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GUYS HOLY SHIT
The thought hit me that if the Teal Mask's plotline takes inspiration from the tale of Momotaro, that the Indigo Disk and its plot might *also* end up pulling from another Japanese folktale, Urashima Taro.
The story is about a man who rescues a small turtle
who is later carried off to a palace underneath the sea
which had four different views in different directions (corresponding to different seasons)
because the turtle he had rescued was secretly a princess in disguise (daughter of ryujin, god-emperor of the sea)
who later gave Urashima a magical crystal box/container that was never supposed to be opened but would offer him protection
I've seen some people be confused as to why the deity of terastralization is a turtle, but if this is the direction they're trying to go in, it suddenly makes so much more sense!
#am I overthinking? potentially#the idea struck me randomly and I got way too excited#pokemon#pokemon scarlet and violet#the teal mask#the indigo disk#terapagos#theory
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“Begging already?”
taehyung x reader/oc
genre: fluff
word count: 1.7K
a/n: Hi lovelies! Long time no see :) I got a nightmare before christmas version of the game operation and this idea came to mind... I wrote the majority of it back in august and am now randomly deciding to post. If anyone even cares!!! I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading :))
Thunder rumbled quietly outside as the candlelight illuminated the kitchen, and while the power outage may have helped Taehyung set the mood, you determined he had a charming ability to make any scenario feel romantic. The room was bathed in warm, flickering, golden hues, the low lighting casting shadows across Taehyung’s handsome face, revealing his features only in small glimpses as he shifted around the childrens game positioned in front of you both. Your boyfriend would have been a 19th century romantic writer’s dream, his bone structure providing an air of austerity while his sweet heart doled out love onto every living thing in his vicinity. The ultimate muse.
His freshly dyed blonde hair was too enticing for you to resist reaching out and brushing your fingers through the soft strands. He leaned into the touch, despite the tweezers reaching in for a plastic spider within Oogie Boogie’s burlap body. While out and about a couple weeks ago, you and Taehyung came across a Nightmare Before Christmas edition of the classic Operation game. Instead of collecting various bones from the man’s body, you were tasked with digging bugs and other creepy items out of the movie villain’s burlap form.
“You’re gonna make me mess up,” Taehyung complained halfheartedly, looking up at you from underneath the gold metal rim of his glasses.Truly swoonworthy. You were seated cross-legged on top of the counter, admiring the way Taehyung’s forearms rested against the granite as he leaned over the game board. Flashing him a smile, you watched as his own lips curved upward before turning his attention back to the game.
You were supposed to be on a date tonight, the dinner reservations made last week. When the storm, followed by the power outage, struck, Taehyung quickly adjusted. He pulled together every candle within the apartment and put them all in the kitchen, stating that “the kitchen is the most romantic room in the house”. Whether you believed that prior to his comment or not, you were now convinced. Who were you to argue with an expert in romance? People wrote great romantic novels about him, after all.
It had been at least fifteen years since either of you had played Operation, and memory had led you both to believe the game was much more challenging than it really was. Taehyung successfully removed the spider and placed it to the side of the board, restarting his collection after two rounds of play already. Neither of you had failed an operation yet, causing for a very un-suspenseful game.
“I remember this being a lot more difficult when I was six,” you smiled, Taehyung chuckling as he transferred the removal tool to you. Placing his palm on your knee cap, he squeezed gently before swiping his thumb along your thigh.
His tongue poked out before grazing over his bottom lip, lingering for a moment until his mouth spread into a stunning smile. “We could make it more exciting,” he suggested flirtatiously. Pulling your eyebrows together, you watched as mischief flashed across his pretty eyes. “Every time one of us misses, we take something off.”
“What, like strip Operation?” You snorted, massaging the roots of his hair. Taehyung wore an expression of pure excitement, eyes wide, beam wider. It was cruel, and enchanting, how he could use that innocent charm in sinful ways. “Fine,” you agreed with a smirk, pulling your hand from his hair and turning your attention to the board. Easily, you removed the bat and placed it on top of the counter, defiant in your refusal to give him what he wanted.
Meeting Taehyung’s eyes, you found his features positioned into a disappointed pout. “Looks like your plan has been foiled,” you smiled in amusement, Taehyung taking the tweezers from you. “We literally haven’t missed—”
You were cut off by the sound of Oogie Boogie yelling about people fishing around in his body, startling you as your eyes darted to the board to see it lit up with failure.
“Oh, shoot,” Taehyung said teasingly, tsking at himself. In the next moment, with a smirk planted on his annoyingly pretty face, he reached for the shirt at the nape of his neck and tugged it over his head, leaving him beautifully topless. “Your turn,” he smirked teasingly, and for a moment you damn near tugged your own shirt off before you remembered there was a game in play. It wasn’t Operation that you were suddenly determined to win, but rather the game of desire versus desire that you did not want to lose. Taehyung had always been the king of self control and making him lose his composure was always the sweetest victory. It was magical, the moment he’d snap, witnessing him beg.
Biting back your amusement, you leaned into the board and began your attempt to remove the snake that Taehyung failed to. With his eyes on your task, you snuck a glance at his shoulders just barely highlighted in the candle’s flickering. He was sturdy and broad, but somehow still delicate, and the orange flame enhanced the tan he had gotten on his recent work trips, the Spanish beaches suiting him well. His eyes lifted to meet yours, snapping you back to the game as you concealed a knowing smile at being caught staring.
Shifting focus, you ignored his cocky chuckle. “This is one of the easiest pieces, you loser,” you teased, feigning obliviousness to his strategic loss. As you slowly pulled the piece out of the game board, Taehyung suddenly squeezed your thigh with a loud shout that purposefully made you jump in start. The tweezers hit the metal siding, sending Oogie Boogie into a fit, alerting you that you had failed the operation.
Clutching at your chest, you huffed. “Foul play!” You complained to Taeyung as he smiled impishly at you, his tongue tucked slightly between his teeth as he celebrated his small win. Biting back your own amusement, you picked up the sheet of paper with the game rules and started studying them with fake seriousness.
“What are you looking at?” He craned his neck, attempting to peek over at the rules.
Pulling it out of his view, your lips lifted into a smirk. “I’m looking for what it says about your supposed lover cheating to get you naked,” you informed him, noting the scoff that escaped his lips. “Surely I get a redo or something.”
An adorable chuckle fell from Taehyung’s soft lips, your heart squeezing at the sound. “No, I’m pretty sure a fail is a fail,” he defended his conniving ways. Shooting him a glare, he giggled a little more. “What’s it say?” He nodded at the rule sheet with a charming lift of his eyebrow.
“Turns out strip Operation isn’t a real game,” you forced a frown.
“I’m shocked,” he played along, his eyes widening to emphasize his acting.
“Yeah, it says that taking your clothes off during play is an inappropriate way to enjoy this board game made for six year olds,” you cocked your head to the side, Taehyung smiling brightly at you, lifting his eyebrows playfully.
“Really?” He smirked, his gaze glancing down your body, eyeing the oversized sweatshirt that pooled slightly at the tops of your thighs. “I think getting you out of that top is perfectly appropriate.”
On second thought, the great romance writers of the 1800s wouldn’t have known what to do with Taehyung. You’d like to see Anne Elliot try to resist the man standing in front of you.
“The game makers disagree,” you told him, though your hands traveled to the hem of the shirt, your fingers toying with the material. “This top?” His eyes lingered on your fingertips, anticipating your next move. His silence, the lack of a comeback, is what gave away how he barely held onto his restraint. The wick of one of the candles popped, the flame flickering across Taehyung’s face to reveal the way hunger had etched its way into his features. These moments, where you held him in the palm of your hand, made the desire to tease him burn inside your abdomen, feeling very much like need.
Sitting up straighter, you finally lifted the fabric up your body, exposing your stomach, your chest, the flimsy lounge bra hardly concealing anything from his feasting eyes. Pulling the top over your head and setting it down on the counter beside you, your eyes found Taehyung’s as they greedily took in the newly exposed flesh. His hands quickly found purchase on your hips, his fingers cool but not cold as they settled on your sides.
“Please tell me you’re not gonna make us go through more turns to get the rest of this off,” he pleaded, his thumbs dipping under the material of your cotton shorts. Giggling, you cocked your head in feigned thought as you rested back on your arms, your open palms supporting you against the counter.
“Begging already?”
Chuckling at you in disbelief, Taehyung dropped his head against your lap before turning his face to look up at you. “Peaches,” he whined, and it was the smile he wore that told you he believed himself to be a winner, whether he was the first to give in or not. His expression was desperate but knowing, aware he was about to get what he had been deprived of for longer than he would have preferred.
“You know I’m not too proud to beg,” he whispered, the low timber of his voice making your resolve crumble to his desires.
Smiling softly at him, Taehyung hugged his arms around your hips before placing a kiss to your thigh, tingles erupting at the spot. “In fact,” he started, only pausing to place another kiss higher up your leg, leaving a trail of anticipation in your nerve endings. “I’ll get on my knees right now.” He was cocky and teasing, but all too serious for your breath not to hitch slightly in your throat. An eager smile spread across his mouth, and you knew that this version of Taehyung, naughty and confident and divinely devoted to you, would certainly have been far too much for the 19th century authors. Eat your heart out, Mr. Darcy.
#taehyung x reader#taehyung imagine#taehyung drabble#taehyung scenario#taehyung fluff#bts x reader#bts scenario#bts imagine#bts fluff#bts reactions#bts drabble
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So I love Jollz and joshseki but nobody writes about valorant streamers 😔
I was wondering if you would??
Like ik jollz makes a ton of mom tokes all the time but what if he secretly had like a wife or something?? He's 30 now so he'd probably be married for a couple of years and he randomly says something about his relationship on stream or like reader walks in during a stream by accident not remembering hes streaming?
And joshseki has a girlfriend he met through valorant and they started living together? Like his chat randomly starts noticing pink stuff around his gaming room and stuff (like they share a gaming room) and start getting suspicious?
IDKK I just love them both and I think stories about the two would be so cute. And I think if someone starts writing about the two then maybe more would start as well. I know you're in the middle of an iso series right now but I like your writing because of how good and long they are.
Heya, thanks for the request! And your kind words, got me smiling like an idiot for too long haha
Also so sorry for the delay, literally everything happened when you sent this I am fish and the reckoning cinematic is my water I just CAN'T stop watching
Writing about real people is a very new concept for me so I hope I did well on this. Have a good read!!
[ Jollz x F! Reader ] / [ Joshseki x F! Reader ]
Words: 1k each
Note: Please don't copy or steal my work and pass it off as your own! If you'd like to use one of my headcanons or something, I'd love it if you tagged or asked.
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Jollz!
This morning had been a slow one for Jollz.
His routine was the same as any other one. He woke up, washed up, and went to the kitchen to make his morning coffee whilst chatting with you.
He had a timer on his phone to specifically announce when he should get to his office to start streaming. But even after it struck and he had arrived to turn on his computer, he didn’t gain any of the energy he normally had every other day.
Moving his mouse felt like a drag, let alone actually focusing on the upcoming game.
And the topic that the chat had taken up once people had gathered didn’t exactly help either; people mostly started comparing their morning routines after their previously relaxed greetings spiralled.
‘Yo whats ur morning routine?’
“Guys, this is gonna be hard to believe, but my morning routine isn’t crazy. It’s ten minutes long.”
He tapped his index finger on the mousepad as he read a few responses from the chatters.
This drab talk about morning routines was definitely not on his list of ‘entertaining things to talk about’, and it only further exhausted him.
“Yeah, no, I’m only playing a couple games today. No idea why I’m so tired, though.”
‘only single people have 10 min morning routines’
‘facts’
A few other people were also quick to agree with this sentiment; all except for the obvious, Jollz, and he couldn’t help but laugh at this exchange with a particularly prideful smile.
He sat back and smugly checked out his nails as he spoke,
“Trueee. Single people have way too much time on their hands. Glad I'm not one of them.”
He knew exactly what he was doing with these words.
And almost as if it were on cue, his smile only widened to a grin once he saw the stream of oncoming messages the moment he stopped talking. And he didn’t really need to read anything to know that they were demanding an explanation for such a bold statement.
Now this was the excitement he was used to, he mused.
“‘What do you mean by that?’ I’m just saying what we’re all thinking here.”
‘Jollz youre speaking in code’
“Speaking in code? That’s wild...”
The door behind him swung open, and a set of gentle knocks that accompanied them interrupted the entertainment he was deriving from the catastrophe.
Luckily, by the sound of the steps he heard earlier, Jollz already knew it was you before he turned around to meet your gaze.
“Hey, babe, are you…”
He stopped once he noticed the full cup of coffee in your hands, and the lack of steam from the drink was enough to tell him what you didn’t need to say.
Jollz had forgotten the coffee he made in the kitchen this morning.
Again.
Which also explained why he was so bloody tired, but that’s by the by.
“Wait, hold on, listen–”
“This is the third time this week.”
Jollz sat up with a guilty smile as you approached with his cup, and he couldn’t help but scramble for reasons to defend himself.
“Fair point, but…”
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I can’t help you if a fly ever happens to drown in this.”
Of course you’d say that, he thought.
The mere thought of a fly grossed you out, let alone digging one’s corpse out of a drink.
“Yeah, so, in all fairness, I actually had something scheduled.”
“Today?”
You stopped at his desk and set down the cup in an empty spot on his desk, but there were a multitude of tabs open on one monitor and Valorant proudly displayed on the other. They all seemed to be calling for your attention.
You were only vaguely familiar with most of the software that he had open; however, it wasn’t exactly hard to isolate the chat amongst everything.
It rapidly moved with messages you couldn’t read from this distance. But the worst part was that you could see your own reflection on the webcam as you stood behind him.
Uh oh.
Your attire, being a casual nightgown, did not meet the standards expected of someone standing in front of a bloody audience.
Well, not your standards, anyway.
A tinge of red painted your cheeks once you’d finally put two-and-two together.
“You didn’t tell me you were streaming today. Am I interrupting?”
“Oh yeah, totally. It was intense before you came in. VCT-level gameplay.”
You lightly laughed once he pointed to the timer whilst it searched for a game before pulling him close and planting a kiss on his cheek.
“I’ll let you handle it. Best of luck, dear.”
Cheeky, you mused to yourself as you walked out of the room.
But being the guy who always resorted to knifing everyone whenever he could, it made sense for him to be just that.
“Thanks babe.” He took a sip shortly after, grimacing at the temperature before he set it down. “Ice cold coffee, my favourite.”
That one sip seemed to work in rejuvenating him, however, and he was definitely grateful for that.
Only now did he actually take notice of what the flood of messages were actually saying. And once they came down from their shock, they inferred exactly what was going on.
‘dear 🥺’
‘Girlfriend’
‘ya thats his gf alright’
Quick on his feet, he prepared another statement sure to stir the pot that was his viewers’ confusion.
“Why’s ‘girlfriend’ your first guess? She could be my friend’s mom, for all you know, and they’re just visiting today.”
‘That’s not stopping you jollz 💀💀💀’
‘YOU CALLED HER BABE’
They shortly spammed the words ‘babe’ and ‘thanks babe’ to subtly remind him of how he referred to you earlier.
To put it kindly, this statement was instantaneously shot down by the chatters. If their words weren’t indicative of that, the emotes they typed out alongside their growing surprise definitely made it clear.
Besides, it wasn’t that hard to tell, considering you were exactly Jollz’s type, down to the mellow tone of your voice.
‘is she actually ur gf tho’
“Bro, don’t act confused. I’ve been wearing my wedding ring the whole time; you should’ve seen it by now.”
His viewers flooded the chat with demands to be shown this mysterious ring he spoke of. And at that, he held up his hand with faux ignorance to reveal the multitude of rings he wore.
Somehow, both this and the ‘clarifying’ statement only further confused the chatters.
Girlfriend, sure, but marriage? They probably would’ve doubted it if they hadn’t seen concrete proof mere minutes ago.
Oh, but it technically should’ve been easy for them to infer his relationship status on account of the one secured around his ring finger. Not that it blended in, or anything.
“It’s right here,” he extended his ring finger, “get it together, chat.”
He teased with a cheeky smile before lifting his cold drink for another sip.
If the coffee wasn’t quick enough to energise him, this conversation surely did.
Joshseki!
Josh’s gaming room was quite a minimalistic one.
Despite having a notable array of colours that pleasantly complemented each other, they were still muted; and the structure of the furniture he’d picked out was delicately balanced between comfortable and presentable.
All of it fit his calm personality to a tee (when he wasn’t playing Valorant), and was also easy on the eyes.
Especially for the viewers.
So during one particularly annoying game, once Josh unknowingly shifted his chair to the right as he spoke to his teammate, an annoying Reyna, one of his viewers’ eyes immediately locked on the hazy pink object that was set on the American sycamore dresser a few feet away.
