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sc0tters · 8 months

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More Than Once | Auston Matthews

summary: when Mitch’s engagement party turns a little bit hot Auston has the perfect way of keeping everything cool.

request: yes/no

warnings: mature scenes, p in v, oral (fem and m receiving), soft choking? Swearing.

word count: 2.58k

authors note: this took me four days to write but nevertheless it is here! One of my friends recently had a birthday and this is what she asked for. I’m still very much alive but I’m gonna go back to looking at jersey sizing cause this shit has me lost for days.

That little dress you were wearing was a sight for sore eyes.

It was a silver bodycon that had your boobs looking like they were the best thing there.

Which is why Austons eyes barely left you "Auston you remember my sister y/n?" Mitch's voice pulled the boy away from his gaze.

You were talking to Steph who smiled seeing the boys staring at you "she's all grown up." Auston pointed out as he swirled his drink in his glass.

What he didn't expect was that you two would make your way over to them grinning and all "what are you two talking about?" Steph enquired as she kissed her now fiancés lips.

The party was to celebrate their engagement "about you being all grown up." Mitch teased his sister as he ruffled his hand through your hair.

You groaned as you reached up to hit him "Mitch!" You complained as you swatted his hand away from you.

Steph enjoyed seeing how you were with your brother "why don't we go get some drinks?" She proposed as she had seen the way you looked at Auston and how he looked at you.

Thankfully Mitch didn't seem to notice that "yeah sure," he simply sent you a smile before he walked away leaving you alone with his teammate.

What he didn't know was that it was probably going to be his worst decision ever "you're looking good princess." Auston confessed as he tapped the chair next to him.

You could never say no to him, not when you were a senior in high school, not when you first met him, never.

So you listened and sent him a smile as you found yourself sat on the chair next to him "how so?" You furrowed your eyebrows as you wanted to hear him say it.

Auston let out a laugh as his arm wrapped around the back of your chair "you're all grown up now." You didn't miss the way his eyes trailed down your body letting his tongue dance over his lower lip when his eyes got to your boobs.

A smirk was present in your face "not Mitch's baby sister anymore?" You teased as that was what he used to call you before you went to college.

He nodded as the song that blared over the speakers changed into a faster paced song "I love this one!" You gasped as you chugged the rest of your drink before you got up.

As your hand reached out for his Auston couldn't help it when his eyes went wide "I don't dance princess," he shook his head as your lips formed into a pout "please," you elongated the final vowel.

When you realised that it wasn't going to work you let out a sigh "I'll just go dance with Knies." You weren't an idiot, you knew that the younger boy liked you.

The comment seemed to push the button that you wanted to as Auston got up "lead the way then princess." He grumbled as he let his hand wrap around your waist as he sent Matthew a glare.

You couldn't help it when you let out a giggle "'s too easy with you," you cooed as the boy spun you around on the dance floor.

His lips were pressed together like he was holding something back "cat got your tongue Matthews?" You tilted your up as you sent him a smirk.

Auston hated how you seemed to know just what he was thinking as your lower lip got caught between your teeth "gotta behave," his voice was almost warning you like he wanted you to stop doing all this to him.

Your smile was deadly "but where is the fun in that?" You batted your eyelashes as he threw his head back.

The hockey player let his hands rest on your hips not caring that Mitch was in earshot "making it so hard to not drag you into the bathroom right now." He grumbled as he dropped his head to your ear.

It was cruel as you wrapped your hands around his arms "how do you know that I don't want that too?" You mumbled as you kissed the lobe of his ear.

That moment made a switch change in his head "you two okay?" Mitch asked as he thought you were looking a little light.

Auston smiled, here was his chance "y/n isn't feeling well so I am gonna take her home." You furrowed your eyebrows as you tried to figure out what he was talking about.

As his hand squeezed your waist you let out a cough "sorry Mitchy," you apologised as you finally caught up.

Mitch smiled as he looked at the two of you "you're such a friend bro, thanks for looking out for her." He patted the boys shoulder as he turned to you "get some sleep?" He sighed unaware of how you were putting this act on.

You forced a smile onto your lips "I'll see you tomorrow," you gave your brother a hug before you watched him leave.

Auston placed a kiss on your forehead "your place or mine?" He asked as he looked down to see the sparkle in your eye "yours baby." You whined as you squeezed his hand.

He smiled as he ran his tongue over his teeth "lead the way baby." He mumbled as he locked his hand with yours smiling as you pushed through the crowd of people.

Auston's apartment was on the penthouse floor and with you guys being in that elevator with one of his neighbours was torture.

The way Auston smiled as he dug his fingers into your hip as he continued to mumble sweet things into your ear "don't be so cruel princess." He groaned as his hand shook trying to open the front door to his apartment as your lips never left his neck.

You smiled continuing what you were doing "c'mere," Auston squeezed your chin between his fingers as he pulled you towards him when he unlocked his door.

His hands went back to your waist as he pushed you against his door "finally have you all to myself," he murmured as his hands traveled down to cup your ass.

A groan left your lips giving him the chance to let his tongue fight with yours "you're so needy princess," Auston grinned as you frowned when he moved away "wanna fuck you properly in bed." He confessed as he ran his fingers over your lips.

Tension built in your chest as wetness pooled in your panties "Knies would have had me in his bed coming already." You still had some strange desire to push his buttons.

Austons hand wrapped around your wrist as his eyes darkened "gonna regret you ever said that." He warned as he tugged you towards his bedroom.

The zipper of your dress was quickly tugged down as you walked out of your dress "you're so pretty," Auston cooed as your body hit his bed.

He lifted your leg to his face "such a pretty girl," he added as he kissed your ankle before he undid your heel.

You sat back up as your fingers hooked into his shorts "want to make you feel so good," you whined as you were met with his bulge.

Auston groaned as he watched you kitten lick the tip of his dick "don't tease me," he locked his hand in your hair as he made it into a makeshift ponytail.

It didn't take you long to listen as you swirled his cock around your tongue "fuck baby keep doing that." You dropped to your knees as he let his head fall back.

The hockey player truly didn't think he was going to last long as he could feel your eyes on him "so good princess so good." He groaned as the sound of your mouth gurgling as his cock hit the back of your throat "shit baby," he continued totally unaware of how you were currently grinding your hips against his shoe.

There was something about his grunts that turned you on even more, and short of running your fingers over your clit repeatedly this was the next best thing. So you let the lacy fabric of your thong and the smooth leather of his shoe work together to get you close. Auston didn't notice until you let out this moan because you were just as close as he was "such a naughty girl." He tsked his tongue as his eyes shot open locking with your own.

A smirk formed on your lips as you hollowed your cheeks out "I'm not letting you get away that easily." Auston shook his head as he gripped your hair harder to help you stop "on your feet princess." As your lips broke away from his cock he couldn't help but feel his legs turn to jelly when a trail of your saliva stuck to his cock.

You used your thumb to wipe away some of the spit that had landed in your chin as you stuck it back into your mouth letting him see how you looked sucking his cock "your brother would die if he knew how naughty you were." Austons point made your cheeks turn red.

He kissed your lips as he pushed the two of you back onto his bed. You were unaware when his hand trailed between you two letting him finally feel how soaked you were "this all for me pretty girl?" Auston asked as he let his two fingers tease your hole "only for you baby." You confessed pushing your head deeper into the mattress giving him access to your neck.

Auston had you in a position that had you feeling at your most vulnerable yet you were somehow so comfortable “you sure you want this princess?” He smiled as he placed needy kisses along your jawline.

There was that gentleman that your mother seemed to fall in love with when you were younger. It was the way Auston always came over with flowers whenever he was invited to the family house by Mitch “more than anything.” You whimpered when his hands slid up your waist “please Aus.” You begged as you reached up to cup his face.

The hockey player let out a chuckle “gotta go get a condom before I fuck you raw.” His breath fanned your neck when he bit your earlobe.

Your moan hit the walls as he got up watching when you pulled your bra off of your arms “someone’s impatient,” Auston teased as you smiled “tired of waiting.” You confessed thighs slick with anticipation clenching together.

It didn’t take him long to get back to you “you’re so big,” you cooed as he rolled the latex material over his cock.

You lay down when he leaned forward to kiss you “my pretty little girl,” he smirked as he let his cock tease your clit before he thrusted inside of you “god.” You groaned as you adjusted to his size.

Nails dug into his arm when he looked down at your scrunched up face “knew you were always obsessed with me.” Auston’s witty comment would had you rolling your eyes but you were so desperate to not let him stop making you feel so good “just there.” His hands cupped your thighs bringing your legs over his shoulders.

The new angle had your eyes falling back as you slapped your hand over your mouth “no baby,” the hockey player tsked his tongue “want hear how good I’m making you feel.” His head dropped to the nape of your neck causing you to gasp at how flexible he was making you.

Your body shuddered when your hands fisted the sheets “making me feel so fucking good.” You clenched around him as his lips moved back to yours.

The kisses were messy as his teeth clashed with yours “‘m not gonna last much longer if you continue to do that.” Auston warned as you did it again making him groan “think Knies could fuck you like this?” He asked as he propped himself with his hand softly wrapping around your neck placing this ever so light pressure on your throat “so…so good,” your brain had practically turned to mush as you wrapped your hand around his arm.

Auston cooed as he licked his lips “gonna need an answer from you baby.” He softly squeezed your throat as he smirked.

Tears had formed in your eyes as you feared that he was going to leave you “please let me come.” You begged letting your other hand slide between the two of you as you began to rub your clit.

The hockey player had to admit that he had thought about you in this position. He had seen the pictures of you in recent years whilst you were in college and you had well and truly grown into this gorgeous young woman.

Auston was just happy to see you like this in the flesh “let it go baby.” That was all you needed to hear as your eyelids had these white specks of light dancing around them when your face looked as though you had eaten a lemon “fuck…shit…f-f-uck me wow!” You gasped as you hit your high.

What you didn’t expect was that Auston was going to fuck you through it as your moans and clenching around him spurred on an orgasm of his own “that’s it baby.” He threw his head back as his hands grip softened around your throat “so fucking good.” Auston murmured as he pulled out of you letting his lips kiss yours as your legs dropped to either side of him “so fucking good.

the next morning

Your eyes shot open as you realised that you were in a foreign bedroom "morning doll." Austons voice was guttural as he let his breath fan the shell of your ear.

It made you clench your thighs together as you were reminded of how it felt against him last night "I should get going." You were lying to yourself as you simply assumed that Auston regretted it now that he was awake.

The reasoning that ran through your head made sense to you, you were Mitch's younger sister. That was all you were ever meant to be to Auston. Being the girl in his bed was never meant to be on the cards for you.

But when your comment made him laugh you realised he might have thought of you differently "you sure about that princess?" He asked as he placed kisses against your neck letting them go down your arm.

You felt like the universe was looking down at you trying to tease you as it dangled pure pleasure in front of you "y-yeah I... no I'm not." You stuttered out when your head dug into the pillow at the feeling of his lips on your knee. Resting between your legs, his eyes never left you as he continued sending those strings of kisses down the inside of your thighs making sure that they were both equally loved.

Auston couldn't help but smile when your face scrunched up letting your hooded eyes flutter as you thrusted your hips towards him.

His laugh bounced off of the walls as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of your panties "let's make this morning a good one then." Auston knew you'd be back for more.

And it was only going to be a matter of time until you knew it too.

#auston matthews #auston matthews smut #auston matthews imagines #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #nhl imagine #nhl oneshot #nhl smut #hockey smut #oneshots #imagines #amber writes fics

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jollyreginaldrancher · 1 month

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The yellowjackets as cousins (for the sake of shipping let's pretend the ones that date are second cousins and Yellowjackets is set in Alabama)

• Natalie's parents drop her off before the event starts and go off to do some last minute shit. She runs up to your room and jumps on you while you are still asleep to wake you up. She's that fucking cousin that doesn't let you have a moment of peace from the moment they show up to the moment they leave. Lowkey you love them though.

• Jackie is that cool older cousin who's home from college and is constantly checking her phone. She smells good and gifts everyone those showel gel/loofa/bath salts sets (not so much the bath salts anymore, since that time Natalie tried sniffing them)

Gets teased about having a clingy bf but she's texting Shauna the whole time.

• Shauna is the broody cousin who doesn't even wanna come to this stupid thing, she's not even gonna have fun so why can't her parents let her stay home? She ends up having fun and her parents have to drag her back to the car to get home at the end of the day.

• Taissa is the one that decides to take on babysitting or help out around the kitchen or whatever and usually has to be told to let loose and have fun because she's so type A she tries to organise shit she has no authority over. The smaller cousins do stacks on Taissa. Van usually starts the dogpile.

• Van is the laid-back cousin who sets up the video games and is beloved by all the tiny cousins. She clears everyone at Mario kart and smash bros and is the only one who can get Taissa to unwind. Taissa is the only one who can clear her in smash.

• Misty is that cousin who hangs out with the adults and tries to help around the kitchen all the time until her aunt forcibly drags her to the rec room (at the rich relatives' house) where everyone is playing board games and stuff. She finds a puzzle or a deck of cards and tries to get a game of solitaire going but some younger cousins decide to mess with her and she retaliates and ends up in a prank war.

• Mari is the younger cousin who fucks with everybody. Brings gag gifts and tries that fucking stick of chewing gum prank every. Goddamn. Holiday. You know which one I mean:

On the upside she packs a fucktonne of snacks which she shares if you're chill.

Her gum prank snapped one of Jackie's fake nails off once so Shauna retaliated by popping her inflatable duck. It was a whole thing.

• Lottie is petting all the pets. She's running around the house chasing the cat. She's not gonna pull its tail, she hasn't done that since she was two, but she will feed the dog under the table to try to win him over. She's the reason you have ants.

• Laura Lee's family is the one that insists on saying a prayer before every meal. Everyone else is messing around at the kids table but she's actually paying attention, or if it's in a different room, she's the one leading it. She's that one that hangs around the back of the group and acts like a moral compass. "Yeah Mr Sharpe's may have run over your bike Natalie but I don't think it's right to paint his dog red".

• Javi is the baby of the family and everyone is super protective and he is that kid that is just chill and will sit down and colour for fun and he gives out handmade gifts like macaroni necklaces and you all have matching friendship bracelets courtesy of Javi Martinez 🥹

• Travis is that asshole who takes his shit out on everyone else and ruins the vibe. His little brother tries to hang with him but he thinks he's too cool to give him the time of day and just pushes him away, and ends up sitting alone cause no one likes that he's an asshole. Most of the cousin jokes are about how he just needs to get laid. He usually just hogs some prime real estate on the couch and heckles everyone playing video games. Won't play anymore because the few times he tried after talking shit he got his ass summarily handed to him so now he just sits there and sooks and brags about how he could beat everyone if he wanted to, he's just taking it easy on everyone because he's nice. He's the biggest asshole there.

#yellowjackets #headcanons #hcs #mine #my babies #thoughts #Natalie Scatorccio #Misty Quigley #Shauna Shipmam #Jackie Taylor #Taissa Turner #Van Palmer #Mari Yellowjackets #Laura Lee yellowjackets #Javi Martinez #travis martinez

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bluegalaxygirl · 7 months

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Haunted house (Zosan X reader)

Sanji X Zoro X Reader, polly relationship, established relationship. Reader is GN

Plot: Reader drags Zoro and Sanji into their first haunted house.

Warning: swearing, scary stuff.

Halloween is your favorite time of the year so when you heard that Zoro and Sanji have never been in a haunted house or haunted maze before you begged them to join you. It didn't take long to convince Sanji telling him how scared you would be with out him, it was a big lie you love horror mazes and yes they scare you but thats the fun part. you tried the same with Zoro telling him you needed your big strong man to protect you form the monsters but he knew you were lieing. You all made it to an island that had a early Halloween event on with escape rooms, costume contest and a haunted house. it was time to show the boys what they were missing out on. "Ok lets get going" you cheered ready to leave the ship with Sanji at your side but Zoro didn't move, still laying in the grass portending to sleep. "Zoro come on" you called out only earning a huff in response. "Come on zoro, if im going you have to go too" Sanji yelled, he's trying not to be scared but he is and would feel a lot safer with the both of you with him. "I said im not going" Zoro groans from the floor, you were about to walk over to him when Sanji put a hand on your shoulder a cheeky smile forming on his face "Fine fine. come on Y/N, lets leave the scaredy-cat alone" sitting up straight and staring daggers at the two of you Zoro growls low "Im not scared" you giggle a little, you should have said this thing before, tryst Sanji to know what buttons to push "Sure your not honey, thats why your staying here on the ship and not coming with your lovers" Sanji waves as he turns to leave swaying his hips a bit. "Im not scared of some stupid haunted house" the swords man stand walking over to the two of you "I'll show you, you'll both be clinging to me for deal life" he almost spits taking both your hands and walking off the ship leading you away from the town "Wrong way Zo." you comment earning a grunt and a sharp turn.

