too specific and youd rather use this ask as a reason for just a general slow burn masterlist thats cool too

Hi! I’m gonna give you some Non-AU, slow build fics because we’re here to take care of you, babe. If you don’t want AUs, there shan’t be any AU fics. (However, we weren’t sure if you considered fics that took place in the future an AU, but we added it anyway. Pretty much anything that was canonverse was included!) Also we only post Masterlists on Mondays and we didn’t want you to have to wait a whole week. Enjoy!!!

-Ellie

38 Works.

The Devil Ships ZeKu by xairylle ( E | 160,555+ | 28/? )

Midoriya Izuku knew what fanfiction was. He just didn’t think there was something like THIS out there. About him and Kacchan no less.

Falling by soulstring ( E | 131,312+ | 21/? )

He knows that Katsuki is cruel, and for the sake of looking down on him he could do something like this. But even so, if it was just to mess with him, Katsuki of all people should know better than to expect years of punches and cruel taunts will make him say yes.

SeriesPart 1 of You grew up when I wasn’t looking

[Underage]

Unknown Number: I Love You by Explosion_Boy (push_it_hajime), Lillabelle ( T | 50,352 | 11/11 )

Opposites attract right? Well that’s what Midoriya’s friend, Uraraka, thinks. Her friend from another school talked about another guy, Bakugou Katsuki, and the two girls decided the two were perfect for each other. Now Midoriya is left with the number of a guy he didn’t even know.

How bad could it be?

Some Read It For The Articles by low_commotion ( T | 44,014+ | 8/? )

It all starts because Kirishima lets slip to Kaminari, who whispers it loudly to Sero and is overheard by Ashido, who tells Jirou, who announces it the rest of the girls in the class, that Bakugou has some secret beefy dude mags hidden deep under his bed.

surveying, reconciliation (and other forms of not-matchmaking) by vannral ( E | 17,449 | 6/6 )

In all honesty, Izuku thinks he really shouldn’t be having this crisis.

In which Mina has fun trying to play matchmaker, Izuku has Realizations™ about his feelings for Katsuki, and the class 1-A will witness many weird things.

Can We Not? by vulcanhighblood ( T | 13,170+ | 6/? )

Journalist Midoriya Izuku just wants to catch the last train home, he didn’t ask for any of this. But when Ground Zero brutalizes a vending machine before your very eyes and then offers to buy you a coffee, well, you don’t refuse.

The Art of Indifference by qye ( Not Rated | 15,699+ | 20/? )

Bakugou is used to being the center of attention- be it anger, confussion, or fear (mostly fear) everyone always gives him a reaction.

Until all the sudden, Deku doesn’t.

What a fucking asshole.

synthesis by DriftingGlass ( M | 31,325+ | 6/? )

They didn’t know how it happened, or when a concept so fickle and ridiculous blossomed in the garden of doubts, anger, and pain in which they so frequently visited.

Between scarred hands and bloodied knuckles, unspoken thoughts stirred like petals in springtime rain.

Bakugo was not prepared for the undeniable change spurring between them.

Unfortunately, neither was Midoriya.

Breaking Point by Tsar Tsarevich (Rusbuster) ( T | 26,469+ | 9/? )

Over the years since Katsuki received his explosive quirk, he has done nothing but bully Izuku, both physically and mentally as a result of his over-inflated ego. Then, one day, he takes it too far.

“If you want a quirk so damn badly, just throw yourself off the fucking roof and hope you get one in the next life!”

Everyone has a breaking point, even Izuku.

[Major Character Death]

A Haze of Crystal by semiautomatichearts ( T | 39,255+ | 10/? )

In the throes of a harsh snowstorm, Izuku Midoriya narrowly brushes with death in their childhood because of Katsuki Bakugou, and the guilt lives within him, a festering hole that becomes a trigger for the gradual degradation of their relationship. When Izuku falls ill in a blizzard years later, Katsuki sees history begin to repeat, and there is no answer for the subsequent flood of emotion that emerges from the feather’s edge of kindness and cruelty.