To say the bright pink item stood out despite the distance and the pixelation would be a massive understatement, and the fact that it sat there with no explanation only increased their curiosity to an exponential degree.
The only viewer who actually noticed this decided to type out his question,
‘josh whats that behind u’
Unfortunately for them, however, he didn’t catch the question amongst the onslaught of similar messages that were flooding the chat referencing the toxic duellist he was currently dealing with.
The game had been going on for nearly two hours, and the twentieth round promptly ended in a loss.
Once they respawned and the overtime pop-up box appeared, everyone except for him immediately voted for the game to continue. Only one vote was required for it to end in a draw.
He sat back with a sigh and took off his headphones so as to not listen to the demands of his teammates.
This seemingly simple move, however, covered up the pink object behind him.
“What did I tell you, chat? This is what happens when I’m not the instalock. I’m drawing; I don’t care.”
‘WHATS THAT BEHIND U\’
The moment Josh looked towards the chat for a response, they quickly snatched up the opportunity and asked, but their message was drowned out by a union of agreement on their side.
“‘Draw?’ Let’s go. See, I knew you guys would come around.”
And with that, the game ended. He luckily couldn’t hear anything his teammates were saying since his headphones were off.
He shortly grabbed them once they were all disconnected and went to put them on. An off-screen voice came up from the other side of the room before he could, asking a question muffled to the chat.
“Yeah, I closed the door.”
He responded, and the chat was overwhelmed with ‘who?’ and variations of the simple question.
The voice increased in volume once more, presumably in response to his statement, and he looked back with a wide grin.
“When’d he get here? Chat, wait, I have to take care of Nogu.”
Josh stood up and walked out of the camera’s frame, revealing both the pink object and a baby pink dress splayed out on the couch.
If that object and the mysterious voice didn’t cause enough of a fuss, this one absolutely did, and the chat erupted with even more questions despite him not being present.
He grabbed the cat from the other side of the room and left so he could put her outside. And by the time he came back, it had been discovered that the mysterious pink object was lipstick, further increasing their suspicions that there was another person in the room.
And to say Josh came back to chaos would be a gross understatement.
He was bombarded with questions the moment he sat down and put his headphones back on. But after about a minute of staring blankly and attempting to decipher them, he managed to catch a repetitive question asked over and over.
“‘Is the dress a gift?’ Chat, not every gift should be a Valorant skin. But no, it’s not.”
He seemingly mistook their intention behind the question as he queued into another game, much to their frustration, and they responded the only sensible way before he’d move on from the topic.
‘WHY IS THERE A DRESS’
“It’s for my girlf–”
“Josh, he’s still ruining my game!”
The same voice spoke loudly from behind him once more. This time, however, it was audible enough and allowed the chat to finally comprehend what was being said.
But before any more investigation could occur, a mysterious woman, you, popped up into the frame with the same rascal of a cat that spent the past twenty minutes sleeping on your keyboard and ruining your own game.
“You watched me close the door this time!”
“Yeah! He probably snuck through the opening.”
It sounded plausible enough, what with how flexible the feline was and the considerably large opening just beneath the white door.
You set him outside the corridor as Josh followed your movements, pushing Nogu away until he was at a safe distance before slamming the door shut.
Then, you walked away, noticing a few seconds later what all of the confusion was about.
“Hi chat! That’s my dress.”
You pointed at the now-obscured lace dress before disappearing and going back to your setup.
Once he turned his chair to face the monitor, he noticed the chaos that ensued in the chat, especially the flow of messages that were too quick for him to keep up with.
“You guys heard that? It’s her dress.”
The announcer’s voice immediately interrupted his words, and he was launched into the game.
But the chat mulled over the design of the dress as Josh aimed to pick Reyna the moment he was allowed to. Despite only seeing it for a few seconds, they noted its formality…
Definitely a date night, huh?
#valorant#valorant x reader#valorant x f reader#what do i even tag this haha omg#valorant jollz#valorant joshseki#twitch streamer#jollz#joshseki#valorant fanfiction#valorant oneshots
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MC’s Mom and a Demon Prince
I got the idea from here!
So this idea struck me after seeing the post I link above!
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You: Diavolo can DDDs call human numbers?
Diavolo: I do believe so why? Something wrong?
You: Um…no. Ya know how you kinda just plucked me outta thin air for a year?
Diavolo: I do. Those were fun times!
You: Yeah…My mom wants to talk to you about that.
Diavolo: Your-Your mother???! Wants to talk to ME???
You: I know I know I tried to talk her out of it but she won’t drop it. Saying how that was rude, prince or not. I’m sorry.
Diavolo: No it’s alright. I understand where she’s coming from and I will happily talk to her about it.
You: You WHAT- okay then.
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Diavolo let’s Barbatos know that he’s not to be disturbed for awhile as you send him your Mother’s number. Once the prince knew it was okay, he calls.
Ring…ring…-
“Hello?” A woman’s voice answers.
“Hello is this MC’s mother?” Diavolo asks, suddenly feeling nervous.
“Yes. And you are?” She asks.
“I’m Prince Diavolo of the Devildom. MC has told me you wanted to speak with me.” He answered. It was quiet for a moment and that didn’t help the young prince’s nerves.
“So you’re the one that just snatched up MC without warning or gave them time to let anyone know where they went.” MC’s mother finally spoke and she did not sound pleased. “Mr. Diavolo do you know how worried sick I was?”
“I can imagine but-”
“But nothing! You put them in danger! I’ve heard stories about the Devildom growing up and the fact that I could’ve lost my child without ever knowing scared me! You’re lucky they were able to charge their human smart phone and let me know what was going on otherwise I’d have a few more words for you, young man!” MC’s Mom goes on to say. Diavolo audible gulps as he hears the human on the other end. “But they also told me why.”
Her tone softens as she sighs. Diavolo stays quiet and hears shuffling around before MC’s mom speaks more.
“I think it’s wonderful you want peace for all the realms but don’t you think randomly plucking a human without warning was the right way to go about it?” She asks.
“When you say it like that, I suppose not. I am sorry for scaring you. I didn’t really put much thought into it I was just so excited.” Diavolo hums. He blinks when he hears the other giggle.
“For a demon prince you sound like a little boy in the toy aisle talking about this.” MC’s mom snickers. “Look I’m not angry at you that much anymore. I’m just a mother wanting her child safe and sound. And I guess letting out a lecture to a demon prince helps too.”
“I am truly sorry for any trouble I caused you.” Diavolo says genuinely.
“It’s alright. My MC eyes sparkle when they speak of you and all the others they met down there.” MC mom sighs. “As long as their happy I won’t hold it against you. I just thought I’d give you a good scolding.”
“Well consider me scolded.” Dia chuckles. They say good bye and hang up. The prince slides down his chair a little and texts You.
Diavolo: Your mom is scary.
You: 🫂
#nerd speaks#nerd of the blog#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me diavolo#obey me mc’s mom#obey me diavolo x mc#i have more trust me
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Rainy Afternoon- Klaus Hargreeves x reader
Summary: It’s supposed to be movie night, though Klaus always seems to change that in one way or another.
Warning: fluff, smut mentions
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Klaus gently grabbed your shoulders, his face inches from yours as he looks deeply into your eyes, “We’re watching Twilight.” He says softly in the most gentle and sweetest of voices, like he telling you he loves you for the first time or something of the sort.
You let out an amused snort, “No, we are not.” The words leaving your lips bluntly and with as much enthusiasm as a stick.
Laying sprawled out on yours and Klaus’ shared apartment bed, your eyes trailing over the chipped white ceiling as your cuddly man hugs your torso. You couldn’t feel happier or more loved right now in this very moment while a storm rages against the window.
It’s about three in the afternoon and the clouds don’t seem to want to move, nor does the sky appear to remain keen on halting its assault of never ending water droplets onto the city below. But that’s all well and fine with you and Klaus on this lazy Thursday.
So far the two of you have half successfully baked a chocolate cake and eaten mostly all of it for your breakfast/lunch like the health conscious adults you are. Then for almost two hours you both danced around the apartment like wild hoodlums, making sure to push all the furniture aside for safety and to better show off your fantastical dancing skills. After that rush of excitement and heavy physical activity, you both stuck your heads out the window to let the soft pattering of the rain cool you two off.
Once that was done, Klaus dragged your bum to the bedroom for some kisses and a needed cuddle session now resulting in the two of you laying in your casual positioning for the time being. The only sounds to be heard is the pouring of the rain outside and Klaus’ dramatic sighing he does when he wants your attention.
Though you’re trying to ignore it just to fuck with him, even so, it appears your man will not let the room stay in a peaceful quietness. With Klaus. Never.
“What if we had tails?” Randomly questions Klaus, the feel of his hard chin digging into your rips as he tries to look up at you for an answer.
Tilting your head down ever so slightly to meet his emerald gaze you smirk, “What if you shut the fuck up?”
Abruptly lifting himself off of you, you’re left slightly colder as his face feigns offense, “Rude.” He tisks in disapproval, “Y/N you kiss me with that mouth.” He giggles, moving to hover over you, both of his muscular arms to either side of your face.
Looking up into his green irises you can’t help the love struck smile that tugs at the corners of your lips, “You’re one to talk considering yesterday I was making you say a whole lot worse while we were...”
Suddenly his lips are on yours and the slight chill you might have once had is gone in an instant. He’s warm and welcoming as always, letting this moment take its sweet time as he slowly lowers himself flush against you.
Feeling the full weight of Klaus is a solid blessing, he’s warm and enough to cover your smaller frame which is always nice. Soon he’s caressing your hair as his legs fall on the mattress in between your thighs while he continues to move gently against your lips.
All to soon Klaus pulls away, resting his elbows against the bed as he stares deeply into your beaming gaze and almost swollen lips from the swiftly pleasant previous events. His hair is a usual mess, dark brown locks throwing themselves every which way. His unkempt mane is slightly longer then normal but you’re not complaining, gives you something to tug when you’re getting rawed into the mattress.
Without a second to spare he leans down to press a sweet kiss upon your lips before pulling away just as quickly, a mischievous glimmer to his eye that sends an electric bolt of excitement into your body.
Letting your finger tips lightly drag down the side of his handsome features, he closes his eyes as you smile, “I know that look. What do you have in mind we do next?”
Opening his eyes once more, he kisses your cheek, “Oh I have something very intriguing swirling through this wonderland.” He quips, ever so slightly pressing into you as he pecks the corner of your lips.
“Klaus.” You halfheartedly warn, “You’re treading on some very dangerous territory my love, are you even prepared?” You purr, sending shivers down his naked spine as you drag your nails gently down his back, causing the man to close his eyes in pleasure. “You are weak to my power.”
Leaning his head against yours, Klaus tugs at a small lock of your hair, “Y/N. You have no fucking idea.” He mutters lowly, oh you got him now.
“You are nothing but a simple weary traveler who’ve lost their way in the storm.” You whisper, “Wandering, lonely, desperate...”
“Y/N.” He warns, though there is no real threat that could make you fall back in fear, Klaus loves when you act like this. God you’ve got him by a string.
“A man alone is no way to live in this world. It’s a fortunate thing I have found you then, and taken you into my castle.” Your words are soft and sensual as your body begins to press up into his growing member, “Now look at us, how far things have gone from when I found you alone in the woods. Now you’re tiny and desperately in need of being touched.”
“Oh lord.” Mumbles Klaus as you tug at his tiny neon boxers, your lips dancing across his cheeks the whole time.
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Panting from Klaus’ persistent love making capabilities that’s left you sweaty and slightly sore in more areas then your thighs. You take a deep satisfied breath, body nude and hot as you lay against the beds soft blankets, listening to the pitter patter of rain against the window.
Klaus is a sight to behold, with his hair a wild jungle and his body absolutely glistening in the neon lights of your room. He lays on his back next to you, eyes closed as his face reveals a big dumb smile blessing his handsome features for you and only you to enjoy.
His naked chest rises and falls in repetitive slow waves as he keeps a single hand protectively against your wrist that’s closest to him. You can tell he’s spent, giving all of himself to you in many positions and various places throughout the room is no easy feat. But you’re worth everything to him.
You blink up at the ceiling, immensely enjoying the feeling of being naked and completely vulnerable to the world in this very moment. Though the prying eyes of the universe isn’t a huge problem right now, you’re just grateful to have someone like Klaus who absolutely worships you.
He’s never made you feel like shit, never judged you, let you down when you needed him most, or mocked you for anything. He’s always made sure to keep you close and to never let his addictions get in the way of your love and deep friendship. Sure he’s struggled, but you’ve always been there to reach out a hand when he stumbles.
And for that he owes you everything, possibly even his life. Though he’d never want to fully admit that, he’s still a bit stubborn in those areas. But without a doubt he has always shown you how much you mean to him, and that means more to you then anything in the whole wide world.
Gently tapping your wrist, Klaus stirs from beside you, “Y/N.” He whispers, causing you to turn your attention over to him.
“Yes?” You whisper back, eyes trailing from his lips over to his emerald eyes.
He breaks out into a cute little smile when your gaze meet, “I’m hungry.”
“Me too.” You confirm, shifting yourself on the bed so that you’re now laying on your stomach facing Klaus, “I have a fantastic idea and it involves you going to get us something to eat.”
“Blah.” Complains Klaus with a pout, “Can’t we just order gummy worms? Oh, some of that Thai from Fifth Avenue?”
Shaking your head you chuckle, “I’m afraid not, they don’t serve gelatin sour candy or have delivery.”
“Tragic.”
“Well....we could go on a heist to the 7 eleven, you wanna join me?” You ask while gently twirling his hair with your fingers as he thinks of an excuse or hopefully a more positive answer.
“Ugh but the rain.” Whines your man as he throws his arm up to point dramatically at the window before it falls back onto the bed with a thwump sound. “Why do humans need to eat?”
Leaning your head down, you gently kiss his lips for a few moments to silence his dull excuses before pulling away once more, “Why do humans need to fuck?” You whisper to him in the darkly lit room as rain continues to softly patters against the glass.
Raising a brow, you watch as his lips shift into a grin, “Fair point my dear. Fair point.” He mumbles while reaching a hand up to press your lips against his once more. He tastes so sweet and delicious, but alas your stomach growls in defiance as it complains of your hunger.
Tugging on his hair, you lift your head up to give him a half annoyed look, “Stop kissing me. We need to eat something and the fridge is empty.”
Smiling cheekily he softly caresses your skin, “Why can’t I just eat you instead? I know how absolutely scrumptious you are.” Sweet talks Klaus in that compellingly sly voice of his that absolutely drives you wild.
Biting your bottom lip, you contemplate taking him up on that implied offer just as another pang of hunger curls in your body. “I’m thinking cheap frozen pizza. How about you hot-stuff? And anyways, what else you got going on?”
“Showing my girlfriend how much I love her on this fine day?”
“I like it, but wrong answer.” You reply with a smirk, “Now come on, let’s get some food so we can come back here and be lazy again.”
Klaus rolls his eyes, “Grrr fine. But only because I love you.”
#klaus hargreeves imagine#klaus hargreeves x you#klaus hargreeves x reader#klaus hargreeves#tua imagine#the umbrella academy x you#the umbrella academy imagine#the umbrella academy x reader#the umbrella academy
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High School Reunion 2
Summary: Someone at the reunion has a big mouth.
Characters: Jensen x Reader, Jared
Warnings: Fluff
Word Count: 2,087
A/N: Inspiration struck out of nowhere and this piece was born. I have a very rough outline for a small series, maybe about 6 parts? We'll see. It's gonna happen randomly, no planned schedule for this one.
PART 1
Y/N bit her lip in excitement and saw a message from Lana. She immediately opened Skype to call her best friend…and thank her.
"Hey you! How was the reunion?" Lana smiled as her face appeared on screen.
"Oh my fucking God I can't believe you!" Y/N screamed, though it was mostly excitement as she blushed profusely.
"So…I take it you had a good night then?" Lana grinned cheekily.
"How could you not tell me you met Jensen Freaking Ackles?! I thought we were friends?" Y/N pouted dramatically as she plopped back on her couch, phone still in hand.
"Do you have any idea how hard it was to keep it from you?" Lana screeched in response, "You remember my last night at the convention, I went to that place for dinner that had the amazing burger?"
"Yeah, I remember. You said you loved the place, that it was a perfect ending to the trip," Y/N remembered, "Now I get why."
"Ok, yeah, so I'm sat at the bar with my burger and a beer and he comes in and sits with a chair between us. I instantly recognized him, but was trying to keep my cool, you know. But he remember me! From the photo op! So we just got to talking and you had just split with Chase and I was so worried about you-"
"Oh Lana, you didn't," Y/N groaned.
"I was just venting about how much I hated that douchebag and what he did to you and what you were going through and how I was so worried about the reunion but thought it could be a good thing for you after Chase-" she rambled on, her words quickly tumbling forth as she pleaded her case to her best friend.
"You're not mad, right?" Lana asked timidly.