The line to the haunted house was long so Sanji lite a cigarette looking around the place seeing all kinds of decorations and scare actors. "So what's this one about again?" Zoro comments trying to make sense of the area "The women in white" you state looking over at the building the maze was in, it looked like an old house but lights flashing reds and blues in the windows, shadows moving and screams coming form inside. "Is she pretty?" Sanji asks earning an elbow to the size from Zoro making you laugh "Yes she's very pretty but depending on who you talk two her story changes slightly. it always starts off the same though, she was a poor woman who got married to a rich man, they ended up having two kids but when she got older he either cheated with a younger woman or divorced her and married a younger woman. in deep depression she killed her own kids by drowning them and then killed herself." you state moving with the line the two listening to you "Some say she'll hitch hike asking people to take her own and try and seduce them, if they take her up on the offer she kills them, others say is you cheat she will come for you or she will come after children to replace her own" Their looks of surprise catches you off guard and you wonder if you did or said something wrong "What?" you finally mange to ask only for sanji to sign and pinch the bridge of his nose "I know you like horror stuff my love but isn't that a bit too much?" he asks putting out his cigarette and throwing it into the nearest bin. "How the hell do you know all this stuff?" Zoro asks putting an arm around your shoulder "Its an old story from back home. its been adapted over the years for movies and tv shows though." Zoro laughs at your comments before kissing your forehead "you have a fucked up home" Sanji joins the two of you taking your hand in his and laughing "Sorry love but he's right" you couldn't help but laugh too.

Finally at the front of the line you three were approached by a workman who looking Zoro up and down "Swords please sir" before Zoro could protest you patted his back "Don't worry you'll get them back after" with a huff Zoro handed his swords over but not before threatening the man. Both you and Sanji apologies before walking up to the door of the house, Sanji's hand now gripping yours as Zoro followed the two of you in. Going threw the first room was easy, it was just a living room with a static tv and red lights, sanji still clinged onto your arm for deal life zoro didn't seem too interested but you couldn't wait for the scares. moving form room to room it got more haunting, dummy's as dead body's in bath tubs and girls popping out form time to time in white dressing and horrifying make up. you and sanji would scream only for you to laugh after, sanji's grip on you got stronger and he started staying behind you more often. Zoro on the other hand seemed to enjoy it, laughing at the two of you getting scared.

Nearing the end of the maze you made it to an outside area surrounded by fake trees and bushes the stars and full moon being your only light. A large demon like creature jumped out scaring the hell out of you, Sanji and Zoro, Sanji almost jumped out of his skin letting go of you and jumping into Zoro's arms, his legs wrapped around the sword mans waits and head buried in the nook between zoro's shoulder and neck. You jumped back hiding behind zoro's arm that had moved in front of you while zoro's other hand went to were his swords would normally be. after a few seconds you let out a laugh the demon bowing before walking back to his spot. "You two ok?" you laughed out seeing both boys frozen in place, Zoro looked ready to kill while Sanji tried to calmly breath while his face was still deeply in Zoro's neck. "come on were almost out" you take Zoro's hand in yours while Zoro's arm going under Sanji's butt to keep him there all three of you take a breath before moving forward.

seconds later you were all out the haunted house area where Zoro got his swords back before you all walked down the street "That was fun" you giggle hearing Sanji muffle something into Zoro's neck "What was that sweetie?" you asks the cooks face finally pulling away form Zoro's neck to look at you, his face was as white as a sheet and the look of fear still on his face "Can we go back to the ship now?" Zoro let out a laugh causing Sanji to hit his shoulder "Stop laughing you were scared too" the three of you continue to walk while the two playfully argue over who was more scared "So im guessing you wont be doing that again?" you asks out of the blue earning different answers, Sanji of cause said no but Zoro said yes "So you are more scared than me?" Zoro teased a cocky smile on his face "Fine yes.. happy now." the cook shoved his head back into Zoro's neck hiding his blush form the two of you. "What if Zoro holds you next time. you seemed better like this" you ask seeing that even though the two bickered Sanji didn't make any attempted to move away form zoro. Legs still wrapped around the swordsman's waist being carried around. "Its ok scaredy-cat iv got you" Zoro laughs out hearing a grumble of what could only be nasty words coming from the cook while he pulls you in closer letting go of your hand and placing it around you waist.

#one piece #zoro x reader #polly relationship #roronoa zoro #sanji x reader #sanji x zoro #zoro x sanji #one piece headcanons #one piece imagine #one piece zoro #vinsmoke sanji #zosan #zosan x reader #one piece zosan

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pinkrangersarah · 1 month

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some Fearless 7 hc's since i'm sailing this boat by myself

merlin

youngest of the group and arthur doesn't let him forget it, i speculate somewhere between 18, like snow, and 20.

shortest of the group, too, with jack only being an inch or two taller

is honestly the biggest baby and hates scary stories. will put on a brave face, though, especially in front of snow.

100% made up his own theme song at some point. you can't tell me a guy who says "you just got merlin'd" didn't also make up his own dumb theme song.

ambidextrous

hates stagnation. hates to be bored. always needs to be doing something.

arthur

the oldest of the group, 21 at the very least and maybe 24 or 25 at most.

also the tallest and strongest, but i honestly think that's just canon.

puts on that tough guy, macho act, but tbh is really just the biggest softie. a giant teddy bear. gives the best hugs. probably cries during cheesy soap operas and rom coms.

also kind of a baby when it comes to scary stuff. lowkey competes with merlin by mocking him to see who's the most scared.

jack

second youngest, second shortest, but honestly the most mature out of the group. lowkey the mom friend.

scariest temper. is honestly pretty relaxed and doesn't get angry often (irritated and annoyed with the antics of the others a lot though), but when it does happen it will put the fear of god into anyone there to witness it. the triplets are the only ones to have yet to be subjects of his wrath.

has 100% used the invisibility cloak to mess with roommates, typically when they've been annoying and he's feeling exceptionally petty.

has dirt on everybody. no one can prove he's eavesdropping but it is strongly suspected. how else can he hold merlin's theme song over his head?

reads trashy romance novels.

hans

second oldest, second tallest, and the second most mature despite his bumbling and naivety. highkey the mom friend.

the house would literally fall apart if he wasn't around. jack might be a tad bit more mature, but it's jack's indifference that sets them apart. hans is the "should we stop them, we should stop them" to jack's "not yet i want to see how this plays out".

second scariest temper, though. no one has actually yet to see it, but the vibe is there and nobody wants to find out for sure.

is the sole reason why the triplets ever eat because they'll forget if he doesn't practically drag them out of their workshop.

pino, noki, and kio

younger than arthur and hans, but older than merlin and jack. definitely no younger than 20.

no preservation skills whatsoever. very "will leap before looking if there's a lure of scientific excitement". curiosity killed the cat and it'll probably kill them one of these days--if hans and/or jack weren't around to stop them.

different heights if you look closely, but all three are taller than merlin and jack. only one of them is about the same height as hans.

are fairly content in their dwarf bodies! the height change is an inconvenience at most, though they rarely notice since they're hardly ever apart.

at least one of them has found and read jack's trashy romance novels and he isn't sure which one. they won't tell him and lowkey enjoy watching him squirm.

also hate stagnation, being bored. they're always doing something. at least one of them jiggles their legs when they're sitting down.

#i recently convinced my sister to watch it #i have trapped another in my web #soon i'll be unstoppable #red shoes and the seven dwarfs #red shoes merlin #red shoes arthur #red shoes jack #red shoes hans #red shoes pino noki and kio

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pocketramblr · 4 months

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If the ask game is still going, how about an au where Aizawa is actually a time traveling Eri who is trying to prevent the current chapters of the manga from happening?

Absolutely fascinated by the implications of this. "girls who become their fathers" to a new level.

1- Eri lives in a small cabin in the woods with her adopted father. Sometimes, she gets visitors. Mizushima makes sure they have clean water delivered. Tenya sometimes brings people to her to heal. Yamada brings news around to the encampments of survivors. But most days it's quiet. Eri has clothes, but as she gets older she finds she really doesn't like the sweet dresses picked by the nurses. They make her feel like a doll. The bright fun clothes her father got her, for a show that doesn't play anymore, is alright. Comfy. But so are the plain dark hand me downs. The boys clothes. Shouta cuts her hair over the sink.

2- Most days are quiet, calm. Shouta braids their hair, reads them books, tries to cook. But some days, the quiet is not calm. It is plans, whispered back and forth. Shouta them more than the others, the child knows. Rational deception. It would make Deku sad. But Deku isn't here anymore, he's sleeping and won't wake up, like their grandfather won't. But there a plan.

3- And then it's time for the plan. He's thirteen. He leaves the cabin with Shouta for the last time. They go to the place with the machine, and the child gets a shot. Momo says that he'll be able to handle a second quirk, abilities carefully copied from samples from Shouta, Deku, and Monoma. The child's eyes begin to burn. Shouta presses a bottle of eye drops into his hand and a brief kiss to his forehead, on the other side of the tall curving horn. The child will wear it down to a nub as he powers the machine far enough, and crashes to the floor of Nedzu's office over two decades earlier.

4- The boy gives Nedzu some answers, and lets him puzzle out the others. Nedzu, in return, gives him documents. Officially, he's now Aizawa Shouta. He leaves, and will return later as a UA student determined to focus on preventing a full scale collapse of society as they know it. The messy hair hides the nub of his horn when it's down, and the movement of floating up around it usually covers it then too, but he's careful to use Rewind enough to keep it low and avoid detection. It's absolutely necessary to keep AfO from discovering his quirk in this time- he knows that is part of why his father cut off his own leg and let it go, because the other way to negate the effect of the bullet would have revealed the second quirk hiding behind Erasure, which is desired enough. The cats around his apartment are very healthy, and he secretly thinks it very amusing to watch the younger versions of the teachers he knows. But Shirakumo is different, totally new. He reminds him of Deku and Lemillion both, and he's suddenly dragged into friendship not just with Shirakumo, but the others too.

5- Back in the left-behind-future, Yamada mutters that the kid looked just like...

"Cuz he is." The 38-year-old Aizawa admits. "But it's not a stable loop. Every time, things go better. We'll get it right, eventually."

Yamada closes his eyes.

"You never tell me?"

"I don't know, only that I didn't. He might."

Yaoyorozu looks over from where she's memorizing the formulas before they destroy the lab.

"What is it?" She asks.

"Nothing. Is it safe to move Midoriya yet?"

"Yes. Iida's in charge of that. I... We'll wake him up, soon."

Aizawa hums, and looks over to Yamada. He hopes they can wake him up, one day. And he hopes one day, the child will tell his friends the truth.

#pocket talks to people #anon #ask game

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wherethefireliliesgrow · 11 months

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(8) 730 days: teal blue

Myoui Mina x reader

Part of the series: Palette

Previous chapter: (7) 942 days: auburn brown

730 days.

“Get in loser, we’re going shopping,” Ryujin shouted embarrassingly loud in the early morning of the half-empty streets of Seoul, with Karina sitting in the passenger seat of her car.

“It’s five a.m., Ryujin.” You mumbled, hair wild and still in your tank top and shorts.

Just five minutes ago, Karina had called you, insisting on meeting her downstairs for an "emergency." Little did you expect to be cornered by the couple and dragged into their car during the early hours of dawn.

"So? It's never too early to start the day," Ryujin retorted, pushing her sunglasses onto her head and giving you a sly smirk.

Defeated, you shook your head. Leave it to Ryujin to have spontaneous plans out of the blue, and now, with Karina, it meant double trouble.

“Fine. Let me change and tell Haerin.” you said, turning around.

"Here," Haerin suddenly popped out of nowhere, startling you.

The younger girl was already dressed in a simple T-shirt and shorts, sporting sunglasses and flip-flops. She held two large duffle bags, a cat cage, and an inflatable yellow duck floating circle. It was quite a bizarre sight.

You quickly reached over to take the things from her, amazed at how she managed to carry the heavy load without getting crushed.

"Great!" Ryujin started her car. "Get in. I asked Haerin to pack for you."

As you sat in the backseat with Haerin, searching through the duffle bags for something to change into, you asked, "Where are we going anyway?"

Annoyed, you huffed when the three of them ignored you. "What's the special occasion?"

Silence.

Ryujin drove while humming to herself, occasionally reaching over to kiss Karina's hand. Haerin, on the other hand, opened the cat cage and cuddled Jennifer.

The adorable brown kitten that Mina had found months ago had officially become Haerin's new best friend. Haerin would take the kitten everywhere on a leash, and it often sat on her shoulders. Despite being a male, Haerin had named the cat Jennifer. But then again, this was Haerin we were talking about.

After a quiet twenty-minute drive, Ryujin pulled into the parking lot near JYP's dorms. Confusion washed over you until you spotted the brunette who owned your heart, patiently waiting at the curb, also clutching a bag.

Mina was dressed in a short black skirt and one of the teal blue hoodies she had borrowed from you during those nights of binge-watching movies with you and Haerin. Your heart fluttered at how effortlessly beautiful she looked, and how your hoodie seemed to fit her better than it did on you.

"Hey," she greeted you with a warm smile as she climbed into the car, with Haerin seated between you.

Despite spending a lot of time with Mina and growing closer since you brought Jennifer home, you still struggled to act normal around the enchanting brown-eyed beauty. The late-night talks and random texts throughout the day only deepened your feelings for her, but you knew Mina saw you solely as a friend.

Hey, hot-stuff," Karina reached back to high-five Mina. "Glad you could join us."

"Anything for the birthday girl," Mina winked at you, finally providing an answer to why you were all crammed into Ryujin's car.

Realization dawned upon you, and you pulled down your sleeves to check your tattoo.

730 days.

You were officially twenty-three, with only two years left.

Time had passed swiftly and stealthily, like an abandoned open shutter in the night, steadily erasing the trails of constellations until they became a blur of light. Mina remained the focus of your camera, and your life revolved around the nights gone and the nights yet to come, all centered around her.

After a quick breakfast stop (Ryujin insisted that traveling on an empty stomach was a big no-no), the five of you continued toward an unknown destination. Exhausted from staying up late to finish the painting you had been working on ever since you regained your color sight, you had accidentally dozed off during the long drive. Meanwhile, the girls chatted about upcoming projects, the world tour, and Haerin's school life, unaware of your fatigue.

Mina couldn't resist stealing glances at you as you nodded off. She was intrigued by every aspect of you, from your appearance to your inner thoughts. She adored how you always made an effort to put others at ease, how you patiently waited for her to gather her thoughts, and how you cared for Haerin like an older sister.

Since meeting you, she found herself unconsciously drawn to you, craving your company throughout each day. The bond she shared with you was pure and genuine. You would spend nights talking about everything under the sun, and you were always the first person she could confide in. With just a single look, you understood her, sensing when something was bothering her. It was as if the two of you were... soulmates.

The dark-haired beauty suspected that you might be her soulmate, but she never mustered the courage to ask you. Mina didn't mind if you were indeed her soulmate; in fact, she would be relieved that it wasn't someone with whom she could never truly connect. However, she was unsure of her feelings for you. She had never felt this way about another girl before, yet thoughts of you consumed her every waking moment.

After a four-hour journey, the car finally came to a stop at Guryongpo Beach. Mina had proposed to take you to the beach for a two-day trip as a surprise, and Ryujin and Karina quickly agreed. You had always been obsessed with the ocean, and would used to spend your summer breaks with Ryujin surfing at the beach when you were young.