Hummingbird Heartbeat by Tokiji ( M | 29,114+ | 6/? )

“The knife went through his fucking chest, Kirishima.” Katsuki spat his name into his face, mouth twisting into a vicious snarl, teeth and all. “You know that’s where his heart is, right? And his fucking lungs? All the vital shit?”

Kirishima blanched. “I-I know, I just meant—”

“What, you mean to tell me that your stupid fuckin’ ass is so ignorant to forget that he lost a shit ton of blood, hah?! Yeah, it was a flippin’ knife wound, oh hoo-ray, but look at the nerd now! He’s fucking dying because of it!”

Petals In Your Hair by Yuechum ( T | 12,978+ | 12/26 )

Katsuki sees him with sunlight in his hair, the lines of his face softer and more gentle in these brief moments. He looks breathtaking like this he’ll think, watching all the while, wondering just when Izuku became someone to long for so deeply.

The slightest hint of a smile lingers on Izuku’s face when he notices, and the urge to touch grows, grows, grows.

how he should’ve known (and how it turned out) by vannral ( M | 20,381+ | 6/? )

Izuku should’ve listened and known and watched out for this so he wouldn’t be here, in this position.But he is, and everything is awful.

In which Katsuki and Izuku pretend to be a couple to avoid journalists, the plan backfires magnificently because of course it does, and the act goes on. Includes feelings, pining, domestic fluff and jealousy.

Friends with Benefits by acupfullofcolors ( M | 27,112 | 11/? )

“You two knuckleheads should settle your differences. This tension between the both of you disturbs the class and slows their progress down because of this shit you’re throwing at each other. So do something against it or I will!” Aizawa hollers at both of them.

After a night of drinking in the common rooms Izuku wakes up in Katsuki’s bed, butt naked and about to panic in fear of getting yelled at but instead Katsuki answers that he might found the perfect solution for their problem.

‘Friends with benefits’ is what he calls his suggestion.A concept which works fine when you seek relieve and try to ease your sexual need and the tension.

That is until someone craves more ….

SeriesPart 1 of Crazy Stupid Love

Cuddles and Kittens by ItsNotAControlKink ( G | 79,874+ | 41/? )

It partially starts when Mineta brings it home, but officially starts when Hagakure convinces Bakugo to come cook, and Kirishima thinks that he’s a little down and proposes a competition - first to make Bakugo laugh, and really laugh without involving pain of others, wins.

In other words, a simple competition to make Bakugo laugh makes more feelings sorta spring out and it’s cute.

SeriesPart 1 of BNHA Ships

You Don’t Know Me by Cellaira ( M | 19,992 | 5/? )

After the loss of his mentor, Izuku struggles to rekindle his heroic passion working as a pro hero. Putting on a brave face, he continues saving civilians with a smile and stands tall as the new pillar of peace. Every day seems to drag on until a certain person blasts his way back into his life. Maybe the one that can save Izuku from his nightmares is the one that fuels them.

On hiatus until season two ,,,,

[Graphic Depictions of Violence]

Mistaken Identity by SasuNaru22 ( E | 21,048+ | 9/? )

Midoriya Izuku, has a sort of small (big) crush on Todoroki Shouto. He doesn’t quite know how to approach him though, so he sends him a text instead. In response, he’s told to do a series of tasks to prove how serious he is about a possible relationship. Everything seems to be going well until suddenly it isn’t. Who the heck has he really been talking to???

Run Into the Unknown by NightGivesWayToLight ( T | 28,506+ | 9/? )

Kaitou shyly reaches up to touch Bakugou’s face. A second later, he changes from a boy with gray eyes and black hair to a mini Bakugou, blonde explodey hair and all.Bakugou almost drops Kaitou in shock. “W-what the–?”“My quirk,” Kaitou says in explanation, smiling a little at the shock on Bakugou’s face.—————–When a young boy is found in the wreckage from a building collapse, Izuku and Bakugou’s lives change forever.

Mistakes and Amends by ThisIsJapaneseLunchTimeRush ( T | 31,706 | 15/15 )

Bakugou and Midoriya have been estranged for years following a devastating incident that left one of them unable to follow his dream.