"How can I be?" Y/N shouted, "He walked in there all suave and shut down my high school bullies - who were trying to start some shit let me tell you-"
"No!" Lana gasped, "Amanda?"
"And the others," Y/N sighed, "And they were trying to cut in on me and I was gonna run, I'm not gonna lie," Y/N chuckled lightly, "But then he was just there. And she introduced himself as my boyfriend….Oh my god, Lana! What if that gets out?" Y/N sat bolt upright on her couch in a panic.
"Whoa, Y/N, calm down," Lana insisted, "More important than that…he introduced himself as your boyfriend?!"
"Lana!"
"I'm just sayin'-"
Y/N sighed dreamily, "Then we danced. Then he took me for a drive and we parked up at the spot and ate burgers while chatting and watching stars," she sighed again, as if it were a scene from a romantic film she had just watched.
"That sounds like a date," Lana helpfully noted.
"I thought that too!" Y/N squealed, "But that's just the fangirl right? I mean, there's no way."
"How many times I gotta tell you you're a catch, woman?" Lana laughed, "I'm not surprised at all. In fact, I'm taking credit. You're welcome," Y/N groaned once more and Lana chuckled.
"Did I mention we exchanged numbers?" Y/N added with a grin.
"And now I hate you," Lana huffed.
"Yeah, love you too you meddler."
Y/N sighed happily to herself once more as they ended the call. She tossed her phone on the coffee table as she relaxed back into the couch. Her eyes fluttered closed as she replayed the evenings events in her mind.
She had to be dreaming. There was no way this was real, right?
Too tired and content to carry herself off to the bedroom, Y/N laid down on the couch, settling into the plush cushions and dragging the throw from the back of the couch to cover herself, falling asleep quickly and dreaming of shimmering green eyes.
Jensen groaned as he slowly came awake to the incessant ringing and chimes of his phone. He opened his eyes, grabbing for the phone and peeking at the time.
6am.
He and Y/N were out past midnight. After he made it back to the hotel, he had spent the better part of an hour sipping on a beer as he thought over the night he had with her.
He wasn't sure what compelled him to talk to Lana in the bar that night. He could tell she was a nervous fan, and he remembered her from the photo op, just as nervous and shy. But after a beer or two with her dinner, she relaxed and their conversation flowed. It was nice, to be chatting away with someone new, different.
When she went on about her best friend Y/N, Jensen felt something. Apparently the way if affected her friend was severe enough to have Lana in real turmoil over it. Jensen knew what that was like. He'd worried over Jared a time or two just the same.
When Lana gave him a picture, however, his heart skipped a beat. She was beautiful, with a charming smile. But he could see her eyes were sad and guarded.
When he realized the reunion was a few hours drive and a few days ahead of his schedule to be at another convention, he decided to make the stop to see Y/N at the reunion. At the very least he could chalk it up to a memorable fan moment.
Jensen rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he reluctantly sat against the headboard, checking to see why his phone was blowing up.
It took only a quick glance through the various calls and text and emails from various persons all talking about the same thing. Jensen opened the text thread from Jared, scrolling through the messages and clicking on a picture that was include.
It was him and Y/N dancing together at the reunion the night before. She looked as amazing as he remembered. Her smile was bright and genuine, but so was his. Apparently word had spread from the reunion that he and Y/N were together. That's when he remembered introducing himself to those girls as Y/N's boyfriend.
He wasn't so bothered by the turn of events, which surprised him. He had decided the night before that he wanted to ask her out on a date. Their chemistry was too intense to not pursue.
What bothered him was how she'd react. They'd literally just met and had a friendly, albeit great, evening and now she was possibly going to be bombarded with paparazzi and everyone in her business.
So much for that date.
He knew it was early, but he wanted Y/N to hear from him first. He opened the new message thread between them, seeing her text from the night before and smiling once more, before typing out his message.
Hey, Y/N. Hope you slept well. Was hoping to talk to you about something.
He sent the message, noting the time, and figured he'd give it some time. He didn't know her schedule, or anything about her really. With a groan, Jensen hit the green button to return one of Jared's missed calls.
"Dude!" Jared exclaimed as he answered after one ring, "I've been trying to get ahold of you for two hours!"
"Yes, Mom, I'm aware," Jensen said with a yawn.
"Did you see the picture?"
"Yeah."
"And?" Jared pressed for more, "Why aren't you freaking out about this?" Jared scoffed. Since his last major relationship ended, Jensen hadn't been with anyone really. An occasional date here and there for an event. But he hadn't seemed interested in anyone at all, and was quick to shut down any insuinuations to the contrary.
"I guess I should of seen it coming," Jensen shrugged, "I did introduce myself as her boyfriend after all."
"You what?" Jared was shocked, trying to wrap his head around it, "Why would you do that? Is there something you aren't telling me? Have you been dating her for a while? Who is she anyway?"
Jared fired off the questions in rapid succession like an excited puppy.
"I gotta talk to her first," Jensen said, "I'll see you at the convention in a couple days. You can interrogate me then."
"I want all the details."
"Don't you always?"
Jensen ended the call, taking a deep breath. He felt so stupid for what he did. He wasn't sure why he did that other than to shut those girls down. He really hated bullies.
He decided to get dressed and grab a couple of coffees on his way to Y/N's house. A quick look at his social media had told him that picture was blowing up. She was bound to find out sooner rather than later. He had to tell her first.
Y/N slowly roused from her deep sleep on the comfy couch, hearing an incessant rapping coming from her front door. She stretched, reaching for her phone on the coffee table and finding it dead.
She rolled her eyes as she threw off the throw, climbing from the couch and shuffling to the door and she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
She flung open the door, the morning's cresting light just bright enough to assault her eyes. It took her a second to focus, but then she saw Jensen, a small smile on his face and two tall coffees in hand.
"Jensen?" she asked, so very confused and wondering if she was still asleep.
"Hey, uh, I know it's early. But I really needed to see you this morning."
The smile he gave was sweet, but she could tell something was up. Was he worried that maybe she'd go blabbing about their night together? She'd never do that. But she guessed he didn't know that.
"Sure, come in," she smiled warmly, stepping aside and gesturing him into her home. She accepted the coffee as Jensen passed it to her on his way in. She shut the door behind him, taking a whiff of her drink before taking a long gulp, closing her eyes and sighing at the flavor.
"So, what's up?" she asked, shuffling on her feet, "Thanks for the coffee, by the way."
"You're welcome," he smiled, now genuine and inviting and Y/N's heart stuttered slightly at the sight, "I was hoping to talk to you, about last night."
She shook her head, "I won't talk about it with anyone, I promise. Well, other then Lana. I had to call her last night. Yell at her a little," she blushed.
He laughed, nodding his head, "No, I get it. But I wasn't worried about that or anything," he was quick to correct, "Actually, someone else already did."
"Did what?"
"Someone got a picture of us on the dance floor last night and might have said I mentioned I was your boyfriend," he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Oh," she responded, clearly shocked and not sure what to say.
"I just wanted you to hear it from me first, you know? Before seeing it online or whatever."
"Online-" she echoed, her eyes going wide, "So, you can just post a Tweet or something that it's a mistake."
"Okay, well, to be fair, I did introduce myself as your boyfriend to those other women last night."
"Yeah…why'd you do that again?" Y/N smirked despite herself.
He shrugged, "Seemed like the right thing to do. Shut 'em up didn't it?" he grinned, "Besides," he chanced, stepping closer to her," Feels like we had a date last night."
She blushed hard, ducking her head before meeting his eyes once again, "Yeah, it did."
"And I was hoping you'd like to do it again."
"Really?" she asked. She couldn't help the dreamy look in her eye. She still couldn't believe this was happening.
"Yeah. So if you say yes, then we'd be dating, which is practically boyfriend and girlfriend," he explained casually, "So I think we should just keep doing what we're doing and let it ride. What do you think?"
"I think you might be a little bit crazy," she nervously laughed, "Let's start with a second date," she grinned, seeing him brighten up, "And go from there."
"And the press?" Jensen chanced.
"Let them think what they wanna think," she shrugged.
"You're freakin' perfect," he chuckled, tucking a stray hair behind her ear, even though she still had bedhead. He smiled at the cuteness of it.
"I should go freshen up!" she realized, seeing him look over her disheveled state, "Uh…be right back." she rushed off down the hall and Jensen laughed to himself.
He had a good feeling about this.
Forevers:
@sis-tafics
@lyarr24
@calaofnoldor
@hobby27
@spnbaby-67
@fangirlxwritesx67
RPF:
@smoothdogsgirl
JENSEN TAGS:
@akshi8278
@jerkbitchidjitassbutt
@slamminmine
#high school reunion#jensen x reader#jensen ackles#spn rpf#supernatural rpf#spn#supernatural#reader insert#fluff
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Whumptober 5
So I decided to revisit an older idea I had and do it better. I think I went too far, but a little drama never hurt anyone.
Prompt: Betrayal Misunderstanding
Randomly Selected Whumpee: Kai
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Lloyd didn’t know what it was that struck him about the masked man when they first met. Something about the way his eyes burned with some emotion Lloyd couldn’t quite read. His snide comments set Lloyd off and he didn’t know why. It wasn’t anything he hadn’t heard before from countless enemies, but something about the way the masked man said it made something at the top of Lloyd’s spine seize up.
The others seemed to feel it to some degree, but only Nya felt it like he did.
Those eyes burned in Lloyd’s nightmares so bright they were all he remembered when he woke up. He wasn’t particularly afraid of the masked man, but something about him flooded Lloyd with a sharp dread.
He seemed interested in Chen’s goals in the looses possible sense. He flat out didn’t care. He approached the work like it was an office job he had no love for. Zane was theorizing that Chen was blackmailing or forcing him somehow, and that made some sense. But Lloyd felt like there was something deeper. It didn’t explain why his eyes looked like that. Why they burned like that.
Despite how intense his eyes were when they looked at them, the masked man mostly avoided them. It relieved and angered Lloyd. Whenever they did face off, Lloyd choked on feelings he couldn’t name. He wanted answers, but he feared them. Some instinct told him he was better off not knowing.
Better off or not, Lloyd couldn’t do it. He couldn’t keep dreaming of burning burning eyes and waking up with tears on his face, remembering nothing but feeling like his heart had been scrapped hollow.
So he decided to confront the masked man. Alone in an abandoned building, far from both their allies and completely alone with one another, they stared at each other silently.
“I have a few questions for you.” Lloyd said.
The masked man’s eyes shifted in curiosity. But they still burned.
“Ask away then, Green Ninja.” he said. First Master, his voice burned too.
There was a long silence. Lloyd wanted answers, but he didn’t actually have any questions to ask.
“Why do you work for Chen?” Lloyd settled on asking.
The masked man shrugged.
“I don’t really have a reason.” he said causally.
There was no burning. There was no intensity. His voice was light and plain. He didn’t care about Chen. He wasn’t happy, he wasn’t angry. He was completely indifferent to it.
“Let me ask you a question.” the masked man said.
His tone was almost playful as he turned things around on Lloyd Why did that burn worse? Why did that hurt more? But his eyes were smoldering again.
Lloyd made a squeak to respond, not able to force anything more dignified.
“Why do you hate Chen?” he asked “And don’t tell me it’s because he’s evil or whatever. I’m not interested in the hero speech. I want to know what he did to you.”
Lloyd took a step back. There was so much hiding behind what was so carefully phrased to seem causal. Just behind those words was a burning burning burning that Lloyd wanted to run away from. He didn’t know what it meant and he was almost ready to decide he’d rather not know.
But Lloyd had come this far. He was so close to an answer. He couldn’t, wouldn’t back out now.
So he met the challenge. He straightened his back and answered honestly.
“Chen took someone from me.” Lloyd said. “Someone important.”
The man’s stare cracked and Lloyd almost heard it. Those words seemed to slash through some kind of barrier that stood between them. Lloyd was no longer locked out, but he had lost his shield from that horrible burning.
“Who?” he asked.
It was such a simple word, but the weight behind it was agony. This was deeper than Lloyd thought. He was standing on the tip of a chasm and quickly losing his ability to turn back.
Continuing to throw away his chances to back out, Lloyd answered honestly again.
“My best friend.” Lloyd said, swallowing the tears that tried to attach themselves to the words, to the name “Kai.”
The masked man reacted, but Lloyd couldn’t read it.
“Guess he wasn’t much of a friend, huh?” the masked man said. So much anger. So much burning.
It was Lloyd’s turn to burn.
“Kai was the best!” Lloyd yelled. “He was my brother!”
“Then why didn’t you rescue him?” the man asked.
Why were his words so heavy? Why did his eyes burn with so much judgment? Why did it bother Lloyd so much?
“Because….” Lloyd was fighting back his tears with all his willpower “Because Chen turned him against us. He be-”
Lloyd choked on the word.
“He betrayed us.”
Saying it was too hard. Lloyd sobbed and covered his mouth.
“Did he?”
Lloyd couldn’t breath through the rage and offense. Before Lloyd could start to curse, the masked man began speaking again.
“Because I don’t know about you, but I haven’t seen him in Chen’s ranks. If he truly betrayed you, don’t you think he’d still be working for Chen? Did you ever figure out why he wasn’t?”
“I….” Lloyd stammered.
“Did you care?” the man asked his voice burning hotter than it had ever before.
His words were fire; red, hot, and scorching. They burned into Lloyd, branding his soul.
Before Lloyd could adjust to that new searing pain, the masked man spoke again.
“You know, I think I remember this boy. Brown hair, right? Kind of spiky?”
Lloyd could only nod.
“Yeah, I saw him in Chen’s dungeons. He had been there awhile. I almost felt bad for him. He used to say his friends would come rescue him, but eventually I think he gave up hope.”
Lloyd crumbled to the ground, wishing he had left it alone. Wishing he’d left it as nightmares he couldn’t quite remember. Anything was better than hearing this.
“He died a little after that.” the man continued, ignoring the broken noise Lloyd made as his world washed with grief. “Cold, hungry, and begging for his family. I can only assume he meant you. I used to wonder what sort of people could inspire so much hope and loyalty in him. What a disappointment you turned out to be.”
Lloyd’s grief started to burn in anger. What did this stranger know? How dare he taunt Lloyd with his brother’s death.
“Shut up!” Lloyd yelled, slashing his sword toward the man.
Disappointingly, he dodged.
“What? Do you care now!? Now that he’s dead you actually feel something!?” he yelled, bringing his own sword out and clashing against Lloyd.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about!” Lloyd yelled.
“I think I do better than anyone.” the man said with his eyes burning so dark and hot.
Lloyd kept slashing at him, taking out all his fury and regret.
“HE WAS MY BROTHER! HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND! LOSING HIM DESTROYED ME!” Lloyd yelled, tears blurring his vision almost as much as his rage.
It was true. After they got away from Chen, a part of Lloyd died. Kai’s betrayal killed him.
He kept even the other ninja at arms length, too afraid of getting hurt, of ruining them. Lloyd barely let his father in anymore, too convinced he was unlovable. Nya had tried, oh she had tired, but Lloyd couldn’t stand the guilt he felt for ruining her big brother. Whatever happened to Kai was Lloyd's fault and he knew it.
Clearly the masked man knew too, that was why his eyes burned so much when he looked at Lloyd.
Clashing their swords against each other, it was the closest Lloyd had ever gotten to the man. He was so close to that burning gaze, he could almost feel the heat. The anger, the judgment, the concern.
Wait, that wasn’t right. Why, was it so warm? Standing so close, with all the walls torn down, Lloyd finally saw how much kindness there was hidden in there. It was hidden well, but behind all the burning was something soft. Something familiar something….
“KAI!?” Lloyd yelled.
Those eyes! How had Lloyd not noticed! He knew them! That was why they haunted him so much. That was why the masked man had set Lloyd on edge.
The masked man, Kai, launched himself backwards, as if burned by the word, by the name.
He was right.
“It’s you! It’s really you!” Lloyd sobbed, he wasn’t bothering to fight with his tears.
“I told you your brother died.” Kai spat.
Lloyd shook his head. He wasn’t buying it. He knew those eyes! He knew his big brother.
“It’s you. It’s you, Kai. You’re alive!”
Lloyd knew those eyes, but he didn’t know that burning in them. The Kai of his memory had eyes that flickered with kindness, like a candle meant to sooth a scared child in the dark. This Kai was nothing so soft.
Kai finally ripped his mask off. The face Lloyd knew, the one he ran to after nightmares, the one he’d longed to see after so long, was twisted and sharp. A distortion of the brother Lloyd had lost.
“I didn’t say it wasn’t me. I told you your brother was dead.” he snapped.
“I don’t understand.” Lloyd said.
He just wanted to run into Kai’s arms. He wanted his big brother he had spent to so long missing.
“I meant what I said. I spent so long in Chen’s dungeons waiting for you. I broke, and I died. I’m nothing more than a ghost, Lloyd.”
It sounded so hollow. So broken. Like he really was speaking with the voice of a dead man.