Mina knew how much you missed your home, and how much you missed the ocean.

She let out a giggle at the sight of you sleeping, mouth agape and blonde strands of hair cascading across your face. The rest of the girls had excitedly exited the car to stretch their legs and run toward the sandy beach, leaving Mina deep in thought and you completely oblivious to the world around you.

You looked younger when you were sleeping, with your features relaxed and carefree. Mina inched closer, unable to resist studying your face up close. She had never been this near to you, and an overwhelming desire surged within her, urging her to reach out and trace her fingers gently along your cute nose and smooth out the crease between your eyebrows.

Summoning her courage, the idol extended her fingertips slowly. It had always confused and even pained her that you would withdraw or keep your distance whenever she initiated physical contact. She knew you weren't a touchy person, yet you had no problems about hugging Haerin or leaning your head on the shoulders of the couple when you were tired. You could even tolerate Nayeon's overly affectionate cheek kisses (Mina's stomach churned at the thought of Nayeon's lips on your cheeks), but the slightest brush against Mina would cause you to recoil.

It felt as if you were concealing something from her or that the mere idea of touching her unsettled you. The notion that you might despise her gnawed at Mina's heart, but she couldn't complain about it since you were nothing more than friends.

She hesitated, her fingertip hovering mere millimeters from your face, apprehensive about crossing boundaries. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she mustered the courage to gently brush away the strands of hair obscuring your features and tenderly caress your cheek.

The moment her fingertips made contact with your skin, an electric current coursed through her body, shaking her frame, causing her to instinctively retract her hand in shock. A fleeting pain surged through her tattoo, vanishing as quickly as it had appeared.

You continued to sleep, blissfully unaware, your breath deep and tranquil as if all worries had vanished from your world. Meanwhile, Mina stared at you in shock. She released a breath she hadn't realized she was holding and felt an unfamiliar sense of relief wash over her, the first since she had gotten her tattoo. A tingling sensation traveled down her spine, and her heart fluttered as she continued to caress your face. Whatever she felt, she knew deep down that what she felt for you had surpassed mere friendship.

Your eyes fluttered open, gradually adjusting to the soft waves of sensation that danced across your face, as if a myriad of tiny ants were delicately traversing your cheeks. It took a moment for your vision to focus, but when it finally did, you found yourself nearly falling off the backseat of the car in sheer astonishment. Hovering above you was Mina's ethereal presence, framed by a halo of sunlight streaming in from the window.

Shit. Shit. Shit. A surge of panic coursed through you. You sat up abruptly, instinctively pulling away from the idol who had come into contact with your skin. The realization struck you like a lightning bolt—she knew.

Mina could see the panic and fear in your eyes as you stared at her, a whirlwind of thoughts running through your mind. Your knuckles turned white from gripping your legs tightly, and it seemed as though you were about to cry.

“I-“ You blinked back tears, “I’m sorry.”

Mina reached out to hold your hands, but you instinctively withdrew them, creating a visible distance between the two of you.

“What are you sorry for?” She frowned.

"For being your soulmate." You hastily wiped away the tears with the back of your hand. "I promise I won't do anything. I'll even leave if my presence makes you uncomfortable—"

She hurriedly shook her head and interjected, “Stop.”

“Sorry.” You whispered, your face hidden behind your sleeves.

“Well, I’m not.” Mina managed to grab your hands away from your face and held them tightly, not letting go.

“I knew you were dating someone else, so I tried to hide it.” You closed your eyes briefly, a mixture of pain and resignation evident in your voice.

“Honestly, I didn’t like him that much.” Mina brought a hand up to your face again, and softly wiped away a lone tear. “My manager thought he was a safe choice.”

"But-" You attempted to speak, only for Mina to quickly place her fingers upon your lips, effectively silencing you.

"I'm glad it's you." Her words hung in the air, laden with a profound sincerity that echoed through your heart.

You stared at the girl in front of you, surreal about how this was actually happening. You had dreamt during hundreds of restless nights of her possibly liking you back. She was so close now, her warm eyes reflecting golden specks of sunlight, delicate laugh lines forming around her eyes, and a cute mole on her nose. Intoxicated by her presence, you found yourself entranced by the floral fragrance that enveloped you in a comforting embrace.

She gave you a dopey smile, her pearly white teeth biting her lower lip, eyes waning in crescent moons. Leaning in, her proximity caused your heart to skip a beat. With closed eyes, you felt the gentle brush of her soft lips against the tip of your nose, followed by another delicate kiss on your own lips. It felt as if fireworks exploded within you, igniting every nerve in your body.

She was like clear water, always serene, her subtle presence having the power to pull you deeper into her teal-blue abyss.

“Happy Birthday, Cho Y/N” Your soulmate whispered, giggling at the sight of your flushed face.

“I- Give me a minute.” you stammered, still seated, your eyes shut tightly, your face aflame with embarrassment. To calm your frenzied heart, you silently counted to a hundred.

When you finally opened your eyes, Mina was still there sitting patiently in front of you, playing with your hands in her lap, smiling contently at you.

“Is this a dream?” You blurted out, embarrassed.

"Oh, this definitely happened," Mina winked at you, exuding confidence at how flustered you were because of her.

"Need another kiss to make sure?"

Before you could muster a witty retort, a resounding knock on the car door behind you startled both of you.

Turning around hastily, you found Haerin's face pressed against the window, her feline eyes locked onto you. Dressed in a striped bathing suit and clutching an inflatable duck, she had an endearing complaint in her muffled voice.

"Can you go swimming with me? Please? Ryujin and Karina unnie are too busy making out and pretending to build sandcastles," the younger blonde pouted, prompting Mina to coo at her cuteness.

"Sure thing, kiddo," you replied, fumbling with the door before stepping out and closing it after Mina. Retrieving your small film camera from your bag, you affectionately patted Haerin's head. "Let's go!"

Haerin squealed with excitement, pulling Mina along as they sprinted toward the ocean. The sight of the two girls running full speed, their voices filled with exhilaration, stumbling over the couple still kissing in the sand, warmed your heart, and you silently wished for this moment to last a little longer.

As if hearing your silent prayer, Mina turned her head to offer you a breathtaking smile. Raising your camera, you captured the scene, etching this memory forever into film and your mind.

The girl who held the palette of your heart, and the girls who added their vibrant hues to your canvas, danced freely in front of the teal-blue ocean.

After spending several hours on the beach, everyone was thoroughly exhausted. It turned out that Haerin didn't know how to swim, a crucial piece of information you discovered when she accidentally slipped out of the inflatable duck ring and nearly drowned. Taking turns, you and Mina patiently taught her how to float, ensuring she didn't venture too far into the deeper waters.

As you lay in the sand in exhaustion with your eyes closed, the warmth of the sun was suddenly blocked by a looming shadow.

Opening your eyes, you saw a group of people hovering over you.

"Happy Birthday, loser!" Chaeyoung exclaimed, drenching you with a bucket of ice-cold water. Spluttering and coughing, you tried to recover from the unexpected deluge while your coworkers and the members of Twice and ITZY burst into laughter. Mina joined in the laughter, patting your back as you struggled to catch your breath.

"Sorry, bro," Hanni teased, snapping a few photos of your soaked face. "This is too good."

"What are you guys doing here?" you managed to cough out, wiping the water from your eyes. "To celebrate your birthday, silly!" Nayeon and Sana enveloped you in a tight hug, nearly squeezing the life out of you and peppering your face with kisses.

Mina subtly pulled you closer, wrapping her arm around your waist, and gently detaching the two enthusiastic girls from you.

"Calm down, Minari, she's all yours," Nayeon chuckled, amused by the flushed expressions on both your faces.

"Come on, let's get the barbecue started!" Karina called from a nearby patio of a seaside hotel, waving her hands excitedly.

The group raced toward the patio, eagerly anticipating the feast. You and Mina trailed behind, your hands intertwined, swinging playfully between you as you made your way there..

The sun had set, and everyone was laughing and drunk from champagne (except Haerin and Hyein) under the string lights of the patio, dancing, and singing loudly. You leaned your back on the patio railing and took a moment to appreciate the scene, grateful to be surrounded by the people you loved.

“Hey you.” An angelic voice broke through your thoughts.

Mina had changed into a light blue sleeveless dress, her hair adorned with gentle curls from the sea breeze. Her sun-kissed face radiated a natural beauty that captivated you. She held two glasses of champagne, offering one to you.

"Hey." You accepted the glass, meeting her gaze with affection.

"Walk with me?" she asked, a familiar gummy smile gracing her lips as she intertwined her fingers with yours.

"Always."

You quickly scanned the room to check where Haerin was. The younger girl was imitating everything you did that night, and it was driving you insane. From holding Mina’s hand every time you did to trying to drink champagne whenever she saw you holding a glass, Haerin made sure she got everything down to precision. Thankfully, the younger blonde was dozing off in Yeji and Lia’s lap, with Jennifer curled up on her stomach.

“Let’s go.”

The crescent moon illuminated the tides of the ocean as you walked along the beach barefoot, hand in hand. You always thought that the sea at night looked frightening, changing from light blue to an abyss of black, engulfing everything beneath the midnight tides. But with Mina beside you, you could feel nothing but warmth and comfort.

"I wanted some time alone with you," the idol murmured, holding onto your arm and leading you to a blanket she had prepared in advance.

Mina was nervous. She had come on this trip expecting to celebrate your birthday as close friends, but now her thoughts were consumed by the way you looked at her and the sensation of your lips meeting hers. The fluttering in her stomach felt unfamiliar, but she was willing to explore it.

Being with you was as simple as breathing, and that was all she wanted. Simplicity.

You looked tenderly at her as you sat down on the blanket, eyes shining underneath the moonlight. Sensing her nervousness, you reached out and took her hand, running your thumb gently on the back of her hand, soothing her.

“You okay?”

“Yes,” She swallowed, trying to gather her thoughts. Taking a deep breath, she turned to look at you.

“I think I like you, but I never felt this about a girl before and I don’t know what to do.”

You nodded in understanding, waiting patiently for her to finish.

"I'm scared. You're always on my mind, and I think of you in everything I do. This feeling is so new to me," Mina rambled, exposing the jumble of thoughts within her. "I don't know what steps to take next."

“Hey, it’s okay.” You pulled the shorter girl into your embrace. “We can be anything you want us to be. If it’s a friend you need, I will be your friend.”

Mina shook her head in objection, “I want to be more than friends. I’m just scared.”

“Then we don’t have to label ourselves.” You said gently. You knew that Itinerants didn’t feel the connection as strongly as Waywards do, and if Mina was not ready, you were okay with that. If she was never ready, you would accept her choice, even if it meant you eventually fading away.

“We don’t have to establish the connection, so please don’t worry about it too much.”

"But won't that mean you..." Mina's words trailed off as you silenced her with a quick brush of your lips against hers.

"We'll worry about that later," you whispered.

She blushed and nodded shyly, surprised at your sudden boldness.

Suddenly remembering something, Mina quickly reached for a basket behind you that you failed to notice when you got there. a small cupcake adorned with white icing and colorful sprinkles, along with a single candle.

She lit up the candle and brought it to your face.

Smiling her gummy smile, the idol started to sing the tune to the cliché Birthday song, still somehow managing to take you away with her angelic voice. The light of the candle illuminated her face, and all you could see is her, all you could think about was her.

"Make a wish, Y/N," Mina whispered, her tender brown eyes locking with yours.

Closing your eyes, you blew out the candle, sending a silent wish into the universe.

Curiosity filled the air as Mina asked, "What did you wish for?"

“If I told you, it wouldn’t come true.” You said teasingly.

“You only keep the last one a secret,” Mina whined, eyes widening and pouting.

“Fine.” You relented, “I wished for you to kiss me.”

“Easy.” She responded, her arms encircling your neck as she drew closer, lips meeting yours tenderly. You pulled her onto your lap, wrapping your arms around her delicate waist. The kiss deepened, her lips slightly parted, capturing your bottom lip between hers.

Time seemed to stop as the kiss continued, both of you lost in the exhilaration of the moment. Eventually, you pulled away, catching your breath. Mina let out a soft whine in protest, her lips instinctively following yours, unwilling to let the connection break.

Laughing in joy, you looked at the celestial being in your arms.

She blushed, pupils dilated in excitement, as she hid her burning face in the crook of your neck.

You had wished for more time. You wished for everything to move slower.

You had called out to the fates before you blew the candle,

Please let me keep this piece of happiness for a bit longer.

Mina was home, and you were willing to go to any length to ensure her happiness. You would travel across space just to pick her favorite constellations and navigate vast oceans just to see her smile.

She was the tranquil teal blue waters, and you were the sail without oars, willingly allowing her to take you anywhere she wanted to go.

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dejwrites · 2 years

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❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ⠀ ⠀⠀ one last night ⠀ 〳 ⠀ s.kogami ‵

❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ( synopsis ) kogami makes one last stop before skipping town.

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — tw: female reader, female anatomy described, psycho pass spoilers included, best friend to lovers trope with a hint of unrequited lovers trope, flashbacks is in italics, two idiots that don't want to admit they like each other, soft!kogami yay, mentions of reader being a teacher, mentions of that three word eight-letter phrase, this is not my best work but i like it ok, wc: 4k, smut warnings include — missionary position, usage of spit, soft smut, no roughness is included in this, straight love making my lovelies

YOUR MOTHER ALWAYS TOLD YOU THAT LOVE IS SUCH A STRANGE FEELING. You’ll know when you’re in love. It’s that strange feeling of butterflies that erupt in your stomach when the person you’re crushing on enters the room. It’s the way you’re left breathless when you get a whiff of their scent. Or you find the littlest things that remind you of them. You always had that feeling when he was around. It was like that ever since you were younger. Innocent smile when you see him enter the playground and instantly run over to you to show off his dinosaur band-aid that his parents put on him after he fell. Or the way your teary eyes lit up when he aggressively snatched a toy out of another boy's hand after taking it from you. Or when he would give you his jet black leather jacket for you to put on when he would walk you home from school when you were teenagers.

You hated to admit that maybe you were in over your head. In a cyberpunk atmosphere you were living in, you could be as young as five and be labeled as a criminal before you even learned how to tie your shoes. It was a pretty strange world you lived in, but you managed. You got a job as a preschool teacher. You had a pretty comfy apartment and a cat named Kiko, you were enjoying life.

But you never knew that your once life consisted of the same peaceful events that didn’t cloud your hue until you heard a knock at your door. As you were up creating a lesson plan for your students, your eyes darted to your front door. The knocking only grows louder. You stood up slowly and quietly, hoping this wasn’t some prank your neighbors' teenage sons would be pulling. When you checked the peephole, your breath hitched in your throat and your heart instantly started beating quicker.

When you opened the door, you couldn’t help being frozen. Your eyes were staring at him. Taking in everything. From the way blood was on the shirt, he was wearing to the cuts and bruises on his face. You knew of Kogami’s job. Who didn’t when you were dealing with criminals daily? But you didn’t understand why he was here? When he first accepted the position, he made it clear that he had to cut ties. He refused to accept the possibility of his occupation coming back to you.

That was Kogami Shinya for you.

“Are you okay?” You asked. “Come in before anyone sees you,”

You stepped aside letting him stumble into your apartment. His boots glided across the floor dragging along a trail of blood also. You closed the door with quickness and you were searching for the right words to say and the best you could say was, “You look like shit.”

“Is that how you greet your best friend?” He asked with sarcasm stinging his tongue while he was stripping right in front of you.

“Oh my god!” You shrieked as you turned around. “The bathroom is right down the hall. You can get yourself cleaned up. I’ll grab the first aid kit and I’m pretty sure you have some spare clothes here, that is if you haven’t grown too drastically since the last time we’ve seen each other.”

You could hear Kogami grumble something under his breath before he’s waltzing into the bathroom down the hall. With quickness, you’re collecting his dirty clothes to put in your laundry bin. You also collected some clothes of his and the first aid kit like you promised. You wanted to question why he was here? After all these years why show up here at your place now? As Kogami showered, you were searching for your first aid kit and the questions you were planning to say to him.

How are you? Did you lose my number or something? Why are you here?