Safe Ride Home by jackmischief ( M | 30,806+ | 9/? )

Katsuki doesn’t give Deku a second thought. He just dreams about him sometimes. And has nightmares where Deku doesn’t make it out of those deadly villain battles. It’s not his fault he gets honest when he’s drunk.

Bitter and Sweet by 13th ( T | 32,551 | 9/9 )

To Katsuki, memories are the bane of his existence, they’re picky and unpredictable.

To Izuku, memories are fragile glass, easy to shatter and requires a lot of attention.

Different recollection of the past, but similar enough to have the same result. Hopefully, the day they acknowledge these revelations can finally mend those bothering questions that none of the other answered.

(In other words. Just goddamn, talk it out.)

Propinquity by Jaylun ( M | 14,11 | 5/5 )

“Bakugou FOUR days! Midoriya THREE days! Both of you are under house arrest!! You will be cleaning all of the dormitory plus the common spaces morning AND night!”

It takes less than three days together to finally realize how they truly feel for each other. Who knew they just needed more time to themselves to sort out their feelings?

-Takes place after ch120 and during ch121-

Study Session by setsujoumayu ( T | 16,095 | 5/5 )

Izuku can’t really remember how he ended up studying in Katsuki’s room with Katsuki. (Okay, he does, but neither of them even talk to each other anyway so this might as well be a nightmare he’ll forget about once he wakes up, right?)

SeriesPart 1 of sorry’s not enough, you know

Ambivalent by bakuboi ( T | 24,462+ | 6/? )

Bakugou Katsuki does not hate Midoriya Izuku…but he sure as hell doesn’t like him, either.

The Connection by Izaioi ( T | 35,313 | 16/16 )

Izuku has spent years of his life watching him train alone. Almost every day after school they would hide somewhere without witnesses and Katsuki would do physical training first and quirk training later. Izuku would watch, learning every single detail about him.Katsuki would often tell him to get lost, to not follow him in his training spots. Yet Katsuki never actually sent him away. Izuku would sit a bit farther, open his notebook and start writing.

(A rewriting of the canon, their relationship was a bit better from the start because they were stopped before they could reach the critical point.)

Lost and found by Sad_Pawn ( T | 10,208+ | 5/? )

Katsuki is finally back after being taken by the League of Villains. However, he seems to have lost an important piece of himself. Can he recover without it?

Midoriya is so relieved that Kacchan is back and safe. But when he visits him, he immediately notices something is terribly, terribly wrong. Can he help restore his childhood friend’s hope?

I don’t think you care, but do you? by confused_atm ( M | 4,454+ | 4/? )

Izuku is still scarred from his relationship with Katsuki during their childhood, and maybe they try to fix it. Together.(I’m bad at summaries y'all :’) help idk what I’m doing)!!TRIGGER WARNING!! There is self-harm, but only in like the first chapter

Lay It On Me by BaskTheHound ( M | 18,978+ | 4/15 )

“So. Why are you dreading Izuku coming home after all these years?”

I looked at her with a frown, but in reality I was at the verge of tears. “It was easier to make hypothetical scenarios of how I would talk to him after all of this time. Now that I’m going to face the real shit, I’m nervous.” I confessed. “And on the other hand… if everything goes as I want it to go, if Izuku has a place in his heart for me after all of… everything… then I don’t think I will believe I deserve it, because I don’t.”

Inconceivable by Muhleh ( M | 15,734+ | 8/? )

[in-kuh n-see-vuh-buh l]

adjective1.not conceivable; unimaginable; unthinkable.

Example: It was inconceivable. He wouldn’t cheat on him. Would he?

Summer Heat by Disney_Princess_Izuku ( T | 11,947 | 1/1 )

One summer isn’t enough to solve a lifetime’s worth of misunderstandings and pain.

It takes two.

Alternatively, Izuku and Katsuki start a romance, end it, and then begin anew.