“Please, Kai. We can fix this! Please!” Lloyd begged.
His brother was there! He was right there! But he was so far away, hidden inside a stranger.
“You can’t fix this, Lloyd.” he said, shaking his head.
Lloyd couldn’t reach him, no matter how desperate he was. His big brother was back from the dead, but he’d come back wrong.
“PLEASE!” Lloyd begged.
Kai just shook his head again.
“There’s nothing left to say Lloyd.”
Kai turned to leave. Lloyd reached out to stop him, to grab him and hug him, to bring him home, but his grip was too weak and he was too slow.
Lloyd was left on the floor, devastated, wailing, burning.
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Ahahahaha! Maybe I technically whumped Lloyd a bit more here, but A, it takes two to have a betrayal, and B, I will be making up for this on Day 8. (I’m super excited for that one.)
Here’s the link to the prototype of this story on Kat’s personal blog.
This is very inspired by both the Princess Bride scene and the song “I Know Those Eyes/This Man Is Dead” from The Count of Monte Cristo (the musical)
Anyway, I adore parts of this, but also feel like I overdid it in certain places. No brakes today I guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
-Ivy
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The Dress
For @bloody-no-kissu, you're art is always amazing and inspirational! I love you bloody!
It was a rare day that Marinette was fully rested, had no events to attend and the bakery wasn't busy enough for her parents to ask for her help. Feeling inspired but not able to pick up a recent project without being hypercritical of her work, the young designer decided picking up something different might help. Grabbing a blue folder with various doodles and stickers, she spread the sketches one by one on her desk.
"Oh, these look great!" Tikki chimed, flying closer to examine the handwritten notes.
"I know but I can't choose! I want to do them all, eventually but where do I start?" Marinette huffed, eyeing the designs with a playful pout.
"Hm, why not choose randomly? You could number the designs and put matching numbers on slips of paper to pick the one to start with!"
"Tikki, that's a great idea!" Marinette cupped the floating ladybug gently in her hands and pressed a quick kiss to her forehead before scribbling on a scratch paper. Tearing the numbers apart, she put them in a hat and let Tikki do the honors.
"Here we go!" Tikki dropped in the hat and shook the pieces around before flying back out with one piece between her paws. Twirling in excitement, she opened the paper and held it up like a sign. "Lucky number four!"
"Okay so four is," the designer stacked the extra papers and pulled out the fourth design page, "this one. Huh, I don't have one color scheme for this, I made two. Oh wait, this started out as a design for Rose but I made something else for her. I can finish this dress for me though, time to go fabric shopping!"
"Oh can you get some crushed velvet? It makes a wonderful bed." Tikki asked, hovering by the trapdoor as her holder ran around the room to gather her things.
"Sure! Any color requests?" Marinette paused to let the kwami zip into her purse, handing Tikki the list.
"Blue or green, maybe aquamarine!" They shared a giggle before the designer made her way downstairs to let her parents know about her trip into town.
"Maman, Papa, I'm going to the fabric shop. I've got so much creativity I feel like I'm going to explode!"
"Well we don't want that, then we couldn't possibly have family bear hugs!" Tom shouted, scooping up his wife and daughter who giggled and snuggled in for the hug. "Please be safe and call if you need help or eat somewhere else for lunch."
"Of course Papa!" Marinette withdrew from the hug and grabbed her personalized tote bag that she used for trips like these. With one last wave goodbye, she set off to her favorite shop. A ten minute bus ride and quick shortcut through the plaza, she arrived in front of The Special Thread. The bell rang merrily as the younger design held the door open for an elderly lady before beelining towards the crushed velvets. It was the backrest left corner and after a glance around, Marinette popped open her purse to let Tikki out to be able to help pick out the right color.
"Okay here are all the cool colors of the crushed velvet and then here’s the penne velvet too. What did I need and who did I need it for? Oh wait, the list!” Marinette knew the shop owner and many of the regular customers were used to the young designer talking to herself as they tended to indulge in the habit as well. Actually checking the list after fighting the urge to ruffle through the soft velvets, “I need a burgundy color to accent Marc’s and a peachy tone for Nathaniel, more princess tulle for Rose and some black lace for Juleka… Oh that’s perfect!”
“Marinette, I like both of these colors but can't choose…” Tikki chimed, respectfully waiting until Marinette’s attention was back from her creative mindset.
“It’s on sale, why not get both and I can make a matching pillow or something? I have a coupon too and those colors are gorgeous, the blue reminds me of Luka.” She may have not noticed the dopey grin on her face as she grabbed the selected velvets and moved to another fabric wall but Tikki could see it clearly and cheered internally. “Let’s get a couple yards of each and then I saw the perfect shades for Marc and Nathaniel but Ms. Cribler might have more in the back so I can get a little extra, just to be on the safe side.”
“Hello, Marinette, you looked especially inspired.” The shop owner smiled as she spotted Marinette, sorting through some bolts of fabrics to be put away from previous customers. Today she was sporting her favorite cardigan, the plum on bottom faded into lilac near the collar and the different embroidered designs and patches were still like new and matched her skirt that had vines and flowers blooming all over in a field of wildflowers. The addition of several animals made Marinette smile, it was the elder woman’s way of supporting the superheroes that protect their fair city.
“Hello Ms. Cribler, I am feeling very inspired and had to even get creative in choosing what to make next! How has the shop been today, need me to return anything? I’m passing through the solids and plundering the lace next.” The young designer placed her chosen bolts of fabric on the counter, eyeing the rather large pile that was being sorted.
“Oh things have been busy, it seems the creativity is floating in the air! I can hold these until you’re ready of course, if you can run this pile,” Ms. Cribler patted a pile with about ten bolts of various creams and browns, “they need to be put away. I have gotten everything I need from those. Is there anything in particular I can check the back for?”
“Ah yes, I need some more of this burgundy shade and if you have more peach colors, something more pale orange and less pink peach color that would be perfect. I’ll take these with me and see what I can find in the lace bolts.” Marinette picked up the pile with ease and marched carefully to the proper section and began putting them away. Tikki joined her, zipping back and forth to help quickly find the right spots she needed. Once those were completely put away, the duo weaved through the aisles and found the lace bolts. With a soft hum, the young designer pulled several options down. Marinette set them down on the return cart that was nearby, carefully unrolling them just enough to see a clear picture of the lace.
“What part of the dress is going to be lace?” The kwami inquired, floating at the top of the pink bag.
“Mid back up to my shoulders, just along the back side.”
“Oh, then this one would be so pretty!” Tikki flew up and showed off her choice, wrapping it around her tiny body like a toga.
“Super stylish Tikki!” Marinette giggled and returned the other options back to their proper places. Picking up the one she wanted to purchase and making sure Tikki was in her bag once more, she weaved her way back to the solids for another look and didn’t have anything that spoke to her. Continuing on, Marinette returned to the front cutting table where Ms. Cribel was helping out a familiar face but not a familiar face to see in the shop. Tikki giggled and ducked completely out of sight, closing the clasp of the purse.
“Found the lace alright Marinette?”
“Yes ma’am, take you time Luka, I still have to check out these other colors.” The girl smiled brighter as the other customer turned around, his typical and slightly goofy Luka smile in place.
“Hey Marinette, look like you have quite the haul.” Luka teased, shifting to talk to her.
“Yeah, I just had this moment of inspiration but now that I think about it the dress I’m making would be ideal first date material… I could tweak it for Rose and embellish it a bit for an anniversary vibe…”
“Is the dress for you?”
“Yeah it was originally, I just don’t think I’m going to have a date to wear it for soon.” Marinette scrunched her nose slightly, it felt weird to talk about dating in front of Ms. Cribel. Finding a salmon color that would be fantastic, she moved the bolt to her purchase pile and scooted it closer to the register where Luka had a thoughtful frown on his face.
“Well why don’t you change that? Isn’t the dance coming up?”
“Yeah, in a couple months.” The designer giggled as a light pink dusted his cheeks, sometimes she wished she liked Luka first. That thought struck her like lightning and decided right then and there she was going to be true to herself and no longer be pressured by the Girl Squad for her change of heart. “Hey Luka, are you, uh well, are you busy later? The weather is really nice and Maman made the best dumplings and the park doesn’t have a big photoshoot or news report or meeting going on today…”
“Yea- no, I mean no but I mean yes.” Luka clenched his jaw while taking a deep breath to calm down, eyes wide with hope before continuing, “I have no plans unless you wanna have plans later?”
“Yeah, it’s a date… I just have to finish my dress first and I can text you?”
“Yeah, anytime. Ever. Yes.” The musician clench his jaw again, making Marinette laugh in sheer joy. He was just as nervous as her but they would work it out on their date.
“Okay, well I think you’re good to go and I still need my materials cut. Uh did you- nevermind.”
“Can I walk you home? I can carry some of your stuff, these are good for other things than playing guitar.” Luka playfully flexed his arm, seeming to forget he had his jacket on and she couldn't see his muscles.
“Oh you will and you had better let him or you’re banned from my shop.”
“What? Ms. Cribel-”
“Marinette, you have a boyfriend now. Call me Ana as a thank you for giving you a discount to celebrate. Now, how many of what do you need today dear? You need to hurry and get home!” The shop owner punctuated her words with a few snips of her scissors, reaching for the lace first.
“Ah, the lace I need four yards, six of the salmon and burgundy and since the velvet is half off..” Marinette dropped into thought and with a glance at the boy beside her made a decision, “let’s do ten of each. And my special order too, if you have it in.”
“I sure do! Let me finish this right up and I’ll grab it for you.” Ana swiftly unfolded the bolts and made precise, clean and quick cuts, working through the small stack in under a minute. The musician seemed a bit shocked but Marinette knew she could move faster and still have the same pinpoint accuracy. Folding all the cut lengths and wrapping the bolts once more to set them aside, the shop keeper tucked the purchases into a bag and threw in some extra thread. Leaning down to reach under the counter, she put another bag that had a receipt attached onto the counter as well.
“Did you have everything?” The young designer asked, rolling and tucking that big into the bigger one.
“Of course! You are my favorite customer, anytime you call I make sure I have everything or get it delivered before you show up. It brings me joy that you create so many beautiful things when these hands are not quite steady enough anymore, it makes me happy to see you thrive.” The younger was touched and the awe showed in her face, causing the older woman to smile.
“She is pretty amazing.” Luka’s soft voice drew their attention, Marinette blushing while Ana had a knowing smile.
“Total today is one week of fresh croissants and details of today’s date.”
“What? No, i couldn’t possibly take all this for free-”
“Marinette. I am trading you, your parents food and you story for my measly fabrics. I will simply kick you out of my shop if you refuse.”
“Okay but two weeks at least and I can come help you put things away.”
“Deal, now go finish your dress and knock his socks off!” Ana winked playfully, both teens were blushing as they left.
“She isn’t usually like that but thank you for helping me.” Marinette grinned shyly, Luka had taken the bag of fabrics before she could and left no room for protest.
“Seems like she knows you well. And of course Marinette,” the soft way he spoke her name was going to give her heart problems if it kept skipping every time he said it, “anything to spend more time with a beautiful girl.”
The girl in question just blushed and ignored him, not that Luka seemed to mind as he escorted her home in silence. It was a comfortable and breathable bubble they were in and not even when he had to catch her when she tripped boarding the bus that would take them to her house. In a smooth and thoughtful move, Luka managed to hold her hand without her noticing until the end of the bus ride, only smiling in his sweet way at her blush.
“Well thank you for walking me home, now I can finish the last piece and then we can go on our date.”
"Yeah, no problem. Now I know where to pick you up too." He grinned crookedly, her blushing was too cute.
"Yeah now you know… Um, I haven’t done this before and I know you’ve been there for you through a lot and i appreciate it so much but like I don"t want you to think I'm going on this date as like a rebound or something stupid to deal with Adrien when its not.”
“Marinette.” Luka met her eyes dead on, a growing smile on his lips. “You have never and would never lead anyone on like that. I have always respected your feelings, even when you decided to gift them to someone other than me. My feelings for you haven't changed at all, you’re still the song in my head.” This boy was too much for Marinette, she suddenly stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and Luka calmly looped around her and gently guided her into movement again with a gentle press of a hand.
“You are something else.”
“A good something else?”
“Depends how nice our date is later!” With that teasing remark, Marinette used the last of her courage to press a kiss on Luka’s cheek before dashing inside and up to her room. Carefully the designer set down her purchases on her desk before jumping up and down and squealing in happiness.
“Great job Marinette!” Tikki giggled and flew in a few loops to show her excitement as well.
“Oh my gosh, Maman! I need your help, if you’re not busy!” Marinette stumbled a bit on her way down but caught herself before she fell. She knew this would be one of her best creations yet.
#lukanette endgame#fenwrites#fen's plunny corner#lukanette#luka couffaine#marinette dupain cheng#fluffy#Luka loses his cool#but its okay#he recovers
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How did everyone react to Yuus real age and connection to the great 7?
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THANK YOU FOR ASKING CAUSE I ALREADY HAVE AN IDEA ON HOW THEY FOUND OUT
Note: Some characters already knew her age and connection to the Great Seven so they will react to her appearance in NRC
Btw for looks she looks very generic hence why some boys who know her history overlooked her. (by generic like long brown hair, blue eyes and eyebags. I’ll show a picrew of how I intend her to look soon when I finally pick a favorite)
Also Yuu is royalty of the Valley of the Thorns. When I get back to writing everything will come together.
Also also I need more research to do all these characters properly but since everyone needs a reaction I asked my friend for help so if there seems to be a difference then yeah you know why.
How they found out
(Post overblot Riddle)
*in the infirmary*
Yuu: Relax I was only cut-
Sebek: *enters infirmary* Your Highness! Malleus-sama ordered me to check on you after the news of the overblot came out!
Ace: Wha-
Deuce: Y-your Highness!?!
Yuu: *chuckles*
Yes the scene is somewhat comedic but its just how it is. Me and my friend liked the scene better as a comedic one than a serious one as things get more serious later on so may as well keep up some humor.
HEARTSLABYUL
Riddle Rosehearts - Very shocked and ashamed. He knew of Yuu’s existence and actually read about her and her history as a child but couldn’t tell it was her on first glance because they’re meetings had him in a bad mood from troublemakers so he didn’t notice.
Treats her with the utmost respect even if she tells him to relax. He’s very embarrassed that someone who’s been in the presence of all the Great Seven and befriended or in some cases raised them had to see him and the dorm in such a state.
Trey Clover - It came off as quite a surprise to him especially since he had been treating her like one of his kouhai. He’s one of the more relaxed about the reveal and will only ask if there needs to be changes in the way she’s addressed but overall their interactions are hardly affected. Though he will stop treating her like one of his kouhai as she is older than her by quite (*cough centuries*) a lot.
Cater Diamond - See this man had the advantage of putting a picture of him with Yuu in Magicam which definitely brought out someone who knew of Yuu.
He was pretty surprised to see a bunch of comments asking if that’s legit and was going to ask her about it but Unbirthday party preparations got in the way. Needless to say wanted another selfie with her on his Magicam to tell all his followers it’s legit and how he JUST found out.
Ace Trappola - Isn’t all too worried about it. He’s not one to care all too much about titles and all that stuff but he does take her age as something to tease her on.
When Grim and Deuce are annoying him or causing trouble, he’ll joke about how their troubling the “grandmother” and overall takes it without much effect on their relationship.
Deuce Spade - Is shook beyond belief and has to go and mentally process the reveal.
Should he tell his mom that he’s met such an important historical figure? Wait no should he ask Yuu about it? Would it be rude? AH! SHE SAW HIS DELINQUENT SIDE WHILE ARGUING WITH ACE!
Poor boy is so confused on what to do especially since Yuu came from a magicless student that supposedly has a curse according to the mirror to royalty that raised or befriended all members of the Great Seven.
SAVANACLAW
Leona Kingscholar - Well this lion will continue to chug his respect women juice.
He already respects women back at his home and while for them its due to their strength, in Yuu’s case its cause of her age and wisdom that she shares from time to time.
Ruggie Bucchi - Ruggie would joke around Yuu and treat her like he does his grandmother. He'd probably poke on her getting old and how she probably shouldn't do so much strenuous activities both teasingly and seriously (much to Yuu's dismay. Her body doesn’t actually age.)
Doesn’t rob from or prank her mainly because he doesn’t feel like getting chewed out by the others who treat her like a goddess for befriending and even raising some of the Great Seven.
Jack Howl - Jack is cautious of his behavior around Yuu as he is a respectful young man.
Tends to worry a bit over her being very casual and relaxed in Twisted Wonderland especially since she’s such an important person in history and tends to be a bit overprotective of her.
Is still tsundere.
OCTAVINELLE
Azul Ashengrotto - He. Freaks. Out.
He did extensive research and studying as a child so he knows all about her and her history with the Great Seven.