Yeah, those questions would be good to start with. When you found the first aid kit, you placed it on your coffee table in the living room and moved on to the next task to find something for him to wear. You still had some clothes of his. When you found something for him to wear, it was in a box filled with some of his old stuff that collected dust in your closet. When you collected the clothes, you knocked on the door three times before sliding in. The steam from the shower causes you to feel hot. The shower curtain was drawn so you couldn’t see Kogami’s naked body. You put the clothes down and walk out of the bathroom before he could even pop his head out of the shower to notice you were in there.

When Kogami was done, it made you realize just how serious he took his hygiene. Any trace of dried-up blood that stained his skin was gone. You could even smell your shampoo in the dark-colored hair that fell in his face. It was as if he didn’t arrive at your house like he had just got finished battling his own demons. You sat on one side of your sofa, dabbing the cotton ball on the cut on Kogami’s forehead. You could hear him wince at your action. “Sorry,” You mumbled as you placed the cotton ball on the table, and then you’re grabbing the ointment to put some ointment on the cut.

“You never told me why you’re here?” You questioned as you were using a q-tip to rub the ointment on the cut. “Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy seeing your face after so many years. But, why come visit now?”

You have gone through so much alone and without him. On some days like the day your father was killed—you wanted to see him so badly. You wanted to call Kogami, but you knew with the riots of people questioning the Sibyl System, his hands were full. With his silence to your question, you assumed that he was here because of work. It wouldn’t be shocking that a mission with his job would lead him to come to you bloody and look like he’s been in a war. However, you were sure that he could have gotten better treatment at his job from professionals.

“I’m leaving town, Y/N,” Kogami firmly said as he shifted his head to the side to look at you.

“What? Like on a mission or?” Your voice trails off as your finger pushes his face back to look straight.

You hated when he gave you that look. A look of worry on how you’ll take the news. He gave you a similar look when he sat across a table in front of you stating that he was cutting ties with you for the sake of his job and your safety. Was this a similar reason? Was he trying to protect you?

“No.” He stated as he looked at you. “I did something that landed me in some trouble at my job. So I have to go.”

You were putting the stuff back into the first aid kit trying to process what he was saying. He did something wrong so therefore he had to leave town.

“Oh.” was the only thing you could muster up to say.

You could feel a sad pit grow in your stomach. Your emotions were hitting you all at once and you didn’t know what to say or do. You couldn’t understand why he would come to your place to tell you this. He could have just left without a word, but here he was giving you this news. Your eyes began to water but you were quick to use the sleeve to the long sleeve shirt you were wearing. Once again Kogami was giving you that look of sorrow. It was the same soft look he gave you when he was forced to break your heart into a million pieces for the sake of your safety.

You were forced to think about all the memories you two shared, more specifically the ones where you two were younger. You two were insufferable, joint by the hip no matter what and now he was finally tugging away from you one last time, but this time it could be the tug that broke you two apart forever.

“I can’t believe you spend your money on those silly toy vending machines,” Seventeen year old you said as you rolled your eyes at your best friend.

He’s been giving you silly little toy capsules from a toy vending machine in front of the local grocery store since the two of you were twelve. You always rolled your eyes playfully at the gesture, but you never threw away any of them since. You had a small box filled with bracelets, small soldier figurines, mini plastic balls, and so much more.

“I want a specific one.” Kogami sighed as he leaned forward to take some of your food off your plate.

“Why won’t you just ask them to open the damn thing?” You asked.

“That would be cheating,” Kogami said. “I’ll get what I want eventually,” He says, giving you a sly grin.

“I don’t want to have to upgrade my box full of them. So whatever toy you’re trying to give to me Ko, please don’t. I appreciate the gesture, but god the box filled with the others is getting full.” You whined before sipping at your drink.

“Oh, so you actually do keep them? Last time you told me you just trash them,” Kogami’s eyes had a curious glint in them.

You felt the blood in your body rush to your face. It felt like it grew ten times hotter when he said that. “I started keeping them when you first gave them to me when we were younger and so why stop now?” You said with a shrug.

You only gained a hum from him before he’s sipping his drink and going back to eating the fries off your plate.

“What did you do?” You asked. “It had to be something bad for you to come to me like this and confess that you’re leaving after years of us not seeing each other.”

“It was considered ethically bad to them, but it’s what he deserved,” He bluntly admitted.

“He?” You asked.

“Mhm.” He simply said. He noticed the look you were giving him and he slumped backward on your sofa. “Please don’t ask any questions about it, I just need to rest up before I leave.”

“Okay.” You firmly said before sighing. “I’m not going to question anymore of whatever is going on. I know you’ll only give me that long lecture about it will only put my life in danger, blah..blah..blah—the same speech you gave me years ago.” You stood up to put the first aid kit back to its rightful place, also being sure to trash any bloody cotton balls and gauzes.

You heard Kogami chuckle before he’s making himself comfortable on your couch that was obviously too small for him. He could have just slept in your bed, it wouldn’t have been the first time you two shared a bed. “You ate? My mom dropped off some curry and rice earlier. If I recall, you used to love her cooking when we were younger.” You asked from the kitchen.

Kogami who was attempting to sleep off the brutalizing pain of the bumps and falls he’s taken today would only say, “No. I just want to sleep.”

Silence overcame the two friends before a grumble erupted from Kogami’s stomach that caused you to giggle. “I’ll heat you some anyway so you can eat. To be honest, you can probably take the whole container for your trip out of the city. I think my mom is trying to curry me to death because it was my dad's favorite meal.” You explained while you were making a plate of food for Kogami.

“Was?” He asked. He had given up attempting to sleep, his forearm pushing him upward to look at you walking around the kitchen.

“Yeah, he died.” You sighed as you placed the plate in the microwave. “He just was at the wrong place at the wrong time when it got hectic during those riots,” You said.

You noticed the twitch in Kogami’s lip before he’s leaning right back to lay on the couch that was too big for him. “Sorry for your lost,” He said out loud. “I feel bad for missing the funeral,” He adds.

“It’s only my fault. I wanted to call you so badly.” You leaned against your kitchen counter. “But, I couldn’t muster up the courage to do so. With the riots, I just thought you would have too much on your plate.” You explained.

The familiar aroma of your mom’s curry swirled around your apartment. It was a smell that brought back memories from when he was younger and your parents always opened their home for him to come over.

“I would have made time to come you know,” Kogami said.

“I know.” You simply sighed. Your heart felt heavy in your chest but you took the opportunity to use the hot plate of food being ready to change the subject.

You place the food on the coffee table and also grab him something to drink. “Dig in, this could be the last time you taste it.”

You sat back down on the floor continuing to do what you were doing before he arrived. You could hear the sound of Kogami’s utensils scraping away at the plate and his low chewing sound while you two basked in each other's silence.

“How have you been though? Other than being the obvious rule breaker you are?” Your eyes glanced up at him tapping your ballpoint pen on the table.

You didn’t particularly want to know more details that landed him on your couch and on the run, you just needed to know how he was behind that cold heart of his. You couldn’t imagine what he has witnessed considering his job to society.

“I’m okay.” He simply said before he stood up to go wash the dish he was used.

You chuckled to yourself at both his answer and his actions. He was still the same boy you’ve known since you were younger. You could hear him shuffling around your apartment while you were making notes in your planning book. You could hear him from the bathroom, “Where are your spare toothbrushes?” He yelled from the bathroom.

“Check the closet near the bathroom.” You responded.

Once again you heard his footsteps scattering around your apartment and eventually he returned plopping down on the floor in front of you. You could feel his eyes staring a hole into you. “What are you working on?” He asked.

Before you could answer his question, he slid the notebook towards himself. His eyes looking at your lesson plan for the week. “I still can believe that you’re really a teacher. When we were in high school, your eyes practically lit up seeing little children.”

Your cheeks flushed while you were clicking your pen. “I mean, you had your dream and I had mine.” You grabbed your notebook back.

Now that the two of you were going down memory lane, you managed to get sidetracked from your lesson planning. “Remember you used to collect those toy capsules things? I still would like to know.”

Kogami leaned forward resting his elbow on the wooden coffee table. “Know what?” He asked.

“Was there like a certain toy you were trying to get?” You asked.

“It was, but I gave up once I became an inspector.” He admits.

“Oh.” Your lips formed a perfect ‘o’ shape before you’re speaking once more, “Such a weird thing to do.”

“And they were very weird for you to collect.” Kogami playfully rolled his eyes at you.

“I couldn’t just throw them away, you kept giving them to me. It would feel like I’m throwing our friendship away or something.” You shrugged. “It’s nice to talk to you again even though it’s going to end pretty soon.”

“They’re going to know I came here.” Kogami sighs realizing that the light banter between you two was slowly being masked by the fact that he was on the run.

“I know.” You said. “So, why’d you come here? You haven’t contacted me in years to protect me—but suddenly think stopping by my home when you’re on the run is the best thing to do.”

Once again the two of you bask in that comfortable silence you were a little too familiar with.

“I love you. I couldn’t just leave without telling you this.”

“It’s not fair for you to say this when you’re about to leave. That’s just so reckless of you, you know I’m an overthinker. Now you’re going to be on the run and I’m going have to worry about you because you’re so in love with me.” Your nervous rambling was interrupted by his soft plush lips on yours.

It took you by shock because you haven’t felt his lips on yours in a long time. You hated to admit that it was a feeling you missed as years went on without him being in your life. Your body leaned against the coffee table before you’re breaking apart completely. It didn’t take long before you were crawling to be in his arms once again. Lips connecting with quickness as the kisses grew even more passionate before the uneventful events traveled to your bedroom.

With each soft kiss on your lips, you couldn’t help but let out soft whimpers wanting more. You were aware that tonight was your last night with him and you probably wouldn’t see him anymore. Your bodies intertwined with each other as clothes littered the floor with each passing section, the two of you so prepared to finally become one. Fingers grasping for each other and faint whimpers when being touched in the right spot. It was as if Kogami and yourself weren’t apart for many years prior. It was as if he was expressing a hidden love for you with each kiss, nibble, and lick he pressed upon your delicate flesh. As the minutes passed, you realized that Kogami was you doing such lewd things with Kogami was your first in a while.

Kogami was your first everything. He was the first boy whose hand you held, even though some would say it didn’t count because he was your line buddy in elementary school. Your first kiss when you two were fifteen and played seven minutes in heaven at a friend’s party. Obviously, he was the one that took your virginity in the backseat of your mom’s car after you got your driver’s license. Some would question why exactly you two weren’t dating. You never knew the answer to that question, but Kogami did.

He couldn’t have you intertwined in the danger of his job. Any criminal could have used you for leverage. Shogo Makishima could have dangled you right in front of Kogami’s eyes without care and he wouldn’t have been able to sleep at night if that was to happen. Although the man was dead—it still sent a treacherous chill down Kogami’s spine at the thought of that happening. That dangerous feeling that sat heavily on Kogami’s heart went away when he felt the tip of his cock teasing at your drooling entrance.

The moon peaked through the sheer curtains in your bedroom, but he still had a perfect view of your gorgeous face. A beautiful sight of seeing the way your kiss swollen lips gasped apart feeling his plump tip finally push itself upon your gummy walls. The grip upon your thigh was a little familiar, forcing you to remember the heat of the moment of losing your virginity in a similar position years ago.

Your lips gasped apart feeling him inch slowly towards kissing your cervix. Your fingernails dug into the soft flesh of his forearm that was prompt near you. His eyes soften seeing your teeth graze at your lower lip. His fingertips trace alongside your soft skin before speaking. “You okay? I can stop, if it—” His words were interjected by your arms snaking around his neck to bring his face closer for you to kiss him.

He broke the kiss suddenly to pay attention to pleasing you. His thrust grew a bit quicker and his hold onto you was a bit tighter. Hearing your pretty moans was a form of motivation for him. His free hand that wasn’t pinning you down was grasping at the headboard to help his thrusts.

“Fuck—you sound so pretty,” Kogami said through the sound of his own pants.

His jet black hair stuck to his forehead due to the sweat droplets that cumulated upon his forehead. His cock was coated with your slick which caused it to be so easier for the tip of his cock to tap at that spot that caused your toes to curl. The pornographic sound of heated skin slapping against each other was attempting to overpower your wooden headboard that was crashing upon the wall.

You could feel yourself about to cum. Your stomach formed the most pleasurable knots and you wanted to explode so badly. Your legs quivered under Kogami’s body as he brought his hand in between your sweated-coated bodies. You felt him rub on your throbbing clit in a circular motion. Your body felt like it was going into complete shock feeling the sudden pressure upon your slit.

“Say it,” Kogami said with each word that rolled off his tongue, he was sure to add in a couple more rough thrusts.

“Say what?” Your teeth nibbled on your lower lip holding back the moan you wanted to let out.

The strokes Kogami was handing to you slowed down, but the movement on your clit sped up. Your body reacted naturally to arch off the bed your bare body was on, but Kogami only pinned you back down to continue what he was doing. He’s leaning down so his face is buried into the crook of your neck, enduring the sweet scent of you. You could feel him placing smug kisses on your neck before his pace quickened. “Those three words.”

His comment sent a chill down your spine as you could feel yourself pulse around his cock. Kogami didn’t stop now that your walls clenched around him beautifully, but it didn’t take him long before he’s coming down from his own high of being inside you.

Your naked bodies were connected with each other like a puzzle that was finally completed. Your head was laying on his chest tracing random shapes on his toned abdomen. You realized that drowsiness have finally swept upon your body when you let out a yawn, but you couldn’t forget to repeat those three words back at Kogami.

“I love you.” was the last thing you told Kogami before your eyes fluttered closed.

The following morning, you could feel the sun kiss your bare skin. Your limbs ached with love bites and marks while your eyes slowly fluttered open. Your head reached next to you, expecting to be met with Kogami-toned body parts, but you could only feel emptiness and your sheets. You finally sat up covering your naked body with the thin sheets on your body. The scent of Kogami imprinted on your skin and you felt lightheaded remembering what happened last night.

He was gone.

Nonetheless, his actions last night were a perfect goodbye for you—it would have been nice for him to kiss you one last time. As you were about to climb out of bed to start your Saturday, you noticed something on your nightstand. Your arm reached to grab the small toy capsule and you couldn’t help but chuckle to yourself. You brought it up to your ear to shake it, whatever that was inside bounced off the insides of the capsules. You opened it out of curiosity to see the toy ring. It was made out of plastic and couldn’t even fit on your finger, but you couldn’t help but smile at it.

Finally, you realized that this was the toy he spent years using his coins trying to get. You let your body collapse back into the fluffiness of your mattress as you held the small toy ring up in the air with a smile on your face.

That was Kogami Shinya for you.

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#psycho pass x reader #pp x reader #psycho pass smut #anime x reader #anime smut #fem reader #female reader #kogami shinya x reader #shinya kogami smut #kogami shinya smut #kogami x reader #shinya kogami x reader

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alex-is-gay-666 · 1 year

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Dee x Fem!Reader (Metal Family)

♥️Chapter 6♥️

"Why did you have to say that Y/nnnn..."

"Quit whining Heavy," Dee said.

Y/n just walked up the stair with them, each step made her wish she could sink deeper into the floor. The outburst earlier had created a fit of giggles from the lady she now knows as "Vicky". And let out a chuckle from both men, her uncle and "Glam". With that humiliation, she was now forced to hang out with the boys in their room. (Preferably Dee's as it was cleaner said Mr. Glam)

She had also learned the boys' names were Dee and Heavy.

She then noticed that the boys stopped in front of a door. Heavy turned around and let out a crooked smile as he pointed toward the door.

"Dee's room is connected to mine so we first have to enter through mine to get to his!"

Y/n shyly smiled as she peered from the corner of her eyes. Dee seemed to be observing her but had not reacted to her. She wondered if his mouth was still injured from the other day.

"Come on in!" Heavy gleefully said as he entered the room.

To Y/n's surprise, his room didn't smell (Unlike him) and also was pretty clean except for the mess of clothes piled up in random spots.

As Heavy led her to another doorway Dee stepped in front of Heavy to block him.

"Who said I gave you permission to enter my room?"

"Hey, dad said that he preferred us to take Y/n to your room!"

As they argued, Y/n peered over into Dee's room.