SeriesPart 1 of Thirty Days of Summer

One Door Closes, Another Opens by MadamBlue ( M | 7,562+ | 4/? )

They say when one door closes another one opens, but for Izuku it feels like the worlds has completely shut itself to him. Sure he was the number one hero but what has he sacrificed to get where he is? Can he get that back, or has that door been shut forever?

Learn To Love by Abitofeverything_ok ( E | 14,878+ | 5/? )

They happened to be walking in the same area when a villain happened to show up right in front of their faces. The villain had a mission. He had been watching these two rivals for some time and they were the next perfect target. He grabbed an arrow from his quiver he had on his back and used his bow aiming for the two boys. Before they could react, he shot and everything went dark.

My Hero Bakudemia by jebbielee ( M | 13,499+ | 14/? )

Bakugou Katsuki has everything. The powerful Quirk. The guaranteed acceptance into the nation’s top hero school. A whole lot of emotions that he needs to work through. The desire to win. A certain green-haired thorn in his side that he needs to remove. Okay maybe some of those things aren’t exactly hero-material, but he is Bakugou Katsuki, damnit.

And this is the story of how he is going to become the greatest hero of all time.

What Remains by otakuchan354 ( M | 4,316+ | 2/? )

In the aftermath of his hands being taken, Katsuki has to relearn how to do everything, and to let Deku help him.

Four Letter Word by Ianterweb ( M | 2,763+ | 2/? )

H A T EL O V EFour letter words that Katsuki doesn’t know when to use when it comes to Izuku. After two years of trying to rebuild their friendship the blond begins to feel something more, and it absolutely terrifies him.

Gift in Winter by DragonKRZ ( T | 2,822+ | 1/? )

No fucking way, it wasn’t possible. It was Deku they were talking about. The only thing Bakugou knows is that he’s fucked. Kirishima should stop grinning at him and giving him thumbs up before he gets his face pummeled. Midoriya is an oblivious fluff ball while Todoroki joins the Deku squad. Tentatively set in the summer after their first year.

Operation: SNAFU by otakuchan354 ( M | 1,254+ | 1/? )

When Deku goes MIA on a covert mission, how far will Katsuki go to find him and bring him home?

Mine by honrydenki ( T | 2,076+ | 2/? )

Izuki and Katsuki now have kids and live a clam and peacefully life in their small pack. But all of that changes when Izuki goes missing.

((I really suck at summaries sorry ;-; ))

#BakuDeku #KatsuDeku #BNHA #bkdkfl ask #w:underage #w:mcd #t:ptsd #g:sb #g:canonverse #au:cd #curator ellie

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katzuyas · 6 years

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hi! it’s same-face-in-every-selfie kat lmao I was tagged by @nikiviki for the 7 selfies of 2017 meme, so here’s my pick at why-tf-do-I-have-so-much-pink-lipstick year lololol thanks so much for the tag love 💕

I’ll be tagging my angel @tetsya bc I haven’t seen ur sweet face in ages and I need me some of that cute uwu, and then also: @theexitgarden, @relent, @maniacani, @saniika, and @tendou-satori if you guys feel like it!

the rest of the tag games are under the cut ^u^)b

tagged by @evenifidie thanks for the tag!!

Take an excerpt of your writing, put it into Google Translate, translate it into a random language, and then back into English, and see what you end up with!

ORIGINAL:

Yuuri's sleep warm and cuddly, and Victor wants nothing more that to keep spooning him until they can both wake up enough to exchange slow, soft kisses like they do on their days off. Sadly, it's not one of those days and they need to get up.

-- from a little something I have written for @domesticvictuuriweek

CEBUANO TO ENGLISH:

Yuuri's sleep is hot and vibrant, and Victor does not want to keep on blowing him until they both feel enough to move slowly, soft kisses like their days. Sadly, this is not one of those days and they have to get up.

well the last sentence was underwhelming but victor blowing yuuri when he’s hot and vibrant in his sleep is definitely not the vibe I’m going for here ahahah lmao this was a bust

oh man I’m gonna tag ppl for it bc this was fun: @sagechan, @matsinko, @the-world-of-illyas-james, @shslshortie and @kaja-skowronek

tagged by @evenifidie thanks again!!