He wonders how such a historic and ancient woman can casually walk around NRC with little recognition and hopes he can stay calm and suave if she were to ever approach him.
Jade Leech - Jade is intrigued and amused with Azul’s reaction to her. As long as both Azul and Floyd were happy, he couldn’t care less. Though he does want to know if she can cook, he wants help in Mostro Lounge.
Is pleased to have someone to help wrangle Floyd in his more problematic moods. (”In the years I’ve lived in I’ve seen many moody people this isn’t much)
Floyd Leech - Floyd really couldn’t care less.
He sees the little shrimpy (she’s 170 cm tall) and wants to squeeze her, so what if she’s like 900? Floyd wants to play with the shrimpy!
SCARABIA
Kalim Al Asim - Kalim is, well, excited. He’s awe struck at the fact she’s been alive for that long and would probably want to know more about her life. Kalim is a curious kid.
Despite his energetic nature, he likes hearing her share stories of the past.
When he wants to be more independent, he goes to her for help since she’s lived for so long.
Jamil Viper - Jamil would be curt and formal, though he’s currently having a epileptic brain seizure. Jamil was well versed in history, and well...having someone his influential just struck something.
Is cautious of her during the Scarabia arc since she might be old and wise enough to see through his plan.
POMEFIORE
Vil Schoenheit - Vil was already interested in Yuu at the beginning due to being a woman and had a lot of potential but was unimpressed at her eyebags but likes her mature appearance despite being a first year-
Wait the potato is HOW old?
Vil is impressed. Yuu is hundreds of years old yet looks to be in her early twenties at most.
When he learns that Yuu had even met the Evil Queen, he immediately went to ask about what the beautiful Evil Queen did to look as gorgeous as she did and Yuu happily indulges him.
Rook Hunt - Rook is undeniably curious, especially after Yuu manages to evade him. He makes it a habit to monitor her movement, randomly ambush her, and try and chase her around the campus. His success varies on the amount of potato's that surround her. He stays away when she's near Diasmonia.
He enjoys chasing her whenever Yuu is around Ruggie or at rare times, Leona as he'd say, "It's hitting two birds with one stone"
Rook scopes out and probably doesn't intervene as much, opting to observe her movements.
Epel Felmier - Epel is essentially confused, and is currently feeling pity for her as she’s being crowded by so many students. He grimaces when Rook takes interest in her. Epel sends Apple Juice for life fuel. He knows she’ll need it
IGNIHYDE
Idia Shroud - Idia has heard of Yuu, especially with their rather complicated family history. He’s pretty formal towards Yuu.
Generally avoids her even with their family in better terms and Yuu even friends with Hades now. Is upset at her and Ortho’s alliance to get him out of his room.
Ortho Shroud - When Ortho hears her age and experience, Ortho is overjoyed.
He’s so happy to have Yuu join him in his mission to get his brother out of his room. Is oblivious to past family drama.
DIASOMNIA
Malleus Draconia - Yuu had raised him and his family up to his grandmother, the Witch of Thorns, of course he recognized her as soon as he saw her. He’s surprised to see her in NRC but its a welcome one. He uses a spell on Ramshackle to make it habitable for the woman that raised him alongside Lilia.
Finds it amusing that the students had no clue. She’s in history books though Yuu does have a rather mediocre and youthful appearance so it must be why they mistook her as a student.
Yuu had asked him to keep quiet on it but unfortunately it seems that Sebek had exposed her while doing orders on his behalf. He apologizes over it and of course Yuu isn’t mad over it, more exasperated.
Lilia Vanrouge - Lilia is amused that Yuu was mistaken by the teachers as a teenager that could be a student especially since Yuu is older than himself by a few hundred years.
When the cat’s out of the bag, he’ll openly tease the students to be nicer to Yuu who could’ve been friends or related to their great great great great great etc or less grandparents and is their elder.
Is amused as the students attempt to get Yuu into more modern culture, having been accustomed to letters and more traditional ways for so long.
Silver - While Silver was primarily raised by Lilia, he’s surprised to see obaasa- Lady Yuu in NRC.
He isn’t affected all too much since he isn’t addicted to guarding Malleus and Yuu like Sebek but he is quite happy to see her and can always tell when she visits since he tends to wake up with a pillow at the random place he slept in.
Sebek Zigvolt - He is ABSOLUTELY A P P A L L E D. Yuu to Sebek, is the most honourable woman to have ever walked the face of this planet. She has managed to raise most of the great seven and bring kingdoms to prosperity. She helped Malleus-sama train, she helped Lillia-sama rise through the ranks and even brought Maleficent to power in her early days.
The moment he gets to catch up to her in Ramshackle, Yuu has to calm him down because he goes feral when he sees where she has to live in but is appeased when Malleus uses magic to make it habitable and helps her personalize it.
Very clearly struggles to address her casually, shown with him being the one to expose her post overblot Riddle.
Keep sending asks bois I love receiving them. Sorry this took a while there was a lot to go over.
#twisted wonderland#twst#immortal!yuu#mc/yuu#riddle rosehearts#ace trappola#deuce spade#jack howl#Sebek zigvolt#epel felmier#trey clover#cater diamond#Leona kingscholar#ruggie bucchi#azul ashengrotto#jade leech#floyd leech#vil schoenheit#rook hunt#kalim al asim#Jamil viper#Idia shroud#ortho shroud#malleus Draconia#Lilia vanrouge#silver#twst silver#twisted wonderland silver
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Red Feather
A/N: Hey guys....... I know I said I wouldn’t post anything today, BUT HAWKS HAS BEEN AT THE BACK OF MT MIND FOR SOOOO LONG I JUST HAD TO WRITE SOMETHING FOR HIM! Tytytytyty SO MUCH to the cutie who is @domhoni for coming up with this idea uwu, if it weren’t for u, this would just be a complete mess LOL! Enjoy!
Summary: Soulmate AU where when you’re 18 your world starts randomly dull in color until you come in contact with your soulmate. If you haven’t found them by age 30, your world would be permanently colorless. Your world was bland, barely any color left as you turned 24. When an earthquake struck causing your building to collapse, the only think you could see before you blacked out was a bright red feather.
Pairing: Hawks x Reader
Warnings: Depression, thoughts of dying, needles (hospital), angst(???) with a happy ending
It was believed that when you were 18, your world would randomly start to lose its colors if you didn’t come into contact with your soulmate. One by one, the colors would fade. Reds would turn into pinks then to whites, green to mint then to white, orange to marigold then to white, your whole would would be as white as a winter wonderland if you failed to find your soulmate by the age of 30. This thought haunted you for your entire life. You couldn’t imagine seeing the world without color. You loved looking up at the bright blue sky, the yellow sunflowers in your backyard, and even just staring at the black screen on your phone. Colors made life worth living for you, and one day they could all just disappear? Just because you couldn’t find one person? You absolutely hated it.
It was your graduation day, and you were excited yet terrified for what your future life would bring to you. Luckily for you, your friends were able to distract you from the thought of having to find your soulmate. After the ceremony, you and your family got together, and they started to congratulate you on your success. Your mother handed you a bouquet of roses. “Here you go (Y/N)! It was hard to find them, but I just had to get you your favorite flower! Red roses! Aren’t they so pretty?” she asked excitedly.
You stared down at the flowers, your smile slowly disappearing. The flowers were pink.
🌹
Nothing was the same anymore, each year colors started to fade, your soulmate nowhere to be seen. It had been 6 years since you started to lose color. Beautiful yellows becoming pale, purples turning lilac, your world becoming pastel. Your life had become boring. The pain of losing color becoming so overbearing, you barely had any motivation to do anything anymore.
College went by quicker than expected. You slowly started losing connections with your friends. Working in a boring office job didn’t help with your depressed emotions either. Everyday was so painful, nothing looking lively anymore, what was the point of even moving forward?
You were 24 now. 6 years left for you to find your soulmate. Everyone in your town knew each other because it wasn’t very populated, meaning if you hadn’t already found your soulmate, you probably weren’t going to. You begrudgingly accepted your fate.
🌹
Every year the Pro Heroes scheduled a tour around Japan, trying to meet as many of their fans as possible. Today was the day they were scheduled to come to your small town, and when you heard from the news anchor on TV say they arrived safely, you couldn’t care less. To you they were way too overrated. Everyone loved them but you couldn’t understand why, all they did was tie up bad guys, ANYONE could do that. You finished eating your white pancakes and headed off to the same boring office job you went to everyday.
As you sat down at your desk, you couldn’t help but notice that today felt odd. There was a weird feeling in your stomach that you couldn’t shake off. At first you tried to play it off as some bad breakfast, but that just didn’t seem to be the case.
Your gut was correct, because as you logged on to your computer, you felt the building start to shake. Everyone in the office had started to freak out and start to leave the room, but you couldn’t get yourself to move from your chair. You sat there at the computer questioning if you should move, of if you should let this building crush you.
The walls around you started to collapse, and dust filled the air, making it hard to breath. You were having a battle within yourself. You wanted to get up, but what was the point of living such a boring life? Your vision slowly started to turn hazy, and you thought that was it. You were going to die. Regret instantly filling your thoughts.
As your vision was going black, you felt yourself being lifted by someone. You tried to see who it was, but when you looked up the only thing you saw before you blacked out was a red feather.
🌹
You had been in a coma for the past week, your body had taken damage from all the dust you had inhaled, so the doctors thought it would be best. When you woke up you stared at the ceiling in front of you. You felt needles in your arms and a ventilator over your nose, but that didn’t matter. You were in shock because the room around you had bright blue walls and there was a colorful “Get Well Soon!” balloon floating around near the window. You could see color again.
You saw something next to you move out of the corner of your eye, and when you looked over, you saw a man with messy yellow hair stretch out his large wings. He rubbed his eyes and looked at you, and that’s when his bright yellow eyes widened. He scooted his chair closer to your bed, and held your hand in his calloused one.
“When did you wake up?” he asked, looking straight into your eyes. You blushed a bit at the staring, but muttered out a soft, “just a little while ago...” “And you didn’t wake me?” he pouted. Your eyebrows furrowed barely realizing that you didn’t really know who this man was. “Who even are you?...” you asked weakly. “My name is Takami Keigo, and I’m your soulmate.” Your eyed widened at the word “Soulmate.”
“You’re my soulmate? Are you sure?..” you asked, still not fully believing him. “I am 100% sure, kid. My life was full of color as soon as I picked you up in that building.” he said trying to convince you. “Y-you saved me? But the person who saved me had re-” you halted your words as you looked at his wings, “red feathers...” you reached out to touch them, they were soft. “Takami... we’re soulmates..” you said quietly stroking the bright red feathers. “It’s Keigo for you, kid” he smiled at you and took your hand in his again, lightly squeezing it. “Thank you, Keigo.” You said testing out the foreign name on your tongue, lightly squeezing his hand back. He kissed your forehead as if you were made of fragile glass.
“I love you, (Y/N)” he said softly. “I love you too, Keigo.”
Another A/N: GUYS I DID IT!!! I HOPE I DID THIS IDEA JUSTICE!!! THIS IS MY FIRST SUPER LONG FIC AND I AM SOOOO HAPPY WITH IT AGAHAHAG Hawks is so cool >:(
#takami keigo#keigo x reader#keigo#keigo takami x reader#hawks#hawks x reader#hawks imagine#bnha fanfiction#bnha x reader#mha x reader#mha scenarios#mha fanfiction#soulmate au#hawks soulmate#mha soulmate au#bnha soulmate au#bnha scenarios#bnha hawks#mha hawks
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SHINee’s scenario: they have to call their celebrity s/o during a recording for a show as a mission
(request: shinee has to call you, their celebrity s/o, during a recording for a show as a mission. thanks a ton for doing this)
Requested by anon
- Sorry for not posting in a bit, I was super stuck on this one! Thankfully I got some help from a fellow shawol friend~ hope it’s oki! ❤️
Onew:
In light of a recent group comeback Onew and the other members appeared on a new variety show. It included different talk segments and also a specific game where each of them would have to call someone with the mission of getting that person to say a specific word. The words were of course very random and difficult ones.
As the eldest, he was set to go first and decided to call you, as your relationship was well-known and he knew you had a day off and would answer.
The other members would snigger and watch in amusement as their leader attempted to lie about calling you during his ‘break-time’ and then proceed to somehow get you to say his given word, which was a lot more difficult than he had anticipated. For a brief moment he looked their way for help but they all shrugged with identical grins, leaving him to fend for himself which made him mentally sigh.
After some time of him asking odd and cringe-worthy questions that made his fellow members shake their heads you ultimately figured out what was really going on and asked him if he was recording for a show. Since he had already failed he admitted that he was and also briefly explained the game.
“Aigoo you got a difficult word. Sorry I couldn’t help you but I bet the punishment will be fun to watch.”
Your playful words caused some laughter before Onew sulked and eventually ended the call for the next member to attempt the mission.
In the end, he did end up losing and had to face an embarrassing punishment, which you could later tease him about.
Jonghyun:
When Jonghyun was guesting on a radio show there was a corner where each person had to call someone to answer questions about them, which had been prepared before-hand and the answers of the person on the other end had to match their own.
Prior to the mission he debated on who to call between his members, his best friend and you and ultimately decided on the last.
The other members would know it was a mission and likely sabotage him in any way they saw fit but he didn’t imagine that you would have the same mischievous agenda.
“Yeobeoseyo~”
As soon as you answered with your internal greeting, which was a mix of “yeobeo” (honey) and a usual phone greeting, he couldn’t help but smile as the love struck puppy he was which made the person closest to him nudge his arm to snap him out of it. Before he could get distracted again he quickly explained the reason behind his call, including the rules.
“If I answer them all correctly will you share your winning price with me?”
The question made him let out a baffle laugh but then quickly give in since he didn’t want to lose after all. He then started asking the question and cheered when you consistently answered them all correctly.
When only one question remained he already felt confident that he could actually win.
“If someone says happiness, what three things come to my mind first?”
“SHINee, SHINee world and me.” You said quickly and chuckled as Jonghyun celebrated with a loud ‘whoop’ after doing an all-kill by getting each answer right.
He wrapped up the call by saluting you in a playful and exciting manner and then fought back a massive smile for the rest of the show.
Key:
When your boyfriend was calling you randomly in the middle of the day instead of texting, as he usually would, it definitely surprised you at first.
“Is everything okay?” You answered in a puzzled manner, thinking there was likely a reason behind him calling out of the blue.
Instead of answering he suddenly asked you a question instead and it made you feel utterly lost. It was about his birthday, which you obviously knew so you answered him but only grew more confused as he continued. Though, when you could pick up on other voices in the background you figured he was calling as a part of whatever show he was guesting.
It instantly shifted your mood and you saw an opportunity to get back at him for his continuous habit of teasing you. Instead of giving him correct answers you decided to give random and obviously false ones. The more outrageous, the better, you thought and smirked to yourself.
When the game ended and your boyfriend was in bewildered shock by the outcome, you felt exceptionally happy with yourself.
“Yah y/n, why did you choose this moment to be playful? I called you because I trusted you and now you betray me like this?”
You rolled your eyes at his overly dramatic tone. “Why? Did I make you lose the game?”
"...."
“I figured you were doing a mission and thought that giving the correct answers would be too boring.”
Despite not seeing him at the moment you could imagine the way he rolled his eyes. “Aigoo sometimes you are too perceptive for your own good."
“Nah, this is just payback.” You said at last and sniggered before you ultimately ended the call, even if you knew you were going to be in trouble later on.
Minho:
Minho was no stranger to being invited to guest sport or competition themed shows and he often accepted them since it was in his veins after all.
During a filming of running man he was working diligently and having fun, at least up until a specific segment that included dares, where one was to call a girlfriend/wife and he was the chosen member to complete it.
He hadn’t called you while on a schedule before so it made him a bit nervous but he wasn’t about to surrender or make the other team win. “I just have to call her right? Even if she doesn’t pick up?” He clarified before going through with the dare.
However, when you picked up as you normally would, using your own picked out nickname for him, it would make him a bit shy and unsure of what to say.
At that point, the other running members and guests cut in and overtook the call to greet you. It was a bit sudden and overwhelming for you but you still greeted everyone politely.
“Is this some sort of mission?” You asked, knowing Minho wouldn’t randomly call you while filming, since even if your relationship was public you weren’t that open yet.
The question caused some laughter and Minho then briefly explained about the dare. You could tell from the sound of his voice that he was a bit uncomfortable so you decided to help him up and make up an excuse for not being able to talk, which made him smile as he could see through it and know it was intentional.
You then greeted everyone again quickly before your boyfriend ended the call with a shy smile on his face and continued with filming.
Taemin:
While filming for a reality show together with one of his close friends Kai, Taemin was having a lot of fun and felt at ease. However, that would change quickly after him losing a game and facing a punishment.
He couldn’t help but feel a bit scared, as this was his friend’s perfect opportunity to embarrass or get back at him for a prank he had played on him before. And how right he was.