"Oh is that a Hellsing poster."

Both boys stopped, Heavy turned around with a frown on his face.

"You watch anime?" He questions.

"Yes, actually I have some Attack on Titan figures back at home," Y/n said as she smiled brightly. Heavy stuck out his tongue before stating, "Anime is childish!"

Y/n frowned as Dee sighed and stepped aside welcoming Y/n into his room. Hiding her curiosity she entered his room and admired some anime figures and posters he had.

"Oh, you're a fan of Death Note and Attack on Titan?"

"Yes."

"Who's your favorite character in Death Not-"

Suddenly someone cut into their conversation, "Nerd talkkkk" Heavy shouted.

"I'll rather be a nerd than be a dumbass," Y/n replied with a deadpanned look.

"Hey, I'm not a dumbass!"

She then turned to continue the conversation with Dee as it seemed he wasn't in a bad mood. For an hour they spoke about their shared interest as well as about each other. She had then learned that his favorite character in Death Note was Ryuk, how he just liked how makeup looked on him and had no particular reason to wear it, and his favorite bands included the Black veil brides.

"Y/n c'mon let's go play a video game!" Heavy loudly whined. Y/n chuckled as she stood up from Dee's bed and stretched. "Might as well"

Heavy cheered before sticking his tongue out at Dee who just grumbled. Heavy then grabbed Y/n's hand dragging her away. Y/n looked behind her curious to see what Dee was gonna do when she noticed him pull out his phone and message someone intently. All she could see before being dragged away from his room was the profile picture of the person he was messaging.

It looked like a scary cat.

"What do you wanna play!"

Snapping back to what she was about to do, she glanced over at Heavy before letting out a devious smile.

"How about a horror game?"

"What...?" Heavy gulped.

Through the conversation with Dee, she had learned quite a few things about Heavy including his dislike for horror...

"Oh sorry, it might be a bit too scary for you..."

"Nothing scares me! Except for mom of course..."

"Great then let's play!"

Eventually, she and Heavy chose a game and started playing. She took Heavy's offer of chips and calmly ate them as she watched Heavy jump for every scare in the game. Glancing over at Heavy a few thoughts wandered into her mind. Is this what it's like to have a younger brother?

Hearing some movement from Dee's doorway she glanced over to see Dee walk into the room to watch them play.

"AAAAAH SHIT!"

Heavy shouted as he jumped up and dropped his remote to cover his eyes.

"Is it still there."

"Pfft-"

He peeked through his finger and saw Y/n and Dee holding in their laughter. Y/n looked away trying to cover the obvious amusement she was displaying.

"Hey, at least I don't watch my little pony" Heavy shot at Dee.

"Hey, I don't watch that stuff!"

"PFFT HAHAHAHA..."

They both looked over at Y/n who was rolling on the bed with laughter.

Then both boys heard a silent laughter coming from the doorway. There stood Y/n's uncle ready to burst out in laughter had he had to witness both scenes.

"C'mon Y/n it's time to go."

"Coming!" Y/n said wiping her tear before following her uncle.

"Bye guys see you at school!" She waved.

"Bye Y/n!" Heavy shouted letting out a contagious smile and Dee just silently rose his hand to wave her off. Even with that slight gesture, Y/n could still see that slight smile lingering on his lips as she turned to follow her uncle.

Leaving the house after bidding farewell to Mr. Glam and Ms. Vicky, her uncle hopped onto his motorbike and placed his helmet on his head. Y/n hopped behind her uncle and put on her helmet. Uncle Jack swiftly turned his head towards her, "See it wasn't that bad...though those boys were...interesting..."

"Yeah...interesting..."

"I mean who knows one of them might be your future husband and you just don't know it yet." Her uncle said winking at her while chuckling.

"U-uncle!" Y/n stuttered as she felt her ears heat up a bit.

"Aww, c'mon you can't take a joke?"

"You know I hate those jokes..."

"You're right."

Still, Y/n couldn't help but take one last look at the spooky house. I wouldn't mind coming back here again...

#metal family #metalfamily #metalfam #dee #deexreader #dee x reader #dee metal family #vicky #vicky metal family #ches #ches metal family #y/n #xreader #metal family x reader #Heavy Metal Family #glam metal family

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bey0nd-1he-stars · 4 months

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Company - Regulus & Sirius Black

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Pairing: platonic!Regulus Black x platonic!Sirius Black

Warning: crying, loneliness

Word count: 1479

Summary: Sirius is crying at the black lake. A black cat comes to give him company. Regulus is crying in the astronomy tower. A big, black dog comes to give him company.

Sirius

He sucked in a breath of air, savoring the feeling of the cold and crisp air that made his lungs burn. It felt as if he was slowly burning away from the inside by a frostbitten glow. The tears on his cheeks were hot to the cold surface of his soft skin and strands of ebony curls stuck to his face.

Autumn had almost passed and the grounds were covered in fallen leaves. Some mornings a thin layer of frost was covering them, making them glitter in the morning sun’s light. The change of seasons brought the cold with it and it made Sirius feel numb where he sat on the ground under the big oak tree near the lake. But he was glad for the cold. It made him feel something. Something else than the utter despair and hopelessness that seemed to have seeped into him and found home in his heart.

Everything was simply hard right now. For every day that went he talked even less with his brother and for every day that went his mother and father seemed to hate him more. He couldn’t sleep at night and he couldn’t function normally at day. His homework was left untouched and then handed in badly done. He did stress a bit about his grades but he also really didn’t have the energy to put down the work needed. Which eventually made him stress even more, but right now he couldn’t find it in himself to be too bothered.

His friends were worried about him. James had some days just randomly pulled him into a hug before heading to bed. Sirius hadn’t questioned it. He just gave his friend a thankful smile and hugged him back. Peter made sure to always carry some snacks around because he noticed that his friend hadn’t eaten enough in days. Remus, his lovely Remus, the boy who held his heart in his hands, was always making sure Sirius knew he was there for whatever whenever. When walking through the corridors, Remus slung an arm around his shoulders, pulling him into his side. Or he would slip his hand into Sirius and give it a comforting squeeze. Some night when Sirius actually stayed in the dorm at night, Remus would pull Sirius into his bed, draw the curtains and just hold him close.

He hadn’t noticed the worried glances his younger brother threw him across the great hall, in the corridors when they passed each other, or out on the grounds. He did however notice now when an elegant cat approached him in the dark. Its fur was black as coal and seemed to have a shine to it. It was definitely not a stray, it was far too well kept for that. The cat meowed and sat down just out of reach, looking up at him with gray, glittering eyes.

Sirius wiped his tears and dragged a rugged breath in, letting the air in. At his shaky breath the cat tilted its head just slightly to the side and Sirius smiled a sad smile at it. He held out his hand for it to greet him and the cat carefully sniffed his hand before deeming him okay. It gently nuzzled its head against Sirius’ hand and he marveled at the softness of its fur.

At further inspection, Sirius noticed that the cat had a white spot on his chest, right above his front legs. It kind of resembled a star and Sirius smiled at the cat.

“Thank you,” he mumbled. His voice was hoarse and uneven from all the crying. The cat tilted its head again. “For the company,” Sirius explained. The black ball of fur meowed and then crept closer and settled down on the ground beside him, laying down with its head in his lap and Sirius smiled. He decided he couldn’t leave for the dorm now, not when the cat had settled down so cozily. He didn��t feel like explaining to Remus either why he’d been outside now and decided to just get back later when the cat had gone and just sleep on a couch in the common room. Yeah, that would have to do, he nodded to himself and wiped his tear stained eyes again. That would have to do.

Regulus

The cold from the metal railing in the astronomy tower seeped through the sleeves in his uniform and left him feeling even colder than before. The wind was blowing icy winds that got caught in his hair and whipped it around. Snowflakes tumbled down in the wind creating a messy, blurry image of the grounds spreading out in front of him.

It was the middle of Christmas break and Regulus had stayed at school for the holidays. Now the school had almost emptied out and it only added to his feeling of being left behind and alone. He’d thrown glances at his brother when he’d seen him in the great hall but he hadn’t spoken with him. Sirius had sent him a silver ring with Regulus’ constellation carved into it for Christmas and the present made him miss his brother even more than he already was. The cold metal pressed into his skin when he buried his face in his hands, wiping away the tears only for new ones to take their place.

Regulus had gotten Sirius a new camera. He’d grabbed Remus in the library, asking to just have a word with him and Remus told him that Sirius had managed to push his camera off of his nightstand and managed to break it so badly that a ‘reparo’ hadn’t been able to fix it. Apparently he’d been devastated and Remus had been planning to get him a new one but let Regulus do that instead. He’d thanked him quietly but profusely afterwards.

But despite the personal gifts they’d gotten each other they had barely talked at all. Regulus had put his head in his hand at breakfast on Christmas morning, making it possible for Sirius to see that he was wearing it. Sirius had grabbed a hold of him when he was leaving and giving him a sincere thank you.

But now, Regulus was standing in the astronomy tower with tears falling from his eyes and sobs rippling through his body, feeling more alone and given up on than ever. He sat down on the floor, turning his back to the breathtaking views and the cold winds. He pulled his legs up to his chest and rested his head against his knees, letting his curls fall around his face, hiding him away from the world. The silence was deafening around him so when the sound of the door being pushed open he looked up from where he was sitting.

A massive, black dog slipped outside to join him on the deck. It almost reached the door handle in height and the coat of long, shiny fur moved so smoothly around it that it looked like the whole thing was just a massive shadow. The dog sauntered closer to him, reaching out its nose and sniffed his hair, making Regulus want to squirm in his seat. He’d never seen the dog before, not even on his nightly strolls in his animagus form. He sniffled and wiped away some tears from his face and then tentatively reached out letting his hand glide through the smooth fur upon the dog’s head. It let out a huff and laid down beside him, resting his heavy head in Regulus' lap, forcing him to let his legs fall flat against the floor.

“Thank you,” Regulus hiccuped. The dog’s ears perked up and it seemed to title its head to look up at him. “For the company,” he whispered and continued to stroke the head of the gentle dog. The dog seemed content with his explanation and closed its eyes, letting Regulus continue his ministrations. After a while, Regulus had calmed down, enjoying the warmth and the company the dog brought. The dog seemed to enjoy the attention it was receiving too and happily turned around in Regulus’ lap when his hand started scratching it under his chin. When it did flip over, Regulus saw the white spot of fur under his chin. It was bright and white as snow and Regulus let his hand pass over it, smiling softly at the happy dog in his lap.

“Yeah,” he decided quietly. “Thank you.”

#the marauders #the marauders era #the marauders imagine #regulus black #sirius black #sirius and regulus #sirius black x reader #regulus black x reader #the wizarding world of harry potter #harry potter #james potter #remus lupin #peter pettigrew

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fireylesbianhell · 1 year

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i’m having thoughts about my boy

sorry newsies moots but it’s solace time baby

• William Andrew Solace was born in Texas but has tempratlily lived in and been too; New Mexico, Oklahoma, Arkansas, Nevada, California, Washington, New York, and later on in life Massachusetts and Maine. The only states he vividly remembers when he was young was New Mexico and Nevada, as they spent the longest time there besides Texas.

• Will left to camp when his mother stopped in new york and a monster attack very close to camp happened and the nearest satyr recognized him as a half-blood, dragging him with the other demigods (i headcannon one of them was Drew And that’s how those two met) and was introduced. He found his mother again and was able to stay there after some plot stuff i will flesh…later.

• cat person he is such a cat person he’s a golden retriever boy yes but he’s a cat person i’m sorry i’m right i am i know him he told me

• Will did get bullied when he went to a public school for a short time in new Mexico for being/acting “Gay” and it stuck with him a bit as he was worried what camp half blood would be like. but the camp was very friendly and he adapted fairly quickly after his siblings supported his coming out

• Will is Bi to me, and i feel he figured out fairly easily. Naomi wasn’t as religious as her parents and her traveling gave her a wider world veiw, so she wasn’t exactly homophobic but didn’t really let will know gay people existed. he kinda just got context clues along the way.

• Will came out to naomi when he was 14 and she accepted him, after some suprise and tears. it was confusing for both of them but she wasn’t angry.

• Will goes though whipped cream like a maniac. he puts it on everything. everything. i don’t know where i got this headcannon from but it’s mine now it’s my baby his favorite dessert is literally just reddi whip striaght into his mouth and nico is always absoloutley horrified whenever he finds his boyfriend straight up drinking reddi whip out of the fridge after a late night at the hospital wing.

• WORKAHOLIC!! BIGGEST WORKAHOLIC!!! EVER!!! does NOT take breaks does NOT talk about his own feelings. major case of therapist friend with no therapy

• Nico summons skeletons to help will with studying sometimes, hey, it’s better than a textbook

• Due to all the Shit He’s Seen, will isn’t really freaked out by nico or macabre at all. as to contrast, nico hates medical stuff and finds it kinda freaky

• Will has a very Work for what you get attitude and seeing his mother scrape by and work herself up made will similarly hardworking, independent and self sufficient. But he’s also a stubborn bastard who would rather take and remove a bullet then let someone help him either work wise or financially. It got even worse as he became the head of his cabin so much younger with so many younger kids to take care if

• Living in new mexico for as long as they did Naomi decided it was a good idea to have will learn at least some spanish when he was young and he picked up on it nicely, and decided to continue. he’s fairly fluent now and loves freaking Leo out all the time by talking to him in spanish when nobody else is around and he can’t prove it.

• Did also have a minor crush on percy, but mostly as a “woah look at that guy holy shit” and loved teasing annabeth about it (“If YOU love him so much why do you want us to get her together?” “nooo you guys are my OTP i’m not having that up just because he’s hot” <- COMPLETELY REAL INTERACTION THEY E HAD MHM TRUST ME BRO)

• Wants to pick up on some italian so he can do the same thing he does with leo to nico

• TRANSGENDER AND AUTISTIC IM NOT ELABORATING FUCK YOU ( i do have reasons but this is more fun)

• Favorite vide game is a tie between tetris and Majoras mask

• Favorite TV show was Malcom in the Middle as a kid and now is greys anatomy /j/j/j/j but i can gaurentee he hate watches it with the apollo cabin all the time

• Suprisingly fine with plants, yes sunflowers do look at him and everyone makes fun of him for it

okay i’m done (i’m a liar i’m not done but i am about to pass out sooo)

#will solaceblr #will solace #pjo #hoo #toa #Solangelo #Apollo cabin #cabin 7 #william andrew solace #tsats #pjo headcannons

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starlitmark · 11 months

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Summary: The universe has a funny way of working; maybe you should let it do what it plans. Pairing: ragdoll kitty!Taeyong x fem!reader x dutch rabbit!Doyoung Tropes: hybrid au, high school au, uni au Genre: fluff, angst Rating: PG Warnings: hybrids, mentions of prejudice, language, anxiety, breakups Part 1 Word Count: 6,409 Note: thank you to @kthpurplesyou @raibebe and @daesukiii for beta/ proofreading this!!!

Part 2

Neo Hybridverse Masterlist || Dotae Masterlist

High School: Spring of Freshman Year

You love this little fair your friend dragged you to. It was in the town neighboring yours, but you can’t be bothered by that. You enjoy the rides and snacking on fair foods (mainly funnel cake). Her mom dropped you off here and told you to call her when you were ready to return to your friend’s home. You were doing your best to keep your slightly younger friend distracted. Throughout the entire night, she had been getting dirty looks, and you knew why: being a fox hybrid, she always got glares from people. It didn’t matter that she was genuinely one of the sweetest people you knew. They immediately assumed that she was shifty because of the pointed ears on her head.

“Hey, what about this?” she enthuses, dragging you in another direction.

“Slow down,” you laugh lightly, “we can stay as late as my curfew.”

She’s far too excited about whatever she sees. Suddenly though, she stops dead in her tracks. The abrupt stop makes you nearly knock her to the ground. Her tail gently bats against your shin; she’s focusing on something. You see a boy around your age when you look where she’s looking. He’s some sort of cat hybrid; his ears are a pale grey, and his tail matches the shade, with the underside white.

You nudge her, hoping to regain her attention. You gently run a finger along her silver ear when nudging her doesn’t work, making it twitch reflexively. She pins her ears down to her hair, showing you her annoyance.