rules: post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic, original work, poetry, whatever floats your boat!) and tag the same number of people as there were words in the sentence

One that Victor can't wait to be fulfilled.

lol good luck figuring out what this is

and I’m too lazy to tag for this one, sorry tcuhyjbnj if u want to do it, feel urself tagged tho! especially the ppl from the tag above! //winkwonk

tagged by @kaja-skowronek thanks so much for the tag, sweetheart 😘

1) HOW MANY WORKS IN PROGRESS TO DO YOU CURRENTLY HAVE?

posted and updated regularly only one (carry on), which is more of a drabble dump than a wip, but I’m working on 5 others which are eating me alive bc I have no chill whatsoever lmao

2) DO YOU/WOULD YOU WRITE FANFICTION?

been there done that still doing it lol

3) DO YOU PREFER PAPER BOOKS OR EBOOKS?

definitely books, there’s nothing better than the feel of turning the pages and the smell of paper and ink while ur gobbling up page after page, it’s awesome. would never change for anything else in the world. now if only we could get fics printed out as well I’d be in heaven

4) WHEN DID YOU START WRITING?

I was probably around 12-13, visiting my dad in the us, and I got completely swallowed by reading harry potter fics. that’s when it all started for me. and then when I got home I wanted to try my hand at it and... now here we are, almost 13 years later lol

5) DO YOU HAVE SOMEONE YOU TRUST THAT YOU SHARE YOUR WORK WITH?

I usually don’t like to share my work when it’s unfinished so it’s v rare for me to do so

6) WHERE IS YOUR FAVOURITE PLACE TO WRITE?

my room, at night, when there’s peace and quiet and I can focus properly

7) FAVOURITE CHILDHOOD BOOK?

definitely harry potter, no runner ups

8) WRITING FOR FUN OR PUBLICATION?

the big dream is one day maybe publication but for now it’s just for fun

9) PEN AND PAPER OR COMPUTER?

used to be pen and paper, and then I’d be rewriting that mess onto the computer, but now I’m just too lazy and wtf pen&paper hurts my wrist so much how did I even take notes back in school this is ridiculous omg

10) HAVE YOU EVER TAKEN ANY WRITING CLASSES?

mm yea uni classes which were absolute shit eh

11) WHAT INSPIRES YOU TO WRITE?

everything, really. what inspires me? the colour of leaves in the fall, the snow sparkling on the ground in winter, the fog that doesn’t let you see further than a few meters before you, the chilling cold on the morning walks, the dark that’s brightened up only by the dim street lamps, the colour of the sky that isn’t really blue but tints into reds and pinks and oranges and purples

what gives me strength to write? the comments and tags on my fics, that’s the best reward after spending hours on creating something - to see that people love and appreciate your work, it’s awesome

this was a great tag so I’m gonna put a few other writers on the task ;3c I’m tagging: @evenifidie, @saniika, @matsinko, @rayrayswimusic and @nee-saan

tagged by @evenifidie thanks babe ur spoiling me 💕

list five of your favourite fics (that you’ve written!) and why you like them

have yourself a merry little christmas (make the yuletide gay)

yoi | victuuri | nsfw | 9k the reason why I love it is v simple: it’s full of sweet, winter fluff and doting on vitya nikiforov which I always will put before everything else 🙏🙏

if there's a will, there's a way

yoi | victuuri | 17k+ this fic is my baby and I have such huge plans for it that I’m almost scared of writing it but gosh I love it? it’s a historical fantasy au which is totally something of a crown jewel in my writing imo and I’m super proud of what already is posted and what else is to come

to keep you warm

yoi | victuuri | 8k it’s another one of my multiple fantasy au fics bc I live for those and I adore this one especially bc of the imageries, it gives me good vibes and I loved writing it, and I still love coming back to it every now and then

oh ye of so little faith

dna | miyusawa | 32k what can I say? it’s another fantasy au, yes, you guessed it lol I just really love them? and I love this one bc of the characterisation which I’m super proud of and the character development and the actual writing I put into this bc I worked super hard on it and it still pains me that it received only so little attention //sighs