Kai already had a playful smirk on his face when he presented his chosen punishment, which was for Taemin to prank call you, his publicly known girlfriend.
“W-what kind of prank call?” He stuttered out, already feeling nervous about suddenly including you in the show without asking beforehand.
After Kai gave a funny and outrageous idea he sat back and watched in amusement as Taemin went through with it in a clumsy and funny manner.
He desperately tried to trick you even if his voice or words weren’t even remotely convincing and you obviously didn’t buy it.
“Do you really expect me to believe something so outrageous? This is obviously related to the show you’re filming.” You told your hopeless boyfriend while trying not to laugh.
In the end, it amounted to a fun clip to include in the show, though as it was over Taemin wanted to go hide in embarrassment. He knew he would have a lot of making up to do with you next time you met. However, he planned to blame it all on his close friend with the hope that you would go easier on him then.
#SHINee#shinee scenarios#SHINee reactions#lee jinki#shinee onew#kim jonghyun#SHINee Key#kim kibum#choi minho#lee taemin#5HINee#kpop scenarios
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High School Musical: The Musical: The Series: The Rewatch pt.3
Ok, full disclosure: I should not be doing this right now. But I've been thinking about it since yesterday and, well, I reckon I can go over 1x4 and 5, and then move on to my actual work. So here we are. I'm really, really excited for these two, so without further ado, I'll dive right into:
1x4: It's hard to believe that I couldn't see... the majority of what happens in this episode when I first watched it
Why is Nini such a pro at making a scene with whoever her current boyfriend is in the middle of a public place? I mean, I get it that she's upset about EJ going through her phone — who wouldn't be — but maybe - and this is just a friendly suggestion — she could try and discuss that in private, not start a shouting match within view of all their classmates. Just saying.
'Ricky would never steal my phone' — well, perhaps not, but he's not quite above deleting stuff from it, either... I wonder if whoever is writing this show knows that there are many other ways to make a relationship unhealthy... it's not funny anymore. Just repetitive.
Ahhh Natalie and her emotional support hamster! At least there's one good thing about this scene.
Sure, Ricky, blame Big Red for the fact that you misplace your stuff... a very nice best friend he's got, indeed.
Gosh, everything is so awkward and there is just so much tension all over the place — Ricky's parents, then EJ and Nini, and then Carlos just being oblivious to the fact that they just broke up... you know, that last part just made me laugh. And then Ricky's reaction to his parents legally separating just broke my heart. That boy's been through too much.
Big Red being completely clueless about theatre terms is super funny and endearing, but let me just put myself in his shoes for a sec. He's followed his best friend into a badly thought-out scheme to get back together with his ex, got dragged into joining the crew, and is now expected to know what everything is. I would not put up with that... ok, who are we kidding, I'm a massive pushover and would put up with anything, but my point is... he shouldn't have to. At least people are doing the bare minimum to help him learn and nobody's laughed at him for not knowing. That's the good thing about this crew.
Ok, so I have posted about my thoughts of their take on What I've Been Looking For before, back when the episode was brand new, so I won't go into detail about that. In short, I think they've got the arrangement all wrong considering that it is a plot point in the original movie, but... the execution is funny. The scene is about Nini and EJ's post-breakup tension and it shows. I just kind of wish now Miss Jenn had pulled Nini out and put Gina in, even just for this rehearsal — and I might or might not be saying this as a Portwell shipper.
Miss Jenn is done with the students' personal drama and honestly, I'm right behind her. These kids are being completely unprofessional — and well, I realise that we can't expect them to be professional at this stage, but... they could at least try to concentrate on rehearsal and not their personal lives for a second.
Ricky hugging a cushion is my spirit animal. That's it, that's the comment.
Ahhh the tension between EJ and Gina though... 'around here seniors don't follow sophomores' — well, we'll see how it goes, Mr. Senior.
What gives Nini the right to shout at strangers about their relationship? I am honestly so frustrated with her these days. Wonder why I never was during season 1. The reasons are all there.
'He loves you' — yeah, like a little sister, he does. Also, Ash is so precious, always trying to see the good in other people. EJ 1.0 is so lucky he had her as an example.
Ok, I'm not going to go into what an amazing best friend Big Red is because we all know that (plus I'm saving it for a certain scene in 1x5), but this must be so hard for him. I mean, he's trying his absolute best to help Ricky feel better and distract him from his problems, and Ricky is turning everything down. I mean, I guess I understand where he's coming from too, but I'm unable to look at things through the lead-centric lens alone anymore. I'm more aware of non-lead characters now (some more so than others) and this is putting a whole new spin on my perception of everything that happens.
I've got no idea how Big Red can sleep with all this noise, though. I could never. But to each their own.
'perfect on paper' — that's EJ 1.0 to a T. I've got to give Nini that.
Ricky wearing the pride t-shirt... we love to see it.
See, this is why I keep forgetting why I ever shipped Rini and then remembering again... their chemistry is just so on-again-off-again, and here it's definitely present, but I just need a couple with consistent chemistry, you know. Hey, isn't that kind of what All I Want is about? Kind of. I don't know. I've been unable to listen to that song ever since it got big irl. I have this... problem with media that becomes popular and mainstream... I mean, I never hold a grudge against things just for being popular, but I just... relate to underrated stuff much easier. Not because it's underrated, but it just so happens that nearly everything I like and relate to is underrated in some capacity. Even HSMTMTS itself — it's practically unheard of here in Bulgaria, so I would not have found it if I hadn't been looking for it specifically. Ok, this comment got derailed several times. I guess I'll just stop here and move right on to 1x5 at this point.
1x5: A bedazzled tablecloth, a perfectly balanced unicycle and bad reception at the barn... not the perfect ingredients, but they can still... Work This Out
'Miss Jenn says that's a life in the arts... well, that and almost constant unemployment' — alright, I know this line is not supposed to be funny, and that it's a painful reality for a lot of people, but... maybe it's the delivery. I just laugh every time.
See, this is what I mean when I say I want to see consistent chemistry — Seblos have it. I mean, I really don't want to jinx things, but... they do.
Big Red seems to be in a more... outspoken mood today, I guess you could say. Too bad Ricky is still shutting everything he says down. Seriously, Big Red and Seb should start a club for people who try their best to be there for their loved ones and still keep being shushed.
I might be super frustrated with nearly everything Nini says and does (can somebody please tell me why that is?), but... flushing her dress down the toilet? Major mood.
Listen, I love Miss Jenn and that she's close to her students, but... emerging from a toilet cubicle and inviting herself to Kourtney and Nini's girls' night was... Will Shuester level of questionable.
Ricky being the mature one about his parents separation is... I mean, it's admirable, but how did he move past the impending depression of last episode and towards being the one who tells his dad to get up and move on? Well, I mean, good for him. But I think the issue is far from buried yet.
'Friend of the year'? Ricky? I don't think so. First of all, if he were, he'd know that Big Red does not have two left feet. Wasn't it you, Ricky, who was stumbling over the steps in HSM a couple of weeks ago? You're one to talk. Plus Big Red's been listening and trying to help while you've just been spouting off about your personal problems for... how long has it been now? I get it, Ricky has issues that he needs to work through, but he's almost legally blind in both eyes when it comes to Big Red.
Ok, but Ricky is the epitome of 'cannot solve his own problems but has a suggestion on how everybody else should solve theirs' in this episode. Maybe take a step back and listen to your own advice?
'My parents think I'm bonding with the livestock' — I've got no idea why I find this line so funny, but I do. And I've got so much love for this entire scene. Carlos' reaction to Seb's response to his invitation is just... the most adorable thing ever! My heart might just burst. Especially given what we're about to go through tomorrow in 2x10... I am. Not. Ready.
The entire karaoke scene just reminds me of... pretty much every extended family reunion on my mum's side. Her cousins love karaoke and are also completely tone-deaf. I love it that they're able to have fun with it, but my ears are still recovering from my great aunt's birthday party two years ago.
'When did you become Nini?' — Why does Mr. Mazzara know so much about his students' dating lives? I mean, Miss Jenn does, too, but he doesn't strike me as someone as invested in them as her. Idk, it just struck me as kind of weird.
'I didn't agree to photos' — please, EJ, I'm sure you'll want memories from your first fake-dating gig with Gina... once you're no longer fake-dating, you know. Boy, these two are going to have stories to tell to their grandchildren.
I've said some stuff about Nini, but... 'a bedazzled tablecloth' is the funniest description I've heard for Gina's homecoming dress.
'Maybe it's not actually about you at all.' Yeah, you tell him, Reddy! Ricky needs to get over himself.
The way Big Red sniffs out the drama, though... I was not-so-randomly reminded of that moment in 2x9 where Seb was like Carlos. and Big Red was like, 'Are you guys fighting?'...
Big Red doing a comedic lip-reading of Gina and EJ's dramatic scene is absolutely hilarious. I might or might not have sold my heart and soul to him after seeing that scene for the first time. But I just remembered how he said earlier that maybe he can't read lips and that just makes this 100% funnier — he was basically like a child who can't read yet making up a story based on the pictures in a book, and I mean it in the best way possible. He's a theatre dark horse, this one, and they should all be intimidated — or inspired, whatever they choose — by his hidden talents. Gosh, I love this guy. But can you blame me?
'You think I'm actually going to confide in you?' — Absolutely. You can't bully someone from your position of authority over them and then act like you're their friend. I do know now that Mr. Mazzara has hidden depths, but he had no right to be as rude to Carlos as he was in 1x3. He was right about one thing, though — Carlos doesn't need a dance partner to dance.
Ricky saying he was going to apologise to Gina and counting that as an apology is giving me major TJ/ Buffy flashbacks. I wonder why that is... * sarcasm *
Nini feeling like a fraud makes me actually sympathise with her for a second. But I feel like Nini's flaw of defining herself through boys and Ricky in particular has been addressed one time too many now, since it was first addressed here in this episode. If they make her and Ricky get back together again in season 2, I will riot. [side note: I feel like the Born to Be Brave scene says a lot about both Rini and Seblos as couples. Nini and Carlos both feel, in the moments leading up to the song, like they are incomplete without their partners. Ricky, too, has built his personality entirely around Nini at that time (and is still not completely over that in s2). And then the song comes in to remind them that they don't need a partner to be happy. I'm just thinking of Big Red's 'perfectly balanced unicycle' comment from the promotional materials, and of how he and Ashlyn, even when they're dating in s2, are never portrayed as being incomplete without each other. I guess there's a reason why they're the Beta Couple of the show — their relationship drama is nearly non-existent, and when it does exist, it's just caused by them caring too much about each other. Every other couple on the show should learn from them.]
Everybody supporting Carlos during the Born to Be Brave number just warms my heart so much... I am actually crying real tears. And then the end, when Seb finally shows up, right in time for the slow dance... I have a lot of feelings about this scene.
Seblos' dialogue here still kind of makes me cringe a little... but like, in a good way.
Yikes... Miss Jenn's getting into trouble... I mean, it was bound to happen sooner or later. But she's lucky she's had enough time with her students for them to love her enough to fight for her. Still, this is a topic for another episode, and so I won't expand on it in this post.
Well, that's it. That was 1x4 and 5. Those were pretty much my favourite episodes when season 1 was airing. And I can definitely see why, even if my views on some things have changed due to stuff that happens later. But, as I constantly say, that's what rewatches are for. In other words, 'once more, with feeling this time' as my choir director used to say.
#hsmtmts#hsmtmts: the rewatch#nini salazar-roberts#ricky bowen#gina porter#ej caswell#ashlyn caswell#ashlyn moon caswell#big red redonovich#carlos rodriguez#seb matthew smith#kourtney greene#hsmtmts miss jenn#hsmtmts mr mazzara#rini#seblos#redlyn#portwell#jnk
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34+35 live stream
description: ariana’s live stream before debut of 34+35 remix music video.
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A/N: little piece based off this live stream that ariana did in the countdown to her releasing the 34+35 remix music video with doja and megan. obvs not included every question but just a few fun bits and harry mentions for you x
also disclaimer, this is NOT real, if u don't wanna read about these two then don't, i’m not tryna act like they’re together it is fiction.
❤ anywayz hope u enjoy luvs xox
❖ "HELLO EVERYONE! thank u for coming to this premier,” ariana smiled sweetly at the camera, as the video cut to a shot of her for the beginning of the countdown.
“we had so much fun making this 34+35 remix video for you, and uhh, we hope you love it.” she continued, playing with her hair. no matter how long she did this for she swore she would never cease to get slightly nervous in these situations. where it was her alone, in front of a camera. but her fans made her feel at ease, and she felt she owed them something, as she hadn’t done many quarantine interviews like other celebs have.
“i thought i would come celebrate and join the countdown with you guys. which is something that I've never done before, but i’m very happy to be here and i was very excited to get some questions from you all...” she held up the sheets of twitter questions she had received, “um that i’m gonna be answering while i’m here so, i cant wait to celebrate this together and countdown and answer some of your questions!” she finished with a smile.
and it was genuine. a real smile that her fans were thrilled to see.
ariana was genuinely so happy and content with her life right now. with her family, her music, her friends, harry. harry her FIANCE!! might she add.
everything just felt perfect, and after all the shit the last couple years had thrown her way, she appreciated the break.
she got her love back, she was making music that she fully loved, and put her whole soul into, and she had fans who had stuck with her and supported her through some of the darkest times in her life, that were now able to experience her happiness and personal growth with her. so truly, little things like this, felt like the least she could do for them.
“ohh this is a good one because its 34 35 related” she tucked her hair behind her ears, “@noirgrande said ‘ummm its just i wanna the end of 34+35 is it awww shit or nooo shit, i just wanna sing the song right”
“umm it is indeed no shit” she confirmed, smiling matter of factly at the camera before reciting the closing line of the song.
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“@arianalocks1223 said ‘will we get to see the track list before the songs release?’” she paused for a second to process - which turned into a few more seconds, she was a bit slow today. she had told harry with full sincerity that she thought it was because she was getting old but he had just cracked up at her absurd statement, and told her that if that was the case he’d still think she was a milf
“you will!” she nodded with certainty, “indeed. ummm... i can tell you them now” she blurted, oops.
“i suppose thats not like... is that against the rules? can i do that?” she turned, to question scooter who was supervising off camera, not wanting to get her label mad at her for releasing too much information, something she has a tendency to do.
after getting the nod of reassurance from him she turned back to the camera, “so out of ‘POV’, you go into, um, an interlude called ‘someone like u’. after that is a song called ‘test drive’, after that is the 34/35 remix with doja and meg” she smiles lightly, “and after that is a song called ‘worst behaviour’, and after worst behaviour is... a song called ‘main thing’...” she finishes, a shy smirk forming on her face, dimples appearing, “so that’s the tracks.”
continuing with the countdown, ariana felt her heart warm at the love her fans were giving her and this album. she loved interacting with them and making them happy and proud of her so knowing she had done just that, was an amazing feeling.
“umm hesbloodsline... @hesbloodsline ... i’m really fond of this question because its really to the point, ‘where's the pig and where the fuck is harry?’” she smiled, holding in a laugh.
“piggy’s here, she's great, she's really doing so well and life is really good for her right now, she's really thriving and doing her thing” she ranted, a hint of sarcasm in her voice, “um, i make her big salads everyday that she likes, she's doing really great. she asked me to stop posting her as much because she's actually really offended by a lot of your jokes that you make on twitter, she asked me to have a word with you guys” she continued to joke, well aware that she probably found herself more funny than anyone else did right now.
“she doesn't like the jokes about being eaten, they really hurt her, umm yeh, and she asked me to convey that... no she’s great...” she finally decided to answer, “and harry, is on set today, so um, yeh thats where he is... but don't worry i will tell him to keep you in the loop, i’ve got you”
ariana unconsciously let a small smile take over her glossed lips when talking about harry. he had been so excited about this new project and seeing him passionate and happy about anything he’s doing, always made her happiest.
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“nicole! @nastyctrl. nicole said ‘who helped come up with the concept for the positions music video, love u sm ari’ love you so much to, i love you so much more” she paused, she loved this story,
“um this is actually a really funny story, dave and i had been going back and forth on several different concepts, and i couldn't, like... marry one... i couldn't really, like, really commit to one, i wasn't 100% sold. and it was missing a certain element of empowerment. and i kept, you know, trying to think of things that would make it more impactful cause i wasn't loving what we had...”