“Why are you staring at that boy? You like him?” you tease.

She makes a gagging noise, “No! That’s my cousin!”

“He’s a… cat hybrid?”

She huffs at you, “Our grandma is a kitty, but grandpa is a fox. His mom is a kitty, and my mom is a fox. Did you not pay attention to your biology class?”

“I haven’t gotten to the genetics unit of the course yet…”

She doesn’t respond and instead drags you toward the kitty hybrid. Your younger friend seems to be fixated on getting to him. She holds onto your hand tightly and weaves through the crowd. Once you’re close enough, she starts tiptoeing to sneak up on him. Not that she really needed to be quiet. It was a loud public setting, after all. She looks back at you with a sly grin before taking a deep breath and barking. The kitty boy jumps a mile high due to the shock, adding a hiss in for good measure.

“What the hell?” he whines, “That was completely unnecessary.”

“No, it wasn’t!” she laughs, “I scared you. It was fun!”

“Whatever, what are you doing here anyway? I’m surprised your mom let you come out here. Ya know, with being a baby still.” he teases.

“I am not a baby!” the fox whines

“You’re still in middle school.” he deadpans.

She ushers you to stand beside her, “I’m not alone! I have my friend with me.”

You finally get a good look at the boy in front of you. He’s gorgeous. He’s not extremely tall, though; that can change still, and he has eyes that suck you in and hold you hostage. He has a smile resting on his lips. It’s pretty. You’ve had a few crushes before, but none of them made your heart beat the way it is when you look at him. You can’t say a single word when you make eye contact with him. Your mouth opens and closes several times, but no words come out.

“Oh! This is my cousin, Taeyong.” she explains, “He’s a year older than you.”

“Do you go to the high school here?” You shake your head, “No, I live a town over. She just dragged me here for the fair.”

“Well, if you ever want someone to hang out with that isn’t her, you know me now.” He pats his sides briefly before pulling a pen out of his pocket.

“Can I have your hand for a second?” you give him your hand. He writes a phone number on it—the feeling of the pen tickling against the heel of your palm as he writes. “That’s my number. I can’t guarantee that I’ll be able to answer all the time. My mom is rather… insistent on phone time limits… but I’ll answer whenever I can.”

He offers you a sweet smile, then rubs his hand against his younger cousin’s hair. She makes an odd noise and pushes his hand away. She quickly moves to fix her hair and the fur of her ears. He chuckles at her, smiling like she’s his younger sister rather than a cousin.

“I’ll see you for dinner tomorrow, dummy,” he affectionately teases.

“You won’t,” she calls after him, “She’s staying over tonight.”

“So I’ll just see both of you!” he calls back, not turning around still.

Taeyong disappears into the crowd, his bushy grey tail swishing as he walks, and you’re left with your younger fox friend. She looks at you to gauge your thoughts. You’re not sure where your thoughts are at the moment. You look down at your palm where his number is written. The blue ink seems to jump out.

“You like him, don’t you?”

“What?! I just met him. What are you talking about?”

“You like him,” she sing-songs, “I should have you text my mom to pick me up, and you can stay here and find Taeyong again. He’s probably hanging around that bunny boy he’s friends with.”

“Do not.” you whine, “Let’s just go back to yours… I wanna charge my phone.”

When you return to your friend’s house, she’s half asleep. She hardly processes what’s happening as she does her nightly routine. You chuckle at her behavior and follow suit, plugging your phone in for good measure. You’re not nearly as exhausted as her, but you don’t know where her sudden exhaustion came from. She flops down on her bed and almost instantly is asleep. Her mom had set up a mattress on the floor beside her bed for you to sleep on.

You lay down on the makeshift bed for a while, not doing anything for a moment. Then your mind starts wandering to what happened earlier in the afternoon. Taeyong seemed to be rather intriguing, not just in physical appearance. Yes, he’s drop-dead gorgeous, but something about his aura also makes you insanely curious about the kitty hybrid. Shifting your weight, you look over at your charging phone. It’s within reach, and you haven’t yet added his number to your phone. Now’s good a time as ever, you suppose. Shimmying your way up the mattress, you reach out for your phone. You’re nearly blinded by the brightness, having adjusted to the room’s darkness. You type the number on your palm into your phone and get a giddy, butterfly feeling when it is saved. Your fox friend was teasing you when she claimed that you like him, but maybe an itty bitty crush is developing. It probably won’t go anywhere, though, he goes to a different school, and you probably won’t see him more than once a month, if that.

You at 10:45pm || Hey! Just letting you know this is y/n :)

Taeyong at 10:46 pm || Hi :D what are you doing awake still?

You at 10:46 pm || Your lovely cousin fell asleep already and I’m just not tired

Taeyong at 10:48pm || So I’m a second choice 😞 || I see how it is 😞

You giggle slightly at his message and quickly quiet yourself when your friend shifts on her bed. You know her hearing is sensitive, but you can never be sure how sensitive it is, especially when sleeping. Sometimes it’s extremely sensitive, and she sleeps like the dead other times. When you’re sure she’s still asleep, you look back at your screen to see another message from Taeyong.

Taeyong at 10:51 pm || I can’t sleep either. Wanna maybe call? We don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable or if my cousin decided to be a light sleeper tonight.

You at 10:52 || I’d really like that actually 😊

It only takes a few more moments before your phone vibrates with an incoming call. You let it ring a few times, feeling how your heartbeat slightly picks up in pace. Finally, you press the accept button and stay quiet. You’re not sure what you’re meant to say.

“I thought you weren’t going to answer for a minute,” you hear Taeyong chuckle.

“I wouldn’t do that,” you respond, “I said I wanted to chat after all.

There’s a short moment of silence. It’s not immensely awkward, but it’s not extremely comfortable. You hear him sigh, and you hum in response. When he doesn’t respond, you speak up louder.

“What’s on your mind?” you question.

“Nothing.”

“Taeyong,” you respond, “we’ve only known each other for a few hours, but I know something’s off.”

He chuckles. “You and Doyoung would get along. He always knows when something’s wrong.”

There’s another short pause between you. Neither of you says a thing, but you hear something akin to a trill. You chuckle lightly as you reposition to be lying on your side.

“What’s Doyoung like? I think I should at least have an idea considering I’m meeting him tomorrow.”

“You hardly know me, and you’re already trying to get to my best friend,” he teases.

“It’s not like-”

“I know, I know,” he replies, “Doyoung… is a pain in my ass,” he laughs, “Seriously though, he’s an amazing friend. I don’t know what I’d do without him. He’s saved me more than a few times.”

“He seems like a good friend to you,” you say, yawning afterward.

“You already getting tired?” Taeyong teases again.

“A little. I still wanna talk, though.”

“We can keep talking. Fall asleep when you want to,” he offers.

You chat for a few more minutes before your eyelids get heavy. You’re not sure when you stopped responding to Taeyong or when you entirely fell asleep, but you felt happy and comfortable. It just seemed right to talk with him as if you’ve known each other forever.

“You bitch!” you wake up to your friend yelling in your ear, “You told me you didn’t have a crush on Taeyong!”

“H-huh?” you grumble, half asleep, “What are you talking about?”

“Explain this!” she enthuses, holding your phone up.

You were still on a call with the older kitty hybrid, clocking in at just over 10 hours. You don’t have anything you can say to your silver fox friend. That’s when you hear a noise similar to a purr mixed with a meow. Your younger friend smirks, and you give her a look to beg her not to do anything.

“Good morning, dearest cousin!” she chirps, “Did you sleep well?”

“What the fuck?” he groans.

You huff before snatching your phone from her hand. She makes a bark-like noise and flops down on her bed.

“Good morning, Taeyong,” you sigh, “Sorry I forgot to hang up last night.”

“No, no,” his voice is still laced with sleep, “I fell asleep not long after you. I should’ve hung up before I fell asleep.”

“O-okay, I’ll see you tonight at dinner, right?”

“Yeah, see you tonight.”

You hang up the call and see your younger friend already giving you a knowing look. You roll your eyes at her and flop back on your makeshift bed. You know she wants an explanation, and you simply don’t have one.

You go about your day without addressing the elephant in the room. You enjoy your time with her as you always do. Then dinner rolls around. You’re expecting Taeyong to treat you just like he does his cousin. When he walks through the door with his parents and another boy, you’re confused at first before you notice the greyish-brown rabbit ears on his head. They stand out against his dark hair, but you find it rather cute. You deduce that the other boy must be Doyoung, the rabbit friend Taeyong mentioned to you last night.

Another surprise follows the initial one of meeting Doyoung. Taeyong walks right up to you and stops meer steps from you.

“Can I give you a hug?” he asks.

“Y-yeah, you can,” you offer a shy smile.

Taeyong wraps his arms around you, and when you wrap your arms around him as well, you can hear a soft purr escape his throat. His tail swishes out of happiness, lightly hitting your calf occasionally. When he pulls away, you see a big, bright smile resting on his lips. You immediately feel a smile taking over your lips as well.

“Since when do you have a girlfriend?” you hear someone call.

“Shut up, Doyoung. It’s not like that.”

“You sure? I can smell you, you know.”

Taeyong fully releases you and drags his younger friend into another room. He likely assumes you’re out of earshot, but you’re not. Instead, you hear Taeyong scold his friend and tell him not to say anything about it. He had recently presented, you found out, and he still can’t fully control it at times.

The dinner is relatively uneventful. Between Taeyong’s mom and your friend’s mom bickering as any sister duo would - which is actually rather amusing to you, you and Taeyong share small glances throughout the meal. In turn, Doyoung gives his friend playfully disgusted looks whenever he does so, and your fox hybrid friend continually nudges you to give you a look that you choose not to decipher for the sake of your friendship. After you finish your dinner, you start to clean up your place. Taeyong isn’t far behind you. He hip-checks you lightly and offers you another shy smile.

“You wanna sit outside for a little bit? It’s really nice out, and the lightning bugs are beautiful at this time of night.” Taeyong asked, a little unsure.

“I’d love that,” you smile softly.

Your friend and Doyoung somehow disappeared into thin air when you turned around to see if they would be joining you. Something tells you they’re just watching some show in the living room with the adults, but you don’t bother trying to find them. You find yourself sitting on the back porch with Taeyong in silence for a few moments. It’s, again, a comfortable silence.

“You feel it too, right?” he asks.

When you look over at him, you can’t help but feel the air get stolen from your lungs. Even now, he looks gorgeous in just a plain hoodie and some jeans. The outdoor lighting strung across the porch beams make him look indescribable. He’s the most stunning and comforting person in the world.

“Feel what?” you ask, sliding closer to him on the couch on the porch.

“I don’t know,” he says, “Something between us just seems right.”

“Right meaning?”

“You wanna try dating?” he asks candidly.

“Trying to make sure I don’t get stolen away by your best friend?” you tease, nudging him before placing your head on his shoulder, “I like the idea of that.”

He laces your fingers together, “You still on spring break tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I am.”

“How about a date then?”

“Who’s gonna drive me to our date?”

“I just started driving, so I can pick you up!”

You sit there for a few moments. It’s all so peaceful; the gentle sound of crickets and cicadas chirping are the only noises you hear. You didn’t think you’d get a boyfriend from the sleepover with your friend, but here you are.

Spring: Junior Year of High School

“Hey, baby! You still coming over today?” you ask over the phone.

“Yeah, I am,” Taeyong muses, “Jae asked me to drive him and his classmate to his house on the way.”

“Oh?” you ask, “Is it that Basenji he swears he hates?”

“Nosy, nosy,” your boyfriend teases.

“What?” you chuckle, “You know that boy is in love with her.”

“I know, I know,” he laughs back, “It is her, though. I can’t wait to see how it plays out.”

You’re lounging around your house waiting for Taeyong and, by proxy, Doyoung to get here. You’ve been texting back and forth with Doyoung. He’s always been your source of drama since you started dating his best friend. He told you how he swears that Jaehyun will start dating this girl by the end of the year, he even tried to make a bet, but you declined the offer.

You hear a knock at your front door, followed by your mother greeting the two guests. When you come downstairs, you already see the kitty and bunny hybrid standing in the entryway with your mom, sharing a few polite words. Upon noticing you, Taeyong drops his bag on the coat closet bench and slips past your mom and Doyoung to wrap you up in a hug and kiss the crown of your head.

“Sweetheart, I’m heading out for that board meeting. I’ll be back later, okay?” your mother hums.

“Okay, Mom, we’ll be okay here.”

“I know you will,” she smiles at you, and is out the door.

You and the two hybrid boys sit on the rug in your room. There’s a perfectly good small couch and a bed you can sit on, but somehow you all silently agree that the area rug was the most comfortable. You and Doyoung work on your homework for a shared class while Taeyong lets out different annoyed sounds across from you.

“You okay, kitty?”

“Yeah, I’m okay,” he sighs.

“You don’t sound okay,” Doyoung points out, putting his pencil down.

“I’m checking my application statuses to universities,” he admits, “There’s only like two that haven’t responded yet, the two I most want to go to. It’s stressful.”

Your heart drops a little bit, hearing what he’s doing. He’s often said he wants to go abroad for his degree. It’s a significant worry in your mind. You scoot toward him, abandoning the history notebook. You place your head against his shoulder, looking at his laptop screen.

“That’s really far away,” you note.

“Which one?” Doyoung asks, looking at his textbook still.

“University of Southern California,” Taeyong responds, “It’s an excellent school for journalism.”

“That- that is really far. So you’re really set on going abroad for university, huh?” Doyoung reiterates with worry in his tone.

Taeyong looks away from his laptop to his friend, then drops his gaze down to you. He can read you both like books. He knows you’re both worried about him. To ease your worries, he leans the top of his laptop down, not entirely shutting it, kisses your head, and gives Doyoung a sympathetic look. Taeyong lets his tail rest against your leg, something he’s been doing that helps comfort you.

“I won’t be gone forever,” he reassures, “It’ll just be four years. If I even get accepted, that is.”

“Four years,” you sigh, “What does that mean for…”

You can’t finish your sentence, a weird heaviness settling in your chest, making it unable to speak anymore. Taeyong wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you against him until you can feel his kitty ear pressed against your head. Doyoung just sighs and shifts in his spot. None of you speak. The weight of the unknown future is suddenly on you, and you don’t know how to take it.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there. Plus, we don’t know if I’ll get into USC.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s true. I don’t want to be a reason you didn’t go, though.” “You wouldn’t be-” he suddenly stops, his nostrils flaring. “Do you have any roses or rose-scented things in the house?” “No… why?”

“Doyoung…”

“What?” “We need to get you home. Now.”

You’ve never heard Taeyong speak to Doyoung in that tone before. Doyoung just honks at him, and for a moment, it seems that Taeyong is about to back down. But, instead, your boyfriend opens his laptop fully again and saves where he left off before grabbing his things and practically dragging Doyoung out of your room. You’re confused, but both hybrids seem to know what’s happening.

“You can be mad at me all you want, but you can’t be here right now,” Taeyong argues.

“I will not be taking orders from some strawberry-scented omega,” Doyoung bites.

Taeyong nearly gives in again but holds his ground.

“He’s presenting,” your boyfriend explains, “and he’s definitely an alpha. I need to get him back to his house before he triggers my heat.”

“What about-”

“I know, my love, we’ll discuss it later. I seriously need to get him home, though. I love you.”

“I love you too,” you smile softly, “Call me when you get home, okay?” “Okay,” he smiles.

He shoves Doyoung out the door while carrying all of their things. You watch as they drive away. Taeyong probably isn’t obeying the speed limit, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

A pit settles in your stomach; even though you know it’ll all work out in the end, it’s scary. You knew walking into this relationship that Taeyong would graduate, go to uni, and do most milestone things before you. But now, with reality catching up to you, it’s terrifying. You’ve already applied to the universities you want to attend. You and Doyoung did it together since you want to go into the same field of study. But hearing how determined your boyfriend of two years was, saying he wants to go abroad for university, makes you feel uneasy. You have older friends who warned you about the curse of relationships slipping through the cracks when university years roll around. Your relationship with Taeyong was stable even in just two years of dating, but the worry still exists in your mind.