The Matchmaker

hq | kurohina | nsfw | 73k oh gosh there’s so many things I can say about this one but I’ll stop at the most important one: it’s the longest fic I’ve ever written and I’ll forever be proud of myself for sticking it out and finishing it //pats myself on the back

this was actually pretty fun so I’ll tag @kaja-skowronek, @shslshortie, @the-world-of-illyas-james, @starrwinter, @thatravenclawnextdoor and @harmonization

tagged by @kaja-skowronek thank you!!

relationship status: can’t believe I’m actually typing this but... taken ;3c

favorite color: I don’t have only one, but I’m really in love with the pastels recently

favorite hobby: definitely writing!

last song: transit by takaaki natsushiro bc I’m rewatching yowapeda before new season hits

last movie: caught the last scenes of hp and the sorcerer’s stone last night on tv ;3c

top three shows: wow... that’s tough. yoi is definitely the top top, but the other two I’d say daiya and khr bc the nostalgia is strong these days

I’m not tagging anyone for this one, but if someone wants to do it, I’m tagging you personally ^u^)b

phew, this was a lot to go through yhchyvbjn I’m so bad at doing these orz I’m so sorry yall it’s been like months since some of these tags I’m a lazy shit ahaha anyway, thanks so much for all of it, I really loved these!!! 💕

#tag game #me myself and I #wow this was a lot #but I had fun #also an excuse to post my face is always a good one #hi I'm kat nice to meet yall face to face lol

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writingkeepsmewhole · 5 years

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Let’s Do This

This is part 12 of Betrayal. This is kinda a filler but next part is gonna be little steamy so look forward to that. I hope yall like it. Let me know what you think thanks loves.

Dean invites Scarlet to a family reunion.

Dean Winchester x OC Scarlet

Warnings: Language, cheating, mention of cancer.

Taglist Would love to add you: @thewinchesterchronicles @amandamaesweetheart @scarlettreneem

Part 1 Part 11

I was sitting in my week old bedroom once again filling out applications on my laptop. Ruby mentioned buying the dinner anytime she thought she could. I gave her the same answer over and over. That I would think about it. My life was so mixed up at the moment I didn’t even know what I wanted to do anymore. The only thing that seemed normal was Dean and he wasn’t something I should thing is normal.

I was pulled from my task my phone ringing. I answered the unknown number placing my phone between my ear and shoulder.

“Hello?” I ask not expecting an answer or exception some robot trying to sell me something.

“Scarlet? Is that you?” Asks a raspy voice I barely recognized.

“Rebecca?” I ask holding my phone with my hand.

“Yeah, it’s me.” She says letting out a horse chuckle.

“I didn’t expect to hear from you. How are you?”

“Aggravated, they keep sending me to some wack job therapy and I just want out of here.”

“I’m sorry but-.”

“Why did you put me in here?” She asks not hiding the anger in her voice.

“Because you were becoming dangerous.”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“You attacked both me and then Dean.” I say calmly not wanting to set her off.

“He-.. He’s going to leave me.” She says solemnly.

“He told you that?” I ask my heart skipping the email on his phone coming to my mind.

“He asked for a brake.”

“Do you blame him?” I say before I can stop myself.

“You think this is my fault?”

“I didn’t-.”

“You know what I don’t even know why I called you never listen to me anyway.”

“Becca I-.” I was cut off by her hanging up it making me eyes glaze over.

I sit there still holding the phone as the conversation plays over my head. Her asking me why I put her there stabbing a little deeper each time.

“What did I do?” I ask the phone once again ringing.

“Rebecca?” I ask quickly not even looking at it.

“Rebecca? You talked to her?” Dean’s voice fills my ear.

“Yeah, she just called.” I say pinching my nose and closing my eyes feeling a headache come on.

“Huh”

“She didn’t call you?”

“No.”

“Your better off shes mad.”

“She’s getting that crap out of her.”

“I know.” I say leaning back on the headboard.

“You don’t sound happy.”

“I’m not. I just feel guilty.”

“Well don’t she was gonna kill herself if we didn’t do that.”