“anddd then me and harry were on this huge hike, and he just turned to me and was like, ‘what if you were the president?’ which was like, not at all fitting cause i was dying and complaining the whole time. but i was like,” she tried to imitate a shocked face through her smile and laughed
“and when i called dave he was like ‘oh... kay, ill call you guys back’ and had the whole production team redo everything, and i had mimi pull completely different outfits and we completely started over cause that idea was what i was, craving and missing. and i was like, wow, thats so perfect” she smiled, shrugging her shoulders, “so yeh, honorary directing credit to harry styles, if you liked that”
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“this is from @borderlinevinyl, who said ‘how much of the album was recorded at your little home studio?’ ummm..” she sang, looking off camera in thought, everything in quarantine had honestly just blurred into one so she was struggling to remember what exactly she recorded where,
“um... a lot of it was... i think i did parts of everything here and parts of things at tommy's i know i did, um, the final chorus ad-libs for positions at home” she began listing in her head, “i know i did all of off the table at home... i know i did the final chorus of my hair at home because we- i-” oops. she had to control the laugh threatening to leave her lips at the lack of subtlety in her correction
“-i got out of the shower and he was like ‘oh your whistles are really here right now’, and i was like y’know what... yeahh they are aren’t they” she laughed as she squinted her eyes and recited that part of the conversation, even trying to imitate his deeper accent.
she had been singing in the shower - as she always did - and harry joining her never seemed to stop her from belting out any whitney or old one direction classic she wanted to. he would even join in sometimes and they'd end up with their own mini concert, dancing around naked, shampoo and conditioner bottles in hand singing their hearts out to everything from high school musical to nicki minaj to fleetwood mac.
while it felt like too bold of statement to make as she truly revelled in and enjoyed everything they did together, showering with him was truly one of her favourite’s. whether it was steamy shower sex that had all glass surfaces in the room fogging up or letting loose and dancing and singing under the pouring water, every moment felt so intimate and sacred. it truly made her feel like they were they only people in the world.
of course he would claim she was out singing him every time she whistled and would jokingly try to replicate the note but he was truly just in awe off the sounds that came from her mouth (in all senses of the word;)
"-and so i opened ‘my hair’ and just randomly did that” she continued, “um what else did i do here, i did the a lot of the backgrounds and ad-libs for 34+35 here, um, obvious was done at home, a lot of six-thirty was done at home”
caught in her own thoughts she only realised she had probably been droning on for too long when she caught scooters eye across the room and with a blush she shook her head as if to clear it, “this is an annoying answer, everything was kind of all over the place but i did a lot, a lot, a lot of the vocals for the album at the house" she finally finished the long answer, moving on quickly as she realised she didn't have long until the premiere and she wanted to answer as many of the questions as possible.
“ok, second last question from hannah, ever- @everdxystxless, im sorry i don't know how to pronounce that” she laughs looking up at the camera with wide eyes, not sure how exactly how she was supposed to go about pronouncing the username,
“im sorry, um, but anyway she say’s ‘ari baby, how do you feel about harry getting to do a movie with florence pugh, we know your a big fan of hers, ps. i love you so much!’ well hannah, i love you too” she replies, as she thinks back to when harry first introduced the two, after she had gotten over the initial fangirling, the pair became amazing friends. florence struck ariana as such a genuine, loving person and they shared the same dry sense of humour. plus ariana might of been just a little obsessed with her accent - not that she would ever admit that and scare the girl off.
“and... um, yeah, it literally, made me beyond happy, i was fully like, fangirling when i met her the first time” she laughs as she plays with her hair, “she honestly, probably was like, ‘who the fuck is this girl? what is she doing?’”ariana imitated, a faux scared/weirded out look on her face, playing the part of a mildly pissed off florence - which she luckily had never been on the receiving end of, “im sure i was being the opposite of subtle about it but, no, she really truly is the sweetest, kindest, most beautiful, talented human being” she emphasises, the thought of any news outlets of fan’s trying to spin a ‘jealousy’ story about this making her internally role her eyes,
“midsommar is, like, one of my all time favourite movies, and she's amazing in it, and harry’s like so fucking lucky its crazy. so yeah, thats insane”
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"...so yeah... thank you so much! this was so much fun!” ariana exclaimed as she wrapped up the Q&A, smiling wide at the camera, she knew her fans were going to love the music video and she couldn't wait for them to watch it, plus interacting with them in this way always made her happy.
“i love you guys, i miss you” she reminded, “i am so appreciative of everything you've done for this album, for these singles, for this music. i hope that, um, that this makes you super happy, i hope it makes you smile...we had so much fun shooting it and um, the girls are so fantastic, so i hope you love this and i hope you love the deluxe!”
ariana didn't know how many more ways she could say thank you and express her gratitude but she still had over a minute and a half so she’d have to come up with something, even if it meant she’d sound like a broken record
“i am so thankful for everything and for the love that you've shown this music i cant even begin to articulate it properly so, thank you! i appreciate it so much” she breathed out all in one, “but anyway, the video should be starting soon, so... i hope you like it, don't refresh! it’ll be here soon... i promise... just don't refresh” she urged dramatically, she was really dragging this out, “but yeh” she got out through laughs “the video should be starting anytime now, i love you guys” she blew a kiss to the camera before moving as close to the lens as possible “byee”.
🖤 there u go!! i hope you liked it, and any feedback would always always be welcomed and so so appreciated pls and thanku x
#3435remix#35+35#ariana#grande#butera#ag#agb#viral no1#hiphop#rap#RnB#music#female#woman#trio#livestream#countdown#harrystyles#hs#hariana#dojacat#megan thee stallion
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Imagine - The Boys find out you can play Guitar
Summary: I play the guitar and it’s funny the different reactions I get when people find out I can play (More than just Wonderwall xD) So I thought it would be cute to write a cute little drabble about when each of the members finds out you can play guitar.
Channie:
Okay Channie would honestly be surprised that he didn’t already know that about you
You both would know practically everything about each other, so randomly seeing and hearing you play wouldn’t be expected
One day you were at the dorms chilling on the sofa because you were waiting on Chan to get home.
Seungmin and Hannie would be playing around with the guitar while you watched
At some point they got bored and asked if you wanted to learn how to play, very much to their surprise you shyly told them you already knew how to play.
They were too excited and told you that you HAD to show them
So you did, you happened to learn one of their songs. So you started playing the Neverending Story OST
About midway into the song in walked Channie and Changbin.
You paid them no mind, but as they walked in Chan did a double take because he didn’t realize it was you playing the guitar.
He smiled so wide because he had no idea you could play
By the time you ended the song, the boys applauded you, then you noticed Chan was standing there watching you in awe, you said hi putting the guitar to the side to get up and hug your boyfriend
He hugged you back and said “(Y/N), how come you never told me you could play?”
You shrugged and responded, “I don’t know it didn’t seem like it was super important.”
This shocked him even more, “Not important?? (Y/N) That was beautiful, you play like a pro of course it’s important! I wanna let you play in one of our songs! That is if you want to?” He said making eye contact.
You blushed, never having anyone compliment your playing like that, “Well thanks Channie, it’s always just been a hobby for me, I didn’t think it was that good. But I’d love to play in one of your songs if you want me.”
Lee Know
He would fall deeper in love with you when he saw you playing for the first time.
You were both seniors in high school and you signed up for the talent show.
Lee Know knew you were joining the talent show line up, but you wouldn’t tell him what you were doing.
On the night of the talent show he would be sitting eagerly waiting for it to be your turn on the stage, disappointed when anyone but you walked out on the stage
When it was your turn though, you can bet this boy would be star struck
You were wearing the cutest outfit, and in your arms was an acoustic guitar.
You spotted him in the crowd and gave him a wink before you started. You decided to play and sing It’s You by Henry Lau
He was already your biggest fan, he had the sweetest smile on his face and swayed along to the song
You got 2nd place, but to Minho you were number one
He ran up to you afterwards and pulled you in the tightest hug swinging you around, “Baby why didn’t you tell me you could play and sing like that?”
You giggled and said, “Well I wanted to surprise you with a song just for you.”
He smiled and said, “Well now you’re gonna have to serenade me like that more often.”
Changbin:
Binnie would be so stinking proud of you
The first time he heard you play was at your family’s house, you didn’t come from a musically talented family, you just so happened to get every last drop of talent, so your parents always asked you to play when you came to visit.
We was across the room talking to your brother so at first he didn’t realize you were playing, he thought it was coming from a speaker until he looked over
When he did he smiled and looked over to your brother so happy, and he was like “I know right she’s been playing since we were kids.”
When he heard that, he would just think, “Of course my baby can play the guitar, is there anything she can’t do?”
He would make it a point to tell people you could play anytime there was a guitar in the room because he loved watching you play
He couldn’t wait to get you to play for one of his songs
Hyunjin:
You would be sitting next to him on the couch while he was practicing on his new guitar
He bought one because he wanted to learn a new skill in his free time
You were just scrolling through Tik-Tok while he was struggling to play a barre chord, which you know is tough for beginners
After about 10 minutes of not being able to get the note he put the guitar down and sighed laying his head against the back of the couch in defeat
You smiled and decided to pick up the guitar yourself. Hyunjin felt you move but didn’t bother to open his eyes until he heard a sweet guitar melody playing beside him
He opened his eyes and looked at you amazed, “(Y/N)?!”
You smiled and stopped playing for a second, “Yes my love?”
“You can play the guitar?!”, he asked getting super close to your face.
“I do, since I was a little kid. My Grandma got me a beginner guitar and I’ve been playing ever since. Oh and that chord you were trying to play was B minor right?” You asked him.
He was still kind of in shock, but managed to answer “Yeah, uh yeah I think so, I wasn’t able to get the chord to play so I kind of gave up”
“Barre chords are tough when you start out, but the key is you have to get the finger position down and then make sure you’re pushing down hard enough so the note will play clearly.”, you explained and showed him the chord
“Ya (Y/N)! You’re so stinking cool!” He said after successfully playing the chord you showed him putting the guitar down and tackling you in a hug.
Jisung
You also worked at JYP
You and Hannie met when he was a trainee, and you started dating shortly after
He knew that you helped with producing, but he doesn’t know the specifics of your job.
One day he was preparing to do a solo song and he requested for a guitar player to play a live accompaniment for him.
You happened to be very skilled at playing guitar, and sometimes you would play the accompaniments for other artists recordings.
You weren’t super busy that day so you asked if you could play the accompaniment for him
You decided not to tell him though because you wanted it to be a surprise
He was in the practice room waiting for the guitarist, when the door opened to reveal you with a guitar strapped to your back.
He instantly smiled as he watched you get your guitar out and walk over to him
Deciding to be a little cheeky, you stretched out your hand and said, “ It’s very nice to meet you Han-Sunbae, my name is (L/N), (F/N).”
He chuckled and shook your hand and played along, “It is nice to meet you, I hope we can get along.” even throwing in a bow.
Then he pulled you into a side hug walking you over to your stools.
“So you’re gonna be my accompanist? Why didn’t I know you could play guitar?” He asked poking your cheek.
You giggled swatting his hand away. “Well I’m on the producing team, I figured you might know I play some sort of instruments.”
He replied, “You overestimate the power of my brain my dear.”
You laughed at him as you were getting set up.
“It is a nice surprise though, now lets see you in action!” He said excited to hear you play for the first time.
He was amazed to say the least, watching the way your fingers plucked the delicate melody was like listening to an angel play the harp.
Felix
You and Felix were just hanging out, and you were reading while Felix was laying his head on your lap playing a game on his phone
You were perfectly content, but after a while Felix put his phone down and you could tell he was getting restless
He was staring up at you and he would randomly poke your face trying to get your attention but you would just giggle and keep reading
Then he switched to plan b which was to ask you questions until you gave him the attention he wanted.
“(Y/N), watcha reading?” He asked trying to stretch his head around far enough to see the back cover.
“(Book Name) it’s pretty good.” You said continuing to read.
He sat up and obnoxiously leaned his head on your shoulder trying to see the pages, “Oh yeah what’s it about?” He asked curiously.
You smiled and put the book down, “Do you really wanna know, or are you just bored?”
He laughed guiltily, “Yeah (Y/N) I just wanted your attention.”
You got up abruptly causing Felix to fall over on the couch.
Not bothering to move he just groaned into the couch cushion and asked what you were doing. “Just preparing some background music.”
A few minutes later, Felix heard your footsteps coming closer, and a sweet guitar medley started playing.
In his mind, you went and brought your speaker to play the music, so imagine his shock when he sits up to ask what you’re playing and seeing the guitar in your hands.
“Babe you play the guitar?”, he asked dumbfounded at the new realization.
You giggle and responded, “Yeah I’ve been working on it for a while now in secret. I’m not the best, but I’m getting better.”
“What do you mean?! That is beautiful, I had no idea I was dating the most talented guitar player in the world.” He says and then proceeds to cheer for you like your the best performer in the world.
Seungmin
One day Seungmin was going to use a practice room at the company to work on his vocals for one of their new songs before recording
You also happened to be at the company that day because you weren’t confident in playing yet, so you told no one, not even Seungmin that you were learning
You did have to pat yourself on the back, you didn’t realize how exhausting hiding the fact you were learning guitar from your group and your boyfriend for the past 7 months would be
You were pretty good, though you didn’t really believe it, you knew you could play proficiently now
Well neither of you told the other that you would be practicing early that morning seeing as both of you would usually be sleeping at this time, but it happened to be the most convenient
As you were setting up, the door started to open startling you because you didn’t expect anyone else to be there that early
Both of you were shocked to say the least to see each other that early in the morning
The shock wore off quickly though, both of you being excited to see each other, you ran over to give him a big hug saying how much you missed him
He hugged you back smiling so big because he didn’t expect to see you that day.
As he went to back away from the hug, he noticed the guitar case and music
“Hey (Y/N), why is there a guitar case, is someone else practicing with you today?” He asked curiously.
You froze realizing he could see your guitar. “Well.... no one else is joining me today. That is actually my guitar. I’ve been learning how to play for a while now.” giggling shyly.
“No way! Why didn’t you tell me that’s awesome!” He said excitedly.
“I don’t know I guess I wanted to get good before anyone heard me play.” you responded back to him.
“Oh wait so no one’s ever heard you play before? Will you play for me (Y/N) pleeeeease?” He asked giving you his best puppy dog face.
You groaned jokingly, “Minnie noooo, you know I can’t resist your adorable face.” You squeezed his cheeks together, “Fine I suppose I’ll play for you, but you have to promise you won’t laugh no matter how bad it is.”
“Okay.” He muttered out and gave the best smile he could manage seeing as you were still holding his face.
You giggle at your silly boyfriend and gave him a quick peck on the lips, letting his cheeks go.
So there he sat expectantly waiting for your performance on the floor as you were tuning your guitar
You were nervous, not only because you’ve never played for anyone before, but also because you were playing Congratulations by Day 6 which was Seungmin’s favorite band
You took a deep breath and started playing, choosing to ignore the gasp you heard from your boyfriend.
Your eyes were closed for most of the song, as you allowed yourself to get caught in the music
When you played the last note, you opened your eyes to see Seungmin staring at you in awe, startling you when he started cheering for you and telling you how beautiful you sounded
You smiled and thought to yourself that maybe it was time to stop hiding your new skill
Jeongin
Okay before we begin this one I just wanna say how much I miss Jeongin with braces, he is like the most precious little bean in the world 🥺
Anyways...
Back before you were both trainees you started dating and now you’re both in your debut groups
Sometimes after school you Jeongin and a group of the other trainees would hang out
One day one of your friends was bored and proposed that you all plan a day to come in and do a show and tell of sorts
You would bring something that meant a lot to you and show it to the rest of the group
You all agreed and while trying to figure out what you were gonna bring the idea popped in your head to bring your guitar
It meant the world to you because your grandfather bought it for you in America, brought it back and taught you how to play before he passed away
You were a little nervous because it’s been a couple years since you’ve played it, but you could never forget after the hours you poured into playing it
The next day you got there first and hid your guitar case behind the sound equipment in the practice room
Everyone showed their thing to the others, including Jeongin who brought a ring he bought in Australia
So when it came down to you Jeongin started leaning on you and teased you because he didn’t thought you forgot
You smirked and got up causing him to fall over comically distracting everyone from you walking across the room to get your guitar
When you pulled out the guitar Jeongins jaw dropped because he seriously thought you didn’t bring anything
Then you started playing and the room went silent aside from the beautiful melody coming from the guitar
When you were done your friends erupted in cheers
Except for Jeongin who was just grinning at you like an adorable little idiot
“Wow, (y/n) how long have you been able to play like that? I had no idea!” Jeongin said jumping up to look at the guitar.
You giggled and said, “I’ve been playing since I was like 5. My grandpa bought it for me in America and taught me how to play before he died.” smiling fondly at the memory of your grandfather.
Jeongin squeezed your hand and smiled back and said, “Well you should play more often, he taught you well!”
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deal // d. kaminari
A/N: My part in the soulmate au bnharem server collab!
CHARACTER PAIRING: Kaminari Denki x Reader
WORD COUNT: 2,187
WARNINGS: nothing that i can think of? just dumb, sweet fluff
SYNOPSIS: in a world full of heros and quirks, finding someone you can love is very, very hard. it’s even harder when you have a soulmate and the words that are tattooed on you are a nightmare. but still, even in this strange world, love finds a way.