Back in your room, you did your work without Doyoung’s (very needed) help. With nothing more to occupy your mind, you’re just pacing around your home with your mind wandering any place it so chooses. It floats everywhere. From what your younger fox friend has been up to. She got into a prodigious high school for music and has been thriving. Jaehyun has grown a lot in the time that you’ve known him. You first met when Taeyong and Doyoung introduced you to him. It was utterly accidental too. They had to pick Jaehyun up from a practice game because his parents were away, and he forgot to arrange a ride home. When you first met, he was barely taller than you. Now, he is quite a bit taller than you. You didn’t think someone could grow so much physically in a year and a half, but Jaehyun seemed to prove you wrong.

Then from there, your mind wanders off to your best friend. Taeyong told you that you would click well the first night you talked with Doyoung; he had been right about that. When you first got the chance to get to know him properly, you became two peas in a pod. Sometimes, that bond would be at Taeyong’s expense. You two tended to gang up on him. Doyoung quickly became your second shoulder to lean on, just the right amount of support and giving you the harsh truth when needed. Taeyong, of course, is your central support system, and you appreciate him for that. When he can’t be, though, Doyoung is the first person you go to. Sometimes, you think that if you hadn’t started dating Taeyong, you would’ve probably dated Doyoung. You don’t dwell on that thought much since you were utterly in love with Taeyong, and you don’t tell either of the boys either.

That’s when your mind lands on your boyfriend again. You didn’t know you could love someone so much until you met him. It seems naïve coming from a seventeen-year-old, but it makes sense to you. You’ve watched classmates cycle through partners as if it’s nothing. That’s something you couldn’t imagine doing, though. The relationship you have with Taeyong is something indescribable. That’s why the prospects of the future scare you so much. Nothing’s set in stone, though. No matter how strong this bond might be with the potential of being across the world from him. You have hope but also know the reality of the situation. He’ll be studying almost all the time, and there will be a sixteen-hour difference with you ahead of him.

Your mind starts going down the dangerous black hole of ‘what ifs’ about the situation, which ruins your mood. Curling up on the couch, playing with the corner of a throw pillow, you let your mind run. You’ll likely be the only one home for a while. Your mom typically stays at the board meetings for her company pretty late to help extra and clean up. Dad is on another business trip, so he won’t return home.

Suddenly, there’s a knock at your front door. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion, and you look through the peephole in the door to see who it is. It’s Taeyong, a very excited one at that. His tail is flicking back and forth, his already sparkly eyes are sparkling even more, and his fluffy grey ears jut in different directions, constantly listening to everything around him.

You unlock the door and let him in. Before you can even get any words of greeting out, you’re wrapped up in a tight hug. Chuckling lightly, you hug Taeyong back and scratch the base of his kitty ear. He releases a purr and squeezes you impossibly tighter. Then, you process the sound of paper crinkling slightly. Finally, you pull back in his hold slightly.

“What’s that?” you ask with a wide smile.

“I was so excited that I didn’t get to let you know I got home. I opened it and immediately drove over here to tell you! Here, you read it!”

He releases you from the hug and hands you the paper. You unfold the letter, and it’s an official-looking one, and it’s in English. You’re doing well in your English class, but you can only pick out some parts of the letter due to its formality. Despite the struggle, you see the words ‘congratulations’ and ‘accepted’ at the beginning of the letter. Your heart pounds out of your chest when your eyes dart to the upper left corner, and you see the university’s emblem that you saw on the website Taeyong was looking at earlier, and you realize what it is. It’s an acceptance letter from the University of Southern California.

“I did it!” he practically bounces in his place, “I got in!”

“I- I’m so happy for you, kitty,” you smile, still processing it all, “Have you decided to go there, or are you still thinking about Kyunhee University too?”

“I wanted to go to USC the most out of all the places I applied to. I’m pretty set on going there. Why? Is everything okay?”

His eyes soften, and his ears and tail still show how attentive he is to your unsure state. You fold the letter shut like how you have received it. Then, handing it back to him, you nod.

“I’m excited for you. I really am. I’m scared, too, though, honestly. You’ll be so far away, and I’ve heard so many horrible outcomes for long distance from my classmates about breakups during university and-”

“Hey, listen to me,” he requests softly, gently cupping your face, “We still have another two and a half months before I need to move over there. So we’ll talk all the logistics out until then. Deal?”

You nod, “Deal.”

“I love you so much. I always will, even if-” he sighs, “Even if we need to take a break while I’m getting my degree. I’ll always come back to you.”

“I don’t want to do that,” you respond, pulling him into a hug.

He hugs you back and sighs again, “I know, baby. But if that’s healthiest for both of us, we need to think that way. As shitty as that sounds.”

High School: Summer before Senior Year

It’s mid-July when you find yourself in Taeyong’s home, helping him finish packing. You’re not as affectionate with him today, and you know he notices it. Usually, you’re attached to his hip, but today you’re on the opposite side of his room, packing an entirely different box for him. You seal the box with packing tape and pick it up to carry outside. Just as you’re about to leave the room, you feel Taeyong place a hand on your hip. His touch makes you freeze but don’t turn around to look at him. You don’t have to look at him to know he’s giving you a concerned look. He lets out a sigh before speaking.

“I know this is hard on you,” he admits, “It’s hard on me too. Please don’t take this out on me.”

You jerk out of his hold, “I’m not taking anything out on anyone.”

“Sweetheart,” he sighs, “I don’t want to argue with you right before I leave for university.”

“So don’t,” you state bluntly.

Not giving him a chance to argue, you start walking out of his family home and toward his car to put the box in it. Taeyong isn’t far behind you. You place the box in the trunk and turn to see him with his ears droopy and his tail not swishing happily like it typically is. Instead, he’s giving you a concerned look. It’s the same look he gave you when he first told you about his acceptance letter to USC. You know it’s selfish to want to keep him here in Korea with you, but you want that more than anything. It feels like he’s leaving you here while he’s off to have fun in a foreign country. He claims he’ll return after getting his degree, but four years is a long time to be away from your boyfriend, even with visits during his summer breaks. He puts his box down beside the one you carried in the car. Not ready to face him when your emotions are in such turmoil, you look away from him and try to skirt around him to retrieve another box.

“Look at me,” he requests, holding onto your shoulder gently.

“What do you need, Taeyong? We need to finish packing your car. You leave in the morning.”

“You’re mad at me. I know you are,” he admits, “What can I do to fix whatever’s wrong?”

“It’s not worth it, Taeyong. Let me get another box. You won’t be packed at this rate.”

Again you try to walk away, but he stops you again. This time, he grips your arm tighter than he had just held your shoulder. Finally, you hear him sniffle quietly, and that’s when you feel your heart drop. Not many times during your relationship have you seen Taeyong cry due to being upset.

“This isn’t a per- permanent thing. You know that right?” he tries to hold tears back.

“Taeyong,” you sigh, trying not to cry, “How will we survive this? I’ll be going off to uni next year. Between time difference and both of us in uni-”

You meet his eyes again and burst into tears. Taeyong pulls you to his chest and strokes your hair as you sob. Neither of you says anything for a few minutes. You know he’s crying, too, due to the uneven breathing beneath you. He has his cheek pressed against your head now, holding onto you as if he’ll never get to hold you again. Something isn’t right between you; unfortunately, you think you know what will come.

“C-can you look at me?” he requests quietly.

You pull your head away from his chest and look at his glassy, slightly red eyes. His ears are now pressed against his hair. They would’ve blended into his white hair if the fur of his ears didn’t have the grey bits to it. You’re trying so hard not to burst into tears again, seeing how worried he is despite being just as upset as you are.

“I-” you interrupt yourself with a sniffle, “I know what you’re thinking.”

“What am I thinking, my love?” he asks, worry laced through his tone.

“It’ll be better for us in the long run to take a break.”

“Is that what you feel?” he asks.

He lets go of you entirely and takes a step back. Suddenly the tiny space between you feels a mile wide. You wrap your arms around yourself tightly and look down at the ground, trying to compose yourself. Instead, you find yourself picking at the sides of your fingers to somehow calm yourself. It doesn’t work well.

“Taeyong,” you sigh, “you’re thinking it too. If it’s hard just packing, how will we deal with a sixteen-hour time difference?”

“If that-” he looks away, trying to hold his tears, “If that’s what you want. We’ll take a break.”

“Is that it? We’re just going to drop everything here?” you can’t help but let hurt invade your voice.

“We aren’t dropping anything,” he frowns, “We’re just- we’re putting things on pause until I get home.”

You meet his eyes again and give him a tight-lipped smile. You don’t know what you expected. You told him a break was what needed to happen. Maybe you wanted him to fight for your relationship more, to try to hold on a little tighter. That wasn’t happening, though. You nod at him. An awkward tension fills the space between you.

“I- I guess I’ll be off then,” you sigh.

“Y/n,” he reaches out and squeezes your hand, “I’m not leaving you behind. I’m gonna come back for you, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll- I’ll just let you finish packing up. Keep in touch, okay?”

He nods, and with that, you walk to your car and start on your way home. Only now, you’re a single woman. You think for a while as you drive. Your mind wanders all over the place, and before you realize it, you’re not even going to your home anymore. You had subconsciously started making your way to Doyoung’s home. After weighing your options, you decided to just stay on this route and visit your best friend. There’s no point in bothering him with a call. More likely than not, he’s prepping for your last year of high school.

You pull up to his house and see his older brother about to get in his car. You know Gongmyun enough, but you need more of a relationship to stop and talk, so you opt just to wave at him and continue on your way to the door. His mom is already opening the door before you can climb the porch steps. The brightly smiling bunny hybrid pulls you into a warm hug. It’s nothing new for her to hug you, but she’s never embraced you so tightly.

“I know you needed that,” she comments when she pulls out of the hug, “You don’t need to tell me what’s wrong. I’m sure Doyoung is about to get an earful of that,” she smiles at you.

“Thanks,” you sigh, fighting against the tears welling up again. “I’ll probably stick around for dinner, too, if that’s okay. My parents are working night shifts again, and being home doesn’t feel-”

She smiles softly and squeezes your shoulder, “Enough of that. You’re always welcome here. Now, go rant, scream, cry, whatever you need. He’s up in his room.”

She jerks her head towards the stairs and gives you one last comforting smile. You pass by the wall of family pictures they have on the stairwell. Seeing how much love and comfort resides in these walls is always heartwarming. The only other place you feel more comfortable is Taeyong’s home. Well, it was, at least.

As suspected, Doyoung is hunched over his desk, looking at an essay he needs to write for the advanced literature class he opted to take. His ear twitches towards you, and he looks at your dejected facial expression. Then, without a word, he stands up and wraps his arms around you in a hug. You practically melt into his hold. You didn’t even realize you needed a hug from him until it was already happening. Sobs start to fall from your lips as tears soak his shirt. Still, he hasn’t said a word. Standing there, he lets you cry on him as long as you need. You’re unsure how much time passes, but you eventually feel your sobs slow until they simmer to a sniffle. When you pull back, you notice a rather large wet spot on his shirt from where you had been crying on him.

You wipe your eyes, “Sorry about that.” Your voice comes out rather meek.

He shakes his head at you, “I’ll just change it. What happened that you came crying to me instead of Yongie?”

“Oh… um…”

“Do I need to go beat his ass?” Doyoung asks with a sharper tone.

You shake your head and sit on his bed while he goes to his closet to find another shirt. You’re accustomed to him and Taeyong shamelessly changing their clothes (the upper half) in front of you. Nothing could make you uncomfortable at this point in your friendship. Doyoung’s large beige ears are upright. His head turned so he could listen to whatever you needed to tell him. When you remain quiet, he turns to you with a clean shirt on and gives you a puzzled yet concerned look. Then, he sits beside you and fixates his eyes on you.

“Y/n, tell me what’s going on,” he says softly, “Something’s off right now.”

“We broke up,” you respond in a shaky voice.

“When? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“You would’ve heard it from one of us eventually,” you sigh, “Just now, I drove straight here after it all.”

He doesn’t press any further. He hugs you again. You end up sitting on his bed, semi-cuddling while talking about anything that comes to your mind. You know he’s distracting you from everything, but you don’t plan to stop him soon, either. Even after a delicious dinner, his mom makes for the family (plus you), you end up staying longer and hanging out with him. It’s nice to know that even though breaking up with his best friend earlier in the day, you still have Doyoung to rely on through it all.

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batpham-discord-highlights · 2 years

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Some T-Odd Relations

Source: #ghosts-and-bats

This is how I imagine if other bat kids saw Danny for the first time. Each of them will be like, the very first time everyone knows about Danny. This is based on Danny looking like Jason.

Dick saw Danny in Jason Todd memorial park with another girl (Jazz)

Dick (during family dinner): looking at Jason with sus eyes

Jason: ...what?...Firefly jetpack exploding is not my fault...

Dick: Do you have a child that we don't know about?

Bruce: chokes on his food

Tim saw Danny at a coffee shop order his signature coffee.

Tim (in a bat cave working on a case with Jason): i guess Harvey was innocent on this one after all.

Jason: Yeah

...feel bad for punching him in the scar side

Tim: Yeah.....oh also I think you got cloned.

Jason: EX FKING CUSE ME!??

Ooop—

Mind if I write a oneshot based off of this?

Damien meets Danny in the Gotham Dog Park, walking a very green looking dog....

He follows them want to ask what breed the dog is but they disappear around the corner

Damien during training session with Jason

Damien: Todd you should keep your reproductive liquids in check

Jason: trips his step and get kneed by Damien

Go for it XD. Credit me tho. XD.

reproductive fluids

Always do!

Duke saw Danny in a school library, but he mysteriously vanishes in one of the isles.

Duke: looking at Jason during a family movie night

Jason: Something on your mind buddy?

Duke: ....yeah nuh it couldn't be you, he was too young..

Jason: 🤨

Cass and Steph saw Danny at a shopping mall with another red hair girl (Jazz)

They are in a kitchen watching Jason make cupcakes for them.

Cass: ...👈 🤰 👨‍🍼

Steph: Nuh I don't think so, the kid look the same age as that girl.

Jason: What are you two on about?

Steph: Oh just a potential child of yours on streets of Gotham.

Jason: trips and drops the cupcakes

alfred being dragged into this as well

Just everyone thinking that’s his kid

Bruce runs into Danny at Gala (Vald drags him to it)

Bruce: brain short-circuited as he watches a younger Jason in a suit

-Somehow, he made it back home after being non-responsive according to Alfred-

Bruce: looking at Jason in the library as Jason was reading his books

Jason: Heck you want old man??

Bruce: ....Am I a grandpa?...

Jason: accidently tears a page from a book

Jason never runs into Danny but he did run into Phantom during his patrol

Jason: watches a kid makes a joke out of Joker and his goons Damn, this kid good...better shoo him out before Bats gets here

Selina meets Danny at a cat cafe.

Selina: pulls out her phone and calls her Husband (Selina and Bruce is married screw you, I want Bruce to be happy) Hey Bruce...honey...are you sure Jason is still single. Watches Danny leaves the cafe yeah...I see you met him too? Yeah...yeah...just saw him at the cafe I regularly go to...yeah...you should get the papers ready for Jason...tell Alfred to call the guy too.

I-

This is so perfect lmao

Poor Jason

Nice

Alfred meets Danny during grocery shopping. Danny helps Alfred with carry the stuff across the street.

Alfred thanks and walks back home.

Alfred: looks at Jason as try to sneak a cookie you know i don't mind having a little version of you running around Mater Todd.

Jason: drops the cookie

bruce meeting Danny on patrol

Even better if it’s Crime Alley near where he originally met Jason

Lmao he didn't respond on the comms for a good amount of hours even tho he still does patrol

Crime alley kid round two electric boogaloo

If Jason doesn’t adopt “his kid” then Bruce will

Barbara and Batkids ; Bats why weren't you responding???? We were worried.

Bruce : ....Jason has a kid and I am a grandpa...

he finds Danny near the batmobile

XD. Doesn't help Jason's case

Screw it im making it homeless baby Danny let’s heccin go

Reveal gone wrong

Danny was just trying to take a pic of the batmobile.