“I did it.”

“On paper you did it. I agreed to it as well.”

“I guess.” I say shrugging even though he couldn’t see it.

“Where are you?”

“Home.”

“Ruby there?”

“I don’t think so. Why?”

“I’m on my way.” He says making my stomach flutter.

I roll my eyes that I get butterflies over him like a teenager.

“Okay see you in a bit.”

“Bye darling.”

“Bye.” I say hanging up and throwing my phone on the bed.

Taking a breath I look up at the ceiling.

“If you got any advice up there I would love to hear it.” I say out loud.

Letting out a groan I run my fingers threw my messy bun and decide to get up. Leaving my bed a mess I grab a change of clothes and head to the bathroom.

Fresh from the shower I got dressed in a flannel dress and mini leather jacket. Putting on some flats I gave myself a winged eye and some red lips. Looking at myself I looked and felt a bit better.

I was in the kitchen when a knock came through the door.

“It’s open!” I yell pulling a coffee cup from the cabinet.

“You just leave your doors unlocked?” Dean asks walking into the house.

“Only when I know someone is on there way to see me.” I say smiling at him the air seeming lighter around him.

“Well who has been coming to see you? No one I need to worry about I hope?” He asks pulling off his jacket.

“That’s not jealousy I hear is it?” I tease leaning on the counter to face him. He gives me a side eye then quickly moves towards me.

“If it is?” He asks placing his hands on either side me, blocking me in.

Unable to stop the giggle I stand on my toes and press my lips to his. The need to be close to him over powering our banter.

His hands go to my waist as he kisses me back. I slip my fingers in his hair and relax into him. He breaks away first, him stroking my cheek as he straightens up. I smile and lean into his touch closing my eyes.

“You seem tired.” He says surprising me.

I open my eyes and shrug. Taking his hand off my face I kiss his palm (aware of the lip print I leave there) and turn back around to the now finished coffee.

“That’s what caffeine is for.” I say pouring a cup.

“Want one?” I ask him holding out the cup of black coffee.

“Sure, thanks.” He says taking it and moving away from me to sit at the island.

I pour my own cup and fixing it the way I like and joining him.

“So what brings you here?”

“I need a reason to see you?” He jokes smiling.

“No.” I say blushing smiling as well.

“I’m just wondering.”

“I got a call today.”

“Oh?”

“This weekend is my family’s reunion. My dad called to remind me.”

“Oh that’s awesome. I hope you have fun.” I say taking a drink but smiling at him over my cup.

“That’s the thing I don’t know if I will. Me and Sam hasn't been in years.”

“Why not?”

“For Sam I don’t know but me my dad got remarried when I was 15. He apparently been seeing her for awhile even had a kid neither me or Sam knew about.”

“Wow, that must have been awkward.”

“I hated it. My dad never really talked about mom after she died and then- I think I just felt like he didn’t love her anymore.”

“That’s understandable.” I say holding my head up with my fist.

“I got into some trouble and got sent of to a boys home for a little while. And after that stayed with Bobby.”

I giggle softly that not shocking me any.

“So it’s been awhile since you've been home?”

“Christmas before me and Rebecca got married.”

“Oh dang.” I say it almost being five years.

“Yeah…”

“Why didn’t you take Rebecca to see them? I mean your Dad came to your wedding?”

“She thought it would be to much drama with how I left things.”

“What happened?”

“Got drunk, got into a fight.”

“You, drunk and fighting never.” I say earning a glare.

“Sorry, I’ll be serious. Who cares if you got into a fight, it’s your family. Is Sam going?”

“I think so.”

“You don’t want to?”

“I guess.” He says looking into his mug.

“Hey, you don’t have to go.” I say placing my hand on his back rubbing gently.

“I want you to go with me.”

“Me?”

“My Dad’s got cancer…”

“Oh my gosh Dean, I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be.” He says sighing.

Leaning over I hug him tightly.

“I would love to go.”

Pulling away from me he looks me over.

“Really? You don’t-.”

“Do you want me to go?”

“Yes?”

“Then I’ll go.” I say shrugging lifting my cup to my lips.