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in a world full of heros and quirks, finding someone you can love is very, very hard. everyone has the first words your soulmate will ever say to you tattooed on your body. there is not one size, placing or font. it just slowly develops into a full fledged sentence, like a birthmark, as you got older and were able to read more.
some people were absolutely desperate to find their soulmate. they would introduce themselves to as many people as possible, trying out different phrasings constantly. there was a whole app created that was dedicated to sharing your tattoo and trying to meet up with people that matched it. most people, however, believed that soulmates should and would come naturally.
when you were 7, your tattoo was finally developed, and you craned your neck in an attempt to see what was written down your spine. it took you quite a while to figure out the words due to your limited reading abilities and more so the fact that it was hard to read in the mirror. when you finally figured it out, you were absolutely dumbfounded.
“aah! stop! i could’ve dropped my croissant!”
what in the peanut butter fudge does that mean?
you decided that at 7 years old, it didn’t matter to you. it wasn’t until you were twelve that it was even brought back up again. a popular six second video platform went viral and, along with that, came the understanding of where your tattoo came from. suddenly, it was very, very scary, knowing how commonplace your tattoo phrase was.
your heart was broken one too many times by not finding your soulmate, despite hearing those very words over and over again from so many people. you had memorized vine after vine, trying out different ones each time, slowly giving up hope as you approached your 21st birthday. while the platform was dead, the creations made on the app were a forever reminder that you were still, in fact, alone.
on one particularly dark and gloomy afternoon, with heavy, overcast clouds, a thin drizzle of cold rain and a calming yet eerie fog settling onto the street, you walked into your secret, hidden to many, coffee shop, or at least it felt like that for you. you tended to see the same familiar faces, knew all the employees and always tried new things, wanting to support a local business.
you were lost in your own thought when a young man, most likely around your age, bumped into you, balancing precariously a plate with treats and a hot coffee.
“aah! stop! i could’ve dropped my croissant!” he screeched, moving his food and drink away from you, not wanting to spill any, especially on the pretty girl he just bumped into.
without missing a beat, you replied with your own vine reference in the most monotone voice you could muster: “you know what, i’m about to say it. i don’t care than you broke your elbow.”
you were so accustomed to replying to that reference, your brain working before you could even think, randomly grasping at the first memorization that came to mind. it came as a complete shock when the random stranger dropped his food and drink on the floor, mouth wide with a grin, eyes alight with excitement.
you cocked your head quizzically, still not understanding what was going on. at that point in your life, you had given up on finding your soulmate, but it became quite apparent to you that he did not believe the same things or feel the same way.
the strange guy with electric yellow hair and a black streak happily rolled up his shirt sleeve to show you that what you said to him was on his body and, in that moment, everything finally clicked. you had to grab the nearest wall just to wrap your head around the situation. this guy is your soulmate?
with shaky hands, you pulled him to the back game room, apologizing to the workers for the mess as you whisked past him. once you were in the room, you shut the door, breathed once, twice, three times, and then slowly lifted the back of your shirt up to show him the tattoo.
the strange man, without thinking about it, slowly reached his fingers up to the back of your spine, slowly tracing the letters of the words in mesmiration. you, on the other hand, were as still as could be, too entranced by the way his soft fingers felt dancing along your backside. goosebumps rose on your skin and you knew that there was no way to deny or argue the automatic attraction that you felt towards him.
it felt like lightning bolts were shooting out of his fingers, giving you just enough jolt to stay awake, your heart pounding from adrenaline. everything felt so surreal but you could feel that this was the start of something, something truly life changing.
slowly, you lowered your shirt, pulling your back away from his exploring fingers and turned around, looking him in the eye.
“what’s your name?” you whispered out, not trusting your voice to speak any louder at the moment.
“Kaminari Denki, but please, call me Denki,” he answered without skipping a beat, eyes brimming with excitement.
“and what’s yours doll?”
“(l/n) (y/n) but you can just call me (y/n). after all, we’re probably going to be spending quite a lot of time together.”
“while your here, why don’t you sit down with me and we can chat? i just met you but i’m so love struck already. i need to know more about you.”
the two of you ended up spending hours in the shop, stuffing your faces full of pastries and sweet drinks, playing board games, asking each other questions, shamelessly flirting all night. it came as no surprise to either of you that you two would like each other, but to be so content telling a practical stranger your whole life story was still a bit overwhelming for you. you two exchanged numbers and on you went with the rest of your night, then the next day, and then the whole week.
it was practically killing you inside knowing that Denki had not called you yet. he mentioned he was a pro hero, so you knew he must be busy, but the thought of never being able to talk to him again drove you mad. little did you know, Denki was thinking the same things, wondering if he was good enough for you, if you really liked him, if you even wanted to see him again.
after all the moping around you did by yourself, you finally gained the courage to call, leaving a polite message in the voicemail box asking for him to call and discuss some things, hoping you could get some answers out of what was going on.��
it only took twenty minutes before Denki’s name was flashing across your phone. you tried to play it cool, allow it to ring a couple of times, but eventually caved and answered, trying to not appear too excited or frazzled.
the conversation ended up lasting hours, with plans to meet up later that week. you two both chuckled when realizing you both felt the same way, not wanting to call if the other wasn’t interested.
the week went by quickly, the first official date arriving much sooner than you expected. Denki had told you nothing except to wear comfortable tennis shoes and athletic clothes. you assumed maybe a hike but you were not prepared for what he actually signed up for: rock climbing.
while heights weren’t your biggest fear, they certainly weren’t something you enjoyed, but you were going to push through and have fun. Kaminari brought out the best in you, fueling your adrenaline side a lot more than expected.
the whole experience was going great, Kaminari going up with you a couple of times to show you the ropes, both literally and physically, when he suggested you try one on your own. it was an indoor facility with plenty of padding, safety ropes and trained staff if any issues arose, but still, it was more terrifying than you were expecting.
you set a slow but steady pace, finally reaching the top, Kaminari cheering you from below. you looked down to give him a smile and a wave, realizing that was a bad idea only when you saw how far you had to jump back down. Kaminari saw it in your face and internally panicked, not sure how to help you in the situation, until he came up with an idea.
“just jump! i’ll catch you. i promise!” he yelled, arms outstretched and ready for your descent.
all it took was a few deep breaths before you let go, jumping down the wall, slipping halfway and fearing you would get injured. Kaminari, however, stayed true to his promise, catching you steadily in his arms, a cheeky, self-satisfied grin on his face.
“i’m picking the date next time,” you declared with a cheeky smile of your own, shimmying out of his grasp.
true to your word, your second official date was picked by yourself, something that was still interesting and adrenaline inducing at times without the fear of dropping from big heights: horseback riding.
you had assumed after the first date he took you to that this would be a nice reprieve from his daily adventures, which was true. what you didn’t assume, however, was the fact that Kaminari was mildly terrified of the giant creatures with hooves.
“oh come on! what are you afraid of?”
“getting kicked, getting bitten, stepped on, bucked off, the list is endless…”
“i won’t let anything happen to you. you caught me last time so i’ll make sure to have your back this time.”
as the day went on, you soon realized that you didn’t need to keep an eye on him. he was riding his horse very well, becoming in tune with his posture and seating, overall making the horse happier. he didn’t even want to leave after your trail ride was all over, you having to drag him back to the car as he stared out the window with puppy dog eyes.
when you made it back to your apartment, you turned towards him, ready to thank him for yet another lovely day, when you felt a pair of warm, eager lips attach themselves onto your own. you were dumbfounded for a minute, not understanding what was going on and therefore not responding. Denki almost took it as a sign that he was going too fast, preparing to pull away when your brain and body finally caught back up.
your lips moved in sync with his, wet tongues and teeth clashing. it wasn’t the prettiest kiss you ever had, but it was filled with such passion and longing that you didn’t know how you were able to pull away.
“wow…” Denki said breathlessly, hands coming up to cup your face and lean in for one more kiss.
“there’s plenty more where that came from,” you squeaked, trying to sound confident but coming out overly excited and slightly embarrassed.
Denki’s face suddenly turned very serious and he shifted in his seat to get a better look at you, you doing the same.
“(y/n), i know we’ve only been going on dates for a couple weeks, and i know there’s still so much more that i want to know about you, but i cannot, in good conscience, let you leave this car without me asking if you want to be my girlfriend. so uh, what do you think?”
your body responded immediately this time, your head bobbing up and down in confirmation, composing yourself for a second before you responded.
“Denki, we’re soulmates. i know it’s fucking scary, i know it may seem even weird, but i have never felt this way about anyone or even anything. i want to be your girlfriend as badly as i want you to be my boyfriend. so yes, boyfriend, i would love to go steady with you.”
before he could respond, you raised one finger in silence, commenting, “but, from now on, we pick the dates together.”
“deal! and uh, i know we’re in your driveway already, but there’s this really good noodle place down the road, and i’m starving. would you want to come with me? i’ll pay,” he admitted, scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment, a light flush on his face.“oh, well, if you’re paying, i guess i have no reason to say no, huh?” you joked back, laughing and sticking your tongue out at him.
you both giggled at that, completely isolated from the outside world. at that moment, it was just you and him. while the relationship was still fresh and new, it felt like you guys knew each other for years and yet knew nothing about each other. it didn’t matter, though, because you two knew that things would only get better from there, and you were both prepared for whatever came your way.
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In A Flash [S.H.]
a/n: yes this is another superhero au, no I don’t have all the details figured out since it’s a one shot, and yes this is very self indulgent.
word count: 1.6k
pairing: steve harrington x reader
summary: After a horrible accident puts your friend, Steve in a coma, he wakes up nine months later only to start acting super weird. You think he’s hiding something from you.
For as long as you can remember, you and Steve Harrington have been great friends. You’ve been through everything together, and to say you’ve seen some weird things would be an understatement.
A few years ago, for example, something unpredictable and devastating happened.
It was a pretty big event that most of the city was paying attention to. S.T.A.R. Labs was unveiling a particle accelerator. Seeing that thing finally turn on was, like, a huge dream of Steve’s. Getting off early from his job as a CSI was a blessing. He thought he’d have to miss it, and although you didn’t get the excitement, you gladly went along with him.
Of course, none of that went exactly to plan. You weren’t there for very long. As luck would have it, someone stole your bag, which had your laptop in it. Steve ran after the guy, though he wasn’t the greatest runner in the world. He took a few hits and looked horribly out of breath when you caught up to him. Thankfully, the guy was caught, and you helped Steve back to the station. You felt bad when you noticed the bloody nose he was tending to, but you were very grateful that he’d even tried to help you. And you made sure he knew that.
What neither of you knew was that everything was about to get a lot weirder that night.
Steve stayed at the station and went up to his lab by himself. He turned on the TV, listening to the news. Now that he was missing the event at S.T.A.R. Labs, he might as well listen to the reports. It wasn’t the same, but it was still something. It was raining outside now, and pretty hard at that. That was when he heard the reporter urging everyone to stay inside. From the window, Steve spotted what he assumed was some sort of explosion. And it looked like it was coming from S.T.A.R. Labs.
The storm was growing worse and worse by the minute, and he thought to take care of the one thing he had control over right now. The skylight in his lab was still open, and the last thing he needed was for the storm to flood his lab. But as he was closing it, the worst thing happened. Steve barely had time to react, and he didn’t think he could have if he really tried. Because being struck by lightning wasn’t exactly a very avoidable problem. He was knocked over, crashing into the shelves where a bunch of chemicals were stored, and then he blacked out.
Getting the news that Steve was in a coma thanks to that lightning strike was pretty heart-wrenching. You visited him in the hospital everyday, hoping he’d wake up. You brought him flowers, talked to him, anything you thought might help. And though it took nine months, he did wake up.
There were some unforeseen side effects, though. Ones you didn’t even think were possible. At first, you didn’t notice - he’d hid it so well from you - but it was becoming clear that something was wrong. You had enough to deal with. Your job at CC Jitters wasn’t horrible, but it wasn’t exactly fulfilling either. And, thanks to the particle accelerator explosion, there were “meta-humans” roaming the city, most of them dangerous. Always using their newfound powers for crime. And lately, Steve was acting weirder than normal, and he always disappeared randomly when meta-humans were causing mayhem.
After months of Steve’s recurring disappearances, you were starting to put the pieces together. You had some suspicions early on, but you just didn’t want to believe it. The idea of Steve being a meta-human was crazy, much less the thought of him being the biggest hero in the city.
You weren’t quite sure how to ask him, either. If you were wrong, you’d just sound crazy. And if you were right, you weren’t sure how you’d handle knowing your best friend was the Streak.
And although you didn’t hate your job serving coffee, you found blogging to be a much better use of your time. Your favorite subject was the Scarlet Speedster himself. It was easy writing about him, but scoring an exclusive interview with the Streak like you wanted was easier said than done. Somehow, you found a way to get through to him.
When he agreed to meet you at Jitters, you were beyond ecstatic. And, if it really was Steve under that mask, you had no doubt getting him to answer your questions would be easy.
You waited for him despite how late it was. And just when you were starting to wonder if he’d show up, there was a gust of wind, and there he was. The Streak himself.
“Oh, good. You made it.” There was an unmistakable grin on your face that you couldn’t contain. You fumbled for your notepad, hoping to get some answers from him.
“Well, you really seem to like writing about me.” His voice was distorted, no doubt by his powers. So any chance of telling his identity from his voice was gone. You didn’t give up hope, though. “I’m guessing you have questions?” he asked.
Of course, you have more than a few questions, but you start slow. “I just think it would be great for the people to get to know their savior better,” you said. “Like, where you come from, how you got your powers, your favorite color…” You pause, looking over his suit. “Scratch that. I’m guessing it’s red.”
The Streak actually laughs at your rambling. “You talk a lot, you know that?”
“So I’ve been told. I just think it’s important everyone gets to know the Streak. I mean, you’ve already done so much for us.”
He groaned, hanging his head when he heard that god awful name. “As long as we can get rid of that name,” he said.
“What should we call you?”
“Anything but the Streak.”
Admittedly, you weren’t the biggest fan of it, either, but it caught on so quickly. “But you’ll answer my questions?” you asked, a hopeful gleam in your eyes.
He hesitated for a moment before caving in. “As long as they’re not too personal.” You were a little disappointed, but you understood. Criminals finding out who he was could be really bad for him, and you didn’t want that. Even if you did turn out to be wrong.
Naturally, you rambled off as many questions as you had, and he gladly answered those of them that he didn’t think were too personal. You wrote down every answer he gave until you had what you wanted.
“Thank you so much,” you said, snapping your notepad shut. “I still can’t believe you even agreed to this.”
“Well, I’m always happy to help. Any time you need me, I’ll be there in a flash.” In a Flash. Something about that stuck with you.
Before he could run off, you stopped him. “I just have one more thing to ask. This can stay between the two of us.”
You didn’t really have to see his face to know he was confused and intrigued. “What’s that?”
Even though you’d rehearsed this a million times in your head, you still hesitated. This could end horribly if you weren’t careful.
“Look, this might be way over the line for me to even ask, but I’ve noticed a friend of mine run off in the middle of an attack so many times. And I’m starting to wonder if there’s something he’s not telling me.” You see him stiffen as you continued, and you were sure he knew where this was going. “Steve, is that you?”
Your mind was racing, but you hoped you were right. Otherwise, you might have ruined this for good. This was your chance to finally meet the Streak and maybe to continue using him as a source, and you didn’t want to mess that up.
But he sighed in defeat before pulling off his mask. Even though you had some hope, it was because of the small part of you filled with doubt that you were still shocked to actually see Steve.
“I was going to tell you,” he promised. “Honest, I was. But I know it’s a lot to take in. It took me so long to really understand what was happening to me.”
This explained so much, though, and you were happy to finally have some answers. You walked the short distance over to him and pulled him into a tight hug. Steve was thrown off for a second, but he eagerly returned the embrace.
“I’m just glad I wasn’t wrong. I can’t believe you’re actually him. A superhero.” The disbelief was clear in your voice, but he didn’t seem to mind. It was a lot to process.
Steve laughed and looked down at you. “Sometimes I can’t believe it myself,” he admitted. “It’s been a crazy few months.” That alone felt like a huge understatement.
Both of you noticed the police cars fly by, and you knew he had to go now. You saw him hesitate before turning back to you. “I promise I’ll see you later.”
You nodded and gave him an encouraging smile. “I know. Go save the day.”
Steve grinned and pulled his mask back on. He was gone before you could even blink, and suddenly you were all alone. Since you’d been the one to lock up the shop, it was just you, so you used the time you had left to work on your blog. Now that you had enough to work with thanks to Steve, you put together a new entry on the Streak himself.
You remembered how much Steve hated that name, so you saw this as your chance to rename him. Something cooler and catchier. You stared at the blinking cursor before something he’d said came back to you. It wasn’t long before you finished typing, and you eagerly pushed the enter button. Now, thanks to you, the world might know just a little more about the Streak - or as you decided to call him, the Flash.
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