He socked Bruce in the stomache as he got spooked by Batman

Them having a tire iron to defend themselves

Either that or a crowbar

Or a thermos

(Tire iron cause that’s what Jason had had when he first met bats)

Crowbar for obvious reasons

Or a thermos!

jason coming face to face with Danny and wondering just who this kid is

Danny : ....Dan?!

Got Danny Nightingale cause of fentonightingale

[Danny : ....Dan?!]

O rip

Mini heart attack if he’s out of costume

Yeah XD.

Danny coming back to an apartment where he is staying.

Video call Jazz and his two bffs.

Danny : Yo guys saw someone who looks like Dan

So like what is Danny to Jason

Some random kid XD

Jason ironically doesn't see the resemblance

I mean like

Is he Jason's little brother? Son? 5th cousin twice removed??

Nothing

It's that case of 7 people in the world who look like u huh

He just looks like young Jason with a different hairstyles

[Got Danny Nightingale cause of fentonightingale]

Would be funnier if he went with Todd

Nightingale as a hero name

👁👁

Hecc ye

Todd can be Maddie’s maiden name

Gil

my only complaint is that Dan has long hair in a low ponytail and Jason has short hair and the white stripe

so he wouldn’t be that look alike

what is Danny was an attempt of a Clone child by the League of Assassins?

Gil

also we only see Dan in ghost form, danny never saw him as human

[what is Danny was an attempt of a Clone child by the League of Assassins?]

like he has Jason DNA, was rapidly aged with fake memories, now ages normally

fake memories of being a toddler*

he was raised normally after being dropped off to the Fenton’s

Gil

ok and then the Fenton’s just adopted a grown kid out of nowhere?

and are their memories altered as well?

and jazz?

probably

same with Sam and Tucker, I guess?

Gil

why not keep the clone and train them themselves (the League, i mean)

to create the perfect weapon yadda yadda

he probably had training before getting dumped

I like the idea of it literally all just being a coincidence better

No one would ever believe it, but somehow, it's still true

Or Maddie could be, like, second cousins twice removed from Jason or something

Her mom's maiden name was Todd and Danny had a really good relationship with his grandma, so he took in her name when he had to run

Grandma Todd got some lucky chances and worked her way off the streets

Willis was her older half-brother's grandson

And Jason and Danny just happen to have unnaturally close DNA matches because ectoplasm is just recognized as a new, unique allele

ooo

ye true

A covert DNA test reveals matching ectoplasm levels that make the bats think Jason's spawn

Ooooh that sounds good!

Oh same brain

Gil

ok that's fun

Yesss more misunderstandings!!!

>:D

My DNA class is finally having real world applications lol :dick_laugh:

The bats end up peer pressuring Jason into adopting what they think is his spawn.

[Her mom's maiden name was Todd and Danny had a really good relationship with his grandma so he took in her name when he had to run]

That’s legit how I’m doing it lmao

[The bats end up peer pressuring Jason into adopting what they think is his spawn.]

"take responsibility Jason"

Danny: I'm not responsibility, nor am I his

Jazz supports the adoption of his brother and Danny knows that there ain't anyway out of it

"i fOUnD HiM nEAr tHE bATMobILE, like that's an inherited trait, Bruce." - Jason

Bruce directly after- "For all I know it is"

“Have you seen this family?”

Oh Jason, getting misunderstood so badly

They think he's denying it so much b/c he's embarrassed or something

"It's okay son, we all make mistakes"

Honestly, seems legit

Jason gets all offended

"Hey, don't call him a mistake"

because that's a mean thing to say

"how could u be so embarrassed about your own son jason!?"

“Yeah I know you do, have you seen Damian?”

but they think he just admitted to it

Grem

Dick, Tim and Damian on the other side of the room having a meltdown

The 3 of them "We are uncles?"

you can't escape fatherhood now Jason >:)

How old are Jason and Danny tho

Danny is tempted to yeet himself back in time to avoid this mess, but ClockWork thinks it's funny and says no

Would be really funny if damian was younger than danny

Grem

Maybe Jason has 24 and Danny 14, but looks like he has 9

So Jason got a girl pregnant at 10!?/j

[Maybe Jason has 24 and Danny 14, but looks like he has 9]

as someone who at 14 was called an 8-year-old, i can vouch for realism

[So, Jason got a girl pregnant at 10!?/j]

it would look like 14 or 15

they're all very concerned when they find out Danny's true age

or think he's lying

Grem

[as someone who at 14 was called an 8 year old, i can vouch for realism]

I'm speaking from experience, i was 13 with the face of a baby

because obviously he was born after Jason was in the pit

blame it all on Talia, man

[I'm speaking from experience, i was 13 with the face of a baby]

ah, im just very short

Maybe they think Lazarus is radioactive and causes weird age shenanigans

Grem

[they're all very concerned when they find out Danny's true age]

Maybe they think he was put in a tank to grow faster or something like that

or that the pit cloned Jason when it brought him back

Danny having to pull out All the school records to prove that he did exist since birth

Oop

jokes on him the Fenton’s didn't file any or his birth certificate

a Steven universe situation?

Grem

He gets Jazz to testify that he indeed has 14

[Steven universe situation?]

Possibly

[Steven universe situation?]

more like they just forgot to after having the kids at home and no one pressed for records b/c it's the Fenton’s

[“Yeah, I know you do, have you seen Damian?”]

This leads to a fight that distracts from the whole supposed baby-daddy situation

Jazz has kept extensive documents on her little bro she can in fact testify

Jazzy coming in clutch lmao

Also, Danny and tucker were like attached at the hip so he can also vouch

Jazz was the one to fill the-

JAZZ CAN FORGE HER PARENTS SIGNATURES

[Steven universe situation?]

Intense confusion

Grem

And now they think she was mind controlled and those memories and papers are fake

Ooop

[JAZZ CAN FORGE HER PARENTS SIGNATURES]

This just makes then sus of the papers lmao

More and more convoluted misunderstandings

Eventually Danny just accepts it and gives up

Jazz snapping and saying that she’s the one who raised Danny and accidentally making things worse

Jazz frantically pointing "I RAISED THAT BOY

Grem

Now, it doesn't matter if he is or isn't Jason's son, they will adopt him

The Bats are worried for their safety

Danny actually being Jason’s half sibling

Through like their mom or smth

Grem

I think the 2nd cousins once removed is funnier

Ye me too

But the drama

DRAMA WITH THE HALF SIBLING SHENANIGANS

So Jason ends up adopting his half sibling/2nd cousin who everyone thinks is 9 and nothing they do can prove that he is not 9

Grem

After discovering that they are brothers, maybe they think that Maddie is curse and all her offspring will die and comeback

And Jazz is a little worried for her safety

[So Jason ends up adopting his half sibling/2nd cousin who everyone thinks is 9 and nothing they do can prove that he is not 9]

What is one more problem child

Danny keeps insisting he isn't a child, then youngblood comes along and that's all the proof needed against his claims

... what does Vlad think about this

Vlad doesn’t have a valid opinion

he's jealous

:dick_laugh:

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magicspace114 · 1 month

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Bird in the wrong nest

Part 1 | Part 2

There were whispers going on all day behind Syd's back. They were hyper aware of all the looks they got. They couldn't tell what was being said but they knew what it was about.

Ida wasn't in her classes that day and she'd never skipped classes, not even while she was sick. Conversely, Syd skipped almost all their classes and today they were sitting in botany, taking extensive notes. They weren't paying attention to the teacher and the teachers knew at this point to ignore them unless they were being disruptive.

Syd spotted Balthazar in the window of the classroom. They froze but the cat seemed calm. He even slow blinked at them before turning back to the dorms. Syd just got up in the middle of class and tried to leave without a word.

"Sydney Winters," the teacher spoke their whole name and it made them pause. "Where do you think you're going?"

Syd just looked the basilisk in the eye, face blank, "to the bathroom." They said with a straight face.

"You need to ask before being allowed to leave my classroom. Sit back down. If you ask politely then maybe I'll let you go."

Syd glared at that. They were not a baby that needed to be accompanied to the potty. Being denied the bathroom seemed like an infringement on some kind of right, like being denied water. So naturally, they threw up on the spot, hunching over and spewing their lunch on the polished wood floor.

The teacher startled at that, eyes wide and snake mouth opened in a comical picture of shock. Syd wiped their mouth with the back of their hand, "may I be excused to the bathroom, sir?" They said politely.

"Uh, yeah, go." The teacher nodded quickly.

Syd left, briefly dipping into a bathroom to wash out their mouth and wipe the puke on their face. They'd done this trick before, having used it a lot to get out of things when they were younger so they'd avoided getting any puke on their clothes. Not needing to use their fingers to induce vomiting was one of their many talents.

They rushed down the hall towards an exit when sudden movement in the corner of their vision surged towards them. They were blindsided, head swirling as they processed the attack, registering only ten seconds later that they were on the ground with people standing around them.

"Look what the cat dragged in." One voice cooed over them, the voice like nails on a chalkboard. "Just who we wanted to see." The group laughed that hyena laugh, their faces melding like playdough in the way Syd knew shifting to be.

"Sydney Winters," another voice said, mocking how their full name would always be called out in classes by the teachers, "where do you think you're going during class time?"

"I could ask you the same thing," Syd sat up on the ground, staring face to face with one full hyena while another girl was only half shifted, still standing on two legs with an elongated snout and spotted fur with her already long, brown hair. The last was just a girl, grinning maliciously at Syd's compromised position so close to the jaws of one hyena.

"You didn't think we'd notice? You've been off ever since this morning," the full human girl said, the ringleader to the hyenas. Syd believed she was just a witch, not shifter like her friends were.

"Heard you and Ida were doing rituals last night. Now Ida's not here and you are? And you're being all studious. Not like you," the half-shifted hyena giggled.

"But a lot like Ida," the witch smiled, "did something go wrong? Or did you want to switch bodies for a day? Not sure why you'd want to get into that freak's head, Ida."

"Really?" Syd raised an eyebrow, tone deadpan and face flat. The three girls paused at that. Syd sighed and stood up, dusting themselves off. "I should stop expecting from you three, you'll be less disappointing then." The half shifter growled and the full hyena stepped forward to advance, giggling high-pitched. "I dare you." Syd said lowly to the hyena, freezing her in place.

"Well what is all this? Why are you acting so different?" The witch huffed.

"It's none of your concern," Syd hissed, "in fact, you three are the least likely people I'd speak to about anything happening around me. So why don't you head back to class like good little students and leave me alone."

The half shifter growled more but looked at the witch. The hyena also turned their attention to the ringleader. Syd held eye contact with the witch, a heated stare, a silent challenge to the leader that they would not back down from.

The ringleader grit her teeth, "we're gonna figure out what happened last night. If not from you, from Ida."

"Touch Ida and all three of you will wake up to the 10 plagues of Egypt in your own dorm rooms." Syd seethed.

"Hmph." The witch turned around, her hyena lackeys following her.

Syd finally reached the exit, Balthazar waiting not-so patiently outside with a meow. "I know, Balt, I had to get out of the class then those girls stopped me." Syd rubbed at their head where they'd been struck, feeling scratches from long fingernails burning into their face.

Balthazar growled, tail swishing behind him as he padded in front of Syd, leading the way to the dorms. As before, he tried to open the door to the building and failed as it was too heavy but Syd wasn't far behind to open it for him.

"How did you manage to get out if you can't open the door?" Syd asked. Balthazar just meowed and Syd shrugged, "probably should have expected that answer."

On getting to the dorm room, Syd already saw the grass poking out below the door and on stepping inside, the dorm looked like a jungle. The walls were coated in ivy and the floor sprang up wild flowers. The worst thing was that Syd couldn't tell if this was Ida's doing or their own.

Balthazar picked his way carefully through the undergrowth, Syd having to duck under the prickly growth of blackberries to get to the bedroom and tripping over a heather plant that coated the floor when they didn't lift their legs high enough.

Finally, they made it into the bedroom where their shoulders relaxed on seeing their friend awake. "Ida," they rushed to her side, having to push aside more towering flowers that had started filling up their seat.

"Hey," she smiled tiredly, "what time is it?"

"1:45."

"In the morning?"

"Afternoon."

Ida gasped, sitting up, "I slept through class?!"

"Ida, you started screaming through your ritual and passed out! Class is the least you should be worried about!" Syd shot back, "look at this place!" They gestured around them.

"Wow," Ida looked around her, "is this you or me?"

"I don't know," Syd shrugged, "I've never done this before. Any 'magic' I have tends to be weather based or pranks or something. I've never had plants grow."

Ida reached out to the nearest vine and it grew towards her, "oh, yeah, this is me."

"Ida, what happened last night?" Syd took her shoulders.

Ida looked down, "I... I'm sorry. You told me not to but... I just..."

"What?"

"I wanted to know how to help you a-and the- the best way to do that was to..."

"You asked your goddess about me, right?" Syd started retreating their hands from Ida's shoulders.

"I just, I didn't think anything bad would happen. I didn't think it would be a big deal!" Ida reached for Syd's retreating hands but Syd slapped them away.

"I told you I didn't want to know!" Syd said, "that I wasn't ready to find out yet!"

"But I thought-"

"Though what? You weren't doing this for me, you were doing it for your own curiosity." Syd seethed, a lump forming in the back of their throat. "You looked in pain, you were screaming and fighting with nothing. Why?" Syd jumped up from their chair, pacing as best they could in the long grass.

"Wait, Syd, don't leave," Ida called out franticly.

"I'm not leaving," Syd hissed back, "I'm just angry at you. You hurt yourself because you couldn't leave well enough alone."

"I didn't think I'd get hurt," Ida said, quickly, "it was just a question. I've asked my goddess plenty of them before and she's always answered or given me a hint in the right direction."

"Then why did that happen? What happened?"

"I don't know," Ida said. She paused, silence enveloping them. "She didn't have the answer either. When she tried to divine the information for herself, everything got blurry and hot. It hurt." Ida rubbed at her head, "I couldn't handle it."

Syd continued to glare at their friend. "Great so even the great goddess of- of- what is Celeste the goddess of anyway?"

Ida smiled briefly, "the stars and cosmos. Older sister to the sun and moon."

"So even the sun and moon's big sister doesn't even know what I am."

"Well she doesn't know everyone's name and species. Usually I'll ask about something and if she doesn't know off the top of her head, she'll perform a divination to figure it out."

Syd huffed, storming out of the room. Ida didn't get much of a chance to call them back before they were already storming back with a cereal bar and slammed it down on the bedside table where a glass of water already sat.

"Eat. Drink." They grumbled, dropping down heavily into their seat to seethe silently, turned away from her.

Ida took the water first, holding the glass in shaky hands while glancing at Syd. Syd didn't look at her but a tower of blue flowers grew up and bloomed into large stars beside them. Syd looked down at the notes they took in botany class that day, seemingly idling through the pages for somewhere to look other than Ida or the flowers.

Syd scowled as they paused on one note, smacking the hyacinths away from them, "I don't want your flower apologies."

"It's unintentional growth," Ida said back, "I'm not trying to grow flowers, my magic is just uncontrolled and growing plants to mirror what's on my mind."

"Well control yourself, your room looks like a botanical garden."

"Honestly looks nicer like this," Ida shrugged, "might keep it."

"Maybe if heather didn't trip you up every five steps," Syd grumbled.

"Heather?" Ida hummed, seemingly surprised that was there. "What colour?"

"White," Syd shrugged.

"Huh." She looked around her room again, staring at the plants around her.

"I thought you were trying to tell me something with these plants when you didn't wake up," Syd dropped their botany notes on the bed over Ida's legs, "turns out it's just a bunch of symbolism shit." They put their own feet up on the bed, anger seeming to be calming again.

"I mean, I guess I am telling you about me. They symbolise emotion mostly."

"Are your emotions meant to be this thorny?" Syd grimaced as a pink rose bush started sprouting next to them, the thorns uncomfortably close to scratching.

"The thorns aren't the meaning, it's the plant." Ida smiled, "I'll gain control over this soon, I just need to recover a little more."

Syd leaned closer with a smirk, "sounds like little miss teacher's pet has to skip more class."

Ida's smile wiped off her face as she groaned. Syd just laughed.

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