“I mean what’s the worst thing that could happen?”

“Great, just one other thing. They don’t know about Rebecca.”

“You didn’t tell your dad?”

“No. He don’t need to know, no point in adding more stress to him.”

“So you want me to pretend to be Rebecca?”

“No! I want you to be you.”

“I’m not your wife?” I ask my head starting to hurt as I think about what he is asking.

“Won’t people ask questions?”

“We won’t tell them it’s none of their damn business anyway. I want to go see my old man, to hell with everyone else. I just-.” He cuts himself off clenching his jaw.

I let out a sigh knowing I’m going to regret this, but I reach over and grab his hand off his leg.

“When do we leave?” I ask watching his eyes light up with that boyish grin he gives me.

I placed the suitcase in the truck of the impala, done talking myself into going.

“Ready?” Dean asks placing my last bag inside.

We were only going to be there three days but me being me I packed enough for a week.

“As I’ll ever be.” I say smiling at him.

He smiles at me leaning down to brush his lips over mine. We pull apart when a click is heard.

I look to my left seeing Ruby standing there phone in hand.

“Did you just take a picture?” I ask her confused but not surprised.

“You two are so damn cute I couldn’t resist any longer!” She says grinning.

“She’s crazy.” Dean whispers in my ear making me nod.

“Okay well we are leaving now. See you and Sam later tonight?” I ask her, her and Sam riding down after he left work.

“Yep you two be careful.” She says pulling me into a hug.

“Bye Ruby.” I say hugging her back.

“Bye bye.” She says pulling away from me her smacking Dean’s stomach.

“Be nice to her.” She says him looking at me as if to ask me if this was normal.

“Okay bye now.” I say walking around the car.

“See ya Ruby.” He says closing the trunk and joining me in the car.

Him not talking until we was at the stop sign at the end of the street.

“What was that about?” He asks me.

“Don’t have a clue.”

We spent the drive the few hours of the drive uneventful. It filled with mindless chit chat I even dozed off on Dean’s shoulder at one point.

When we pulled in front of a two story home and Dean parked in front of it I knew we were here.

“You ready?” I ask turning to look at Dean him gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles white.

“Hey what’s wrong?” I ask him touching his arm, it tense.

“I swear to myself I wouldn’t come back here.” He says his voice deep, worry lines digging into his forehead.

“I thought you wanted to be here?”

“There is something I didn’t tell you.”

“What’s that?” I ask rubbing his arm comforting him I hope.

“The person I got into a fight with was my half brother Adam. I shouldn’t have done it he was younger then me.”

“Sam is younger than you and last I checked you have thrown a few punches his way.”

“It’s different.”

“How?”

He didn’t have to answer someone knocking on my window. I turn to see a hazel eyed man with dark hair and a salt and peppered beard. He smiles at me, making me think of an older version of Dean. There was no doubt that this was his father.

I smile back and roll down the window the fall misty air coming into the heat of the car.

“You two gonna come in or stay out here all day?” He asks smiling.

“Sorry we were just talking. Hi I’m-.”

“Scarlet, you are Rebecca’s sister. I remember you from the wedding.”

“Right nice to meet you again.” I say holding out my hand.

He shakes it then opens my door for me.

“Well you two come on in before you get rained on.” He says smiling. It making me wonder if that was were Dean got it from.

I was meant to be looking at a man with cancer who was dying but he seemed just as happy as could be.

I hear the car door behind me open and close Dean coming around to stand next to me.

“It’s a shame Rebecca couldn’t make it.”

“Yeah, work keeps her busy.” Dean says.

Out of the corner of my eye I watch his hand twitch towards mine but he quickly puts it in his pocket.

“We’ll be in in a minute.”

“Alright I know when I’m not wanted.” John says chuckling and turning back to walk towards the house.

“You okay?” I ask looking up at Dean.

“Ask me after this is over.”

I smile and poke his side.

“Cheer up and enjoy the weekend.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Smiling I turn back towards the house.

“Things are about to get awkward.”

Dean chuckles beside me.

“Let’s do this.”

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